Zhang Yong really didn't expect that this Taoist weapon-controlling method would be so violent.
Sure enough, there are still things that are inherited, and it is a good way to play in the wild.
From this moment on, Zhang Yong realized how terrifying the Grand Master really was.
"Boss...are you...the power of a master?"
Wang Xiaohu looked around. Within a radius of ten meters, he felt as if he was almost blown up.
Cold sweat broke out on his back.
This is more powerful than artillery!
"The power of a grandmaster?" Zhang Yong couldn't help but shake his head, "I only have three points of strength."
"……What????"
Wang Xiaohu's expression changed from shock to fear.
Three-point force has this kind of intensity, so how about a full-strength blow?
But Zhang Yong knew that he was no ordinary master.
He has entered the second stage of refining Qi.
However, what is really powerful is the technique of wielding weapons.
This is a method of completely attaching the true energy in the body to external objects.
Almost equivalent to oneself!
Without the ancient books on sword control, Zhang Yong would not have known that Qi could be used in this way.
"Let's go back and study it carefully. I will take a look at those external skills and kicks in a few days. Taoism is indeed profound and profound, and the inheritance of Longhu Temple is indeed extraordinary!"
When Wang Xiaohu heard this, he also became energetic.
He also thought that one day he would be able to control foreign objects.
The two of them did not bury Liu Shaolong, who was covered in poison.
Not long after they came down the mountain, Mr. Liu's body was completely decomposed.
From a pile of flesh and blood, a group of Gu insects devoured the corpse and then turned into flying insects and left.
After dawn, these flying Gu insects arrived at Longhu Temple.
"Master... outside in the sky, a group of Gu insects flew in. They seemed to be... Senior Brother's..."
Upon hearing this, Wan Taoist Hu Wanzong's expression suddenly changed.
He hurried out and saw a swarm of flying insects hovering over the Taoist temple.
"This is... Corpse Extraction Gu!!!"
All the people in Taoism were very sad and even more angry.
Liu Shaolong is dead!
The Corpse Extraction Gu is a kind of Gu technique in southern Xinjiang, and Zhang Yong does not know it.
Only Wan Dao and Liu Shaolong know.
Everyone knows that this is Liu Shaolong’s message to him!
"Damn it...could it be that Grandmaster Zhang again? It's impossible...it's impossible for a Grandmaster to kill Shao Long so easily. He struck with all his strength and even I had to retreat...What's going on?"
Ten thousand Taoists can't believe that their top disciple is dead.
Liu Shaolong is the future patron of Dragon and Tiger Temple.
Originally, Wan Daoren planned to pass the mastership to Liu Shaolong after he became a master.
All is lost now!
If all the Taoists also die, Longhu Temple will basically have no successors.
"Disciple, immediately send my order to go to Longhu Mountain. I want to see the leader of the Taoist sect!"
"Yes, Master!"
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Half a month later, Zhang Yong finally fully mastered the art of sword control. He can now control five flying swords, barely six.
Only then did he realize that the intensity of Qi determines the amount of energy that drives all things!
Wang Xiaohu practiced hard day and night, and his fist and kick skills also became extremely fierce.
In terms of fists and kicks alone, Wang Xiaohu is already on par with Zhang Yong.
And all this is thanks to the Spirit Gathering Formation, which at least doubled the speed of cultivation!
Without the Spirit Gathering Array, cultivation would not have been so rapid!
"Collect more poisonous insects, rats, and ants for me, and I will cultivate a new batch of Gu Kings!"
"Got it, boss!"
On this day, Zhang Yong left the planting base after explaining the matter.
He and Wen Qingya made an appointment to visit the hotel. They were already prepared and planned to choose an auspicious time.
People who are engaged in real estate pay special attention to this.
When choosing an address, you need to find someone to look at the location.
For the opening ceremony, you need to find someone to calculate the time.
Zhang Yong’s Pharmacist’s Manual contains profound content on Feng Shui.
It's just that he usually doesn't have the opportunity to study it in depth.
This time, he wanted to see it too.
"This is the Feng Master we invited from other places. He is good at Feng Shui, Feng Shui, Yang Zhai and Yin Tombs. He is good at everything!"
Boss Feng strongly recommended it, while Zhang Yong and Wen Qingya both looked confused.
This Master Feng is so blind?
Looking for someone to read Feng Shui, can you read it without eyes?
Wen Qingya murmured in her heart.
Zhang Yong does know that blind men are dumb and poisonous, and lame men love to appear.
Since he is called a master, he should have two brushes.
"Ahem...you two, you don't seem to believe in Mr. Feng?"
