[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that after the old scholar and Ah Hong broke the ban together, the old scholar wanted to take the opportunity to plot against Ah Hong and take the aura for himself. I never thought that Mu Qingming led people to kill secretly, saved Ah Hong, and disrupted the old pedant's plan. Under Mu Qingming's patient persuasion, he did not change the old pedant's mind, but made the old pedant's obsession increase instead of decreasing. When the persuasion was ineffective, Mu Qingming had no choice but to do it. As everyone knows, the old scholar still has a hand, and he instantly fixed Mu Qingming and the others. Mu Qingming and the others were stunned, and they could only watch as the old scholar walked towards the Blessed Land Spirit Cave, jumped into the spiritual energy whirlpool, and was instantly overwhelmed by the powerful spiritual energy. 】

The powerful whirlwind in the woods continued to blow the dead leaves on the ground, lifting them into the air, blowing away the rancid stench that emanated from them, and bringing a burst of lifeless air among the grass and trees in the forest.

In the darkness, the fungus that secretly followed the old scholar and them to this place was hiding not far from Ah Hong, in the trunk of a vigorous and powerful ancient pine tree, and its body and breath were completely integrated with the brown trunk.

One of his eyes, right on top of a scar on the trunk of the tree, stared at Ah Hong, who was still stunned in place, unable to believe that he had been used, staring at the other party.

Whether it's the obsession of an old pedant, or Mu Qingming's obsession, the fungus doesn't care, and she's not interested at all. His target is the wood ghost Hiroshi. Of course, it's not bad to be able to get an aura that is exposed to the air and without the protection of the prohibition.

But the premise is that let Mu Qingming and their group of dragon lockers fight with the old scholar first, and then the fungus can benefit the fisherman.

Looking at the old scholar not far away, his eyes were full of vigilance and anger when he looked at Mu Qingming. The bloodshot old pedant, with green tendons slowly rising on his forehead, also made the fungus look at it, and his heart was also terrified.

"Lies, all lies." The old scholar paused, and while wary of Mu Qingming and them, he said in a deep voice: "This aura is obviously something that can make the plants and trees in the city vibrant, and it will definitely make me vigorous and youthful after I continue my life." ”。

"Why don't you listen to it, the evergreen grass and trees in the city are due to the climate, and the aura only maintains the normal operation of the feng shui array in the city, making the city a treasure land with excellent feng shui. So that the yin and yang are intertwined, and the aura is comfortable, so people are prosperous, and Baifu comes to welcome, and people live in it, and the young and old are strong. Mu Qingming sighed, shook his head, and then tirelessly persuaded the old scholar: "In addition, this feng shui array is nothing more than to let the mountains in the city get water lively, the water is beautiful, the city has mountains and rivers and Zhong Lingyu is beautiful." The main purpose is to protect the people, protect the eternal existence of the Chinese rivers and mountains, and the auxiliary role of our Chinese Han people who will never be wiped out for thousands of years. How is it possible to give people a life? ”。

"Even though the aura that operates the Feng Shui Great Array has some other magical features, it is not a life-sustaining elixir." After a pause, Mu Qingming added to the old scholar: "What's more, your body is no different from ordinary people, and you can't withstand this powerful aura at all. ”。

"Nonsense. The large array that Wang Zhanhai spent eight years laying out could only have such a vulgar effect. When the old scholar heard this, the green tendons on his forehead were even more obvious, and he immediately yelled at Mu Qingming with his fists clenched: "Making up such a story, and saying that I can't bear the power of the aura, it's just that I want to take advantage of my unpreparedness and take the aura for myself, what qualifications do you have to accuse me!" ”。

Under the echo of the roar, Mu Qingming saw that the stubbornness on the old man's face was getting heavier and heavier, which made Mu Qingming sigh again, his face was somewhat helpless, and he sighed secretly in his heart: "I'm really not very good at persuading others." ”。

"Wood, stop talking nonsense." Mo Han tugged at Mu Qingming's sleeve, stared at the fierce old pedant, and whispered to Mu Qingming: "This kind of person has become incorrigible from obsession; The best way is to knock him unconscious, take him away, and then persuade him slowly. ”。

"Hmm." Mu Qingming didn't refute, nodded in response and stepped forward, the soles of his shoes fell to the ground, stepping on the dead branches and fallen leaves in front of him, and making a creaking sound: "I'll do it myself, you guys take care of that little wooden ghost, don't let him be troublesome." ”。

As soon as he finished speaking, the old pedant had already started in advance. The old scholar quickly raised it, and in an instant, his hands that were horizontal in front of his chest formed a handprint with ten fingers facing the sky and the roots of his palms against each other.

When the handprint was formed, the bad luck and blood that had just been printed on the cracks in the stone in the forest became rich again.

In an instant, the underground gathered but did not disperse. In an instant, the bad luck quickly solidified and broke through the ground. Immediately after that, it formed a series of tough ropes, and they were wrapped around the hands and feet of Mu Qingming and the other dragon lockers and Ah Hong, and the news was as fast as lightning.

When these bad luck qi entangled Mu Qingming's hands and feet, everyone couldn't move.

The fungus who was secretly watching the excitement on the side took a closer look, only to see that under the entanglement of the bad qi, Mu Qingming and their muscles were not only stiff, but even the qi in their bodies had stopped circulating.

