[The book continues from the above, the last book talked about the belief of the old pedant, and he made a dying wood, and created thirty-six to strong blood qi obscurity, and he wanted to break the battle with Ah Hong again. And Mu Qingming wanted to push the boat down the river, let them break the ban first, and see if the aura in the spiritual cave in the blessed land could cultivate the qin and govern people, so he let it go first, and let the old scholar and Ah Hong break into the formation again, and paste the blood and qi obscurity on the ban. Draw out the Dharma ban is broken, the aura in the spiritual cave is exposed, Ah Hongda is overjoyed, and is about to ingest the aura, but he doesn't know that the old pedant behind him is full of murder, and he wants to plot Ah Hong, and take the aura as his own. And the praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches were behind, Mu Qingming suddenly appeared with the dragon lock people, and at the last moment, he rescued Ah Hong. 】

The temperature in the forest rose with the gloomy wind, and plummeted as the red light on the blood qi charm flickered. The faces formed by the gathering of the bad qi rising from the talisman seal kept screaming, letting out a terrible scream, and the expression on his face was even more painful. And there are more and more cracks in the prohibition of Buddhism.

The golden light was dim, and those Dharma prohibitions were obviously down.

The obscurity brought by the blood qi charm continued to invade the prohibition, and the golden light on the Dharma prohibition had completely dimmed after a while.

Of course, when all the golden light dissipated, only the striking cracks were left on the gravel in the forest where the prohibition was located. And the blood qi obscurity charm also dissipated with the red light, and the obscure qi receded, slowly sinking into the ground.

The forest was once again dim and quiet, and even the sound of the wind was gone.

The yellow paper faded away, and the rune paper slowly fell from the stones, falling between the rotten leaves and dead branches on the ground. The smell of blood on the rune paper also soaked into the cracks on the stones in the forest, and it didn't go away for a long time.

The first prohibition has been broken, and all that remains is for Ah Hong to break the second prohibition that is clinging to the Blessed Land Spirit Cave.

The old pedant seemed to be very tired, and sat down on the ground in vain, sweating profusely, and his face was pale than before. His righteousness was already weak, and even his lips had begun to turn purple and blue, and he was still trembling.

"It's your turn." When Ah Hong was about to come to help him, the old pedant who had breathed a little bit waved his hand, and Ah Hong said angrily: "Quickly break the ban and put your guqin on the spiritual acupoint, you can absorb the spiritual energy and repair the guqin." ”。

Ah Hong was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes flashed with gratitude. After a little hesitation, he still followed the old scholar and didn't help him up, just turned his head a little, turned his back to the old scholar, stood facing the blessed spiritual cave, and took a deep breath.

He carried the guqin on his back, and suddenly trembled slightly; The old pedant's right hand also touched his left sleeve at this time.

He stared at Ah Hong's eyes, and there was a murderous aura that was even colder than the air around him, and it disappeared in a flash.

He wanted that aura, but he just used Ah Hong; As for Ah Hong's gratitude, it is all Ah Hong's own simplicity. A hundred-year-old wood ghost is not as shrewd as an old man who is nearly 100 years old, which shows that IQ is sometimes really not proportional to age.

Ah Hong squatted down on the edge of the Blessed Land Spiritual Cave, spread out his hands and pressed his palms against the ground, pressing on the Blessed Land Spiritual Cave. Then he saw his right hand raised high, and when it was raised above his head, it was clenched into a fist.

On the back of Ah Hong's hand, rattan with the thickness of a finger sprouted out from under his skin like a bud that broke the earth.

The blue light appeared between his five fingers, and in an instant, the entire right fist had turned into a piece of turquoise under the green light.

The next second later, Ah Hong's raised fist fell with a strong wind!

As soon as the fist hit the ground, the earth trembled. With the strong wind that fell with his heavy punch, it swept up the fallen leaves and dead branches on the ground beside Ah Hong, lifting them into the air, and kept spinning and rising.

Immediately after, where the fist fell, there was a "click" sound. Looking at the place where Ah Hong's fist fell, I saw that the ground was like ripples of water, and it kept swinging waves that were visible to the naked eye. The vines that grew on the back of Ah Hong's hand took the opportunity to plunge into the soil at hand like the roots of a long-whiskered tree, expanding with the wind, cracking the ground covered by the air waves.

The last prohibition shattered as the qi wave stirred up. The vines on the back of Ah Hong's hand squirmed and contracted, and when he withdrew under the skin in his hand, the ground where the fist fell was cracked, and the heaven and earth aura attached to the blessed land spirit cave to form a ban was like broken glass, and it was like a broken glass that cracked horizontally, extending out in all directions, clearly visible.

Immediately after that, the aura of heaven and earth that gathered but did not disperse dissipated, and the blessed land spiritual cave hidden underground was revealed, which was invisible to the naked eye, and the aura that flowed endlessly like a whirlpool was also exposed to the deep pit on the ground that was revealed with the collapse of the earth.

The aura rotated, making the wind in the forest strong and non-stop for a long time. The dead leaves in the forest do not fall, and the grass and trees sway. Ah Hong and the old scholar's robes were all lifted up in the strong wind, and it seemed that their thin bodies seemed to have swelled a lot in an instant.

The gaze of the old pedant, without hesitation, bypassed the flying roll of his sleeves, and the inspiring Ah Hong, looked at the aura that seemed to have been rotating since the beginning of heaven and earth, and his eyes flashed with a strange light.

There was a strange excitement and excitement, which made him tremble all over his body, from every inch of his scalp to his toes.