Sure enough, a blind man's heart is like a clear mirror. He sees nothing but feels everything.
Wen Qingya smiled awkwardly, "You are worrying too much, I didn't sleep well yesterday."
Zhang Yong was too lazy to be polite and asked directly, "How do you plan to see it?"
"I'll show it to my grandpa, and he will tell you how to do it!"
The little girl behind Master Feng stepped forward.
This girl looks to be at least eighteen or nineteen years old, still childish, with two braids swinging back and forth, very cute.
"Okay, you can take a look at me first. If you don't see it, get out of here. If you see it, you'll get a reward!"
Zhang Yong thought to himself, my Feng Shui skills are all inherited from the Medicine Master's Book. There is no reason for you to be a blind man and pretend to be in front of me.
"Humph, who are you? My grandfather was invited by the big boss. How dare you talk to him like this?"
The little girl was very angry. She put her hands on her hips, raised her head, and puffed out her chest, angrily scolding Zhang Yong.
Zhang Yong lowered his head and saw that this little girl, with her round little buns, was very eye-catching, and she looked like she didn't know the heights of the world, which was quite funny.
Boss Feng quickly stopped, "This is the big boss, don't talk nonsense!"
"...Hmph, being rich is great. Don't look down on others. Although my grandpa can't see it, he is really awesome!"
"Okay, then show me first. What do you want to see? Master Feng?" Zhang Yong said with a smile.
Master Feng smiled slightly and said, "I'll sing a song for you to read from the air!"
"..." Zhang Yong thought to himself, charlatans really have many tricks up their sleeves.
The trick of deceiving people is quite interesting.
He didn't make any sign, he just did what he was told.
Then, under the guidance of the little girl, Zhang Yong opened his left hand.
Master Feng took out a piece of silk and held a piece of tulle.
The place covered by tulle is the palm of Zhang Yong's hand.
Under Master Feng's control, the gauze seemed to completely wrap Zhang Yong's palm and penetrate deep into his bones.
The lines on Zhang Yong's palm were immediately sensed by the Feng Shui master.
At this time, Zhang Yong finally knew that Master Feng had something.
"This old man... is actually a qigong master, and his cultivation is extremely profound!"
Before Zhang Yong, he may not have really wanted to expose the so-called Master Feng.
But now, Master Feng has shown his powerful side, and Zhang Yong has to be more cautious.
Soon, Master Feng wrote a word on Zhang Yong’s palm.
"fierce!"
Wen Qingya hurriedly asked, "What does this mean? Is it a sign of great misfortune???"
Zhang Yong burst out laughing, "Boss Wen, why are you so concerned about me all of a sudden? Are you afraid that you will be widowed if I die?"
"... Stop talking nonsense." Wen Qingya revealed her feelings inadvertently, feeling a little embarrassed.
Master Feng shook his head and said, "This is not a sign of great evil, but it implies destiny. This boss, you are the fate of the nine evils. The ninth is the ultimate. From today on, you will be walking hard on the dangerous road.
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"...It's so absurd? And it's going to lock me up for the rest of my life? How much does it cost?"
Zhang Yongxin said, this old man is really good at deceiving people.
Charlatans and liars are all in this trap. They make you lame, scared, and panicked, and then they can take action.
But Master Feng shook his head again, "If I'm not mistaken, you have killed someone recently!"
"Kill???" Wen Qingya shouted suddenly.
After all, she is an ordinary person. How could she know that an act like murder could not be punished by law?
Boss Feng is a gangster, so he has seen a lot of it.
But, how did Master Feng know?
Zhang Yong also found it strange that such a thing could be discovered, which shows that Master Feng is still very capable.
Most of his Feng Shui techniques are based on looking at the Qi of mountains, rivers and rivers, which is combined with the Qi-gazing technique.
Master Feng seems to be better at fortune telling.
"You don't kill many people, so you only have a weak killing aura, but I can still feel it. The more you kill people, the more your Nine Evils will be reflected in the future. When the time comes, you will understand that you
How strong is your fate over your own..."
"I understand, fate doesn't matter whether it's good or bad, it's something destined by God!" Zhang Yong frowned.
"Yes! The destiny of the Nine Evils is not a fatal destiny. It is just that you will be accompanied by killing and being killed for the rest of your life. The more you kill, the more dangerous your fate will be..."
Zhang Yong felt that Master Feng seemed to have seen something and was always emphasizing that he would kill more people.
Could it be that this Master Feng is blind but his mind sees more than others, or is he blind on purpose?
Zhang Yong decided to give it a try!
"Master Feng, do you need me to help you heal your eyes?"