Chapter 339

If the master of Yankang knew the origin of these nine old people, he would know why Qin Mu had eyes and minds that his peers did not have.

The nine "old people" in the disabled village are not only Qin Mu's close relatives, but also his teachers.

Among these nine people, there are today's Tathagata, the once divine gun, the first but how bad dumb man who refined treasure in the world, the once handsome but ruthless jade face poison King pharmacist, and the saint of the demon sect who moved both sides of the gods and demons in the world.

There are also deaf people who are honored as the saint of painting by the master of the state of Yankang. They steal all over the world and never miss. They are lame people who can escape from his hands even if their legs are cut off. They are known as the butchers who fight against the gods with the sword of heaven.

There is also the emperor of a glorious era, the village head.

Some of them are broad-minded, some are sentimental, some are merciful, some are calm, some are cunning, some are good at hiding their hearts, some are full of passion and blood, some are good at planning layout, some are cruel, and more people retain a sincere heart and a childlike heart.

It is such a village and such a person that can cultivate Qin Mu into a figure that even he, a saint once in 500 years, should admire.

Qin Mu didn't feel much about himself. He didn't feel how powerful he was after he walked out of the disabled old village. After all, he was a bully, and his achievements were taken for granted. Don't be surprised.

But in the eyes of others, it is simply a demon like figure. At a young age, no matter poisoning or alchemy to save people, or forging, theft, calligraphy and painting, they are all one of the best players in the world.

On the contrary, Qin Mu's combat effectiveness is not appreciated by the public. What he tries his best to practice is to do his best to improve his strength, which is not noticeable in the bright stars of Yankang.

However, even the most inconspicuous combat effectiveness, he also swept his peers, and even ban gongcuo often fell into his hands.

When Qin Mu left the disabled village, he didn't have high attainments in the number of skills, but after leaving the ruins, his attainments in the number of skills also improved by leaps and bounds. Even if he was a Taoist, there were not many people who could understand the taixuan Sutra thoroughly. Although Qin Mu was not a Taoist, he studied the taixuan Sutra thoroughly.

He came later and came first. There are few people who can surpass him in the number of skills in the world.

The more contact with him, the more I feel that this little boy is unusual.

"If you want to turn the contents of this golden book into a mathematical model as soon as possible, you need someone who is proficient in mathematical skills to help."

Qin Mu put away the golden scroll and said, "I can measure the first skill magpie bridge formula in a month and establish a skill number model, but the second skill Xuanyin formula and the third skill Shendu formula need to calculate too much. If I'm only allowed to sort it out by myself, I'm afraid it will take more than a year and delay too long."

The national master of Yankang, the village head and the lame all showed their dignified colors. To establish the skill number model, we need to measure every angle in the space of the Golden Book and treasure scroll, and use numbers to reconstruct the coordinate points of the three skill methods in the space. This is crucial!

After having the skill number model, take the ratio of the divine bridge in the Golden Book and the self divine bridge as the scale, convert these spatial coordinates, and determine the coordinate points of the operation of the skill in your own divine collection.

Only in this way can we learn the magpie bridge formula, build the magpie bridge, repair the divine bridge, extend the divine bridge, and then further cultivate the Xuanyin formula to refine another Xuanyin bridge from the Tianting opposite the divine bridge.

After the Xuanyin formula is completed, practice the Shendu formula.

If there is a deviation in the calculation, the three bridges of magpie bridge Xuan approach bridge Shendu bridge cannot be closed, it will fall short and all previous achievements will be wasted!

"Among the Taoist sects, the old Taoist master has the strongest number of skills. However, the old Taoist master has retired and I don't know where he has gone. The second is the current Taoist master, the original Lin Xuan Taoist."

Qin Mu continued to measure and calculate, saying, "he is highly accomplished in the number of skills. I have seen him wield Dao sword, and his number of skills is very strong."

The master of Yankang had a headache, and slowly said, "the relationship between daomen and Yankang is not good, but they must be invited out of the mountain. In addition to the Golden Book, they also need to shoot the sun god cannon! The sun god cannon is extremely important and must be refined. Only with the hands of daomen, I'm afraid it's not enough to complete these two things. Therefore, I have to go to xiaoyujing. But..."

