[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that the old ghost kept his promise and handed over the bones of the golden crow. He thinks that Mu Qingming can destroy him and fulfill his last wish. But before dying, the old ghost also gave Mu Qingming a few words of bitter advice. And the Longmu clan, since then there is no living soul, and the clan has been completely wiped out. At the same time, the Immortal Dao is also continuing to act. A team they sent has entered the Chengjiang territory. The small courtyard of the Mu family was lively after dark. Mu Shan and Mu Luo rushed from their hometown in Heizhugou and saw the bones of the golden crow. After asking Mu Qingming about their experiences, Mu Shancheng talked about the matter of Yan Blood. 】

The sun gradually turned to the west, and slowly set in its daily home.

The sky is full of red glow, dyed red, indicating that tomorrow will be another good sunny day.

The bright sun will come as scheduled after a long dark night, baking the earth again.

When the glorious sunset becomes one with the darkness, the stars rise in the sky.

In the spring city, the lights are on, fading away from the liveliness of the day, leaving the peace and tranquility at night.

In the brightly lit courtyard of the wooden family, the invisible enchantment that shrouded the courtyard was also lively.

Mu Luo followed Mu Shanshan and rushed over from Heizhugou, but Mo Han was busy.

The father-in-law and mother-in-law finally came to visit, and Mo Han had to cook a few good dishes and entertain them well. And Tie Hua and Tie Aunt are also here, so naturally they want Mo Hanlu to cook.

In the lively courtyard kitchen, the kitchen knife chops on the cutting board, and the sound of knocking keeps coming.

There is also the sound of the dish falling into the oil pot, and I will often think of it.

Smelling the smell of meat, the cold spring, which was still having fun with Mu Shan before was no longer sticking to Mu Shan Shan all of a sudden, and ran down from the second floor of the West House as soon as he slipped away.

shouted in his mouth: "Mother Mo Han, Mother Mo Han." ”。

Happily towards the kitchen, he galloped away.

"This kid, do you love meat?" Mu Shan, who was in the pharmacy on the second floor, glanced back at the door.

In the patio illuminated by red lanterns, the cold spring has rushed by.

The smell of meat in the kitchen had already wafted over and into Mu Shan's nose.

Mu Qingming on the side smiled and nodded: "Yes, I love to eat meat and grow fast." ”。

Mu Shan turned around and saw the thick smoke floating in the room.

Uncle Tie Hua's big smoking gun is also here, so naturally it is indispensable to be surrounded by clouds.

Tie Birch's puff of cigarette enveloped the room with a choking ethereal mist.

Through the smoke, Mu Shan looked at the table in front of him.

There is a long stone box on it, and the outer wall is carved with some exquisite patterns of the dragon lockers, such as the lock dragon, the fu dragon and so on. In the box with the lid open, the bones of the golden crow lie quietly.

There was no longer any golden light on its body, and it had already retracted into its bones.

The evil spirit in it is still so quiet, and the Buddha has entered a long sleep.

The material of this stone box, like the Taiping jar in the exquisite field, is carved from marble.

Mu Qingming didn't know how to take away the bones of the Golden Crow at first, but then he looked at the Taiping Jar and stepped forward to check it.

It was found that there was nothing in the stone jar, and there was no sign of a spell.

It can be seen that before, the Longmu clan used it to hold the bones of the golden black dragon, but they did not do anything to prevent it.

Mu Qingming recalled that the golden crow bones had suddenly become angry after they left the stone jar.

So Mu Qingming felt that it would be a problem with the materials used in the stone jar, so that the bones of the golden crow could maintain a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

So Mu Qing was lucky with Qi, holding the golden crow bone and letting it enter the stone jar.

Sure enough, after entering, the golden crow bone was quiet.

The fire and golden light are restrained, and after the quiet, they are no longer irritable.

But once it leaves the stone jar, the bones of the golden crow will become restless again.

Speaking of which, everything in the world always has mutual restraint.

Even Mu Qingming's Xuanyuan, doesn't he have his nemesis.

Therefore, Mu Qingming and they immediately decided that the kind of stone in the stone jar was the nemesis of the Golden Crow.

Mu Qingming saw that the stone jar was nothing more than white marble with black patterns. However, the Longmu clan, or the craftsmen of the Dian Kingdom, skillfully carved a lot of patterns in the black patterns.

Perhaps this is the nemesis of the Golden Crow.

Even if the golden crow is full of evil arts, he will only be restrained to death by this kind of stone.

