Chapter Eighty-Six: The Strength of Senior Brother Maoshan

Looking at the expression of the Thousand Enemies Daojun, Qin Hui said disapprerovitically, "It's not my son, why do I care if he lives or dies!" ā€

After hearing this, Qianqiu Daojun jumped up from the bed and stepped out of the door in one step, "Hmph, then what nonsense are you talking about!" Take me there! ā€

Looking at the Thousand Enemies Daojun and releasing the magic frame in the courtyard, Qin Hui couldn't help but shake his head and said, "What an impatient!" Then, under the greeting of the Thousand Enemies Daojun, Qin Hui slowly jumped onto the frame.

And after Qin Hui went up, Qianqiu Daojun shook off the dust and sat cross-legged on the frame and recited the words. And without saying anything, four men in black robes just carried the frame and ran up into the air, as if there were steps under their feet.

As soon as the Dharma frame reached the heavens, Qianqiu Daojun said with difficulty like a person with a stutter, "You, where is your place, use your hands, fingers, and pointers, and I'll take a look." Qin Hui looked at the Dharma frame in the sky, and the pale Thousand Enemies Daojun, nodded thoughtfully, and then spoke, "Go northwest." ā€

After hearing Qin Hui's words, Qianqiu Daojun muttered unknown words and phrases in his mouth, commanded the law frame with a whisk, and rushed towards the direction that Qin Hui was pointing, as fast as a cannonball.

Uncle Jiu's house is far from Qin Hui's research institute, and it is said that it is close and far. Anyway, with Qin Hui's foot strength, it would take half an hour. You must know that usually, with Qin Hui's speed and running with all his might, it is not an exaggeration to say that he travels thousands of miles in a day and eight hundred in a night.

"It's here, it's here." Ten minutes later, Qin Hui, who was in the air, looked at the scenery below and said to Qianqiu Daojun who was in a cold sweat.

"Huh" Qianqiu Daojun exhaled a long breath, with a tired look on his face. Then with a wave of dust, under the support of the four black-clothed people, he landed next to the small building.

After descending the Dharma frame, Qin Hui asked the Thousand Enemies Daojun who was wiping his sweat, "Daojun, what kind of Dao method is this?" It can actually make us fly in the air! ā€

After Qianqiu Daojun got off the frame, although he shook for a while, after stabilizing his body, he still ran towards the gate and said, "This is the Five Ghost Carrying Technique. ā€

"The five ghosts can make people fly! You didn't lie to me, did you? Qin Hui looked at the Thousand Enemies Daojun who broke into the door directly, and was not angry at all, but asked suspiciously. Because these five ghost handling techniques are so famous, even Qin Hui, who lives in the era of science and technology, has also seen this spell from which TVs. Among them, in the legend of the White Lady, Xiaoqing, who has practiced for thousands of years, will use the method of five ghosts to carry it, and use this spell to empty the silver taels of the county government. But that's it, Qin Hui has never heard of it, this spell can make people fly. In this way, with curiosity, Qin Hui also walked into the small building quickly.

"Hui'er, Hui'er! How so! How so! Impossible, this is impossible, Hui'er must still be on Maoshan Mountain! This must be fake," Qianqiu Daojun shook his head in disbelief as he looked at the beggar with a gray-black face who had already died on the chair.

Looking at the gray-haired Qianqiu Daojun, Wu Zitong on the side persuaded, "Dao Chief, you can mourn, after our boss leaves, your son will no longer be able to do it." I'm a doctor, but I couldn't save his life. ā€

After hearing this, Qianqiu Daojun raised his head in disbelief, shook his head firmly, and said, "No, no, he must not be Hui'er, you must be lying to me!" Say, whatever you want, as long as you are willing to let Hui'er go, I will definitely agree to you. After saying this, Qianqiu Daojun looked at Wu Zitong, who was not speechless, and then puffed, knelt in front of the beggar, and cried and begged with tears on his face, "I only had Hui'er at the age of forty-five, please, you just let Hui'er go, he is just an ignorant child, don't embarrass him, come to me if you have anything." ā€

Looking at the Thousand Enemies Daojun who was crying with tears on his face, Qin Hui never thought that that majestic Daojun would actually have such an appearance. But that's it, Qin Hui still said helplessly, "Dao Chief, this is the destiny of heaven, you should mourn and change!" Hui'er is dead now, I think it's better to burn the corpse, otherwise it won't be good if the corpse changes. ā€

"Dead! He's dead! Qianqiu Daojun stroked the beggar's face and said blankly.

Looking at the appearance of Qianqiu Daojun, Qin Hui shook his head and said to Wu Zitong, "You go and do things first, you don't need you here." ā€

"You still have to do things!" Wu Zitong looked at the watch on the wall and said helplessly.

Hearing his words, Qin Hui looked at the beggar who was already out of breath, and said firmly, "It's really yĆ n, you must not stop." After saying this, Qin Hui looked at Wu Zitong, who was full of dissatisfaction, and asked, "You said that this is your dream, why, when you encounter such a setback, do you want to give up?" ā€

"This!" Wu Zitong looked at Qin Hui and opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything. After waiting for a while, Wu Zitong took a deep breath, nodded, and said, "Okay, for dreams, dreams." ā€

After Wu Zitong went out, Qin Hui stood aside like this, looking at the Thousand Enemies Daojun who was constantly wailing.

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs." More than half an hour later, just as Qin Hui closed his eyes to recuperate, Thousand Enemies Daojun suddenly stopped crying and stood up from the ground.

"Daojun, your hair!" Looking at the Thousand Enemies Daojun who was full of buns and turned white, Qin Hui shouted in surprise.

