Five Hundred and Thirtieth Chapters Come Again

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At his home in Uehara, Locke didn't come back alone.

"Zhang Daxian!" Zhang Ling covered her mouth and looked at the man behind Locke.

"Prepare me food for one to two months, and I'm going out for a while," said Locke.

"Okay." Zhang Ling wondered why Zhang Daxian behind Locke didn't speak, but she still answered honestly.

While Zhang Ling was cooking, Locke called Zhang Yun to his bedroom.

The original bedroom with a big bed was transformed into a training room by Locke. Stepping on the wooden floor, Locke asked Zhang Yun to show him the first-hand Maoshan technique.

The result was very disappointing to Locke. There was only a small group of true qi in his dantian, and he had not yet entered the qi refining stage. Zhang Yun, who was in the qi sense stage, could only use his yellow talisman to turn fire and spit ice into his mouth.

Yellow Fu Hua Huo is to use special yellow talisman paper, silently recite the incantation and infuriating the belly to make a fire ball that resembles fireball.

The power of this 'pseudo fireball' technique is comparable to the heat of a torch, and Locke felt that it would be difficult to cook rice and water.

Spit into ice is to spit out a ball of saliva, which will freeze into ice cubes in the air to achieve the purpose of defeating the enemy.

These little tricks, in the eyes of the ignorant Zhangcun people, are incredible Taoism. In Locke's eyes, they are not as useful as the two grenades developed by this plane's scientific and technological power.

No matter how high your Taoism is, can you resist bazooka? Like Locke, can withstand a ballistic missile head-on and not die?

Zhang Yun was not controlled by Locke all the time. It was very laborious to operate indigenous creatures. Locke's longest control time was only four hours. Moreover, Zhang Yun's mental power was stronger than that of ordinary natives. Locke could only control him for three hours a day.

The rest of the time, he used the mental power of a first-level knight to suppress him, so that he did not dare to move.

Being suppressed by a foundation-building cultivator with his spiritual sense, Zhang Yun was considered dead.

But this is not entirely a bad thing. Under the suppression of Locke's spiritual power, Zhang Yun felt that his spiritual sense, which had not grown for many years, had loosened slightly.

Zhang Yun now only hopes that the great master of the foundation building period will not embarrass his master. He can't take care of his brothers and sisters. Zhang Yun thinks that he must protect his master.

After being in contact with Locke for a period of time, Zhang Yun found that this senior was not difficult to get along with. When the time came, he begged for mercy. Maybe this senior at the Foundation Establishment stage would not embarrass them.

Maoshan is a first-rate sect in China, but Zhang Yun believes that there are very few treasures in Maoshan that can be admired by a foundation-building expert.

"Does the Taoism you practice have so little power?" Locke scolded angrily after watching Zhang Yun's performance.

When he read Zhang Yun's memory, he was looking for something useful. The real memory reading is less than 1%. Otherwise, Zhang Yun's more than 30 years of life experience, coupled with the total memory of those people that Locke had read before, would have changed Locke. Being a fool, his brain capacity is not that big.

Maybe Locke will not even recognize himself at that time, and will be completely lost in the memory of others.

So reading other people's memories is something that Locke usually doesn't do if he can.

Being mocked by Locke, Zhang Hao was not angry either. According to legend, a monk in the foundation-building period could destroy mountains and rivers, and he was even more able to control the sky.

Or he wanted to elevate the status of his master so that Locke would not embarrass his master when he went to Maoshan in the future. Zhang Yun said in a proud tone, "My master is the strongest Taoist priest in Maoshan, and the most powerful in China. He can be empty-handed. Take the bullet."

At the end, as if he felt that what he said was not enough, Zhang Yun added, "It's not a pistol bullet, it's a rifle bullet."

Seeing Zhang Yun's smug look, Locke said with a smile, "An old guy with six levels of Qi practice, if he doesn't have the ability, what's the use of him."

The true qi used by this plane cultivator is also a kind of elemental energy, which is very different from the fighting qi in the wizarding world.

Zhang Yun is in his thirties, and his appearance is not much different from that of Locke's twenty-year-old.

Ignoring Zhang Yun's self-promotion and boasting, Locke thought of another characteristic of Maoshan.

"Destroy the corpse?"

From Zhang Yun's memory, this corpse removal technique was very similar to the necromantic magic that Locke had been exposed to.

He really wanted to see what was in Maoshan that could attract him.

After Zhang Ling finished cooking, Locke was in no hurry to leave, and he had time to eat dinner. He planned to take Zhang Yun directly to Maoshan.

Zhang Ling didn't know much about the relationship between Zhang Yun and Locke, so this meal was cooked for three people.

Just sitting at the dinner table, Zhang Ling served herself a bowl of dishes, and before she even moved her chopsticks, there was a loud knock on the door, "Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Locke put down his chopsticks, felt the familiar breath outside the door, and said to Zhang Ling with a headache, "Go and have a look."

It was the first time that Zhang Ling saw Locke showing this expression. Out of curiosity, she walked over to open the door.

With a click, the door opened, and a girl with a single ponytail in a yellow dress stood outside.

"Who are you looking for?" Zhang Ling asked uncertainly. She had some impression of this girl, as if she was a student of Shangyuan University.

