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Chapter 44: Killing Sang Tao, Obtaining the Tradition of Paper

With the deaths of Qin Mo and Ling Gu, the disaster in Zhongwa Village is finally over.

There seemed to be only a few opponents, but it still caused heavy losses to the entire village. The strong smell of blood filled the air, and more importantly, everyone felt sad.

Everyone was dejected. Even Asen just carried the dead tribesmen in silence, not knowing how to comfort everyone. Qin Na was also in a low mood. She was young and pure in mind, and had more delicate emotions.

Leaning close to her mother, Qin Na held her own Gu, which was the blue butterfly, in the palm of her hand. The energy of her spiritual Gu had just been integrated into it. Her natural spiritual Gu seemed to be a little overstuffed, and she was swaying.

And when she took the blue butterfly into her body, a burst of energy burst out, making Qin Na unsteady on her feet. Her eyes were a little confused, and a faint fluorescent light was emitting from her whole body.

Qin Qing and Si Mu quickly stabilized it and checked its pulse. It was nothing serious. The main reason was that there was too much energy. Both the Gu insect and Qin Na could not bear it.

"Qingqing, let's take Qinna back to have a rest first. It will take at least five or six days for her to consume this energy." Simu also held Qinqing's hand and said gently: "The poisonous insects on your body also show signs of backlash.

I'll suppress it for you."

At this moment, his eyes were different from the normal ones. All he could see were the mother and daughter. By the way, they also helped to undertake the restoration work of the entire Zhongwa Village.

Well, their matter was finally done. The old village leader, who had been seriously injured and even had a short lifespan, finally sighed, but didn't say anything else.

Shrugging, Su Qi looked at the origami centipede that was still escaping quietly in the distance. He smiled at Master Qianhe and Ikkyu and said, "Leave this to Uncle Four Eyes. We have one last thing to do."



As the saying goes, only three things are enough. The third time they fought against the papermaker Sang Tao, Su Qi certainly would not let him escape again. He stretched out one hand, grasped the tail of the origami centipede, and swung it hard, and the giant body was directly thrown away.

"It's useless, no matter how many clones you kill, it's useless!"

There was a joking laughter from the origami centipede. Sang Tao had three burrows and more than 30 burrows. He relied on the art of paper-tying, and so far he has not met anyone who can cure him.

Not wanting to hear this guy beeping anymore, Su Qi palmed down, and the dragon blast with controlled strength instantly turned the origami centipede into charcoal. However, the wisp of soul hidden in it was prepared by Master Ikkyu long ago.

Locked firmly.

"I want to try, monk, how strong your tone can be!"

Master Yixiu was holding a long needle in his hand at the moment, a long needle glowing with silver. If he looked carefully, he had already drawn many tiny runes on it.

Directly stabbing at the wisp of soul breath, suddenly, a scream was shouted out, and it stopped abruptly almost at the same time. In the void, the silver needle was suspended, and the wisp of soul breath was struggling like a little snake. Unfortunately,

The intensity gradually weakened, and then it turned into stone and stood still.

Also stationary along with that wisp of soul breath was Master Yixiu. He sat cross-legged on the ground, motionless, with the power of a large number of small mantras emerging around his body.

This is the limitation of the Seven Soul-fixing Needles. Although it controls others, it cannot move itself.

"Okay, he is in this state and cannot move. I will protect him. You go and kill Sang Tao. Now, can you feel all his breath?" Qianhe said to Su Qi.

And Su Qi also sensed it carefully. In this area of ​​dozens of miles, Sang Tao's soul aura was stimulated to the extreme by Master Yixiu's injection. It was as obvious as a huge bonfire in the dark night.

Arching his hands towards the two of them, Su Qi simply activated the power of the Rabbit Talisman. An afterimage flickered and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes. This speed also frightened the four eyes in the distance, as well as Qianhe and the others.

Yi Tiao: "How many tricks does this kid have?"

There are many ways, Su Qi certainly has to hide them. At this time, he looked at the dwarf paper man who had stiffened in front of him, chuckled, and shot out, killing him directly.

