Although the hall master didn't earn much hatred because his heart was too big, he had enough hatred points of five hundred points, and Mao Xiaowei immediately said to the system:

"I'm going to draw a lottery. ”

The sound of the system followed

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the peerless supernatural power customized by the system for the host - Donkey School Qigong, and the use of supernatural powers is automatically input into the host's brain. ”

Then a series of images and sounds appeared in Mao Xiaowei's mind, all of which were movements and mental methods when using Donkey School Qigong.

Mao Xiaowei followed the action that appeared in his mind, forked a pair of donkey hind legs, cocked his tail, and aimed the donkey's buttocks at the room where the hall master lived.

Then he mobilized a stream of aura from the dantian with his mind, and a feeling of suffocation appeared at the end of the rectum.

At this time, the hall master was still standing on the window of his house and looked at Mao Xiaowei's movements suspiciously, and secretly rejoiced in his heart:

"Yo, is this stupid donkey constipated? deserves it, the spirit stone that destroyed me will be punished. ”

He had just ordered his men to prepare vegetables, and was ready to lure the stupid donkey into the small building with the vegetables that the stupid donkey loved to eat, and then lock the stupid donkey to prevent the stupid donkey from damaging his spirit stone again, fortunately, the loss of spirit stones was not much, otherwise he would not be able to control his anger and whip the stupid donkey.

Mao Xiaowei was already ready to go at this time, thinking in his heart that this donkey faction qigong was based on the turtle faction qigong in Dragon Ball?

Then a cloud of yellow gas came out of Mao Xiaowei's body, and this yellow gas condensed in the night, looking very conspicuous.

Standing at the window of his house, the hall master who was happy to see the stupid donkey constipated looked at the yellow gas and frowned:

"Livestock are livestock, it's rude to discharge so much exhaust gas in public?"

Mao Xiaowei also thought that he would release a shock wave that would directly blow up the hall master's nest, but he didn't expect that it would just expel a yellow cloud of condensed gas.

This made Mao Xiaowei very embarrassed, pouting and whistling towards the small building where he lived, he had to leave this embarrassing place as soon as possible, otherwise it would be bad for people to see it.

The yellow gas, the size of a large tree's canopy, still solidified in the night.

The hall master of the Red Cloud Hall, who had been staring at the yellow gas, was wondering in his heart:

"What kind of is this, why can't it be dispersed?"

As he thought so, a breeze blew in his face, and he saw the frozen yellow gas moving towards him.

He was only twenty meters away from the yellow gas, and when the wind blew it, the yellow gas quickly flew in front of the hall master's face.

After the hall master cursed, he quickly closed the window.

But the earthy yellow gas still poured through the crack in the window into the hall master's bedroom.

A stench that the hall owner will never forget for a lifetime instantly filled the hall master's bedroom, and the oxygen in the air was also expelled by the yellow gas.

The hall master suddenly fell into a state of hypoxia and poisoning, his breathing became rapid, and the rapid breathing made him inhale more stink, inhaling more stink made him retching and dizzy, he staggered and tried to get out of the bedroom, so as to breathe in fresh breath, and scolded Mao Xiaowei's eighteenth generation of donkey ancestors in his heart.

So Mao Xiaowei, who was on the eiderdown couch in Xiaolou and was about to ask the system why the donkey faction qigong was powerless, heard the electronic synthesis sound of the system:

"The hatred value of Hall Master Li, a fifth-grade martial artist from the Xuanwu Realm, is increased by two hundred points. ”

"The hatred value of Hall Master Li, a fifth-grade martial artist from the Xuanwu Realm, is increased by one hundred and fifty points. ”

"To the hatred value of Hall Master Li, a fifth-grade martial artist from the Xuanwu Realm, plus one hundred and fifty points. ”

"The hatred value of Hall Master Li, a fifth-grade martial artist from the Xuanwu Realm, is increased by one hundred. ”

"The hatred value of Hall Master Li from the Xuanwu Realm Five-Rank Martial Arts has been increased by fifty points. ”

"The host account balance is six hundred and fifty points. ”

Mao Xiaowei was a little confused when he heard it:

", this hall master was very good-tempered just now, why is his temperament so big now, is this guy a slow-burning type?"

Mao Xiaowei ran out of the small building where he lived with questions, and as soon as he went out, he saw that the warriors who were guarding him were pointing at the small building where the hall master lived, and they were still talking about something.

I only heard a warrior say disdainfully:

"The hall master of Hongyun Hall is too useless, and if he is a big fart, he will be killed or alive. ”

"It's just that if you are smoked by a breath of fermentation of grains, you will jump off the building, which is too much. ”

These two martial artists were both Xuanwu Realm five-rank powerhouses sent by the big merchants in the city, so they dared to mock the hall master of the Red Cloud Hall with the same strength.

After listening to their conversation, Mao Xiaowei also looked at the small building where the hall master of the Red Cloud Hall lived, and found that the hall master of the Red Cloud Hall, who was usually quite majestic, had leaned out of the window with most of his body, and shouted hoarsely:

"Help, I'm dying of smoke, come and save me. ”

The warriors under his command were erecting ladders, trying to make the Red Cloud Hall Master step on the ladder and come down.

Mao Xiaowei could faintly see yellow gas coming out of the window where the hall master was lying.

This made Mao Xiaowei a little embarrassed, he just created an unsuccessful donkey sect qigong and made the master of the Hongyun Hall of the Xuanwu Sect shout for help.

Is this fermentation of grains so powerful?

Mao Xiaowei put this question to the system, and the system's answer was:

"The power of the Donkey Sect Qigong will increase with the improvement of the host's spiritual power, so the host cannot exert the true power of the Donkey Sect Qigong now. ”

Mao Xiaowei understood the meaning of the system, but he was still unwilling to say secretly:

"Isn't my fermented grain qi strong?"

Thinking like this, Mao Xiaowei once again forked a pair of hind hooves, knocked his tail, and aimed the donkey's buttocks at the hall master who was about to climb down the ladder.

The warriors in the immortal residence had all seen Mao Xiaowei's posture when he was exhausting, so they retreated in fright when they saw him set up his starting hand.

As he retreated, someone shouted:

"Run, the donkey fart is here again. ”

The hall master, who was going down the ladder, heard a warrior in the immortal residence shouting again, turned his head to look, and saw Mao Xiaowei happily releasing yellow gas.

Then a breeze blew, and a large cloud of yellow gas enveloped the hall master again.

The hall master was frightened, jumped down the ladder, and after squatting, he commanded the warriors under him:

"Cover your nose with a wet towel and go inside the house to get my son out. ”

The warriors trembled a little when they looked at the yellow smoke coming out of the room, but they didn't dare to disobey the order of the hall master, so they could only wet their towels and rush in with their noses covered.

The red boy, who had been asleep, had just been woken up, because of the yellow gas, his eyes could not be opened, and the smell made him unable to breathe, so he could only close his eyes and close his breath to find the door in the dark room.

After a while he was out of breath and had to open his mouth to breathe, but he vomited when a mouthful of yellow gas entered his mouth.

At this time, the warriors who came to save him rushed up and carried down the red boy who was almost killed by the yellow gas.

As soon as the red boy went downstairs, he breathed in the fresh air, and after his dizzy head became clearer, he shouted to the warriors around him:

"Whoever puts the stench in my house, stand up for me, and I promise not to kill you. ”