Immortal Becomes a Stay-at-home Dad After Return

Zhou Qi did not stop the scriptures in his mouth just because these people left.

All the way to the scene of the memorial service, he stopped his voice. At this time, these monks have already burst into tears. They never imagined that someone could actually recite this sutra of the past life so full of Buddha nature. Every word seems to be recited by Shakyamuni himself.

When the procession arrived at the site of the memorial service, all the monks kowtowed and saluted with great excitement.

Seeing this scene, those islanders who were watching were deeply shocked.

At this moment, no one dared to speak ill of the members of the Longhua Society, and no one dared to say anything to slander them. They looked at Zhou Qi at this moment, as if they were living Bodhisattvas. If Zhou Qi raises his arms and wants to establish a religion now, it is estimated that these people will join in frantically and worship Zhou Qi as a god.

With his hands empty, he made the monks all stand up, and walked in with Ye Zhenghe.

"Zhou Qi, you really opened my eyes. Is this still kung fu?"

Ye Zhenghe sighed inadvertently, and looked deeply at Zhou Qi, "You are simply too scary. Fortunately, you are my friend. I don't want to have such an enemy. You are the one I have ever seen, and you are the most promising There is no such thing as a young man. Even I think that you can hit the realm that is only available in legends. Breaking the vacuum... What a fascinating scene is this?"

Zhou Qi sighed, didn't say anything, just shook his head lightly.

He knew that Mu Huanglong and Xia Buxin could do what he did today, and it wasn't truly shocking. He didn't think it was a great achievement. However, after experiencing the belief that he had just fought against a country and nation, he had achieved a certain kind of spiritual sublimation, and the second inch of the door to life and death showed signs of loosening.

Ye Lingxiao walked over with a sincere awe on his face. At this moment, his blood was surging, almost boiling.

Ye Zhenghe looked at him in surprise, "Ling Xiao, are you going to break through? Enter Huajin? How is it possible!? If I'm right, you may have to wait a few years before you can. How come so soon... Could it be, could it be? Is it related to what happened just now? That’s right, your spirit has been baptized just now, and the scriptures are even more powerful, and you are about to enter Huajin!”

What kind of eyesight Ye Zhenghe has, he can basically tell just by looking at it.

Although Ye Lingxiao has not been able to enter Huajin now, it is only a matter of time, and he may break through at any time. This is all thanks to Zhou Qi, how heroic it is to follow him against a nation. Only by the side of such a tyrannical master can one be able to challenge everything without fear.

They didn't say much, after all, today's main task is to organize a funeral for You Kexun.

The whole ceremony lasted for more than half a day before finally letting it rest in the ground. No one disturbed all the subsequent processes, let alone any members of the Yamaguchi-gumi, X-organization, and the Abe family. The funeral was beautiful and beautiful, and it was carried out completely in accordance with national etiquette. Let all the forces in the island country deeply understand Ye Zhenghe's wrist and his energy.

Back at Ye Zhenghe's base camp, the night was already dark and extremely dark.

The person who killed You Kexun was named Masao Abe. At this time, he was sitting in the wing room of the Dotonbori Yamaguchi branch,

His face was dark. His eyes were fixed on a painting on the wall. If Zhou Qi was here, he would definitely be surprised. Because this painting is clearly a fierce tiger, but the eyes are not drawn.

His practice method is actually very similar to Zhou Qi's, but the things he visualizes are different.

At this moment, someone knocked lightly on the door and said in a low voice, "My lord, the parents have sent a letter."

Abe Masao took the waxed letter, but did not open it, and threw it aside casually. He said coldly: "Since I came out, I will not obey Abe Kondo's orders. This time I must kill Ye Zhenghe, and no one can stop me. This is my own business, and I don't want to have any relationship with the family." connection."

Saying this, when he was about to put the letter into the oil lamp and burn it, a voice sounded.

"If I were you, I would read the contents of the letter first."

As his voice fell to the ground, the servant who delivered the letter fell to the ground, and no longer made any sound. Because he died, dead very thoroughly. Masao Abe's nerves were completely tense, he suddenly turned his head, staring at this unexpected visitor with a cruel smile on his face.

"Zhou Qi? It's you? Hehe, I thought it was Ye Zhenghe!"

Masao Abe didn't feel the slightest panic, "But I'm sorry to tell you that you've been tricked. Do you think Organization X is a vegetarian? As soon as you leave Ye Zhenghe's side, he will be assassinated. Haha, And I will keep you here today! Then I will see Ye Zhenghe for the last time and send him back to the west!"

Zhou Qi's expression was always extremely indifferent, and he lighted a cigarette leisurely.

