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In another week, it will be a long summer vacation, and after the summer vacation, Gao Feng and Liu Zhigang can go to the place where Yueming retreated before his death and after his death. The two places are thousands of miles apart, but most of China, it is a trivial matter to visit Song Yueming's home and worship in Gao Feng's heart, but he looks at this thousands of miles as a trip, so he is a little hopeful.

Gao Feng returned home and eagerly tried the function of the Chinese King Bagua Diagram to test things. What I want to know most in my heart is, of course, the small wooden stick magic weapon that Lao Dao gave him.

Gao Feng took out the small wooden stick, opened the white silk package outside, and slowly started the gossip map in his brain in the face of the small wooden stick, this time the gossip map was very victorious, and the breath in the small wooden stick entered the gossip map, not as much as the last time the mouth cup was measured, but it was speeding up, there was a great power, and the information also appeared quickly.

Gao Feng Zhi said that this may be the breath hidden in the small stick and the breath that is very close to the true qi, so it will also have a role in promoting speculation.

"The original owner, Luo Yuande, 102 years old, is a master of cultivation, and this thing comes from his hand."

"Blocked a bullet for the original owner."

"This magic weapon has also killed twelve people."

There was a lot of information in front of his head, and Gao Feng only saw these few clearly, and the words inside were gone.

Gao Feng still wanted to start and see it clearly, but he couldn't start it again.

The first piece of information in front of Gao Feng is still very clear, but the last two are not very clear. However, when Gao Feng listened to Lao Dao talk about his life experience, he still heard Lao Dao say that he was not afraid in the face of powerful threats, even at gunpoint, even in the face of twelve devils with military swords, he still sent them all to the west by himself.

No wonder Lao Dao said that when he sent them all to the west sky, his eyes lit up with a kind of murderous aura, and if he was a hot-blooded man, he should have a righteous murderous aura.

Gao Feng thought that he was now facing Lan Weifeng, who was not at peace until Song Yueming's death, and couldn't help frowning, no matter what kind of master you are, I will make it very difficult for you to die.

At that time, when Gao Feng listened to Lao Dao talk about this, he felt a little like listening to myths, and he didn't care about it, he just regarded him as an interesting story and didn't take it to heart. Master is old, maybe it's just that something sensational has attracted people's attention, but I didn't expect it to be true. You can also get this kind of information in this little stick that Lao Dao said, but it seems that this magic weapon has helped Lao Dao a lot.

During the Republic of China, Gao Feng's grandfather Gao Zhitian served as a senior staff member in a Kuomintang army. The other troops did not have a high staff like Kochiten, but they were defeated repeatedly, so the various troops paid high salaries all over the country to find a god like Kochiten, of course, such a master from outside the world to find it, so they thought about using high-ranking officials to poach Kochiten. However, the original army still took precautions first, and the high-ranking officials and honorariums were sufficient, and Kochiten broke off the intention of changing jobs, and the other troops gave up their desire to poach talents.

When one of his brothers' troops learned that Gao Zhitian also had a senior brother, Luo Yuande, Wolong and Hidden Tiger, who was enjoying leisure together, the chief immediately personally led his soldiers to the Taoist temple to invite Luo Yuande out of the mountain.

Unexpectedly, this high-winded master, Lao Dao Luo Yuande, made up his mind to cultivate, and he was also used to being idle, and he didn't want to live with the army at all.

For such a Taoist who is high and unworldly, the leader of this army is not angry, and he wants to force a group with his whole body uniform and a short gun on his waist.

Under the hint of the chief's eyes, the group even pulled out their pistols and pointed them at Lao Dao.

Of course, Lao Dao is calm, and he treats them as if they are air.

This line of soldiers looked extremely angry, and they didn't want to be treated with such a good treatment, and they were nested in such a broken way to observe that matter. If you have such a good encounter, it will be the ancestral tomb is smoking, and you can't wait to climb it. It's really more popular than people.

A soldier standing in front of the old road was emotional, but he didn't expect the pistol in his hand to open the safe, and as soon as his hand trembled, a bullet flew out of the gang with a "swish".

