[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that Hongyu gave a Gu egg laid to Mu Qingming. It turned out that Mu Qingming had already found a way to invisibly weaken the strength of the native spleen. That is, the Gu egg was implanted into the spleen of the natives, in fact, after merging with the two and merging them into one, they continuously absorbed the power in the spleens of the natives, so that the Dao of Immortality would only get a defective product in the end. After three months of introduction, the Immortal Dao Yellow-clothed Sect took the native spleen and personally dedicated it to the sect leader Liu Yang. Mu Qingming's child held a feast on the full moon, and after sending off the guests who had eaten and drunk enough, when Mo Han and Mu Qingming were chatting, they inadvertently talked about Mu Qingming's plan to implant Gu eggs. 】

The wind and rain were shaking, and the raindrops of beans kept crashing into the West Mountain with the roaring wind like a madman. Try to use the weak bodies of the raindrops to cause some damage on the grass, trees and stones all over the mountains.

In the cracks beside the spring of the little black dragon, the clouds as thin as green smoke are constantly drifting out of the hole, obscuring all the scenery nearby.

The stone that rolled down from the cliff above quickly rushed into the mist, broke through the mist that was scattered under the gage, and fell straight into the Dianchi Lake at the bottom of the mountain.

The sound of falling water and rocks was completely drowned out by the sound of this wind and rain.

In the cave behind the crack, the excited Liu Yang not only had his fingers trembling, but even the muscles out of the corners of his eyes were also beating. His eyes were fixed on the small piece of intact native spleen on the table in front of him.

This is the same as the native spleen he saw three months ago on Happy Horse Mountain, in the belly of the ghost city lord who was disemboweled.

The dark red earthen spleen of the oblate oval exudes a powerful earth aura. It is the most powerful and tenacious aura in heaven and earth.

With it, Liu Yang has three spiritual energies in his body. With the addition of the upcoming ghost fetus wood ghost, all that remains is the fire demon.

Excited, Liu Yang's eyes also trembled, staring at the native spleen on the table, and he had already seen the scene when he opened an unknown door and obtained the treasure of immortality.

The yellow-clothed disciple with his hands hanging down stood aside, oblivious to Liu Yang's excitement in the fog when he looked at the native spleen. Just stared at the rain curtain between heaven and earth outside the cave not far away, and quietly listened to the roaring wind outside the cave.

These weathers are more interesting to the elderly.

On the contrary, Liu Yang's excitement was not interested. Moreover, everything was expected by him.

When he was painstakingly cutting off this piece of Turen Spleen, watching the Turen Spleen leave, and making the Turen who was supposed to be immortal suddenly lose his breath, the old man of the Yellow Cloth Sect had already thought that Liu Yang would be so excited.

"Get out of here, take all your research results and head to Guanwai immediately." Just when the old man was listening to the wind and watching the rain, Liu Yang finally suppressed his excitement, and after taking his eyes off the spleen of the native people, he fell on the yellow-clothed cultist beside him.

The yellow-clothed disciple was slightly stunned, then slowly turned his head, a hint of incomprehension flashed in his eyes, and said to Liu Yang: "But the original plan was not like this? ”。

The tone was very calm, but there was not the slightest surprise or reluctance or displeasure.

It's just a little puzzling.

"I don't know what's going on lately, I always feel that you are more exposed in Yunnan. Today's Immortal Dao is in decline, and the area that can be controlled is getting smaller and smaller, just such a small area on the West Mountain. If I want to try to restore it to its former strength, I need a hidden foreign aid, a strong foreign aid. Liu Yang picked up the Turen Spleen, felt the powerful aura of the earth contained in it, and said slowly: "The old branch hall no longer exists, so I need you to establish a new branch and become my foreign aid." And it's better not to be arrogant and develop slowly in secret. If I fail, you, and your branch will be our continuation. And you will be the next leader. ”。

On the face of the old man in yellow, a trace of surprise finally appeared. He didn't expect Liu Yang to make him the next sect leader.

Of course, when Liu Yang said these words, his tone was weak, and there was imperceptible worry in it.

Even though Liu Yang's face was calm, the old man in yellow could hear that Liu Yang was planning for the worst. And everything that came like a rainstorm outside the cave came from the fear in Liu Yang's heart.

"Is it because of the dragon lockers?" After thinking for a while, the old man in yellow asked softly.

Liu Yang didn't hesitate, tilted his head slowly, and said, "Mu Qingming, and his divine sword falling on the moon has always made me a little jealous. Now his little cub has been born again, and it is said that on the day of his incarnation, the purple gas in Shala Lane was filled. Although I can't see it with the naked eye, I can see the purple air in the city on the west mountain. The stars were dim in the purple light. It is said that more than 300 years ago, when Mu Qing came into the world, the entire black bamboo ditch was also filled with purple gas, and all beasts roared together. In the legends of the dragon lockers, such a child is the reincarnation of the god of war and the natural nemesis of the evil dragon. ”。

Liu Yang spoke very slowly, as if he was not willing to mention this matter at all.

"How could you believe in an ethereal legend?" The old man looked at Liu Yang's eyes, and suddenly a trace of contempt and disdain flashed.

"I have to believe that because the evil dragon under the feng shui array in the city has become weak with the birth of this little cub of the Mu family." Liu Yang sighed and said, "On that night, the big array and this little cub sensed each other, and almost drained the dragon qi of the evil dragon. ”。

"Sss The old man's face was full of surprise, and after gasping for air, he said in surprise: "Is there such a thing? ”。

Liu Yang didn't answer again, just silently tilted his head slowly.

