[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that after Mu Qingming explained the ability of the spirit bead to Mo Han, Miao Tian and Ah Hong also successfully delivered the spirit bead to Tie Hua's house safely. However, Tie Hua, who was looking at the spirit bead, fell into deep thought. Tie Hua, who knew a little about the ability of this spirit bead, had an idea. Is it to use the spirit bead to resurrect his child Tie Bao first, and then use the spirit bead to make an array eye according to Mu Qingming's plan? Although Aunt Tie was moved by Tie Hua's plan, she quickly calmed down and resolutely opposed it, and finally persuaded Tie Hua to give up this ridiculous idea. On the West Mountain, Liu Yang, who listened to Chen Shan's analysis, was tossing and turning and couldn't sleep. 】

Outside the house, the wind was howling, tirelessly, and there was a long howl.

In the midst of the whistling, the rain fell from the sky, fast and urgent.

The changed sky finally began to rain again.

Under the dark night sky, dense raindrops fell one after another, forming a huge rain curtain, enveloping Kunming inside and outside.

Under the wind and rain, inside and outside the city of Kunming, there is cold and dampness between heaven and earth.

The wind and rain are getting louder and more urgent.

Aunt Tie in the room was stunned on the chair and didn't come back to her senses for a long time. His lips were open, but he never closed them again in astonishment.

Tie Hua didn't expect that his wife would react so much, and he was also stunned for a moment.

"How?" Seeing that Aunt Tie didn't speak, Uncle Tie Hua asked.

Aunt Tie remained silent and fell into deep thought.

On the tiles outside the house, water has begun to drip. In the midst of the rain, the sound of crackling falling water came and went.

Aunt Tie didn't think about it before, and used some methods to resurrect Tie Bao. After all, this Tiebao is also her son, the meat that fell from her body.

As a mother who was pregnant in October, gave birth once, and watched Tie Bao grow up day by day, for a long time after Tie Bao's death, Aunt Tie had the idea of trying to resurrect Tie Bao, lingering in her mind.

Even if there is a glimmer of hope, her Aunt Tie has not thought about bringing her child back to life. It's just that many of the techniques of resurrecting the dead are all evil arts, and all of them are crooked and heretical.

The cost of performing this type of thaumaturgy is too great to achieve the best results.

Let's take the corpse raising technique as an example, it is not difficult to resurrect the dead. It's a pity that the resurrected corpse is a living dead, and the whole walking dead is not a real living person at all.

It was just a walking corpse, not a real living person.

Moreover, this type of evil magic has a great backlash against the caster.

Most of the people who raise corpses have gradually become weak because of the long-term invasion of evil qi and corpse qi, and even some practitioners end up directly unable to see the light, and can only retreat in those caves deep in the mountains and old forests during the day, and they can't see the local life at all.

These various reasons made Aunt Tie think about it and feel that the matter of resurrecting her son was over.

Besides, the deceased has been deceased, and the couple finally pinned all their hopes on Mu Qingming, who was rescued by Tie Bao, and regarded him as Tie Bao.

Of course, Mu Qingming has never disappointed their two elders until today. For the two elders, although they are called uncles and aunts, they are also regarded as parents.

So slowly, Aunt Tie didn't think about resurrecting her son Tie Bao anymore. In addition, her son's body has long been incinerated, and Aunt Tie has long since lost the idea of these aspects.

If Tie Hua hadn't suddenly mentioned this matter today, Aunt Tie would not have been tempted to think about it anymore.

"Will this work?" After thinking about it for a long time, Aunt Tie looked at the jewel on the table and asked, "How can this bead resurrect people?" ”。

The beads were still lying quietly on the brocade, sometimes flashing with the seals, so that the power contained in the beads continued to lie dormant and sleep.

She asked so casually, but she stopped Uncle Tie Hua on the other side.

Yes, back then, Mu Shan only said to Tie Hua that he could regenerate certain things. But Tie Hua didn't tell Aunt Tie much about this, so Aunt Tie didn't know anything.

So, while Tie Hua began to load tobacco again, he told Aunt Tie about the ability of this spirit bead.

