Jiu Mozhi weighed the scroll in his hand and looked at Qin Yu's back as he left. His eyes narrowed slightly.
After hesitating for a moment, Jiu Mozhi picked up some dry wood from outside and threw Ding Chunqiu's body onto the dry wood. He then began to recite the scriptures for ferrying souls.
Looking at Ding Chunqiu, who was engulfed by the flames, Jiu Mozhi sighed and strode away.
As the saying goes, right and wrong are turned away. Yesterday, he might still be a rich man, but who knew if he would become a pile of bones today?
…………
As for what happened after that, Qin Yu naturally did not know. Even if he knew, he would not care.
The town at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain was really small.
There was only one inn in the entire town, but Qin Yu didn't care. After checking into a room in the inn, Qin Yu walked into the inn with a head under everyone's eyes.
However, no one noticed.
As soon as he entered the inn, Qin Yu took out a book from his pocket. There were three big words written on it.
"Ten Thousand Poison Technique?"
Qin Yu read it out softly.
Speaking of which, this Star Constellation Eccentric was also very powerful. He was originally a traitor of the Carefree Sect and had not learned the entire Northern Dark Divine Technique. He could only rely on the incomplete Northern Dark Divine Technique, but he had forcefully created a sinister cultivation technique like the Great Art of Transformation!
One could imagine that this Star Constellation Old Monster was also considered a heaven-sent genius!
A cultivation technique created by such a person would not be weak.
Qin Yu impatiently flipped to a page.
"Congratulations to the host for obtaining a second-rate martial art, the Ten Thousand Poison Technique. You have received 50 luck points!”
"Second-rate?"
Qin Yu was stunned for a moment. But thinking about it, to be able to create a second-rate cultivation method, Ding Chunqiu was already considered amazing!
After all, the difficulty of a first-rate cultivation technique was needless to say. As for top-notch cultivation techniques, many of them were created by geniuses that were hard to come by in a thousand years!
Therefore, it was already not easy for Ding Chunqiu to create a second-rate cultivation technique!
He flipped through this cultivation technique slightly. It was filled with some techniques for using poison. It was quite practical. Other than some poison techniques, it could be considered a complete collection of poisons. It was just right for him to use.
Qin Yu read with interest. Unknowingly, the sky had already darkened.
"Dong dong dong."
A knock on the door reached Qin Yu's ears.
"Please come in! The door isn't locked."
Qin Yu said indifferently.
"Creak."
Jiu Mozhi walked in from outside the door and looked at Qin Yu, who was reading a book. He smiled and said,""Young Hero Qin, I've finished copying the Six Pulses Divine Sword and have come to return it.”
"Oh, put it down!"
Qin Yu said indifferently.
Putting down the scroll, Jiu Mozhi hesitated for a moment. He wanted to say something, but he didn't.
"What's wrong? Is there anything else?"
Qin Yu raised his head and looked at him in confusion as he spoke indifferently.
"No…no more!"
Jiu Mozhi turned around and left Qin Yu's room.
It was late at night.
Qin Yu put on his night clothes and left the inn. He ran towards Shaolin Temple. Qin Yu was like a big black bird. He rode the night sky and kept performing the Wave Subtle Steps on Shaoshi Mountain.
Very soon, Qin Yu arrived outside the Shaolin Temple's wall. With a light tap of his feet, the 30-foot-tall wall was easily crossed by Qin Yu.
When he came to Shaolin this morning, Qin Yu wasn't always confused. On the contrary, he had basically gotten the information he needed from the reception monk.
The Anti-Truth was not a secret about the residences of ordinary disciples. The reception monk had an indifferent attitude and told him about it easily.
Now, Qin Yu came to find this Xuzhu!
Following the directions of the reception monk, Qin Yu walked towards the place where the disciples of the Xu generation were.
At this moment, it was already very deep. The huge Shaolin Temple was silent at this moment.
Qin Yu shifted between the palaces with light and slow footsteps and soon arrived at the residence of the Xu generation.
Looking at the monk rooms beside him, Qin Yu was in a difficult position. He thought for a moment and sneaked into the meditation room. He casually grabbed a disciple from inside.
"Where is Xuzhu?"
That disciple was originally sleeping soundly. Being interrupted by Qin Yu like this, he was very uncomfortable. However, when he saw Qin Yu who was wearing night clothes, a trace of fear flashed across his eyes. Just as he was about to shout, Qin Yu pressed down on the mute acupoint beside his throat.
That disciple wanted to call out, but he couldn't. Qin Yu looked at him with a cold glint in his eyes and said indifferently,"I'll only ask once. Where is Xuzhu?”
Seeing Qin Yu's appearance, the young disciple who was not even twenty years old immediately trembled all over. His finger trembled as he pointed to a bed at the side. Qin Yu glanced at him and smiled slightly.
Qin Yu gently patted the little monk's sleeping acupoint. This way, the monk would not wake up for at least ten hours!
He came to the bed that the monk had pointed out and pulled Xu Zhu up.
After sealing his mute acupoint, Qin Yu tapped lightly with his toes.
He floated and arrived outside Shaolin Temple.
After this incident, Xu Zhu, who was originally unconscious, had already woken up. He was stunned and looked at Qin Yu, who opened Xu Zhu's mute acupoint.
"You are Xu Zhu?"
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