As the downfall of the Republic of China, there was a Taoist priest named Uncle Jiu

It is different from the usual nail coffin method.

This is a relatively rare method of locking the coffin.

Inside the long coffin was a man and a woman, embracing each other, lifelike, but their faces were pale and lifeless.

The woman's body was dug open, and it was obvious that she was the ghost baby's mother.

Inside the broken coffin were the corpses of two babies, one was relatively complete 06, and the other was a wreck. Unlike their parents hugging each other, they seemed to be hugging and biting.

Half of the head of a dead baby was eaten, and the neck was almost eaten away. Only one arm and two legs remained intact. Two-thirds of the whole body was eaten, and the human form could barely be seen.

And the sharp claws of this baby corpse penetrated into the eye socket of another relatively intact baby corpse.

Obviously, the winner is the ghost baby killed by Gu Zhou. The price of becoming a winner is that the eyeballs are gouged out, and the nose and ears are eaten.

Seeing this weird situation, all the people present looked at each other in blank dismay, their faces turned black, and they felt panicked all over their bodies.

"Corpse gives birth to children! Belly eats each other!"

Gu Zhou exhaled heavily.

Judging by the rusty appearance of the coffin, it must have been at least a hundred years old.

It can be inferred that a hundred years ago, someone sealed it in an iron coffin. A hundred years later, the baby ghost was still out of trouble, and found ready-made food immediately.

With the ability of this ghost baby to deceive people, it is no wonder that almost no one saw how the missing person disappeared.

Fortunately, people were taken seriously immediately after they disappeared. If this ghost baby had been raging for several years, Gu Zhou would run away when he saw it.

"Burn all the corpses to ashes!"

Gu Zhou ordered immediately.

After killing the ghost baby, Gu Zhou's essence accumulated to 120 points, originally there were 17 points left, but the ghost baby provided 100 points, and 3 points came from the ghost who died in Shi Jian's hands.

More than a dozen ghosts have a total of 3 points of essence.

It can be seen how low their strength is.

After examining himself, Gu Zhou found that there are really not many things that can be done with 120 points of essence.

The Tongtian Marrow Cleansing Sutra is already on the sixth floor, and it takes 300 points of essence to reach the seventh floor.

Lightning and Thunder Fist reaches 250 points of essence at the second rank, and 1250 points of essence at the third rank, which is simply far away.

There is no way to consider the first two, Gu Zhou now has three choices:

The Jade Scripture of the Yellow Court is located in the tenth heaven, and it takes 70 points of essence to reach the eleventh heaven.

The Xuangang Talisman Gold Medal is now at the level of familiarity, and it will be enough to add a little bit to master it, and even the next step of proficiency.

He also wanted to get involved in the magic technique.

This technique is easy to get started, but difficult to master. If Gu Zhou wants to learn it, it is very easy.

If he is proficient in the magic fighting technique, it will also have a lot of bonuses to his strength.

It can be simply understood as a stimulant.

Possessed by the gods, his strength skyrocketed.

And this thing can be used not only for yourself, but also for others.

"After all, it's the fault of poverty."

Gu Zhou sighed, thought for a long time, and finally added points to the Xuangang talisman gold medal to perfection.

Consumed 40 and 80 points of essence respectively.

Just used up his essence.

………………

A few hours after returning to modern times, Lin Zhenhu called and confirmed the time with Gu Zhou. Within half an hour, a helicopter picked him up.

In Yangcheng, Gu Zhou met Lin Zhenhu and his party again.

This time, the Security Bureau was obviously well prepared. There were 20 people in the group, and Hua Jin was the one with the lowest strength.

The leader is no longer Lin Zhenhu, but the deputy director of the Security Bureau. He is capable and powerful, with thick eyebrows like swords, eyes that are sometimes gentle and sometimes sharp, and lips that are thinner and sometimes pursed together.

Judging from his appearance, this person is an arrogant and not easy to get along with.

"Hi, it's Gu Zhou, I'm Wang Rong."

"Hello, Director Wang."

The two shook hands heavily.

A surging force surged forward.

Gu Zhou smiled: "Director Wang has great strength."

Wang Rong's pupils shrank sharply.

The Security Bureau has one director and five deputy directors. The director is the chief of the administrative bureau, who coordinates the overall situation and is proficient.

The five deputy directors are all masters of Dan Jin, and they have defeated countless masters with their fists, proving their strength.

If the deputy director wanted to be in the top position, he had to be extremely powerful, politically savvy, and administratively capable.

Wang Rong's own strength is one of the best among the five deputy bureau chiefs. Lin Zhenhu is directly under him and has always admired Gu Zhou's strength. So when he saw Gu Zhou, Wang Rong had the idea of ​​trying his strength.

Unexpectedly, under his sudden exertion, Gu Zhou's hand was like cast iron.

"Mr. Gu lives up to his reputation."

Wang Rong let go, 600 from Gu Zhou to Mr. Gu, proving his attitude.

He approved of Gu Zhou.

"Gu Zhou, right?"

A man standing beside Wang Rong with his hands behind his back spoke lightly.

"you are?"

Wang Rong introduced with a smile: "This is Wu Licheng, just like you, he is a foreign aid invited by our security bureau, a master of internal affairs, a master of Sanhuang Paohammer Dan Jin."

Big insider?

According to folklore, this group is extremely mysterious, like a fairy-like figure.

