Chapter 177 Qiao Song
Qiao Song is a branch of the Qiao family. This time he came to the Long Mansion on the orders of Qiao Qiaozhi, a direct descendant of the Qiao family, to investigate if there was anything strange about the Long Mansion.

But I never told him the reason.

Qiao Song knew in his heart that Qiao Qiao was hiding something from him.

But I don't intend to ask about it, after all, the difference in status between them is a bit big.
He seems to be her senior brother, but in fact he is her bodyguard.

Qiao Qiao's grandfather is a real person in the late Jindan stage.

The head of the Qiao family.

Now he couldn't figure out how he was discovered.

The disciples who can enter the Demon-Slaying Hall are all the best in the Qingyang Immortal Sect.

What's more, he is the best among the best.

How could he, an old man in the early stage of foundation building, not be kept in the dark?

impossible.
There must be something wrong with this Long Mansion.

“Ding—ding—”

The two spirit swords pierced through the old man's abdomen, splashing blood, and stabbed straight into the ground behind him.

The old man's body shook for a while, and before Qiao Song could relax, granulation tissue grew in his empty abdomen and had to be patched up continuously.

In just a moment, everything returned to normal.

"The methods of the devil! Who are you? A cultivator from the Divine Sense Sect?"

Qiao Song's scalp tingled. He could encounter a monk from the Divine Inspiration Sect in any mortal mansion.

This cultivator from the Demon Sect is the most difficult to kill. If you are held back by him and wait for other cultivators from the Divine Sense Sect to arrive, you will almost certainly die in Hezhou.

It might even drag down other disciples.

The old man did not answer him. His whole body was filled with surging energy and his robes fluttered.

The wrinkles on his face seemed to be dissolving, revealing his eyes that were hidden beneath them.

His two eyes were very unique, one pupil was old and cloudy, while the other pupil had runes rotating on it.

"It turns out to be a half-finished Moon Puppet. Damn it, what the hell is this place!"

Qiao Song cursed inwardly, no wonder this old man was clearly not very strong, yet was very troublesome.

Unlike ordinary Moon Puppets, the semi-finished Moon Puppets have partial intelligence and are refined with the highest-level cultivator in the clan as the core.

It can perform normal martial arts, but it does not have the powerful secret effects of a normal Moon Puppet.

To have a Moon Puppet in the early stage of foundation building as a follower, the owner behind this mansion is definitely extraordinary.
"boom!"

A strong wind wave hit his face, and the old man rushed towards him desperately, not afraid of life or death.

A long sword suddenly appeared in Qiao Song's palm, leaving a white mark of nearly a hundred feet.

Cut towards the old man.

Taking advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness, the old man's left arm was chopped off along with the tendon, but just like before, the flesh buds squirmed and the left arm regenerated rapidly.

His spiritual power and regeneration ability seemed to be infinite, and his body knew no fatigue.

Qiao Song knew he couldn't delay any longer, but when he saw the ancestral hall below, his expression changed.

The owner behind the Long Mansion is not here, and the ancestral hall below is guarded by someone.

Could it be that there is some treasure inside?
The old man was difficult to deal with, but he couldn't leave himself alone.

He came to Zhu Mingyu to carry out a mission, originally for the natural treasures.
Thinking of this, Qiao Song's face turned grim, and he flipped his hand and cast out a Heaven-Flipping Seal, a second-level intermediate-grade magic weapon.

The wind grew stronger and turned into a towering mountain, pressing down on the old man.

Even though the old man knows no fatigue, he is not afraid of injury.

He was pressed under the Fantian Seal and was unable to move for a while.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qiao Song flashed and ran towards the ancestral hall.

The twins were still standing at the entrance of the ancestral hall, breaking out in cold sweats.

A cultivator in the early stage of foundation building was actually played around by this man.

What should they do as they are just Qi-cultivating monks?
"Stop! Do you know my master?"

The twin brothers looked at each other, gritted their teeth and stood in front of Qiao Song.

Inside is the Moon Puppet that the master recently refined!

Even the most ordinary Moon Puppet is extremely precious.

Otherwise, the master would not have allowed a cultivator in the initial stage of foundation building to guard it.
Although Long Tao is just a low-level mortal Moon Puppet, if he is lost, the two brothers will probably be worse off than dead.

"Quack."

Qiao Song glanced at them coldly, waved his robe, and took both hands out of his sleeves.

The spiritual power surged, and two huge spiritual hands grasped the two brothers respectively.

"Clap."

The protective spiritual energy was instantly destroyed, and two blood mists burst out.

"It's sad that these disciples of the Demon Sect are being manipulated. They know they are in a desperate situation, but they still overestimate their own abilities."

Qiao Song sighed and rushed into the ancestral hall.

However, the moment he entered the ancestral hall, his expression was stunned.

I couldn't help but ask, "My lady, why are you here?"

Inside the ancestral hall, a beautiful woman named Xiuzhen looked at him with tears in her eyes.

The clothes were tattered and bloody.

But, my wife is in Qingyang Immortal Sect right now, how could she be here?

He was very clear about this in his mind, yet he was still in a trance for a moment in this situation.

