Chapter 4 The Patriarch’s Upper Body “Come, eldest nephew, take off your clothes.” The Taoist Priest was so happy to see that his eyes were shining, and he stared at Qin Yao’s body closely. Unlike Uncle Jiu, who specializes in magic, Simu has practiced both martial arts and martial arts since he began to learn Taoism. This resulted in that although he was very comprehensive, he was not able to excel in any of them. If he and Uncle Jiu fought for endurance, Uncle Jiu would definitely not be able to beat him. But the problem is that Uncle Jiu doesn't have to fight for endurance. Two talismans can take care of him. The matter has come to this. He had no choice before, but now the appearance of Qin Yao has given him new hope... Suppose he could acquire such a powerful physique, and if this divine body could also be used to summon the gods, then what would Lin Jiu be in front of him? Wouldn’t it be possible to knock him down with just one punch? After imagining this, Taoist Priest Simu almost laughed out loud. Looking at his four-eyed master uncle who was looking at him with a "lewd smile" on his face, Qin Yao shuddered violently and silently distanced himself from him. I remember that in the original work, this guy is not good at Long Yangzhi Feng either! He is obviously a sarcastic persona, but why does he feel like a weird uncle now?
"Snapped!" Uncle Jiu was a face-saving man and couldn't stand this eye-catching scene. He slapped the back of his eyes lightly and said, "Junior brother, please be more serious!" Simu’s mood was shattered. Since when did I lose my integrity? "Why are you all looking at me like this? I just want to study his body. Where are you thinking? It's so dirty." Steadying his trembling heart, he raised his trembling hands and pointed at Jiu. Uncle said. Uncle Jiu raised his eyebrows and asked, "How do you want to study?" Four eyes: “…” Gan! How can I study this? Of course she took off her clothes and let me touch... Um? There seems to be something wrong. “Forget it about research, I don’t like being studied.” Seeing the two elders froze, Qin Yao had no choice but to break the deadlock. His eyes were full of regret, he pondered for a moment, then reached out from his arms and took out a shabby ancient book with gold thread and yellow leather, and handed it to Qin Yao: "This is the divine fighting technique I brought down from Maoshan, also called inviting the gods. Upper body, take a good look." "Junior brother!" Before Qin Yao could reply, Uncle Jiu suddenly grabbed Simu's wrist holding up the ancient book, and said in a serious voice: "This is your way of establishing yourself. Don't teach it lightly!" Looking at him calmly: "Senior brother, what is the difference between your apprentice and mine? Is there any need for you and me, and me and him, to be different?" Uncle Jiu was speechless and slowly released his wrist. “Uncle Master, can we also see this magical fighting technique?” Qiu Sheng looked at him and took the opportunity to ask. The four eyes smiled and said: "Get out."
ˆ Qiu Sheng: “…” The promised apprentice of Uncle Jiu is your apprentice? Am I not a disciple of Uncle Jiu? Autumn egg pain and sadness. Qin Yao took the book and flipped through it. Strangely enough, after opening the page, the characters seemed to be spiritually drawn into his eyes. After flipping through the book, he actually remembered the entire content. "Isn't it easy to remember?" Seeing that he was looking at it seriously, he nodded with pleasure: "When your uncle and I got this secret book, it took me a full four...months to understand its subtleties. I hope you can outshine others. But Yu Lan found the secret within three months." Not only did Jiu Shu have a good face, but he also wanted to save face in front of the juniors, so four years turned into four months. Uncle Jiu, who knew him well, naturally knew the truth, but he would not let his junior disciple lose face in front of his disciples. He just glanced meaningfully and looked away. With his eyes slightly relieved, he looked at Qin Yao who was thoughtful. He was about to give some instructions when he heard the other party ask: "Uncle Master, what do you mean by subtlety?" Simu: "The meaning will appear after you read it a hundred times. When you really remember the content of this book, you will know what the essence is." "But, I have already remembered it." Qin Yao said. "What?" He was stunned, and suddenly his eyes widened: "You're not bluffing me, are you?" Qin Yao shook his head, closed the book, and started to recite the first paragraph of Shen Da Shu. this… Is it so silky? With his eyes stunned and speechless, he turned to look at Uncle Jiu, only to see a hint of surprise in Uncle Jiu's eyes. “Okay, okay, no need to recite it anymore.” After a moment, Simu felt both embarrassment and frustration in his heart, and he waved his hands and said: "I know you have the ability to have a photographic memory. But being able to remember is only the first step, and it is also the easiest step. The most difficult thing is to understand the mystery. To be honest, my uncle was just like you at the time. He just read it a few times and memorized the entire content. But what's the use? It’s not like I spent more than three months in this stage of Tongxuan! " Qin Yao was about to stop after listening to Si Mu's words, but at this moment, a mysterious and mysterious feeling suddenly emerged in his heart, driving him to continue reciting. I waited for a while but didn't see him shut up. When I took a closer look, I was dumbfounded. What's going on with that aura on this guy's body? impossible, absolutely impossible. That can’t be the aura of the Patriarch! “Junior brother, have you ever felt that there is an aura on my disciple’s body that does not belong to him?” Uncle Jiu suddenly asked. He said nonsense with his eyes open: "No way, you feel wrong, right?" Uncle Jiu shook his head: "It's not wrong. Maybe your cultivation level is too low and you didn't notice it." There was a blockage of air in the eyes, and a mouthful of old blood almost hit his throat. This shady Lin Jiu is nothing!
"Please come up, Patriarch!" At this moment, Qin Yao finally finished reciting the full text. He seemed to sense a pair of eyes looking at him and shouted subconsciously. "brush!" As soon as he finished speaking, a beam of golden light suddenly fell from the sky and hit Qin Yao's head. Then there was a squeaking sound. After all, his clothes could not escape the fate of being broken, revealing his strong chest muscles glowing with golden light. The eyes that had been stunned seemed to be struck by lightning at this moment, and the lips kept trembling, but no words could be uttered. “Damn, this powerful feeling feels so good.” Feeling the explosive power in his body, Qin Yao said excitedly. Later, his eyes glanced at Jiu Shu and Si Mu, wondering if they were drifting away. He even thought that he could punch them to the ground one by one. However, what he didn't know was that when he glanced at the two of them, their scalps went numb and their hearts tightened almost at the same time. This **** oppressive feeling. I don’t know which of Maoshan’s ancestors is coming! Shaoqing, Qin Yao was about to try his current strength, but his eyes suddenly went dark, and a deep sense of exhaustion came like a tide, and soon swallowed up his consciousness. Uncle Jiu walked as fast as he could. He stretched out his hand to support his body that was about to fall. He turned his head and smiled and said, "More than three months?" His eyes turned dark. Gan. If I couldn't beat you, I would definitely print the sole of my shoe on your face! (End of this chapter)