He looked towards the grassland, and his head hurt more and more.

Now the defeat of Mandi country is the best time to annex the grassland. We must not miss this opportunity!

Please go out of the mountain, go to xiaoyujing, visit the grassland, and flatten Loulan golden palace. These things are extremely important, but he is separated and lacks skills.

In the north, there was also the wolf juxu state attacking Yankang. There were so many things that his head would explode when he thought about it.

"I know the Taoist master very well. I can go to the Taoist gate to have a look. Maybe I can persuade the Taoist master Lin Xuan."

Qin Mu laughed and said, "I can also go to xiaoyujing for you. We have met Wang Muran and his master Zhen Sanren."

"I killed Zhen Sanren."

Yan Kang said, "you are the leader of the demon sect. Xiaoyujing may not be kind to you."

Qin Mu looked at the village head and the lame man. The village head said, "nothing to do. It's better to come out for a walk."

Master Yankang came over and said, "OK, you go to xiaoyujing, and I will flatten the grassland and destroy Loulan golden palace!"

"There are hundreds of my treasures in Loulan golden palace!"

Qin Mulian hurriedly said, "what you promised, I have to choose!"

Yan Kang said solemnly, "don't worry, what I said always counts!"

Qin Mu let down his heart and said with a smile, "village head, lame Grandpa, let's go back to qingmenguan, take Xiong Xiyu's mother and daughter and longpang, and go to daomen and xiaoyujing."

Master Yankang immediately started and walked to Helan pass. Qin Mu and others returned to Qingmen pass, picked up Xiong Xiyu's mother and daughter, and picked up the village head and put it in the medicine basket.

Qin Mu suddenly woke up: "no, I haven't been to xiaoyujing!"

The village head said faintly, "I've been there. There are old bones, smelly and hard. If you go to xiaoyujing, you may not be able to move them."

The lame man was excited and rubbed his hands: "xiaoyujing, I haven't been there! I haven't stolen this holy land, and my life is not perfect! Unfortunately, master Ma is not here..."

Xiong Qier looked up at the lame man and said seriously, "lame Grandpa, you will be killed if you steal."

The cripple doted on the little girl, touched her head and said with a smile, "Qi'er wants to be the third holy hand in the world?"

"Yes!" The little girl's voice rang out.

In the middle of Helan pass, all the armies reorganized their armaments, and the chief General reported the losses of all the armies to the national division of Yankang. This time, the building ships and gunboats opened the way, and the casualties of all the armies were not serious, which was not as much as the previous small battle, in which all kinds of spiritual soldiers were lost, as well as the supply of food, grass and spiritual medicine needed.

The leader of the sword hall and Yu Yuan chuyun also came to report, saying, "tell the national master that the medicine stone is gone."

Yankang national master lost his voice and said, "what?"

The master of the sword Hall said again, "the medicine stone of the new army is gone."

"Impossible!"

Yan Kang's master Huoran stood up and said, "the medicine stone on the building ship is three months old. How can it disappear in a day?"

Jian Tang didn't say much, and said, "the cannon is gone."

Yu Yuan said, "national master, Dr. Qin's improved cannon consumes a lot of energy, and the improved Dan stove needs more medicine stones. Just now in the battle, the number of shots fired by each cannon is 100 times that of the past! The consumption is also 100 times that of the past! Therefore, the medicine stones were destroyed."

The Yankang division calmed down and said, "then the pursuit of the enemy can't be handed over to the new army. Let the cavalry and flying cavalry pursue. Your new army should rest first, and wait until the medicine stone is transported, and then there is another task for you."

Yu Yuan said, "national division, the new army has no name, please give it a name."

"It's against the rules for me to give a name. I have to ask the emperor to give it."

The master of Yankang waved his hand and asked them to go down first. He said to himself, "why did you lose it? The things improved by the leader Qin seem to ignore the cost of money. He piled up energy desperately, as if he was afraid of insufficient firepower..."

At this time, suddenly, a flying horse came to report, whistling and flying, a nine headed eagle fell to the ground, rolled on the spot, turned into a magical person, knelt on one knee and shouted, "report - inform the national division, general Bian, please go to the front line immediately!"

