[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that Mu Qingming and other dragon lockers took out the bones of the golden immortal from the corpse and began to grind them into powder to prepare for use against Liu Yang. The corpse bone woman went to the Long Snake Mountain at night, and found an ancient tomb at the northern foot of the mountain, and entered it to see another mirror god. The Corpse Bone Woman, who brought the bad news, used the bad news to convince the mirror god to join the Corpse Bone Woman's side. I don't know what they're going to plan. In the blink of an eye, more than half a year later, large-scale wars broke out one after another. The dragon locker and the immortal path are also calm on the surface, but secretly the fighting and friction have not stopped. In order to ensure the final victory, on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Mu Qingming handed over the magic baby umbrella made with the Hundred Illusion Diagram to Jiaoyun. 】

The stars are bright, and the moon shines in the sky.

Mu Qingming stood in a bamboo forest with the light of the bright moonlight, looking at the lonely grave in the forest in front of him, silent.

The lonely tomb that stands in front of the wordless stone tablet is the tomb of the mirror god Jin Xian. Although there are no skeletons in it, it looks like a well-dressed mound, but Mu Qingming will often come here to pay tribute to this golden immortal.

Every time I came, it was late at night.

In the lonely bamboo forest, there was not the slightest sound. The bamboo leaves, which had long been scattered, were sprinkled all over the grave.

"Even if you come a hundred, a thousand times, she won't be able to come back to life." I don't know how long it took, a fishy wind suddenly appeared behind Mu Qingming, and an old voice came along with the fishy wind.

He turned his head to look away, and saw two dots of seeping green light in the moonlight coming from behind him, getting closer and closer.

With the help of the moonlight, Mu Qingming soon saw that after the two points of green light, there were silver dots, shining brightly, wanting to compete with the moonlight.

A black-scaled python quickly crawled to his side, coiled its long body, erected its neck, and on the top of the huge snake's head, two eyes glowing with turquoise, stared directly at the tall tombstone of the lonely tomb with a stone altar and an incense burner and candlestick.

The scales on his body shimmered slightly dazzling silver in the moonlight.

This black-scaled python is the python that Mu Qingming brought back from the mountain behind the Black Dragon Pond in the north of the city and under the Dingfeng Tower a long time ago.

Now the scales on its body have regrown, but the cultivation has suffered heavy losses, so it can only stay in the pot of Mu Qingming and slowly rebuild in the sun and moon. There is no shortage of food and drink, and there is no shortage of leisure. Mixed with the strange beasts and birds and spirits in it all day long, he is no longer lonely.

After Mu Qingming glanced at it, the black-scaled python said slowly to Mu Qingming: "The deceased has passed away, and the living are like this." ”。

Every time I spit out a word, there is a fishy wind in my mouth.

"You will say that if the Tao of Immortality does not die for a day, I will not be happy." Mu Qingming smiled faintly, took out a corbel from his sleeve, and threw it to the black-scaled python beside him.

The python raised its head and opened its mouth to suck it, swallowing a whole leg of the ox into its belly raw, without even chewing it.

Then, he spit out a small folded umbrella from his belly.

On the surface of the umbrella is a fantasy picture made of the scale skin of a black-scaled python, and the black scales can also reflect in the moonlight. However, the umbrella bone and umbrella handle are not made of green bamboo, but a kind of jade-like round and emerald green skeleton, which is cut and planed.

After drilling, assembling the frame, threading, and connecting in series, and finally framed the fantasy map, it became the treasure umbrella that is only more than two feet long and falls on the ground.

Mu Qingming looked at it in a blink of an eye, but saw that the water spirit in the umbrella was rising, and the breeze was hidden in the umbrella bones. Once it is used, the wind rises and the water surges, and there is no need to mobilize the seawater, and the water can flood the gold mountain again.

