"Mu Yi?" Hearing this name, Qian Bantong was slightly startled because he had never heard of it.
But when he saw Mu Yi take off his bamboo hat and reveal his true appearance, he still showed a hint of surprise, especially when his eyes fell on Mu Yi's hair and the time bamboo in his hand, there was a faint look on his face.
There is a kind of enlightenment.
"Mu Yi, Demon Dao Mu Yi?" Qian Butong looked at Mu Yi and said slowly.
If we say who is the strongest in the world today, it definitely does not belong to Mu Yi. Even if he is the most popular person in the world, it does not belong to Mu Yi.
Even though Mu Yi caused such a big disturbance in the world, after all, it was just a place in Henan, and compared to the whole world, it was still too small.
And not everyone's eyes are fixed on the ancient Yellow River Road. At least many people don't believe the rumors at all. Their eyes are undoubtedly more far-reaching, and they really look at the whole world.
In this case, Mu Yi was actually just a pebble thrown into the rivers and lakes. Although it caused ripples, they would gradually smooth out with the passage of time until there were no more traces.
But even if only a small number of people pay attention to Mu Yi, it is enough.
Although Qian Butong does not belong to this small group of people, he also knows that the demon who got the key to the Yellow River Ancient Road came to Cangzhou City. It is said that the demon is young and looks to be less than twenty years old.
Less than twenty, he is already a cultivator, and his strength is not weaker than that of a first-rate master. These few points alone are enough.
Therefore, after seeing Mu Yi, Qian Baotong vaguely guessed it. What's more, the news said that Mu Yi used a bamboo stick as a weapon. At this moment, wasn't the bamboo stick in his hand?
As for the fact that the money was not used, it was more because he was just an ordinary person and was not qualified to get involved in such a major political event.
"Demon Dao? The name is good, but I don't like it very much." Mu Yi smiled slightly, but also admitted his identity.
And Qian Butong's face became more solemn, and he did not despise Mu Yi because of his youth. No matter how credible those rumors were, just because Mu Yi came to him and was neither arrogant nor humble in front of him, he was worthy of him.
Looked at differently.
"It's just a name. You can change it if you don't like it, but if you lose your life, you can never get it back." Qian Boutong looked at Mu Yi and said. His words were almost a warning to Mu Yi, telling him to retreat in the face of difficulties.
Already.
It's a pity that Mu Yi has a reason not to retreat. As for what secrets the jade seal hides, he actually doesn't care and doesn't want it. He himself is in trouble because of the key to the ancient Yellow River Road, so naturally he won't get into other troubles again.
Trouble.
He has not forgotten the main purpose of coming to Cangzhou this time. After he recovers the jade seal and exchanges it for Mr. Mo, he will go to Tingyu Tower to find the answer.
"How will you know if you don't try?" Mu Yi said while looking at Qian Butong.
Qian Butong gave Mu Yi a deep look, and then said, "Okay, but before I take action, I also have a question. Is Taoist Mu willing to tell you?"
"You want to ask me how I knew the jade seal was in your hands, right?" Mu Yi said directly.
"Yes, Qian thinks he has hidden it very well and has never revealed any clues. How did he know that Chief Mu had just entered Cangzhou?" Qian Butong looked at Mu Yi and asked. This was also what he was puzzled about.
"Of course someone informed me," Mu Yi said.
"Who is it?" Qian Butong asked.
"If I say that I don't know who he is, can Lord Qianbao be trusted?" Mu Yi said. Although he really wanted to know the identity of the mysterious man, he couldn't guess for a while, so he hoped more
Learn something from Qian Mu Tong here.
"Letter." Qian Butong was silent for a while, then nodded and said.
"but····"
As soon as Qian Butong finished saying these two words, he suddenly took action. He waved his hand towards Mu Yi, and a column of black smoke went straight towards Mu Yi.
Although he had just had a conversation with Qian Mingtong, Mu Yi never let down his guard because he had not forgotten the power he discovered in Mr. Mo's body, which was extremely evil and difficult to eliminate.
If it was Qian Butong who injured Mr. Mo and took away the jade seal, then he must be good at an evil method.
Although the power within the body cannot explain everything, to a certain extent, there is still a certain cause and effect, just like a person with great righteousness will not be a vicious person who kills innocent people indiscriminately.
In the same way, a person who is strong, vicious, and good at forbearance is destined not to be a humble gentleman.
Therefore, Qian Butong's attack did not go beyond Mu Yi's expectations. It would have been a problem if he had not chosen to make a sneak attack.
Before the black smoke came close, Mu Yi's body was already covered in goosebumps. Without even thinking about it, he waved the Time Bamboo in front of him and simultaneously fired several demon-killing talismans with his left hand.
The white light collided with the black smoke, but it had no effect. The black smoke gathered and dispersed, then continued to rush towards Mu Yi.
At the same time, a layer of green light emitted from the Time Bamboo, directly blocking the black fog in front of him.
The black mist seemed to be alive. Even if it was blocked by the green light, it was still attacking quickly. Moreover, Mu Yi had already seen that these black mist were the evil force that could hurt Mr. Mo, so he naturally did not dare to be careless.
