The corpse god obviously understands Chinese characters.

After seeing a brown bear who can write, it is even more shocking than being able to come to this world.

"Who is this bear?"

"A follower..." Qin Kun was helpless. It was not that he didn't want to save people, but the other group of people fighting with them was also Chinese.

The palms and backs of hands are full of flesh, which makes it difficult for me to make.

Next to him, the corpse god took a breath.

The most spiritual thing!

After living for so many years, he only saw a white elephant that could be written and written. The white elephant was Bu Longpu's mount. He was lucky enough to see a second one?

"Little Fur Bear, I'll help you!"

The corpse god was obviously more interested than Qin Kun and entered the field quickly. Qin Kun was wandering and found someone taking action for him, so he was so happy to stand aside.

In the field, several monks and lay people were shocked to find that there was an extra monster at the scene.

"Who is yours? Sign up!"

"Sandshore Ghost Fire, Desert Island Corpse Demon, and South China Buddha Corpse, the name is not worth mentioning." The corpse god's voice was loud and he was obviously full of energy.

"Haha, my Buddhist teachings are profound and profound. For the first time, I have seen a magical shed? Such a stinky thing will not be preserved for the fire and nirvana early?"

The visitor was mixed with monks and lay people. The corpse god was despised first, and the woman in the lead spoke: "White Lotus Association, protect yourself from peace. Has this corpse demon ever heard of the name of the White Lotus Sect?"

"I heard a little, but I don't know much." The corpse god sneered.

Next to the woman, a monk said angrily: "What are you smiling like?"

The corpse god said lightly: "Looking at your appearance, you are also practicing Buddhism, but you actually have such a shallow experience. Do you think I have cultivated a corpse molt?"

The monk blushed and said, "What if it is?"

"Silly, how could those who practice Buddhism not know that the second most conservative and profitable thing of the seven Buddhas in the past?"

After saying that, the corpse god shook all over, and the power of the corpse was overwhelming. This was the breath of death, not a dangerous breath. This breath makes people suffocate and will give rise to the thought of life.

The monk opposite was inhaling the corpse energy inadvertently, his whole body was cold, his heart was unstable, and his mental pain was almost overwhelmed.

The woman narrowed her eyes: "The body is like a gathering of foam and the heart is like the wind, and it has no roots and no reality. It turns out that you are practicing the corpse and abandoned Buddha!"

The corpse god smiled: "Good knowledge."

The woman slapped into the monk's head door and shouted: "Awaken my heart, wake up, that's the corpse energy that is the corpse energy!"

The monk's head was filled with a phantom of a white lotus before he slowly woke up. At this moment, a group of people around him immediately became alert.

Hard stubborn!

This guy who looks like a monster is actually an extremely powerful person! The breath alone can make Juexin fall into life-long pain, and should not be underestimated!

Seeing them as if they were facing a great enemy, the corpse god waved his hand: "Get out. I once received the grace of Chinese people to save their lives, and then vowed not to hurt Chinese people. Today, Rao'er waits for his life!"

The woman in the lead had a complicated expression. At this moment, her fellow disciples behind her wanted to say a few words to get back to the scene, but she stopped her.

"I didn't expect that there were people like you in Sanxian Island. I thought I had left all the people I should have left. Humph, we are unlucky!"

After the woman said that, she led her fellow disciples away.

A blonde woman, an old man in Hanfu, sat on the ground like a collapsed person.

Saved...

The old man in Hanfu looked back and found a zombie monster standing there, talking to the brown bear. He swallowed his saliva and asked the blonde woman: "Gu Lixian, is this your Loulan friend?"

The blonde woman shook her head: "Maybe it's Aishari Khan's friend."

At this moment, the brown bear did not expect that this zombie monster would actually help him. It scratched its head and could not see Qin Kun. It thought that the other party was Qin Kun, so it could only write on the ground: "Thank you for your help."

The corpse god was very interested: "No need to thank me, I'm just having fun seeing you."

The brown bear found that the corpse god was talking and actually touched him. The bear eyes were shocked and raised a sign.

'what are you up to'

The corpse god stumbled his tongue: "Good seedlings, don't be afraid. I see you have a fate and pass on you a set of secret techniques. With your wisdom and beast blood and yang spirit, whether you can achieve success depends entirely on luck."

The brown bear was confused, but found that the corpse god stuffed a yellowed leather scroll to it.

