Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 73 Half Human, Half Ghost, Half God, Half Immortal (First Order)
call!call!call!
The heavily armored man about ten meters away was breathing heavily, and the heat emanating from his body seemed to ignite the air.

The small amount of exposed skin was an unnatural reddish-purple color.

He must have swallowed some kind of drug that stimulated his body's potential in advance, and now the manic effect of the drug was taking effect in his body.

Roar!
After a fierce roar, the big man rushed straight towards Qiu Chuji like a mad bull. It is not known how powerful this man is, but just looking at the heavy axe in his hands and the heavy armor he wears without the help of a warhorse, one can know that this man is born with supernatural powers.

Maybe he is not famous in the martial arts world, but in the army, he is considered a master at charging into battle.

At the same time, the sounds of bowstrings being loosened rang out one after another.

With powerful enemies in front and arrow nets on the side, there is no room for Qiu Chuji to escape, whether in heaven or on earth. The person who set up this ambush and killing plan obviously thinks highly of him.

But Qiu Chuji directly threw out the long mace that had been hanging on his waist, and the long mace drew a lightning-like arc through the air.

Wow!
Several roofs were blown off, and the archers in ambush lost their footing and fell down one after another.

At the same time, facing the large number of sharp arrows shooting at him, Qiu Chuji shook his cloak, creating a strong gust of wind. He just turned in the air, and the strong wind blew away many of the sharp arrows.

Qiu Chuji certainly doesn't have any tricks like the Great Shift of the Universe or the Change of the Stars, which can be used to redirect the force and use the same method against the opponent, but his skills are strong enough and his internal strength is deep... This is the most hard truth.

At first, Brother Gou didn’t know any special moves, but with his profound internal strength, he could directly counterattack and kill people.

Qiu Chuji kept walking, his cloak fluttering wildly, creating a strong wind. The rain of arrows that were shot at him had to turn back and scatter among the ambushing crowd, killing or injuring them.

The carefully planned trap now seems like a joke.

Bang!
The big man who had rushed over like a bull was sent flying backwards like a cannonball.

Natural supernatural power cannot compare to Jiazi's skill.

Besides, who can say that Qiu Chuji at this time did not have the same amazing power?
His overwhelming strength is just a very inconspicuous one among his many advantages.

At this moment, the sturdy man threw out two Xuanhua axes in the air, which rotated left and right and cut towards Qiu Chuji's head and abdomen.

Large nets were thrown over from the darkness not far away, and accompanied by the sound of springs, hooks with steel arrows also grabbed Qiu Chuji, trying to restrict his ability to move.

At the other end of the street, a wooden impeller was spinning rapidly. A large amount of mixed poison placed in front of the impeller was ignited by the fire and began to emit billowing poisonous smoke. The poisonous smoke quickly spread to the entire street along with the artificially fanned wind.

Qiu Chuji stretched out his hand to grasp the long mace that flew back to him, and with one strike he knocked away the two spinning Xuanhua axes. He then leaped into the air, up to a height of four or five feet, avoiding the first round of hooks and nets. However, a person in mid-air would immediately become an immobile dead target, and a large number of arrows were aimed at him again.

The trouble is, the poisonous smoke is gradually spreading over.

Even though Qiu Chuji had the detoxifying and anti-poisoning substances made by Huang Yaoshi on him, he was not careless at this moment.

He kicked in the air with both feet, and the internal force under his feet was like a transparent plane, lashing the air twice. The air, which originally could not be used as a force, gave Qiu Chuji a weak force, helping him to turn in the air, and fly up another three feet while hovering.

At this moment, Qiu Chuji was about nine zhang above the ground, which means he was about thirty meters away from the ground. At this distance, ordinary archers could not shoot arrows at all.

Qiu Chuji spread out his sleeves, and the wide sleeves were filled with wind. The wind helped him hover in the air like an eagle patrolling the earth. More than a dozen breaths passed, and he showed no intention of falling.

The ambushers below were all stunned to see Qiu Chuji circling in the sky and not coming down for a short period of time.

They didn't have a strong fighting spirit to begin with, but when they saw this scene, several of them knelt down on the spot, kowtowed heavily, and kept chanting something, which was always some words of begging for mercy or apologizing.

Qiu Chuji looked at the scene below, but he was not proud.

