Phaseless evolution

Chapter 170 Facing Qiao Feng
Three days later, Qin Changfeng walked out of Shaolin in white clothes.

At this time, when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, there is no one to see him off, except for a third-generation disciple with a bag on his back.

And this disciple is named Xu Zhu.

Leaving Shaolin, Qin Changfeng immediately felt as if the sea was wide enough to jump into a fish. A group of senior uncles and senior uncles, plus the unfathomable sweeping monk, made him really feel a little uncomfortable.

Relatively speaking, the Northern Song Dynasty was still a relatively wealthy dynasty. Although the war was not good, the economy was still doing well. Isn't that what all the history books say?

Theoretically, the living standards of the people in such a dynasty should be relatively good, but this is not the case. There are as many bandits and robbers along the way!
As long as they can survive, who wants to go up the mountain and become a bandit?
If they really live and work in peace and contentment, why is the beggar gang so powerful?

So the rich are only dignitaries and the imperial court.

Of course, these things are not about Qin Changfeng's business, but from time to time, bandits who will appear in the middle of the road and shout "I drove this road, and I planted this tree..." annoy him. Very annoying.

Now that there is no title task, he has no interest in killing bandits.

According to the information obtained from the disciples of the Beggars' Sect, Master Qiao is currently in the northwest border, leading the disciples of the Beggars' Sect to help the frontier army resist the invasion of Xixia.

Yes, the Beggar Gang has been secretly helping Da Song to resist foreign enemies and protect the country and the people, but in order not to attract the attention of the enemy, they have used all their strength to attack the Beggar Gang. The reason for leaking is that not many people outside know about it, and even inside the Beggar Clan, they are strictly guarded against secrets.

Qin Changfeng was going to Xixia to look for Li Qiushui, so he made a stop now.

It’s just that Shaoshi Mountain is located in Henan Prefecture on the Northwest Road of Jingbei in the Northern Song Dynasty. To go to Xixia Kingdom, you have to go west to Shanzhou, Jiezhou, and Hezhong Prefecture on Yongxingjun Road, then turn northwest, go to Fangzhou, Yanzhou, Ganquan, and finally Yan’an Prefecture. Then go through the security army to reach Hongzhou in Xixia.

This is just entering the territory of Xixia. If you want to see the Xixia empress dowager who loves beautiful boys, you have to continue to travel northwest along the frontier to Yanzhou, Xiping Prefecture Xingzhou, Huaizhou, until you reach Xingqing where the Xixia Palace is located. government.

All in all, it's far.

And tired!
Entering the northwest boundary, the road gradually turns into mountains and grasslands. When the weather is dry, the yellow sand hits the face and the wind blows like a knife.

At this time, Qin Changfeng found a convoy from the Escort Bureau and went with him along the way.

This escort agency is called Weiyuan Escort Agency, and the head of the escort, Lin Bao, is a lay disciple of Shaolin. He naturally welcomes Qin Changfeng, a fellow Shaolin second-generation disciple, because the closer to the border, the greater the possibility of encountering danger. The two Shaolin disciples are also two good combat power.

"Little uncle, when can we see Chief Qiao?" On a carriage dragging grain and grass, Xu Zhu with a tired expression looked at Qin Changfeng who was sitting cross-legged and was carving wood and asked distressedly.

At that time, he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he was really ugly, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, upturned nostrils, protruding ears, and thick lips.

With such an uncanny appearance, Qin Changfeng, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, had to lament that God treated him too kindly when he saw it for the first time.

The reason why Qin Changfeng chose him to accompany him among the hundreds of disciples of the third generation in Shaolin was naturally to complete the second main task. However, more than a month has proved that his plan has completely failed.

Because it is really an impossible task for this dull and upright little monk to be friends with his uncle.

Qin Changfeng heard this question just now for the fifth time in a day, and immediately replied angrily: "Whether he can see him, anyway, traveling with me is not much better than picking dung and growing vegetables in the temple? "

"Disciple doesn't mean that", Xu Zhu only thought that he was really angry, got up quickly and apologized: "Disciple, disciple..."

He was not good at eloquence, so he hesitated for a long time, but he couldn't explain why.

In fact, he has been wondering, there are so many disciples of the lower generation in the temple, why did this little uncle choose himself who has nothing to do?

Unexpectedly, at this moment, for some reason, there is a loud "bang" sound ahead, the poor horse pulling the cart is frightened, throws off its hooves and gallops forward, and even the carriage behind is violently bumped, Xu Zhu can't stand still, " Ah!" and fell backwards. If he fell off the carriage and was stepped on by the horse behind, he would be seriously injured if he did not die.

At this moment, a big hand stretched out in front of him, and he grabbed it naturally, followed by a strong force, pulling him back to the carriage to stand firm.

"Thank you uncle for saving me!" Xu Zhu who was in shock immediately saluted and thanked him.

Qin Changfeng withdrew his palm and gave a hum, but looked forward.

Amidst the sound of ping-pong-pong fighting, Lin Bao had already led his bodyguards to fight with the enemy, and the fighting situation was very worrying.

Most of the opponents were wearing the iron armor of the Xixia Army, and each of them was very skilled. It was obviously not an ordinary army. Although there were only about [-] people in them, they suppressed the bodyguards. In just a moment, seven or eight people died in the bodyguard bureau. Blood flowed all over the place.

Qin Changfeng flicked his fingers, and a flying arrow shot out, piercing the eyebrows of a Xixia warrior [-] meters away, and the arrow flashed directly from the back of the man's head, and shot another warrior in the chest. With a bang, it was blown to a bloody mess on the spot, and it was not enough to lie on the ground without breathing.

