I'm not immortal

Chapter 173 Second Master's Knife
The time soon came to night, the moonlight tonight was not very good, it was foggy and looked a little sad.

"It's a fine day."

Jiang Qi stood at the window and said.

It's a great day to kill.

"yawn."

Old Shen stood behind Jiang Qi, covered his mouth and yawned, rubbed his eyes and said, "Boss, should we go to bed?"

Flipping his wrist, he continued, "It's already twelve o'clock."

"Uncle Shen, go to sleep first, I will sleep in this office tonight."

Jiang Qi turned around and smiled.

Then continue to stare out the window.

"Okay, I'll go back first."

"Ah."

Jiang Qi responded without turning his head.

As the sound of Lao Shen's footsteps gradually drifted away, Jiang Qi raised his finger, and at some point a strange qi appeared on the fingertip.

Treacherous, twisted, but with a kind of "divinity".

It is very similar to the god in the sacred capital, but it is different.

If I really want to say, this touch of qi is very complicated.

In comparison, the one in the sacred capital seems to be much purer, at least the derivation of the power of pure faith.

The qi of gods and humans are forcibly entangled together.

There is faith, fortune, profound qi, and poisonous qi and evil qi.

"As expected of you, is it really made by all nations?"

Jiang Qi rubbed his fingers together to annihilate this qi.

Then he turned around and looked at a floor cabinet in the office.

Go forward and open it, and there is a statue inside.

The thin man in a bright red robe with a fox's head on his body smiled happily, but it was always a bit weird.

"Kara."

With Jiang Qi's gaze, the statue with a human body and a fox head made a sound of caracalla.

The whole statue started to move, slowly clasped its fists in salute, and then spit out words.

"Nonsense, see you sir."

This is the Fox Immortal, one of the four Immortals under the Fifth Grandma of Xuecheng.

Originally, this kind of spiritual sense of a family fairy would not be able to enter Shanhaiguan, especially after Jiang Qi completed the spiritual veins of Kyushu.

But one is because Hu Yan is here, and the other is because it was Jiang Qi who summoned Hu Hua.

This is also the most important point.

For Jiuzhou Lingmai, let alone Jiang Qi just summoned the spiritual sense of a family fairy to cross the Shanhaiguan.

Even if Jiang Qi shit on the source of all veins in Kunlun Mountains, Lingmai will only increase the gravity of the earth dotingly.
It's kind of gross, but it's true.

"I'm tired."

Jiang Qi nodded.

"It's my honor to be able to use what you say, sir."

Nonsense jumped out of the floor cabinet with a smile, and said with a smile: "I'm going to work now."

After finishing speaking, his expression became serious, he cupped his hands and bowed again, and said: "Please give me your blessing, sir."

Jiang Qi pointed together, and tapped on Hu Hua's forehead, and a divine light that contained Jiang Qi's aura flashed across.

"Xu Er tonight, in Shanhaiguan, there is no taboo."

The divine light covered Hu Hua's body.

In this way, nonsense will not be suppressed by the spirit veins because of his status as a family immortal.

On the contrary, because of the imprint of Jiang Qi's breath on his body, he will get blessings from the spiritual veins.

"Thank you sir, now, Liu Shiqian will die with envy."

Hu Hua bowed his hands again, and then slowly disappeared.

Jiang Qi didn't speak, but looked up at the misty moon in the sky again.

Now, all preparations are done.

On the roof of the museum.

Hu Hua slowly appeared and took a deep breath.

"Is this the blessing from the spiritual vein? It's really refreshing!",

Hu Hua felt the extremely relaxed aura around him, completely gone from the oppression of heaven and earth because of being a different kind.

He even had a feeling of omnipotence. Hu Hua knew it was an illusion, but he just couldn't stop.

This also strengthened my heart to talk nonsense and walk the right path.

As long as you continue to practice, be kind to others, follow the way of heaven and earth, one day sooner or later, you will be able to get the favor of heaven and earth without the seal of your husband.

Shaking his head, talking nonsense and abandoning the messy thoughts, the focus now is still the task assigned by the husband.

"Wind blows!"

Nonsense, the red sleeves are swaying, and there is even a bit of charm in the actions.

The body twisted strangely, and the shadow was cast on the ground, twisting into chaotic lines.

In a trance, the moon seemed brighter.

This is, fox dance to worship the moon.

In ancient times, there was a legend about foxes worshiping the moon.

Nonsense is impossible in the first place, how can an ordinary fox have the qualifications to worship the sun?
Those who are in Taiyin are not allowed to worship unless they are nine-tailed foxes.

But the current nonsense is okay, because he now has the recognition of the Kyushu spirit vein.

To some extent, Hu Hua's current personality is higher than that of ordinary nine-tailed foxes.

