Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 174 Words of Mouth

After killing someone, the murderous intent in Wanyan Kang's heart not only did not fade, but seemed to be activated, with blood flashing in his eyes.

In the palace, Peng Lianhu, a thousand-armed butcher who was serving as a guard, heard the noise and was worried that something had happened to Wanyan Kang, so he rushed in immediately and saw Qi Wowen's body lying on the ground.

"Young Prince! Did you kill him?" Although Peng Lianhu did not know the specific identity of this Jin man, it was enough for him to know that he was an envoy sent by the Fifth Prince. Seeing Wanyan Kang killing people ruthlessly, he just felt that this matter might be a bit troublesome.

After all, beating a dog also depends on its owner!
As for the fact that Wanyan Kang killed someone, it was nothing in Peng Lianhu's opinion.

"I'm itching to show off my skills!" Wanyan Kang looked at Peng Lianhu, his gaze lingering on the other's neck for a moment.

Peng Lianhu was also an old hand, and was very sensitive to this kind of murderous look. He immediately subconsciously took a step to the side, and then looked at Wanyan Kang vigilantly.

"Master Peng! I have made great progress in my martial arts and I am itching to try my hand at it. Can I ask Master Peng to teach me a few moves?" Wanyan Kang asked.

Peng Lianhu shook his head repeatedly: "How dare I fight with the little prince? I don't know how to control my strength and I'm afraid of hurting the little prince."

Although Wanyan Kang's identity was probably problematic, Peng Lianhu was aware of this, but he was hired by Wanyan Honglie as a martial arts instructor in the mansion. He did not need to find out what Wanyan Kang was like. As long as the other party was still a young prince, he had to respect him.

When Wanyan Honglie really breaks with Wanyan Kang, he will have his own ways to deal with this former little prince. He will take revenge if there is a grudge, and repay a grudge if there is a grudge. Even if there is no grudge or grudge, he can get a perverted pleasure by humiliating his former master.

"Are you afraid of hurting me?"

"I'm not afraid of hurting you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wanyan Kang had already made his move, grabbing Peng Lianhu's heart with his claws.

Peng Lianhu hurriedly punched to block, but he was unexpectedly hit by a strong internal force. His fist became numb and was actually penetrated by Wanyan Kang's claw to within three inches of his heart.

Peng Lianhu's back was immediately covered with a layer of white sweat. He stepped on his feet and tried to avoid the sharp claw in a panic, but Wanyan Kang still tore his shirt on his chest, leaving several bloody marks on his chest.

"The young prince's kung fu is improving so fast!"

"Could it be that he was hiding his abilities before?" Peng Lianhu was confused and uncertain. When he faced Wanyan Kang again, he became extremely alert and careful.

Wanyan Kang threw away the torn cloth in his hand, but he took advantage of the situation and attacked again with his claws.

Peng Lianhu, who was on guard, did show some power.

After all, he is also a well-known figure in the northern martial arts world and it is not so easy to be defeated.

But as the number of moves he used in his fight with Wanyan Kang increased, he became more and more frightened.

This young prince, who originally had mediocre martial arts skills, seemed to have suddenly become enlightened. After only ten rounds of fighting, he was able to gradually suppress Peng Lianhu. By the fifteenth round, Peng Lianhu could only defend himself and had no power to fight back.

In the twentieth round, Peng Lianhu rolled over on the spot and avoided Wanyan Kang's fatal move in the most embarrassing way, but he was no longer Wanyan Kang's opponent.

After only twenty rounds, Wanyan Kang had completely seen through Peng Lianhu's martial arts. His claw techniques were ferocious and sharp, and his internal energy was inexplicably strong and scorching. Peng Lianhu was completely suppressed. Even if he was freed from the constraints of his identity, he had no capital to resist.

"Young Prince! Young Prince, spare my life!" Peng Lianhu only had time to shout like this, but his plea for mercy did not win Wanyan Kang's mercy.

The claws, whose fingertips seemed to be stained with a layer of black light, fell heavily on Peng Lianhu's elbows, shoulders, knees and other vital joints.

This is the attack habit of the Nine Yin White Bone Claw. In addition to grabbing people's head, it also attacks people's joints.

He clawed at any hard part of the body, which was very different from many clawing techniques circulating in the martial arts world.

However, the Black Wind Twins' claw technique, in addition to inheriting the sharpness of the divine claws that can break through the body from the Nine Yin Scriptures, also incorporates a large amount of corpse poison into the tips of the claws. Once caught, the joints will become numb and itchy.

However, Wanyan Kang's claw technique was driven entirely by his fierce internal strength. Once his fingertips fell, it seemed as if he could destroy everything in his path.

With the internal force condensed from the Wedding Dress Divine Art, combined with the innate demonic nature of the demon fetus, the incomplete claw technique will gradually transform and become a first-class fierce claw technique.

Peng Lianhu's joints were broken one after another, and he immediately let out wails.

Hearing the wailing, many people came and rushed into the lobby.

"Young Prince! What are you doing? Let go of Village Master Peng!"

"That's right! Young Prince, even if Village Master Peng has done something wrong, we should talk to you and then deal with it. How can we deal with it privately like this?"

Sha Tongtian and Master Lingzhi spoke almost at the same time.

