I, Qi Tongwei, took down Zhong Xiaoai, Gao Xiaoqin was anxious

Chapter 225: The military power in this world is a bit high!

This shows that the great monks like Bai Yun and Yan Chixia who appeared in the movie A Chinese Ghost Story are actually just the tip of the iceberg.

In this world, not only are there people who are far stronger than them, but they can also cultivate step by step!

Gulu!

Qi Tongwei swallowed and felt that his luck was really good.

The first spiritual world he encountered was neither strong nor weak, just right for him to transition and build a new foundation for cultivation.

So he stopped hesitating and politely declined the old monk's attempt to win him over with a smile.

Because, even if he can't practice Buddhist magic, he can practice Taoist magic!

Qi Tongwei vaguely remembers Zhiqiu Yiye in the third part of A Chinese Ghost Story.

It seems that he has inherited Yan Chixia's mantle and is also a money-grubber?

If he could buy the inheritance of Shushan with money, Qi Tongwei would be willing to give Zhiqiu a leaf and a whole mountain of gold!

Just as I was thinking about it, there was a burst of shouting and killing suddenly coming from outside the hut.

Then, the young monk Shifang staggered back, with blood on his face and body.

"Master, there's a murderer outside, he..."

The next moment, Zhiqiu Yiye, who had snatched the wallet back, walked in with blood all over his body, and scared Shifang so much that he hid in the corner.

Qi Tongwei just glanced at Zhiqiu Yiye expressionlessly, obviously not taking Zhiqiu Yiye, who was of low cultivation level, seriously.

Zhiqiu Yiye’s strength is good enough to deal with bandits, but it would be a joke if he could deal with Qi Tongwei.

Compared with the powerful Bai Yun, in Qi Tongwei's perception, Zhiqiu Yiye's strength is probably at the broken level.

As for how strong they are exactly, he currently doesn't know the level division in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story, so he can't make a clear comparison.

As for the old monk Baiyun, he didn't even open his eyes.

In the past, he might have tried to persuade her by saying that money is only external to one's body.

But Bai Yun was depressed after being rejected by Qi Tongwei just now, so he didn't want to pay much attention to Zhiqiu Yiye.

However, out of compassion as a monk, Baiyun still took out a small hoe.

He ordered his disciple Shifang to bury the bodies of the dead bandits outside.

Shifang didn't dare to disobey his master's orders, and left muttering to himself and complaining.

And they pieced together the incomplete bodies of the bandits outside.

Ah cut!

Zhiqiu Yiye in the thatched cottage sneezed loudly at this time, then he chuckled and asked Qi Tongwei with a smile.

"You guys don't mind if I start a fire?"

As he spoke, Zhiqiu Yiye took out a tinderbox and lit the pile of wood at the feet of the three people.

Then he took out another jar of wine, took a big gulp and exclaimed in praise.

"Good wine, good wine!"

Perhaps it was the alcohol that made Zhiqiu Yiye subconsciously want to ask Baiyun if he wanted to have a taste.

However, he remembered that Bai Yun was a monk, and looked at Qi Tongwei again.

"This young man, do you want it?"

Qi Tongwei took the jar of wine, raised his head and drank half of it. It felt as light as water, and he gave it back to Zhiqiu Yiye with some disgust.

When Zhiqiu Yiye saw Qi Tongwei's expression, he suddenly felt a little unwilling and said with a bad look on his face.

"Hey, I'm buying you a drink, but you're still like this. I shouldn't have given it to you!"

Upon hearing this, Qi Tongwei smiled slightly and took out a bottle of Shaodaozi from his personal space.

He simply opened the bottle cap and threw it to Zhiqiu Yiye.

"What you're drinking is called horse urine! This is good wine!"

Zhiqiu Yiye smelled the rich aroma of wine, took the Shaodaozi and looked at the wine bottle in amazement, which he had never seen before.

Then, he also imitated Qi Tongwei and took a big sip.

"Hmm! What a good wine! Hiccup!"

Zhiqiu Yiye, who had never been exposed to the tempering of modern alcohol, was obviously intoxicated after one sip.

The more he drank, the more excited he became, and finally he burst into laughter and poured his wine into the fire.

The fire shot up into the sky in an instant. Bai Yun suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at Qi Tongwei reproachfully.

It seemed as if she was blaming him for indulging Zhiqiu Yiye.

Zhiqiu Yiye was also startled and tried frantically to stop the fire from spreading.

But because he was drunk, he couldn't control his strength and ended up making things worse.

At this time, Qi Tongwei raised his hand and used the power of the ancestor witch's fire to calm some of the flames of the fire.

This action caught Zhiqiu Yiye's attention, and he seemed to have sobered up a lot.

“Brother, you…you don’t have any mana, how can you cast a spell?”

Bai Yun also had an expression full of disbelief, and tilted his head to look at the calm Qi Tongwei.

He was looking at Qi Tongwei again with a look of surprise.

Qi Tongwei smiled indifferently, "Who said that if you don't have mana, you can't cast spells?"

His fire power comes from the bloodline of the witch clan, and is not from the same system as the magic power of Buddhism and Taoism.

"So you're from the same field. I'm so sorry!"

Zhiqiu Yiye, who had regained consciousness, clasped his fists and asked, "I am Zhiqiu Yiye, a disciple of Kunlun Sect. May I know who you are, brother?"

Although, Zhiqiu Yiye now changes his name to Yan Chixia and travels around the world.

But that is an excuse to fool outsiders. When facing colleagues, you still have to give your real name to show respect.

"I am Qi Tongwei, I have no sect or school, I am just a wandering wanderer!"

"Forehead……"

Obviously no one believed this, but Qi Tongwei really had no sect or school.

He was too lazy to explain too much because it was too troublesome.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Zhiqiu Yiye quickly stood up and looked outside with a smile.

"Oh, the rain has stopped! There is a market ahead. I will go ahead and chat with you two fellow travelers!"

After Zhiqiu Yiye left, Baiyun withdrew his gaze and asked with a frown.

"My friend, the spell you just cast was related to physical talent?"

He had just secretly opened his Dharma Eyes and indeed did not see that Qi Tongwei had any magical powers.

This shows that Qi Tongwei might have used some kind of mutated qi and blood power.

It’s worthy of being called Baiyun!

The old monk still has good eyesight!

Qi Tongwei nodded, confirming Bai Yun's guess, which made Bai Yun feel even more uncomfortable for a moment.

This was because Qi Tongwei's physical talent was strong enough to allow him to cast magic spells.

What an incredible talent!

"Little friend..."

Bai Yun really couldn't bear to see Qi Tongwei wasting his talent.

From his perspective, with Qi Tongwei's talent, if he could join Buddhism.

At the very least, one can cultivate to the Vajra stage, and it is even possible to break through to the Heavenly King level and touch the Bodhisattva level!

"I know you don't want to become a monk. If you have a connection with Buddhism, you can come to Pingzhou Leiyin Temple to find me in the future. I will introduce you to the abbot!"

"Thank you, Master. I will definitely accept your invitation when I am free!"

"Hey……"

The old monk shook his head and sighed, then stood up, holding his staff, and walked out of the hut.

Qi Tongwei put out the fire and followed Bai Yun and Shifang, who had buried the bandits' bodies, to the market in Guobei Town.

The two had a great conversation along the way. Qi Tongwei's personality was very much to Bai Yun's liking, and as they talked, the three of them arrived at the market.