Middle Earth, outside the city of Heyang, abandoned Yizhuang. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This Yizhuang was originally at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, not only Qin Mu, but also Zhou Zhou Xian put away the obscene look on his face, revealing a little sigh of revisiting the old place.

I saw him take the lead and walked in, and Xiaohuan and the wild dog followed behind him. Walking into Yizhuang, I saw that in the small courtyard, the grass and trees were desolate, and the messy fallen sawdust beams could be seen everywhere, and there seemed to be some white things shining in the grass. Xiaohuan's face turned a little pale, and he couldn't help but pull Zhou Xian's clothes.

Zhou Zhou Xian glanced back at her and comforted her in a low voice: "It's not the first time I've come, what are you afraid of, besides, this is also where your father lives, will he still harm us?"

Xiaohuan nodded, and his face improved a little.

In front of the courtyard is the gatehouse of Yizhuang, Zhou Zhou Xian stepped forward, only to see that the door was covered with dust, I really don't know how long no one has been here, he was silent, shook his head, sighed again, and pushed the door open.

"Squeak......" The wooden door made a screeching sound, and slowly retreated inside, a musty smell gushed out, and in the dim light, three coffins were placed horizontally, but the coffin lids were already scattered to the side.

The indescribable years are bleak, as if they are in this small room, and the gloom emanates out. The corners of Zhou Xian's mouth twitched twice, his face was gloomy, and he walked up slowly, not looking at the scattered coffins next to him, and walked straight to the sacrificial table where incense was originally offered to the spiritual seat, looking at the more than a dozen spirit cards on the table.

There was silence in the room, and no one seemed to dare to speak. Zhou Zhou Xian slowly stretched out his hand, picked up those spirit cards, slowly wiped off the thick dust on them, glanced at them, put them aside, and then went to find the next one, just like that, when he cleaned up the seventh spirit card, he saw the handwriting on the tablet that read "Aiko Zhou Xingyun's Spirit Position".

Zhou Zhou Xian stopped his movements, looked at the spirit card silently, stared at it for a long time, Xiaohuan slowly walked up, looked at the spirit card in his hand, his eyes were also a little moist, and said in a low voice: "Grandpa, put Dad's spirit card away!"

Zhou Zhou Xian let out a sigh of relief, his face was a little desolate, and nodded. Xiaohuan took the spirit card from his hand, carefully placed it on the offering table, then took a step back, folded his hands, respectfully saluted the tablet, and said in a low voice: "Dad, my grandfather and I have come back to see you again, thanks to you all these years, although my grandfather and I have wandered the world, everything is fine." I'll be back today to clean you up, and I hope you don't blame us. ”

After speaking, he bowed respectfully and bowed three times.

Qin Mu stood behind them, expressionless, looking at this Yizhuang, his brows furrowed slightly.

"This is the place of extreme yin you are talking about?" Although this place was a little weird, to Qin Mu, it seemed to be painless, not to mention that he had even come into contact with a monster like the Beast God that was completely generated by anger.

Zhou Zhou Xian touched the beard on his lips with a smile, looked at Qin Mu, and argued loudly: "What do you know? ”

Knowing that he was indeed not as professional as Zhou Zhou Xian in this aspect, Qin Mu nodded, turned his eyes to look at Xiaohuan on the side, and was silent for a while before he spoke: "Are you ready?"

Xiaohuan nodded, the braids on the back of her head rising and falling as she moved.

However, Zhou Zhou Xian seemed to be a little hesitant and opened his mouth, but he seemed to have a little hope, and he was a little helpless in the same place.

"Let's get started. ”

With these words, I saw that around Xiaohuan, a circular area with a radius of three meters, suddenly appeared a cyan arc of light, surrounding this little girl who closed her eyes and breathed.

The silent Yizhuang suddenly sounded the sound of the wind, as if someone, and then from the distant underground, slowly to the world.

Zhou Xian's eyes widened, and he looked around Xiaohuan without blinking, looking carefully.

