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    If Master Yankang knew the origins of these nine old people, he would know why Qin Mu had eyes and a heart that his peers did not have.

    The nine "elderly people" in the disabled village are not only Qin Mu's close relatives, but also his teachers.

    Among these nine people are the Tathagata of today, the sharp spear that used to be, the mute who is the best in treasure refining in the world but rotten and rotten, the jade-faced poison king pharmacist who was once unparalleled in beauty but ruthless, and the god of the heavenly demon sect who moved the world.  The saint with both sides of the devil.

    There is also the deaf man who is honored as a saint of painting by Master Yankang, who steals all over the world and never misses the lame man who can escape from his hands even if one leg is cut off, and is known as the butcher who fights against the gods.

    There is also the emperor and the village head who have been glorious for an era.

    Some of them are broad-minded, some are sentimental, some are compassionate, some are calm, some are cunning, some are good at hiding their hearts, some are full of passion and blood, some are good at planning, some are ruthless, and more  Humans retain a sincere heart and a pure heart.

    It is precisely because of such a village and such people that Qin Mu can be cultivated into a figure that even a sage born once every five hundred years should admire.

    Qin Mu himself didn't feel much. He didn't feel how powerful he was after he walked out of the disabled village. After all, he was a domineering body, and any achievements were taken for granted, so there was no need to make a fuss.

    But in the eyes of others, he is simply a monster-like character. Whether he is poisoning, refining alchemy to save people, or forging, stealing, calligraphy and painting at a young age, he is one of the most powerful masters in the world.

    On the contrary, Qin Mu's combat effectiveness is not regarded by everyone. What he works hard to practice is to do his best to improve his own strength, which is not eye-catching in the star-studded Yankang.

    However, even with the most inconspicuous combat power, he swept away his peers, and even Pangong Tso was repeatedly defeated by him.

    When Qin Mu left Disabled Old Village, his attainments in alchemy were not high, but after leaving the Great Ruins, his attainments in alchemy also improved by leaps and bounds. Even if he was a member of the Taoist sect, not many people could understand the Taixuan Sutra thoroughly, but  Although Qin Mu is not a Taoist, he has thoroughly studied the Taixuan Sutra.

    He came late and came first, and there are not many people in the world who can surpass him in terms of magic skills.

    The more I get in touch with him, the more I feel that this little boy is unusual.

    "If you want to turn the contents of this golden tome into a spell model as soon as possible, you need the help of people who are proficient in spells."

    Qin Mu put away the golden scroll and said, "The first exercise, Magpie Bridge Jue, can be measured within a month and I can establish a model of the spell, but the second exercise, Xuanyin Jue, and the third exercise  There are too many things to calculate for the Fashendu Jue, if I were to sort it out by myself, it would probably take more than a year, and the delay would be too long."

    The Yankang Guoshi, the village head and the cripple all showed solemn expressions. To build a spell model, it is necessary to measure every angle in the space of the golden book and treasure scroll, and use numbers to reconstruct the coordinate points of the three exercises in the space.  This is very important!

    After having the magic number model, I then use the ratio of the divine bridge in the golden book and my own divine bridge as a scale to convert these space coordinates to determine the coordinate points for the operation of my own divine treasure.

    Only in this way can one learn the magpie bridge formula, build a magpie bridge, repair the divine bridge, and extend the divine bridge, and then can further practice the Xuan Yin Jue, making another Xuan Yin bridge from the heaven opposite the divine bridge.

    After completing the Xuanyin Jue, practice the Shendu Jue.

    If there is a deviation in the calculation, the three bridges of Queqiao Xuanyin Bridge, Shendu Bridge and Shendu Bridge cannot be closed, and all previous efforts will be wasted!

    "Among the Taoist sects, the one with the strongest spells is the old Taoist master. However, the old Taoist master has retired, and I don't know where he has gone. The second is the current Taoist master, the original Daoist Lin Xuan."

    Qin Mu continued to measure and calculate, and said: "He has a very high attainment in spells. I have seen him use Dao swords, and his spells are very strong."