Everywhere he went, Sang Tao's paper mannequins were all frozen, with only a pair of frightened eyes, seemingly begging for mercy, but how could Su Qi let go of this difficult opponent.

Moreover, he also coveted the art of paper-tying!

Just like that, the rabbit's speed exploded. Within a radius of dozens of miles, Su Qi's figure kept flashing. The red feather gun in his hand had absorbed the power of the flame stone and transformed into a middle-grade magic weapon. It became more comfortable to use.

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When they reached the last place, Su Qi finally saw the true form of Sang Tao. The old guy just sat there stiffly, his whole body was still shaking, and it seemed that he was still struggling. But how could Su Qi give it to him?

His chance?

After searching around on his body for a while and finding nothing, Su Qi realized that his paper-making heritage should be in his soul.

"There are still some troubles, but some uncles should have a way to search for souls." Raising his palms, the dragon exploded with terrifying temperatures, directly destroying Sang Tao's body, leaving only a soul body floating in mid-air in fear.



"Search for this guy's soul? You have to think about it. If you have the paper-tying skills, you will become enemies when you face those paper-tying craftsmen." Simu and Qianhe reminded Su Qi. Of course, they were looking at this

The soul body also has bright eyes, and the paper-making inheritance is also a good thing.

"Okay, uncles, I understand, everyone who meets you has a share!"

Su Qi was speechless. The three people in front of him had already injected the soul body. Did this remind him that they wanted to meet the person?

Sang Tao, who was already in a state of soul, was begging for mercy and scolding, but these were of no use. When he also encountered four old people like him, the outcome was already doomed.

Although the method of searching for souls is a sorcery, in Mao Shan's hands, it is a means of punishing evildoers. Such double standards, both Su Qi and Si Mu and the others think it is completely normal.

About a quarter of an hour later, his eyes slowly opened. He smacked and touched. What he just got was quite a lot, and it was a little disgusting. He casually pointed out: "Don't resist, I will directly transfer what I got into your mind."

middle."

Paper-tying? Illusion? Blood sacrifice method...

When Su Qi finished digesting these things, three eyes looked at him at some point: "Tell me, what are your views on these inheritances?"

Knowing what these uncles meant, Su Qi said with clear eyes: "Of course there is a clear dividing line between good and evil, but in our hands, if we use it correctly, we will be right!"

After a pause, Su Qi was inspired: "For example, there is a method of blood sacrifice to nine sons and refining the infant spirit. It is extremely evil and should be destroyed. But if we reverse the method and turn death into life, can the infant spirit be revived?

Return to normal, even condense the physical body and become a normal baby?"

As he spoke, Su Qi became a little excited, but the three people in front of him nodded first, and then shook their heads: "It's a good idea, but it's just a bit wishful thinking."

Seeing that their nephew was not affected, Simu and the others breathed a sigh of relief. Sang Tao, an evil cultivator, was still a trivial matter, but if a talented person like Su Qi were to go wrong, the damage caused would be terrifying.

of.

"Okay, I know what you mean, don't worry, I can't take the Great Road to Heaven, so why should I go there and take the sideways path?" Su Qi waved his hand, these uncles are still quite decent people, and they can't tolerate sand in their eyes.

"Just understand it yourself!" Four Eyes nodded, and he was about to crush the already confused soul body, but was suddenly stopped by Su Qi.

"Hey, uncle, how about letting me do it?"

Seeing Su Qi's strong request, he handed Sang Tao's soul body to him with puzzled eyes. The latter suddenly erupted into a phantom of the sun, and the power from the Nine Yang Talisman Scripture directly turned the soul body into nothingness.

At this point, the papermaker Sang Tao can't even be reincarnated, and his future troubles have been completely eradicated.

"Is there any difference if you come or if you come with me?" Looking at Su Qi's movements with four eyes, he was even crisper than him, but what's the difference?

"Hey, let's try it out!"

Hearing this, Si Mu didn't know what to say, or should I say that this is the brain circuit of a genius. Try it now, and if you have another chance in the future, it will be easier to hold it?
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