Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 271 Tiger Pioneer

After thinking for a while, Qiu Chuji went towards Yinrui and Yang Kang first.

Yang Kang would be fine, but Yin Rui is huge in size and once he appears in front of the crowd, he will definitely attract attention.

Qiu Chuji had a lot of plans for the two of them, and they couldn't be exposed like this.

In the wilderness about forty or fifty miles away from Mount Zhongnan, Qiu Chuji met Yin Rui and Yang Kang, and then led them into the vast Qinling Mountains.

Following his habit, Qiu Chuji groped his way towards the familiar nameless valley.

It’s a pity that the valley where the red viper is hidden is not in the location I remember.

This may be what the Immortal of the South Pole said: the flowers are similar but different.

Generally speaking, a world that is very similar in terms of humanities, geography, environment, characters, and story lines can actually have huge differences in many details and corners that no one notices.

For example, although Mount Zhongnan is similar, many unnamed hills, valleys, and canyons in the Qinling Mountains are not exactly alike.

Qiu Chuji did not look for the nameless valley anymore. Instead, he stopped and used his true Qi to sweep away the dead branches and leaves around him, clearing out a clean area. He motioned Yin Rui to lie down first, then he jumped onto Yin Rui's broad back and found a place with the softest hair to sit cross-legged.

Reaching out and touching the tiger's head, Yinrui, who looked huge and sturdy, twisted his neck like a kitten, then narrowed his eyes, and his stomach made a gurgling sound, obviously very comfortable and relaxed.

Qiu Chuji casually took out two purified demon pills and stuffed them into Yinrui's mouth, which made Yang Kang jealous.

Compared with Yinrui, his apprentice looks a bit like he was picked up.

"Hey! Master specifically brought us to this remote place to talk, but how can we be of immediate use?" Yang Kang asked very sharply, deliberately ignoring the smug expression on Yin Rui's face as he turned his head away.

Qiu Chuji nodded: "Not bad!"

As he spoke, he looked at Yang Kang and briefly explained the current situation, choosing what he could say.

Yang Kang's expression became a little strange when he suddenly heard that he had a "son".

Before entering this time and space, Qiu Chuji did not know that the "similar flower" that the Immortal of the South Pole mentioned was actually The Legend of the Condor Heroes rather than The Legend of the Condor Heroes, so he did not specifically tell Yinrui and Yang Kang the story of the Legend of the Condor Heroes.

Of course, perhaps from the perspective of the Antarctic Immortal, there is no difference at all.

Standing in different positions, you will have different perspectives on an event or a situation.

At this moment, what Yang Kang found difficult to digest was that although there was no doubt that he was Yang Guo's father, there was actually controversy about who was Yang Guo's mother.

It turns out that as long as people live long enough and see a lot, they will encounter everything.

Generally speaking, it is often the father who is in dispute, but the mother can confirm it accurately.

Now the situation is reversed. The mother can be the mother in the biological sense, but from another perspective, there are contradictions and differences.

What's even more amazing is that, apart from Yang Guo's identity as a time traveler, some of the difficulties Yang Guo faced at this time were vaguely similar to Yang Kang's previous experiences.

Indeed, Mu Nianci is not Wanyan Honglie and cannot give Yang Guo any wealth and glory, and Qin Nanqin is not Yang Tiexin.

But from a spiritual point of view, if Yang Guo is Mu Nianci's child, then he was born with love. Although he suffered hardships as a teenager, he was still blessed and expected. Those who hate Yang Kang would be more tolerant of Yang Kang because of Mu Nianci, such as Huang Rong, Hong Qigong, Ke Zhen'e, and even observers standing outside the world.

If he was Qin Nanqin's son, Yang Guo would be regarded as a bad seed, a disaster that should not exist. Her weak presence could not give Yang Guo any spiritual protection.

This is the world of gold!

It seems that heroes do not care about their origins, but in fact, all heroes have their origins.

Guo Jing's ancestor was Guo Sheng, Yang Guo's ancestor was Yang Zaixing, Zhang Wuji's ancestor was Zhang Sanfeng, Yuan Chengzhi was the son of Yuan Chonghuan, Xiao Feng, Duan Yu, and Xu Zhu all came from famous families, and even Gou Ge was the son of the Black and White Swords.

The only person who could be called a "hero" but had no background or origin was probably Di Yun.

As for Wei Xiaobao, is he a hero?
These backgrounds may not necessarily give these people any substantial "privileges", but from an outsider's perspective, these identities naturally give them drama.

Shen Gongbao said: The prejudice in people's hearts is a mountain. The servility and admiration for the strong in thinking are always rooted deep in the souls of many people and cannot be eradicated.

An unknown person with no background has achieved extraordinary achievements, and countless people will question how he did it.

