Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 67: Kill Wuzhu first, then destroy Qin Hui
"Let's go! Take me to see what's going on first." After saying that, the three of them rushed to the back mountain of Chongyang Palace.

Soon, two figures were seen crossing each other in the woods.

I saw one of them using his fists and feet, each blow was quite powerful, but he was beaten very badly. Despite his best efforts, he didn't achieve much effect. The other one had one hand behind his back, his steps were agile and his movements were rigorous. Most of his moves were defensive, but he didn't look embarrassed at all. He was extremely calm, as if he was strolling in the garden.

It is obvious that there is a huge gap in strength between the two sides in the fight.

The man who made the attack in a panic was not tall and had a baby face. His facial expression seemed a little exaggerated, as if he was using all his strength.

This person must be Zhou Botong.

Qiu Chuji realized that Ouyang Feng was just joking with Zhou Botong, so he stopped worrying and looked around.

Ma Yu, Wang Chuyi, Liu Chuxuan and others were all there, and on one side of them, there was a beautiful young woman in her twenties, holding a baby and watching the battle with a worried look on her face.

"Liu Yinggu and her child with Uncle Zhou?" Qiu Chuji immediately guessed their identities.

"Uncle Zhou took them all back to Chongyang Palace?"

"That's right! Since everyone knows that Liu Yinggu gave Zhou Botong a son, even if Zhou Botong doesn't want to take responsibility, Master will force him to bring the mother and daughter back."

"It's also thanks to the fact that the Dali royal family has worshipped Buddhism for generations, and they believe in orthodox Buddhism, rather than some other 'adapted to local conditions' version. Otherwise, Liu Yinggu and Zhou Botong's behavior would be as easy as being drowned in a pig cage."

Qiu Chuji's gaze did not linger on the mother and daughter for long, but shifted back to the battlefield.

As soon as he noticed Qiu Chuji's arrival, Ouyang Feng obviously no longer had the intention to continue to tangle with Zhou Botong. Instead, he knocked him away with a palm and then flew towards Qiu Chuji.

"You came at the right time. I have had some new insights recently. Let's fight and let me see how much I am behind you." Ouyang Feng said to Qiu Chuji.

The long mace behind Qiu Chuji was automatically drawn out and then shot out into the air. This attack was without any fireworks, and it was clearly as powerful as thunder, but as light as a leaf in the wind, making people subconsciously ignore its weight.

Ouyang Feng took the attack instantly, without noticing the difference, and resisted with both palms. With just one strike, Ouyang Feng was forced to retreat several steps, and his palms trembled constantly.

The color of his face kept changing several times, and it was obvious that he had suffered internal injuries and was not feeling well.

"Hundred-step flying sword?"

"No! That's not right! You added something... What did you add?"

"Why have you become stronger after just over a month of not seeing you?" After letting out a long breath of bloody air, Ouyang Feng looked at Qiu Chuji with shining eyes.

Qiu Chuji certainly did not answer, but asked: "Why are you in Zhongnan Mountain? And... have you done all the things that need your help?"

"No! No! Your fight with me is not over yet. I still have some of my best moves to use. You are not allowed to run." Zhou Botong shouted at Ouyang Feng.

Ouyang Feng said coldly: "I have seen through your tricks a long time ago. And... you are far from being my opponent now. Wait until you are over fifty years old, then come and fight me again."

Without his own Kongming Fist and the Left-right Fighting Technique, Zhou Botong was still far from being at the level of one of the Five Great Masters. If he were to meet an enemy, he would only be able to demonstrate a few moves.

Just as Qiu Chuji had imagined before, it was about 0.5 level of Wang Chongyang, but at the level of a master, a little difference often makes a big difference.

Zhou Botong was naturally unconvinced and wanted to argue, but Ma Yu stepped forward and said to Zhou Botong: "Uncle Master! Niantong needs to change his diaper, go help Aunt Master."

Liu Yinggu was obviously more knowledgeable than her husband, and immediately called Zhou Botong over.

The two of them worked together to pull the unconvinced Zhou Botong away.

Qiu Chuji and Ouyang Feng had already walked to a secluded and deserted place.

"I have poisoned Jin Wushu with the soul-losing poison. He will be in a daze, half crazy and half insane for three months before he completely runs out of energy and dies."

