When Hua Shier heard Jia Yefeng's proposal, he became interested and turned around and smiled: "Then tell me, what secret method does your Qingcheng have to redeem your life?"

Jia Yefeng just saw Hua Shier killing Wang Zhong and Xu Tianbiao, without any mercy. He knew that it was time to be at stake in life and death, so he did not dare to hide his own personal information, so he hurriedly said:

"I have the secret technique of fighting gods in Qingcheng, so I can ask for the magic method."

When Hua Shier thought of the time when he arrested Wang Zhong at Taekwondo Club, he saw someone asking Bruce Lee to go up. He was immediately deprived of interest and asked casually:

"There is someone from the martial arts club of XX University who can hire Bruce Lee, is it your apprentice?"

Jia Yefeng nodded and said, "Mr. Hua should be talking about Li Weiwu. That boy likes martial arts. He once saw me practicing boxing in Qingcheng Mountain, so he insisted on taking me as his teacher!"

"I saw that his roots and bones were all average, so I didn't want to accept disciples, but he often donated money for incense and oil to Taoist temples. As the saying goes, I took him as a registered disciple if I didn't feel sorry for him!"

Speaking of this, Jia Yefeng smiled bitterly and said, "That kid is so talented. I have taught him two ways of boxing. After practicing for more than a year, I have not mastered anything. So I have taught him how to fight with his magic, so that he can defend himself and save his life in danger. It seems that he was using it randomly and was seen by Mr. Hua?"

Hua Shier nodded and told him about Li Weiwu's competition with others at Taekwondo Club that day. After that, he shook his head:

"If it's a trick, I think I'd better forget it. Summon Bruce Lee? It's not as useful as the two guns in my hand!"

He said as he took out the M500 and started to put on the bullet, and said to Jia Yefeng with a smile:

"You should think about whether there are other secret techniques that can save your life. I don't have much time and I have limited patience!"

Jia Yefeng suddenly became anxious and explained:

"Mr. Hua doesn't know anything. I said that Li Weiwu is only fur. My Qingcheng divine fighting technique is an ancient Taoist priest. After practicing, you can become a god and a saint in your body. It is infinitely magical and invincible in the world!"

Hua Shier shook his head. He felt that Jia Yefeng was trying to survive and dared to say anything.

Why do you have the physical body to become a god and a saint? It is infinitely magical and invincible in the world? If it is so good, why don’t you practice it yourself? Instead, you have to practice a sword-controlling technique that cannot consolidate your life and live for forty years? Are you talking about it?

"Forget it, it seems that you are not sincere. You just used the flying sword to kill me twice, and I will shoot you one shot. If you don't die, I'll spare you this time. That's great!"

After General Hua Shier put the M500 on Jia Yefeng's forehead after he put the bullet, he had to hook the plate machine.

Jia Yefeng wanted to cry. He was killed by such a thick gun. He could not kill a single shot in the head. Why would you perform one for me to see?

He said anxiously: "Five minutes, Mr. Hua will give me five minutes to tell you carefully. If you are not satisfied with the God's beating, it will not be too late to kill me again!"

Hua Shierpeng was just trying to scare him and wanted him to bring some good things. He immediately stopped the gun and said:

"After all, I'll know you for five minutes. After five minutes, I can't impress me, so don't blame me for taking revenge!"

Jia Yefeng's forehead was covered in cold sweat. When he saw the gun being removed, he was relieved, but he did not dare to delay and said quickly:

"My Qingcheng School's Divine Killing is the practice of the power of sentient beings. Maoshan, Yihe Fist God's Divine Killing, and Bailian's Divine Killing are actually all of this kind of exercises. However, they are all small ways and cannot stand the complex and dark side of the power of sentient beings. Often, when they practice to a profound place, their minds and nature will be affected, and they will become obsessed with the devil. The magic technique of our Qingcheng School does not have such disadvantages!"

Hua Shier was unmoved and listened with a smile. Obviously, these words still did not touch him.

Jia Yefeng said again: "My Qingcheng God is divided into three levels. The first realm can increase energy and strengthen the body. The second realm can be invincible, invaded by swords and guns, and invaded by evil methods. The third realm can be transformed into a god and ghost, move mountains and seas, catch stars and moons, and cultivate to great success. The body can ascend to the body and become an immortal and become an ancestor!"

Hua Shier sneered: "It's so good, why don't you practice it? Isn't it good to become an immortal or an ancestor? Instead, I have practiced the flying sword that has not cultivated my life for forty years. Do you think it's easier to deceive me?"

He said that, lifting the gun up again, but he didn't even want to give it to the remaining minutes.

Jia Yefeng bowed repeatedly: "Mr. Hua, there is a hidden truth here. Please listen to my explanation. If you don't like this method and want to kill me, then I have nothing to say!"

Seeing that his expression was not fake, Hua Shier put down his gun again, lit a cigarette, and signaled him to continue.

