The mysterious and vast state of China is divided into two parts: water and land. There are different countries of all sizes on the land www.biquge.info and their power is also very unbalanced. Human beings temper their bodies and practice martial arts to become the mainstream. Martial arts cultivators abound in the continent. The hierarchical realm is divided into the acquired realm and the innate realm. The acquired realm is divided into one to nine levels, and the same is true for the innate realm.

Martial arts cultivators can reach the ninefold of the Innate Realm, and it can be said that there are very few of them in Shenzhou today, so for the time being, no one knows what kind of realm it will be after the ninefold of the Innate Realm, but according to legend, even if it is only the cultivation of the body, the ninefold of the Innate Realm is not the end. Because the disappearance of the Yuan Spirit Qi has always been a mystery, and it will be solved one day.

Mujia Town, a small town located on the border of the Lingwu Empire in eastern China. Although there are many martial artists, their cultivation is generally not too high. As the lord of Mu Mansion, Mu Panglong's sixfold realm of the acquired realm has surpassed everyone else, so he has achieved the prestige of the first family.

Muyang broke into the Hanging Ghost Forest alone, and no one was optimistic about it at first. Because of the weirdness of the Hanging Ghost Forest, no one can figure it out. Facts have also proved that although Muyang returned safely, the strength realm did have unusual fluctuations.

Tough means to turn the tide. Mu Yang scared off the people of Sanssouci Gate with the power of one person, and even the powerful demon spirit Canglong Phantom was shattered. After this scene, everyone's mouths were completely blocked.

As for Mu Shan, Mu Yang was directly handed over to his father Mu Panglong for disposal. From a certain point of view, this time Mu Mansion was almost destroyed, but it was also because of his Mu Yang, and now he has no strength to take care of other things.

The morning sun is rising, in the special Ningbi spring of Mufu.

Muyang sat cross-legged in the spring water, his hands sealed, and his breathing became regular and orderly. It's just that his face was red and white for a while, and under the real air rotation, the spring water seemed to be about to boil, bubbling and bubbling.

The black stone on Muyang's chest slowly exuded a black glow. But when these black rays came into contact with his body, they immediately turned into a transparent true qi, and it was also this true qi that made his damaged meridians recover......

Confronted the purple-robed old man head-on before, although the other party did not make a move against him, but the coercion exuded by the martial artist's body alone was not something that the current Muyang could withstand. Therefore, internal injuries are not easy.

In the Ning Bi Spring, it was filled with pure medicinal power, and the true air rotation made the spring water boil, and the medicinal power also turned into steam, entering Mu Yang's body little by little. Warmth and fury are intertwined, forming a boiling phenomenon.

The seal is transformed, according to the most basic martial arts cultivation mantra, to mobilize the pitiful amount of true qi in the body. But Mu Yang found that the more he mobilized, the more his true qi decreased, why was this?

This kind of feeling was only experienced in the Hanging Ghost Forest a year ago, and it was precisely because of the feeling of loss of true qi that it caused the realm to plummet from the innate realm to the acquired realm, could it be that this time again......

Opening his eyes and forcibly suppressing the surge of blood, Mu Yang said in a deep voice: "Old guy, don't get out of my body soon, how long do you want to stay!"

Immediately after, a breath emerged from his body, slowly condensing into a red-robed phantom. This person looked to be an old man, with long gray hair and an evil aura in his eyes.

With his hands behind his back, he stood in the air in front of Muyang: "Hehe...... Little one, do you think you're crossing the river and tearing down the bridge? Do you really think that with your own strength, you can easily scare those people away? If it weren't for the old man's ......?"

"Shut up! I've told you many times that you can't take possession of my body without my permission. This time, you helped me solve the family's crisis, but you also violated what you promised, so it's a bargain!"

It is true that with Muyang's current downgraded strength, it is only a strength comparable to his father's, and it is impossible to control the bone whip, let alone exert such a powerful force. No one saw that this power did not belong to him.

"For thousands of years, I'm afraid that the only person who has spoken like this to the king of my demon clan is you kid. Don't you want to know why the Sanssouci Gate, the last bit of bloodline inheritance of my demon clan, came here?"

This matter is indeed something that Mu Yang cares about very much, a year ago he accidentally got the bone whip in the Hanging Ghost Forest, as well as the black stone on his chest. The treacherous Hanging Ghost Forest suddenly became quiet. Whether it's a demon beast or an evil ghost, they seem to be very jealous of him.

As soon as the seal changed, Mu Yang slapped towards the spring water, and his figure jumped up. His realm seems to be decreasing, but he himself knows that his aura is different from that of martial artists of the same level, and his body is lighter than them, which is related to masochistic cultivation!

Putting on his robe, the old guy who claimed to be the king of the demon clan spoke in front of the waiter. The latter smiled mysteriously, and with a wave of his illusory palm, the bone whip condensed, and the black stone emitted a black glow, and the two echoed each other.