She used to work in Dicaikou every day, and she had met 60% of the students of Uehara University. This girl just looked familiar, not sure yet.

Zhang Ling knows Ma Xiaoxiao, but Ma Xiaoxiao doesn't know Zhang Ling, who would care about a canteen

The appearance of the staff.

Seeing that it was a woman who opened the door, Ma Xiaoxiao sighed, and then looked at the shoe cabinet at the door. In addition to a few pairs of men's shoes, there were two pairs of pink slippers, which were for girls at first glance.

His eyes turned red again, and Ma Xiaoxiao didn't know what emotion he was in. He was a little angry, a little depressed, and more of an impulse.

The girl pushed Zhang Ling away, who was blocking the door, and rushed in. She saw two men sitting on the sofa in the living room, one of whom was not Locke.

"Classmate Locke, you, you, do you have a girlfriend?!" Ma Xiaoxiao said excitedly, like a little wife who caught her cheating husband.

Seeing this, Locke's face was bitter, and he was really afraid of this girl.

After being caught by Locke, not only was he not tortured, but Zhang Yun, who was sitting here eating food, watched Locke and Ma Xiaoxiao back and forth several times. guess.

Old cows eat young grass? Caught rape in the room?

Zhang Yun hurriedly picked up the bowl and pulled the rice, looking at his nose and his mouth, he was not able to mix this level of fighting.

Until now, the only one who knew Locke's real age was not a 20-year-old young man, only Zhang Yun.

A twenty-year-old foundation-building powerhouse, how is that possible.

Thinking of the records in the classics about the 220-year-old cultivator in the foundation-building period, Zhang Yun judged that this senior Luo might be an old fellow who lived for more than a hundred years.

Not to mention more than 100 years, China has not been established for 70 years.

Zhang Yun's business is none of his business, and Zhang Ling's surprise, Locke has no way of caring, he is worried about how to get this little girl down.

Why don't you just modify her memory directly?

As soon as he had this idea, Locke shook his head. He could feel that there were at least fifteen natives staring around his house, and even sniper rifles were set up on the roof of the next building.

If it wasn't for some knowledge of the plane's military weapons, Locke saw that the insurance of those weapons was not opened, and he just thought he was exposed.

It seems that these people are protecting Ma Xiaoxiao.

This girl's identity is not low, and Locke felt that the people who protected her were very similar to the soldiers he had passed through the barracks before.

"This is my nanny." Locke pointed to Zhang Ling and said.

"This is my cousin." Locke said again, pointing at Zhang Yun, who was raking in the rice.

Hearing this, Zhang Ling's expression didn't change much, and Zhang Yun almost spit out the rice.

He and Locke both look in their twenties, but no matter how you look at it, he looks older. Even if it's nonsense, he should say that he is his cousin.

Zhang Yun didn't have the guts to expose Locke in person. He didn't stand still at the door like Zhang Ling, who was dumb, but put down his rice bowl and said in a kind tone, "You are my cousin's classmate, I still listen to me. Cousin mentioned you, have you eaten? Why don't you come and sit down and eat?"

Zhang Yun's life experience for the past 30 years was there, and Locke nodded straight when he saw this emergency response, but didn't the latter sentence invite Ma Xiaoxiao to come over for dinner, didn't it make trouble, Locke glared at Zhang Yun and told him not to talk too much.

Being stared at by Locke, Zhang Yun shrank his neck and stopped talking. He picked up the bowl and ate the rice, looking like a starving ghost reincarnated.

Ma Xiaoxiao's mood has stabilized this time.

The acting skills of Locke and Zhang Yun are too good, an old fox in his forties, a little fox in his thirties, Ma Xiaoxiao is only twenty today, how can you see their flaws.

And Ma Xiaoxiao looked at Zhang Ling a few times just now. Except for her slightly better skin, there is nothing special about it. Judging from the clothes, she seems to be from the countryside, which is in line with Locke's image of a 'nanny'.

It's not a problem to stand here. Ma Xiaoxiao has a relatively straight temperament. With a twist of her braid, she simply changed her shoes, and really sat next to Locke for a meal.

She was close to Locke, and as soon as she approached, Locke smelled the fragrance of a girl.

Wrinkling his brows, Locke quietly pulled away.

It's not Liu Xiahui, but he plus the years in the deep blue hellfire world, he hasn't touched a woman for more than five years, and he's afraid he won't be able to control it.

Locke will either not provoke women, or he will do it from beginning to end. What happens to Ma Xiaoxiao, Locke will definitely bring Ma Xiaoxiao back to the wizarding world in the future, and try to make her have a longer lifespan to accompany him.

But is this possible? Locke himself may not be able to go back now. As for increasing the lifespan of an ordinary creature, it is more difficult. Locke still has this self-knowledge.

Ma Xiaoxiao didn't know what Locke was thinking, but she could feel a trace of Locke's alienation.

Hmph, since this lady dares to break into your house, are you afraid of this difficulty?

The children who came out of the compound were very daring and dared to do anything. They were supported by two powerful parents. As long as they didn't stab the sky, someone would naturally take care of them.

This time, Ma Xiaoxiao not only was not troubled by Locke's estrangement, but instead leaned a step further, barely sitting on Locke's lap.

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