He glanced at Abe Masao with a half-smile, "Do you really think you have learned the essence of Onmyoji? I'm sorry, the side line is always the side line, and you can't learn the fundamentals. Abe Kondo is so cunning, you can't He is his opponent, let alone mine. You can see what I mean by reading the contents of the letter."

Zhou Qi closed the door while talking, the moonlight was deep, this was a dead end for Masao Abe.

But Masao Abe didn't think so. He practiced hard as an Onmyoji and suffered inhuman torture. He just hoped to avenge his father and kill Ye Zhenghe. Although Zhou Qi is very strong now, he doesn't care. He doesn't think that the low-level Chinese national art can be compared with the noble Yin-Yang art of the island country, and there is no comparison at all.

He also didn't have any plans to open the envelope and check the contents, he had no interest in these.

He didn't want to be disturbed by Zhou Qi, he didn't want to be led by the nose by Zhou Qi, but he wanted to gain the upper hand.

His heart moved at will, and the moment he was about to make a move, the oil lamp in front of him went out instantly. He made a move, and once he made a move, it was a unique move. The room suddenly seemed to be filled with countless demons and ghosts, with a ghostly aura. If an ordinary person sees this scene, he will be scared out of his wits and unable to control himself.

But Zhou Qi knew that this was just a cover-up, because he had seen real demons and ghosts in the world of spirits and gods.

Masao Abe saw that Zhou Qi was not affected, so he was not affected at all. Because if a powerful master like Zhou Qi fell into a disadvantage here, it would be too disappointing. There was no sound of footsteps, and he came behind Zhou Qi, and the space was filled with afterimages.

This is his proud work, because this afterimage is not a product of excessive speed, but a real afterimage. He can instantly move to any afterimage position, no matter whether Zhou Qi can catch his punch or not, he is sure to come to the other side and continue to attack Zhou Qi. Abe Kondo didn't even know that he had already learned this trick.

"Go to hell! No matter how powerful you are, you will definitely die this time!"

Masao Abe roared loudly, and all the afterimages were roaring. The scene is extremely mysterious, Huang Ruo has created many extra selves out of thin air. Onmyoji's moves are so weird that ordinary people can't grasp the opponent's moves at all once they fight. There is no trace at all, and they can only be beaten passively.

Although You Kexun is a great master of Anjin, after all, he has not cultivated his heart and mind well, and it is impossible to subdue his inner demons.

He just died under Masao Abe's move, every afterimage is his real body, and every afterimage is hidden among the ghosts and ghosts here. True and false, unpredictable, so that he has nowhere to display his martial arts. In a life-and-death battle, a dazed kung fu is enough to kill, let alone facing such a powerful enemy.

But Zhou Qi, after all, is Zhou Qi, a person who has broken through the first inch of the threshold of life and death, and is an opponent that Masao Abe has never seen before.

He moved, two fingers lightly tapped the ground, and the ground imprint occurred instantly, which was mixed with Tai Chi Pao hammer force. There was only a loud bang, and all the ghosts and ghosts in the room seemed to disappear without a trace in an instant. Masao Abe looked at Zhou Qi in horror. He couldn't imagine that his two fingers had such power.

It's like the real Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who came to the world to subdue demons.

But something happened that shocked Masao Abe even more. He saw a very strange smile on Zhou Qi's face.

When his fist came in front of Zhou Qi, it was completely missed. Not only that, Zhou Qi's body instantly turned into thousands of butterflies, as if disappearing into this room out of thin air. This was something that really shocked Masao Abe to the bone. He never thought that Zhou Qi would be able to learn such a unique skill of Onmyoji.

"How is it possible! How is it possible! Zhou Qi, you actually know the moves of an onmyoji?"

Masao Abe couldn't help himself for a moment, his eyes were bloodshot, looking for Zhou Qi's trace, "Why did you do this move? Why do you know the technique of Onmyoji? This move is Abe Kondo's forte, don't you guys? What agreement was reached? He betrayed me?"

Just when he was looking crazy, Zhou Qi suddenly appeared in front of him.

He held out a finger, and immediately he saw a group of butterflies flying towards him and pointing at his chest.

A fierce qi pierced through his heart in an instant, Masao Abe received the most deadly attack and fell to the ground spurting blood. Eyes full of horror, full of disbelief, full of horror.

He struggled to get up, but his heart was damaged, and he had been sentenced to death, so he couldn't use any strength.

If it wasn't for his onmyoji physical skills, he would have become a corpse now.

There were tears in his eyes, unwillingness, incomprehension, dissatisfaction, and resentment. He stretched out his hand tremblingly, wanting to grab the letter, wanting to know what Abe Kondo had said to him.