My life is super hard, nothing is taboo/Ghost Shelter

Qin Kun suddenly felt that this old monster was quite cute.

"Okay, coming and going is fate, since you are only saving Tiyavarman, then I won't interfere with you. By the way, the mountain road is here."

The Corpse God stopped and ran in a different direction. After a while, he suddenly thought: "By the way, have you been here before?"

"Ah."

"Do the old man a favor and take me to Tiyavarman."

"What about the reward?"

"1000 million!"

Qin Kun swallowed, and rejected the other party with pain and struggle in his heart.

The money from Suojiao is not clean and cannot be taken.

"2000 million!"

Qin Kun took a deep breath. After so many years, the feeling of being hit by a sugar-coated shell again is really uncomfortable.

"I, Qin Kun, am I like a slave to money?"

The corpse god scorned: "It doesn't matter if you are a money slave or not, you can use the money to do charity. Why is your brain so hard at such a young age?"

"Old monster, let's talk if we have something to say, don't provoke people..."

The Corpse God thought for a while and said, "Then...are you short of women?"

"Nanyang Cult, why are you so vulgar?"

The corpse god once again said contemptuously: "You obviously want to help the old man, but you are pretending to be arrogant. What are you going to do? Although the old man does all kinds of evil, but you haven't even touched a hair of your Chinese people, and you want to play the Chinese rules to suppress the old man? Tell me You are useless!"

The saying that a person grows old is absolutely true, even if it is an old monster walking dead.Sanghavarman seemed a little stupid, but in fact, he saw through Qin Kun's lack of hostility at a glance, and directly pointed it out.

Qin Kun couldn't hold back his face, and followed the corpse god up the mountain quickly, thinking about what reward he should ask for.

Suddenly, two groups of people were fighting on the side of the mountain. A blond woman, an old man in Hanfu, and a brown bear were fighting with another group of monks and laymen.

The blond woman's spiritual power surged, and the sand rolled under her feet, and guards turned into sand appeared one by one. The guards held spears, much like the Loulan Eagle Guards they had seen before. At this moment, those sand spears were revealed, stabbing at the monks and laymen. A group of people blocked many enemies.

The old man in Hanfu sacrificed three animals to the sky, and wore a ghost image of a god to resist the siege of the monks.

The brown bear was beaten until it had a nosebleed. It rolled and crawled, and finally ran out of the battle circle. Suddenly, it found Qin Kun, who was writing in his hand, and let out a groan.

Qin Kun, who was not far away, looked over, and the brown bear quickly raised the wooden sign with both hands.

'Master Qin!Can you help me? '

Dou Da's seven Han servants worked neatly, and Qin Kun said speechlessly, "No time!"

The brown bear looked disappointed, and quickly held up the second sign.

'I am Ashley Khan!I have carried you too! '

The corner of Qin Kun's mouth twitched: "I gave you all the Jade of Eternal Life, do you want to make more progress?"

The brown bear hit his knee, broke the wooden sign, and held up the third sign reluctantly.

'I can give you a bear's paw! '

I Nima...

Qin Kun can no longer turn a blind eye, this ram is crazy.

Chapter 1249 The mantle was passed to the bear

The Corpse God obviously understands Chinese characters.

After seeing a brown bear that can write, I was even more shocked than I was able to come to this world.

"Who is this bear?"

"A follower..." Qin Kun was helpless. It's not that he didn't want to save people, but the other group who fought with them were also Chinese people.

The palms and backs of the hands are full of meat, which makes it difficult for me to do it.

Beside him, the corpse god gasped.

The most spiritual thing!

He has lived for so many years, and he has only seen a white elephant that can write, and that white elephant is Bu Luangpu's mount. Such a spiritual creature, is he lucky enough to see a second one?

"Little Bear, the old man is here to help you!"

The Corpse God was obviously more interested in Qin Kun, so he quickly entered the arena. Qin Kun hesitated and found that someone had shot for him, so he was happy to stand aside.

In the arena, several monks and laymen were shocked when they found that there was a monster in the arena.

"Who are you, tell me your name!"

"The ghost fire on the sandbar, the corpse demon on the deserted island, and the corpse of the Nanyang Buddha, whose names are not worth mentioning."

"Hehe, my Buddhist scriptures are extensive and profound, and it's the first time I've seen the slough of cultivation? Such foul-smelling things, if they don't go to nirvana early, why keep them?"

