"Master, what's wrong?"

When the big bastard saw Qin He smashing the thin man's skull into pieces with a "bang bang bang", his eyes were full of confusion.

"Whoever asks about this will die." Qin He glanced at it.

The big bastard shrank his neck in fear and hurriedly lowered his head to find work.

Qin He cleared his mind and took aim at the reward he had just received.

As a result, when I saw it, I jumped up in surprise and burst into joy.

As a result, the big bastard who secretly glanced at him was so stunned that he almost poured kerosene on himself. There seemed to be something wrong with the man he was leaning against.

Moody.

Just a moment ago, his face looked like he was about to kill someone, but in the next moment, he was as happy as picking up money.

Can Qin He be unhappy?

Ninth Grade Jin Qigong: The favorite practice method of the abyss traffickers. By practicing this method, you can enter the door of external strength.

What's this?

The coveted external force technique still comes from the abyss.

Never mind what traffickers and stooges love, as long as it comes from the abyss, that's enough.

The omnipotent abyss always contributes extraordinary things.

Qin He has lost his inner energy for almost two hundred years, but he has never been able to release his inner energy. Qin He doesn't know why. It may be that the inner energy gained from free rewards is less enlightened than the hard work.

A little more.

Therefore, internal energy has been accumulating, but it has been unable to be released externally.

The Ninth Grade Jin Qigong has paved the way for Qin He.

People with strong inner strength in this world usually break through their physical expression to the level of outward expression within the period of sixty to one hundred years.

If there are external force techniques to cooperate with or if it is passed down from master to disciple, the time will be earlier. If not, you can rely on your own insights, but it will be later.

Qin He is an extreme exception. He has been holding it in for almost two hundred years and can't get out.

It's better now.

The ninth-level Jin Qigong contains detailed methods for releasing internal energy and external energy, and masters of external energy are divided into nine levels based on their strength.

The first level is the weakest and the ninth level is the strongest.

Don’t say anything and learn immediately.

Within a few breaths, the method of releasing internal energy to the outside of the ninth level is thoroughly familiar to the heart. The mystery of it is impossible to understand by oneself without decades of hard training. It is related to the use and coordination of more than 400 acupuncture points all over the body.

Jin is the cornerstone, breaking through the constraints of the human body's meridians, bones, flesh and skin, and releasing it.

This is like taking the blood out of the blood vessels of the human body and then punching it out through the human body. If it is not done right, it will not hurt the enemy but will cause internal bleeding.

The same goes for internal energy, but you can't let it run wild in the body, otherwise it can lead to madness at best, or death at worst.

Qin He's study is completely at the level of mastering it once he learns it, and there are no obstacles.

So powerful, so magical.

Looking up at the roof, the "arm"-shaped hole is very eye-catching.

Expose your inner strength!

Qin He pushed his palm, and a vague palm-shaped energy came out of his body, enlarging the hole.

Wherever the energy passes, the tiles and wooden beams turn into powder and almost no sound is made.

Qin He continued to experiment, using a left palm and a right punch, and then the Poison Dragon Drill with both hands together.

Oh!

What does it look like?

Impressively, he is at the level of a third-grade external strength master.

The first level can only produce vigorous energy, the second level can produce relatively powerful internal energy, but it has no shape. The third level can produce vague energy, like Qin He, in the shape of a palm or a fist.

Qin He was quite satisfied. From today on, he was officially ranked among the masters of external strength.

Thanks to the strong internal strength foundation, he can jump two levels in a row to reach the third level.

After several more experiments, Qin He stopped until the "arm"-shaped hole was as big as a water tank and he could see the moon outside.

The big bastard looked on with thunder in his heart. The thigh he hugged could no longer be called thick. It was called the white jade pillar holding up the sky and the purple gold beam bridging the sea.

The thick one can hold up the sky, and the wide one can reach the sea.

In an instant, the big bastard hugged his thigh with an unprecedented determination, and Wang Tiezhu's opportunity to rise to prominence came.

