The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 76 Please God "Seventh Update"

Compared to literary talent.

Qiu Sheng was with Jiu Shu, and he learned a little bit.

Especially the one-handed great sage split hanging, the moves are open and closed, and the tiger is full of wind, which is already the point of entering the room.

Wen Cai, who was possessed by Guan Sheng, swept away, and Qiu Sheng rolled over with a donkey and escaped.

Look at Zhang Heng again.

I saw Zhang Heng holding the flag of descending spirit and making the gesture of chopping down.

"I'll just say, how can you invite Master Guan's true spirit to the lower realm? It turns out that it's just a trace of incense and aura without a master, and you still need to direct it yourself."

Qiusheng showed a sudden look.

If you let him fight with Master Guan's possessed spirit, he will definitely have no chance, and he will know that he will lose without fighting.

But there was only a hint of aura, and it still had to be directed by someone. Qiu Sheng felt that he could give it a try.

Because strictly speaking, the literary talent in front of him was not possessed by Master Guan, but Zhang Heng's consciousness puppet, and he had to be directed by someone.

"Look at the fight!"

When Qiusheng hits a carp, he punches it.

But he didn't want Zhang Heng as a bystander to see more clearly, just like playing a game, Qiu Sheng knew his movements as soon as he raised his hand, and immediately waved the flag and made a sweeping gesture.

Bang!
"Ouch!"

Qiu Sheng was slapped on the shoulder with a sweeping handle, and his whole body was like a spinning top, and he was kicked on the spot: "What a lot of strength!"

Zhang Heng did not answer, and controlled Ling Qi to order the attack again.

Qiu Sheng was like a nimble ape, running around all over the yard, but he couldn't get rid of his literary talents, and he was knocked out by a broom for one negligence.

"So fast too?"

Qiu Sheng was a little confused.

The smile on Zhang Heng's mouth became stronger.

Although he can't invite Master Guan's true spirit, but a ray of spiritual light can still make Wencai reborn.

The first is strength.

Don't say Qiusheng, even if a white stiff is here, it is not enough to be torn apart by the possessed literary talent.

The speed is also astonishingly fast, a few meters away with one foot, and the movement is as fast as a ghost, not at all like the speed that a normal person should have.

"Senior Brother Qiusheng, are you going to admit defeat?"

Zhang Heng held the command flag and stood behind the altar with a smile on his face: "Invitation for divine art is the bottom-of-the-box method for me to invite the gods. Apart from the long preparation time and the need for an altar, other aspects It's all perfect, whether it's your own god or his body, once you use it, there are few rivals in the same level, and it's normal for you to lose."

If you come down to yourself, ask God to come down to your body. In this case, ask for the power of divine art to be maximized.

The side effect is that after being seduced, you will become confused and confused, and unless you kill the evil spirit, or fall to the ground, it will not stop.

In general, unless the situation is critical and you want to fight to the death, few mages will use their own body to surrender.

After all, if you've fought before, you don't need this trick. If you use it, it means that the opponent is stronger than you, and you have no choice.

down.

He came to ask God to come on others.

The side effects are borne by the recipient, and the caster is the commander.

Of course, the increase effect should be discounted a little, it is not as strong as one's own body, the advantage is that the caster can stop the casting at any time.

As for the last one, there is another kind of speeding up that Zhang Heng didn't say and has not yet mastered.

As the name suggests, it's a quick seance that doesn't even require an altar.

The disadvantage is that the side effects are very large, injuring a thousand enemies, self-inflicted damage of [-], the least serious illness, and even the loss of life expectancy, and death.

"Admit defeat?"

Qiu Sheng's eyes rolled around: "Then I will"

Before he finished speaking, Qiu Sheng rushed forward, towards Zhang Heng who was behind the altar.

Zhang Heng smiled contemptuously and pointed it out instantly.

Qiu Sheng, who rushed over, was hit directly on the head, and before he could get up again, the broom was pressed against his throat.

"Admit defeat, admit defeat."

Qiu Sheng knew that he had no more drama, so he waved his hands repeatedly to admit defeat.

