[The book continues from the above, the last book said that the immortals were not copper-headed and iron-armed, and after being fixed by Tie Hua, Zhao Liang shot and killed one of them and arrested the other four disciples. And Mu Qingming, who was on the Blessed Land Spirit Acupoint, also performed a meditation trick on the fungus, and his consciousness infiltrated into the other party's divine consciousness, and his heart and eyes opened, and he saw many memories of the fungus, from which he found out the stronghold of the Immortal Dao at this time. Led out Mu Qingming to continue his research, wanting to explore the leader of the Immortal Dao at this time from the memory of the fungus. Unexpectedly, at the moment when he touched the memory of the Immortal Dao, the fungus suddenly used a weak force to bite the poison between the teeth in his mouth and committed suicide by taking the poison. The memory of the death disappeared, and Mu Qingming's consciousness was suddenly forced out of his body, and the plan of the soul dementor to explore the other party's information was terminated. 】

At night, in the small forest where the Blessed Land Spirit Cave was located, due to the unfolding of the enchantment, the moonlight in the air could not penetrate at all, and the forest was still dim.

And after the spirit cave was sealed again, there was no night breeze in the forest, and it was even more quiet.

Mu Qingming's tired face was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans.

Whether it is his body and energy, or the true qi in his body, there is not much left at this time. Not only are the other dragon lockers very aware of this, but even Mu Qingming himself is very clear, if he continues to use the Mind Trick and absorb information from the other party's divine sense, he will faint from exhaustion. And in the following days, the side effects of the operation will make him feel sluggish and have a headache for several days.

But in the confrontation with the Immortal Dao, needless to say, Mu Qingming also knew that intelligence was very important; After all, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent is the only way to survive a hundred battles. After this time, he may not have the opportunity to obtain the information of the Immortal Dao so easily.

What's more, although the Mind Technique can easily probe the memories of the person who has been hit by this technique, it has a weakness, that is, it can only be used once for each person. After the caster steals the other person's memory, the person who has been affected by this surgery will also die from a burst blood vessel in the brain.

Even if the practitioner is highly cultivated, and the head of the person who is affected by the spell will shatter like a broken watermelon at the end of the spell; Therefore, the Mind Trick is one of the more cruel types of magic among the dragon lockers, and it is generally not encountered by the most vicious evil people and demons and monsters, and the dragon lockers generally cannot bear to abuse this technique.

It can be regarded as accumulating a lot of murderous lives for them who are destined to be born, and they can accumulate some virtue casually.

If Mu Qingming gave up at this time, the fungus would immediately burst the blood vessels in the brain and die. If you want to continue to search for information, it is simply impossible.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, forcibly persevered, and continued to perform the Mind Trick on the fungus. This time, his goal was to find the information of the Immortal Dao from the other party's memory.

Although it can be predicted that most of the current masters are Liu Yang, who can pretend, Mu Qingming wants to confirm his guess through the memory of the fungus, so that he can make future plans more accurately.

After making up his mind, Mu Qingming ignored the exhaustion of his body and the lack of true qi, and continued to perform the receptive technique. As a result, he was sweating profusely, and the front and back of the moon-white robe on his body were slowly wet.

Not only that, but the green tendons on the forehead are even more obvious, and even a few green tendons have erupted on the neck.

Mo Han was even more worried, but he didn't know what to do. Although the Mind Trick is the unique secret technique of the dragon lock people, among the dragon lock people in Kunming City, only Mu Qingming and Tie Hua can use this secret technique.

Mo Han and the others could only watch and be anxious.

In the consciousness of the fungus, Mu Qingming retrieved his memories again, and after looking at them one by one, he saw that one of the scenes was that the fungus was walking in the secret passage in the underground Changsheng Dao stronghold in the small stone forest, and the sound of heavy footsteps echoed in the empty dark passage.

After a while, Mu Qingming saw from the memory of the fungus that the fungus was standing in front of the door of a stone room, through the closed door, bowed, and said slowly: "Sect Master, I have something to tell you." ”。

Seeing this, under the excitement, Mu Qingming suddenly saw that the memory of the fungus in front of him was blurred, he could only see everything vaguely, and he couldn't hear the voice in his memory.

The rapid descent of the True Qi in Mu Qing's body made him lose the strong control he had over the fungus before. For a while, it becomes difficult to even absorb the memories of the other party, and only then can you see how vague the memories you take out.

Not only that, when Mu Qingming's control over the fungus was gradually weakening, the fungus suddenly found that the teeth in his mouth could move slightly.

And in a drowsy state, the fungus could vaguely sense that Mu Qingming was absorbing his memories. Although he didn't know what thaumaturgy the other party used, he also subconsciously realized that he couldn't let Mu Qingming continue. Most of the memories in his mind were the secrets of the Immortal Dao.

Not to mention that Fungus is loyal to the Immortal Dao and does not allow him to continue to be so indifferent, let's say that he is loyal and grateful to Liu Yang, and does not allow him to continue to do nothing.

The only way for the fungus to stop Mu Qingming is to use the highly poisonous poison hidden between the teeth; It was prepared by the fungus to prevent herself from falling into the hands of the enemies of the Immortal Dao and unable to save herself. Only by biting the outer skin of the poison and releasing the toxin to poison himself to death in an instant was the only way to stop Mu Qingming from continuing to ingest his memories at this time.

