Chapter 40: Daigo Empowerment

On the top of the dark mountain, the old man sat quietly on the blackened stone pier, and the bright moonlight shone down from the sky, setting off the old man's eyeless face a little terrifying.

Although his face was hideous, the old man had a peaceful aura, and his head looked slightly towards the position of the side wing, and then laughed.

"Come out when you wake up, it's not the first time you're here, what's there to worry about?" The voice was a little empty, but it clearly reached Zhang Qi's ears.

Shaking his dizzy head, Zhang Qi struggled to stand up. I looked at the gray walls that had been mottled for a long time, and walked slowly and leisurely outside.

There was no light in the room, and as soon as Zhang Qi came out, he saw the black-robed figure he had met in Wanshang Street standing in the distance, and hesitated and walked over.

He was still a little conscious when he fainted, and he could feel the black-robed figure carrying himself and running quickly into the distance, and there was a whistling wind in his ears.

"This is ......" Looking at some familiar scenes around him, Zhang Qi was stunned for a moment, and his pupils subconsciously shrank.

This is Hangetsu Temple!

Looking at the time, in just one hour, the other party actually went from Linhai City to the central mountain of Zhongshan City with him, even if there was a special car to pick him up, it was impossible to have this speed.

Could it be that the person in front of him is the old man when he and Qi Weiwei came to the Central Mountain before? Zhang Qi narrowed his eyes and slowly leaned towards the old man.

"You sit on the ground." Feeling Zhang Qi coming over, the old man said lightly.

There was nothing around to sit on except for the stone pier where the old man was sitting, Zhang Qi wanted to stand, but he couldn't help but sit down.

"I know you have a lot of questions in your mind, but it's better to listen to me first." The old man coughed, folded his hands and sighed inexplicably.

"I'm Song Dadong's teacher, so I should be your teacher." A plain sentence, but to Zhang Qi's ears, it exploded in his ears like thunder, and his head buzzed for a moment.

This old man turned out to be his own teacher's teacher, that is, his own ancestor!

A cold current suddenly drilled from Zhang Qi's head to the soles of his feet, making him shiver.

"You, it's really ......" Zhang Qi's voice became a lot weaker, thinking about the attitude he had when he first met the old monk, his face was a little unbearable.

"Why is the new generation of soldier kings so wilted?" The old monk suddenly laughed, and his gentle voice was as warm as the sun, even making Zhang Qi feel that he was in the cold winter moon.

An ice-blue halo slowly rippled out from the old monk's feet, and although it was not dazzling, it had a strange feeling.

Zhang Qi didn't think it was a lighting effect, because he could feel the huge energy emanating from each layer of halo.

The energy is simple and vast, and it is full of nature and tranquility.

Zhang Qi had also felt this kind of energy fluctuation before, it was felt in the teacher Song Dadong, and compared with the old monk's, Song Dadong's energy fluctuation was not so condensed, and the energy in it was more tyrannical and bloody.

"This is ......" Zhang Qi looked at the aperture on the ground in a daze, and the whole person couldn't say a word.

"You can also do this kind of energy fluctuation, but your energy is not so strong now, and it is not a simple natural energy, but the energy of a ferocious qi."

The old monk seemed to know what Zhang Qi wanted to ask, pursed his lips and smiled, and with a wave of his big hand, the light blue halo quickly wrapped towards Zhang Qi.

Zhang Qi couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, clutched his chest and coughed, and soon noticed that with himself as the center, a faint red halo condensed, stubbornly resisting the fluctuations of the blue aperture.

His energy fluctuations are the same as Song Dadong's!

"You and your teacher are too murderous, and you will definitely go astray in the long run." The old monk's words knocked on Zhang Qi's chest word by word, and suddenly made him connect a lot of fragmented things.

Why did Old Man Qi arrange for himself to go to Zhongshan City to carry out a mission?

Why is it that every time before he is ready to do it, Sun Mangong looks like he wants to say something?

Why did the teacher Song Dadong suddenly launch the special forces corps, and a person who does not chase fame or profit goes to be a farmer?

Recalling his series of behaviors in the Western Front Building Materials City, Zhang Qi suddenly became frightened for a while, swallowed dryly, but didn't say a word.

"Fortunately, you are still saved, unlike your teacher, who can only go home and farm." The old monk made a joke from time to time, but Zhang Qi didn't feel the slightest bit happy.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Qi hesitated for a moment, and then looked at the old monk tentatively.

