Outside is the reciprocating tide, in the room, Zhang Zhiwei's palm of one hand, the golden magic basket flickered, and the magic urn flashed with mysterious Taiyi lines.

His other hand was sketching, and the golden lines gushed out from his fingertips like flowing water, unbelievably outlining the handwriting, turning into a small seal of the Nine Palaces surging and rolling, jumping on the Dharma Urn, and inscribed in it.

"Whew!"

Zhang Zhiwei let out a sigh of relief, put away the urn, and said to himself: "Another chapter is inscribed, and the thirty-nine chapters of the Shangqing Sutra have been inscribed by a small half. ”

I blasted my waist and was about to go out to get some supper to eat, when I saw Lu Jin, Lu Ci, and Lu Ren rushing over.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Zhiwei asked.

As the eldest brother, Lu Ren took a step forward and quickly told Zhang Zhiwei about the previous situation.

"The Wokos hit our fishing boat?" Zhang Zhiwei frowned, this group of dogs really likes to play this kind of trick, they hit a fishing boat a hundred years ago, and they will hit a fishing boat a hundred years later.

As soon as his mind moved, Zhang Zhiwei communicated the interior scene and pinched his fingers.

This kind of means is the basic exercise of a warlock, Zhang Zhiwei naturally will, although he does not calculate the future, but this kind of thing that has happened is still harmless.

This time it was calculated, it was not a big deal, and there was no very heavy existence in it, so it was not difficult, and it was easy to shatter the ball of light in the interior scene, and a picture appeared in my mind.

Due to the competition in the fishing industry, two Japanese iron-hulled ships with the logo of the Fisheries Association Company retaliated against an old wooden lock boat, smashing the hull of the old lock boat with the sharp part of the bow, causing the old lock boat to be severely shattered, and even the keel was broken.

The angry fishermen tried to resist, but they were beaten into a sieve by a volley of fire, and then the fishermen on the other side of the Japanese took a large bucket of gasoline and poured it on the deck of the old lock boat, setting it on fire directly, and wanted the boat to disappear completely into the sea.

"It's really a bandit, it's a fisherman, but it's like a pirate!" Zhang Zhiwei frowned and said: "Looking at their skillful movements, this kind of thing is definitely not the first time it has happened, if we haven't seen it, it's just that, but since we have seen it, this matter is not over!" ”

"Senior Brother Zhang, do you need to find a reason to stop this ship?" Lu Ren asked.

"It's just a trivial matter, why bother to do it?"

Zhang Zhiwei pointed at Lu Jin and Lu Ci: "I will use the crane to carry you over, one person does one boat, remember, be clean and neat!" ”

For a group of ordinary widows, Zhang Zhiwei has no intention of taking action personally, isn't this the use of the little brother?

"Sitting on the crane?"

Lu Jin and Lu Ci instantly remembered Zhang Zhiwei's crane talisman, this thing, they have been coveting it for a long time, when they set off for Liaodong before, they ran on the ground, and the scene of Senior Brother Zhang flying in the sky is still vivid.

The two glanced at each other, their eyes full of murderous intent and excitement.

"Senior Brother Zhang, don't worry, it must be neat," Lu Jin said fiercely: "He must be bleeding, and no one will be left!" ”

Lu Ci also let go of his cruel words: "Senior Brother Zhang, don't worry, don't talk about the people in that boat, even the eggs in that boat, I will scatter!" ”

"It's quite ruthless," Lu Ren said curiously, "Where did you hear all these cruel words?" ”

"I'll talk about this later, I'm all I want to do right now is to kill those bandits!" Lu Ci said.

Later, the three of them came to the deck, because the big ship was sailing, the place of the incident was getting farther and farther away, and the light of the fire was getting smaller and smaller.

However, this does not affect Zhang Zhiwei, he has a delusional eye, he can see the movement in the distant sea clearly, and he may even see the ugly faces of the two fishing boats on the sneering ugly faces.

Zhang Zhiwei pinched a trick, and the golden talisman flew out, and a white crane turned into light, with white feathers and a red crown, and a wingspan of several meters.

"Go and come back!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

Lu Jin and Lu Ci immediately jumped onto the crane's back.

Zhang Zhiwei pointed with his hand.

The crane soared into the sky and spread its wings into the distance.

Lu Ren pursed his lips, with some envy in his eyes, but he didn't offer to go together, just took a telescope to watch the movement.

The speed of the crane transformed into a crane by the Crane Talisman was very fast, far exceeding the large ship, and it soon flew above the two Japanese fishing boats.

At this moment, the old lock ship was almost burning, and it was basically impossible for it to exist alive.

On the back of the crane, the two glanced at each other, and the tacit understanding established all the way from birth to death, the division of labor between the two was clear in an instant.

Lu Jin jumped down from the crane first.

At the same time, on the deck of the fishing boat below, the Japanese fishermen were drinking wine and smiling, watching the scene of the burning fishing boat slowly sinking not far away, not paying any attention to the fact that death had fallen from the sky.

