Zombie: At the beginning, Uncle Jiu will talk to me as a matchmaker - #192 - Chapter 192

“Reincarnation Sutra”!?

Qin Hao looked at the exercises that fell from the Heavenly Rebellion, and couldn’t help but pout.

After pickup.

Qin Hao flipped through it directly.

Originally.

This reincarnation sutra is the practice practiced by the living Buddhist master of Tantra.

After cultivating it to the realm of the Great Perfection.

It can be like a tantric spirit child.

As long as the primordial god is immortal, he can be reincarnated indefinitely.

And after each life is reincarnated, one can have the memories and skills of the previous life.

Qin Hao looked at this “Reincarnation Sutra” and couldn’t help but secretly praise it in his heart.

This method is a bit of a different way to live and die.

If you fail to cultivate the method of immortality before the time limit comes, you can use this method to reincarnate and continue your life.

But it’s still a very distant thing, and I don’t have to think about it at the moment.

Therefore.

Qin Hao didn’t rush to fill this reincarnation sutra with merit points.

……

……

Side.

Chifei and Miyue had already been shocked by the scene where Qin Hao killed the anti-Tiantong in seconds, and they were shocked to doubt their lives.

Right now.

Qin Hao killed the immortal primordial god of the anti-Tiantong in seconds with a snap of his fingers.

The two of them looked at Qin Hao with eyes, as if they were looking at the gods.

Then.

Ah Long seems to have awakened a little bit of the temperament of a living Buddha.

I saw that he came to Qin Hao, folded his hands, and said gratefully: “Thank you Qin Daoyou for helping my Tantric Sect survive the Twenty-Nine Tribulation.” “

Qin Hao waved his hand and said with a light smile: “You’re welcome, the poor road is just a matter of convenience.” “

Hearing this, Ah Long smiled faintly and did not continue to say anything.

Instead, he took out a golden token from his body.

Then, Ah Long sealed his hands again, pointed towards his eyebrows, and pulled out a drop of essence blood and injected it into the token.

“Qin Daoyou, this token is evidenced by the essence and blood of a poor monk.

In the future, if you have a place where you can use our Tantra, you only need to show this token, and the four sects of my Tantra will all obey your command. “

After speaking.

Ah Long handed the token to Qin Hao.

Qin Hao was not polite, took the token and accepted it.

After all.

Walking in the depths of the frontier, their Maoshan reputation is not as prominent as that of the Central Plains.

Neither Mi Yue nor Chi Fei had heard of him as a Maoshan maniac.

If you have this tantric token, it will definitely be a lot more convenient to walk.

Subsequently.

Qin Hao said goodbye to the three of them and prepared to leave to return to the Central Plains.

Since.

Ao Ning Frost was captured by the people of all sexes.

Then, Qin Hao is ready to return to Maoshan this time.

Personally lead the team to exterminate the whole nature.

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……

It’s night.

Dozens of men in black cloaks rode fast through the forest on horses.

“Master, there is the general’s tomb in front of you. “

One of them held a torch and pointed to the road ahead.

Behind him, there was an old man who looked to be in his early sixties.

He had a shiny head on his head, two long white beards hanging slightly, fluttering in the wind, and a solemn expression, carrying a magic sword hidden in a scabbard.

This old man’s name is Chunhua Daoren, and he worshiped under the Maoshan Gate in his early years.

This time, he was leading the four True Transmission disciples who sat down, as well as dozens of ordinary disciples, to deal with the Millennium Zombie King.

Daoist Chunhua looked at the surrounding trees and said slowly: “This time it should be right, the Millennium Zombie King should be nearby.” “

“The sinister aura in the air was so thick that it could not be dissolved, and even the trees were scorched and blackened by the sinister aura. “

“From this point of view, the realm of this thousand-year-old zombie king may have reached a higher level. “

The more he spoke, the more solemn the expression of Daoist Chunhua became, he looked at his disciples, and said in a deep voice: “Cheer up, don’t be careless, otherwise we may be wiped ……out.”

“Yes, master!”

Dozens of disciples nodded respectfully.

Daoist Chunhua nodded slightly, grabbed the reins, and stopped the horses under his seat.

Seeing this, the dozens of disciples behind him also stopped.

Dozens of meters ahead, a huge tomb stands in the moonlight.

The tomb is circular in shape, and at the top is a tombstone two or three feet high.

Bursts of white smoke spilled out of the dirt.

The white smoke was mixed with a disgusting stench of corpses and a biting chill.

“What a rich corpse!”

Even if you stand dozens of meters away, it can be seen with the naked eye, with the grave as the center, there is not a single grass growing within a radius of 100 meters.

The Chunhua Daoist turned around and shouted, “Everyone bring mouth cloths.” “