Youxianguan, everything starts from the end of the end of Dharma

Death is the only solution for all the hardships! As long as a person can live in this life, no one wants to die, so Songpa Shan answered the various questions raised by Wu Qi very happily.

"As long as I know, I can tell you!"

On his pale face, only the scar diagonally cut down on one side of his forehead was still faintly dark red. At first glance, it looked like a big red centipede lying on his face.

After Songpashan finished speaking, he saw that the expression on Wu Qi's face was still calm, and he couldn't help but feel anxious secretly.

"What you said was about attracting evil spirits into the body, tell me about this." Wu Qi said suddenly.

"Introducing evil into the body?"

Songpa Shan was stunned. When he heard Wu Qi ask this, his eyes suddenly rolled, and the expression on his face suddenly became a little excited.

"Oh, I remembered it. If you want to know what it is to introduce evil into the body, I happen to have such a training method in my hand. However, I can't move now. You can go find it yourself in the safe next to the shrine in the house.

Well, the password is."

In order to save his life, Songpa Shan really spared no expense and even took the initiative to tell Wu Qi the password to the safe.

When Wu Qi heard this, he didn't hesitate and went straight into the house, found the safe, and pulled out a black leather thread-bound book.

Although Songpashan was a wizard and knew a lot of things, he probably made a lot of arrangements in the room, but Wu Qi had already smashed the big snake in it before, so Wu Qi didn't have too many scruples.

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"Yes, it's this book. The stuff in it is specifically about refining evil spirits. Unfortunately, this method of introducing evil spirits into the body has always been life-threatening. It is certainly very powerful to practice magical powers, and it can kill a lot.

Quartet, but most of those who have practiced this thing since ancient times have short lives."

"So, I advise you to take this book and just read it. If you can't learn it, don't learn it. When the world was in chaos, the original owner of this book went to Nanyang and relied on this magical power to travel over a dozen countries overseas.

Years ago, he specialized in killing Japanese. Later, he was betrayed and had hundreds of Japanese soldiers set up machine guns and blocked the dead end..."

While talking, Songpa Shan also expressed a bit of sadness in his words when he talked about the previous owner of this book.

"Oh? He specializes in killing Japanese. You should take a closer look."

During World War II, the Japanese not only invaded the country, but other countries such as most of Southeast Asia were actually occupied by them.

Wu Qi took the book in his hand and flipped through it at first. He saw that the book seemed to be more than an inch thick, but in fact it contained less than twenty pages.

The reason why it seems so heavy is that this book is not written on paper at all. Even the cover is cut and bound with a kind of tanned animal skin.

Moreover, even the words above were not written with ordinary pen and ink, but with cinnabar ink one by one, handwritten in small regular script. As soon as I opened it, my eyes were full of blood red, which made people couldn't help but sigh.

It makes my heart tremble.

"It's not like Taoist priests draw talismans, why are they using cinnabar?"

"This is a method of refining evil handed down by ancient military strategists. The words inside are all written with cinnabar that has been melted by blood. Not only can it prevent insects and last longer, but cinnabar is also good at preserving spirits. See the words inside

Words, people with more sensitive minds can even feel the murderous aura from above."

"Back then, the strength of the owner of this book was really amazing. He was blocked in a dead end by so many Japanese, but he was able to fight his way out. Unfortunately, he was still seriously injured in the end, and after running out, he was also

I only had time to keep this book before I died..."

Wu Qi nodded and said nothing. He just held the book with both hands and the look on his face became serious.

There are three words written on the cover of this book. The strokes are clumsy. Although they are words, they look like paintings. Both the font and the appearance are very different from the words in the book. Obviously, this is not the same at all.

It is not the work of one person.

"Sha Po Lang?"

Wu Qi frowned and looked carefully for a long time before reluctantly recognizing these three characters.

Military strategists are one of the hundreds of schools of thought during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. Although they are not as famous as Taoists, Confucians, Mohists, and Legalists, there are still some familiar ones in history.

For example, Sun Wu and Sima Ranju in the Spring and Autumn Period, Sun Bin, Wu Qi, Wei Liao, Zhao She, Bai Qi in the Warring States Period, and Zhang Liang and Han Xin in the early Han Dynasty, all of them have left a mark in history. They are still impressive today.