Luohe water god?

Wait, I will let you warm the bed for me, Wang Tiezhu.

Thinking of the convex and backward upper body of the Luohe Water God and the lower body of the fish and dragon's swaying tail, my mouth almost watered. The Luohe Water Goddess is the dream lover of all aquatic people.

The big tortoise grinned happily, but it didn't last more than three seconds. He shook his neck and poured half a spoonful of kerosene on his forehead. It was set on fire by the fire. It was so frightened that it let out an "oooo" and hurriedly stretched its neck and plunged into the bucket.

Just put out the fire.

Qin He turned his head and looked at it, "What, you want to roast yourself for my entertainment?"

The big bastard didn't dare to reply and continued to work with his head down, pretending to be dead.

Qin He turned around and continued to play with the next reward, the sound isolation technique.

Soundproofing: By learning this technique, you can set up soundproof barriers to isolate internal and external sounds.

This skill was contributed by Wu Sanqu, and he knew it himself. The two of them were playing ping-pong-pong, and the officer on duty outside didn't respond. Apparently they couldn't hear the sound. Xing Nu also used it once, and it was a very practical little skill.

With a wave of his hand, the invisible soundproof cover covered the entire room 19, which was just the right size. Even if someone inside screamed, no one outside could hear it.

…

Just when Qin He was busy burning corpses to get rewards.

Xicheng.

Lao Bangzi, who survived the disaster a few days ago, resumed his patrol.

I was walking with lingering fear when I suddenly stepped on something under my feet and almost fell down.

When I took a closer look at the lantern, I was so frightened that I howled.

The Xicheng Soldiers and Horses Division was alarmed, and they were almost nervous about the sound.

When the soldiers came and took a look, their expressions changed.

He hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, took the shovel, and shoveled the things to Feiyuwei.

As soon as Feiyuwei saw it, he quickly put it into the wooden box and continued to send it up.

Finally, this thing arrived at the desk of Shen Lian, the commander of the Flying Fish Guards.

What?

An arm, very thick, with a green background and cyan stripes on it. The corpse aura was so strong that the wooden box was stained black.

"Green Corpse Ghost Hand?" Ji Chengliang's face changed slightly, and he said to Shen Lian: "Master Commander, is that demon An Chongjiu showing up?"

"Look again." Shen Lian was looking at the book in his hand, his eyes never moving away.

Ji Chengliang's face froze, and he coughed lightly and said, "That's wrong, it's not An Zhongjiu. An Zhongjiu's Green Corpse Ghost Hand has already reached adulthood. This is not even the threshold for a small achievement. It should be some minion."

After a pause, he continued his analysis: "An Zhongjiu is extremely protective of his shortcomings. When the Green Corpse Ghost Hand appeared, he dared to kill himself, but not many people have the courage. Di Lu has been unlucky one after another, and now the Corpse Refining Sect has also begun to be targeted.

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"The situation is getting more and more interesting. Who do you think did it?" Shen Lian looked at Ji Chengliang.

"Great Immortal Qingniu?" Ji Chengliang opened his eyes slightly.

Shen Lian did not comment, stood up and walked to the green corpse ghost's hand, picked up a very small thing from it and handed it to him.

Ji Chengliang opened his eyes wide, took it and found that it was a hair. He looked left and right and smelled it, and said softly: "Dog hair?"

"It's the east again?" Ji Chengliang's face flashed with excitement.

The last time there was a big mess at the pier was in the east, Amba Valley, and the prison slaves disappeared in the east. The place with the most wild dogs in the capital is the mass grave outside the east city.

"Commander, I will turn the area around the mass grave upside down tomorrow."

"No, the further away we are from there, the better. If you go ahead, all missions in the East City will be cancelled. All Feiyu Guards are not allowed to set foot in the East City unless they have anything to do." A glimmer of light flashed in Shen Lian's eyes.

"Ah? We're not looking for the Great Immortal Qingniu anymore?"
Chapter completed!