Ah Hong stood up and stared at the endless thick aura in front of him, but in the deep pit with a diameter of about one zhang, the whirlpool of air currents kept spinning, and his face was full of joy.

But he didn't notice that the old scholar behind him stretched out his left arm and lifted it up from his right hand, and the cuffs were already aimed at Ah Hong, who had taken off the guqin on his back.

"Goodbye, little fool." When the old scholar opened his lips slightly, and spit out a muttering softly, the index finger of his right hand flicked lightly to his arm, and there was a little chill under the cuff of his left hand, which shot out like thunder, mixed with the strong wind and let out a long sharp whistle, shooting straight towards Ah Hong's back.

"Ah, Hong, be careful." The guqin, which was heavily wrapped in cloth, shouted a sharp exhale.

But it was too late, and just as he blurted out urgently, the cold light that shot out of the old pedant's sleeve was only an inch or two away from Ah Hong's back. At the lightning speed of this material, it can pierce Ah Hong's back in the blink of an eye.

At the last moment, a white light as white as snow flashed in the darkness, blocking Ah Hong's back impartially, blocking the cold light that ejected from the old pedant's sleeve.

The old scholar looked at it in astonishment, but saw that the white light that flashed out was nothing more than a plain white long cloth, or a long sleeve embroidered with flowing blue silk thread.

With a crisp sound, sparks flew on the long sleeves, and the cold light in the old pedant's sleeves hit the long sleeves, but as if they had hit hard steel, they bounced off suddenly, spinning and flying in mid-air.

Ah Hong, who turned around, fixed his eyes and saw that the cold and murderous thing was a sleeve arrow with a short shaft and a heavy arrowhead.

Looking at the other side of his side, the two people who blocked him from breaking the ban three days ago, Mu Qingming and Mo Han, walked out of the darkness slowly with two strangers that Ah Hong had never seen. And the long sleeves that helped Ah Hong block the sleeve arrows came from Mo Han's sleeves, and at this time, the sleeve arrows were blocked, and the long sleeves had already been withdrawn by Mo Han.

The old scholar and Ah Hong's front feet had just arrived here, and the dragon lockers followed with their hind feet. It's just that he has been hiding his body with a concealment spell, and after quietly unfolding the enchantment, he quietly watched and waited on the side.

It wasn't until the old pedant had a killing opportunity that Mu Qingming asked Mo Han to save the wood ghost Ah Hong.

"Old man, you're not kind." Mu Qingming, who was standing between Ah Hong and the old pedant, glanced at Ah Hong, who was still frightened, turned his head to look at the old scholar on the other end, and scolded angrily: "Why are you more and more shameless the more you live, and you still play sneak attacks from behind." ”。

Ah Hong was completely stunned, all the changes came too quickly, which caught him off guard and didn't know what to do. He looked at the murderous old pedant in his eyes in a daze, and stopped talking for a moment before he asked, "Why?" ”。

"Because I'm going to live." The old scholar was no longer panting, and when he got up from the ground, he exuded the coldness that only took three or nine days, and his eyes looked directly at the aura behind the wood ghost Ah Hong, and an insatiable greed immediately appeared in his eyes: "I'm dying, I must live by this aura, I can't die." ”。

"If you want to live, you have to kill him, what kind of bullshit logic that hits your head and butts!" Mu Qingming snorted coldly, and looked at the old pedant, his eyes full of disdain.

"No one knows, what the effect of this aura is? What if he repairs the guqin with Reiki, which depletes the Reiki and I can't live? The old scholar looked away, glared at Mu Qingming viciously, and scolded in a deep voice: "What qualifications do you have to reprimand me? Aren't you here to get the aura? ”。

In the woods, the strong wind is still rushing away, and the dead leaves raised are not falling in the air.

Although it was reasonable, the old scholar still felt that Mu Qingming's body had a powerful power. Although this power was dormant at this time, the old pedant's sixth sense told him that once released, this power was enough to destroy the world.

Mu Qingming is not someone he can afford to mess with; The old pedant secretly told himself that this aura had to be outwitted.

Mu Qingming sneered again, shook his head silently, and then returned lightly: "I really didn't come here to absorb the aura, but this aura can't let you continue your life, it just maintains the energy of the feng shui array in the city, and it's not a panacea." ”。

Even if this old pedant was too selfish, Mu Qingming still didn't want him to get involved in the aura in that leyline. Mu Qingming, who opened his eyes, could see that the meridians in this old pedant's body were no different from ordinary people.

After the meridians have been cultivated, Mu Qingming, who is tempered by the aura of heaven and earth every day, when he uses this aura to regenerate his demonic aura, he still has to use the ancient magic technique performed by Emperor Heli to barely withstand the damage caused by this aura.

And even so, there is a half chance that Mu Qingming will be washed by the aura and the meridians of his whole body will be broken, and he is just gambling. How can this aura be so powerful that an ordinary person like an old pedant can control it?

"Stop, there are things in this world that can't be tampered with, let alone try to take it for yourself, this aura is not something you can control." Mu Qingming put away his anger and tirelessly persuaded the old pedant.

"It's full of nonsense, if it's useless, why are you here!" The obsession of the old pedant drove him not to believe Mu Qingming's words at all.

His eyes widened, and when he looked at Mu Qingming, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and his gray and black eyes were even more hideous, which made Mu Qingming and the others, who were accustomed to seeing the crooked ways of evil sects and demons and monsters, all feel a slight chill in their hearts at first glance.

Will the old pedant get Reiki? What are the consequences? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.