After Elder Fang returned, he was overjoyed. After all, the pottery merchant was not as skillful as Han Hui in breaking the restrictions, and Elder Fang was surprised to catch a trace.

After trying twice, although it still ended in failure, he finally had a little hope. The three small yin and yang pills had such a harvest, which he did not expect.

While Han Hui was in seclusion, the two elders of the Thunder Bandits also approached the pottery merchant and wanted him to help them crack the scorpion puppet. Naturally, the pottery merchant would not agree.

If he, a dignified elder of the Sword Sect, charges a fee to help the Desert Thunder Bandits, who have always been the formidable enemy of Middle-earth, crack the Scorpion Puppet, he will really lose his face.

He is different from Han Hui. Han Hui is a young disciple, and there is nothing wrong with using his own methods to trade on an equal footing in exchange for something he needs.

When you reach the realm of elders, you have to consider the impact. After all, their every move has too much impact. Tao Shang politely rejected the request of the two elders.

After the two returned home, they did not blame the pottery merchant. Instead, they yelled at Han Hui. The pottery merchant would not help them solve the problem. They could understand that they only went to the pottery merchant with the attitude of giving it a try.

Elder Sun picked up the tea cup and took a sip of the tea. He opened his mouth and spat it out from afar: "What kind of bullshit tea is this? What kind of bullshit mountain is this? Nainai, is this a desert anymore? We Thunder Bandits thought

What do you want, and when do you need to ask for help? Just grab it and get it back!"

Elder Sun Er also had a livid face. Now all the forces in Evil Tiger Mountain have scorpion puppets, except for the Thunder Bandits. It would be embarrassing to tell them.

If the top brass of the Thunder Bandits knew about this, the two of them would have an unshirkable responsibility.

With a "pop" sound, Elder Sun crushed the tea cup in his hand hard.

"I'm afraid I have to prepare a four-star treasure! No matter what, I have to crack a scorpion puppet!" Elder Sun looked ferocious.

"Do you really want that little bastard?" Elder Sun Er's forehead had bulging veins, and his sinister eyes flickered non-stop.

"What can we do if we don't beg him now? This old fellow, Tao Shang, is concerned about his face and will not help us. When everyone has a cracked scorpion puppet, but we, the Thunder Bandits, are the only ones who don't have one, the boss will blame him??

????”

Hearing this, Elder Sun Er trembled all over, as if the boss's devilish methods were about to befall them.

"If you beg him, beg him, but we don't have any extra four-star treasures! This little bastard actually wants a four-star treasure, and he has a destiny to use it?" Elder Sun Er said with a frown.

Han Hui's seclusion was broken again, by a huge vibration, as if the sky suddenly opened, and the end came instantly.

The secret room made of copper and iron was squeezed and twisted in an instant. The ventilation and communication pipes were suddenly pressed together, and one of the iron parts shot toward the cold glow in the closed eyes.

Han Hui suddenly opened his eyes and blocked the incoming iron piece with his palm, grabbing the iron piece in his hand.

How could such a big change happen suddenly?

The palm of his hand suddenly turned, turned into a fist, and punched out.

The arm was like a big dragon, the muscles twisted and trembled, tearing the surrounding air, and unparalleled power rushed out of the fist, suddenly opening a gap.

A gap appeared in Han Hui's body instantly, and the main hall had collapsed.

I don’t know how many people will be killed in it. Even innate warriors can’t say they have the ability to protect themselves in the face of such a natural disaster.

Only Qi practitioners can fight for a chance of survival.

After rushing out of the ruins of the main hall, I heard Yu's voice: "There has been an accident in the cemetery. Someone wants to open the ancient tomb. We have to rush back, and the people from Jianzong will follow. You can take care of yourself. If

If you want to follow us, you can!"

The voice was gentle and resounded in Han Hui's ears, but there was no sign of Fairy Yu. At this time, the entire top of the Evil Tiger Mountain was in ruins.

Of course Han Hui was not interested in going to the ancient tomb with them to join in the fun. He might die if he was not careful. It would be safer to stay in Evil Tiger Mountain.

One after another bodies and figures rushed out of the ruins, and panic-looking figures rushed into the sky. These people were all Qi practitioners.

All of them were vomiting and gasping for air, with crumbs all over their bodies or even wounds on their bodies. They were all members of the Evil Tiger Gang.

When you reach the trance state, you can communicate with your powerful soul through special communication talismans.

What happened to the ancient tomb? Why did Evil Tiger Mountain almost collapse?

After waiting for all the figures in the sky to disappear, Han Hui began to think about this issue.

Finally, his gaze was directed towards the towering underground mountain!

This place is definitely related to the ancient tomb!

Of course, the ancient tomb is what all parties pay the most attention to. Although they all know that this mountain peak is suspicious, they can still pay attention to it. When something happens to the ancient tomb, everyone will leave.

