Journey to the West: Begins with Tiger Vanguard

Chapter 128 Got what I wanted!
Looking at the prompt data that suddenly appeared in front of me again.

Looking at the huge bald head with wide eyes and a face full of fear flying out, looking at the blood gushing out of the neck of the headless corpse because the "immobilization" magic power had failed.

Qi Hu put away the "Frost" axe in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, he collected the headless corpse in front of him. As for the fat bald head covered in blood, he didn't care and let it fall into the town below.

immediately.

Only then did Qi Hu realize that there were a few drops of the fat monk's blood on his black robe.

He was too close just now, and the monk was fat and big-eared, and his blood was very strong. When blood spurted from the neck of the corpse, he was not able to pay attention in time and was splashed.

That's the trouble with wearing mundane clothes.

If I were to change into a magical weapon-level robe, there wouldn't be such trouble.

"unlucky."

Those few points have a strong smell of blood.

It was especially clear in Qi Hu's nose, and he cursed in a low voice.

He had to immediately take out a similar black robe from his magical power storage space and put it on.

Done all this.

He was not in a hurry to leave, but looked towards the town below, and his mind once again swept across the remaining area as before.

soon.

Qi Hu swept the entire town with his spiritual sense and found no other cultivators.

then.

He flew straight towards the compound where the bald monk had been before.

In the huge courtyard.

When looking at Qi Hu who was dressed in a black robe and arrived with an extremely astonishing momentum.

The maids and servants who were standing in the courtyard with their heads poked out were immediately frightened and fell to their knees with their heads bowed to the ground.

Looking at these people who were afraid but their movements were quite skillful.

Qi Hu ignored him and walked straight to the main hall in the courtyard.

Walk into the main hall.

He saw a large dining table filled with a wide variety of food, and next to the table, there were several beautiful maids wearing undergarments and bellybands.

At this moment, Qi Hu, with an intimidating aura, glanced over with an icy gaze as if it were real.

One by one, they knelt down like the servants outside.

Qi Hu ignored him and continued walking towards the room behind the main hall.

soon.

When he walked into a small room behind the main hall.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw a small altar placed in the middle of the room.

There were all kinds of strange-looking magical instruments and other things on the altar.

Just looking at it made Qi Hu feel a little uncomfortable, simply a sensory discomfort.

then.

Qi Hu waved his hand.

"boom!"

The small altar and a number of magical instruments exploded and shattered immediately, and the entire room was swept away by the aftermath in an instant.

Finish these.

Qi Hu then turned around and left the room, heading towards the main hall.

I saw a dozen more good-looking women in the main hall, kneeling together, many of them were covered in injuries.

After Qi Hu glanced at them, he said calmly: "The monk is dead, you can all make a living."

Say it.

Qi Hu strode out of the hall, and then in front of a group of servants kneeling on the ground outside the yard, he walked step by step into the air, then rode away on a cloud, and disappeared into the night sky in the blink of an eye.

When Qi Hu just left.

In the courtyard below, cries were soon heard.

Dark night.

The battle that broke out above the town was fierce but short.

Naturally, not many people noticed it.

It was somewhat unexpected that I saw it, but in the blink of an eye, the faint light in the dark night sky above my head quickly returned to darkness, so I just thought it was an eye illusion.

When the bald monk was killed, those who were directly enslaved by him were affected.

However, in such an ownerless town, without the bald man, there will be other Taoists, monks, monsters and other wandering cultivators.

After all, life is short and suffering, and spiritual practice is even more difficult.

This relatively lively small town is still very attractive to some low-level monks who want to enjoy themselves.

Left the town.

Qi Hu rode a cloud straight up into the sky, rushing towards the direction of the Western Liang Women's Kingdom in the east.

When they rushed all the way to the sky above the capital of the Western Liang Women's Kingdom.

It was already midnight.

Qi Hu stood high in the sky, looking at the big city below. No matter the size of the city, the number of houses in the city, or the brightness of the lights, it was obviously better than many daughter capitals of Chechi Kingdom. He immediately passed the message to his Jinshan Temple manager, the ghost bear monster Xiong Er.

Soon.

