Chapter 49 Treasure Offering

Chapter 49 Treasure Offering

Chapter 49 Treasure Offering
Zeng Jianqiu smiled coldly: "Then you give it a try!"

"Oh." Li Wuxiang nodded to Xue Baoping, "Go find my master and tell him that I have captured his enemy."

Xue Baoping threw away the knife, stood up and left. Zeng Jianqiu looked at Li Wuxiang coldly, and when he heard Xue Baoping open the gate, he quickly shouted, "Come back!"

Li Wuxiang didn't say anything, and Zeng Jianqiu heard the courtyard door close again. He didn't say anything either, just stared at Li Wuxiang, first picking up his knife, sheathing it and tying it to his belt, then walking outside the house, busying in and out to clean up the mess in the kitchen just now.

After waiting for a while, he finally couldn't help but ask, "Hey! Which sect are you from? Think carefully, Zhao Qi is difficult to deal with! Do you know his methods?"

Li Wuxiang walked back into the house, picked up a rag and walked out again: "That's about it. He told me a lot about his master these past few days."

"Far from it! You don't know what he's capable of—"

Li Wuxiang poked half of his face out of the door and said, "Then you can tell me now. She will go to Chen's house and come back... Oh, no, Zhao Qi's kung fu is not bad, maybe less than two quarters of an hour. Hurry up and think of something you can tell me in two quarters of an hour. How can I ask you to save your life in Zhao Qi's hands?"

Zeng Jianqiu closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "Alright! You are harder-hearted than me! Listen! Ordinary people have to chant the spell slowly when using talismans, but they in the Ranshan sect can use talismans with just a wave of their hands. Don't ask him to use talismans! In addition, he may have a magic weapon called Jin Chanzi on him. That is the treasure of their Ranshan sect, and it has a magic spell. That thing can hide souls and gather spiritual energy. Ordinary weapons can hardly hurt it even if they are infused with true energy. Zhao Qi may be wearing it on his body--"

Li Wuxiang walked in: "Baby? So amazing? What kind of thing is it? Can it be worn on the body? What else is it useful for?"

"It is said to be a piece of gold-threaded underwear. How would I know what else it is used for? I told you it is the treasure of the Ranshan Sect!"

"Oh, good. What else?"

"If there is any more, we will have to adapt to the situation! Who knows what kind of talisman he has on him? If there is any more...if there is any more...never mind, it's my bad luck! I can't reason with you!" Zeng Jianqiu was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Come here and cut the tendons of my hands and feet!"

Li Wuxiang raised his eyebrows: "Seriously?"

"Don't talk nonsense, you can't deal with him! If you are worried, first pick the tendons of my feet, then the tendons of my right hand, but save my left hand for now, and we'll talk about it later."

Li Wuxiang drew his sword and walked in front of him, squatting down: "What I wanted to ask you just now is, Zhao Qi fed me so much pills before, is it because the person who will call the Kitchen God down needs abundant spiritual energy, so that you can be that person and save your life temporarily. In fact, if you have a way to make him feel that you are no longer a threat, there is no need to cripple yourself."

"The first half of your idea is correct. If Zhao Qi doesn't use you, he will definitely use me. As for the second half, if I catch an opponent who is practicing Qi, the first thing I will do is to destroy him. How can I feel that there is no threat? You don't need to be hypocritical. I have my own way! It's my bad luck - ah!!!"

Li Wuxiang severed his left Achilles tendon with one knife.

Zeng Jianqiu gritted his teeth and glared at him: "You really can do it!"

"Ah? If you were joking just now, this joke was a bit too much. Should I continue or not?"

"hurry up!"

Li Wuxiang immediately cut the Achilles tendon of his other foot, and while he was gritting his teeth and closing his eyes, he touched his ankle and the white beards that bound him penetrated into his body.

He also cut off Zeng Jianqiu's right hand and let out a sigh: "What do you say now?"

"You... untie me and get out first. Come back when I call you."

Li Wuxiang nodded: "Okay."

He slowly untied his white beard and held it in his hand: "Call me when you're ready."

Li Wuxiang walked to the door and stood down. It turned out that the thing in his body was called the Golden Chanzi... could it hide the soul? No wonder he survived. He knew it was a treasure, but he didn't expect it to be the "treasure of the sect" of the Ranshan Sect, and it was also "stamped with a seal". Zhao Qi told him about the seal, which was something that could prove that it was the authentic thing of the so-called thirty-six sects.