This is not an illusion, but a secret technique of the soul!

Qiao Song understood clearly in an instant, even within his sight and perception, there was no threat.

He suddenly summoned his natal spiritual sword, and strands of green light overflowed from the sword, transforming into a green spiritual jade.

"Ding!"

The long sword stabbed into the green spiritual jade, and it was impossible to penetrate it at all.

Jiang He frowned. This long sword was a second-level low-grade magic sword obtained from Feng Yan's storage ring. It was already his best weapon.

Unfortunately, the quality is still not enough to deal with the disciples of these big sects.

If Min Xin had the Longli Sword in his possession, this sneak attack would have killed Qiao Song directly.

"Who are you?"

Qiao Song was anxious and angry. How could there be someone hiding in this ancestral hall?

He didn't even notice it.

This person has a burly figure, which hides his features. His cultivation is at the initial stage of foundation building.

He was certain in his heart that he was a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building. Moreover, with his talent, he was confident that he could compete with any cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, let alone a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building.

Jiang He remained silent. This disciple of Qingyang Immortal Sect was very tricky.

When dealing with He Da previously, he only relied on the Xuanhuang Pearl to release his energy and blood, and fought with his life on the line.

Now, only the power from Jin'er remains in the Xuanhuang Pearl. This is his last trump card and he does not intend to use it.

He activated the Soul-Catching Bell with all his might, grasped the sword with both hands, released all the spiritual power in his body and injected it into the sword, then pushed the sword forward with all his strength.

"when!"

The huge bell rang, but Qiao Song's expression remained unchanged.

The mere pain in his sea of ​​consciousness could not affect his mind at all.

It didn't damage his profound mind, but it was slightly shaken.

Just during this moment of hesitation, the image of my wife suddenly appeared again.

Seeing his wife covered in bruises, Qiao Song felt a pain in his heart.

He was just a disciple of the Qiao family branch, over fifty years old. Even though he had outstanding talents, he was of humble bloodline.

I have lacked resources for spiritual practice since childhood.

This time I came to Zhumingyu, I was ordered by the Qiao family to protect Qiao Qiao.

In exchange for resources to provide for the fetus in the woman's belly.

Let his children not follow the old path he once walked
His thoughts were uncontrollably diverging, and his inner obsession was extremely clear at this moment, interfering with his mind.

There was a sharp pain in the abdomen. The tip of the long sword almost pierced through the spiritual wall. The sword energy made the flesh and blood in the abdomen blurry.
Damn, what kind of secret method is this?
Qiao Song bit his tongue, his eyes red. He absolutely couldn't die here!
The next moment, a golden meteor burst out.

It seems light but is actually heavy and has tremendous force.

Feeling this force, Jiang He couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his forehead. He was risking his life!

Compared with the direct disciples of Qingyang Immortal Sect, he didn't want to fight with these side disciples even more.

The collateral disciples do not have the longevity lamp to protect their true spirits, so if they die, they are dead. Even though their talents and resources are not as good as those of the direct disciples, their fighting skills are mature.

From the first moment Jiang He saw Qiao Song, he knew that this man was a disciple from a side branch.

The direct disciples of Qingyang Immortal Sect who travel abroad are generally young talents with noble status.

Some of them will have older disciples of the same clan like Qiao Song who have practiced for a long time and have excellent fighting abilities.

The golden falling stars splashed straight towards him. It was just a little golden light, but it carried with it countless spiritual powers that made people submit.

Jiang He strengthened his resolve and continuously used the protective magic weapons from Feng Yan and others.

These protective magic weapons became like paper in front of the golden falling stars and melted rapidly.

Fortunately, Feng Yan was the emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty in the past, and he had a large number of these low-level magic weapons.

It will take a while.

Jiang He once again tried his best to activate the Soul-Catching Bell and no longer cared about the golden falling stars.

He held the sword tightly with both hands and used the Transformation Technique to its full potential.

The long sword continued to move forward with difficulty through Qiao Song's protective aura.

Qiao Song's face was ferocious. He tried his best to overdraw his spiritual power to activate the secret method of the Demon-Slaying Hall, while at the same time he struggled to resist Jiang He's sword.

Once the secret technique destroys all his magic weapons, no matter how strong his body and soul are, he will still die!
"Wow."

All the magic weapons were destroyed by the golden falling stars, and the scorching spiritual power burned Jiang He's hair.

Huhu——

The rolling spiritual waves are flowing in the air.

The blood is steaming, and the water vapor blurs the vision.

Finally, there was a "swish" sound.

With a sound of piercing flesh, the long sword pierced into Qiao Song's body. Countless sword qi burst out from the long sword, crushing his internal organs.

Jiang He gasped for a few times, then gradually loosened his grip on the hilt. His fingers had been so tight on the hilt that they left dents.

This sneak attack with the sword finally allowed him to succeed.

The long sword stabbed into the ground, hanging Qiao Tao on it.

His mind had already dissipated, and his distorted facial features showed his reluctance to leave the secular world.

The minced meat flowed down the sword blade to the ground, and his body gradually slid down the blade.