Yan Kang's heart moved. This time, all the troops rested, but Bian Zhenyun led the Qingmen pass army to hunt down the enemy with their tails, ready to go straight to Huanglong mansion, the capital of Mandi state.

Bian Zhenyun has been guarding Qingmen pass all year round and is familiar with the grassland. This time, he led the elite to the Huanglong mansion. It can be said that the army is expensive and fast, and it is not a big deal to directly cut off the Huanglong mansion.

"Doctor Qin has gone to daomen and is not here. What happened?"

"Voodoo!"

The magical person suddenly lifted his clothes and exposed his chest. He saw corpse spots on his body and large-scale fester. The magician hissed, "all our children in the army have been poisoned by witchcraft, and many brothers have died! The military doctor of the Imperial College said that it was the great witch who poisoned in the water!"

Yan Kang's face was dignified. He got up abruptly and said in a deep voice, "take me to see it!"

The supernatural person practiced the physical supernatural power. He was about to shake his body and turn into nine eagles to fly up. The magic power of the national master Yankang operated to stop him and let him follow him in the air involuntarily. "Don't use magic power, otherwise voodoo will explode faster. You just need to point out the direction."

His speed was extremely fast, and the space seemed to be sharply shortened under his feet. After a incense burning time, Yankang division stepped out of a thousand miles to catch up with Bian Zhenyun's troops.

Before the national division of Yankang landed from the air, he was stunned.

He looked around, the grassland was full of corpses, human and animal corpses, not only the Yankang army led by Bian Zhenyun, but also the corpses of grassland herdsmen and their livestock!

The rate of decay of these bodies is amazing.

Many green headed flies flew all over the sky, buzzing around countless corpses, but did not dare to fall. The fly falls on the body, and the fly dies!

The corners of Yan Kang's eyes jumped wildly, and suddenly the magician beside him snorted stiffly. The blood in his mouth and the liver and intestines in his stomach spat out. He died unexpectedly, and the body fell down from him.

Master Yankang's heart is getting heavier and heavier. Now even if Qin Mu, a miracle doctor, comes here, it's useless. The golden palace has poisoned the whole grassland. Qin Mu can't solve the voodoo everywhere!

Yan Kang master clenched his fists and walked in the sea of corpses. Many soldiers around Bian Zhenyun were still alive, but their bodies were festering rapidly.

The corner of Yan Kang's eyes shook, and he looked at Bian Zhenyun, who had a thick cultivation. Voodoo didn't come close, but the old general looked numb and sat beside a young general, who was his son, who had died of poison.

"General Bian..."

Bian Zhenyun raised his head numbly, his eyes glassless. Master Yankang turned and left, saying in a deep voice, "stay here, don't enter the pass."

Bian Zhenyun looked at his far away back and suddenly said in a harsh voice, "national master, I still have many Yankang's children here. We can't let them all die here -"

Yankang master shivered, but did not stop, and continued to walk towards Helan pass.

In Guanzhong, the master of Yankang looked at the magical powers of Yankang with blue gourds on their backs, and no one made a sound.

"Let's start."

Master Yankang closed his eyes and waved, "water overflows the grassland, cleaning voodoo."

The gourd mouths opened one by one, and dark clouds rose into the sky, covering the grassland. The thunder continued to fall, and then it rained heavily.

This heavy rain has been falling, and the heavy rain has been scouring, until ten days later, it gradually stopped, and the grassland has become a vast expanse of land.

Yankang army entered the grassland again, and countless people and animals were drowned. He found Bian Zhenyun. Bian Zhenyun was the only one left in the army at Qingmen pass, and the others were dead.

"General Bian, go back to the customs." Yan Kang national master whispered.

Bian Zhenyun looked at him with a hoarse voice: "I brought them out, but I didn't bring them back. I'm ashamed of them... National master, you take our bodies home... I'm ashamed of you!"

Yan Kang opened his mouth, pulled out his sword while Zhenyun, cut off his head, and put his head in his hands in front of him.

Master Yankang held the white haired head in his hands, and Zhenyun's body fell to the ground.