Seeing this, Fungi couldn't help but sigh secretly in her heart: "Such a powerful fixing method, even the people who are in the middle of the art can't mobilize the internal breath and qi, and this Li Qing's father is not an idle person." ”。

At the same time, the fungus looked at Mu Qingming and couldn't move for a while, and her heart was extremely excited. It's rare to see the sworn enemy of the Immortal Dao so embarrassed, if it weren't for the fact that he was hiding his whereabouts, the fungus really wanted to laugh a few times.

"You know what? What do you know? Just when the fungus was secretly happy, the angry old scholar gasped a few times, and roared at Mu Qingming and them in an almost roaring manner: "I'm sick, and I'm running out of oil, but I can't die yet." ”； As he spoke, his daughter and wife came to mind again.

Under the howling wind, the old pedant, who sounded as if he was talking to himself, finished speaking, and immediately bent down and coughed violently.

When the old scholar hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand, a mouthful of blood had already spurted out of his mouth during the cough, staining the palm of his mouth red.

Immediately afterwards, his gaze became cold again, and when he stopped coughing, Huo Ran raised his head, looked at Mu Qingming again, and said coldly word by word: "The aura must be mine, and whoever wants to stop me will die!" ”。

With that, the old scholar turned around and staggered towards Ah Hong, who was holding the guqin. The whole person walked and shook step by step, as if he would be unstable in his feet and fall to the ground in the next second.

Slowly coming to Ah Hong's side, the old scholar suddenly stood still, looked at Ah Hong with disdainful eyes, snorted weakly, and then stepped again, bypassing Ah Hong and standing on the edge of the blessed land spiritual cave.

In the midst of the wind, the old scholar stared at the aura that swirled like the wind in the deep pit, gathering into an endless whirlpool, and his eyes were full of excitement and light. The previous appearance of weakness was instantly improved at this moment.

The old pedant's whole body was refreshed, and after the previous exhaustion and coughing, and some of the sick looks, all disappeared at this moment.

"I'm going to be born again, I'm going to be born again." The old pedant repeated this, and reached out to remove the pocket watch that hung from his chest, and I held it in my hand. Then there was a "pop" in the old pedant's hand, and the lid opened, revealing the white dial and black hands.

The figures of his daughter and wife, echoing in his mind, became clear.

The jet-black hands in the pocket watch move one by one with the sound of ticking. After a while, the hour hand pointed to nine o'clock on the dial, and the minute hand and the second hand pointed to twenty o'clock together.

"Wait." Seeing this, Mu Qingming shouted loudly, and shouted as he gritted his teeth: "Break! ”。

The old pedant's half-hung Zhu Yu fixation technique couldn't trap him at all.

As soon as the words began, the True Qi that had been static for a moment in Mu Qing's body had quickly flowed, and at the same time, it shot out from his body like a gushing spring, and in an instant, it was like a sharp sword, cutting through the bad luck that trapped him and the others, and unlocking the immobilization technique.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Qingming jumped on tiptoe and flew towards the old scholar. In any case, it was also a life, and even though Mu Qingming couldn't convince the old pedant's obsession for the time being, he couldn't watch the old pedant die.

No one knew better than him how powerful the aura in that leyline was. With the body of an ordinary person, in such a strong aura, the old scholar will inevitably be torn apart by the aura. In the end, the old pedant will become nothing more than a pile of broken bones and minced meat.

But Mu Qingming was still a step too late; When he landed on the edge of the Blessed Land Spiritual Cave, the old scholar had already fallen into the swirling aura. In the blink of an eye, he sank into the aura like a man who fell into the water. The aura that ended spinning also drowned the old pedant in it at this moment.

Mu Qingming, who was stunned on the edge of the Blessed Land Spirit Cave, suddenly widened his eyes in the darkness, and there was a trace of horror in his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, he could clearly see that the old pedant, who had been submerged in the thick aura, had already shown a painful look, and even his facial features had become distorted.

These heaven and earth auras poured into the old scholar's body like a surging tide, flowing down every pore on the old pedant's skin.

As soon as the aura entered the body, the old pedant's body swelled, and even the meridians in his body were much more bulging than ordinary people.

Mu Qingming was shocked, and was about to squat down and pull the old scholar out of the spiritual hole that seemed to be a bottomless abyss and filled with endless aura, when he saw the old scholar snort in the aura, and then, in an instant, his body, which had swelled several times, exploded like a balloon that had expanded to the limit.

In an instant, the old scholar's whole body turned into countless pieces of minced flesh, and the swirling aura stirred the blood-stained flesh and bones, squirting them out of the spirit cave one by one, splashing into the air, and sprinkling a stinky rain of flesh and blood on all sides.

The world is red and stinky, weird and terrifying, genuine bloody rain.

After all, the old pedant still paid the price for his obsession.

Standing silently in the bloody wind and rain, Mu Qingming had a rare regret in his eyes.

"Little wood ghost, did you see that? It's not that I'm trying to hinder you maliciously, it's just that you can't control this aura at all, and it can't give you life. Mu Qingming glanced at Ah Hong, who was standing beside him, but had a complicated expression, reached out to catch a piece of minced meat that fell from the sky, and said to Ah Hong: "If you put the guqin in it, it will end up the same as the old pedant, it will only be broken into pieces of broken wood." ”。

Ah Hong was still silent, and at this moment, he didn't know what to say. And after experiencing the sudden betrayal of the old pedant, Ah Hong didn't know whether to believe Mu Qingming or not.

Ah, will Hong believe in Mu Qingming? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.