American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Zhang Dadan had made preparations in advance, coupled with Xu Zhenren's information, and Qi Shan had specially left him a way out.

The prerequisites he possessed were much more than before, and the result was self-evident.

Although Qian Zhenren raised the altar by three inches on the second night and prepared a martial arts-type soul for the zombie,

the result remained unchanged. For the first half of the night, Qian Zhenren kept stumbling, as if an invisible force was constantly knocking on his forehead. His brow was swollen to the size of an egg, but he still couldn't stop Qian Zhenren's stubborn failure.

After falling fifty times in a row, his buttocks were swollen. Even the coffin lid didn't open. Seeing that it was about to dawn, Qian Zhenren was filled with shame and indignation.

This time, it was originally a big deal. He thought it would be easy and simple, as long as he set up an altar casually, he could handle it.

He didn't expect that showing off didn't succeed, but instead, he showed his embarrassing side. Looking at Master Liu's increasingly suspicious eyes, Qian Zhenren was anxious.

The fourth watch had already passed, and the fifth watch was about to arrive. Qian Zhenren knew that this was the last chance. He bit the tip of his tongue, and heart blood gushed out. His magic power, like the water of the Yangtze River, spurted out.

The coffin model on the altar exploded directly, revealing a straw figure. The little man was extremely fast, like teleporting, constantly sweeping and searching in every corner of the table.

In the blink of an eye, he found the target. After searching for two consecutive nights, he finally found the target. The corners of Qian Zhenren's mouth just curled up, and before he could feel relieved, he only felt a pile of filth coming towards his face!

The rich Yin energy was like being splashed with sulfuric acid, instantly corroding away. This strange backlash force directly acted on Qian Zhenren's body. He rose from the ground, as if he had been hit by a truck, directly crossed the entire central hall, and smashed the roof of the corridor.

This was terrible, and the entire Tan mansion was alarmed.

Everyone was busy and rushed to provide disaster relief. It wasn't until dawn that they rescued Qian Zhenren. His injuries at this time were also very serious. His skin was like being cut into thousands of pieces by something sharp, and a large number of tiny cuts were constantly bleeding.

Master Tan's mansion always had a pharmacist on standby. Seeing the situation, the people below hurriedly went to find someone. After a while, the pharmacist rushed over with his medicine box on his back.

After that, Qian Zhenren was directly wrapped into a mummy.

Master Tan walked to the hall with a gloomy face. Master Liu had been following beside him. He had just gone to see the courtyard, and the situation was indeed very bad. If he wanted to repair it, it would cost at least two hundred taels of silver.

Although two hundred taels of silver was nothing to Master Tan, even a sneeze was more than that.

However, this unprovoked loss did make Master Tan feel a little heartache.

Then, following this familiar feeling of heartache, he instantly thought of the hundreds of taels of silver that had disappeared from the warehouse a few days ago, and his mood became even more depressed.

Master Tan sighed, looked at Qian Zhenren who was wrapped into a mummy, shook his head, and sat on the grand master's chair.

Master Liu walked over in a frivolous manner, simply checked Qian Zhenren's injuries, clicked his tongue, shook his head, and said, "It looks like it's not going to work!"

"Then what do we do now?"

"It seems that Maoshan techniques are more bluster than real ability. They brag so much on weekdays, but when it comes to the critical moment, they are useless.

Master, I think we should just be straightforward and use the old method!"

Master Liu rolled his eyes, folded his fan, tapped his palm lightly, and seeing the inquiring look in Master Tan's eyes, Master Liu smiled lightly, stepped forward quickly, leaned to his ear, and said something like this.

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What will Zhang Dadan and Master Liu's actions eventually lead to? Qi Shan had no interest in understanding. Anyway, at this point, his goal had been achieved.

Qian Zhenren had temporarily become a cripple. With his current injuries, if he didn't want to leave any sequelae, he would have to recuperate for at least three months.

Taking this opportunity, Qi Shan planned to systematically study Maoshan techniques.

With such serious injuries, Qian Zhenren could no longer take on jobs, nor could he run around. If he wanted to earn money, of course, Qi Shan was his only patron.

With Qian Zhenren's personality, he would usually treat rich people like masters, and of course, he would have to be more attentive at the critical moment.

Sure enough, after Qi Shan asked someone to carry the former man back to the Guandi Temple, Qian Zhenren even took out the basic scriptures without Qi Shan's reminder.

"What is this?"

Qi Shan asked casually while flipping through it.

Qian Zhenren struggled to put his hand down and said with difficulty: "These are the basic scriptures of our Maoshan techniques, including explanations of Taoist-specific vocabulary and annotations of important meanings.

Don't look at these things as simple, they are actually the foundation of all Maoshan techniques. No matter which magical technique you want to learn, you must first understand this knowledge.

I am temporarily seriously injured and cannot show you the actual effects of Maoshan techniques, so I will give you the books first so that you can get a general understanding!"

Qi Shan smiled: "As expected of Qian Zhenren, you really keep your word!"

"Where? Where? The most important thing in doing business is integrity. If integrity is lost, a person's reputation will stink. How can I make big money in the future!"

Qi Shan looked at Qian Zhenren's eyes, this kid was actually serious.

The things were in hand, and there were no traces of tampering for the time being. Qi Shan's goal was achieved in stages, so he was too lazy to complain to him.

After comforting him slightly, he asked Xiaodouzi to invite two initial old women to take care of Qian Zhenren's life and living, and then he took the scriptures and went straight into the next room.

From this moment on, time entered an infinite loop-like time backtracking state. The outside world seemed to be stuck, returning to the origin every three minutes.

Qi Shan used the extension of infinite time to slowly study the various techniques of Maoshan.

Occasionally, if there were any questions he didn't know, he would directly ask. Although Qian Zhenren was strange, he still honestly waited for the answers.

With the secret book in his hand, and a supplementary teacher next to him who specialized in answering questions, plus Qi Shan's already developed brain, with the computing power support of the main body, Qi Shan unexpectedly learned all the basic spells.

Although he has not yet made achievements in the fields of catching ghosts, warding off evil spirits, fortune-telling, and divination.

However, after Qi Shan disassembled the basic principles, he actually understood them little by little!

After reaching the realm of seeing mountains as mountains and seeing water as water, Qi Shan suddenly felt a little dumbfounded.

So that's how the Maoshan techniques of this world are formed!