"Bang!"

A dull voice rang out.

The smiling fisherman was stunned for a moment, and when he looked back, he saw a man standing in the middle of the deck with a white light.

"You ......"

One of them asked in Japanese, but halfway through the conversation, he didn't even have a chance to snort, and Lu Jin twisted his neck, this scene was appalling.

"Ahh

The screams of panic resounded throughout the fishing boat, and then the dull sound of flesh resounded, and the Japanese fishermen on the boat, one by one, fell in a pool of blood on the ground.

The big movement on the deck also led the people in the cabin out, and several Japanese fishermen with rifles in their hands and shouting Baga in their mouths rushed out to shoot Lu Jin.

Lu Jin soared into the air like a falcon, did not dodge or dodge, and faced the widow who rushed out, the one closest to him, with a face full of meat and a handful of sanitary mustaches.

As soon as the man's pupils shrank, he was about to raise his gun to shoot, but Lu Jin reached out and grabbed it, and then stabbed the gun into the eyes of the widow.

It wasn't a gun with a swallowing blade that stabbed out, but a rifle with a hole in the black hole.

"Poof", the barrel stuffed with minced meat was forced out of the back of the fisherman's head, this scene was cold and violent, and there was still a little bit of the young master of the Lu family.

Lu Jin pulled out the barrel of the gun and rushed into the cabin, the roar and screams were intertwined, and for about ten breaths, there was no movement inside, only a figure wrapped in white light slowly walked out.

…………

At the same time, on another Japanese fishing boat, corpses were all over the deck, and Lu Ci sat on a pile of corpses, holding a bloodstained stick in his hand, and the cold arrogance with the smell of blood was spraying wantonly.

This stick is used for fishing, and sometimes when it comes to a particularly noisy fish, the fishermen will give it a few sticks.

It's just that this stick, which fishermen used to use to catch fish, is now used on themselves.

"Are you happy to set fire to the ship?"

Lu Ci carried a big stick and walked up to a short man in a jacket.

The limbs of this dwarf were twisted like twisted flowers, all of them were twisted alive by Lu Ci, and the pain made his face distorted, and he wriggled on the deck like maggots.

He was the captain of this ship, and with the idea of capturing the thief and capturing the king first, as soon as Lu Ci jumped down, he broke the captain's limbs, and then in front of him, he used the fishing stick to kill his crew.

All kinds of flesh-and-blood pictures were staged in front of him, and in this short period of time, the psychological pressure he was under can be imagined.

He spoke in his hometown dialect with a strong accent, and even Lu Ci, who was proficient in Japanese, couldn't understand it.

However, it didn't matter, Lu Ci dragged the big wooden stick over, and the wooden stick rubbed against the deck and made a sound.

Lu Ci got closer and closer, and the captain of the Japanese Captain struggled desperately, squirming frantically on the deck like a seal.

Lu Ci walked up to him, kicked him over with a hook of his foot, face up, back down, and then raised the wooden stick covered with flesh under his frightened eyes.

"Woo~!"

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the big wooden stick crushed his limbs little by little, from the bottom up.

"Poof! Poof! ”

Blood spurted far away, and the wooden stick was light and heavy, and smashed very irregularly, making the deck black and red as if it had opened a soy sauce shop.

After finishing the work, Lu Ci threw down the stick, looked around, found the oil drum that had not been used up when the group of people set the fire before, poured out the oil inside, struck a match, the flames jumped, and the entire deck was on fire.

Perhaps it is the tacit understanding between the enemies, echoing it, the opposite boat is also lit up with a raging fire, this time, two fires are lit on the sea at the same time, the scene is quite spectacular.

However, Lu Jin and Lu Ci had no intention of appreciating it, the big ship was getting farther and farther, and they had to rush back.

The two stepped on their feet, jumped on the back of the crane, and flapped their wings away, leaving only the fire behind them.

The crane flew back over the big ship, turned into a golden talisman and flew to Zhang Zhiwei's body, and Lu Jin and Lu Ci also returned to the deck one after another.

"Senior Brother Zhang!" Lu Ci clasped his hands and said, "It's done!" ”

"You two are a little ruthless!"

Lu Ren clenched the telescope in his hand and said with some dumbfounded, the scene of Lu Jin and Lu Ci doing it just now, he could see it clearly with the telescope, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, when did Lu Jin and Lu Ci have such a heavy killing intent?

"Is this ruthless?" When Lu Ci said this, he remembered the scene when Zhang Zhiwei broke through in Bincheng, it was a mountain of corpses and a river of blood, and the little scene he had just now was far less!

"Ruthless!" Lu Ren gave an affirmative answer.

"I'll talk about it later, now that I've watched the play, I'm angry, and my thoughts are clear, it's time to sacrifice to the Five Organs Temple, let's go, let's have some supper!"

Zhang Zhiwei said, entering the cabin, and several other people hurriedly followed.

