MTL - The Poor Monk Cultivates a Way-Chapter 23 escape

Qi Ze didn't have a sword in his hand, so he immediately stepped back, finally dodging the sword. Jin Dahuan won the power and refused to let others, between the swings of the sword, although the stern air was thin, it was also extremely tenacious and sprayed out towards Qi Ze.

Qi Ze let out a long breath, the real qi in the spleen palace suddenly vibrated continuously, according to the secret method contained in the Wuzhen Xuanyin sword formula, this real qi circulated twice in the spleen palace, and suddenly became invisible , came to the tip of the tongue.

Seeing that Jin Dahuan was able to kill Qi Ze under the knife, he became even more mad. At a certain moment, the fierce evil energy in his dantian suddenly disappeared. Pure, showing a trace of flaws. At this moment, Qi Ze suddenly approached, opened his mouth and let out a low shout, and an invisible sword sound shook his breath, the sound was like a bow string being unleashed, thunderbolt shock!

There was only a slight sound of the invisible sword, and then there was silence. Jin Dahuan remained motionless, then half of his head suddenly fell down, and then he fell to the ground without making a sound! At the last moment, Qi Ze reluctantly used the sword art and used the authentic rhythm swordsmanship, using the sword energy to turn the sound of the sword, and cut off his head!

Qi Ze let out a muffled snort, Jin Dahuan's Qisha Saber technique was really unexpected, and the Wuzhen Xuanyin Qi that had been cultivated for several days had been exhausted under the fierce battle. Can easily kill him.

The two were outside the town, many townspeople were already attracted by the sound of fighting, afraid to go forward because of Qi Ze's fierce power. Qi Ze didn't dare to delay, picked up the treasured saber, chopped off the other half of Jin Dahuan's head with the saber, held it in his hand, and groped in his bosom, he found a saber manual, turned around and left before he could read it carefully.

None of the townspeople dared to stand up and intercept them, and there was an uproar when Qi Ze left. Someone ran up to look at the corpse, and suddenly shouted: "It's bad! It was the Baihu adults of the Zhenwei Army who were killed! This, this is a rebellion by killing officials!"

Among the Qi family, Qi Qian was waiting for news from Qi Kun, when suddenly a family member came to report that Jin Dahuan had been killed, even his head was cut off. Qi Gan was taken aback for a moment, and said: "It's really troublesome!"

Jin Dahuan's headless body had already been brought in in Fulong Town's town hall. Zhen Chengjin and Shengtang were sitting in the hall, and they bent down to look at the body carefully, without caring about their dignity. After a long time, they got up and frowned and said: "What do you think of the head of the military squad?" Beside him is a big man, wearing the uniform of a military officer in the town's office, with thick eyebrows and thick eyes, he is Wu Dakai, the head of the town's office. Wu Dakai also locked his eyebrows and locked his eyes, and pondered: "The murderer's swordsmanship is superb, he must be a practitioner of Taoism and Qi training. According to what the onlookers said, Jin Baihu avoided at the beginning, but gained the upper hand halfway, and finally suddenly missed and was killed. , the murderer took away his head, probably to prevent us from deducing the origin of his cultivation base from the wound."

Jin He suppressed his anger, and said: "Even if the head is gone, the head of the martial arts squad can't see where the murderer came from?" Wu Dakai shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "The humble job is just a vulgar person, and the golden hundred households are a hundred times better than me. , even he died out of hatred, let alone a lowly position?"

Jin He said angrily: "Damn it! How dare you kill the court officials in broad daylight!" The killing of a hundred households in the guard army was a major event that shook the state government. In parallel, the two sides supervised and restrained each other, and they usually looked at each other badly, but once Jin Dahuan died, no matter how Jin He tried to evade it, he would not be able to escape the responsibility.

Wu Dakai said in a low voice: "My lord, the most urgent task at the moment is to send people to the county government and the county guards to make a report, please judge." Jin He said coldly: "I don't know? You send people to the county Report from Li! Also, we can’t wait for the envoy from the county to arrive, we have to do our best to investigate, do you understand what I mean?”

Wu Da opened the way: "Yes, I understand the humble job!" He secretly smiled wryly. Jin He was afraid that the envoys sent by the county would charge him with incompetence and dereliction of duty, so he wanted to solve the case of Jin Dahuan first, but with the strength of the town government, so what if the real culprit was found? Even Jin Dahuan is dead, can it be used as a target for others to practice swords?

Qi Ze killed Jin Dahuan, with the wind under his feet, he walked to the agreed place, the Buddhist true energy in his body slowly flowed, and the strength was bred out bit by bit, and the five true Xuanyin true energy in the spleen palace also circulated to nourish the spleen, New blood was born again, which at least calmed down the turbulent aura.

After getting the agreed place, the true energy in the body has already recovered by 20-30%. Qi Ze secretly felt that the Buddhist true energy generated by meditation is better than nourishing the soul of the primordial spirit, which may be related to the special cultivation of the primordial spirit in "Little Wuxiang Zen Art". Compared with it, Wuzhen Xuanyin Zhenqi is actually more focused on the use of sword energy, nourishing the body and bones is not perfect, but it is better than nothing.

Qi Ze entered the gazebo, not far from the town, heard the sound of chaos in the town, many government officials rushed out, and went to the barracks. Qi Ze took off the black mask, took off the blood-stained coat, and buried it in the soil.

After a while, dozens of town guard sergeants came galloping on big horses. Qi Ze hid behind the gazebo and slowed down his breathing. Qi Ze is also a bit of a bold person with a high degree of skill. After cultivating Taoism, he is really courageous, and he is not as submissive as he used to be.

At dusk, I saw Taoist Baiyun walking with Xiaohe, there were still tears on Xiaohe's face, when she saw Qi Ze, she immediately turned into joy, rushed forward and took his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Ze, I heard from the master that you have achieved success in cultivation, so you don't have to worry about congenital diseases!"

Qi Ze smiled and said, "Thank you for sending me the volume of Zen exercises, so that I can be where I am today." Daoist Baiyun moved her nose, and said, "You killed someone? There was chaos in the town, and it was said that it was caused by hundreds of households of the guards. was killed."

Qi Zedao: "The younger generation went to the Zhenwei army camp and chopped off Jin Dahuan's head. That guy betrayed my whereabouts to the Qi family for a knife manual. He and his late father clearly had a fellowship, but he didn't care about it at all, so Kill him!"

Xiao He covered her small mouth and exclaimed: "Brother Ze, did you kill someone?" Qi Ze said indifferently: "People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves!" Daoist Baiyun said: "What a person who can't help themselves! How can everything go smoothly if the sky kills you!"

Xiao He said: "Master redeemed my body deed in the Zhao Mansion for me, and he wants to take me back to the mountain gate to practice!" Qi Ze touched her head, and said seriously: "Baiyun Daoist is a master of Taoism, Taiyin Sect It’s another great sect of the Taoist sect, your encounter is the fairy fate that many people can’t dream of, you must work hard to cultivate, and don’t slack off!”

At this time, Qi Ze was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and Xiao He was only thirteen or fourteen years old. It was the time when young people were ignorant. Opportunity, make a point.