160 [Nine-level waves of the Great Golden Buddha Handprint]
He stretched out his white jade-like hand to wipe the blood from the corner of Qingshui's mouth. Qingshui moved slightly to avoid it, but Wen Ren Wushuang's other hand hugged his neck.
Wen Ren was as gentle as water at this moment. She didn't bother with the stolen eyes at all, so she carefully wiped the blood on Qingshui's face with her jade hands!
"Let's go and see if that guy is going to see if you can see clearly." Qingshui recovered a little strength and pulled Wenren Wushuang toward the big man who was kicked away by him.
The man lying on the ground had been dead for a long time, and his chest was kicked through, a big blood hole, and even his heart was gone. It would be strange if he didn't die.
The tiger tail is worthy of being the most vicious and insidious move. Qingshui was surprised that he had used the tiger tail foot naturally at that time!
"Um!"
Qingshui saw a little silver-white thing revealing her tattered clothes, which was very bright, so she bent down and pulled out!
"Silver paper title page!"
Qingshui counts nine pages of silver paper title pages, each page is seven inches long and five inches wide, and the top one is eight golden seal characters on the far right.
"Nine-level waves of the Great Golden Buddha's Handprint!"
When Qingshui saw the three words "Nine-level Waves", he couldn't help but think of the double power that the great man used when he was fighting just now. Could it be that he was practicing the Nine-level Waves Great Golden Buddha Handprint?
"Qingshui, what is this? You actually need to record the title page of silver paper." Wenren Wushuang was surprised when she saw it. She knew that only she could record the title page of silver paper.
The silver on the title page of the silver paper is not ordinary silver, it is silver essence. The nine-page silver paper title page alone is worth no less than the nine golden essence needles of Qingshui.
"It should be a set of exercises." Qingshui handed the silver paper title page to Wenren Wushuang without hesitation.
Although it was a small move, it made Wen Renwushuang feel warm. Wen Renwushuang took it and stood beside Qingshui and flipped it casually. Her mind was not on the silver paper title page.
Qingshui flipped a bag on the man. After opening it, Qingshui found that in addition to many silver notes, there was also a book and a piece of animal crust paper.
"Book!" Qingshui was happy. Qingshui liked to see books very much. Even Wenren Wushuang couldn't help but turn his head to see what book it was.
Qingshui opened the first book and the two of them were stunned!
"Spring Palace Picture!"
The figure paintings are lifelike, painted like real people, the man is masculine and the lines are strong, but he is a bald head, and the woman is extremely beautiful. The most important key part is also meticulous, especially when Qingshui looks at two pictures.
The first pair is a woman kneeling on the bed, her plump buttocks are raised high, and the man kneels behind the woman. Half of the thick weapon is inside the woman's flower stem, and the other half is outside. The woman in the painting looks like a peach blossom and her eyes are half squinted.
My mouth slightly opened, and the expression on my face was extremely comfortable and enjoyable.
Qingshui actually reacted to the lower body, secretly praising the picture of the erotic palace that was more realistic than the photo taken in his previous life, and the second pair was even more embarrassing. The man was lying on the bed, his weapon was standing upright in the sky, and the gorgeous woman
Where to kneel, her plump and round buttocks were raised high, and the mysterious area was clearly displayed in front of Qingshui. The woman in the painting was holding a man's weapon in one hand, and her sexy little mouth was holding a piece,
Until this moment, Wen Renwushuang cursed and ran away with a blushing face, his heartbeat was particularly fierce, but Qingshui smiled and admired Wen Renwushuang's charm.
In fact, after seeing it for about five breaths, Qingshui was puzzled. Wen Ren Wushuang had read it for so long. It seemed that she also felt that the painting was beautiful,,,
"Wushuang, do you also think this painting looks good?" Qingshui was very happy at the moment.
Wen Ren Wushuang was still immersed in shock at this moment. He began to shock the big thing that men could enter the woman,,,,
The second one was disgusting, the woman actually put her in her mouth,,,,,,,
Although Wen Ren Wushuang is in Yexiangju, she has never seen any specific situation. She knows about men and women, but she doesn't know that men's things can be so big, and women can use their mouths.
"Don't say it, don't say anything disgusting." Wen Ren Wushuang said embarrassedly. She remembered that the last time she took a shower, her hips were raised, which was very similar to the woman in the painting. She couldn't bear it.
It makes my face look more gorgeous and hot.
Wen Ren Wushuang remembered that Qingshui stared at her buttocks in the morning and saw the look. Could it be that she was thinking about doing it like a man and a woman in the painting, "Wushuang, I'm so embarrassed, I'm thinking about anything!"
"Okay, then I'll put it away first. If you want to read it, I'll give it to you, or let's read it together." Qingshui smiled and closed the book.
"Go to die." Wen Ren Wushuang hurriedly smashed the silver paper title page in his hand at Qingshui, but was caught by Qingshui and put it away with a smile.
Qingshui simply packed these things up. After all, there were two coachmen next to him, otherwise he could have a good joke with Wen Ren Wushuang.
Everyone dies in vain, Qingshui makes a random pit and burys the man on the spot!
"Wushuang, let's get on the road. The road to Tianjian Sect has only been a short walk. It's really inconvenient to have no flying mounts," Qingshui sighed and said.
"Yes, it's so rare to fly monsters, and I don't know if there is hope in this life." Wen Ren Wushuang also looked at the distant starry sky yearningly.
When they set off again, Qingshui and Wenren Wushuang were in the carriage. At this time, Qingshui was looking at the nine-fold waves of the golden Buddha handprint recorded on the silver paper title page.
"As it turns out, I'm so powerful after I practiced to the second level?" Qingshui roughly read the silver paper title page, similar to Buddhist handprints.
Qingshui knew that there were Buddhists in Jiuzhou Continent, but he didn’t know that they were the same as those in his previous life. Moreover, Zhongzhou is said to have a Buddhist sect with extremely powerful strength and cannot be compared with a sect like Tianjian Sect.
Qingshui put aside his distracting thoughts and continued to look at the nine-level golden Buddha handprints. They were divided into nine-level waves like the name. Each level has a separate method of luck, and the next level is based on the previous level.
After the first level of practice is successful, the power can be increased by 10%. After the second level of practice is completed, the force will be added on the basis of the first level. However, this second level has no attack bonus, and will be issued after the operation.
The first arrival is almost the same as the first level, but there is only a moment of pause in the middle.
After the third level of cultivation is successful, another weight will be added to the original basis. The same power is the power of oneself, but the first level will increase by 20% of the power, while the second level of power will become an increase of 10% of the power, exerting it
At that time, the first gravity is always at the end, that is, the strongest force is always at the end, attacking like waves one after another.
Fourth and so on! The ninth gravity force does not increase force, while the eighth gravity force increases by 10% of the force, and the first gravity force increases by 80% of the force.
"Damn, such a lustful and lewd martial art!" Qingshui couldn't help but say happily.