When a person with sufficient background achieves great success, many people will be excited and feel that he deserves it!

Many passionate stories inevitably end up tracing the source of their bloodline and become a huge success. Is it because the creators have run out of ideas, or is there an invisible driving force that pushes many people to make such a vulgar choice?

Are those who are unconventional and go against the mainstream really welcomed?

For example, Di Yun, if it weren’t for the Divine Scripture and the Priceless Treasure, how many people would be able to remember such a hollow vegetable?

Qin Nanqin's "deletion" is itself a choice of the will of the masses.

People ridiculed Yang Kang for recognizing a thief as his father, but they subconsciously accepted Yang Guo's changing of his mother.

At this moment, Qiu Chuji was telling Yang Kang a "story", but he felt inexplicably touched.

He suddenly remembered a passage from Evernight: Why must the protagonist of every revenge story be a prince? Doesn't the son of a doorman and a maid have the right to revenge?

Why can’t Nezha kill Wuliang Xianweng with one gun?

Qiu Chuji felt that at this moment, he seemed to have grasped something, but he had not yet completely mastered it. His mind was a little confused and his thoughts were not stable enough.

What is hidden here seems to be a philosophical question, but it is also a question of spiritual practice.

"Although I didn't do it, since I have been born into this world, I have to bear the consequences." Yang Kang said to Qiu Chuji in a responsible manner.

"What are you going to do?" Qiu Chuji asked Yang Kang.

Yang Kang asked, "Since all the ghosts in the world have come out, maybe Nian Ci will come out as well."

"I'll set up a table, gather the whole family together, and have a good discussion!"

"What if it's still not clear?" Qiu Chuji asked persistently.

"Then please Master, create another body for us!" Yang Kang said to Qiu Chuji. He knew that his master had this ability.

Qiu Chuji looked at Yang Kang seriously for a few times and had to admit that this was indeed a solution.

If one child is not enough, then having more will be enough!
Many seemingly unsolvable problems in the world can actually be found in the most fundamental sources and essences.

The sage said: Food and sex are human nature!

"Okay! But you should be careful. Forget it... I won't look at you when you do things." Qiu Chuji thought about it and said such a meaningless sentence. Then he patted the big head of the fierce tiger Yinrui: "Tiger! Act out a play with me later!"

"Awoo~~!" The big brain tiger turned its head and blinked cutely.

Yang Kang was too exhausted to even watch. The roar of this thing this time was completely different from the roar that shocked Baili before.

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Yang Guo feels very uncomfortable now!
He has his mother on his back, his wife by his side, and two old masters who want to teach him martial arts, asking him to go find Qiu Chuji to get back his revenge.

He felt uncomfortable watching Lin Chaoying swinging the sword in the air.

The swordsmanship is good, beautiful, and even more lethal, but...it cannot withstand a blow from the divine sword.

Yang Guo, who has completely merged with 'Ding Peng', has theoretically seen the sword of the third young master Xie Xiaofeng.

After seeing that kind of sword, Lin Chaoying's sword seemed impure.

"Guo'er! Look carefully at the changes in your ancestor's sword. This sword is aimed at the Quanzhen Sect's One Qi Transformed into Three Pure Ones. Your ancestor named it One Sword Falling to the Nine Skies. I wanted to learn it back then, but my talent was lacking, so I never managed to learn it. Later, I had no chance to pass it on to my two disciples." When she said this, Lin Xiaolan's expression darkened.

She had already heard from Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu about Li Mochou coming to provoke trouble.

She had been gone for many years, but Li Mochou had never come to Mount Zhongnan to bully her junior sister, which showed that she still had feelings for her master in her heart. Now that she had broken through the mountain gate and came to seize the scriptures, she wanted to sever all the past feelings.

“Using nine swords to suppress three swords, using speed to fight speed, and using change to restrain change, it is indeed very impressive.” Yang Guo was very polite and did not say "but".

Lin Chaoying put away his sword, walked closer, and asked with a smile: "I can hear that you have something to say, why... do you look down on your master's kung fu?"

Yang Guo thought about it and decided that it would be better to show some of his true skills so that the two masters would have an idea of ​​what he was doing. So he stretched out his hand and grabbed a long sword from the side. Then he heard a shout from Canglang and the long sword was unsheathed. The sword was like a meteor, cutting through the sky.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the grass and trees were shattered. Two large trees broke in the middle and fell to the surroundings under the tearing of the sword energy.

“What a powerful sword!” Lin Chaoying had good eyesight and could certainly see the exquisiteness of Yang Guo’s sword.

This sword does not have many changes, but its advantage is that it uses the word "speed" to the extreme.