Qin Hui was the Grand Tutor of the current dynasty. This place was very close to Lin'an, but he arranged people to ambush and kill him, but they couldn't even withstand such a small thing... This country is rotten to the core.

If we say that the former Song Dynasty, although weak, could occasionally show some bravery towards the outside world, then the Song court after moving south had basically lost its last bit of bravery after Yue Fei's death.

If the capital area is like this, what hope can the soldiers in other places have?
Not wanting to get entangled with these people anymore, Qiu Chuji shook his sleeves, harnessed the wind, and began to slide away.

The principle of his gliding is somewhat similar to that of wing suit flying. Of course, his strong internal strength and the control of wind power by the Zhouliu Liuxu Gong also played a key role.

It is absolutely impossible for an ordinary person in the martial arts world to achieve the level of Qiu Chuji.

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Lin'an, Grand Tutor's Mansion.

Ouyang Feng, who came from afar, after going through layers of interrogation, finally saw Qin Hui hiding behind the screen through the human wall, which was almost the entire living room away.

Ouyang Feng couldn't see clearly what the person behind the screen looked like. He could only barely make out that the other person was wearing a red robe, was a bit fat, and had a short beard.

"Hmm... cough cough!" Qin Hui coughed a few times, then spat the turbid liquid in his mouth into the spittoon of the beauty kneeling on the ground, and then he let out a long breath.

There were five or six heaters in the living room, so even though the spring weather was chilly, people still didn't feel the slightest bit of cold. However, Ouyang Feng felt very uncomfortable, which was very different from when he met Jin Wushu in Zhongdu.

He could feel the condescending look from above, whereas Jin Wushu had at least been willing to show respect and humility.

Ouyang Feng... a man as vicious as a venomous snake, yet as resolute as a camel in the desert, temporarily suppressed his unhappiness at this moment, threw aside the housekeeper's previous instructions, and took the initiative to speak: "Prime Minister Qin! I heard that you arranged 300 people to ambush Qiu Chuji."

"This amount of manpower is far from enough. You must arrange at least three times more people to hold him back with their lives, and then release the poisonous smoke I gave him. It will take at least an incense stick of time to knock him out."

"Also, if he resists fiercely, you can do as I said before and capture a few children and threaten him with the lives of the babies to surrender."

Qin Hui just coughed twice more and said nothing. Instead, the housekeeper standing not far away scolded him, "How arrogant! How dare you, a scoundrel and a barbarian, gossip like this?"

When Ouyang Feng heard this, anger surged again and he secretly made up his mind that as long as he achieved his goal, he would kill Qin Hui sooner or later.

Including the people in this mansion...don't let any one go.

"Stop..." Qin Hui had just said one word when a voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"It's bad! Your Excellency, there is a lot of poisonous smoke in the front yard and the side yard. Many guards and soldiers are vomiting and fainting."

Qin Hui, who was hiding behind the screen, stood up immediately and began to retreat under the protection of his maids, guards and housekeepers.

At the same time, several gangsters from the martial arts world rushed in from the side hall and surrounded Ouyang Feng.

"Suspect me?" Ouyang Feng clenched his fists, feeling a little uneasy.

Before entering this small building, 99% of the poisons, hidden weapons and snake staff he carried with him were taken away. Although he still has martial arts skills, without those means, his ability to protect himself has undoubtedly dropped by more than half when he is not fighting alone.

But Ouyang Feng was Ouyang Feng after all. Even in such a situation, he did not panic, but carefully looked at the people who surrounded him.

"The Three Swords of Tiannan and the Yunyu Twins?"

"Are you worthy enough to fight me?"

Ouyang Feng moved his gaze away from the window beside him, and was ready to leave directly through the roof.

He could imagine that there must be a lot of archers standing outside the window.

Three middle-aged men, each holding a famous sword, and two handsome and feminine men in white holding folding fans and flutes, surrounded Ouyang Feng, but were not in a hurry to attack.

Seems to be waiting.

A moment later, as the last maid who followed Qin Hui evacuated from here, they drew their weapons.

A life-and-death battle has begun.

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In Lin'an City, in a house only about three or four hundred steps away from the Grand Tutor's Mansion, Wang Chongyang and others were gathered there.

This house is located in a corner of the backyard of a minister's residence.

Of course, the minister himself had already taken his wife and children to a farm outside the city to "recuperate" temporarily, and there were not many people left in the minister's mansion.