"You invited the water god of Dianchi Lake to inject the aura of water into it, and asked me to bless the umbrella bone with a treasure seal that can drive the spiritual power of the wind, so that although this umbrella is not a mortal product, it is also very powerful, and it has the ability to defy the sky." The black-scaled python looked away from the umbrella, slowly turned to Mu Qingming, who was looking at the treasure umbrella excitedly, and said worriedly: "If the master makes it, it is enough to match your falling moon." What do you want this umbrella for? ”。

"To my apprentice, the bright cloud who gave you elixir in the past." Mu Qingming said, leaning down and picking up the treasure umbrella.

When the moonlight shone, the handle of the umbrella glowed with a soft emerald green glow, and rippled with brilliance.

"Qingming, I suggest you don't rush it to that girl. Her cultivation is too low, and if she is robbed by the bad guys, this magic weapon will become a sharp weapon for destroying the souls of life. The black-scaled python immediately advised.

It has already regarded Mu Qingming as a friend, and it has nothing to talk about, and naturally it will not beat around the bush sometimes; Straight to say, never subtle.

"When I got the moonset, I didn't have the current cultivation of Kyaukyun. The moon has never been taken away, how can this treasure umbrella be taken away so easily? Mu Qingming asked with a smile and carried the treasure umbrella over his shoulder.

"I'll come back to see you in a few days." Mu Qingming said this, jumped up on tiptoe, and rushed straight into the sky. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into this bamboo forest where the moonlight scattered countless mottled silhouettes......

Mu Qingming, who came out of the sun and moon in the pot, arrived at the house where the copper kettle was placed, and heard the sound of firecrackers outside the house.

Through the carvings on the windows, you can sometimes see the night sky dyed purple and red by colorful ceremonial flowers.

Today, on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, it began in the Western Han Dynasty and flourished in the Sui and Tang dynasties. Houses are lit with lanterns of all kinds. In the streets and alleys, red lights hang high, and the whole city is brightened by these lights.

The small courtyard of the wooden family is also not listed, and the red light hangs high in front of the corridor. A poplar branch was inserted above the portal, and a pair of chopsticks were inserted into the bowl containing the bean porridge to make a sacrifice.

Mu Qingming, who left the pharmacy, walked towards the main house where laughter was playing.

When I entered the house, I saw that the disciples had already gone to see the lanterns and came back. Ah Hong, the leader, is giving Mo Han Miaoyu to them, dancing and telling them about the various lanterns they saw in the Yunjin Night Market.

Seeing Mu Qingming walking in slowly, he stopped.

Mu Qingming looked around the people in the house, saw the safe and sound Cold Spring, and asked Ah Hong with a smile: "You lazy ghost, it's rare to take your junior disciples to the night market to play, and you didn't take your Senior Brother Hanquan with you?" ”。

According to the rules of the dragon lockers, they are not ranked by age. Whoever starts early is the elder brother. Hanquan is earlier than Ah Hong. It's just that I'm still young and haven't started practicing yet.

"Am I not afraid of losing my senior brother?" Ah Hong, who laughed a few times, got up and sat down with Mu Qingming: "Master, you don't know, there are people coming and going in the Yunjin Night Market today. It's hard to find a place to put your feet. Even Aunt Hongyu, who has lived in the Yunjin Night Market for a long time, said that this year's war has started, and the night market is more lively than in previous years, which is very strange. ”。

"Be careful that Ruby hears it, and is going to beat you kid again." Mu Qingming smiled and said, "The Dian army is not fighting in central Yunnan; With that dragon vein formation, there has been no major turmoil and war in central Yunnan for fifty years, so it will naturally be more lively than the place where war broke out. ”。

"Where's the son?" After saying this, Mu Qingming remembered that he hadn't seen his son Mu Yunle, so he asked his wife.

"Go to bed early, the little one doesn't have our cold spring spirit at night." As he spoke, Mo Han reached out and touched the head of Han Quan beside him, and his eyes moved to Mu Qingming, which was placed on the umbrella on the table in front of him.