Abandoning those useless changes and lengthy turns, and only using a sword that goes out without return to decide life and death, it is indeed more interesting than her "One Sword Falls to the Sky".

“With this sword, I couldn’t even touch Taoist Qiu’s skin and fur!” Yang Guo told the truth.

His move of Meteor from the Sky was already the pinnacle of swordsmanship, but compared with Qiu Chuji's sword, it was undoubtedly like a drop of water compared to the vast ocean.

"Is he really that powerful?" Lin Xiaolan didn't believe it.

She thought that Yang Guo's sword was no weaker than the Five Supremes. If Qiu Chuji was really that much stronger, then it wasn't Wang Chongyang resurrected, but the Taoist master possessed him!

is it possible?

Are you bragging?
This kid in front of him seems to have joined the Ancient Tomb Sect, but in fact, his heart is still with the Quanzhen Sect?

Lin Xiaolan's eyes were filled with suspicion as she looked Yang Guo up and down.

If he wasn't already dead, she would have questioned him immediately, or even taught him a lesson.

It’s definitely not because he can see that he would probably be defeated in a sword fight, so he can only rely on his ghost body to act like a rogue.

“Disciple never speaks falsely!” Yang Guo said with a firm look in his eyes.

He really didn't want these ladies to provoke Qiu Chuji.

Of course, Qiu Chuji is very strong, and he happens to be Qiu Chuji's young disciple. It would be even better if he could get to know him better and learn a few tricks.

As a few people were chatting, they suddenly heard a tiger's roar coming from the distant mountains and forests, shaking the earth and sky, as if it would cause the mountains to collapse and the earth to split.

Then, someone shouted, "There are strange phenomena in the world, and many evil spirits are born. Now a tiger demon has broken the seal and wants to harm all living beings. I have practiced for many years, and today I will take up my sword and kill it. All disciples, listen to my order, go down the mountain immediately to avoid disaster, and don't stay."

"Brothers, don't hesitate, hurry up!"

The voice was rich and powerful, transmitted by internal force, and the entire Zhongnan Mountain could hear it clearly.

Afterwards, everyone, including Yang Guo and others, saw a giant tiger that was at least seven or eight meters long, rushing over from a distance, with its feet on the clouds and its mouth breathing strong winds. Even centuries-old trees were broken and collapsed wherever it passed.

This momentum alone is already extremely extraordinary and is definitely not a power that should exist in the human world.

An old Taoist in a green robe was fighting with the tiger with a sword.

The long sword and sharp claws clashed, but there was no recklessness or wrestling conflict, but it was full of the beauty of fighting.

The tiger actually knew martial arts and had mastered a boxing technique that combined with its own tiger-like body movements, which was truly terrifying to see.

The old Taoist's swordsmanship was so superb and his power was so strong that he pushed his sword to the limit, even forming a circle of airflow and light reflection behind him. However, he was still defeated by the giant tiger.

"Junior Brother Qiu, Senior Brother, we are here to help you!" The Seven Quanzhen disciples advanced and retreated together. Even though they knew they were no match for the tiger monster, they still rushed forward, wanting to help.

"No! Retreat quickly!" The old Taoist waved his sleeves, causing a strong wind to blow and force the remaining few of the Seven True Men to retreat.

The six people were unable to block Qiu Chuji's casual sweep from a distance and were blown away.

However, the Taoist's distraction made it seem as if his original strength to defend himself became even more difficult to sustain.

The tiger claw slapped hard, and the old Taoist spat out a mouthful of blood. He then retreated dozens of steps, and the long sword in his hand shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.

The other disciples all knew that they were lagging behind and did not dare to move forward.

Qiu Chuji threw his sleeves, opened his arms, and said to the tiger, "Evil beast! Even if I sacrifice all my years of cultivation, I will seal you up in Mount Zhongnan again and will never let you go down the mountain to harm others!"

After saying this, he shouted, "Sword come!"

In an instant, the swords on the entire hilltop seemed to be suddenly endowed with spirituality and began to jump flexibly.

Be it Yang Guo, Lin Chaoying, or the Quanzhen disciples, the swords in their hands fell out of their hands and flew towards where Qiu Chuji was.

Hundreds of long swords gathered into a stegosaurus, which rushed towards the tiger like a tide.

Roar···!
The tiger roared, and the terrifying air wave turned into a physical impact, colliding with the stegosaurus.

In the most intense confrontation, broken swords fell from the air one after another, and the old Taoist priest in the air had flying hair and beard, and the veins on his forehead bulged high, obviously he had used up all his strength.

Seeing such a terrifying clash of skills, everyone could only secretly cheer for the old Taoist priest. At the same time, they were shocked by the terrifying skills of these two, which were completely extraordinary. At this moment, all three views suffered a severe impact.

(End of this chapter)