After listening to Tie Hua's words, Aunt Tie pondered again, looked at the son's tablet in the shrine not far away, and asked, "Didn't the old man tell you back then, can this bead resurrect people?" ”。

"I really haven't been told that explicitly." Tie Hua, who lit the cigarette stick on the candle flame, nodded without thinking, took the cigarette stick in his mouth and inhaled deeply, and after some swallowing the clouds and spitting out the fog, he said: "But he said at that time that this bead can regenerate certain things." Regeneration, maybe for the flesh, bones, and soul. ”。

As soon as he said this, Aunt Tie suddenly felt that her husband was naïve.

It is said that the old and the young, it is difficult for their husbands to live for more than 500 years, but they live like a child.

"Then the master himself doesn't know what he can do, why do you guess that he can?" After Aunt Tie sighed, her face was sad, and she said slowly: "I also miss my son, I miss our Tiebao." But he had already gone to ...... after all."

Speaking of this, Aunt Tie lowered her head and let out a soft whimper.

After a while, when she slowly raised her head, her eyes were already red, and she looked at Tie Hua opposite, and she was worried for a while.

"The child will not come back to life, this is something that we can't do to lock the dragon. We can't transcend life and death, and we can't control life and death, you know? Aunt Tie, who sniffed, looked at Tie Hua, and said slowly: "What's more, the old man was able to figure out the ability of this bead." This bead can really resurrect the dead, with the old man's character and the high hopes placed on our Bao'er, will he be willing to let our child die like this? Why didn't he take the bead out at that time? ”。

It's very helpless and powerless.

Tie Hua was asked by his wife again, and he was speechless and speechless for a while.

Indeed, the dragon lockers are not omnipotent. Just talking about Mu Shan's character, it's really not ordinarily good. For Tiebao's death, Mu Shan is also guilty to this day.

If this spirit bead can really bring the dead back to life, then at the time when Tie Bao is just dying, Mu Shanjun should take out this spirit bead.

After Aunt Tie said this, Tie Hua also thought of this, and hesitated for a while, wondering if this spirit bead should be used to satisfy his selfish desire to resurrect the child?

The frowning Tie Hua was smoking a cigarette stick, and Aunt Tie over there said again: "Okay wife, I don't think this matter is something that I am sure of." Let's not take any chances, and let's not dream of resurrecting our son. Besides, the young master is very good to us now, just like our own son, let's stop thinking about resurrecting our son. ”。

Aunt Tie moved her chair as she spoke, and after approaching Tie Hua, she reached out and grabbed Tie Hua's hand that was not holding the cigarette stick.

Tie Hua knew that Aunt Tie didn't care about her children, but this was not an accurate thing, and Aunt Tie didn't want him to take risks.

Thinking of this, Tie Hua no longer hesitated, let alone thought nonsense.

As soon as he pulled his hand away, he lifted it up and gave himself a big slap in the face.

After a crisp sound of "pop", accompanied by Aunt Tie's surprise jump, Uncle Tie Hua left a clearly visible red mark on his face.

"What are you doing?" Aunt Tie hurriedly sat down, and raised her hand to touch the red marks left on her face.

For a moment, Aunt Tie's eyes were full of pity and distress, as if the slap had been on her own face.

"I wake myself up and save me from thinking nonsense." Tie Hua finally stretched his brows, and after smiling, he stopped thinking nonsense, and he no longer had the idea of fighting the spirit bead.

The true qi in the body is running, and the red marks on the face are slowly dissipating.

"That's right, don't think about things that you are not sure about in the first place." Aunt Tie withdrew her hand, rubbed her eyes, and said, "Put away the beads, and follow the young master's plan." When he finds the other things needed for the formation, you and I will be ready to set up the formation for the young master. ”。

The wind and rain outside the house were even stronger, and the noise of the claming continued unabated. The iron birch in the room no longer hesitated and cranky, but suddenly brightened, and was not depressed because of the rainy day.

Now, Tie Hua was in a much better mood, and his heart was no longer blocked, so he nodded in response and said, "Okay, I will put this spirit bead away." ”......

The wind and rain were shaking, and the rain was pouring down.

Soon the land inside and outside the city became wet and damp. There was a hint of coldness again.

In the Changshengdao stronghold on the western mountain, it became even more humid.

In some of the passages, water has begun to drip from the ceiling.

This time on a rainy day, in the passage of the Immortal Dao, the inside of the secret room was like this, and when the humidity was heavier, the yin qi that filled the entire stronghold did not decrease but increased.

