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Chapter 472 The Origin of the Eight Desolations

Looking at the Qi Pill in Maliu's hand, two of them had become moldy and deteriorated, Zhang Wu was completely confused.

No matter how smart he is and how smart he is, he never expected that Uncle Six was so fierce.

Zhang Wu remembered that he reminded his uncle sixth uncle very early in the Tiezhu Restaurant to pay attention to the royal family's Qi training pill. It would be beneficial to eat too much.

At that time, Uncle Six was still involuntarily involuntarily. He had to eat what the emperor rewarded, and he acted like he wanted to serve the country with loyalty.

Besides, the sanitary sanitary is very dangerous. Practicing Qi Dan can increase your skills, and saving your life is important.

Taking out a handful of Qi training pill at this moment really made Zhang Wu’s mind a little lacking.

"If you don't eat Qi Practice Pill, what have you eaten over the years, I think your skills have indeed increased a lot."

"Of course, it is Shaolin's exclusive secret medicine, Dahuan Dan, which can not only cure all internal and external injuries, but also increase three years of skill."

Ma Liu explained with a smile:

"Before you entered the Heavenly Prison as a prisoner, I had been in prison for many years. There were not a thousand martial arts masters who were sentenced to death, but five hundred. It was like you were going to have the adventure of the secret recipe for the marrow washing scripture from Hutulong.

Uncle, I have a lot of them, too.”

After a pause, Ma Liu said with his hands behind his back:

"Of course, this great rebirth also comes from your cheap master Hutulong. He has to change his prison uniform when he is imprisoned. How can I not take out the things like him in the pocket of a super-class Shaolin master, Uncle Six?"

“…”

Zhang Wu's face twitched. During the years he was a prisoner, he also took out a lot of things from the prisoner's pockets.

Ma Liu continued:

"Actually, I haven't eaten Qi Practice Pills. I've eaten all the two pieces that Emperor Longqing rewarded you."

"this……"

Zhang Wu's face became hot.

I was very unkind back then. I clearly suspected that there was something wrong with this Qi training pill, so I even gave it to Uncle Six to take it.

As if he saw the guilt in his heart, Ma Liu began to persuade:

"Xiao Wu, don't blame yourself. Even if I don't eat your two, I have to pick two of them from my hands to eat them. Emperor Longqing is not that easy to fool, and Emperor Jing Hao is even more difficult to deceive them. It is not easy to deceive them.



Ma Liu sighed and said:

"Loyalty comes from the heart and is difficult to act. If you don't eat this Qi training pill, the subtleties will easily reveal flaws. The emperor wants you to die. As long as you hesitate a little, it will immediately cause suspicion."

Zhang Wu nodded in agreement.

It’s like every time I change my identity, I have to read “I am Ma Wu” and “I am Lao Jiu” several times to avoid people calling you your real name, subconsciously responding and exposing myself.

It is difficult to change people's hearts and life habits are difficult to reverse. When emperors are all wise and close to demons, they are silly and intrigue with ministers all day long. Whether you act or not, is it easy for them to tell whether they are sincere or not.

After thinking about it, Zhang Wu asked:

"Then Uncle Six, why did you hide it from the ancestor of the Xiao family?"

"I have never seen him, nor have I entered Ganquan Palace, so there is no need to hide it."

Ma Liu shook his head and said:

"As for the eldest prince Xiao Jingyi, I was already top-notch when I first met him, and the gap was not big, and I also hid some strengths for your sixth uncle."

“…just some?”

Zhang Wu looked disbelief.

Ma Liu said freely:

"Okay, I won't hide it from you. In fact, before you entered the Heavenly Prison, I was already the best-in-class. The adventures in the Heavenly Prison are unimaginable. If you can get the secret recipe for marrow washing, I will naturally dig it out if you can get the secret recipe for the marrow washing sutra.

Graves, treasures, secret books."

"..." Zhang Wu.

Uncle Six, you are so fucking dead!

I thought I, Zhang Wu, was the only pride of heaven in the world. Hutulong was in prison and others could not produce the secret recipe for marrow washing sutra. Only I could. Now, I am afraid that it was the opportunity for Uncle Six to deliberately kill the treasure.

Leave it to you.

Otherwise, would it be difficult to pick up Hutulong with his scheming?

You are just a little kid who has traveled through time and can draw secret recipes. Is Ma Liu's methods worse than you?

Thinking of this, Zhang Wu suddenly felt a sense of absurdity in his heart, as if his life was being maliciously manipulated by a visible black hand.

Although, this person is Uncle Six…

But Zhang Wu still felt a little uncomfortable.

It is completely different concepts to grow up by yourself and arrange for you to grow up with others.

The blow to self-confidence is immeasurable.

It may even make you unstable and doubt your life.

Zhang Wu asked in disbelief:

"Uncle Six, don't tell me, you left the Dayu Bu for me on purpose?"

Ma Liushuang understood, smiled and shook his head and said:

"That's your own adventure, and thanks to your Dayu Step, I can reach the top level of the Sixth Uncle."

"Is it just a top-notch peak?"

Zhang Wu murmured, secretly activate telepathy, fighting in time and space, and checking the physical and mental conditions of Uncle Six.

Doing this, digging into the bottom line and digging out all the hidden strength of a person, is very rude and very bad friendship.

But at this moment, Uncle Six was so mysterious, as if he was covered with a layer of fog, which made people unable to help but want to explore his secret.

After a while, Zhang Wu's face was gloomy and gloomy.

Uncle Six did not lie.

He is indeed just a top-notch peak.

Moreover, due to the years of fighting and fighting, he worked hard for a long time and did not know how to maintain his health, he had a lot of secret injuries in his body, so he had no hope of entering the realm of a great master.

Human potential is limited, and there is no perfect person in the world. Uncle Liu has reached his limit in officialdom and martial arts. His talent is not in cultivation, but he can reach the top of the top. He can achieve it purely by magical skills, elixirs, and opportunities.

With his own talent, the top-notch peak is over.

According to Zhang Wu's estimate, even if he helped Uncle Six to regulate his body, repair his secret injuries, and gave him the Wuling Pill, he would have to live for another fifteen years at most.

Even if the supreme master takes action, it is impossible to pull Uncle Six back from the King of Hell.

The more he practices the way of heaven and man, the more Zhang Wu understands that human destiny is destined by heaven. Once the energy is exhausted, it is difficult for gods and immortals to resist.

Uncle Liu has killed countless people in his life, and his hands are covered with blood, which are all harmful to his life.

Killing people will make you unable to sleep at night, have poor rest, overdraw your spirits, and will naturally shorten your life in the long run.

Unless you do not take human life seriously, but instead treat killing as a pleasure, without any psychological burden, and your mood is so strong, then you will be considered to have become an immortal.

However, Zhang Wu could not do it, and the heroic and righteous Ma Liu couldn't do it.

He will participate in court affairs and become the commander of the governor of the tutor. He will spend his energy all day and do not know how to cultivate one's own nature and die very quickly.

Seeing that Zhang Wu was silent, Ma Liu asked:

"Well, why don't you talk?"

"Uncle Six, tell me what you think?"

Zhang Wu asked in distress:

"Since you have also taken Qi Practice Pills and should have a lot of affection for the Xiao royal family. How could you think of getting the imperial edict to be the Duke of the State and putting yourself on the fire?"

Ma Liu sighed and asked:

"Do you want to hear the truth or the lies?"

"Of course it's the truth."

Ma Liu nodded and said slowly:

"Uncle wants to take his great power."


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