Reincarnation Guest of All Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 121
Three days later, Northwest Road.

At this time, Qi Huan had already removed the green dragon mask on his face.

At this time, Qi Huan had a thick beard on his face, and was wearing a thick leather jacket. He completely restrained his aura, revealing his innate aura. He was carrying a large package on his back, and held a heavy ring knife in his hand.

He looked like a big man in the Northwest, and even Rang Qihuan's mother couldn't recognize him as his son for a while.

Besides, Qi Huan rarely traveled in the Jianghu, and no one knew his identity.

The current attire, one is to make myself conform to the temperament of the people in the Northwest, and not appear to be a maverick, and the other is to wear the green dragon mask, which is really conspicuous, and it is simply a target on the bright side.

Five days after the agreement between Gong Ziyu and Wan Jiang, he was in the Wangjiang Pavilion, but Qi Huan arrived early. Although Qi Huan was not too worried about Wan Jiang playing tricks, he always had to be on guard.

Wangjiang Pavilion, a famous place on Northwest Road.

The so-called Wangjiang refers to the Baijiang before Wangjiang Pavilion.

The northwest was originally a place of bitter cold, and the weather was hot and dry, but there was a Baijiang River running through the northwest.

Wangjiang Pavilion is located in the upper reaches of the Baijiang River. The scenery here is picturesque, and there are singing, singing and dancing.

In the northwest, Wangjiang Pavilion is a place that can be compared with Qinhuai in the south. Qinhuai has eight colors, and Wangjiang Pavilion also has four seasons flowers.

Although Qi Huan rushed to the northwest city two days in advance, he did not go to the Wangjiang Pavilion. He found an inn next to the Wangjiang Pavilion and lived in the third floor of the inn.

Being condescending, Qi Huan can control the things around Wangjiang Pavilion. Even if he really encounters an ambush, Qi Huan can leave calmly.

Upstairs, after eating the food delivered by Xiao Er, Qi Huan took out five copper coins and performed calculations.

"Acquired calculus" is a strange art that Qi Huan used to pinch his fingers to do calculations before, but later, Qi Huan gradually felt that it was inconvenient, so he still borrowed Wen Wang's gossip copper coins to perform it.

Five copper coins made the hexagram, and Qi Huan quietly deduced it, but it was auspicious!

"It seems that I did not encounter any danger during this trip to look at the river!" Qi Huan murmured.

Of course, Qi Huan, who should be watching, will still pay attention. Qi Huan doesn't judge people by breath now. With Qi Huan's realm, if there are really heavenly beings ambushing Qi Huan, Qi Huan won't be able to feel it.

But with the help of feng shui, Qi Huan can directly look at the luck on a person's head. The breath can change, how can the luck be changed?

Those who can achieve heaven and man are all people with great luck. Naturally, such a person cannot hide Qi Huan's strange skills.

At the inn next to Wangjiang Pavilion, Qi Huan observed for two days, but he didn't find anything wrong. At the same time, he didn't find a master of great luck with red and purple auspicious clouds on his head.

In addition, Wangjiang Pavilion's geomantic omen is excellent, matching with his own situation, it is indeed auspicious.

After doing many calculations, there was no trace of danger, so Qi Huan gradually felt relieved.

At noon on the fifth day, Qi Huan saw an old man wearing the costume of Wanjiange from upstairs, with a Yangshen cultivation all over his body.

Qi Huan looked at the luck on his head, although it was mysterious, it was not to the point where he could become a celestial being.

In the evening, Qi Huan changed his face, dressed in a southern Confucian robe and a green dragon mask, took out his sword from the package, and sneaked behind the old man.

"I want something, did you bring it?" Qi Huan asked
The old man turned around and saw a strange man wearing a green dragon mask. His pavilion master had already told him that this man was powerful in force and moody, so he had to be polite to him.

The old man cupped his hands slightly, and said, "But Young Master Yu, the head of the Seven Dragons of the Azure Dragon Society!"

Under the Qinglong mask, the man said: "No one from the Qinglong Association dares to impersonate! Where are my things?"

Hearing Qi Huan's voice, the old man thought that his pavilion master was right, this man was indeed moody.

Immediately, he took out a long sword from the sword box on his back, and the old man held the sword and said, "This sword is a sharp weapon in the world. The blade is three feet seven inches, and the net weight is seven catties and 13 taels."

This is a plain-looking sword, dark, long and narrow, ancient and mysterious.

Qi Huan took the sword and said, "What's the name of this sword?"

The old man said: "Seven Dragon Heads, this sword has no name. It was made by a master craftsman of my Wanjiange 30 years ago using cold iron from outside the sky. It is the pinnacle sword in his life. Be tied to a high building, you are his first master."

Qi Huan said: "Okay, Wuming, this name is good, my Azure Dragon Society only has a code name but no name, this sword is called Wuming!"

The old man was a little embarrassed when he heard Qi Huan's words. The name was chosen too casually. Could it be that the person in front of him is really a lunatic.

……

Northwest Road to the extreme west, Qi Huan is still wearing a Confucian uniform at this time, wearing a green dragon mask, and carrying a black long sword on his back at this time, it is Wuming.

Now Qi Huan is going to do one thing, forging the sword!
This sword is already a powerful weapon in the world before drinking blood. If it can kill people and sacrifice the sword, this sword can add [-]% of its power out of thin air.

The Northwest Road and the West are still not the territory of the Great Zhou. The people here have blond hair and blue eyes and claim to be Luo Dan people, which are completely different from the people of the Great Zhou.

Killing people to sacrifice the sword, if there are not enough people, it is impossible to sacrifice the sword.

An isolated city in the extreme west of the Northwest Road is not so much a city as an earthen wall.

Along the way, Qi Huan saw the hardships of the frontier. What Qi Huan saw the most were vultures, and countless corpses were eaten.

A young man in a ragged cotton jacket took a machete and beheaded a vulture while he was grilling the meat.

Qi Huan is a young man, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with green eyes like a wolf.

Qi Huan walked gently to his side and asked, "Who are you?"

The boy looked up at Qi Huan, not knowing what this masked weirdo wanted to ask.

Still popping out a sentence word by word: "You, want to steal my meat?"

As he spoke, the young man showed ferocity like a wolf, and tightly held the scimitar in his hand.

Qi Huan's voice became softer and softer, and he said: "No! I want to ask you, who are you, are you from the city?"

The young man didn't relax his vigilance, and still stared at Qi Huan.

The boy said: "Yes, horse bandit, murderer, I, orphan."

Qi Huan thought he was from Luo Dan, but he didn't expect it was a horse bandit. Qi Huan continued to ask, "What's your name?"

The boy said, "Yeah!"

The young man stammered about the previous words, but these two were very clear.

Qi Huan said: "Then Yewa, are you willing to take me to find the horse bandit? I will avenge you."

Hearing Qi Huan's words, the young man's eyes lit up, he knelt down immediately, and said, "Revenge, revenge!"

Qi Huan directly helped the boy up, and walked towards the boundary further west.

(End of this chapter)