Chapter Seventy-Two: The Black Tide Rises on the River
Three hundred years of collecting treasures are extremely precious to anyone, especially warriors and warlocks.
No one knows how many lost masteries in the rivers and lakes, how many forbidden secret methods in the mystical arts, this Taoist priest looked at the burning library in front of him, and the whole person was already stunned.
"Hand over your strength, or be thrown in......"
In the next second, Ning Buqi's voice sounded again, and he picked up a shaman with one hand and spoke coldly.
"Han people, don't think about it...... Ah......h
The shaman who was picked up by Ning Buqi looked at Ning Buqi with a cold face, as if he wanted to say a few words, however, just after saying the four words, his body had suddenly vacated and fell into the library.
"Han, I'll give you my strength and get me out...... Help me......"
The terrible screams sounded in the library pavilion, the buildings of this era were made of sun-dried wood, and the library in the palace was no exception, and with a fire, the library pavilion at this time was definitely enough to melt gold and iron, and it would never take a few minutes for a big living person to be thrown into it to become a barbecue, whether you are a master of martial arts or a warlock with profound occult arts.
Outside the library pavilion, even the gangsters and Long Er with the Heaven and Earth Society had a faint trace of unbearability flashing on their faces.
Killing people and throwing people directly into the fire to roast them is definitely not a thing.
"Power, or be thrown in......"
It's just that Ning Buqi didn't pay any attention to the sound in the fire, although he had already absorbed the mysteries of the dragon snatching technique and integrated it into the ten thousand laws of nature, he believed that what he absorbed would definitely not be all the mysteries of this mystical art.
According to the experience of the previous world, the skills that the belief system can improve are limited, so this absorption is probably not infinite, and now, since he has absorbed the dragon snatching technique, then he must learn this technique completely.
And in addition to this, he needs to deter the Taoist priest.
After all, there are still a few shamans, and he can do whatever he wants, but there is only one Taoist priest, even if there is still Longhu Mountain behind him, who knows if the Longhu Mountain in this world is the same as Huang Feihong's world, there is only such a profound mysticism.
"Han people, the shaman's methods are far inferior to that one...... Ah, stop......"
This shaman who was picked up by Ning Buqi was finally much more honest, but this guy still wanted to lead the way to the trouble, but, in the same way, before he finished speaking, the whole person had been thrown into the library by Ning Buqi.
"Han Chinese, the power of the shaman is simple......"
With a terrible scream, one of the remaining shamans immediately spoke loudly.
Two people, two barbecues, and the rest of the shamans were directly intimidated, and next to him, the Taoist priest was completely awake at the moment, he looked at the burning palace library, and then looked at these Manchu shamans, and then looked at Ning Buqi in horror.
He naturally knew what it meant for Ning Buqi to stay so leisurely next to the burning library in the palace, and to throw two of the most respected shamans of the Manchus into barbecue, there is no doubt that at this time, the palace and even the entire capital have been cleaned up by Ning Buqi's power, what Manchuria's first warrior worship, what Manchu's royal dragon qi, all the power has been cleaned up.
"It's a pity, if you can be born early, even thirty years earlier, Lao Dao will definitely help you ......"
Sitting on the ground, the Taoist priest watched the shamans under Ning Buqi's methods begin to quickly reveal the mysteries of the shaman's power one by one, and a bitter smile suddenly appeared.
Suddenly, the Taoist priest's hands and feet were all broken, and the figure that should not have been able to move jumped up violently, like an arrow, into the library wrapped in fire.
"Hou Shengzi, you have made a big mistake, the old man can win three years of time for Kyushu, I hope you can get lost, otherwise, someone will suppress you and ......"
A deep voice sounded from the flames of the library pavilion, even if this Taoist priest ended his life at this time, his words still carried a thick sense that he was right, and Ning Buqi was wrong tone.
"The brain is really pitted......"
Listening to the words of the Taoist priest, there will be people in heaven and earth who will speak coldly and mock.
Ning Buqi looked at the Taoist priest who disappeared into the fire, frowned slightly, and then began to listen to several shamans talk about the mystery of shamanic power again.
Soon, these shamans have fully spoken the mystery of shamanic power.
The technique of seizing the dragon is to seize the power of heaven and earth, the fortune of the dynasty, and the dragon qi of the son of heaven......
It can be said that the power of these shamans is completely robber, and according to these shamans, it was precisely because of their power that the Manchu Qing Dynasty was able to rise.
It's just that this kind of power is no longer suitable after the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs, so after entering the customs, the people who love the Xinjue Luo family began to deliberately suppress the shamans, and by the way supported Taoism and Buddhism in the Central Plains to replace them, and in the end, the Taoists who were best at cultivating qi, including raising dragon qi, stood out and became the protector sect of the Manchu Qing Dynasty.
According to these shamans, this is probably the reason why the Taoist priest was so partial to the Manchus just now.
"Forgetting the ...... of Ancestors"
"Hehe, which one of the existences that can last for thousands of years is not like this, the one in Shandong is not, or Shaolin, Wudang, Emei are not ...... these famous and decent families"
Next to him, Long Er sneered.
Ning Buqi waved his hand to kill the remaining shamans after the shaman finished talking about the mysteries of shaman's power and confirmed that these mysteries had indeed been repaired to the extreme.
Although the Taoist priest's words at the last moment still took him to kill Kangxi this time and cripple the Manchu rule in the capital It was a mistake, but Ning Buqi could hear it even more, and the Taoist priest's words seemed to have other meanings.
"Let's go......"
After thinking about it, he didn't understand what the inside story was, and then Ning Buqi put aside his doubts, anyway, no matter what the inside story was, it had nothing to do with him.
The purpose of his coming to this world was just to collect power, and then, after discovering that this was the world of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, he destroyed the Manchu Qing Dynasty with his hand.
Now, the power has gathered a seed, and he can feel it, with the integration of the shaman's mysteries, the advancement of the Ten Thousand Laws of Nature has reached a critical point, and now, only a little push power can be transformed into another new, stronger, and flawless power.
At this moment, Ning Buqi didn't know that in the south, the mouth of the big river that entered the sea, suddenly began to set off overlapping waves, sweeping inland from the entrance to the sea.
Viewed from above, the waves look like black dragons rushing along the sea towards the interior of Kyushu.