Let him have the ability to do it, as long as he is in this kind of stone, he can't use it.

So, Mu Qing thought of Tie Hua's house, where there was a stone box that used to hold cigarette sticks.

It was also made of white marble with black patterns.

Therefore, he sent a message of his mind and asked Tie Hua to bring the stone box to him and retrieve the bones of the Golden Crow.

Now, the bones of the golden crow are still lying quietly in the stone box.

Before leaving, Mu Qingming pinched the trick. The talisman seals in the cave before took effect, bursting the rock wall, forming an underground collapse, so that the Longmu clan was buried in this underground that would never see the light of day.

Then cast a spell to split the ice crystals above the exquisite ground, as well as the jade and jade on the ground.

Under the jade and jade, there is an underground river.

Whether it was jade or ice crystals, when the water squeezed the cracks and poured in, the dragon lockers shrunk into inches and returned to their homes and returned to the small courtyard of the Mu family.

No one would know everything about it, and from that moment on, the Wooden Dragon Clan became a secret hidden underground forever.

"Indeed, back then, our ancestors did not destroy all the bones of the Golden Crow, and they were powerless, but I didn't expect that there was still a piece of bone that was taken away by the Longmu clan." Mu Shan, who was staring at the bones of the Golden Crow, said thoughtfully after listening to his son Mu Qingming tell all the stories and what he knew from the old ghost: "But since this bone can't be returned to Kunlun to prevent the resurrection of the Golden Crow, why didn't the ancestors of the Longmu clan bring it back to Kunlun?" But stay in central Yunnan? ”。

This question, Mu Qingming was also stunned.

But he didn't ask, it should be said that he didn't expect it, and he didn't have the opportunity to ask the old ghost.

After all, the old ghost was soon gone.

Mu Qingming just wanted to ask, but he didn't know where to ask.

"Maybe it was because we were afraid that our ancestors would attack again, so we left Kunlun temporarily with the bones." Mu Qing pondered for a long time, thought of this answer, and immediately said to his father Mu Shanshu: "Perhaps, their clan is not willing to resurrect the Golden Crow, but just wants to control the power of the Golden Crow to seek their own selfish desires." ”。

Mu Shan listened carefully and thought at the same time.

After his son Mu Qingming finished speaking, he nodded, and also let out a mum sound from his mouth to express his approval.

Or maybe it's all a mystery that will never be solved.

However, now, Mu Shan's attention is not on these things at all, he is just thinking about how to destroy the bones of the Golden Crow.

Then, after Yun Qi, he spread out the palm of his right hand, and slapped the palm against the bone of the golden crow.

Suddenly, a strong wind suddenly appeared in his palm, and it flew forward like a spinning iron knife, hitting the golden crow bone skull.

The turbulent air flow became clear, and the smoke in the room was blown away in an instant in the sound of the long howling wind.

Mu Shan's trick of controlling the wind is also the magic power of the dragon locker.

He can turn his true qi into a gale of speed, and the gale is as fast and fast as a blade.

If you can hit the target, you can cut it with a thousand cuts in an instant.

But at this moment, a surprising scene happened.

The gale full of true qi slammed into the bones of the golden crow, like a mud cow entering the sea, and disappeared without a trace in an instant. And on the entire golden crow bones, there is not the slightest damage, it is still very smooth, and the appearance and color have not changed in the slightest.

Mu Shan even sensed the true qi in the gale, and was also inhaled into the bones, and was instantly absorbed by the silent yin and evil qi in the bones and assimilated.

But the evil spirit in the bones still continues to sleep.

"It seems that ordinary techniques are useless for it." Mu Shan was still in amazement at Mu Qingming and Tie Hua, and when he looked at the unscathed Golden Crow Bone Bone Formation, he picked up the chair beside him that had been blown down by the strong wind and went down.

He lifted the hem of his robe, stilted his feet, and sat on his legs.

And Mu Shan's eyes were still staring at the bones of the golden crow. He continued, "It absorbs the power that hurts it, and it also allows it to be strengthened. ”。

In one sentence, one of the characteristics of the bones of the golden crow is said.

"So using brute force or force to destroy it can't be done." Mu Qingming was a little deflated and sat down.

"It should be." His father, Mu Shan, did not comfort Mu Qingming, an adult who was more than 300 years old, but told the truth truthfully.

"Let's think of something else." After a pause, Mu Shan said this.

