After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

there is always a solution to a problem.

There are many ways.

Let’s take this wave of rewards first, and then we’ll come all the way to this remote place.

The reward is too little to be worth it, I might as well just stay at the dock.

After a while, five spare crematoriums and five unallocated bodies were delivered.

Qin He chuckled and closed the door.

Work!

Clean the corpse and put it on the stove.

Qin He's hands moved very quickly, without wasting a moment.

Including those allocated previously, there are a total of six crematoriums and seven bodies.

I picked two small ones, squeezed them together, and started cooking them all.

Four of the seven corpses had black hair, and when they were set on fire, they all sat up and screamed.

This time Qin He didn't need to do anything. The big turtle, who had been prepared, drove the nail in with lightning speed, and basically no threat was left.

If it is not obedient, fill it again. If it is still not obedient, fill it again until it is satisfied and stops moving completely.

The fire is raging.

The bodies were cremated at a pretty good rate.

The black-haired corpse monster is much lower in quality than the jumping zombie.

Qin He waited for an hour with his feet up.

The black-haired corpse monster that was burned first was incinerated.

He turned out to be a knight who had trained hard for thirty years and had acquired sixteen years of internal strength. He traveled around the world at night and stayed in this village.

The result was that the corpse army surrounded him on all sides, and even though he was a man with strong internal strength, he could only end up in regret.

No wonder the corpse hair is so long. He didn't die in the fight in the martial arts world, but was inexplicably surrounded by a group of corpse monsters.

I feel unwilling to accept this.

The reward is the martial arts practiced by the knight: Bull Power.

This surprised Qin He.

Countless corpses were burned and countless rewards were given, but most of them were things like spells, fruits, and pills.

Before this, only two books of the real martial arts method had been published.

One is the immortal eating skill, and the other is the ninth-grade powerful qigong.

This is the third book of Manniujin.

Bull Power: A fourth-grade internal energy skill. When you practice this skill, the energy in your body will be as strong as a bull, with immense power. When you cultivate it to a high level, you can even shake mountains.

Study decisively.

All of a sudden, he understood the many mysteries of the Bull Power and reached perfection in one go.

"Moo~"

When practicing the exercises, the internal energy in the body suddenly became like a thousand bulls galloping, and an incomparable sense of power filled the whole body.

He grabbed a bone crusher nearby, grasped the hammer head and broke it gently.

The axe, as thick as a palm, broke in the middle with a "snap".

This scene happened to be seen by the big turtle, who was so frightened that his eyes almost popped out.

With this kind of force, if you slap your godfather’s turtle shell, not only one turtle shell, but even ten turtle shells stacked together wouldn’t be able to withstand it.

Even Qin He himself was surprised.

The Bull Force increased his strength by more than ten times.

Of course, this is the case when practicing qigong. If you don't practice qigong, the power will not change.

But it's amazing enough.

But if you think about it carefully, there is nothing abnormal.

The Bull Power itself is of the fourth grade, and after learning it, he directly reached the level of perfection.

A tenfold increase in strength is normal.

Qin He shoveled up the ashes and walked out of the room.

The cremators had been paying attention to what was happening on Qin He's side, and they were all startled when the door opened.

It wasn't until he found out it was Qin He that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then they gathered around and asked questions, unable to believe that Qin He could actually subdue so many corpses by himself, and even without the help of soul-capturing lights.

Qin He saw that it was impossible to hide some things, especially from the group of acquaintances around him. Hiding the secret would have little effect.

After a moment of silence, he came up with an idea and said mysteriously, "Do you want to know why I dare to burn corpses like this?"

"Why?" The cremators were immediately curious.

"Because I dreamed of the Green Ox Immortal last night."

"what?"

"Great Green Ox Immortal?"

"real or fake?"

The cremators were even more surprised when they heard this.

The legend of the Green Ox Immortal has become a household name in the capital.

"I know the Great Immortal Qingniu."

At this time, Gu Sihai raised his hand and said, "It works! One time, I went to the Qingniu Immortal Temple to pray for steamed buns. Guess what, on the way to the crematorium, a steamed bun really fell from the sky and landed right on me. It was a warm, white flour bun!"

At the end of his words, Gu Sihai became a little excited.

The cremators didn't show any surprise at this moment, because Gu Sihai had told this matter so many times a long time ago, telling everyone he met.

"What then?" Liu Sanjin asked hurriedly.

"The immortal taught me the method of suppressing corpses and asked me to burn more corpses. He said that I have a special fate and the more corpses I burn, the more powerful and safer it will be. To a certain extent, there will be other benefits." Qin He said.

"No!"

"This...this is too amazing."

The cremators were suddenly filled with surprise.

With the testimony of the evil corpse in that house, they believed Qin He's words.

"It would be great if I could dream of the Green Ox Immortal." Liu Sanjin was envious.

"It's not impossible."

Qin He immediately took over the conversation and said, "The Great Green Ox Immortal said that those who sincerely pray to the Great Green Ox Immortal will receive his teachings in dreams. You can give it a try."

After saying this, Qin He smiled mysteriously and left, leaving behind a group of excited cremators.

Question: When your crotch is torn in public, how do you divert everyone's attention?

Answer: Take off one of the people’s pants and no one will pay attention to you anymore.

A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind, and the best way to hide yourself is to blend in with the crowd.

Thinking of this, Qin He smiled confidently.

He came directly to Wei Wu's tent with the urn in his hand and grinned, "Sir, are there any more bodies? There aren't enough to burn~"