The three giants of Evil Tiger Mountain were all Qi practitioners at this time, so naturally they would not be killed by the houses, but looking at the devastation, they still felt sad in their hearts.

Han Hui's body kept wandering around, rescuing people in the ruins. A wave of his hand contained tens of thousands of tons of force?

Under his leadership, it took half a day to clean up the entire top of Evil Tiger Mountain and rescued many people.

Seeing the injured people thanking each and every one of them with gratitude, Han Hui sighed in his heart that no matter how advanced technology is, it is still not as magical as the human body itself.

If there could be an existence like myself on the earth, so many lives would not be lost and so many families would be broken in earthquakes.

Human power is limited, but the power of creation is endless.

Liu Fei once again thought of the "locks" in the meridians. Where did this "restriction" come from?

Is it a means of creation?

Is there a supreme creator somewhere who created human beings?

Put a series of restrictions in the human body?

Immediately, he shook his head. This was not something he could think about. A young Qi practitioner who was in a joint state and was always struggling on the edge of life and death was really not qualified to torture these things.

Han Hui found a place at the underground peak of the back mountain and sat cross-legged to practice his Qi. The three giants cleaned up the mess in Evil Tiger Mountain and finally reorganized the ruins in three days.

This is also because they used the last dozen or so Qi Practitioners. In addition to the three giants, some innate masters also took Qi Condensing Pills and became Qi Practitioners.

A Qigong practitioner can work as little as a hundred, and it is extremely easy to do this kind of hard work. They can clear all the rubble and rotten wood aside and then build a new house.

In the past three days, Han Hui did not go to help build the house, nor did he think about what changes had happened at the ancient tomb. Instead, he concentrated on warming and nourishing the meridians.

At the joint construction period, he finally felt the bottleneck of his cultivation.

That is, it takes longer and longer to warm and nourish the meridians, and the high platform in the Dantian also needs to constantly absorb the vitality from the sky in order to gradually become stable.

Just when Han Hui was frowning and worried that he could not improve his realm quickly, a long roar came from the foot of the mountain.

Following this long roar, there were also long roars from all directions, east, west, north and south. The roar shook the clouds in the sky and resounded over the Evil Tiger Mountain.

Each of these whistles is very powerful, and all of them are masters.

Han Hui frowned, why are there so many Qi practitioners again? Which force do they belong to? Could it be that the enemy is here?

The absence of a woman's whistle in the voice proved that no one from the Caifeng Sect came, so Fairy Yu reassured Han Hui. After all, it would be unreasonable to worry about someone who could even give him a glimpse of the true forbidden code.

Other people, not to mention, even Jian Zong didn't know how many people wanted his life, not to mention that now that the pottery merchant has learned how to crack the scorpion puppet, his value is even less.

Han Hui's eyes narrowed, and the sea of ​​Qi in his Dantian suddenly rose up to create a forbidden dragon. The dragon circled and danced, and its scales fell down, sealing his meridians one after another.

The secret technique of Zhenhai is becoming more and more perfect now.

Not only can he seal his Dantian, turning him completely into an ordinary person, but he can also seal some meridians opened by him, lowering his realm and turning him into a Qi practitioner of any realm at will.

It is not convenient to become an ordinary person at this time. If something happens suddenly, his identity will be exposed easily, and he may even be killed casually, causing him to be exposed.

The Qi Practitioner is different. Some ordinary changes can be dealt with by the Qi Practitioner's methods. For those who are about to break in, the Qi Practitioner also has a little bit of use value and will not take action easily.

Kill.

The clothes on his body were instantly shattered. He took out a piece of clothing from the storage bag, and the kung fu learned on earth came into play again.

With a twist of his body, he actually dropped twenty centimeters, from a slender figure to a stout man, with his arms and legs becoming thicker.

The left side of the face suddenly elongated and retracted in an instant, while the right side of the face suddenly trembled, inflating like a balloon.

In an instant, Han Hui transformed into a strong man, or rather a fat man, and no one in the entire Evil Tiger Gang could recognize him.

Cui Hanhui on Earth is the king of the underground. He invades the North American Aerospace Command at will and is a dangerous man wanted all over the world. Without this skill, he would have died countless times.

Unexpectedly, this trick would be used again after traveling back in time.

Before that, Han Hui had already made arrangements. He told Qin Tianhu that if he left suddenly, he would leave an agent here, but he was asked to keep quiet and just say that he was a genius master hidden by their Evil Tiger Gang.

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At that time, this arrangement was to prevent him from having to change his appearance immediately in case of an unexpected accident.

When he finished all this, figures were already flying across the top of the Evil Tiger Mountain, and one of them landed next to Han Hui.

"What a chance, I never thought that there would be so many qigong practitioners in Yudian State!" The man looked at Han Hui up and down, and shouted arrogantly: "Boy, tell me your name, this evil tiger

Who owns the mountain?"
Chapter completed!