Hearing this, Qian Qiu slowly turned his head and looked at Qin Hui with a cold expression, "My son died in your family, so I want you to do me a favor." ā€

"Hmmm! What do you want? Qin Hui looked at Qian Qiu with a sneer on his face, and couldn't help but be secretly vigilant.

When Qianqiu Daojun heard this, he took out a small medicine bottle, and then took out a pill and ate it into his mouth. After swallowing a pill into his abdomen, Qianqiu Daojun's face turned rosy, and he smiled, "What are you doing!" Shortly after my son's death, I sent a forbidden technique of exchanging his life, which allowed him to replace him with someone else's life, so that I could recall his soul from the underworld. And as long as his soul can come back, I can use the technique of manipulating corpses to return his soul to his body, making him a half-corpse and half-human corpse demon, so that he will not leave me again. ā€

"The art of changing lives! Half-corpse, half-human! After Qin Hui muttered, he looked at the smiling Thousand Enemies Daojun, frowned, and then kicked it like a Thousand Enemies Daojun.

At the moment when Qin Hui raised his leg, Qianqiu Daojun raised his hand and directly blocked Qin Hui's kick. said, "Hehe, you're very alert!" Yes, yes, it's really good to exchange your warriors' lives for Hui'er. ā€

Feeling the feeling of being a normal person under his feet, kicking the sandbag, Qin Hui couldn't help frowning, and said strangely, "I really didn't expect that your martial arts skills are actually higher than that of Uncle Jiu!" ā€

Qianqiu Daojun used his hand hard and pushed Qin Hui out. Then he clapped his hands and sneered, "I can be in charge of Maoshan for decades, and I can divide the Taoist world with Fumo Mountain and Longhu Mountain." This thousand machines that have just entered the true monarch, can they still be seen by me! Now you better give me your life! After saying this, Qianqiu Daojun waved his hand and shouted, "Chunmu Dafa" With the words, a log half a meter thick and thin was thrown out of Qianqiu Daojun's sleeve and shot towards Qin Hui.

Looking at Qianqiu Daojun's sleeves, a eyepick that was originally only the size of a toothpick flew out of his sleeve and became as big as a bucket. Qin Hui couldn't help but say in disbelief! "Hmmm! You use the Five Ghost Carrying Technique to move yourself, and you can still use it like this! With your use of spells, you are worthy of being a person who can overwhelm Uncle Jiu. Your method is really not simple! Saying this, Qin Hui's body tilted and let go of the shot log.

"Well said, well said." After the Thousand Enemies Daojun finished speaking, the blue mark on his head flashed, and then he slapped towards Qin Hui with a palm, and shouted, "Palm thunder." ā€

At the moment when Qianqiu Daojun raised his hand, Qin Hui, who knew that it was not good, retreated back again and again, and finally rushed out of the door when he sent out a palm thunder.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, Qin Hui looked at the wall that had been punched out with a big hole, and couldn't help but take a secret breath. Then he quietly took the pistol in his hand. And just after Qin Hui took out his gun for the first time in Mr. Zombie's world, Thousand Enemies Daojun flew out of the hole that was punched out like lightning. Looking at the Thousand Enemies Daojun flying out, Qin Hui quickly adjusted the muzzle of the gun.

"Palm thunder, Chunmu Dafa." "Gun fighting, ballistic dodge. Curve shot, bang, bang, bang. ā€

When the dust cleared, Qin Hui held a huge tree in his hand, and after glancing at the scorched black pit beside him, he laughed at the Thousand Enemies Daojun, "Daojun deserves to be a Daojun!" What a spell! After saying this, Qin Hui threw away the log in his hand and retracted the pistol into his clothes.

And after listening to Qin Hui's words, Qianqiu Daojun on the opposite side also smiled slightly, and then made a mockery and said, "Originally, I heard Qianji say that Mr. Qin has strong skills. At the time, I thought it was an exaggeration! I didn't expect that I, the junior brother of a thousand machines, would be humble! ā€

After Qianqiu Daojun finished making the audit, he waved at Xiaolou. And with his movements, the dead beggar, wrapped in five black smokes, flew out of the small building and came to the side of the Thousand Enemies Daojun. Looking at his son beside him, Qianqiu Daojun waved his hand and released the law frame and four law corpses, and then took the beggar to the top of the law frame, and smiled at Qin Hui, "Thank you Mr. Qin today, if Xiaodao is still here, I won't bother and leave." After saying this, Qianqiu Daojun sat down cross-legged as if nothing had happened, and disappeared from Qin Hui's sight under the movement of the four corpses.

Sweeping his eyes, Qin Hui's fingers were trembling slightly on the faint bloodstain where the Thousand Enemies Dao Monarch was standing. But despite this, Qin Hui still looked at it with a smile on her face, and the Thousand Enemies Daojun slowly disappeared into the night. Because Qin Hui knew that Qianqiu Daojun's injuries were not serious at all, and he was not sure what kind of strength those black-clothed corpses were. So he didn't have any grudges with Qianqiu Daojun, although he was unwilling, he still had no intention of breaking the net.

When he walked into the small building from the big hole that was punched out by the Thousand Enemies Daojun, Qin Hui looked at the blackened wall tiles in the broken place, and couldn't help but think, "This Maoshan is in charge, and the Thousand Enemies Daojun has such a means, so what level should it be to name Maoshan and the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, which has suppressed half of Maoshan Mountain!" Thinking of today's thrill, and the palm thunder with unparalleled power and speed, Qin Hui couldn't help but sigh and said, "The world is out of my generation!" The masters are really overwhelmed! It seems that I will not be lonely in my path."