"Monk Wuna, which sect's disciples dare to meddle in the affairs of Xixia Yipintang?"

"One Grade Hall?"

Qin Changfeng showed a thoughtful look, and looked at the person who made the sound, only to see that this person was tall and tall with a big nose, and he seemed to be the leader of these people by his clothes.

Immediately, the tiptoes touched the grain and grass under the feet, and the man jumped out of the air, rushing towards the big man, no matter which Xixia warrior he encountered on the way, he would all be killed on the spot with his palm.

It wasn't that the Xixia warriors fought back, but they couldn't get within two feet at all. They watched the monk rampage, and no one could stop him.

In a hundred steps, ten people were killed in a row, and the clothes were not stained with blood, just like killing gods in white clothes!
Seeing this, the big-nosed officer's eyes were horrified, and he screamed in his heart: I knew this monk was so powerful, why should I provoke him!I can't escape now, so why not...

boom!
The master of Yipintang bent his knees, knelt down and shouted in unfamiliar Chinese: "Master, please forgive me, I surrender!"

"Ok?"

Qin Changfeng thought that he would risk his life like other Western Xia warriors, but he didn't expect to be such a softie.

"Kill my compatriots, thinking that surrendering will save me from death? How could such a good thing be!"

At this moment, there was a burst of footsteps coming from the front, and someone shouted angrily at the same time, and then a group of beggars came quickly, led by a big man.

"Sect Leader Qiao?" Qin Changfeng took two steps forward and smiled slightly.

The big man is tall and tall, 26 years old, wearing a gray old cloth robe, which is slightly tattered, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, high nose and wide mouth, and a square face with Chinese characters. Although he looks young, his expression is quite weathered. , When looking coldly and looking forward, it is extremely powerful.

Among the beggars' gang, there is no other choice but Qiao Feng for such a dignified person at such an age.

Just as Qin Changfeng was sizing him up, the big man who was most likely Qiao Feng walked in front of him and suddenly his eyes froze, and then he raised his hand, and Huo Ran slapped him from a distance of nearly ten feet.

While the palm wind whizzed, I vaguely heard the sound of a dragon chant, it was the subduing dragon palm technique!

As I said before, although these melee palms are exquisite, their palm strength is extremely difficult to leave the body, and the farther the distance, the weaker the power. At this time, Qiao's gang leader's skill is already very deep.

Qin Changfeng stood still on the spot, with his left hand together, the five fingers grasped empty, clenched into an empty fist, and also struck out with one palm.

"boom!"

"when!"

The two abnormal noises sounded almost simultaneously, and dozens of people around looked at the white-robed monk in unison. Apart from surprise, their eyes were full of admiration.

It turned out that not only the palm in front of him was blocked by him, but also the Xixia people's sneak attack behind him was completely useless!
The big man was slashed back two steps by Qin Changfeng's palm. He was also slightly startled, and then he laughed loudly: "What a strong palm, what a diamond is not bad. Unexpectedly, Shaolin's unique skill that has not been seen in a hundred years has reappeared in the world. Qiao is able to meet him today, he is really lucky, I wonder if it is a Shaolin monk who is in front of him?"

"I don't dare to be an eminent monk, Shaolin Huiyu, a poor monk, and my mentor is called Xuanku." Qin Changfeng smiled lightly, and at the same time reached out his hand to lift the dumbfounded Xixia officer out from behind like a chick by his neck.

Gang Leader Qiao just saw him secretly pulling out his dagger to attack Qin Changfeng, so he suddenly shot.

It's just that Qin Changfeng deliberately blocked him, and he had already taken the Holy Spirit Pill on the way, which raised the true cultivation level of the King Kong Indestructible Magical Art to the late stage of the fifth level. A sneak attack by an ordinary samurai?

What's more, it was of great use for him to keep this person, that's why Qiao Feng didn't let him beat him to death.

At the same time, Qiao Feng, who heard Qin Changfeng's answer, was both surprised and delighted, and said, "It turns out that he is a disciple of Master Xuanku. No wonder he has such strong skills. Shaolin's unique skills are well-deserved."

He has been taught by Xuanku for ten years, and he has very strong feelings. Hearing that Qin Changfeng is Xuanku's disciple, it is like meeting a brother. There is no reason to be unhappy, so there is no obstacle to speaking of compliments , Anyway, he is boasting about his family, so why not be embarrassed.

"Where, speaking of which, the poor monk should call him Senior Brother." Qin Changfeng began to make a connection without saying a word.

At this time, the disciples of the beggar gang who had already dealt with the rest of the warriors approached, and one of the old beggars with nine cloth bags on his body smiled and said: "Guard master, master, we can come here as soon as we get the news, maybe Xixia's reinforcements are also here." We're on the way, so it's not advisable to stay here for a long time, it's not too late to catch up on the past after returning to the military camp."

Qin Changfeng had nothing to do, he carried the Yipintang officer who had been knocked out by his palm, and walked side by side with Qiao Feng, his footsteps were like flying, and he was carrying a big man of one or two hundred catties, which was as light as nothing.

All the disciples of the Beggar Clan were amazed when they saw it. Thinking that their leader was knocked back two steps by this frighteningly young monk, the elder Song couldn't help but stepped forward and asked, "Dare to ask that the palm technique Master used before was from Shaolin?" Which unique skill can resist the leader's subduing dragon palm technique, it is really extraordinary."

Qin Changfeng knew that they were a little unconvinced, so he directly explained: "It's the Mount Sumeru palm. Once this palm is practiced, it can be as far as you want. It doesn't weaken the palm strength because of the distance, so it was actually a poor monk just now. It's a coincidence, if the senior brother strikes the palm within three feet, the result will be hard to tell."

(End of this chapter)