It wasn't just this minister. All the officials' residences adjacent to the Grand Tutor's Mansion had some 'problems' among their owners. They all moved to their own manors or villas outside the city, apparently fearing that they would be killed by the ruthless gangsters.

"Master Baiji has already used a wooden bird to throw poisonous smoke into the Grand Tutor's Mansion. What should we do next?" Lin Chaoying asked Wang Chongyang. Wang Chongyang said, "With Ouyang Feng's strength, it won't be easy to catch him. Wait... Wait until he messes up the Grand Tutor's Mansion, then I will rush in first, and you will support me outside."

Huang Yaoshi asked, "Where is Brother Qiu?"

Wang Chongyang said: "He will naturally do what he should do."

Qiu Chuji and Wang Chongyang had discussed the plan to assassinate Qin Hui many times.

Originally, their plan was to take advantage of the chaos to break into the Grand Tutor's Mansion after using Ouyang Feng, kill any 'creature' that looked like Qin Hui, and then carry out a head, whether it was the real body or a substitute, to announce it to the world.

But halfway through, they changed their plans.

To kill Qin Hui, we must truly and irrefutably kill him from everyone's heart.

The Qin Hui in the Grand Tutor's Mansion may be fake.

But Qin Hui in the palace is definitely real!
At this moment in Lin'an City, if there is any place safer than the Grand Tutor's Mansion, it must be the Imperial Palace.

Neither Qiu Chuji nor Wang Chongyang could guarantee that the real Qin Hui was in the palace, but as long as Qiu Chuji walked out of the palace carrying Qin Hui's head, that person would really be dead.

As for where his true body is?
Wang Chongyang and Qiu Chuji's two-pronged approach was to ensure that the man was physically destroyed and that he would never be given the opportunity to hide his identity, enjoy wealth and live to a ripe old age.

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The imperial palace in Lin'an City was expanded from the original palace.

It is located at the southern end of Lin'an City, from the eastern foot of Fenghuang Mountain to the south of Wansongling, east to the southern section of Zhonghe River, and south to the north of Brahma Temple. There are 30 halls, 33 halls, 4 halls, 7 towers, 20 pavilions, 1 pavilion, 6 platforms, 1 pavilion, and 90 pavilions.

Although they fled south to this place, their luxury and enjoyment did not diminish in the slightest.

In an originally deserted palace, Emperor Zhao Gou and Prime Minister Qin Hui were playing chess.

Just as Qiu Chuji and Wang Chongyang had expected, the real Qin Hui had been staying in the palace after estimating the time Qiu Chuji and others would arrive in Beijing, attempting to use the palace's strict guards and the masters trained from generation to generation to resist Qiu Chuji's "visit".

Even though Emperor Zhao Gou was very dissatisfied with this, it was difficult for him to really drive people away.

The fall of more than half of the country not only weakened the country's strength and territory, but also caused an imbalance in politics and power, which was quite chaotic.

Not only was Zhao Gou not a capable monarch, he was not even a capable person.

Therefore, although Qin Hui's power was not yet overwhelming, he was still shameless and stayed in the palace. The emperor had no way to drive him away or make a public statement, so he could only hold his nose and endure it.

In fact, Zhao Gou didn't quite believe that Qiu Chuji had the courage to break into the palace.

After all, he is the emperor, the son of heaven, and the ruler of a country. In this era, he represents all etiquette and rules.

Killing a treacherous prime minister can be said to be a way to clear the court, and it will be passed down to future generations and make you famous through the ages.

But killing the emperor, no matter what the reason, is likely to bring eternal infamy.

While alive, one cannot help but consider one's reputation after death.

Attacking the palace and killing people in it is tantamount to provoking the emperor and assassinating the king!
"Prime Minister Qin, will you leave the palace after tonight?" Zhao Gou twisted his body as if his butt had nails on it, then casually placed the pieces on the chessboard, his mind full of thoughts about the beauty he had just captured.

Qin Hui said: "Don't worry, your Majesty, everything is under the control of this old minister."

"Tonight we will catch all those thieves who are causing chaos in the capital and endangering the safety of the government!"

When Zhao Gou heard this, even with his intelligence, he felt that Qin Hui was insulting his intelligence.

"Well...well! I hope it's just as Prime Minister Qin said!" As he said that, he threw away the chess piece in his hand, without even looking at the chessboard where a fierce battle seemed to be going on and the outcome was unclear. His disgust for Qin Hui was already revealed on his face.