"If you want you and me to cultivate your body in this Cold Moon Temple, you will definitely not be able to do it, if you want to get rid of your evil spirit, you only need to promise me three conditions." The old monk looked at Zhang Qi with a smile and said.

Three conditions?

Zhang Qi was stunned for a moment, in fact, when the other party said the identity of Song Dadong and the king of soldiers, he had already guessed the identity of the old monk.

But he was also born as a soldier king, and he and Song Dadong were both tyrannical and murderous, but the old man was a quiet and natural immense.

"Three conditions? Tell me about it? Zhang Qi smiled bitterly and asked softly.

If the conditions can be achieved and his tyrannical nature can be changed, Zhang Qi is still very happy, after all, no one wants to kill without two sentences.

"The first one, give up the killing of blacks in Linhai City." The old man said the first condition with a light smile, and Zhang Qi's face turned cold in an instant.

"I know what you want, I promise that there will not be any blacks in Zhongshan City and Linhai City, and I will contact the relevant departments to deport all blacks." The old monk said calmly.

"I can't do it." Indifferently spit out four words from his mouth, Zhang Qi squinted his eyes and his face was surprisingly cold.

For these black sheep, Zhang Qi never felt the need to keep them.

The old monk seemed to have expected Zhang Qi's reaction, pursed his lips and smiled, and gently stood up from his stone pier, while Zhang Qi had already stood up when he heard this sentence.

"Don't worry, I won't let them go so easily, at least as much as they eat here, I will let them spit it all out intact." The old monk patted Zhang Qi on the shoulder and said, "Don't forget, I used to dedicate my life here!" ”

Although the old monk is now hidden in the mountains, no one knows about his glorious history, but Zhang Qi understands that this old man, like himself, has made countless people frightened, and all those who have ideas about the country are afraid of his existence.

It's just that now it's dusty, just a lonely old man.

"What about the second one?" Zhang Qi sighed, and he agreed that he believed that the old monk would definitely let these blacks receive the punishment they deserved.

"Second, find the dragon's tooth dagger and make up twelve." The old monk's eyes were obscure, and his voice was a little heavy.

"You really know a lot about me......" Zhang Qi was stunned for a moment and could be regarded as agreeing, the twelfth dragon tooth dagger he knew the whereabouts of the Dao, although it was broken, but after all, it could be found.

"Of course, people will talk to me about everything in the country, but I have never been involved." The old monk smiled and raised his hand to touch Zhang Qi.

The dry palm and the arm full of wounds made Zhang Qi's heart tremble a little, for others this may be an ugly wound, but for a soldier, this is a medal that will be imprinted on his body forever.

"The third one you say......" Zhang Qi looked at the old man in awe, bowed down and continued to ask.

Compared with the old man, Zhang Qi was not even as injured as someone else's arm, Zhang Qi can imagine how so many old monks can stand up to the name of special forces ace.

"The third one is simpler, don't give the dragon's tooth dagger to anyone." The old monk said with a smile, but Zhang Qi's heart trembled when he listened.

"Why are you ......" Zhang Qi's words were only halfway said before the old man raised his hand to stop him.

"These three points are not difficult for you, are they?" The old monk asked with a smile.

"Hmm......" nodded, Zhang Qi always felt that what the old monk said was a little weird.

"That's fine, remember the three conditions that promised me."

The old monk said with a faint smile, and the next moment suddenly a burst of blue light flashed, and the old man's hands slapped on Zhang Qi's chest, and layers of visible halos instantly surged towards Zhang Qi's body.

The huge blue energy was scurrying in Zhang Qi's body like an electric current, and soon the entire body faintly exuded a heroic aura, and the originally fleeting hideous expression also became peaceful, his eyes drooped slightly, and his hands were naturally placed on both sides.

The blue light washed Zhang Qi's body layer by layer like a wave, and Zhang Qi's original red energy was quickly forced into the palm of his hand, and the old monk who saw this scene burst into a shout in vain, grabbed Zhang Qi's palm and sucked it up, and then beat Zhang Qi out of the way.

"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell." A Buddha horn sounded in his mouth, and the old man's eyes, which had been shriveled, opened suddenly, and the next moment his red eyes were like ghosts.

Zhang Qi, who was photographed a few meters away from the "master ......", shook his dizzy head, and hurriedly got up and looked at the old monk, but the old monk had already disappeared in place like a ghost.

"Boy, the old man forced the bloody qi into his eyes, and then destroyed it, now that the bloody evil has returned, his eyes will naturally recover, remember not to kill more in the future, otherwise no one can save you again......"

The old man's figure faded away, and the voice faded into nothingness.