Zhang Heng waved the flag and controlled Wen Cai to retreat.

Qiusheng stood up straight with a carp, stretched out two fingers, and made a gesture of stabbing forward: "Junior brother, was that finger a thunder finger?"

Zhang Heng nodded with a smile.

Qiu Sheng patted the dust on his body and exclaimed, "It's true, I heard Master say that I have three skills of fist and palm in Maoshan, among them, the master of the Fu Lu faction knows the lightning bolt fist, and Master Xu knows the thunder finger. , I didn't expect you to."

"Xu Zhenren is my master. Master will do it, and so will I. Isn't this normal?"

After Zhang Heng finished speaking, he picked up the gossip mirror on the altar and took a photo of Wen Cai: "Send the gods back to their place!"

Swish! !

When he was illuminated by the mirror, Wen Cai suddenly woke up.

"Ouch!"

It doesn't matter when he wakes up, Wen Cai's head is in a daze, and he only feels sore and sore all over his body.

"What's wrong with me?"

Wen Cai sat on the ground immediately, how could he still have the prestige that he was condescending to just now.

"You were forced into a seance."

Qiu Sheng looked at him angrily: "If you don't practice the exercises all day, your blood will be depleted and your essence will dissipate, and your mind will be captured by a single encounter. Master knows that you will be killed."

Although he was sore all over, Wen Cai was not forgiving at all: "You are not the same. You forgot about the last time you were bewitched by ghosts. If Master hadn't rescued you, the grass on the grave would be half a meter high."

"Okay, don't say a word."

Zhang Heng stepped forward to help Wen Cai up and pressed him on the chair.

"Does it hurt here?"

Zhang Heng pressed Wen Cai's arm and asked.

"It hurts, it's like being beaten."

Wen Cai grimaced.

Not to mention, he was indeed punched by Qiu Sheng here. There was no response when the god descended, but now it shows up after the god descend.

"How about the legs?"

Zhang Heng asked again.

"It's sore and swollen, like running a dozen miles of mountain roads."

Wen Cai squeezed his leg and kept wailing.

"It's a normal reaction. You don't exercise much, and your muscles and bones don't stretch."

"After the gods descended, some movements tugged at the muscles and bones, so I turned back and rubbed some safflower oil, and it will be fine for a few more days."

Although Zhang Heng is the first time to descend.

But he read a lot and knew the precautions after God descended.

Take Wencai as an example. After he was consecrated by God, he performed some movements that he could not do at ordinary times, just like asking a person who did not exercise at all to do yoga.

He forced him to do it, and he must have been sore after he was done.

Therefore, in the divine descent, using ordinary people to come to the divine descent will greatly deplete the opponent's body.

If it is a person who practices martial arts, the side effects of divine descent will be much lighter, and if the time is short, there will not even be any side effects.

"That is to deal with Qiusheng. If you really want to deal with zombies, I'm afraid that even if you don't fall apart after the end of the gods, [-]% will have to lie in bed for a few days."

Zhang Heng patted Wen Cai on the shoulder hard.

Wen Cai looked aggrieved, and looked at Zhang Heng pitifully: "Junior brother, don't use your gods on me next time, I can't bear it."

After speaking, he looked at Qiusheng again: "If you choose him, he will be able to split and hang his fists, be strong and strong, and you can do whatever you want."

"He will be the Great Sage, what can you do?"

"I'll send him down and let him beat you, aren't you even worse?"

Zhang Heng looked at Wen Cai with a speechless expression.

But on second thought, if Wen Cai was not stupid, who would he find to practice his skills?

After he figured out this key, Zhang Heng's smile became more and more kind, full of temptation, and said: "Brother Wencai, it's really hard for you today, tell me what you want to eat, and I'll give you some extra food in the evening."

Eat as soon as you hear it.

Wencai's spirit was instantaneous, and he exerted his fine style of remembering what to eat but not to fight: "I want to eat elbows, and I also want to eat Dongpo pork."

"Okay, it's up to you, it's up to you."

Zhang Heng agreed.

In the next second, his eyes moved back, and his malicious eyes fell on Qiu Sheng again.

(End of this chapter)