"I'm sorry master, the wood ghost didn't take it, and the fungus's life ended here." Groggy and groggy, the fungus moved her teeth slightly, exerted a small amount of strength in her body, bit the poison embedded in the socket on the back molars, and continued to think silently in her heart: "I really want to be with my master and see eternal life." ”。

Just thinking of this, the fungus, who had already taken the poison, slowly, slowly curled the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile in the darkness.

The toxin entered his throat and instantly flowed all over his body, and a trace of black-purple poisonous blood oozed from the corners of the fungus's upturned mouth.

Mu Qingming's consciousness, which had infiltrated into his divine consciousness, suddenly felt that a powerful force was coming, and after a blink of an eye, Mu Qingming's consciousness was forced out alive, and the moment he returned to his body, Mu Qingming's five fingers loosened, and he fell backwards to the ground, gasping heavily.

Mu Qingming's eyes were wide-eyed, and he looked directly at the crumbling fungus in front of him, and after his body tilted left and right, he fell to the ground with a bang.

Mu Qingming couldn't understand for a while, he didn't put away the meditation technique, but why was his consciousness forcibly popped out of the fungus's divine consciousness?

"Wood!" Mo Han squatted down and supported Mu Qingming, the expression on his face was even more anxious, and the worry between his eyebrows also increased.

In the dimness, Miaotian, who was also incomprehensible, flew from Ah Hong's side to the fungus who had already lost his breath, and when he reached out to probe the other party's upper neck artery, he carefully observed the expression on the other party's face.

After seeing the poisonous blood at the corner of the fungus's mouth, Miaotian's nose moved slightly, and a faint unique fishy smell came out of it.

And then I saw that the saliva oozing out of the bacteria along with the poisonous blood produced a few points of foam the moment it came into contact with the air.

Miaotian had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he suddenly knew what was going on. After slowly raising the finger on the fungus's neck, he turned his head to Mu Qingming and said, "Young Master, it's snake venom." He made a poison pill out of snake venom, hid it in his mouth, and killed himself by biting the poison when he was in danger. ”。

Prostration, weakness, and pale-faced Mu Qingming thought about it for a while, that is, Zhi'er's suicide, which made the memory of the fungus's death scattered, and only then did Mu Qingming's consciousness instantly pop out of the fungus's consciousness. Thinking of this, Mu Qingming suddenly had a headache, and the pain made him not only open his lips slightly and gasp.

"Wood." Seeing that he was sucking his mouth in pain, Mo Han was even more anxious but at a loss, not knowing what to do.

"It's fine." Mu Qingming waved his hand, staring at the corpse of the fungus that was slowly freezing in the dark, and suddenly felt awe of this opponent.

Mu Qingming knew that in order to prevent him from stealing the information of the Immortal Dao, she resolutely chose to commit suicide by taking poison. Although Mu Qingming would not choose to spare such an opponent, he admired him very much.

Fungus can resolutely give his life for the immortality of his companions, no matter how hateful such an enemy is, it is worthy of admiration.

"If I wasn't an enemy, I'd love to be friends with someone like that." Mu Qingming thought like this, so he said to Miaotian: "Inform Uncle Tiehua to bring the ghost city lord to come and strengthen the prohibition." ”。

Now he doesn't dare to use his divine sense anymore, and he will have a headache when he uses it; I had to leave the task of delivering the message to Miaotian......

After Zhao Liang thanked Tie Hua who fell in the courtyard again, he took his subordinates and escorted the immortal Taoists who had obtained the treasure, and went out of the small courtyard to the provincial police department.

He also took away the corpse of the immortal path that was killed.

Tranquility has returned to the surroundings, only the faint moonlight and night breeze still hovering between heaven and earth.

Outside the open small door, two figures flashed, rode the night breeze and floated inside, standing in front of Tie Hua in the courtyard, with a layer of dust under his feet.

Through the moonlight, you can see that all the people who come are bald, one old and one young. Among them, the younger one was cultivating in the Mu family that day, and he did not control the little ghost golden body for Mu Qingming, and he pit the demon path of Emperor Heli's mother.

Now he has taken refuge in Buddhism and has become an out-and-out empty man. The dragon lockers gave him the honorific title - Little Master. And the owner of the ghost city is called the master.

"The big and small masters are here, and they are still so punctual." Tie Hua spit out the smoke ring, turned his eyes to look at the ghost city lord, smiled and asked: "There are some treasures in this house, they are some elixirs of witchcraft, I don't know how much the master is willing to receive?" ”。

Under the night breeze, the old monk bathed in the moonlight, his hands folded, and suddenly * solemn. The next second later, what he said was not half solemn: "Then we have to see the quality, and we will negotiate the price." ”。 With the playful smile on his face, he looks more like a profiteer.

Tie Hua smiled without saying a word, turned around and walked towards the main room. After a while, he walked out with a wooden box, which was the medicine box that the old scholar had kept in the corner of the room.

The news that the old scholar is dead, Tie Hua has learned through the connection of his divine sense. Now that the master is dead and has no heirs to inherit his property, the dragon lockers are happy to pick up a leak and take it for themselves.

As Mu Qingming once said, they are a group of strange people who are trying to eat enough when they are subduing demons and eliminating demons.

Under the cold moonlight, Tie Hua lifted the lid of the medicine box, which was densely packed with porcelain bottles of various colors of different sizes, revealing them.

The lord of the ghost city picked up the porcelain bottles one after another, opened the stoppers one after another, sniffed the smell of the medicine in them, or shook out the pills, and looked at them carefully by the moonlight for a long time.

At this moment, Miaotian's thoughts were transmitted and drifted into Tie Hua's mind.

What's in the box? How to strengthen the ban? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.