As the fox dance continued, gusts of wind began to blow.

Different from the bitter and biting wind in ordinary winter nights, this gust of wind has a refreshing meaning.

The wind rises from the roof and blows across the entire Changshan Mountain.

Whether it is a person who is asleep or a person with a rich nightlife, they can't help being in a trance.

But it was just a trance.

Then just do what you should do.

It's an illusion.

An illusion covering the entire Changshan, allowing everyone to only see the scene within their understanding.

Jiang Qi still paid attention to the fact that he was the Son of God.

Considering that they might have to hunt down the opponent all over the city, they arranged the illusion in advance.

At the same time, because Hu Hua's body bears Jiang Qi's imprint, this illusion is also an imprint.

As long as it is within the range of Changshan, where the wind blows, there will be no secrets to Jiang Qi.

The blessing of the spiritual veins, Jiang Qi's aura, and the moon sacrifice dance secreted by the Fox Clan combined to form the current scene.

Jiang Qi not only considered the possibility of the so-called third prince fleeing, but also blocked the possibility of the third prince's disguise.

Since you want to catch the turtle in the urn, then ask for one that is foolproof.

What's more, who said that there can only be one layer of urn?

This is not because Jiang Qi is overly cautious, but because the other party's cultivation is likely to be a mixture of various mysteries.

Although it is very far-fetched, it is also beneficial to make it with all nations. You don't know how disgusting or treacherous the other party is hiding.

There is no trace at all.

After talking nonsense about worshiping the moon, the spiritual perception was immediately dissipated, and the clay sculpture body collapsed, turning into meaningless scum, blown by the breeze.

Pieces of dust blow across Changshan along with the wind.

An insignificant one of them fell on a person's shoulder.

Under the brighter moonlight, the figure of this person was much clearer.

The most conspicuous thing is the unruly aquiline nose, which was originally a heroic face, so it is full of viciousness.

This person was wearing black casual clothes, and he looked like an ordinary young man who came out for a night out for nothing.

The young man's fingertips rubbed something black, a little sticky.

It's a corpse, a bug's corpse.

"All three are dead."

The young man threw the insect corpse from his fingertips into his mouth, grinning the corners of his mouth, revealing sharp shark-like teeth.

"Is this a gauntlet?"

The young man looked at the museum not far in front of him, and the smile on the corner of his mouth got wider.

"It's just a fake repair."

The young man murmured and walked towards the museum.

Standing in front of the door, facing the closed glass door, the young man did not stop, but continued to move forward
The whole person is like a shadow, going straight through the portal, and when he reappears, he is already in the museum.

"Let me see the aura of my father's mount."

The young man was talking to himself, and looked in the direction of the third exhibition hall.

"found it."

In the third exhibition hall.

Ten security guards were taking turns keeping vigil, holding unloaded firearms.

The young man walked over, strolling in front of ten well-trained security guards, as if he hadn't noticed this big living person.

Then, the young man waved his hand.

Ten dust-like insects flew out and landed on the necks of ten security guards.

"Puff."

Ten security personnel fell to the ground in an instant, their seven orifices bled, and their entire bodies melted. In the end, not even their clothes were left behind, as if they were foam.

The young man was a little surprised, and sneered: "It really is a fake cultivator, and he cares about the lives of ordinary people, it's really sanctimonious."

"Come out."

The young man looked around. Since these ten security personnel are phantoms, there is no reason why the people who created these ten phantoms are not here.

"tread"

The crisp footsteps sounded behind the young man.

"Susu."

The young man didn't turn his head back, but there was rustling business in his sleeves, bulging, as if something was about to come out.

The footsteps behind him stopped, as if on guard.

"laugh!"

The next moment, a pitch-black line descended from the sky, carrying a strange light, sweeping behind the young man!
The youth's cuffs were still bulging.

"It's really a waste of my layout."

The young man sneered and said, the movement of the cuffs was fake, the real killing move was the death line of bones arranged as early as he came in.

"tread"

Another sound of footsteps sounded, and the smile on the young man's face froze for a moment.

This time, it was in front of him.

At the same time, the acquaintance of the footsteps also appeared.

He couldn't see what he was wearing, but the only thing that could be seen clearly was the black mask on this person's face.

"It seems that my judgment was wrong."

There was light in the young man's eyes, he smiled and slowly cupped his hands, and said, "You are an opponent worthy of my seriousness, the third son of Tangun, I have met you."

"laugh"

Before he finished speaking, a red light shot out from the third prince's cuff, so fast that it was almost invisible to human eyes.

The ultimate move can be false, but it can also be real.

The Soul Transforming Snake is both a living thing and a dead thing. It is a Gu King fed by the souls of unjustly dead people. It is born to wander in the boundary between life and death, and it is impossible to guard against.