Although Zhao Gou and Qin Hui reached a tacit understanding in dealing with the Yue Fei incident, this does not mean that he had to rely on Qin Hui.

Eunuchs kept coming to report the situation outside.

Hearing that the Grand Tutor's Mansion was in chaos and that the Imperial Guards could not stop those daring and reckless people from the martial arts world, Zhao Gou couldn't help but think of some bad memories and trembled slightly.

"You said, that hill... hill..."

"Qiu Chuji!" Qin Hui glanced at the emperor who pretended not to remember his name and reminded him calmly.

"Yes! It's Qiu Chuji. He wouldn't really have the guts to break into the palace!" Zhao Gou asked in annoyance.

Qin Hui shouted: "Your Majesty! With an old minister protecting you, what do you have to fear?"

Before the words were completely finished, a clear voice came from the roof of the main hall, "I have lived in a travel den for more than ten years, with disheveled hair and long eyes, walking like a madman. Chongyangzi under the Begonia Pavilion, Taiyi Immortal in the lotus leaf boat. Nothing can leave the empty shell, some people can understand the afterlife. A smile at the mountain gate is free, the clouds are in the West Lake and the moon is in the sky."

"Qin Hui! You made it so hard for me to find you!"

As the voice fell, a Taoist in a dark green Taoist robe and a long mace on his waist had already knocked over two palace masters and walked in with ease.

Behind him, a large number of imperial guards, eunuchs, and palace masters followed with knives, swords, and halberds. They did not seem to be surrounding him, but rather, they looked like they were following this man and charging towards the front of the palace.

Upon hearing this, Qin Hui shuddered instinctively and then retreated behind Zhao Gou.

Gulu!
Several heads rolled to the feet of Zhao Gou and Qin Hui.

Nanhai Mingtuo, Divine Hand Yu Tai, Guiyi Divine Sword Wang Anyuan, Taihu Feihong Liu Suian, were all famous martial arts masters who also received a salary from the court. At this moment, their heads rolled to their feet, all of them died with their eyes open, and there seemed to be some doubts left in their white eyeballs.

"Kill! Kill him!" Zhao Gou screamed like a girl.

Then a large number of imperial guards rushed forward.

boom!
A golden light burst out, and a huge force opened it up.

Dozens of soldiers were slapped out of the hall by Qiu Chuji, and were hit by swords, spears, axes and halberds, but they couldn't even scratch the oily skin on Qiu Chuji's body.

However, Qiu Chuji's steps were still steady. He swung the long mace in his hand, and more than a dozen people rolled to the ground and fell outside the hall or deeper into the palace.

Several masters of the Imperial Palace who were skilled in grappling and locking acupoints rushed out, and with their sharp claws, they fiercely grabbed Qiu Chuji's vital points, trying to find his weak spot and break his hard qigong.

But as Qiu Chuji's body trembled slightly, their hands and feet were shattered and they flew out powerlessly.

No matter how many masters or palace guards you have, Qiu Chuji seems to be in an empty space all the way.

Zhao Gou and Qin Hui were pulling each other, retreating all the way, and acting as shields for each other. The calmness and composure they had when playing chess together just now completely disappeared at this moment.

"Kill him! I order you to kill him!"

"Take his head and I will make you a marquis!" Zhao Gou's scream echoed throughout the palace.

However, Qiu Chuji's figure flashed past him like a ghost, then he touched his neck quietly and unnoticed by anyone, and then reached out and grabbed Qin Hui's neck.

"You...are you a human or a ghost?" Qin Hui asked tremblingly as he looked at Qiu Chuji, who was glowing with golden light.

"Why don't you ask if I am a god or an immortal?" Qiu Chuji asked with a sneer.

Qin Hui's knees immediately weakened: "Great Immortal, please spare me! Great Immortal, please spare me, I... I am not the old villain Qin Hui, I... My name is Wu Bo, I am just a stand-in, I am just a stand-in!"

Upon hearing this, Qiu Chuji said coldly: "It doesn't matter!"

After saying that, he stretched out his hand to grab a long knife, and with a flick of his hand, Qin Hui's two arms selfishly separated from his dirty body and soul, and blood splattered.

The blood plasma splashed all over Zhao Gou's face, scaring him so much that he rolled on the ground, screaming in shock.

(End of this chapter)