"He will die without dignity. He will become ugly, weak, fragile and pitiful. Such a death of Jin Wushu will frighten more Jin generals and make their distrust of the Jin emperor reach the highest level." Ouyang Feng spoke without any emotional fluctuations. He did not regard Jin Wushu as his old employer or have any intention of having any close relationship with him.

When Qiu Chuji heard this, he just asked, "Is there anyone who can cure your poison?"

Ouyang Feng said: "Yes, there must be. There are many extraordinary people in the world. My poison cannot be said to be completely unsolvable, but Jin Wushu is already dying, and I used the tarsal soul-chasing poison. If I use mild medicine to treat it, I am afraid it may not be effective in three to five years. By then, the person will die and the poison will not be eliminated. If I use tiger and wolf medicine to forcibly remove the poison, there is a 99% probability that Jin Wushu will die directly." "I did what I promised, so when will you fulfill your promise?"

Qiu Chuji nodded and said, "Since I promised you, I will naturally do it."

"But since we are here to discuss martial arts, it won't be enough for just a few of us."

"In this vast world, who else can stand shoulder to shoulder with us?" Ouyang Feng asked proudly.

"The world is so big. If you are complacent, you are just looking at the world from a well!"

"Some time ago, I met a senior master named 'Dugu Qiubai'. With his guidance in swordsmanship, I have made some progress." Qiu Chuji did not mind telling Ouyang Feng about the existence of Dugu Qiubai. As long as he did not tell the specific location, Ouyang Feng would not be able to find him... Even if he did find him, looking for him would only add some fun to Dugu Qiubai's monotonous life.

Ouyang Feng's tricks of using poison were completely ineffective against Dugu Qiubai, an old man who lived on the gallbladder of Bosuqu snakes.

"Oh? There is actually such a master in this world?" Ouyang Feng expressed his disbelief.

Qiu Chuji then told him about the Dugu Four Swords. After Ouyang Feng listened with a look of surprise, he immediately believed most of it.

"He is indeed a master. It is a pity that I cannot meet such a master... It is Ouyang's pity!" As he said this, he looked at Qiu Chuji expectantly, obviously wanting to know more, and it would be best if he could tell him the secluded place of this senior.

As for the Four Swordsmen of Dugu, can they provide any real inspiration to Ouyang Feng?

That’s just so hollow.

How do the Four Swords of Dugu compare to Zhuangzi's "sword of the emperor, sword of the princes and sword of the common people"?

Who could directly comprehend the world-beating sword technique from such words?

"Since there is Dugu Qiubai, there may be other masters who have hidden themselves from the world."

"If we want to lure these masters out and work together to create magical skills, we have to come up with some methods that can make a sensation in the world."

On the way back, Qiu Chuji had thought a lot and had already sorted out his thoughts.

He has no shortage of magical skills, but he lacks the foundation to digest them quickly and thoroughly.

Facts have proven many times that fighting with others or colliding ideas with others is the fastest way to digest information.

Moreover, during a journey through the stars that he had just started not long ago, Qiu Chuji did not meet his "Daoyou" and waited in vain.

This made Qiu Chuji wonder whether he could meet a 'Daoist friend' on the star path to learn or trade techniques. It was not just a simple wait every month, but also required consumption of luck and destiny nodes. However, Yuxu Zhong did not tell him this, and he was confused before.

But judging from the summary of the rules, it should be like this.

The first time Qiu Chuji met Taoist Master Mi Jingzi was at the beginning of his time travel. That was the first turning point in his fate. Then he met Lai Buyi after he became Wang Chongyang's apprentice, which was another turning point in his fate.

The third time he met Emperor Jiajing was because he was involved in the martial arts vortex caused by Golden Swallow and Nine Yin Scriptures, and killed Qiu Qianren in the process.

Every time I meet a 'fellow Taoist', upon closer thought, I find that he is not completely without any trace.

"What are you going to do?" Ouyang Feng asked Qiu Chuji.

"I will issue a challenge in one month. I will go to Lin'an and take off Qin Hui's head!"

"Then, with this momentum, we will invite heroes from all over the world to come to Mount Zhongnan for a meeting!" Qiu Chuji said firmly.

Jin Wushu wanted to "kill him slowly" and make him appear to die in the internal strife of the Jin people, because although Jin Wushu was a great enemy in the eyes of the Song people, he was a great hero to the Jin people.

As for a guy like Qin Hui, he should be killed in a spectacular way, with the whole world knowing about it, making people happy and the mountains and rivers filled with blood.

(End of this chapter)