Chapter 3: Ten Needles of Mysterious Ghosts

Qin Hao was so hungry that he didn't care that he hadn't finished class yet, anyway, the head teacher had already acquiesced to him leaving. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

So he doesn't care, as for his studies? What kind of thing is that, Lao Tzu is going to become a god, who cares about that grade.

In the past, when he was in high school, he was still relatively young, and he usually didn't like to talk, giving people a very introverted feeling.

And now he is a human being, and he is no longer the same person he used to be.

He stood up from his position and walked out of the back door openly, and the mocking look behind the head teacher's back was directly ignored by him.

"Qin Hao, you have been challenging my authority as a class teacher these three times and five times, you have skipped class many times, now I have a reason to remove you from the first class, and even kick you out of school, hum. Zhang Dongliang thought coldly.

Qin Hao didn't know about Zhang Dongliang's conspiracy, and even if he knew, he was indifferent.

When Qin Hao swallowed the fifth bowl of beef noodles, the store was already silent, and everyone looked at him in surprise, with only one thought in their hearts, is this person a big stomach?

Qin Hao burped comfortably, took a tissue and wiped the stains on his mouth leisurely, and paid the money with satisfaction.

When he walked out of the restaurant, he couldn't help but look around a little dazed, going back to ten years ago, how much should he do?

"Let's go home and have a look first," Qin Hao thought of the previous life, and it was almost in the past few days, his house was about to be forcibly demolished by the ruthless real estate developer.

It was the only relic left to him by his parents, and he didn't want the regrets of his past life to become regrets in this life.

A cold light flashed in his eyes that no one noticed, as if he had returned to the cold-blooded and ruthless financial leader in his previous life.

"Kaiyuan Real Estate?" he said with a sneer, it was this real estate developer who was behind the scenes, this was a very well-known listed company in China Shipping, not only with abundant funds, but also with some inextricable ties with the government.

There is the government behind him as a support, so Kaiyuan Real Estate is extremely rampant, and later because of the government's plan to renovate the old city, it makes Kaiyuan Real Estate make a lot of money.

China Overseas is not an international metropolis, but it is also a developing city at the forefront of reform in the country.

Qin Hao took a taxi back home, the environment here is quiet, next to the famous forest park in Zhonghai, and the air quality is obviously much better than other places.

However, the houses here are indeed a bit old, and they look a little unconventional and different, and they have become a different landscape of the city.

Qin Hao walked into his courtyard, and in the center of the courtyard was a small garden, with a few osmanthus trees, and some weeds that had not been cleaned for a long time, and occasionally there would be a few crisp birdsong sounds from the trees.

On the left side of the courtyard is the kitchen, on the right is the utility room, and in front is the living room and bedroom, a total of four rooms, not big or small, enough for one person.

Qin Hao threw the bag into the sofa in the living room, and couldn't wait to enter the black stone space.

This time, there was nothing strange and everything around was quiet.

Qin Hao, who entered the Library Pavilion, also breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise there would be something abnormal every time, and it would not be a good thing once it was discovered by someone with ulterior motives.

He walked over to the shelves, the books here were really all-encompassing, involving all the information about Xiuzhen.

"Heavenly Doctor Sect?" Qin Hao walked to a bookshelf, and there were three big characters written on top of this bookshelf, which were the Heavenly Doctor Sect.

Qin Hao's curiosity grabbed a ball of light in this bookshelf, and a piece of information instantly poured into his mind.

Heavenly Medicine Sect, Xianle Continent, one of the top ten sects, mainly refining pills to save people, is a sect founded by the ancient Emperor Shenyue, and there is no dispute with the world.

Suddenly, the effects and appearances of tens of thousands of medicinal materials flowed into his mind, as well as thousands of different pills, as well as a set of acupuncture methods called the Ten Needles of the Mysterious Ghosts.

Qin Hao stared blankly at the light cluster in his hand that was slowly dissipating, "Why, the 'Tibetan Sword Technique' didn't dissipate after absorbing it itself, but the inheritance of the Heavenly Medicine Sect would dissipate after absorbing it itself?"

There are actually other sects' inheritances in this Sword Sect's Hidden Sword Pavilion, and they have been preserved to the present? Qin Hao couldn't figure it out.

However, it didn't prevent Qin Hao from being cheaper in the end, which made him have an excited look in his eyes.

This Ten Needles of the Mysterious Ghost is the treasure of the Heavenly Doctor Sect, which has the effect of white bones and flesh, and resurrects the dead.

And now how this set of anti-heaven acupuncture works actually fell into his mind.

The first needle is to wash the tendons and cut the marrow. For Qin Hao now, it is like a treasure, people eat grains and inhale turbidity, and there will inevitably be many hidden dangers left in the body.

And the first injection of this mysterious ghost can allow people to clean up the impurities in the body, temper the muscles and bones, and make ordinary people immune to all diseases.

For a monk who is now in the realm of refining the body, this injection is undoubtedly better than the efficacy of all medicines.

"It's gone, it's been done," Qin Hao thought about it, and inadvertently let out a trace of saliva.

"Go out, I'm going to buy a set of silver needles" It's easy to cast the first needle of this mysterious ghost, but the second needle after that, without the cultivation of the Spirit Realm, it is impossible to implement it at all.