    Yankang Guoshi had a headache, and said slowly: "The relationship between Taoism and Yankang Kingdom is not good, but they must be invited out of the mountain. In addition to the golden book and treasure scroll, there is also a sun-shooting cannon that needs them! The sun-shooting cannon  It is extremely important and must be practiced. I am afraid that the Taoist manpower alone is not enough to complete these two things. Therefore, I have to go to Xiaoyujing. But"

    He looked towards the direction of the grassland, his head hurting more and more.

    Now that the Mandi Kingdom has been defeated, it is the best time to annex the grassland, and this opportunity must not be let go!

    It is extremely important to ask Daomen to go out of the mountain, go to Xiaoyujing, march on the grassland, and flatten the Loulan Golden Palace, but he has no skills at all.

    And in the north?The master of the state circulated his mana, fixed him, and let him walk in the air with him involuntarily, and said in a deep voice: "Don't use mana, or the voodoo will explode faster, you just need to point the direction."

    His speed was extremely fast, and the space under his feet seemed to be shortened sharply. After an incense stick of time, Yankang Guoshi traveled thousands of miles to catch up with Bian Zhenyun's troops.

    Before landing from the sky, Yankang Guoshi was stunned.

    He looked around, and there were corpses everywhere on the grassland, the corpses of humans and animals, not only the Yankang army led by Bian Zhenyun, but also the corpses of grassland herdsmen and their livestock!

    The speed at which these corpses decompose is staggering.

    Many blowflies flew all over the sky, buzzing around the countless corpses, but they dared not land.  The flies land on the corpse, and the flies die!

    The corners of Yankang Guoshi's eyes twitched wildly, and suddenly the supernatural being next to him groaned, and the blood from his mouth and the liver and intestines in his stomach rushed out, and he died unexpectedly, and his body fell from his side.

    The heart of Yankang Guoshi is getting heavier and heavier. Now even if Qin Mu, a genius doctor, comes here, it is useless. The Golden Palace has poisoned the entire grassland. It is impossible for Qin Mu to unravel the voodoo in all places!

    National Master Yankang clenched his fists and walked among the mountains of corpses. Many soldiers around Bian Zhenyun were still alive, but their bodies were festering rapidly.

    The corners of Yankang Guoshi's eyes trembled, and he looked at Bian Zhenyun. Bian Zhenyun's cultivation base was strong, and the voodoo did not come close to him, but the old general looked blank, and sat beside a young general, who was his son.  , has died of poisoning.

    "General Bian"

    Bian Zhenyun raised his head blankly, his eyes glazed over.  Yankang Guoshi turned around and left, said in a deep voice: "You stay here, don't enter the customs."

    Bian Zhenyun looked at his back, and suddenly said sharply: "Master, I still have many Yankang children here, we can't let them all die here¡ª"

    The body of Yankang Guoshi trembled, but he did not stop, and continued to walk towards Helan Pass.

    In Guanzhong, Yankang Guoshi looked at each of the Yankang Kingdom supernatural beings carrying blue gourds, but no one made a sound.

    "let's start."

    The Imperial Master Yankang closed his eyes and waved his hand: "Water floods the grassland, cleanse the voodoo."

    The mouths of the gourds were opened one by one, and patches of dark clouds rose into the sky, covering the grassland, and the crackling thunderbolts continued to fall, followed by heavy rain.

    The heavy rain kept falling, and the heavy rain continued to wash away until ten days later, it gradually stopped, and the grassland has become a patch of swamp country.

    Yankang Guoshi entered the grassland again, and countless people and animals were drowned. He found Bian Zhenyun, and there was only Bian Zhenyun left in the Qingmenguan army, and the others were already dead.

    "General Bian, let's go back to the pass." Yankang Guoshi said softly.

    Bian Zhenyun looked at him dumbly, and said in a hoarse voice: "I brought them out, but I failed to bring them back, I am ashamed of them National teacher, you brought our corpses back to the country I am ashamed of you  !"

    Yankang Guoshi opened his mouth, Bian Zhenyun drew his sword, cut off his head, and put his head in front of him with his hands.

    Master Yankang held the white-haired head with both hands, and Bian Zhenyun's body fell to the ground.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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