One person and three dogs, the heavens walk sideways

Chapter 101 Daoist Qianhe, Uncle Zombie (for subscription)
Chapter 98 Master Qianhe, Uncle Zombie (Subscribe)

Spring goes and autumn comes, time goes by fast.

In the blink of an eye, seven months have passed, and Wan Yu has been in this world for more than a year.

And with the four-eyed Taoist priest, it has been eight months.

During these eight months, Wan Yu didn't leave, but stayed.

Wan Yu is still looking for that punch from a few months ago.

Although it was hit, this punch was more of a momentary comprehension, and it was impossible to fully comprehend and exert its power.

In the past few months, he has been looking for, looking for the change and artistic conception of that punch.

Keeping the punch in hand and keeping the intention in mind, that is the real power to exert the power of that punch.

During this period of time, Wan Yu was not only doing this thing, but also made great progress in his cultivation.

In eight months, the mana has grown from twelve strands to twenty strands.

Not to mention the great increase in combat power, Wan Yu is also very satisfied with the Jia Le trained.

This guy has indeed lived up to his half a year of teaching, and he is one step away from becoming a master.

Moreover, Wan Yu also passed on his unique skills to Jiale.

"Yin-Yang Grinding!"

This move is very powerful, pressing down with one palm, light and dark forces change and blend together, like a big mill grinding beans, it is extremely powerful.

The opponent struck with one move, and with one palm, the opponent's strength was ground into nothingness.

Moreover, at Wan Yu's current level, even mana can completely grind you into nothingness.

Common spells come here, and when you shoot them with one palm, the magic will disappear.

This is what he personally tried with the four-eyed priest, and the power is extraordinary.

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"Jia Le, go cook. Your master should be back tonight. Remember to make it richer. Master Yixiu and Qingqing will also come to dinner tonight."

Wan Yu was sitting on the grand master's chair, holding a teapot, and three dogs were squatting beside him, all of them were very majestic, and their posture was very like a landlord.

Jia Le is like a tenant slave, working desperately.

In fact, in this era, it is good to have something to eat, and it is a joke to pay attention to any identity.

Jia Le said with a smile: "Uncle Master, don't worry, I went to buy vegetables yesterday, and I will have a big meal tonight."

"Okay, let's get ready."

In the evening, there was a whistling outside, and the lowly voice of the four-eyed priest came in.

Jia Le got up with a smile on his face and rushed out of the room.

"Master!"

The four eyes pinched Jia Le's face, and said with a smile: "Jia Le, I want to die as a teacher!"

"Brother Dao."

As soon as Jiale was pushed away, all four eyes came up and hugged Wanyu.

"Friend Daoist, I haven't seen you for a month and a half, I miss you!"

Wan Yu pushed this guy away in disgust, why does he look like an old hooligan?
Master Yixiu came over with a smile, and snorted coldly with four eyes: "What are you doing here?"

"Okay, Brother Dao, the two of them together are more than 100 years old, and they are still like a child."

The four eyes smiled awkwardly: "Haha, let's go and eat, I'm starving to death!"

At the dinner table, Wan Yu seemed to be there this time, but the two old urchins had never fought.

Jiale began to report the progress of this period to Simu, which is a necessary course for Simu every time he comes back.

But Wan Yu was much more relaxed, and started to practice at night. During this time, at night, Jia Le would also come to him for advice on boxing techniques.

Secondly, it is to press down on yourself with the artistic conception of "not Zhou Qing".

Speaking of which, it is beneficial for both of them, but the only annoying thing is wasting Wan Yu's time.

……

The Xuantian Realm hovered above his head and turned around, bursts of moonlight were absorbed by it and fell on Wan Yu's body.

The mana in the body is constantly circulating, and at the same time it is washing Wan Yu's body.

In this mountain forest, the aura was similar to that of Uncle Jiu's, and it was quieter, which was indeed much better for cultivation.

The location chosen by Simu is very good, and it feels a bit like a hermit in the mountains.

In the early morning of the second day, Wan Yu got up early, and Jia Le was already waiting in the yard.

"Come on, let's start the morning exercise."

This has been unshakeable for seven months.

Every morning, I get up and run for twenty miles, then go back to the yard to fight, and finally cook.

After dinner, Jiale began to grind, and Wan Yu began to practice in the sun and read Taoism.

Pondering over the principles of boxing, I want to see the gods as soon as possible.

After breakfast, the four eyes began to burn incense and worship the ancestors.

And Wan Yu opened his yin and yang eyes, and could clearly see the incense rising into the sky.

This means that Sanmao Zhenjun is still alive and serving in the Heavenly Court.

Hearing what Si Mu said, Sanmao Zhenjun discussed with Mr. Hu and Mrs. Hu for so long, and the Northeast Five Immortals did not cause trouble for themselves.

I also owed a favor.

Turning around, Wan Yu suddenly turned around and left, his eyes fixed immediately.

To the northwest, a soaring body aura is slowly coming towards him.

I was taken aback suddenly.

"This zombie, could it be that uncle zombie? Royal zombie?"

Speaking of which, Wan Yu really did not expect that the royal zombie came at this time.

After the worship of the four eyes was completed, Wan Yu said lightly: "Brother Dao, something is wrong."

"Open your eyes and see, there is a horrible corpse coming towards us."

Surprised in all four eyes, he hastily opened his eyes with his sword, and his expression became solemn in an instant.

"Go, go out and see what it is."

The two walked out of the house, and Master Yixiu also came out, and he must have felt it too.

The three of them looked at each other, feeling troubled.

Among them, Wan Yu finds it troublesome because this royal zombie is really extraordinary, and it can resist the evolution of lightning, which is amazing.