"I've heard of your name before. The ancient capture tiger of the Dengxian Society was taken down by you with a few tricks, and the masters of the Security Bureau were also impressed by you. I have long wanted to see what kind of young and powerful person he is. I hope you don't Don't let me down."

During Wu Licheng's speech, he revealed an air of grandeur that filled the world, and his arrogance revealed a condescending tone, like an elder scolding a younger generation.

He has the qualifications to be big, he is not only the bodyguards of the tallest, but also the number one master in the Ouchi.

As the direct descendant of the Three Emperors Pao Hammer, the mysterious bodyguard of the government, it is impossible to meet the top leaders every day without a little airs.

"Ah."

Gu Zhou nodded indifferently, his eyes swept across Wu Licheng's face, and walked past him, like a little person not worthy of attention.

Chapter 191 Tu Wudao

Changing Dan Jin's strength to the plane of the Republic of China means changing his blood four times. No matter which world he is a master, he is also a bodyguard in the inner circle. It is normal to have airs.

I can't control you putting on airs with others.

But you put on airs in front of me?

I am sorry.

I am not used to you.

If you really want to move your hands, you can kneel down with one hand.

What qualifications do I have to spoil you?

Face is given to each other.

You don't give me face.

Still want me to save face?

Wu Licheng was taken aback for a moment, as if he couldn't believe what he saw, how dare someone not give him face?

Who is he!

Ouchi's bodyguard, in the martial arts world, no matter who is famous or respectable, he wants to give face. In his opinion, people in the martial arts world are just a group of people who play games outside and never get involved.

This time, if it wasn't for some mysterious person who set off a global storm, all the masters would follow his trail, and they wouldn't have sent him to the Security Bureau to help.

"Hahahaha... The two of you know each other. Counting the time, Tu Wudao's plane is coming soon. Let's go to the airport."

Wang Rong hastily said, Wu Licheng's airs are even bigger than the sky, and it is easy to offend people, but ordinary people really have nothing to do with him.

But he didn't expect that this young man would be so stubborn, ignoring Wu Licheng openly.

That look was extremely contemptuous, as if saying, 'Who the hell are you, do I know you?How old are you to put on airs in front of me? '

Are you putting on airs?

Lao Tzu is bigger than you!

Seeing this scene, all the members of the Security Bureau felt secretly refreshed.

They also couldn't understand Wu Licheng's over-the-top airs.

But helpless, no one can help Wu Licheng.

Wang Rong was really afraid that Wu Licheng would act in a fit of anger, and it would be difficult to explain to his superiors.

Wu Licheng let out a muffled snort and frowned, but he still had some self-restraint and didn't get angry.

…………

It was still a private plane landing, and Tu Wudao kept everything simple. He only brought three people with him. When he came out of the passage, the two sides looked at each other from a distance, but there was no contact.

This can be regarded as a tacit understanding between the two parties. Tu Wudao can move around in the interior, and the security bureau will not restrict his freedom, but he must follow the whole process.

person's name.

shadow of numbers.

As the recognized global No.1.

No matter how important it is, it can't be overstated.

The moment they saw Tu Wudao, everyone in the Security Bureau became nervous.

Gu Zhou looked at Tu Wudao, his black hair was tied back into a bun, and his handsome and ancient face was like a bronze portrait without any blemishes. Just looking at it is enough to make people unforgettable for a lifetime, and he is terrified.

A pair of eyes full of seductive charm, stern and high-spirited are embedded on the tall and straight nose, but they do not reveal the changes and feelings in the heart, making people feel that he can destroy anyone or anything at any time. , without the slightest guilt afterwards.

However, his whole body exudes a strange and inexplicable intimidating aura, as if he is an ancient demon ruling the darkness. His skin is shining with a dazzling luster, and his legs are extra long, which makes his majestic body even more likely to support the starry sky.

The palm is wide and wide, as if it contains the most terrifying power in the world.

The most soul-stirring thing is that he is like the sea king yang full of undercurrents, moving with stillness, and stillness with movement, making it impossible for people to fathom its movement.

"No. [-] in the world is not easy〃¨."

A thought came to Gu Zhou's mind.

This world has become the shackles that bind Tu Wudao. In another world, he would have reached a higher level long ago.

…………

In the waters of the East China Sea near the mainland, a small boat of five or six meters drifted with the waves.

Qiu Shentong, who had changed his face, was lying on a chair, holding a book in his hand, his eyes flickering:

"The innate one has a mixed energy. The gangster is at noon and the sun is at the sun. Those who have reached the sub-level are like the ancient sword fairy, casting Qi into a sword pill, killing people a hundred steps away, invisible. Consummated, you can fly up in the daytime and live the same life as the heaven and the earth."

What he is holding is an ancient book, which uses alchemy terms to describe the highest state of martial arts.

Qiu Shentong was dubious. When he saw this passage, he sat up in vain and said to himself:

"Killing a person is a hundred steps away, without shadow or form. When the skill is perfected, you can ascend in the daytime and live the same life as the heaven and the earth. Is there such a supernatural power in this world?"

As far as he knows, there are still people in this world who are beyond mere ants and have good strength, but they are too far away from being invisible if they are a hundred steps away, let alone ascending in the daytime and living the same life as the world.

What he didn't know was that there were many exaggerated words in the ancient books, saying that the innate stellar qi was cast into sword pills, and it was a hundred steps away from killing people.It is also an exaggerated technique, such as literary rhetoric such as three thousand feet, ten thousand feet, one thousand miles, and ten thousand miles.