Trembling, all the spiritual positions are trembling, and the sleeping soul is slowly awakening.

I saw that a trace of extreme pain suddenly appeared on the small ring, and the blue light on the ground was slowly dyed with a layer of blood, and there was a screaming sound in the air.

Qin Mu watched silently from the side, and at this moment, he didn't mean to make a move, but instead restrained his body's qi and blood, so as not to frighten the powerful ghosts here.

When the martial arts reached Qin Mu's stage, he began to walk out of the same constraints, but instead showed all kinds of magical places, for Qin Mu personally, he had faintly touched his next step.

But as far as martial arts are concerned, Qin Mu's path is far from the only feasible.

The spirit of martial arts is far from fighting for the sake of fighting, but to deeply tap a person's deepest potential.

Qin Mu, who comprehended the principle of the earth's endless life, had embarked on an unprecedented path of channeling the gods, and the seventy-two body spirits in his body at this time did not grow one day, slowly bringing him subtle but fundamental changes.

At this time, Qin Mu's body began to evolve automatically, and even for monks, his physical body began to belong to the category of non-humans.

But this method, when it comes to Xiaohuan, blooms very different flowers.

Xiaohuan is this woman, but it can be said that in the world of Zhuxian, the most talented person in physiognomy and ghost path, if it were not for the darkness, Qin Mu accepted her as a disciple, her cultivation in the ghost path in the future should not be underestimated.

She practiced Qin Mu's martial arts, and with Qin Mu's guidance, it was also a little faster than Qin Mu thought, but in three years, she began to open up the trick points and form seventy-two body gods.

But Qin Mu's hunch that day was not wrong, she seemed to be the natural inheritor of the name of "Houtu".

Her martial arts, at this time, have begun to turn into a path completely different from Qin Mu's - through yin and yang, to overcome grievances.

At this time, Xiaohuan was communicating with all kinds of powerful ghosts nourished by the evil qi of Qingyun Mountain here.

On Qingyun Mountain, I don't know how many monks have died, in addition to the people who have been invited into the ancestral hall, there are also countless people, and there are also some demon demons, who are also dead, day after day, they are attracted by this Yizhuang and gather here.

Once the sword of the immortal is opened, the evil spirit here will no longer be restrained, and this powerful ghost will escape and cause trouble in the world.

But in other words, the ghosts here are also the strongest in the world.

I saw that Xiaohuan's face began to flush, and it was slowly covered with a layer of iron blue, and even his breathing began to weaken.

Zhou Xian was startled, and he jumped up and rushed towards the aperture.

It is Qin Mu, who is also secretly carrying qi and blood, and the masculine power is hidden deep in the chest and abdomen, so he is ready to make a move.

Xiaohuan didn't realize it, and a golden light suddenly appeared on his face, illuminating this Yizhuang so brightly that even people two or three miles away could feel the warmth here.

I saw her eyes gradually open, and there were tears like dew on her long eyelashes.

"Grandpa, I see my father. ”

Zhou Xian, who rushed forward, was stunned for a moment, and then became furious: "This rebel, why don't you say anything to come and see the old man!"

Holding Xiaohuan's shoulders tightly with both hands, he asked, "What's wrong with him?"

As if pinched, Xiaohuan shrunk his shoulders and said, "He's very happy." ”

"Master, you're right, my father will always protect me in the future!" Xiaohuan turned his head and looked at Qin Mu on the side.

Qin Mu nodded, knowing what this little girl meant.

Xiaohuan's physical body is far less powerful than Qin Mu's, and even his qualifications in martial arts are not high, so it is very difficult to make the acupuncture points automatically generate body spirits.

But her ability to communicate with the ghost path allowed her to find another way, and she was able to combine the powerful remnant soul that she could transform into a body god with the seeds in the acupuncture.

Sometimes, this kind of powerful divine soul will also carry the power of supernatural powers.

This kind of existence, Qin Mu called it the Dharma Protector God.

Xiaohuan's nominal father was transformed from the chaos by her, turned into a protector, and stayed in her body. (To be continued.) )