After looking at it for a while, he also saw the strong spirit of water and the spirit of wind contained in it, and asked, "The production was successful?" ”。

"Yes, I have secretly probed in the sun and moon in the pot, and it can be used handy, both offensive and defensive, it is a good magic weapon." Mu Qingming, who nodded, beckoned to the bright clouds on the small table not far away.

"I've been planning to make a magic weapon for you, but I didn't expect it to take almost half a year to make it. Since you are the only one who can drive the Hundred Illusions and perform the unfathomable illusions in them, the surface of this umbrella is made of the Hundred Illusions. When Kyaukyun walked to his side, Mu Qingming picked up the treasure umbrella and handed it to her without hesitation: "Make good use of it and be a good dragon locker who destroys demons and guards." ”。

Jiaoyun nodded again and again, but his eyes were fixed on the treasure umbrella in his hand, and he couldn't put it down.

As soon as your hand touches the umbrella, you immediately perceive the power contained in it. The other disciples also gathered around, looking left and right in curiosity, and their eyes couldn't help but show envy.

Mu Qingming, the master, is not lazy, nor does he mislead people's children, but this is the first time that the disciples have seen him give away treasures. For a while, Kyaukyun was the envy of Ah Hong's other disciples.

But you can't be jealous; Whoever let them be among them, Ah Hongben has his own magic weapon, and the other disciples can't use qi to resist things. Only Kyaukyun was able to use his qi to control things more than a month ago, urging the things around him to move as he wished.

Therefore, it is also deserved to be rewarded.

"Senior sister, how about trying the power?" The sound of firecrackers outside the house was still resounding in the night sky, and Ah Hong in the house was already working with Zhang Xiaosheng to encourage Jiaoyun to try the power of the treasure umbrella.

Their hearts are filled with eagerness and eagerness to try.

"I'm going to try it on the patio." Mu Qingming picked up his teacup, and said this when Kyaukyun cast an inquiring glance at him.

"Okay." The jubilant bright clouds, surrounded by other brothers and sisters, walked towards the courtyard.

Miao Yu and Mo Han also got up and followed. Although they are not young, they are only calm on the surface, and they are still like Ah Hong and their children, and they can't wait to see how powerful this treasure umbrella is.

After Kyaukyun stood in the courtyard, the other disciples, Mo Han Miaoyu and the others, formed a half-circle around her.

In the middle, Kyaukyun took a deep breath and clenched the end of the handle with both hands.

Under the lights, the scales on the umbrella shone brightly. The pattern in the fantasy map is about to come out. The clouds and clouds injected the true qi in the body, and the treasure seal on the umbrella bone and the umbrella handle shimmered with blue soft light.

After Kyaukyun's True Qi rotated around the umbrella a few times, Kyaukyun sensed the umbrella's response to her. Soon, in the hundred illusions on the umbrella of the treasure umbrella, there was a sudden sound of wind, like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests.

Kyaukyun lifted the umbrella above his head and unfolded it suddenly. When the umbrella surface is opened, a column of water erupts from the top of the umbrella and rises into the sky. As Kyaukyun's mind moved, a gust of wind also rose in the Hundred Illusion Diagram, twisting with the water column to form a column-like vortex, and the wind swirled around the water and rotated rapidly.

It is connected with the thaumaturgical water and sky of the dragon man who is the best of Kyaukyun, and it is exactly the same.

Soon, the column-like water rushed straight to the barrier above the patio. After crashing into the barrier, the golden light flashed on the barrier, and sparks burst out.

Everyone on the ground, except for Mo Han and Miao Yu, as well as Jiaoyun, who was concentrating on the spell, all stared at the swirling water column in the sky and exclaimed.

After a few moments, the barrier and the water column were separated. After all, the barrier was strong and indestructible. After the water column hit for a long time, it finally failed to break through the barrier, but shattered into water droplets, scattered like a shower.

"Strange?" Seeing this, the umbrella-holding Kyaukyun exclaimed.

Why did Kyaukyun exclaim like this? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.