"Little guy, listen up! This bone whip is made from the bones of the strongest demon beast in my demon clan, and it has the most powerful power of the demon clan. And this piece of black stone. It is where the old man's spirit lies. Since you have accidentally unlocked the thousand-year-old seal of my demon clan, then you are destined to be their master. No matter how ordinary you were before, your fate will change!"

Muyang is not a stupid person, when it comes to this, he naturally understands why Sanssouci will come to the door. Since it is the last inheritance of the demon clan, whether it is the bone whip or the black stone, they are all their treasures, but they were taken away by themselves!

But many things in this world are often blessings and misfortunes. Mu Yang was not happy when he heard this, but showed a slightly worried look. Immediately afterwards, this was confirmed in the words of the old man of the demon king.

"If you want to control the bone whip, make good use of the black stone, and master the most powerful power of the demon clan, it is not so simple. If you continue to stay in this so-called family, the troubles will continue, and you think for yourself......"

As soon as the words fell, the old man of the demon king turned into a stream of air and drilled into the black stone. Mu Yang's face was calm, and a nameless fire arose. When he was in the Hanging Ghost Forest, he was trying to escape the attack of the demon beast, and he accidentally touched the sealing stone.

Breaking the seal of the demon clan is really an unintentional move. Because of this, do you have to accept this so-called bone whip and black stone? Although the power displayed is extremely strong, it is always an unstable factor.

Shaking his head helplessly, the demon king chose him, and he couldn't refuse for the time being. Because the strength is not strong enough, and he has to use the power of the bone whip to improve his own cultivation. The boat is naturally straight to the bridge, so let's take one step at a time.

"Yang'er, how do you feel about your body now?"

Father Mu Panglong's voice came from behind him, Mu Yang subconsciously hid the black stone, turned around, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "Dad, I just practiced pranayama in this Ning Bi Spring, and my true qi has recovered a lot. ”

Glancing at Ning Bi Spring, the turquoise color had indeed faded a lot. Mu Panglong stepped forward and gently held Mu Yang's shoulder: "You are my son, no one knows you better than me." ”

After a pause, Mu Panglong turned around and turned his back to Mu Yang: "Where did the power you showed come from before, I won't ask, but I hope you can grasp it yourself." Martial arts cultivators, you must control the power, not the power that controls you!"

"Yes, father, the child understands!" Although Mu Panglong said ambiguously, Mu Yang understood. This was his father's advice, and he knew very well that when he came back from the Hanging Ghost Forest, his body would be different in every way.

In addition, for no reason, why did the dignified Sanssouci Gate suddenly target the mere Mu Mansion? Even if Mu Shan had the heart of rebellion early, how could he easily incite the Sanssouci Gate to besiege it on a large scale?

"Well, Dad believes you have your own measure. There is not much left of the medicinal power of this Ning Bi Spring. Since you're fine, go to Linlin's girl and ask her to remake some potions. ”

Looking at the back of his father leaving, Mu Yang's face sank slightly. On the surface, he didn't know anything, but he asked, but he knew his father very well, and nothing could be hidden from him, so he must have known everything!

Holding the black stone in his hand, there was a warm feeling in his palm. My heart suddenly became firm: "Father, please rest assured! No matter whether this power is good or evil, I will grasp it well!"

After a while, feeling his son's breath disappear, Mu Panglong's figure froze, and his eyes looked into the air sharply: "Did you hear clearly? Check it out for me immediately, starting with that kid in Mu Shan, I want to know what the bone whip and black stone on Yang'er's body are." No force will be allowed to hurt my son in the slightest!"

There was no ripple in the air, but a gust of wind could be felt. Although he Mu Panglong is not a figure above Shenzhou, but in this Mujia Town, there is still some energy, and it is not difficult to find out one thing.

Even if Mu Panglong didn't remind him, Mu Yang planned to go to the medicinal tea garden in the suburbs. I haven't seen Linlin's girl for a long time, and I don't know how I've been doing lately?

At the same time, on a mountain road outside Mujia Town. The group of people from the Sanssouci Gate slowed down, except for the purple-robed old man, several other people looked at him with puzzled eyes: "Give us a reason!"

In the next second, the purple-robed old man paused, turned his head, and looked at everyone lightly: "Reason? What reason do you want? Don't you see that scene? That kid is in control of the bone whip, and the old man is not an opponent!"

"Elder, are we going to give up like this? For many years, my Sansso-Wu Sect has been hiding the Demon Clan's inheritance. Now that the time has finally come, let's just give up in vain? Don't forget that we have been exposed, and there is no turning back!"

"Presumptuous, did the old man say that he wanted to give up? I'm just saying that the kid can't move at the moment, and if we want to get back the Bone Whip and the Black Stone, we have to find another way. Maybe it's providence!"

The purple-robed old man was the strongest existence among them, since he had made it clear that he was not an opponent, what else could they say? No matter how much they were unconvinced, they could only suppress it temporarily!

With a long exhalation, the purple-robed old man clenched his fists: "Don't worry, after this time, my worry-free door and the Liangzi of Mujia Town have come to an end, and when the time comes, the old man will make the entire Mujia Town pay the price!"