Watching the skull being torn into pieces by the ghosts and swallowed into his belly, Qian Kai's ghost struggled desperately under Qin Yao, almost going crazy.
"With such great effort, it seems that you have almost recovered." Qin Yao raised his Gauss pistol, pointed it at the back of Qian's head, and decisively pulled the trigger.
"Hugh, Hugh, Hugh..."
Each enchanted bullet hit Qian Kai's head. With each hit, his soul body twitched, and then became three points thinner. After nine shots, the soul body was so thin that it was hard to see with the naked eye, and he could no longer withstand Qin Yao's attack.
’s weight was thrown into nothingness.
"The Point Guard Is Here"
Perhaps even Qian Kai himself never thought that one day he would disappear in such a special way!
"Thanks for your hard work."
Qin Yao stood up from the ground, reached out and patted his butt.
"You're welcome." Hong Wedding Dress saluted.
Bai Sha glanced at her and remained silent, but secretly whispered in his heart: "Flattery."
"This battle consumes a lot of money. You will have to convert it into yang energy to compensate me in the future." Xiao Wenjun didn't even look at Shuang Sha, waved his hand at Qin Yao, and then dived into the shadow on the ground.
The order of first come, first served is very important. Xiao Wenjun is qualified to say this and even more qualified to ignore the red and white demons.
"You all should go back and rest." Qin Yao took out the magic spirit bead from his pocket and said to the red and white evil spirits with a gentle expression.
The two evil spirits nodded silently and flew back to the Demonic Pearl with their subordinates. The bank of the stream suddenly became empty.
"Let's take a look at the harvest first."
Qin Yao put away the magic spirit bead, took out the Yin Deka, and poured a trace of mana into it.
The balance of yin virtue: eight thousand three hundred and eight hundred and eight points.
"8388... An evil path actually increased 440 points of moral virtue??" A flash of astonishment flashed in Qin Yao's eyes.
Although he knew that this evil way was harmful and sinful, its value far exceeded his psychological expectations.
I thought it would be good to get three hundred and fifty points, but after all, killing the royal zombies only gave me three hundred and fifty points...
"Congratulations." Looking at the unmistakable joy on his face, Ikkyu said with his hands in hand.
"Thank you, Master." Qin Yao bowed and said.
To be honest, without the help of the old monk, it would be difficult for him to eradicate the problem.
Yixiu waved his hand: "Nothing, it's getting late, let's go back now."
"Master, please..."
The next day, noon.
In the west of the city, inside Qian Zhenren Taoist Temple.
Qin Yao sat in front of a wooden table filled with messy objects. He gently cut open a book of scriptures with a knife and pulled out a white silk scarf that was extremely thin and seemed to be nothing.
Spread the silk scarf flatly on the scripture, and look carefully, you can see that the silk scarf is filled with densely packed small characters...
What made him even more helpless was that even though the words were small, the method was actually written in ancient classical Chinese. The content was obscure and profound. A certain word in a sentence might have multiple meanings. He read it seven or eight times in a row, but he didn't understand it.
How to practice!
"System, come out, come out, see what I find?" Not long after, Qin Yao's eyes moved and he called in a low voice.
system:【???】
"Look, the Earth Escape Technique."
Qin Yao knocked on the silk scarf on the scripture and said with a smile: "Aren't you interested in the legendary immortal magic?"
"Uh-huh."
Suddenly, two beams of blue light emitted from his eyes. He glanced at the scarf, and then a line of character comments appeared on the light screen:
[Ordinary methods of escaping from the earth have no value for inclusion.]
Qin Yao: "..."
Finished.
Even this idiot won’t be fooled!
at the same time.
Maoshan, inside the wooden house.
Simu, who was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the wooden house, slowly stopped his work, counted his fingers, and stood up silently: "It's time."
In the blink of an eye.
He came to a cold pool alone, stood on a large bluestone, raised his arms, twisted his waist, and kicked his legs. Then he untied his monk's robe and jumped into the cold pool with a splash of water.
After his body adapted to the environment in the water, he slowly opened his eyes and swam quickly to the bottom of the pool.
As he dived deeper, the temperature of the water became lower, and by the time he reached the bottom, his skin was already covered with goosebumps.
Rubbing his arms, his eyes stayed in front of a stone platform surrounded by water plants. He reached out and pulled the water plants away, revealing a jade lotus with a spirit gathering array carved on it. Inside the lotus was a small blue and white porcelain bottle, which looked exquisite.
After completing the entire set of seals using the four-eye hand seal technique, he gently pinched the small bottle with the index fingers of his hands that were shining brightly, and took it out from inside the Jade Lotus.