The henchman Xiong Er then brought the news that the king was fine and had fallen asleep peacefully.

Qi Hu didn't stop, turned around and flew straight towards the huge city with bright lights below.

soon.

A divine thought swept over.

Qi Hu didn't care and let it sweep by.

next second.

"It turns out that Brother Qi Dao is here."

A huge and cold voice came from the city below.

Followed by.

Then I saw a white figure flying out from the tallest building in the capital city and straight into the sky.

Qi Hu looked at the Shushan female cultivator in a white feather robe flying over, with a cold and beautiful face and a cold and ethereal temperament, and said, "Fellow Daoist Nangong, please forgive me for visiting you so late at night."

"Brother Qi Dao, you are too polite."

Looking at Qi Shanjun, who was tall, dignified, and handsome, but with a wild nature, he was completely different from his senior and junior brothers in the sect. The black robe he wore further highlighted his heroic aura that was beyond words.

Uh, that black robe is a bit off.
Nangong Qing suppressed her surprise, bowed her hands, and said with a smile: "If it weren't for Brother Qi's help today, it would not be easy for me to escape from this predicament."

talking.

Nangong Qing immediately extended her hand and said, "Brother Qi, please."

Face the other party's invitation.

Qi Hu, who came with a clear purpose, would not be polite. He bowed and flew towards the city below.

Not long after.

When following Nangong Qingluo to the gate of the huge tower.

Then, several male and female disciples in blue and white robes were seen walking out of the tower gate quickly and standing on both sides of the tower gate according to their cultivation strength.

At this time, they saw the head deacon and a stranger arriving, and they immediately saluted in unison: "Welcome, Master!"

"Brother Qi Dao"

Seeing this scene, Nangong Qing immediately smiled and said, "Please"

"please"

Seeing the other party's preparations, Qi Hu smiled politely and walked towards the tower.

When it comes to the sense of ritual, the demon race really cannot compare to the human race.

And speaking of aesthetics, although there are no precious items such as gold, silver, gemstones and luminous pearls placed lavishly in this tower, the rooms, doors, windows, corridors, carved beams and painted buildings are of exquisite craftsmanship, and are completely exquisite in their low-keyness.

From this we can also see the difference between the human race and the demon race.

Following Nangong Qing all the way to the top floor of the tower, I entered a spacious hall with increasingly exquisite decoration.

Nangong Qing ordered the blue-robed female disciple who was building the foundation to prepare tea.

Qi Hu sat down in the guest seat, and his eyes naturally swept across the entire hall and fell on Nangong Qing.

Nangong Qing looked at Qi Hu and smiled, "My younger sister Nangong Qing is temporarily the permanent steward of the Xiliang Women's Kingdom. I wonder which sect Brother Qi Dao learned from?"

After hearing the other party introduce himself, he asked about himself.

Qi Hu shook his head and said, "I have no sect or school, I am just a cultivator from the outside world."

Hear this.

Nangong Qing was obviously a little surprised, because judging from the spells that Brother Qi had used before and the aura he exuded now, the other party's skills not only did not have the slightest hint of a casual cultivator, but were also exceptionally bright and pure, and one could tell at a glance that he had an extraordinary origin.

How could I not be surprised and astonished when I heard the other party say that he had no sect or school?

However, after practicing for many years, she also knew that some disciples from overseas immortal mountains or unknown hidden immortal sects would not easily reveal their master's background when walking in the world.

At this time, I heard the other party say this.

She naturally thought that Brother Qi Dao should be like this, and she would not be rude to ask more questions.

At this time.

Two blue-robed female disciples brought a tea tray and began to serve tea to Qi Hu.

After watching the other party's movements being smooth, continuous, natural, and light, and performing a very aesthetic ritual.
Qi Hu sniffed the faint fragrance coming from the tea, and felt his spiritual power being touched. He knew that this should be the so-called spiritual tea that he had missed before but had never tasted. Today he could finally get what he wanted.

When he watched the blue-robed female disciple in front of him perform a tea-making performance that could be described as artistic, and then watched the tea finally brewed and poured into the jade cup, the refreshing hot steam spontaneously rose above the rim of the cup, sometimes changing into the shape of a tree, and sometimes changing into mist in the shape of raindrops.