Peng Lianhu, together with Sha Tongtian, Master Lingzhi, Liang Ziweng and Ouyang Ke, are considered the five great masters under Wanyan Honglie. They don't think much of each other and it is true that there is some intrigue among them, but they also don't want to see Peng Lianhu being tortured like this by Wanyan Kang.

After the princess was kidnapped, the only ones who remained in the palace were Peng, Sha, and Master Lingzhi. As for Liang Ziweng and Ouyang Ke, they went to track down the whereabouts of Guo Jing and others, and to retrieve the body of princess Bao Xiruo.

Wanyan Kang's claws repeatedly probed Peng Lianhu's throat. The boiling murderous intent made him want to scratch it immediately with his claws.

The feeling of blood and the crisp sound of broken bones made Wanyan Kang inexplicably fascinated.

Suddenly, a faint talismanic light flashed between Wanyan Kang's eyebrows. Wanyan Kang's head felt dizzy, and the boiling murderous intent seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water.

All of a sudden, he came to his senses.

Looking at Peng Lianhu lying on the ground wailing, Wanyan Kang looked at his hands in disbelief.

This...was done by him?
He defeated Peng Lianhu in twenty moves, which was something that even his other master, Mei Chaofeng from the Black Wind Twins, could not do.

"When did I become so powerful?" Wan Yankang couldn't help but recall the experience of last night. Suddenly, he felt a chill down his spine.

Who is that guy who looks exactly like his master, Captain Qiu Chuji?

He was a smart man, so when he came to his senses, Qiu Chuji's inconsistent behavior immediately attracted his attention and vigilance.

If not for the many unexpected events that had happened in the past two days, which had left him in a trance, he would have noticed something was wrong earlier and questioned Qiu Chuji's identity.

"You...send Village Master Peng down to recuperate, and...clean up this place!"

"No one is allowed to disturb me without my permission!" Wanyan Kang forced himself to say a few words, then quickly retreated to the inner hall.

Sitting on the chair and taking a big sip of cold tea, Wanyan Kang tried to sort out his thoughts, but the more he thought, the more confused he became. Some scenes from his dreams last night kept churning through his mind.

"Are you feeling uneasy?" Qiu Chuji had sat beside him like a ghost without him noticing.

Wanyan Kang was startled, and the murderous intent that had just been suppressed in his chest resurfaced.

“If the heart is not at peace, the spirit will be unstable. If the spirit is unstable, the qi will not flow smoothly. If the qi is not flowing smoothly, it will be difficult to control oneself.”

"You need to tame the murderous intent that is swirling in your body and become its master, rather than being tamed by it and becoming its slave."

"Killing is not scary. What is scary is not knowing why you kill people." Qiu Chuji's voice carried the power that calmed Wanyan Kang.

"what have you done?"

"What exactly did you do to me?" Wanyan Kang questioned Qiu Chuji somewhat out of control.

He already felt that something was very wrong.

Whether it was the rapidly growing skills, the sudden surge in talent, or... the uncontrollable murderous intent.

It was like a high-speed, out-of-control carriage, and he had no idea where it was taking him.

"Didn't I say that?"

"You will gain power, greater than almost any power, but you will also endure trials and pain," said Qiu Chuji.

Wanyan Kang looked at Qiu Chuji steadily and suddenly asked, "Who are you?"

"You are not my master, what did you do to him?"

Qiu Chuji smiled when he heard this: "Why? You care about him?"

These words did not deny Wanyan Kang's question.

"Care? No! I just don't want you to bring me trouble."

"The Quanzhen Taoist priests are very difficult to deal with!" Wanyan Kang flatly denied.

Is there any love between Qiu Chuji and Wanyan Kang?

There must be some!
There was a time when Wanyan Kang really wanted to break away from the past and become Yang Kang.

At that time, the relationship between Qiu Chuji and Yang Kang also eased and was almost repaired.

Even later, when Guo Jing brought Yang Guo to Mount Zhongnan, Qiu Chuji, although still feeling depressed, still accepted Yang Guo and handed him over to Zhao Zhijing, the most outstanding disciple of Quanzhen Sect at that time, for teaching.

But things turned out to be unexpected again. The most outstanding Zhao Zhijing was actually a despicable villain who flattered his superiors and bullied his subordinates. This can only be said to be a lack of vision on the part of the Seven Quanzhen Masters, but it cannot be said that Qiu Chuji, as the founder, did not put in enough effort.

"I am indeed Qiu Chuji, and indeed your master. It's just like you, it's all just a dream!" Qiu Chuji said.

Then Qiu Chuji did not continue to dwell on this identity issue: "As for your problem... I will give you a solution, but you have to show it to me first."

"For the next month, you can only kill one person every three days, and every person killed must die in a justifiable manner."

"You decide the scale yourself. I won't interfere. But if I'm not satisfied after a month, you have to keep going."

This is a typical tactic of staying awake!

As for the demon fetus, you can't get rid of its evil nature and turn it from bad to good by restraining or suppressing it.

That doesn't make sense.

It’s not that simple.

Qiu Chuji's plan was a mixture of relaxation and tension.

Liking to kill is not the problem; who to kill is the key.

Doesn’t the compassionate Xiao Zizai also like to kill people?
But he restrained his inner demons and did not let the murderous intent run rampant and attack innocent people.

This is a kind of unconventional practice.

Some insights can also blossom in the midst of killing, and some righteous paths can also be practiced in death!

(End of this chapter)