After eating and drinking, Zhang Zhiwei returned to the room and continued to condense the Fa Gong.

As for the burned lock boat, they didn't care, the fishermen lived on the sea, and the sea was their companion, and the sea was their belonging.

It didn't take long for the big ship to completely leave the sphere of influence of the Japanese invaders.

For the next few days, the days at sea were unusually calm.

Zhang Zhiwei will blow the sea breeze on the deck in his spare time from his practice.

And Lu Jin and Lu Ci, two militants, would compete on the deck from time to time, instruct each other, and digest the essence of Li Shuwen's practice.

As for Wang Ai, he was messing with those crew members, brainwashing them, saying something about a god called the Tiantong Sect Master, saying that it was a bad thing, and the crew members who didn't believe it were all believed, and even a few older crew members secretly enshrined the tablet of the Tiantong Sect Master in the room.

However, this kind of power of faith is extremely mottled, almost useless, and it is full of impurities of desire, what to get rich, marry more wives and so on.

Zhang Zhiwei didn't care much, packed them all into the hall space, and when there was too much accumulation, he burned it again to see how much useful it could be extracted.

Soon, five days passed, during which the big ship docked several times, and some nearby Inhuman forces chose to disembark.

However, Zhang Zhiwei and his entourage have been staying on the ship, and the four of them are all in the area of Suzhou and Hangzhou, and they must be at the end of the line.

The terminal port was in sight, and in the room, Zhang Zhiwei flickered with one hand, and outlined the golden light with the tip of the other finger, and the golden light turned into countless small seals, which merged into the magic basket and disappeared without a trace.

Immediately afterwards, a pinprick-like pain passed down Zhang Zhiwei's wrist to his brain, and before he could react, a cold feeling soaked in his heart and spleen returned to his wrist.

When there were only three days before the conferral meeting, the Dharma urn was successfully condensed, and the 39 chapters of the Shangqing Dynasty were engraved on the Dharma urn word for word.

Zhang Zhiwei opened his eyes and looked at his wrist, the magic urn in his hand was still the Taishang Zhengyi Alliance Powerful Scripture Jar, but it was much more complicated than before, it had already met the minimum requirements for promotion to the Shangqing Five Thunder Sutra, and it was only about to report the Dharma lineage.

"It's still a little insufficient, this kind of magic urn that only engraves the basic scriptures, but does not engrave the outer urn, and rushes out in a hurry, has the level of the inner urn, but there is no means of the outer urn, and the power is really a bit simple!"

The essence of the outer urn and the inner urn are talismans, just a short abbreviation for the sake of good distinction, the inner urn is actually the Taishang Sanwu Gong Sutra Urn, the Taishang Zhengyi League Wei Sutra Urn this kind of Dharma, the outer urn is the five force charms, the sealing scripture symbols, and the charm of the eye.

In short, the internal gong is equivalent to the internal power, and the outer urn is equivalent to the external power, and the two complement each other.

There is no external strength, but there is no internal strength, which in the martial arts world, it is called a routine, called a showcase, and it can't stand the fight.

After learning the Eight Wonder Techniques to the Heavenly Urn, you can go straight to the heavenly veins in one step, ignore the rituals required by the imperial decree gods, and directly use the means, which is equivalent to learning various martial arts routines perfectly.

But without the support of internal strength, no matter how well the routines are learned, they are just bluffing, and if they really fight, they will be broken when they touch it.

Later, Lu Jin was like this, a dignified ten, the owner of the Eight Wonder Skills, as soon as he thought of the talisman, all kinds of spirit talismans were dense like rain, which was more terrifying than a machine gun, but when it was implemented, it was thunder and rain.

With the cultivation of the elderly Lu Jin's life, he shouldn't be so weak, and the root cause is because he is not a Taoist priest with Fu Zheng, and he has an outer urn and no inner urn to match.

And there is no internal strength, no external strength, it is somewhat similar to bodybuilding, looking strong, a bench press is hundreds of kilograms, but it is not necessarily a boxer who bench presses dozens of kilograms.

But if the two are combined, with both bodybuilding strength and boxing skills, then a KO monster with quite terrifying punching power will be born.

Zhang Zhiwei is now in the talisman, which is equivalent to practicing bodybuilding, piling up strength, frantically condensing the inner urn, and ignoring the outer one.

"However, the conferral conference is imminent, this is also an expedient measure, first get the level of the inner urn up, after the conferral conference, after obtaining the legal position, then go to study the outer urn!"

"The score is not high, just pass, now the master has no excuse to tie me to the flying sword and spiral into the air!"

"By the way, Uncle Shoucheng once said, with my eight characters, if I can obtain the legal position, the highest specification can command 100,000 heavenly soldiers, and there must be generals if there are soldiers, if it is successful, I don't know what kind of body protector will I be equipped with?"

Zhang Zhiwei got up and went out, ready to report the good news and let his uncle take care of it.

(End of chapter)