Chapter 4 Patriarch’s upper body
“Come on, eldest nephew, take off your clothes.” Seeing Lie Xinxi, the four-eyed Taoist Priest’s eyes gleamed and he stared closely at Qin Yao’s body.
Unlike Uncle Jiu, who specializes in magic, Simu has practiced both martial arts and martial arts since he started learning Taoism. This means that although he is very comprehensive, he is not able to excel in any one of them.
If he and Uncle Jiu fight for endurance, Uncle Jiu will definitely not be able to defeat him. But the problem is that Uncle Jiu doesn’t have to fight him for endurance. Two talismans can take care of him. Obediently.
The matter has come to this. He had no choice before, but now the appearance of Qin Yao has brought him new hope...
If he could acquire such a powerful physique, if he could also use this divine body to summon the gods, then what would Lin Jiu be in front of him?
Can't you knock him down with just one punch?
After imagining this, Taoist Master Simu almost laughed out loud.
Looking at his four-eyed master uncle looking at him with a "lewd smile" on his face, Qin Yao shuddered violently and silently distanced himself from him.
Remember that in the original work, this guy is not good at Long Yang Wind either! He obviously has a sarcastic personality, but why does he feel like a weird uncle now?
"Pah!"
Uncle Jiu loves face and can't stand this eye-catching scene. He slaps his hand gently on the back of Simu: "Junior Brother, please be more serious!"
Simu's mood was shattered.
When did I lose my integrity?
"Why are you all looking at me like this? I just want to study his body, where are you thinking, dirty, dirty, dirty." Steady his trembling heart, raised his trembling head He pointed his hand at Uncle Jiu with his eyes.
Uncle Jiu raised his eyebrows and asked, "How do you want to study?"
Simu: "..."
Gan!
How can I study this?
Of course you take off your clothes and let me touch you...
Um?
There seems to be something wrong.
“Forget it about research, I don’t like being studied.” Seeing the two elders froze, Qin Yao had no choice but to break the deadlock.
My eyes were full of regret. I pondered for a moment, then reached out from my arms and took out a shabby ancient book with gold thread and yellow leather, and handed it to Qin Yao: "This is the divine book I brought down from Maoshan. Technique, also called inviting the gods to the upper body, please do well Take a look."
"Junior brother!" Before Qin Yao could reply, Uncle Jiu suddenly grabbed Si Mu's wrist holding up the ancient book and said in a solemn voice: "This is your way of establishing yourself, and it cannot be passed on lightly. ! ”
Looking at him calmly: "Senior brother, what is the difference between your apprentice and mine? Is there any need for you and me, and me and him, to be apart from each other?"
Uncle Jiu was speechless. In response, slowly let go of his wrist.
"Uncle Master, can we also see this magical fighting technique?" Qiu Sheng looked at him and took the opportunity to ask.
The four eyes smiled: "Go away."
Qiu Sheng: "..."
The promised apprentice of Uncle Jiu is your apprentice?
Am I not Jiu Shu’s disciple?
Qiu Sheng’s egg hurts and is sad.
Qin Yao took the book and flipped through it. Strangely enough, after opening the page, the characters seemed to be spiritually drawn into his eyes. After flipping through the book, he actually remembered the entire content.
"Isn't it easy to remember?" Seeing that he was looking at it seriously, he nodded with pleasure: "When your uncle and I got this secret book, it took me a full four...months to understand it. It’s so subtle, I hope you can be better than others and find the secret within three months.”
Not only did Uncle Jiu have a good face, he also wanted to save face in front of the juniors, so four years turned into four months.
Uncle Jiu, who knew him well, naturally knew the truth, but he would not lose face in front of his disciples. He just glanced meaningfully and looked away.
My eyes were slightly relieved, and I looked at Qin Yao who was thoughtful. I was about to give some instructions, but I heard the other party ask: "Uncle, what do you mean by subtlety?"
Simu: "Read it a hundred times and the meaning will become clear to you. When you really remember the content of this magic game, you will know what the essence is." "But, I have already remembered it." Qin Yao said.
"What?" His eyes were stunned, and his eyes suddenly widened: "You're not bluffing me, are you?"
Qin Yao shook his head, closed the book, and started from the first paragraph of Shen Da Shu, opening his mouth Recite it.
This...
Is it so silky smooth?
My eyes were stunned and speechless, and I turned to look at Uncle Jiu, only to see a hint of surprise in Uncle Jiu's eyes.
"Okay, okay, no need to recite it anymore."
After a moment, Simu felt both embarrassment and frustration in his heart, waving his hands and saying: "I know you have a photographic memory. But the ability to remember is just The first step is also the easiest step, and the most difficult one is to understand the mystery.
To be honest, my uncle and you were together at the beginning. Same, I just read it a few times and memorized the whole content, but what’s the use? It didn’t take more than three months to complete the Tongxuan stage!”
Qin Yao listened to it for four times! He was about to stop, but at this moment, a mysterious and mysterious feeling suddenly emerged in his heart, driving him to continue reciting.
I waited for a while but didn't see him shut up. When I looked at him carefully, I was dumbfounded.
What's going on with that aura on this kid?
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
That can’t be the aura of the Patriarch!
"Junior brother, do you feel that there is an extra aura on my apprentice's body that does not belong to him?" Uncle Jiu suddenly asked.
He said lies with his eyes open: "No way, you feel wrong, right?"
Uncle Jiu shook his head: "It's not wrong. Maybe your cultivation level is too low and you didn't notice it."
There was a blockage in Si Mu's heart, and a mouthful of old blood almost hit his throat.
This sinister Lin Jiu is nothing!
"Please come up, Patriarch!" At this moment, Qin Yao finally finished reciting the full text. In the dark, he seemed to sense that a pair of eyes were watching him, and he shouted subconsciously.
“Brush!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a beam of golden light suddenly fell from the sky and penetrated Qin Yao's head. Then there was a squeaking sound. After all, his clothes failed to escape the fate of being broken, revealing his strong chest muscles glowing with golden light.
My four eyes, which had been stunned, felt like they were struck by lightning. My lips kept trembling, but I couldn't say a word.
“Damn, this powerful feeling feels so good.” Feeling the explosive power in his body, Qin Yao said excitedly.
Later, he glanced at Uncle Jiu and Si Mu, wondering if they were drifting away. He even thought he could knock them to the ground one by one.
However, what he didn't know was that when he glanced at the two of them, their scalps went numb and their hearts tightened almost at the same time.
This damn oppressive feeling.
I don’t know which founder of Maoshan is coming!
Shao Qing, Qin Yao was about to try his current strength, but his vision suddenly went dark, and a deep sense of exhaustion came like a tide, quickly swallowing up his consciousness.
Uncle Jiu walked as fast as flying, stretched out his hand to support his body that was about to fall, turned to Simu and smiled: "More than three months?"
Simu's face turned dark.
Gan.
If I couldn't beat you, I would definitely print the sole of my shoe on your face!
(End of this chapter)