A few minutes later.
He swam out of the pool with four eyes, lay down on the large smooth bluestone and took a few deep breaths, then turned over and sat up, looked at the small bottle in his hand and said: "God bless, Sanqing Taoist ancestor bless, ancestor bless
.”
After he finished praying, he uncorked the small porcelain bottle, grasped the small porcelain bottle in the palm of his left hand, raised his little finger slightly, and used his nails as a knife to gently make a deep wound on his right arm.
Then, using mana to control the wound to prevent blood from flowing out, he raised the small porcelain bottle with his left hand, poured out a drop of blood, and blended it into the wound.
"Oh, ah..."
After the blood soaked into the wound, his eyes and arms trembled, and the severe pain hit him like a wave, almost making him faint, and his eyes quickly turned red...
He knelt naked on the ground and used magic to forcefully heal the wound on his arm. When the wound completely disappeared, his arm instantly became more than three times thicker, as if a devil's arm had been placed on a human body.
"boom!"
In order to relieve the crazy pain, he punched the big bluestone under him. The invulnerable bluestone shattered instantly, and countless fragments fell into the cold pool.
My eyes hurt for a long time, and my whole body was tortured to the point of exhaustion. It was not until evening that the painful feeling gradually disappeared, and my right arm gradually became normal under the control of magic power.
"Hoo, ho, ho..."
Lying flat on the edge of the pool, he looked up at the distant galaxies in the sky. After a long time, he slowly raised his right hand. With a thought, his entire right arm instantly became three or four times larger.
"Is this considered a success or a failure?" Feeling the powerful power in his right arm, he murmured to himself.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The blood in the bottle is still the blood he took out from Qin Yao with a silver needle when he was in Yizhuang. (See Chapter 22 for details.)
In the past few years, he had purified this drop of blood countless times, and then placed it in this cold pool with rich spiritual energy to nourish it. It was not until today that it was deemed to be perfect, that he took it out and injected it into his body.
In his expectation, the most perfect state would be to rely on this drop of blood to improve his qualifications. If he couldn't do it, he could improve his physique to a higher level.
But the reality is that neither of these two desired results were achieved, and the arm that was fused with blood mutated...
"If you drip blood on your chest, left arm, and even legs, wouldn't it be possible to transform?" He shook his arm that had grown a lot bigger, and imagined the scene after his 'transformation'.
, the unexpected feeling is not bad.
So now there is only one question left.
Why do you get so much painstaking effort from Qin Yao...
He couldn't tell the truth: Uncle Master, I want to use your blood to transform, how about you squeeze a bottle for me?
He was sure that as long as he dared to say that, Qin Yao would dare to fall out with him!!
This matter cannot be rushed, we must find the right time and proceed step by step...
Renjia Town.
Yizhuang lobby.
Uncle Jiu sat on the main seat under the statue of the ancestor, put a silk scarf on the table, raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brow: "This spell formula is like a riddle. I have never practiced heretical spells. It is very difficult to decipher.
If I don’t tell you the difficulty, I’m afraid that if you solve the riddle wrong, you’ll have to practice it well.”
Qin Yao: "..."
Yes, Uncle Jiu can't do it, let alone the others in the Yizhuang family.
And using Uncle Jiu as a reference, he doesn't know how to do it. It's difficult for Master Yixiu to appoint him, and it will be in vain to go wherever he goes.
Looking at Qin Yao's regretful look, Uncle Jiu could understand.
After all, this guy has no concept of fighting between good and evil at all. It will definitely be difficult to accept that he got a set of very practical magic secrets but cannot practice them.
"Although I can't solve the mystery, I can recommend someone who can solve it for you." After a moment of silence, Uncle Jiu finally softened up and spoke seemingly casually.
Qin Yao's eyes lit up: "Master, who is that person?"
"Zhu Yuansheng!" A trace of recollection appeared in Uncle Jiu's eyes: "Young Master said that I haven't seen him for more than ten years and have forgotten his appearance."
Upon hearing this, Qin Yao suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
I dare you to have no friendship!
"Master, do you know where Zhu Yuansheng's family lives?"
"It's quite far away, in Tengxiang Town, Guangse." Uncle Jiu said.
Qin Yao said: "If we use the magic talisman to travel, can we get there in one day?"
"It's almost the same if you use the magic talisman non-stop." Uncle Jiu thought about it and said.
"That's not too far." Qin Yao stepped forward and put away the silk scarf and said, "I'll set off now. I'll be able to reach Tengxiang Town early tomorrow morning. Then I can inquire about this person."