There was a mixture of monks and laymen, and the corpse god was despised first, and the leading woman said: "Bailian forms an association to keep yourself safe. Has this corpse demon ever heard of the famous name of the White Lotus Sect?"

"I heard it a little bit, but I don't know it very well." The corpse god sneered.

Next to the woman, a monk said angrily, "What are you laughing at?"

The corpse god said indifferently: "Looking at your appearance, you are also practicing Buddhism, but your knowledge is so shallow. Do you think this old man is a corpse?"

The monk blushed and said, "Otherwise?"

"Stupid, how can a person who cultivates Buddhism not know the second Kurira of the past seven Buddhas?"

After saying that, the corpse god shuddered, and the power of the corpse was overwhelming. This is the breath of death, not a dangerous breath.

The monk on the opposite side inadvertently inhaled the corpse's breath, his whole body was cold, his Buddha's mind was unstable, and he was in mental pain.

The woman narrowed her eyes: "The body is like foam, and the heart is like the wind. It is rootless and unsubstantial. It turns out that you are cultivating the Abandoned Corpse Buddha!"

Corpse God smiled: "Good knowledge."

The woman shot a ray of Buddha's light into the Buddhist acupoint of the monk's Dingmen, and shouted: "Juexin, wake up, that is the breath of a dead body!"

A phantom of a white lotus was poured into the top of the monk's head, and he slowly woke up. At this moment, a group of people around him immediately became vigilant.

Hard stubble!

This guy who looks like a monster is actually an extremely powerful character!Breath alone can plunge Juexin into a lifeless pain, it should not be underestimated!

Seeing them as if they were facing a formidable enemy, the god of corpses waved his hand: "Go away. The old man once won the life-saving grace of the Chinese, and then vowed not to hurt a single hair of the Chinese. Spare your life today!"

The woman in the lead had a complicated expression. At this moment, the colleague behind her wanted to say a few words to restore the situation, but she stopped her.

"I didn't expect there to be someone like you in Sanxian Island. I thought everyone was gone. Hmph, we're unlucky!"

After the woman finished speaking, she led her colleagues away.

The blond woman and the old man in Hanfu sat on the ground as if collapsed.

saved……

The old man in Hanfu looked back and found a walking dead monster standing there, talking to the brown bear. He swallowed and asked the blonde woman, "Gu Lixian, is this your Loulan friend?"

The blond woman shook her head: "Maybe a friend of Ashley Khan."

At this moment, the brown bear didn't expect that the walking corpse monster would help him. It scratched its head and couldn't see Qin Kun. It thought that the other party was with Qin Kun, so it could only write on the ground: "Thank you for your help."

The corpse god was very interested: "No need to thank the old man, it's just interesting to see you."

The brown bear noticed that the corpse god was talking, and even started to fumble around on himself. The bear's eyes were astonished, and he held up a sign.

'what are you up to'

The corpse god clicked his tongue: "Good seedling, don't be afraid. I see you are destined, and I will pass on a set of secret techniques to you. With your spiritual wisdom and animal blood, whether you can cultivate it or not depends entirely on good fortune."

The brown bear was confused, but found that the god of corpses had stuffed it with a yellowed leather scroll.

The corpse god sighed like a demon: "This technique is the painstaking effort of this old man all his life. Unfortunately, several disciples are not physically fit enough to practice it. The old man has been experimenting for 60 years, and he has turned into a human ghost and ghost, and he is only half successful. This old man Only then did I realize that this secret technique was not practiced by humans at all, and since you are lucky enough to open up your spiritual wisdom, I will give it to you."

Well?

The brown bear didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and felt that the walking corpse monster in front of him seemed to be ill, and the illness was unclear.

The chat is short and the inheritance is sloppy.

When the brown bear was still writing, he found that the strange walking corpse had gone far.

"Ashri Khan, what did he just tell you?"

The blond-haired saint Gu Lixian and the old man in Hanfu walked over, and the brown bear held up a sign suspiciously: "He saw that I am very talented, so he taught me a set of exercises."

Gu Lixian flipped through the book, and the brown bear didn't mind.

The old man in Hanfu next to him took a few glances, what the hell are these, are they ghost symbols?

After thinking about it, he sighed: saving people is saving people, why lie to a bear, it's too much.