Just one sip is the melting of the soul.

The Soul Transforming Snake flew straight to the figure with the exorcising face.

Then, under the eyes of the third prince who became more and more savage, the soul-transforming snake stopped in front of the Nuo-mian man, happily swimming on the Nuo-mian man's fingertips, very intimate.

"The methods of the Sanghun Sect are a fusion of Miaojiang Gu art, and things that are irrelevant to horses and cows. They are forcibly blended together. It's no wonder that none of them are used to their advantage. It's really your style."

Jiang Qi played with the little red snake on his fingertips and spoke hoarsely.

The Sanghun Sect was a sect in the Tang Dynasty. The secret technique in the sect was cultivated to the extreme, and it was possible to kill the three souls and seven souls of the enemy with just a glance.

The main feature is an incomparably secretive feature.

But putting it in the hands of the third prince in front of him was an unavoidable method, but it was actually taken out of the reality carrier, and it was cleverly placed on the Gu.

This time, the weirdest "poison" of the voodoo did not come into play.

The main thing is a waste plus waste.

"Ah."

The third prince sneered, his expression became even more gloomy, as if water was about to drip.

He has always regarded himself as authentic, but now he is being ridiculed by a "false cultivator" from Kyushu?
"Thunder is coming!"

The third prince spread out his palms, and the dark and sticky "Thunder" twisted into a thunder snake, twisting and rushing towards Jiang Qi!

"Tsk."

Jiang Qi shook his head, and the palm of his hand was full of vitality that was so strong that it couldn't be melted away.

Afterwards, the jet-black Thunder Snake, which was domineering and treacherous, was charged with vitality, and even directly reversed Yin and Yang, annihilating invisibly.

"The turbid thunder of Mingleimen, the five elements belong to the kidney water, and it uses the Shaoyin meridian. What it wants is to be pervasive, invading the soul and destroying the bones, but you want to use the righteous thunder method to be overbearing, and it is really a waste of money."

Jiang Qi shook his head helplessly, is this called a pig's nose with green onions to pretend to be an elephant?
Zhuo Lei is also a method of the Tang Dynasty. It imitates the water and dirty thunder in Zhengtian Xinwulei Zhengfa, but it only cultivates kidney water, without liver wood harmony, and loses the right way.

Therefore, in the face of this evil and turbid yin method, as long as you charge with vitality, you will naturally be able to generate yin and yang, and there will be no threat.

Jiang Qi tutted his head and shook his head. During the Tang Dynasty, all countries sent Tang envoys to learn the culture of Kyushu.

In the world of Xuanxiu, the orthodox sects of the eight classics will not casually pass on their secret arts to outsiders.

But those evil ways don't care about that.

As a result, most of the Xuan Xius in the countries next to Kyushu use treacherous and ruthless methods.

It's not that they don't want to correct the way, but that they simply don't have the opportunity to get the inheritance of the right way.

Among them, the country where the third prince is located is naturally included.

"Why, the dignified son of God, only use the means passed down to you by Kyushu?"

"Your brother, didn't you pass down a wonderful book on flood control to Dayu? Then you must know ancient methods, right?"

Jiang Qi said interestingly: "Can you let me learn more?"

"Okay!"

The third prince sneered sullenly, and his hands were slowly covered with a layer of miserable green light.

"It's still Tang Shi's trick, but this time it's not wrong."

Jiang Qi commented, raising his fingertips.

Black gold light shines on the fingertips.

He has no interest in continuing to play.

Whether it is the so-called Son of God or God Tangun, they are all parallel imports.

The figure of the third prince in front of Jiang Qi started to move.

But instead of rushing towards Jiang Qi, he turned into a crude puppet.

"Sa!"

Accompanied by a sound of breaking through the air, the real third prince has passed Jiang Qi and arrived in front of the safe!

Jiang Qi was not surprised, in his own feng shui situation, it would be strange if he couldn't even see through a substitute method.

Just about to launch measures to stop it, Jiang Qi suddenly stopped.

There was deep surprise in his eyes.

"Buzz!"

A vigorous divine light soared into the sky!

The source is in that safe!
Jiang Qi saw a blade light, very pure blade light.

In front of this knife, there seems to be nothing that can hinder it.

The third prince's expression was dull, he was facing the knife directly.

Within one breath, the third prince used 98 secret escape methods!

Substitute, Blood Escape, God's Hidden, Gu Fake Death
But neither worked.

The light of the knife fell, and the head fell to the ground.

There are no accidents, as if this is a matter of course.

Jiang Qi watched from the side, raised his head, and looked at the owner of the saber light.

Qinglong Yanyue knife is sharp.

Jiang Qi just wanted to say.

Second Lord, you are really not afraid of wasting money with this knife.
(End of this chapter)