Enjoy talking about it.

However, the military strategist in the eyes of ordinary people and the military strategist mentioned by Songpa Shan are obviously not the same thing.

When most people talk about military strategists, they mostly mean leading troops in battles, strategic military tactics, etc. But in fact, military strategists are also divided into strategies, situations, yin and yang, and skills. They are especially good at conquest and like killing the most...

"It's really murderous!"

Wu Qi knew that the three words "Sha Po Lang" were a kind of destiny in numerology, but that thing was very particular and should not have much to do with the book in front of him.

At that moment, I read through it from the beginning again, only to see that among the ten or twenty pages of the book, the first ten or so pages were densely packed with cinnabar and red letters, one stroke after another, as sharp as a knife.

Obviously they are all in regular regular script, but after a few more glances, it feels like these words are like knives.

After that, there are more than a dozen maps of meridians of the human body. All of them are marked in detail, especially the acupoints and meridians, and they are specially distinguished with red and blue pens.

At first glance, it looks a bit similar to my own copy of "Iron Palm Tells the Truth".

However, this is not surprising. Most of these things handed down from ancient times retain a distinctive style of that era.

Manuscripts and thread-bound books will naturally look almost the same if they are kept for a longer period of time.

There is a bit of ancient charm in it!

Especially in this kind of book, what is recorded is the so-called secret method of military strategists. The further the records go, the more profound and concise the content expressed in the text. Even if Wu Qi read it, he could not understand it for a while.

But when I saw the last three pictures, they were even more bizarre.

Each portrait has a star above its head and corresponding stars. If it weren’t for the specific exercise routes and meridians diagrams clearly marked on it, it would look like the so-called ancient gods and men depicted in the old version of the Classic of Mountains and Seas picture book.

Same! It has an inexplicable mythical feel.

"Hey, people live in the world, and they are destined to roll around in the world of mortals when they are born! So some people work for fame, and some work for profit. As time goes by, this rolling roll becomes deeper and deeper, and they can no longer climb out.

Out."

"As the saying goes, everything in the world is prosperous and prosperous; everything in the world is bustling and bustling, everything is beneficial to the future. The word "profit" is really harmful...!"

"You were entrusted by others to let ghosts harm me. Although you couldn't do anything to me, you still violated my taboo. But since you answered all questions, this book can be regarded as your apology, so between you and me

We can just leave it as it is during this period..."

Wu Qi took a brief look at the book "Slaying the Wolf" in his hand, and felt that the content in this book was really difficult and obscure. Many things were not simply literal meanings. They had to be combined with the glyphs, patterns, literary meanings and even the spirit.

Understand. For a while, it was impossible to understand.

However, Wu Qi is not in a hurry. Although this kind of thing is a secret technique passed down from military strategists, it can refine evil spirits into the body and cultivate magical powers, but after all, it does not cultivate life, it is just a means of fighting and killing.<

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Compared with the Youxian Temple inheritance in his hand, this thing may not actually be much better than the kung fu passed down by his family.

So when he took it, he didn't really want to start practicing it. He just thought about whether he could bring it to the Youxian Temple space, show it on the stone tablet, and integrate it with the Iron Palm Kung Fu that had already been performed.<

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In this way, orthodox boxing and martial arts may be able to find a new way, allowing him to reach a state similar to the cultivation of both martial arts and martial arts before he has no chance of rebelling against his innate nature.

"So, you have decided to let me live...?" Songpashan was shocked when he heard what Wu Qi said, and even his dim eyes couldn't help but light up.

"I can spare you. But those kidnapped children will not spare you!"

Wu Qi let out a long sigh, and when he looked at Songpa Shan in front of him, his eyes that had been squinted suddenly opened, "If I guess correctly, the reason why those people in You Laoer want to kidnap so many people is...

I’m a kid who actually has to be handed over to you guys to practice, right?”

"I remember that the ghost last night was just a child..."

ps: The Internet was suddenly disconnected at home, so I changed two routers, set them up, and spent more than two hours fiddling with them, only to find out that it was a telecommunications problem. It’s over, it’s past twelve o’clock...