Judging from this man's magic weapon, his status in the Qingyang Immortal Sect is not very high.

Although he cannot be called a genius, such a disciple is still difficult to deal with.

If it weren't for the Dragon Clan's hidden Qi-gathering technique and the influence of the Moon Puppet, there would probably have been a bloody battle.

"We have to leave quickly. Saint Yuehua has already noticed him and might come soon."

There are many reasons why Jiang He killed Qiao Song, the most important of which is:
It is impossible for an old man in the early stage of foundation building to discover Qiao Song, nor would he take the initiative to "overestimate his own capabilities" to intercept Qiao Song.

There is only one possibility, that is, Yuehua discovered Qiao Song and secretly ordered his men to stop Qiao Song and wait for him to come back.

If he waited for Yuehua to come back, Qiao Song might have already reunited with the Jindan Zhenren of Qingyang Immortal Sect.

Let Yuehua find out, and naturally she will not bother Qingyang Immortal Sect anymore.
Maybe I will inform the church, or maybe I will have other ideas.

In short, if these two people meet, there are too many uncertainties, which will lead to the failure of his plan.

After he finished reciting it, it happened that when he was building his foundation, he refined Ming Kangwen's essence to assist him in building his foundation.

Now the Xuanhuang Pearl is missing a slot.

Jiang He stepped forward and pressed down on Qiao Song's crown. Strands of true spirit penetrated into his palm, entered the human meridians, and finally merged into the Xuanhuang Pearl.

A new human figure gradually emerged on the Xuanhuang Pearl.

"boom"

Outside the window, Qiao Song's Heaven-Flipping Seal, having lost the control of its master, shrank and fell to the ground.

Let the old man break free.

Seeing this, Jiang He quickly collected Qiao Song's belongings and escaped with Feng Susu who was hiding nearby.

It is very difficult to get the Heaven-Flipping Seal back.

This old man is good at grappling, and it is difficult to win a quick victory.

"My Lord, I am incompetent and let the thieves escape!"

Banyue Kui knelt on the ground and confessed his guilt to Yuehua.

"It doesn't matter."

The Holy Son of Yuehua narrowed his eyes and weighed the Heaven-Flipping Seal.

This is the magic weapon of Qingyang Immortal Sect, which is both offensive and defensive.
A second-level mid-grade magic weapon is not something that ordinary disciples can possess.

Saint Yuehua didn't find it strange to appear here.

Now the two factions are at war, and there is infiltration between them.

There are also disciples of the Shengan Sect in Qingyang Territory who are secretly acting.

It seems like someone is watching me.
The Holy Son Yuehua rubbed his eyebrows and felt a little headache.

In a blink of an eye, I saw the old man still kneeling on the ground, with a gentle smile on his sinister face:

"Yueyuan, since you are the Half Moon Puppet, I know you won't hold back any strength. Someone is targeting me, and with your strength, it's really hard to deal with."

He has always been tolerant towards his subordinates, especially towards their proud works.

However, when it comes to outsiders, it is just the opposite.

He returned to the ancestral hall and saw Yue Kui still in the tracing formation, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In a few more days, it will be done.

"Oh!"

There was a crisp sound coming from the storage bag.

Qiao Qiao raised her eyebrows, attracting the attention of the sisters and brothers around her.

He smiled slightly, "There was a problem with a magic weapon, it's okay."

"Oh, I see. That scared me. If Old Man Xi were here, he might cause trouble again!"

The round-faced junior sister stroked her chest with an angry look on her face and had a very bad impression of Xi Rujian.

If it were usual, Qiao Qiao would inevitably complain along with her.

But this was not the sound of a magic weapon, it was clearly Qiao Song’s life tablet!
Qiao Song is a member of the Qiao family, so he protects her outside.

She also has Qiao Song’s life card on her.

Is there really an ambush in the Long Mansion?
Qiao Qiao frowned, independent cultivators were really unreliable. If it wasn't for the sequel to the book, she would have killed the master and disciple long ago.

Of course, the little mute can still let her live a little longer.
Speaking of which, I haven't bullied the little mute for a long time, and my hands are itching.

Qiao Qiao quietly stepped aside. She didn’t want others to discover the existence of Journey to the West. One should not show off one’s wealth, especially in the world of cultivation, where “opportunities” should be taken more seriously.

"Hey, weird."

Qiao Song's life card was just cracked but not dimmed, which meant he was still alive.

Is this a life-threatening blow?
Qiao Qiao secretly sent a message, but received no response.

After much thought, she put the life card back into the storage bag.

He raised his head, his expression froze: "Brother Chen, why are you here?"

Senior Brother Chen didn't seem to notice what happened just now. He looked calm and asked:

"Oh, I just want to ask you, why did you ask me for the Fulong Pill? Is someone targeting you?"

Qiao Qiao quickly grabbed Senior Brother Chen's sleeve and said coquettishly:
"Ah, Senior Brother Chen, I just want more protection. If I die, I have to practice again and I will definitely return it to you in the future!"

"I am your senior brother. As long as I am here, there is no need to worry about life or death."

Senior Brother Chen sighed faintly.

(End of this chapter)