The corpse god and demon sighed like a madman: "This technique is my lifelong hard work, but unfortunately my disciples are not physically strong enough and cannot practice it. I have tried it for sixty years and became a human being, not a ghost, and only half of it was successful. Then I felt that this secret technique was not practiced by human beings at all. Since you are lucky enough to activate your wisdom, I will give it to you."

Hmm?

The brown bear was so amused that the zombie monster in front of him seemed to be sick and ill.

The chat is short, and the inheritance is sloppy.

While the brown bear was still writing, he found that the strange zombie had already walked away.

"Aiseri Khan, what did he just tell you?"

The blond saint Gu Lixian and the old man in Hanfu came over, and the brown bear raised a sign suspiciously: 'He saw that I was gifted and passed on a set of martial arts'

Gu Lixian looked through the book, and Brown Bear didn't mind.

The old man in Hanfu next to him glanced at him, what's the thing? Are these ghostly talismans?

After thinking about it, I sighed: Save people, save people. Why do you want to deceive a bear? It's too much.

...

When the corpse god left the brown bear and his party, he found Qin Kun not far away. At this moment, Qin Kun looked at him with a strange look.

"Is there anything wrong with Chinese boy?"

"You just passed the mantle to a bear?"

The corpse god looked at Qin Kun with contempt: "My best-qualified disciple Chili has been abolished by you. The way to raise your life is not suitable for my mantle, so why not pass it on to the bear?"

When he was in the Demon City, the Chili Evil Master, among the eight evil masters in Nanyang, was blown by Qin Kun with a punch. I don’t know where he is lying now. He and the evil master of Timing are both disciples of the corpse god, but Qin Kun felt that the two guys were obviously far behind the corpse god.

Sanghavarmo sighed: "I have always been wrong in my witchcraft practice. I only realized decades later that I had never noticed it because of my qualities. It was not until I found out that Chili and the strength of the disciples of other old guys that I regretted it. Unfortunately, it was too late."

"As I practiced to the present, I have changed this witchcraft very strictly and it is difficult for human body to practice. I am afraid that only wild beasts can bear the pain."

The corpse god thought about it and waved his hand, "I won't talk anymore. There are only three evil gods in the search teaching. The corpse technique is one, and the self-destruction is the best result."

Qin Kun could not feel the sorrow of the corpse god, but felt that this old monster had given up.

You didn't even think about it. No matter how smart that bear is, he doesn't understand your words...

OK, Qin Kun is not going to mention this matter again.

Walking from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there were only two of the dragon son statues left. Qin Kun pointed to these statues and said, "When Tiyevanamo takes the jade of immortality, you will come here to embed jade. Just wait for him here. There are sand and worlds, water and cause and effect here, there are many miscellaneous roads, and if you walk around, you will easily get lost."

Qin Kunren was the most righteous person who sent him here all the way.

If Qin Kun didn't feel that the corpse god was not hostile, he wouldn't have tried so much to get to know him.

"Boy from China, you once had a feud with the Gu god Hafuluo, and was originally on his killing list. But today I will meet you, and I will help you settle the Gu god."

Qin Kun originally brought him over, but he also wanted to monitor him. When he saw the corpse god asking for reward as promised, Qin Kun was happy to accept it.

"I forgot if you don't say it, the old man covered in bacteria actually put me on the kill list?"

When I went to Thailand, I was fighting with the Grand Priest and the Tianli monk, the Gu God once kicked it and was later defeated. Unexpectedly, he was rebelled.

"Haha, Ha Fuluo is vengeful, but there is no need to worry."

"Well, then I'll take a step first. By the way, old monster, your witchcraft is very similar to the corpse refining technique in China. Some of my friends are also walking zombies. Can you ask what the disadvantages of this witchcraft are?"

Corpse refining technique?

"You are talking about the guys from Wuwang Country. Although I did not participate in the battle between Jiwei Island and Wuwang Country, I have been to Jiwei Island later. Most of the Nanyang corpse refining techniques are insect corpses and humans. To put it bluntly, it is still a trait. My witchcraft has a certain relationship with China. It is said that the ancestors brought them to Nanyang from China. This technique originated from the Western Regions and was integrated into the secret techniques of the Southern Xinjiang. I am not very clear about its disadvantages. I think everything is fine. After all, I have practiced this technique since I was fifteen years old. I have been able to produce blood for a full sixty years. The rest cannot be shared with you, but every memory will decline sharply."

"Well... well, that's the time later!"
Chapter completed!