After that, he didn't check the other bookshelves, he walked under the Excalibur, and with the sword intent of the Excalibur, he continued to evolve the moves of the "Tibetan Sword Technique", the foundation was very important, and he also understood this truth.

No matter how advanced the swordsmanship is, you won't even be able to use the sword, and this "Tibetan Swordsmanship" is the foundation of the foundation, and it is the best exercise in the body refining realm.

The sword is the weapon of soldiers, and it is the first of a hundred soldiers.

Qin Hao continued to evolve the moves in the "Hidden Sword Technique", and a thumb-sized air flow in his body was slowly condensing, and began to flow throughout his body in his dantian.

Wherever it flowed, a warm feeling of the sun surged into Qin Hao's heart, like a dead wood in spring, his organs, blood, and bones were frantically absorbing this air flow.

Soon, this thumb-sized air flow was swallowed up, and Qin Hao had to stop, and the illusory sword shadow in his hand gradually dispersed.

His forehead was covered with sweat, and his whole body was almost out of strength.

"It's still too poor" Qin Hao smiled a little bitterly and wiped his sweat, he also knew the truth of being too much, his body couldn't bear too much load.

"Huh?" Qin Hao looked at his watch, and suddenly he was surprised to find something that made him wonder.

He obviously felt that he had been cultivating for more than two hours, why was the time on his watch still only a quarter of an hour had passed?

"It's a bit quirky"

Could it be that this library is a treasure of time, right?

With questions, he was going to find a book to read, after all, he still didn't know much about the matter of cultivating the truth, he only knew that he was now a cultivator who was refining the body, and the other eyes were black.

He walked to a bookshelf on the far right, because when he passed by just now, he seemed to see that there were some light clusters related to the Xianle Continent and Xiuzhen.

"History of the Xianle Continent"

Suddenly, Qin Hao saw this light cluster and reached into it with great interest.

Still, a huge stream of information poured into his mind.

The Xianle Continent is also similar to the earth, but it is not in the same plane, and the abundance of spiritual energy there is not comparable to the earth, and the area is ten million times wider than the earth.

The hundred ethnic groups are prosperous, the cultivation system is complete, and there are ten major sects founded by the ancient emperors, whose strength is so strong that it shakes the heavens and the earth.

The full name of the Sword Sect is the Sword Sect, which is the head of the ten major sects in ancient times, and the founding patriarch of a generation is known as the Lonely Emperor who has long ascended to the immortal realm and achieved the prestige of eternity.

According to the division of the cultivation realm of the Xianle Continent, it is divided into eight realms, and each major realm is divided into nine realms, the first realm is the most fundamental refining realm, and after refining the body is the spirit realm.

The spirit realm is a qualitative process, you can initially grasp the power of heaven and earth for your own use, it is an insurmountable gap for mortals, once it is broken, such as a carp jumping over the dragon gate, such as a phoenix nirvana, there will be incredible changes.

Of course, in addition to people's cultivation, there are also good or bad weapons, in the Xianle Continent, most of the weapons are just magic weapons, only a small number of spiritual weapons, and even rarer only Taoist weapons, as for the rumored immortal weapons, so far people on the Xianle Continent have only heard of it, and have not really seen it.

"This Treasure Pavilion has its own realm, it must be a Dao weapon, right?" Qin Hao thought.

There was a gate at the main entrance of this Treasure Pavilion, and countless runes were sealed on the door, Qin Hao wondered what was behind this gate?

Could it be that there is only the Treasure Pavilion of the Divine Sword Sect in this black stone?

Qin Hao felt more and more that there must be a secret behind this gate, and this black rune was like a seal that locked the gate firmly, no matter how much he pushed it, it would be useless.

This is related to his cultivation, one day, he will become a great cultivator, maybe he can explore the secret behind this door.

And when he entered the reincarnation, the pair of giant eyes like stars in the sky above Hell still made his heart tremble, and it seemed that everything in the world had turned into nothingness in those blood-red eyes.

Qin Hao secretly felt that those eyes were looking at him, which was a very strange feeling.

No matter what, these things are not something he can worry about now, and one day he will become the strongest before he is qualified to explore.

He retreated from the stone, his whole body sticky, which made him very uncomfortable, as if the impurities in his body had been cleaned out.

Qin Haojue's skin became healthier, and it vaguely became fairer, giving him the feeling that he was about to become a little white face.

He went to the bathroom to clean it up and felt better.

"Is anyone home?"

Qin Hao is strange, he doesn't have any friends or relatives, who is it?

After opening the door, two people walked in, a man and a woman, the man in a suit and leather shoes, looking very energetic, is the kind of successful man should have, and the woman is average, but the figure is very enchanting, and the charm of Gu Shou is full of anticipation.

"Hello, are you Mr. Qin Hao Qin?" the woman lifted the frame and asked charmingly, looking at Qin Hao with provocative eyes, and subconsciously licked her sexy red lips.

"I am, who are you?" Qin Hao's eyes narrowed, he directly chose to ignore this woman's teasing, in his previous life, he had been among the flowers, what kind of woman had not tasted it?