Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 34 He Didn't Lose, and I Didn't Win
"Change injuries?"

"Switch with you!"

Facing the fierce palm strike at his chest, Qiu Chuji neither dodged nor evaded, nor did he withdraw.

His fingertips moved a little further, and a green light appeared in his eyes. Under the effect of the Emperor's Qi-gazing Technique, the Ouyang Feng in front of him was no longer a "person", but a ball of manic qi. In the manic qi, the fast-flowing nodes were accurately grasped by him.

With just one finger pointing at the most critical point, Qiu Chuji can defeat the strong with the weak.

puff!

Bang!
At the same time as his fingertips touched Ouyang Feng's brow, Ouyang Feng's palm also slapped Qiu Chuji's chest.

The sonic boom that erupted in an instant shattered the surrounding snowflakes into tiny pieces of ice.

Both of their feet slid backwards quickly on the ground at the same time, leaving long indentations.

puff!
Qiu Chuji first spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning pale and blue. The powerful true Qi that had invaded his body was wreaking havoc in his meridians. However, it was not a big problem, as he had the control of the Qi body, and these foreign true Qi would be wiped out sooner or later.

As for Ouyang Feng, he was hit by Qiu Chuji's sword at a vital point, so of course he didn't feel good either.

The Qi in his body suddenly became a mess, and his breathing was like a broken bellows, making a heavy, hoarse whirring sound.

"Xiantian Kung!"

"Wang Chongyang even taught you this. You are indeed the disciple that Wang Chongyang values ​​the most." Ouyang Feng's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He forced himself to restrain his breath, as if he was ready to fight again.

"Isn't my sword good?"

"Wait, I have something better!" Qiu Chuji said, and was about to use the secret of Xiantian Gong again to force the Qi of heaven and earth into his body.

With the help of Vajra Indestructible Divine Art and Circulating Six Void Technique to share the pressure, he can still go on for several more rounds with this kind of explosive fighting method.

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Feng actually began to slowly restrain his breath, and finally stood still like a deep abyss.

"Little Taoist priest, I have other things to do today, so I won't kill you for now."

"You can go now!" Ouyang Feng said with an increasingly indifferent expression.

Upon hearing this, Qiu Chuji just sneered: "I'm standing here, just come and kill me!"

When Ouyang Feng heard this, his expression changed drastically in an instant. A wild and flamboyant aura was released from his body. His hair and clothes danced wildly, and many of the swirling snowflakes even flowed back into the sky.

"What a powerful internal force! Is Ouyang Feng so strong?" Qiu Chuji thought.

"I advise you to quit while you're ahead. Also... the Nine Yin Manual is mine!"

"Don't interfere!" Ouyang Feng stared at Qiu Chuji and did not attack again.

Qiu Chuji was highly concentrated at the moment. Under the effect of his Xiantian Gong, his aura also interacted with the heaven and earth. He seemed to be able to vaguely feel that there was a master watching him not far away, and his strength seemed to be no weaker than Ouyang Feng.

This might be the reason why Ouyang Feng suppressed his anger and chose to stop.

Since a third party has appeared to disrupt the situation, Qiu Chuji should not continue to tangle with Ouyang Feng, so as to avoid the fisherman gaining the advantage while the snipe and the clam fight.

"I want the Nine Yin Manual, too. It depends on your ability."

"Today's battle is not over yet. You and I will fight again another day. Next time... you will not take my sword away again!"

After saying that, Qiu Chuji used the Golden Goose Skill to fly into the air, took a step forward to cover a distance of several feet, and walked on the treetops to chase in the direction where Hao Datong and Jin Yanzi had left.

After moving for dozens of miles, Qiu Chuji relaxed his internal energy and landed from mid-air. He sat cross-legged under a tree, leaning his back against it, and began to meditate and regulate his breathing.

Ouyang Feng's palm was not so easy to withstand!
No matter how strong his martial arts skills are, they only represent his upper limit, and do not mean that he has fully developed his potential.

After sitting cross-legged in meditation for about three or four hours, most of Qiu Chuji's body was buried in the snow, as if someone had deliberately built a snowman under the tree.

In the distance, a group of people were riding fast horses and galloping towards them.

When they arrived near the big tree where Qiu Chuji was meditating, they all reined in their horses.

This place is a col, and although the wind and snow are not small, it is better to avoid the wind than other places. "How long will it take to get to Huashan?" The woman wrapped in a cloak asked.

"It's still about seventy or eighty miles away. It's not far!"

"Third gear, do you want to stop and rest for a while?" A sharp voice came from the back of a horse following behind the woman.

"Everyone dismount and rest for a while, and don't make a fire." The woman gave the order, and everyone dismounted together, then found a place, and started drinking and eating dry food.

The woman lifted her cloak, revealing a pretty face. She turned out to be a beautiful middle-aged woman.

"Third boss, this time we come out, the government asked us to bring back the 'Nine Yin Manual' and the Golden Swallow."

"But the prime ministers all seem to..."

Behind the woman, a thin man in black clothes and black boots whispered a reminder.

"The affairs of the court have nothing to do with you and me. We only obey the orders of the emperor." The woman said lightly.

"Yes! That's what Third Gear said!"

The group stopped talking, and after eating and drinking their fill, they all rode away on horseback.

After their backs disappeared, Qiu Chuji crawled out from the snow shell.

"A spy from the Song court?"

"Are they also interested in the Nine Yin Manual?"

"Yes! After all, this is what Huang Shang summed up from the Wanshou Daozang. Apart from the part about fighting, the part about internal strength and health preservation is also quite tempting to the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty..."

Qiu Chuji didn't think much about it. After figuring out the direction, he went to meet up with Hao Datong at the "old place" agreed upon.

The so-called old place, of course, was not a secret base they had agreed upon in advance, but the "old village" they passed by when they went to Huashan.

This is a small mountain village with only 20 to 30 households. There are more than a dozen households with the surname Lao in the village, so it is named "Laojia Village".

When Qiu Chuji found his hometown village, Hao Datong and Jin Yanzi were roasting fire and drinking porridge.

Jin Yanzi lifted her cloak, revealing a pretty face that was not gorgeous, but definitely very heroic.

"Senior Brother! You escaped?" When Hao Datong saw Qiu Chuji, he immediately stood up with a smile, his eyes full of surprise.

Qiu Chuji sat down and made himself a bowl of porridge before correcting Hao Datong: "It's not that I escaped, but that Ouyang Feng didn't lose, and I didn't win either!"

"Ah... yes! Yes, yes, yes!" Hao Datong nodded quickly.

Jin Yanzi sneered: "Ouyang Feng is the top expert in the Western Regions. There are only a few people under the Jin army who can barely match him."

"You little Taoist priest, you have some tricks, but your tone is even bigger."

Qiu Chuji drank the porridge in his bowl in one gulp, then turned to Hao Datong and asked, "Just porridge? No meat?"

Hao Datong said with a bitter face: "Brother! We have to save our money, otherwise we will have to learn to beg for alms like monks before we even reach Jingxiang."

"Begging for alms? Is this how you understand robbing the rich to help the poor?"

"That's fine. You've trained well in martial arts. Go check out the location in a few days and then take a deal." Qiu Chuji finished another bowl of porridge, and saw that the rice bowl was almost empty.

Jin Yanzi took out a purse and poured out a few golden cakes from it: "If you escort me to Huashan, I will give you all these, how about that?"

"not so good!"

"This is life-threatening work, you have to pay more!"

As he spoke, Qiu Chuji stared at several places where Jin Yanzi could have hidden the books.

(End of this chapter)