Before everyone knew what was going on, they saw a layer of brains on the top of the head of the soldier standing in front of the old road, as if a red mud road had been opened in the middle of the head.

The gun in the soldier's hand was still emitting a trace of green smoke, and it was obvious that the soldier had gone off the fire, but the gun in his hand was still good enough to face the old man!

Why didn't you hurt Lao Dao, but hurt the brains of the shooter himself? The group was dumbfounded.

Or the leader of the army reacted faster, and this kind of strange thing must have come from the previous cultivator. Since there was a misfire incident that offended Lao Dao, he still had to move him, originally he just wanted to ask the soldiers to scare and scare Lao Dao with pistols, but he didn't expect such a result, if it weren't for Lao Dao's mercy, maybe this soldier would have fallen a long time ago.

"Fuck, whoever told you to shoot, you put down all the guns in your hands! How dare you so rudely hold a gun at this immortal, and shoot without knowing whether he is alive or dead? The chief's voice was so fierce that it was extremely exaggerated, and with the shouting and scolding, a huge solid slap fell on the face of the shooting soldier like thunder, until his palm was numb, and he raised his foot and kicked it hard.

The soldier in front of Lao Dao was originally misfired, but he didn't know what the spicy pain in his head was, and he was scraped and kicked by the chief, and fell to the ground. Instinct made him quickly get up and walk a few steps away.

The head of the unit faced Lao Dao, knelt on the ground with his feet with a "horn", and kept lit on the ground like a chicken pecking rice, and the soldiers saw that their leaders were kneeling down and knelt down to plead with Lao Dao.

"The gods are above, we don't know Mount Tai with our eyes, and please have a lot of adults!"

"Please have a lot of them! There are a lot of adults! ......" and a group of soldiers begged for mercy together, and the sound of their heads on the ground mingled with the incessant begging for mercy.

When everyone nodded and shouted tired, the chief took the lead to stop. Hearing that the chief stopped, everyone straightened their upper bodies and looked at the place where Lao Dao was standing in front of him, and Lao Dao had left at some point. Everyone quickly got up and walked away.

In fact, Lao Dao had this small wooden stick magic weapon on his body at that time, so he was able to block the bullets fired by the soldiers in front of him.

This magic weapon has the function of tracking and positioning the reflection of the harmful objects flying towards the body, and the harmful objects reflected back can all hit the center of the eyebrows of the launcher, how strong it is when it comes, and how strong it is when it is reflected back. It is okay to use this magic weapon without cultivation, and there is no controllable true qi in the body, but it is also a high-grade magic weapon to protect the body according to this pattern. Of course, it is best for the true qi in the body to reach level 3 or above, and it can also control the reflexes, change the direction and increase and decrease the intensity.

At that time, the true qi level in Lao Dao's body was also the third level of Gao Feng's current level. Therefore, it can be well controlled to reflect the bullet that has gone away, and when the bullet is reflected back, there is a little deviation, and it is not in the center of the soldier's brow, otherwise he would have been killed.

With Lao Dao's cultivation in the current Dan period, it is not difficult to grab bullets with bare hands.

These soldiers, of course, don't want to worry about them, and it is extremely pitiful to become a tool for others to fight for power and profit in troubled times, just teach them some lessons. If it weren't for the fact that when the bullet was reflected back, Lao Dao changed some direction and hit his eyebrows, he would have died a long time ago. Rubbing a path across his head and leaving a large scar is a wake-up call. Whether they can wake up or not depends on their consciousness, and I hope they will seek more blessings for themselves.

This chief still seems to be very familiar with the people who make the wind and rudder, and when he sees that Lao Dao is a master of cultivation, he wants to use all his self-deprecating methods to beg for mercy. If you don't want to let them go, the group is not a sophisticated opponent with a gun, after all, the small stick magic weapon in his hand still has the function of a clone.

Gao Feng already felt that it was amazing when he heard this, but he didn't expect Lao Dao to say that this wooden stick had even more incredible functions.