Jia Yefeng thanked repeatedly and said, "This method is indeed the magical method passed down from ancient times by my Qingcheng. However, among the ancestors of all generations, there are very few people who practice it. They are all because the physical body is sacred and the progress is too difficult. But once they succeed, they will inevitably be the root seedlings of becoming immortals. It is no problem to overcome the tribulation and ascension!"

Hua Shier was helpless: "Stop bragging, let's talk about the key points!"

Jia Yefeng looked embarrassed: "My Taoist temple has become a Luyou attractions now. Those tourists like to listen to stories. I have become accustomed to it. Mr. Hua, but what I said is true. These are all word-of-mouths passed down from my school."

Hua Shier had a black line at the end. Now I feel that Jia Yefeng is becoming more and more like Master Ma of Five Whip?

Jia Yefeng continued, "Mr. Hua should have heard the saying of the Dharma-Ending Age. When the past was overthrown and the world was reopened, all practice methods in the world were suppressed!"

"I, the ancestor of Qingcheng, had expected this a few hundred years ago. I once left a lesson saying that when the Dharma-Ending Age, all the laws in the world will be destroyed. Qingcheng disciples can specialize in practicing the magical fighting technique and have overcome the Dharma-Ending Age disaster!"

Hua Shier smiled and said, "I'm still the same problem. Since that's the case, how can you practice flying swords? What kind of magical secret technique isn't you practicing?"

Jia Yefeng's face was bitter: "This matter starts from that year. At that time, the Dharma-Ending Age was approaching, and all practices became awkward and difficult to practice, and half the result was achieved with twice the effort. Even the cultivation of my master and my uncle was not even one in a moment!"

"My master is indifferent by nature. He thinks that since he is Tianjue's cultivation, he has given up the idea of ​​continuing to practice. But my master is dedicated to the Tao and remembers the legacy left by the ancestors back then. He immediately changed to practice the secret technique of the divine blow, but he didn't expect that he would explode and die that day!"

Hua Shier raised his eyebrows: "So you let me practice, and you want me to be like your uncle, right!"

Jia Yefeng waved his hand and said, "Sir, I misunderstood, let me finish it!"

"When my master exploded and died, my master didn't allow me to practice the secret technique of magical fighting. Fortunately, although other techniques are difficult to practice, I can still see one or two effects after practicing for a long time, so I practiced the technique of flying swords until now!"

"But over the years, I have also deduced the secret technique of magic fighting in my heart. I found that the master's death when he exploded his body might not be the reason for this secret technique, but the master's practice method is wrong!"

Seeing that Hua Shier was a little impatient, Jia Yefeng speeded up his speech and talked about his speculation.

This magical secret technique practices the power of sentient beings. Where can they have the most power of sentient beings? They are on the statues of gods worshipped by the world.

Therefore, in those movies where there is a god, you can often see someone bringing out the statue of a certain god when he invites God, chanting mantras, and casting Dharma Sects, which can only make achievements. In fact, that is, using Dharma Sects to borrow the power of sentient beings on the statue of God for their own use.

There are also some specialties when choosing these statues. The older you get, the more you enjoy the incense and worship the more you worship, the more you will be.

In addition, there is also a saying to choose which god statue to choose. The more believers in the world, the best effect will be in cultivation.

When Jia Yefeng's master wanted to practice the secret technique of the gods and fighting, it was the time when the land of China was destroyed. Even the statues in the Taoist temple were rushed in and smashed. Where could I find the statues that I could practice?

Jia Yefeng's master had a sudden inspiration and felt that at that time there was a person whose prestige had surpassed the gods and Buddhas in the sky, and it could be said that he combined the will of billions of people.

Fortunately, his master bought a cape and used it as a god, but he didn't expect that he would bleed in seven orifices and explode and die.

When Hua Shier heard this, he felt cold sweat and thought to himself that Jia Yefeng, the uncle, is really a tiger.

According to the introduction of the "Old Demon of Black Mountain", the one who overthrew the existence of the immortals and Buddhas in the sky, and you still dare to attack others' willpower. Isn't this seeking death?

Jia Yefeng later thought of this and thought that it should be because his master could not bear the power of that person, and it was not that the Dharma was not allowed.

It was precisely because of this idea that he did not dare to practice it himself, but he passed on some superficial things in the secret art of magic to the registered disciples and asked them to practice it, which could be considered as an experiment for him and verifying his conjectures.

That Li Weiwu is such a test subject.

Li Weiwu is a martial arts enthusiast and worships Bruce Lee crazy. After learning the secret technique of magic, he suddenly had a whim and felt that Bruce Lee was also a person who was pushed to the altar by martial arts enthusiasts, and must be a person who gathered the power of sentient beings.

So when he chose to practice the statue of God, he did not choose the statue of the orthodox Taoist god, but bought a photo signed by Bruce Lee that year.