Qi Hu was also genuinely surprised. This spiritual tea was indeed extraordinary.

However, he had already mastered the art of cultivating his Qi, and although he was surprised in his heart, his expression was very calm.

opposite.

Nangong Qing watched his disciple finish brewing tea, and then smiled and said, "Brother Qi, this is my famous tea from Shu Mountain, called "New Rain". Please."

"New Rain."

Qi Hu looked at the tea in front of him, and when he heard the poetic name, he immediately thought of a noun from his previous life. Thinking that it was late autumn, he subconsciously said softly: "After the rain in the empty mountains, the weather turns to autumn late."

Saying,

Qi Hu picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp.

Immediately, I felt an extraordinary sense of relaxation and refreshment all over my body, which really lived up to the name of "New Rain".

But Nangong Qing on the opposite side was now focusing on the two lines of poetry that Qi Hu had just subconsciously whispered.

"After empty mountains and new rain, the weather is late to autumn"

Nangong Qing hummed softly, her pair of cold and beautiful eyes becoming brighter and brighter. She looked at Qi Hu and said with a smile, "Brother Qi Dao, this line of poetry is really beautiful and very appropriate for the occasion. Do you have any other poems?"

Hear this.

Qi Hu shook his head and smiled: "No, it's just that your tea is so good that I was inspired to write this poem."

Although he could still remember the two lines "The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks", there was no need to say them.

This magical tea "New Rain" is indeed worthy of the famous quote that has been passed down through the ages.

"Inspiration"

Nangong Qing's beautiful eyes brightened when she heard this, and she smiled at Qi Hu and said, "Brother Qi, although he was just expressing his feelings, he has given the best interpretation of our sect's famous tea. To express my gratitude, I will give you some magical tea later, and you must not refuse."

Qi Hu was a little greedy for this spiritual tea. He had indeed given a famous sentence from ancient times to Nangong Qing and Shushan Sect. With the blessing of the famous sentence from ancient times, he thought that the reputation of this "Xinyu" tea would definitely be raised to a higher level in the future. So he said with a smile, "Your sect's "Xinyu" tea is good. I would be disrespectful to refuse it."

"That's good, that's good."

Nangong Qing looked at Qi Hu and smiled, her beautiful eyes sparkling.

Time passed slowly.

After a pot of tea.

Qi Hu, who had said all that needed to be said, stood up and bowed, saying, "Fellow Daoist Nangong, it's getting late. I won't keep you any longer. I'm sorry to bother you with what I just said."

“It’s no trouble”

Nangong Qing also stood up and said with a smile: "The three monsters of Black Bone Mountain have been causing trouble for the world for many years, and they have a deep hatred for me. Brother Qi Dao killed the three brothers. Whether it is for the world, for me, or for those innocent people who died at the hands of them, it will be a good thing."

"Compared to what Brother Qi Dao said, it's nothing."

"In a month, all those things will be ready."

At this point, Nangong Qing looked at Qi Hu and smiled, "Brother, will you come to pick it up in person, or will I deliver it to your door in person?"

Qi Hu smiled and said, "My mountain gate is remote, so I won't bother you, Nangong Daoist. I will come and get it when the time comes."

"That's okay."

Hearing this, Nangong Qing nodded and said, "Then I won't keep Brother Qi."

After some pleasantries.

"Farewell."

Qi Hu did not delay any longer. He bowed and walked to the spacious open terrace outside the hall. Clouds appeared under his feet and he flew quickly towards the distant sky, disappearing into the night sky in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the direction where the black-robed figure disappeared.

Nangong Qing, dressed in a white feather robe, stood in front of the terrace, silent for a long time.

When Qi Hu arrived at Chechi Kingdom and Jinshan Temple.

It was the middle of the night.

After briefly asking the steward, the ghost Xiong Er, a few questions about the king's situation.

Qi Hu didn't bother him either.

He went straight back to the quiet room in the corner tower in the backyard.

He took out the spiritual tea "Xinyu" that he had obtained from Nangong Qing of the Western Liang Women's Kingdom not long ago, and brewed a pot of it himself.