"Wait a minute, I'll write you a handwritten letter. It may not necessarily be useful, but it's better than nothing." Uncle Jiu stretched out his hand.
"Thank you, Master." Qin Yao felt warm in his heart, laughed, and scratched his head.
Early next morning.
Tengxiang Town, Guangse.
In the town.
An old man who was somewhat similar to Uncle Jiu but had an older appearance stood in a paper-making shop at the intersection and shouted: "Dachang, Dachang...where did this guy go so early in the morning?"
"Seventh uncle, please stop shouting. The large intestine went out early in the morning and it hasn't come back yet." A scabby young man walked in with a yawn and said casually.
The seventh uncle looked helpless and sighed deeply: "I must have gone out to fool around again. If I don't do my job well and practice my martial arts well, what should I do with my life in the future?"
The scabby young man's eyes widened for a moment, and he said with a smile: "Pass it to me, Uncle Seventh, I am so serious about my work."
"Do you know how to read?" Uncle Seven asked.
The scabby young man was startled, then walked away in dismay.
"Harmful!" He just said that as soon as he came to the street, he bumped into a huge body that was half a head taller than him, which frightened him so much that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
"Brother, are you okay?" the other party asked with an easy-going look.
The scabby young man touched his beating heart, looked at the other person's terrifying figure, and suddenly became polite: "It's okay, I'm sorry, I was distracted."
"It doesn't matter... As the saying goes, meeting is fate. My name is Qin Yao, what do you call me little brother?"
"Hello, Brother Qin, my name is Asheng." The scabby young man swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said with timid eyes.
"Ah Sheng." Qin Yao smiled and said, "Can I ask you about someone?"
"Brother, if you tell me, as long as it's someone I know or someone I know, I'll take you over to find him." Ah Sheng said with an apologetic smile.
Qin Yao nodded happily, the average quality of people in this town is very good.
"I only know one name. That person's name is Zhu Yuansheng."
"Zhu Yuansheng, Zhu Yuansheng... this name sounds so familiar!" Ah Sheng pondered for a while, then suddenly raised his head: "Ah, I thought of it, it's the seventh uncle."
"Seventh uncle?" Qin Yao was slightly startled.
Why does this title sound so familiar to him?
"Yes, the seventh uncle's name is Zhu Yuansheng. Brother Qin, what do you want to do with the seventh uncle?" Ah Sheng asked.
"I'm here to ask him a question." Qin Yao said.
"That's right." Ah Sheng said with a smile: "Seventh Uncle is the person who knows the most in our Tengxiang Town. Anyone who has something unclear can come to him. You must have found the right person."
Qin Yao laughed: "Then can you trouble Brother Asheng to take me to see him?"
"Of course, brother, come with me." Ah Sheng said, beckoned and led him towards the paper shop.
"Seventh uncle, seventh uncle, there is a... guest here to see you!" Ah Sheng shouted after striding into the paper shop.
"I heard it, I heard it." Uncle Seven opened a curtain, walked slowly from the backyard to the shop, looked up, and felt a thump in his heart.
The body is like a ferocious tiger, the evil spirit is rising into the sky...
This evil man must not come here to cause trouble.
Thinking like this, the old man hurriedly squeezed out a smile on his face and said warmly: "Young man, what do you want from me?"
"Seventh Uncle, Seventh Uncle, help!" Qin Yao just opened his mouth, but before he could speak, a fat man in a gray shirt ran into the shop with a frightened expression.
Uncle Seven's eyes widened and he scolded: "Zhu Dachang, you are being chased by a ghost, you are shouting so loudly!"
"I am really being chased by a ghost!" Zhu Dachang's fat face almost turned into a bitter melon. He raised his arm and pointed back: "Seventh Uncle, please open your eyes and take a look."
The seventh uncle was confused. He took out two leaves from his arms and wiped them in front of his eyes. He suddenly saw a ghost in longevity clothes standing at the door of the store with an expressionless face.
"Not afraid of the sun, not afraid of strangers...what's going on with this ghost?"
Zhu Dachang said: "I don't know what's going on! He is my good brother Fu Jun. Last night..."
At this point, he suddenly realized that there was an outsider here, and quickly changed his words: "Anyway, the matter is very complicated, I will explain it to you later."
Qin Yao looked at Fu Jun outside, then at Zhu Dachang who looked panicked, and finally knew why the title Seventh Uncle sounded familiar to him.
Because here is - "People Are Scary".
"Was it his first seven yesterday?" Qin Yao suddenly asked.
"How do you know?" Zhu Dachang looked surprised.
"Did he kill his wife and an adulterer last night?" Qin Yao asked again.