Li Weiwu and Jia Yefeng talked about this, but Jia Yefeng originally wanted to use it for experiments. Not only did he not object, he encouraged him to innovate.

Unexpectedly, Li Weiwu has really mastered it. After asking Bruce Lee to get on his body, he can use the skill of asking for help to greatly increase his physical fitness within a stick of incense.

In addition to Li Weiwu, Jia Yefeng also had several registered disciples who had successfully practiced. Among them, the best one was to invite Guan Gong and Sun Dasheng, followed by the third prince of Nezha, and some fairy gods that are more familiar to the people.

In this way, Taoist Jia himself became interested and asked someone to inquire about it. He wanted to buy a statue of Guan Gong with a long history, and he also wanted to practice this body refining method.

But with a long history, it is antiques, especially antique statues, the prices are higher than the other. The ones he can like are basically sky-high.

It was precisely because of the desire to make more money to buy antique statues that Jia Yefeng sold secret books to Hua Shier and assassinating Wang Zhong for Zhou Huanwen.

But I didn't expect that the assassination would fail, and I was so fucked. I had to run to Changbai Mountain to avoid disaster. What I didn't expect was that if I ran so far, I would be encountered by everyone and end up with a life of twelve hands.

Hua Shier's heart moved. The Dharma-Ending Age is useful to people in this world, but he can travel through other worlds, so the Dharma-Ending Age is nothing to him.

Immediately said, "What you said is so mysterious, so you can keep this technique. I want you to have other practice methods in Qingcheng Sect!"

Jia Yefeng looked bitter: "It's not that I don't want to give it to you, Mr. Hua. It's really because when the Taoist temple was broken, people smashed it, and most of the classics passed down from ancestors were burned. Eight out of ten of the methods of practice were burned. The complete technique was preserved, and only this one could be used to make a move!"

After saying the gamble, Taoist Jia swears that if he has half a lie, he will die and die, and he will not die well.

Hua Shier nodded: "I believe you for the time being. I'll go to your viewing place. If you have any lies, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

After hearing this, Jia Yefeng was not afraid, but instead breathed a sigh of relief, because he knew that this life was saved.

Hua Shier continued, "I want this magical secret technique. In addition, you said that the method of practice will be burned down by eight out of ten, that is, there are still one or two that have been preserved, and I want these too!"

Jia Yefeng nodded: "As long as sir saves my life and returns the flying sword, I can give it to you!"

Hua Shier was satisfied only then, and he didn't ask Jia Yefeng to give him secrets immediately.

Instead, he went out and cut a few branches with a flying sword, cut them into splints, straightened the broken bones for Jia Yefeng, helped him fix them, and took out some wound medicine in the storage space for him to take.

After the days of work, it was already dark. Hua Shier went to pick up branches and raise the bonfire. He took out paper and pens by the bonfire, and asked Jia Yefeng to write all the methods he said on paper.

Jia Yefeng may be grateful to Hua Shier for helping him rectify his bones and heal his wounds, and said:

"I will write now. After sir, you can go to my Taoist temple in Qingcheng Mountain. There is a sandalwood box under the shrine. The inheritance of my Taoist temple is included. Mr. can compare it one by one. Then you will know that I, Jia Yefeng, have not lie to you!"

Seeing that he was telling it seriously, Hua Shier threw over a pack of compressed biscuits and said with a smile: "I naturally have to prove it. You can't practice randomly. If you dare to lie to me, you will be spared even if you are far away."

After he finished speaking, he asked again: "Why do you think you are not going to go back to Qingcheng Mountain?"

Jia Yefeng smiled bitterly and said, "It's hard for me to leave for a hundred days. Besides, I offended the Zhou family, so it's better not to go back. I plan to stay in seclusion here for a while. First, I will recuperate my flying sword, and second, I will refine my flying sword. After two or three years, I will practice the flying sword and return to Qingcheng again!"

Hua Shier nodded, and did not persuade him, so he asked him to start writing secret books.

When Jia Yefeng wrote the secret book, Hua Shier was not idle either. He began to brainwash Wang Chao and the two little girls with the "soul transfer method" in the Nine Yin Scriptures, so that they could forget everything they saw and heard about Xu Tianbiao.

After the three of them went back, they were interrogated and told them about his killing of Xu Tianbiao under nonsense. Although they didn't blame him, it would be better to have less than more things.

Taoist Jia was also tactful and watched from the side. Without further ado, he swears that he would not tell what happened today, which made Hua Shier very satisfied.

The next day, Hua Shier collected the secret book copied by Taoist Jia, returned the damaged flying sword to him, and then took Wang Chao and the other men who had been successfully brainwashed to leave the volcano and began to turn back. This trip not only completed the task, but unexpectedly there were unexpected gains. It was really gratifying and satisfied.
Chapter completed!