"No matter who asked you to come, go to hell." Qian Butong had changed his expression at this moment, his face was full of sinisterness and no trace of elegance.
As he took control, the black smoke began to separate into several streams and hit Mu Yi from all directions.
However, there was no trace of panic on Mu Yi's face. It was not that he had no way to restrain the black mist, he just wanted to induce more.
When he saw that Qian Bu Tong was using all his strength, he finally no longer hesitated and quickly took out the copper lamp, and his mental power suddenly surged in.
The copper lamp suddenly lit up, and the bright light directly enveloped Mu Yi, and then began to swallow up the black mist.
The black fog was illuminated by the copper lamp. Although it did not collapse immediately, almost one-tenth of it was dispersed, and the remaining black fog could only protect itself.
Qian Butong didn't expect Mu Yi to have such a method. The copper lamp was the nemesis of the black mist. Losing one-tenth of his power all at once made him extremely distressed. This was something he had been tempering for many years before he could achieve anything.
After accumulating it, although I usually dare not say that gods will kill gods or Buddhas will kill Buddhas, most people can only do nothing when facing this black mist, and they will fall prey to it without even realizing it.
After all, the black smoke is so pervasive that it is difficult to remove it as long as it is inhaled a little. Moreover, these powers can swallow up the enemy's vitality and then slowly grow stronger. In many cases, he will even use people to feed the black smoke.
"Black dragon strangling!"
Qian Butong shouted and made a handprint at the same time.
In an instant, the black smoke condensed together and quickly turned into a black dragon, baring its teeth and claws and crashing towards Mu Yi.
When the black smoke turned into a black dragon, Mu Yi suddenly felt that the power contained in it was much stronger, and the sudden transformation into a black dragon made Mu Yi think a lot.
He remembered the legend about Shili Fort told by Xie Zheng. In that legend, there was a black dragon that made trouble and kept devouring people until a lion finally defeated the black dragon and drove it away.
In order to commemorate this lion, people built a huge iron lion in Haikou. Shilibao is the descendant of the original group of blacksmiths.
Black dragon, iron lion, descendants.
Mu Yi's brain was spinning rapidly. Although the legend did not mean it was true, there must be a reason.
As for the lack of money, maybe he really is the descendant of the original blacksmith, but after so many years, it is normal for some changes to occur, especially the iron lion in Haikou. Was it really just built to commemorate the original lion?
Or is there another reason for this?
Before, Mu Yi also thought that it was just a legend and did not mean anything. But now that he saw the black dragon with his own eyes, he had to think more.
After the black smoke transformed into a black dragon, its resistance to the copper lamp suddenly increased greatly. It opened its teeth and claws, hitting the defensive cover again and again.
And Mu Yi also clearly felt the power from the black dragon, so that the light emitted by the copper lamp was a bit unstable. Unfortunately, the five thunder talismans in the house were greatly restricted, otherwise it could lead to a thunder. Let's see.
Which one is more powerful, the black dragon or the thunder dragon?
"Boy, surrender yourself to me, maybe I can let you live." At this time, Qian Boutong suddenly said, but although he tried to persuade him to surrender, he was merciless, and the black dragon even became a few times bigger.
point.
"No wonder you are the only one in the entire Qian family who hides his secrets. I'm afraid you don't dare to show it, right?" Mu Yi suddenly said.
"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth." Qian Boutong said coldly, without answering Mu Yi's words.
However, Mu Yi showed a smile instead. The more he evaded, the more he could explain the problem.
"If I'm not wrong, you should have practiced the evil cultivator who was suppressed by your ancestors back then? Black Dragon, Iron Lion, aren't you afraid that your ancestors will crawl out of the graveyard to settle accounts with you?"
Mu Yi continued, even directly expressing the bold guesses in his mind.
"Huh, what do you know?" Qian Bingtong snorted coldly, with obvious disdain.
"Is it possible that you are the descendant of that evil cultivator?" Mu Yi continued to tease.
"Boy, you don't have to lie to me, so what if I tell you? Back then, Taoist Black Dragon did a lot of evil and was jointly suppressed by others. The iron lion was indeed used to suppress Taoist Black Dragon. Unfortunately, Taoist Black Dragon was already dead. As for the
My ancestor was the son of Taoist Black Dragon. After that battle, my ancestor lurked down and finally obtained Taoist Black Dragon's cultivation technique. Are you satisfied now?" Qian Boutong said coldly.
"Is that just that?" Mu Yi shook his head. If the money was not available, he actually only believed part of it. Maybe the Black Dragon Taoist was true, and it was also true that the Iron Lion was used to suppress the Black Dragon Taoist.
As for whether the ancestor of the Qian family was the boy of Taoist Black Dragon, it may not be true. Moreover, after all these years, since the Qian family has obtained the cultivation techniques of Taoist Black Dragon, why are they still here? And why is the entire Qian family still here?
Is there only one person who has no money to practice this kind of technique?
Obviously, Qian Baitong was not telling the truth.