In such a situation, it is beneficial and harmless to the Immortal Daoists and those who cultivate evil arts.

Most of the congregants did not sleep tonight.

Except for those who stood guard everywhere, most of the disciples seized this time to quickly cultivate evil arts, and strive to make their Taoism go further.

Liu Yang, who was in his stone room, climbed onto his own stone bed and prepared to sleep.

But this Liu Yang, sleeping on this cold stone bed, was tossing and turning vigorously, and he didn't feel sleepy.

He kept thinking back to what he had said to his subordinate Chen Shan about the Dragon Locker before.

From the point of view of strength, even the number of dragon lockers who are not as good as his current Immortal Daoist is slightly higher than that of the Immortal Dao.

It is this fact that makes Liu Yang still tossing and turning tonight, and he has no sleep.

Back then, the power of the Immortal Dao was so great that it was completely dismantled by Mu Qingming in less than three or five years.

At that time, Mu Qingming did not have the Dao practice he has now, and the True Qi in his body has not yet become completely pure, which also makes their Immortal Dao be eaten away step by step, and a little bit of vital power is gradually wiped out.

And the dragon lockers before and after, they just lost one person.

Such a weak price made Liu Yang think about it, and he also felt that the Dragon Lock People were terrifying, just as their Immortal Dao ancestors said, they were not so easy to mess with.

What's more, now that the Immortal Dao has declined, Liu Yang thought about it and felt that judging from the current situation of the Immortal Dao, the people who dealt with the Lock Dragon should be more cautious.

Otherwise, it is very likely that the Immortal Dao will die in his hands Liu Yang. At that time, Liu Yang's own death is a trivial matter, and if he goes down in the future, how to explain to the ancestors and ghosts will be a big matter.

Thinking about this, Liu Yang, who was thinking wildly, didn't feel sleepy.

He couldn't sleep, so he tossed and turned in bed.

Turned over and turned over hundreds of times, the mattress under him was wrinkled, and Liu Yang still didn't fall asleep.

Not only did he feel completely sleepy, Liu Yang simply got up from the bed all of a sudden.

Liu Yang, who was sitting in the dark, was stunned, his eyes were a little blank as he looked ahead, and he fell into deep thought. In his mind, he kept recalling what Chen Shan said about the comparison of the strength of the dragon lockers before.

The more he thought about it, the more Liu Yang felt that only the evil soldier and his current body were not safe to deal with Mu Qingming and his wife, and he still had little certainty.

Thinking of this, Liu Yang settled down, got down from the stone bed, stepped on the cold floor with his bare feet, walked slowly, and came to the bookshelf behind the stone case, and after rummaging for a while, he pulled out a heavy scroll from it.

Liu Yang took the scroll, turned around and walked back to the stone case and sat down. At the same time, with a raised hand, a gust of wind rolled up in his sleeve and swirled forward, sweeping the wick of the oil lamp on the table impartially.

The yin wind blew through the wick and then dispersed, the wick crackled softly, and the spark jumped, igniting a little bean-sized fire, illuminating the stone case in front of Liu Yang.

He placed the heavy scroll in his hand on the stone table in front of him, and let out a muffled sound that was not too loud.

The book was so thick that it was the thickness of a fist.

It's not easy to turn over such a large volume.

There are no words or pictures on the cover, just a few brown spots.

Immediately after that, Liu Yang flicked his sleeves, and his hands didn't touch the book, but with a cold wind rolling up in his sleeve, this heavy book was opened all at once.

There was a clatter of flipping books, but soon the pages stopped moving. The sound of flipping books came to an abrupt end.

Liu Yang looked at it silently and looked at the open page.

On those two pages, rows of dense annotations and words were written in the secret language of their immortal path. It seems to be a record of some kind of evil magic practice.

Most of the secret words are black, and a few are red. Between those red letters, there was a faint blood.

And in the middle of the two pages, there is a very strange pattern. It was a series of black circles, one over the other, endless, and after a few glances, people who could see it were dizzy, as if those countless circles were slowly rotating.

On the six sides of the pattern, six various handicrafts are drawn.

Obviously, this is an immortal art that is not passed on to the outside world.

What is the effect of this evil art that Liu Yang said at night? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.