"Our ancestors used the Heavenly Thunder to kill the Golden Crow, but they were unable to destroy the bones, perhaps because it could absorb power." Over there, Tie Hua, who had finished smoking a bag of salt, did not continue to draw another bag, but looked at the golden crow's bones, and said thoughtfully: "Maybe we can try to make a knife and axe out of marble and chop it to see." ”。

"Maybe it won't work." Mu Qingming was still a little discouraged, and said in frustration: "Uncle, although the exquisite ground is loaded with marble, if this method is useful, the Longmu clan has already used this method. This thing is harder than marble, so marble can restrain it, but it can't break its hard shell. ”。

When Tie Hua heard this, he also felt reasonable, and he had no choice for a while, so he laughed and stopped talking.

"Still, the last old ghost said that they used the blood to melt the bones of the Golden Crow, didn't they?" At this time, Mu Shancheng asked his son Mu Qingming again.

"yes, but it doesn't work." Mu Qing replied nonchalantly; Speaking of which, his mind was only on destroying bones.

This bone is a dangerous thing, it can no longer be circulated, and after a long time, if it is not destroyed, it will be a long night's dream.

Mu Qing wanted to destroy it as soon as possible.

After the words landed for a long time, Mu Qingming said again: "Maybe they have more directions, the fire blood is just a thing used to build divine weapons in the past, and the Longmu clan seems to want to use this to melt the golden crow, but it still failed, and we don't need to use their method." ”。

In Mu Qingming's opinion, his father Mu Shanshu suddenly mentioned this matter, as if he wanted to use the blood to destroy the bones of the Golden Crow.

"You stupid boy." When Tie Hua smiled, Mu Shanqian stretched out his hand and patted the back of his son's head, and said, "If you want to read more books before, but you just don't listen, can the blood of the fire only melt gold and iron and create a divine weapon?" ”。

Mu Qingming raised his hand and rubbed the back of his head, and shouted loudly, "Isn't it? ”。

"Young master, of course not, there are many more effects of flame blood." As he spoke, Tie Hua slowly stuffed his pipe into the pouch and slowly filled it with tobacco.

Mu Qingming was slightly stunned, then looked at his father, and then at Uncle Tie Hua, a little dazed and confused, and said, "Otherwise, can you still do it?" ”。

"That's right, the flame blood of the Holy Child Boy is indeed a very heavy thing, and it can smelt gold and iron." Mu Shan, who smiled, then said: "However, it can also restrain evil things." It is originally the nemesis of evil qi, which can smelt gold and iron, and can also eliminate the yin and evil qi in gold and iron, so that the quenched gold and iron are even purer. It's just that the yin and evil qi can also be destroyed by the blood of fire. Therefore, the direction of the Longmu clan's method is not wrong. ”。

"In the bones of the Golden Crow, there is already a strong evil aura. Perhaps because the evil qi is too powerful, the flame blood that should be able to restrain the evil qi is useless against the bones of the golden crow. ”。

After listening attentively to his father's narration, Mu Qingming said: "But the temper of the Holy Infant Boy is not small, and it is really unexpected that his flame blood has such an effect. ”。

"It's because of the blood that they have a big temper. Even if it is too rigid, it will not turn, and it is not sleek, it is normal. Mu Shanshu smiled again, and continued to explain to his son Mu Qingming: "In the flame blood, the pure yang qi is very sufficient, and the holy infant boy with the fire blood in his body is always a tendon, and there are no longer a few. ”。

"I see." Mu Qingming said with a slight chin on his head.

Tie Hua, who was opposite him, also sat down, lit the cigarette stick in his hand, and continued to swallow the clouds and exhale the fog.

For a moment, the room was once again covered in smoke.

"So, if we need to find more flame blood, can we destroy the bones of the Golden Crow?" Mu Qingming, who thought about it, thought about it and said, "Maybe it's the Longmu clan that can't find so much flame blood, and the quantity is not enough, so they can't destroy the bones of the Golden Crow." ”。

"Where are you going to find too much Flame Blood? Do you know how much blood is enough to destroy bones? Mu Shan, who laughed and laughed urgently, said happily: "My son is getting more and more stupid." ”。

"Yes, yes." Mu Qingming immediately became a little impatient, glared at his father, and said, "I'm just stupid." ”。

"Young master, the key point that the master told you is pure yang qi." Tie Hua, who was on the side, hurriedly explained to Mu Qingming: "The pure yang qi is also the nemesis of the Golden Crow Bone. ”。

Is Kiyama's guess correct? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.