Although Zhao Qi also said that many of the thirty-six sects have declined, even if the Ranshan Sect has declined, it still has its mountain gate, palace, and disciples. Why did Zhao Kui leave his position as a sect leader and run away with the sect's treasure? Just to "become an immortal"?
It seems that becoming an immortal in this world is extremely difficult, so difficult that even the sects outside the diocese think it is wishful thinking. Why does Zhao Kui think he can go all out? It can't be because of the Guang Chanzi, right? But in the vague cognition left by the foreign evil, that thing doesn't seem to be a very remarkable thing...

Wait. My current state... could it be what Zhao Kui thought was an immortal? The "Qing Nang Immortal" mentioned in Guang Chan Zi?
At this time, Zeng Jianqiu gritted his teeth and called him from inside the door: "Okay, come in."

He was full of confidence just now, but now his voice sounded weak, as if he was enduring great pain. Li Wuxiang walked in and saw bloodstains all over the ground. He didn't know what he had just done. But he thought it must be some unique method of his, so he didn't want to ask, so he sighed: "You shouldn't use others to threaten me. Otherwise, we wouldn't have to end up like this."

Zeng Jianqiu turned pale, shook his head, and held out his left hand to him: "Someone is going to be unlucky anyway, let it be me!"

Li Wuxiang picked it up and cut off the hand as well. Then, according to Zeng Jianqiu's instructions, he smeared some mud from his feet on the wound and tied it up with an ordinary thick hemp rope, then walked out the door and said loudly, "Baoping, go!"

Zeng Jianqiu leaned against the wall and laughed: "Hey, it's not unfair that I fell into your hands. But remember, if you let Zhao Qi run away, we will both be in trouble!"

Li Wuxiang also laughed: "This is the first time I've seen a hostage with such a bad temper."

……

Just as Li Wuxiang expected, a quarter of an hour later, he heard a slight crisp sound from the roof of the main house, as if someone had landed on it.

Zeng Jianqiu was right. Zhao Qi's light-weight skills were not as good as his. He had not noticed the weapons hidden in the mud in the yard before, but now he heard Zhao Qi's movements again, just like that night.

But he just held the knife, stood on the threshold, leaned against the door frame and stared at Zeng Jianqiu, pretending that he heard nothing.

Then there were a few more soft noises on the roof, which must have been Zhao Qi pushing aside the tiles, followed by a rustling sound, which must have been him gently moving aside the ash layer mixed with straw under the tiles. Li Wuxiang could almost imagine what Zhao Qi looked like - with a solemn face, lying on the roof, carefully looking into the house through the small gap he had created.

Then there was the sound of a very slight fluttering of clothes, and a moment later, the front door was pushed open. Zhao Qi walked in with a sword on his back, a whisk in his left hand, and his right hand behind his back.

Li Wuxiang immediately let out a long breath and whispered nervously: "Master..."

Zhao Qi had no expression on his face. He nodded slightly and strode over: "The little girl from the Xue family said, you caught someone?"

"Yes, I did this morning..." Zhao Qi waved his hand, stepped into the house, and stared at Zeng Jianqiu. After looking at him for a while, he asked, "How did you catch him?"

"This man broke in before daybreak, covered in blood, and tried to threaten me. But he didn't expect that I had learned some martial arts before, and I didn't expect that he was still seriously injured... I don't know how, but Baoping and I subdued him in a few moves... Ah, in the end, Baoping knocked him out with a door bolt."

"Door bolt?" Zhao Qi smiled quickly, then frowned again. He drew out the long sword from behind and walked to Zeng Jianqiu.

He saw that the man was unconscious, his body was covered in blood and mud, so he pointed the sword downward and swiftly poked at his ankle.

A wound was exposed, and blood was flowing heavily. He could see that the wound seemed to be fresh, probably from a day or two ago, some of it had healed, and even mixed with mud and pus... His legs and feet were almost disabled.

Zeng Jianqiu woke up.

Zhao Qi put his sword behind him and took two steps: "Friend, do I recognize you?"

Zeng Jianqiu spat with hatred: "Bah! Evil Taoist!"

"It seems you recognize me." Zhao Qi nodded. "My disciple's little friend said that you forced them to poison me and said that I was evil. Now tell me in front of me, what did I do?"

Zeng Jianqiu glared at him, "Don't you know it? You're the one who killed my family. I, I, I...you're in our town, you, you...bah! Bastard! A pair of big and small bastards! Just wait, you guys are going to suffer too! He knows magic anyway!"

Good. A stupid guy with a poor tongue. Zhao Qi nodded and looked at Li Wuxiang: "What did he say?"

"He..." Zhao Qi saw Li Wuxiang's eyes wandering between him and Zeng Jianqiu, and then he whispered, "He said that Master, you were harming people with your magic... He asked me to poison you, and he also said that you were sucking people's lifespan."