……

When the corpse god left the brown bear and his party, he found Qin Kun not far away. At this moment, Qin Kun looked at him strangely.

"Huaxia boy, is there something wrong?"

"You just passed your mantle on to a bear?"

The Corpse God looked at Qin Kun with contempt: "My most talented disciple, Chi Li, has been abolished by you. The way to improve life is not suitable for my mantle, so why not pass it on to Xiong?"

When I was in Shanghai, the Chili evil master among the eight great evil masters in Nanyang was punched by Qin Kun, and now I don’t know where he is lying. It turns out that the two guys are obviously far worse than Corpse God.

Sanghavarman sighed: "For a long time, the old man's witchcraft practice was wrong. After decades, the old man discovered that because of the old man's natural aptitude, he didn't realize it until I discovered that the strength of red power and life-saving is far inferior to that of the old man. It was a pity that it was too late."

"As I have practiced to the present, this set of witchcraft has been modified by me to be very strict. It is difficult to practice in the human body. I am afraid that only wild animals can bear the pain."

The corpse god thought for a while and waved his hand, "Let's not talk about it. There are only three evil gods in Suojiao. Together with the corpse technique, self-starting and self-death is the best result."

Qin Kun couldn't empathize with the sorrow of the Corpse God, and only felt that the old monster was broken.

You don't even think about it, no matter how smart that bear is, it doesn't understand your writing...

Well, Qin Kun is not going to mention this matter again.

From the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there are only two dragon statues left. Qin Kun pointed to these statues and said, "When Tiyevarman wins the longevity jade, he will come here to inlay the jade. Just wait here for him." .There is one sand and one world here, one water and one cause and effect, and there are many miscellaneous roads. If you walk indiscriminately, it is easy to get lost."

Sending the other party here all the way, Qin Kunren's righteousness is exhausted.

If he didn't feel that the corpse god was not hostile, Qin Kun would not have made such an effort to get acquainted.

"Huaxia boy, you once had a bad relationship with Gu God Hafuluo, and you were originally on his must-kill list. But today I met you, Gu God, and I will help you settle it."

Qin Kun originally brought him here with the intention of monitoring him, but when he saw that the Corpse God offered a reward as promised, Qin Kun was also willing to accept it.

"Don't you say I forgot, that old man covered in germs actually put me on the must-kill list?"

When I went to Thailand, when I was fighting with Dashu priests and Tianli monks, Gu God once got in the way, but was repelled later, I didn't expect him to be bitter.

"Hehe, Hafulo will take revenge, but there is no need to worry."

"Well, then I'll take a step ahead. By the way, old monster, your witchcraft is very similar to Huaxia's corpse refining technique. Some of my friends are also walking corpses. Can you ask what are the disadvantages of this witchcraft?"

Corpse refining?

"You're talking about those guys from the Wuwang Kingdom, right? They're cunning and cunning, and they're slender, and they're swords. I've been to Mupiao Island. Most of Nanyang's corpse refining techniques are To put it bluntly, the corpse of a worm turns into a human, or to put it bluntly. Four Jurisdictions  Jue Su K  Conspiracy Song Ye Huang Cho Rui   揖 冯 狯 unloading oneself  free time abduction  capital wine ㄎ Yi  见 Chang parrot ding  comparison Su   head  辏  塖 hesitation Ya  can be planted and forged  forgive F  mould  ring ǜ  worry suffocation  also  resistance  Huan Wei and 浠岢 squid executive 蠓  ネ forgive!  

"Hmm... well then. There will be a period later!"

Qin Kun waved his hand and disappeared on the top of the mountain.

Chapter 1250 Nine-foot Spirit Pass, Square-inch Treasure

Ching Ming Festival.

The last day of the South China Sea Dragon Gate Club.

The competition is about to begin.

Today's fight is a pure fighting method. The old lady is gone, and Zhao Feng, who is close to him, is gone. For half a year, Yulongshan has no leader. It is necessary to choose a leader, at least to maintain the unity on the surface, otherwise Yulongshan is bound to become one. Loose sand.

Yulong Mountain is one of the 'nine places' of the Dao of Life and Death, the first of the three mountains, such a grand event, the scale is not small, dozens of small sects from the rivers and lakes have come, but there are basically no shadows of those big sects guarding one side, which is a bit embarrassing up.

The first is the absence of Maoshan.