Watching the ever-changing mist rising from the teacup beside me, the room was filled with a strange fragrance.

Qi Hu drank it in one gulp, and felt that the fatigue and exhaustion from the countless miles of traveling back and forth between Jindou Mountain, Xiliang Women's Kingdom, and Chechi Kingdom that day had mostly dissipated.

Sit at the table.

After quietly drinking a pot of "Xinyu" tea.

The eastern sky was already filled with a cloud of white.

It was already dawn.

Only then did Qi Hu sit on the futon.

next second.

A mini yellow cushion the size of a palm, emitting a faint glow, suddenly appeared in one of his hands.

In the other hand, there was an extra long tin staff that was also emitting a faint light.

These two items were the magical instruments he obtained when he killed the bald monk who was behind the murder of King Chechi.

The cushion is a defensive treasure. Whether it is placed on the head or under the feet, when it is activated, it can stimulate several rays of light to form a net shield to protect the body.

However, there is a gap on this small cushion.

That was caused by Qi Hu, who was holding a high-grade magic weapon, the Frost Axe, and chopped off the bald man's head, which forcibly broke through the defense of the cushion.

In order to restore this cushion to its original state, it must be nurtured with spiritual power for a long time.

As for the tin staff, it was not damaged. Unfortunately, Qi Hu would definitely not be able to use it. He would see whether to give it to his eldest brother or second brother or have a chance to sell it in the future.

Harvesting two magical instruments at once can be considered a great harvest.

Unfortunately, both magic weapons are of low grade.

However, if the grades of these two magical weapons were higher, the bald man would not have been hiding to murder the king, but would have directly rushed to Chechi Kingdom to cause trouble for Qi Hu.

Before, after killing the bald man, we rushed to the Western Liang Women's Kingdom.

The soul that emerged from the bald corpse that Qi Hu swallowed on the road.

After turning his soul into a ghost.

He then clearly understood why the bald man wanted to murder the king.

At the same time, he also learned that the five concubines who were abducted many years ago were all done by the bald man, another bald man, and the former national teacher Benzhen Bald Three Monks.

They all wanted to have a taste of the king's concubine, so they teamed up to act.

No wonder that when the incident happened, the National Master was delayed by something and failed to arrive in time.

There was no investigation afterwards. He did it himself, so what are they investigating?
The three monks were either expelled from their sect or betrayed it, but they were birds of a feather.

At that time, each of them occupied a piece of land to practice.

But the best one is that of Monk Benzhen.

Later, Benzhen was killed by Qi Huzhen. The other monk was afraid of being implicated, so he fled and went west.

As for the remaining bald man, the one who was killed today, he was good at some evil techniques. Not only did he not run away, he also found the soul of Monk Benzhen, imprisoned him, and wanted to refine it for his own use.

But his true soul, which had temporarily regained consciousness, asked him to promise to help him take revenge before he was willing to be refined.

In the next twenty years.

The bald man was lucky enough to break through from the late stage of foundation building and condense the relic into a relic. It became a Buddhist relic that was as famous as the Taoist golden elixir and the demon clan's Yuan elixir, and his cultivation strength increased greatly.

But the other party had just been promoted three years ago, a few years slower than Qi Hu. After hearing that Qi Hu had also made a breakthrough, he did not dare to come to Chechi Country and face Qi Hu directly.

Instead, he chose to slowly do things later.

Kill the King of Chechi Kingdom first, then kill Qi Hu. This is what the monk promised to the former National Master of Chechi Kingdom.

But he didn't expect that Qi Hu could use his super tricks to find him so quickly, directly and instantly.

That's why he died on the spot.

However, the above secret information.

Qi Hu didn't plan to tell the king. After all, knowing would only increase his resentment and trouble. So he just told the other party that the mastermind behind the incident was dead.

Put away the two magical instruments.

Immediately in Qi Hu's palm, there appeared a small object the size of an adult's thumb, emitting a black and gold glow all over.

This is the condensation of the bald head who died in his hands before, which is equivalent to the golden elixir of Taoist practitioners and the Yuandan of demon practitioners: the relic.

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