Chapter 166 Qimen Dunge?!

No, I seem to have read it wrong, damn it! Bai is excited.

What the hell is this "Qimen Dun Fake"?

I have heard of Qimen Dunjia. It is the first secret art among the three secret treasures of Qimen, Liu Ren and Taiyi. It is known as the study of the emperor and has the ability to seize the creation of heaven and earth.

Qi, Men, Dun, Jia, one word, one secret, but most modern people use it as a divination technique. The eight-door golden lock arrays used by Cao Ren in the Three Kingdoms period, as well as the eight arrays finally perfected by Zhuge Liang, all come from Qimen Dunjia.

But what is this "Qimen Dun Fake"? Is it the twin brother of Qimen Dunjia?

But with the word "fake", why do I look so awkward?

Besides, this "Qimen Dunjia" is sold on the market, and it is not a treasure. Of course, "Qimen Dunjia" is naturally extremely precious. It can even be said to be a heavenly book, which contains the creation of heaven and earth, and has the art of cultivation, but it has been lost.

Now it is said to be the whole book on the market, but it is just a remnant. The main core of it has disappeared in the dust of history.

Put the brochure into the back trouser pocket, pick up the clinker belt on the ground, and walk to the apartment step by step.

I obviously killed people, but I didn't feel anything. This is really getting cold-blooded. Shouldn't I be nervous to death?

No, he wanted to kill me, but in the end, he was killed by me. I shouldn't have had any sense of guilt in the first place.

Kill him and burst out a secret book that I don't know what level. The more I think about it, the more I feel like I'm playing online games, single-on-one BOSS, brushing equipment, imperial city PK... That, I was too deeply cheated by Youku, excited for a moment, excited for a moment.

It took some time to deal with the old man. Wang Ziyan is still waiting for me to go home to cook for her. Hurry up.

It's still a little late to get home. After all, it's a waste of time. Wang Ziyan has already washed the dishes and chopsticks and sat on the sofa waiting for me to come back.

"I just came back. I'm about to hang up!" Wang Ziyan looked at me and said speechlessly.

I laughed dryly: "I have something to do. It's delayed. I'll do it for you now..."

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, fresh shredded mushroom noodles!" I handed the cooked noodles to Wang Ziyan.

Wang Ziyan took the bowls and chopsticks and ate them without saying a word. It seemed that she was really hungry. These girls seemed to be all starving to death.

"I have something to do. Wash the dishes by yourself after you eat!" I still think about "Qimen Dun Fake" in my heart. The old man, a first-level monk of Xingxuan, has such a high skill of hiding, which is absolutely related to this secret book.

Seeing Wang Ziyan nodding, I rushed back to the bedroom.

Take out "Qimen Dun Fake" and observe it carefully.

This pamphlet is very thin and looks a little old, but the more rotten things are, the better. Isn't the book "The Legend of the Fox Fairy" that sealed Meier at the beginning also very rotten?

"Huh?" I wanted to open Qimen Dunfei, but I couldn't turn it over. Finally, I entered some real energy before I opened it.

It's right to think about it. After all, this thing is related to cultivation. If it can be opened by brute force alone, can't everyone cultivate it?

But what's cheating is that this book has been opened, damn it! Why is there nothing on it? It's a piece of white paper!

Look back and again. I want to turn the page again, but this time I really can't turn it, and I can't even enter Zhenqi.

The first page is blank, and it can't be turned back. What the hell is this?

I was so angry that I suddenly threw this pamphlet called "Qimen Dun Fake" on the ground.

But this throw, something was thrown out.

"Qimen Dun Fake" thrown on the ground emits a burst of shit yellow light, er... It's really shit yellow. If you don't believe it, you can have a look.

The yellow light of shit rose to the sky, and I couldn't open my eyes, waiting for the light to dissipate.

I saw that "Qimen Dun Fake" was placed on the plane, and the white paper on that page without any calligraphy and painting shone faintly, shining on the ceiling.

I looked up, ouch, I'm alas! That's fucking awesome! It's just an awesome battle!

What kind of book is this? It's like a projector. A bunch of golden calligraphy and paintings are reflected on the ceiling.

Nima! This "Qimen Dun Fake" is too fucking enough to be beat. If I fall it, it will show the water. Otherwise, I would have thought it was a waste.

Seeing the sunlight shining through the window, I found that I seemed to have misunderstood something.

It seems that the reason why this brochure made the projection is not because I fell, but because it was reflected by the sun.

No matter what the reason is, just get the things in the secret book out.

I was about to lie down and take a good look at this "Qimen Dun Fake", but I thought of the last time Tang Shuyao sneaked in and saw me masturbation... No, it was about peeling apples, so I got up and locked the door.

After finishing the preparation, I hurriedly lay on the ground, looking at the text on it.

These words are all ancient characters, but fortunately, when I accepted "Nine Turns of the Universe", I was also instilled with the words of that era at the same time.

"Since ancient times, the world of cultivation has respected strength. Killing and stealing treasures has happened from time to time. I have a feeling when I see this, and I suddenly have the interest of developing the secret art of escape."

"Damn it, it's too painful to drag the article. I'm still honest and honest. Say it casually!"

I'll go! This style of writing has changed too fast. Are the practitioners so strange? They shook their heads and continued to read.

"In fact, this skill is just to see some children being killed. Their strength is not strong, and they don't practice life-saving spells well. They only know how to practice the art of killing. They deserve to be killed!"

This senior is really curious. He complains and continues to watch.

"Although the art of restraining breath has the function of restraining breath, it is inevitably exposed in the open place, which is not a good way to save life. Therefore, on the basis of the art of restraining, I created this skill of Qimen Dun Fake. As an arrogant person, the magic created by me naturally needs to have an awesome name!"

In ancient times, there were such arrogant practitioners, but to put it bluntly, isn't it a life-saving spell! Jump over the gossip directly and look at the cultivation method of "Qimen Dun Fake".

"The anger sinks in Dantian, and the breath is restrained. Since the true qi is turned forward and can emit a strong attack power, what will happen to the reversal?"

True qi reversal? Grass! This is simply playing with your life, okay?

However, next, the idea of this predecessor in the cultivation world became more and more feroing. He actually tried to reverse the truth. After many attempts, he finally developed a skill that could hide the breath and increase the speed.

However, if you want to increase the speed greatly, it consumes too much Zhenqi, and it is much easier to hide your body. According to the route he said, reverse the Zhenqi, and then spreads all over the body, you can use the surrounding scenery to hide your body.

As for speed, as long as the real spirit is enough, it can even be thousands of miles a day!

"This is fucking awesome!" I sighed, after practicing this spell, can't I be invisible to peep at the beautiful women I shared at any time?

Looking down, I almost choked to death when I saw the name of the legal person who created it.

At the end of the page, there are three eye-catching big characters - Niu Shisan!

Nima! This Niu Shisan, how can everything have anything to do with him!

(Yesterday was overloaded, but I still couldn't make ten updates, but the dog's blood really tried my best... This chapter is late. I'm sorry to everyone, I may only keep three updates in the past few days. It's a hard injury that the dog's blood has not saved the manuscript in his hand. When the dog's blood keeps the manuscript in his hand, let's break out again!)