"And as far as I know, the Dragonlockers claim to be descendants of the Protoss, claiming that their ancestors were illegitimate children of gods and humans. In their ancient mythology, there is such a prophecy, when the descendants of the gods and the demon race are united, the heavens and the earth will begin to dim because of evil. But when their children came, the heavens and the earth were completely evil and dark. When this child grows up, the evil of heaven and earth will collapse and will dawn. Probably this is the meaning, although I haven't understood the mystery at all, but I always feel that the prophecy of darkness and no light is also related to us. Liu Yang paused, and then said to the old man: "So I have to prepare for the worst." ”。

The old man in yellow pondered.

After a long time, he nodded and agreed to Liu Yang, and said, "I will leave tomorrow, and then go to Guanwai to carry out the next step according to your plan." ”。

"You're going to stop by the Taiyue Mountains, which is the origin of the Dragonlock people. It is said that there is their holy place in the mountain, the ancient holy land, which is the holy place rewarded by King Yu. This legend is recorded in it; After helping me find out, he sent me the results to the flying pigeon. Liu Yang took the native spleen into his arms and walked slowly away in the wind and rain outside the cave.

"Okay." As he passed by the old man, the old man answered.

When he reached the entrance of the cave, the old man continued, "Whatever you plan, you'd better find something to do for Mu Qingming during your dormant period; This will distract him from staring at us all the time. ”。

"Thank you." When Liu Yang said this, he had already stepped into the rain and fog and disappeared from the sight of the old man in yellow......

The next day, late at night.

After the rain, the night was still a little cold. There were still a lot of leftovers on the tables and chairs in the small courtyard of the wooden house, and I didn't have time to clean it up.

Today, it is the full moon of Mu Qingming's son Mu Yunle, and he invited many friends Mu Qingming made in the city to have a feast. Old Man Gong and Miss Gong, Qi Gao and Mrs. Qi, and even Lin Wanyin, who was far away in Xicheng, also rushed to Spring City. Of course, Zhao Liang is also indispensable. Now, the dragon lockers in the courtyard of the Mu family are busy.

Mu Shanjun and Mu Luo also made a special trip over. But after the banquet and saw off the guests, he hurried back. It is said that Weiyuan County in Sichuan suddenly appeared a self-named "White Crane" god stick, and created the so-called "consistent innate avenue" mixed with Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism in Sichuan, which is like a hodgepodge of stewed sects. There is also a propaganda everywhere that "the catastrophe is coming, and the sea will become a mulberry field." Channels are exempt. "Wait.

Mu Shan has always been curious about how such a god stick dares to say such wild words, so after thinking about it for a long time, he decided to visit this god stick's house at night to see what is going on. So I couldn't even stay overnight, and I couldn't wait to rush back.

"Feelings, you sometimes, you are always curious about some inexplicable things, inherited from your father-in-law?" Mo Han, who sent away her in-laws, walked to the main house, and said to her husband Mu Qingming with a smile: "What other white cranes do you want to see?" Didn't you raise a lot of them at home? Do you still need to watch it? It's just a magic stick in a turbid tire, and I don't know what's there to see? ”。

Not to mention, the cold complexion of the confinement is not bad. The face is also delicate and ruddy and shiny; This is thanks to the elixir of Miao Yu, and the reason why it is good to eat.

It's just a little dark circles, and it seems that I haven't slept well. It seems that the kid of the Mu family is also very noisy at night.

"Maybe." Mu Qingming, who was in a better spirit, nodded without hesitation and said, "My father is just curious about what this so-called Mr. White Crane is capable of." ”。

"Then do you say that your son's name is a happy music, or a music of music? I never figured this out. Mo Han then sat down beside Mu Qingming, and immediately frowned and asked, changing the topic: "My father-in-law didn't say it clearly, so he wrote a name." ”。

Anyway, she wasn't interested in that magic stick, so she simply took out the ink treasure left by Mu Shanshu from her sleeve, and the name of their son was written on the red paper vigorously and heroically.

"Happy joy. When it comes to our son's generation, the Mu family is a cloud generation. So my father simply gave him this name, taken from Li Taibai's Shu Dao Difficulty: Although Jincheng is Yunle, it is better to return home early. Mu Qingming lifted his teapot, like a pedant in a private school, shook his head and said, "My father is hard-working, this is to tell us to quickly kill the Immortal Dao and go back." ”。

Outside, the wind picked up and there was a soft whirring.

Their dragon lockers are still cleaning up the mess in the courtyard.

Mo Han in the main room silently looked at his son's name on the red paper in his hand, and showed a satisfied smile.

After a long time, she put away the red paper and said to her husband: "When I was confined, I really had nothing to do and read those evil books of the Immortal Dao. I found that one of the alchemy techniques you once noticed was that the ghost man's method of making it requires a native spleen. In this way, the Gu eggs you implanted in the spleen of the native people, won't they melt with the fire? ”。

Mu Qingming drank tea leisurely, staring at the open door, under the faint red light emitted by the red lanterns, the busy figures of the dragon lockers cleaning the courtyard, as if they had not heard the conversation of their wives at all.

After knowing for a while, Mu Qingming said slowly: "I bet that Liu Yang will not take all the local spleens to alchemy at all." ”。

How did Mu Qingming know Liu Yang's secret? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.