I'm afraid it's much more powerful than that old master Ren, although in the original book, he was poisoned to death by Si Mu with poison, Wan Yu felt a little unreliable.

Just thought, with those ordinary poisons at the moment, I can basically eat as food, the blood in the body circulates, and the poison can be expeled instantly after drinking.

Secondly, the mana is transferred, and the toxicity of poison can be suppressed instantly.

It is unimaginable that the royal zombie was poisoned to death.

Not long after, as far as the three of them could see, people from a team in front slowly came towards this direction.

Four eyes wrinkled: "How could it be Qianhe?"

"Brother Dao knows?"

The eyes of the two people fell on Simu, who lightly said: "Qianhe is my junior brother, who is in the same line of cultivation in Maoshan."

"It shouldn't be. As a man from Maoshan, how could he let such a huge corpse in the team?"

With doubts in his four eyes, he waited for Daoist Qianhe to come to his eyes.

Daoist Qianhe had a smile on his face: "Brother Simu, I haven't seen you for a long time."

The four eyes pulled Qianhe aside, with a solemn expression: "Qianhe, what's the matter with you?"

"With such a strong corpse aura, the coffin was covered with a sunshade in broad daylight. Isn't this nonsense?"

Qianhe smiled wryly, and his eyes fell on the little guy sitting in the sedan chair.

"No way, I can't be the master."

"Daoist Qianhe, the corpse's aura is soaring to the sky. I'm afraid the guy in the golden coffin is not simple. If something happens to you, I'm afraid you all..."

As Wan Yu said, his brows were also furrowed, and he could only feel the horror of this zombie when he got close to him.

The strong corpse aura hovered under the sunshade cloth, and the Yin and Yang eyes almost took shape!
Master Ren is extremely powerful even if he is stiff, this guy is afraid that he has already surpassed Master Ren.

Daoist Simu introduced: "This is Daoist Wanyu Wan, and this is Master Yixiu, both of whom are my best friends."

"Brother, you must be careful this time!"

"Brother, don't worry, I know what's going on. This time, I specially changed the way to come here to get some glutinous rice with my brother."

"Jia Le, go, get glutinous rice for your uncle, get more!"

"Okay, Master."

Not long after, Jia Le came out carrying a bag of glutinous rice and handed it to Daoist Qianhe.

Qianhe said lightly: "Brother, when I come back, I will find you to catch up on the past!"

Wan Yu sighed softly, this is still reminiscing about the past, I am afraid that I will go to the underworld to reminisce...

"Black Dragon!"

With a soft call, the black dragon immediately ran over, staring at the golden coffin with its teeth bared.

Gently pulled off a few dog hairs on the black dragon, Wan Yu handed it to Daoist Qianhe: "Daoist, you keep the black dragon's hair, if there is any problem, burn it immediately, and I will come to help. "

Qianhe looked at the black dragon, full of spirituality, full of monster aura, and was also happy in his heart.

"Okay, thank you, Daoist Wan."

"Qianhe, hurry up, hurry up and get on the road!"

A hermaphrodite, a man with yin and yang energy shouted, four eyes apologetic, and could only bid farewell and move on.

While waiting for Daoist Qianhe to leave, Wan Yu said lightly: "This zombie can't be trapped for a long time. If it encounters cloudy and rainy weather, I'm afraid it will come out of the coffin."

Four eyes focused and said: "Go back first."

In the afternoon, the cloud suddenly turned, and the bright sun in the clear sky was instantly covered.

Si Mu, who was sitting in the room, got up immediately: "I always feel restless, no, something will happen to Qianhe this time."

He cupped his hands and said: "Fellow Daoist, Yixiu, let's go and have a look. In Maoshan's generation, Qianhe has a good relationship with me, so we can't let something happen to him."

"This time I owe you a favor."

Wan Yu had thought about it for a long time. The inner alchemy of this zombie must be stronger than the old man Ren, right?
If the black dragon eats it, maybe it can evolve again.

"Brother Dao, don't talk too much, let's hurry over."

After all, Simu took out a sword from the room and handed it to Yixiu, and the three of them left the house under the cloudy afternoon.

And Jiale and Qingqing are watching the house at home.

……

Under the cloudy clouds, there was a sudden thunder, and the birds flew around.

Priest Qianhe was restless, watching the night approaching.

"My lord, it's already night, I see it's going to rain, why don't you set up camp on the spot and put the former king's golden coffin in the account first to prevent the corpse from changing."

The little prince didn't understand at all, and looked at Mr. Wu.

Director Wu suddenly said angrily: "Are you trying to be lazy?"

"Daoist Qianhe, since you saw your brother this afternoon, you have been like this all the time. Hmph, don't you want to betray the court?"

Qianhe was very angry in his heart, meeting such a person is really...

"Keep going!"

Before walking ten meters away, a thunderclap pierced the sky.

Whoa!
The rain seemed to be poured down, and it came down in an instant.

"Put up the tent now!"

The accompanying guards set up the tent, Qianhe said anxiously: "Hurry up and move the golden coffin into the tent!"

"Wait!"

Director Wu criticized: "Of course, let Xiao Wang go into the tent to shelter from the rain!"

"You can just take another one!"

Qianhe said anxiously: "There is no delay, Director Wu, in this rainy day, the earth's energy is vigorous, and the corpse's energy cannot be dissipated. The prince is easy to turn into a corpse!"

Unexpectedly, Manager Wu ignored him at all, and dragged the little prince into the tent.

Qianhe gritted his teeth: "Build another tent!"

Not long after the new tent was set up, everyone was about to push the coffin into the tent.

boom!
A thunderbolt struck the golden coffin in an instant!

Qianhe felt a chill in his heart: "It's over..."

(End of this chapter)