Zhao Qi's heart skipped a beat and he stared at Li Wuxiang: "Do you believe it?"

"If you don't believe me, I won't listen to it immediately."

Zhao Qi was silent for a moment and looked at Li Wuxiang.

It was really unlucky. It was about to end, but such trouble came. But I was also thankful. I was very disappointed with this disciple last night. I didn't expect that I had misjudged him... It turned out that his obedience was not because of cruelty, but because of blind loyalty and filial piety?
After thinking for a while, he sighed and said softly: "How foolish people are. They are clearly alive, but they think they are dead! Jiye, he is half right. My teacher has passed through several villages and towns along the way, which can be regarded as sucking people's life."

He saw Li Wuxiang suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of confusion: "Ah?!"

"But not for me, but for others."

Zeng Jianqiu shouted angrily: "You fart!"

Zhao Qi shook his head, walked to the stool in the house, sat down, placed the sword across his knees, and smiled helplessly: "Jiye, let me ask you, when the farming season comes in your Lijiawan, what do the young and strong eat, and what do the women, children, and the elderly eat?"

Li Wuxiang was stunned for a long while before he said, "We... I don't know much, but I heard that the young and strong should eat better, and the old and weak women will save some of their rations, and then... if there is any left, they will feed the children. That's probably it."

Zhao Qi nodded: "It's because the young and strong have to work in the fields. If they don't have enough to eat, they won't work well. If they don't work well, the harvest will be poor, and they will all starve to death. If there are more old and weak people in a village and fewer young and strong people, you will see a miserable scene of broken walls and ruins when you visit it again after a few years. This is because the burden is too heavy and they can't support it."

"So some town owners would ask me to do something - chant a spell, perform a ritual, and call on the gods, so that the life span of the old and weak can supplement the life span of the young and strong, and make those hungry children grow faster so that they can earn food as soon as possible. In this way, the old and weak may die, but more people will live, and the town will not fall into a miserable state of decline in the end. Do you understand this principle?"

If it were an ordinary lowly person, Zhao Qi would find it difficult to think clearly and would only have an instinctive sympathy like an animal. But since his disciple was from an aristocratic family, there should be no need to waste words on him.

Sure enough, when he saw Li Wuxiang frowning slightly, he immediately let out a sigh of relief: "I understand, Master. My father once said something similar to me... When you are in power, you have to make trade-offs. No matter what you do, you can't satisfy everyone. You have to look at the big picture and the higher level."

Zeng Jianqiu's eyes widened, and he cursed in a hoarse voice: "A pair of inhuman beasts! Especially you, little beast! You are so cruel! Sooner or later, it will be your turn! You, you, you all!"

Zhao Qi felt relieved. In addition to feeling relieved, he was also slightly moved... He knew that he and his fellow apprentices were not the best disciples for the master, otherwise the master would not have left the mountain gate and walked away alone without any worries. But he never thought that one day he would have such a disciple, who was smart, tactful, loyal and filial... It was really a blessing from his previous life.

He heaved a sigh of relief: "This idiot does have some truth in what he said. Jiye, practitioners like you and me will inevitably encounter stronger ones in the future, and in this world, only the strong prey on the weak is the truth. So what we have to do is not to let ourselves fall to the point of becoming weak."

"You did something right today, and I am very happy. So from today on, I will teach you how to practice with all my heart." When he said this, he heard footsteps coming from the door. He looked up and saw Xue Baoping coming back breathlessly, standing timidly at the gate of the courtyard.

She saw Li Wuxiang glance at her again and breathed a sigh of relief, but then he opened his mouth and looked at her.

Zhao Qi understood: "Ask whatever you want to ask."

"Master, then is she... old and weak?"

Zhao Qi smiled and said, "Didn't you notice that she has become more beautiful these days? I just made her grow faster."

Li Wuxiang frowned: "Master, how fast will it be?"

"Oh, are you afraid that she will get old and you two won't be a good match anymore?"

He saw Li Wuxiang's face flushed. Normally, he would have to put on a stern face and give him some advice, but now seeing that this disciple was so happy no matter how he looked at him, and remembering the reprimand he had received in the past, he softened his voice: "Before building the foundation, you know what to do, right? After building the foundation, when it comes to refining qi, you must also be vigilant! If you want to truly practice with me, you can't stay in Jinshui forever, understand?"

Li Wuxiang lowered his eyes: "I...I understand. I just..."

Humph, sentimental. But sentimentality is not necessarily a bad thing. The relationship between a master and a disciple is also a relationship. There is no need to let such a thing leave a grudge in his heart.

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Qi waved to Xue Baoping and said, "Come here."

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