Journey to the West: Looting of Ten Thousand Worlds

"Forget it, don't worry about this for now. Wait until I accept Yang Guo as my disciple."

Zhou Yi glanced around Zhongnan Mountain and saw that there were many water pools here. Which water pool was it could lead directly to the secret room? It would definitely take a long time to search carefully.

And if something big happened during this half day, it would be too late. After all, according to the time estimation, Yang Guo should have been beaten in the near future.

It had been several months since Guo Jing sent Yang here. According to the original book, Yang Guo's escape to the ancient tomb should not be far away.

…

Time is like water, three days passed in the blink of an eye.

On the afternoon of the fourth day, Zhou Yi was meditating. Hong Qigong ran up the mountain with piercing eyes and said, "Master, there is news. Yang Guo was bullied by Zhao Zhijing and Lu Qingdu together, but that boy Yang Guo seemed to have learned the toad skill.

After being injured, he used the Toad Kung Fu, severely injuring Lu Qingdu with one move. Now Yang Guo has fled to the location of the ancient tomb in a panic. Zhao Zhijing and others are looking for him. It seems that they want to deal with Yang Guo."

"Very good. Thank you for your hard work."

Zhou Yi stood up and said with a smile.

"No hard work, no hard work, this is what a disciple should do."

Hong Qigong said hurriedly.

After spending a few days with Zhou Yi, he found that Zhou Yi was actually a very easy person to get along with, and Zhou Yi was really kind to him. If he had difficulties in cultivation and didn't understand something, he would go and ask, and Zhou Yi would know everything.

There’s nothing left to say.

Meeting such an unabashed immortal master, Hong Qigong felt that he had made the right bet!

Therefore, he became more respectful to Zhou Yi.

Basically, he would do whatever Zhou Yi ordered without hesitation. Of course, it is unknown how deeply this was affected by the reincarnation disk.

"Let's go."

Zhou Yi walked down the mountain, carrying the wind along the way. Under the guidance of Hong Qigong, he arrived at the back mountain of Quanzhen Sect in just a moment. He looked closely and saw only the figures of people among them, and many of them were shouting curses.

They admired Yang Guo, especially two of them.

One of the two people is a middle-aged Taoist priest, who looks quite handsome, but the fierce and sinister look in his eyes shows that this person is not easy to mess with; the other is a young Taoist priest with delicate features.

"Those two people are Zhao Zhijing and Lu Qingdu."

Hong Qigong said from the side.

"Um."

Zhou Yi nodded, and his body floated forward, like a fleeting shadow. In just a moment, he surpassed everyone in the Quanzhen Sect.

Hong Qigong followed closely behind, and his speed was extremely fast.

"Who?!"

Zhao Zhijing seemed to be aware of it, but when he looked around, there was no one there. He was a little surprised, but he didn't think much about it. After all, this is the forbidden area of ​​the Quanzhen Sect, the largest sect in the world. Who dares to mess around?

Zhou Yi and Hong Qigong soon arrived in front of the ancient tomb.

Here, Zhou Yi saw a very handsome young man.

"He is Yang Guo."

Hong Qigong.

"Take him and follow me."

Zhou Yi glanced at the location of the ancient tomb. He had already heard the buzzing sound of Yufeng. Thinking of the fate of Yang Guo and others in the original work, he ordered Hong Qigong and turned around to leave.

"Yes, master."

Hong Qigong responded, and with a leap like an eagle soaring into the sky, he was in front of Yang Guo in just a moment, grabbed him and left.

"Ah. Who are you and what are you doing! Let me go, let me go!"

Yang Guo was running away in panic when he was suddenly caught by someone. He was frightened to death and struggled wildly like instinct, howling in his mouth.

"Boy, you are lucky, don't scream."

Hong Qigong grabbed Yang Guo and ran as fast as the wind. He lowered his head and looked at Yang Guo with a smile, and said warmly, "I am Hong Qigong. I came here to save your life on the orders of my master. You are lucky. Many people may not be able to catch up in their eight lifetimes.

This blessing."

Hong Qigong was puzzled as to why Zhou Yi wanted to save Yang Guo, but who called Zhou Yi the master? The master didn't say it, and his apprentice didn't dare to ask casually.

"Hong Qigong, Hong Qigong, are you Hong Qigong? Hong Qigong, one of the five unique people in the world."

Yang Guo didn't understand why at first, but soon he realized what was going on. His eyes widened with disbelief on his face.

"Of course, who else in the world dares to impersonate me, an old beggar?"

Hong Qigong was as fast as the wind, running wildly with Yang Guo, and soon passed the boundary where Zhao Zhijing and others were, and ran towards the high mountain.

"Is it really Hong Qigong?!"

Yang Guo stayed for a few seconds, and soon he reacted and said in surprise, "Thank you for saving me. If you hadn't just appeared, I would have been caught by those stinky Taoist priests, and I would have been worse off than dead.

!”

"Don't thank me."

Hong Qigong chuckled and said, "If you want to thank me, thank my master."

"You still have a master?!"

Yang Guo just thought it was incredible. This was the top five masters in the world and the Central Plains! Who has the qualifications to be his master?

Even if there is, considering Hong Qigong's age, shouldn't his master have passed away?

"Your master is still alive!"

Yang Guo was surprised and confused at the same time, "But your master should be at least over a hundred years old. Why would such an old man come here to save me?"

“We just draw our swords to help when there is an injustice.”

Hong Qigong would not say that he deliberately waited here for several days.

"I see."

Yang Guo suddenly realized.

"Besides, my master looks very young. When you see him later, remember to be polite and respectful."

"Very young? How young can you be?"

Yang Guo disagreed. Hong Qigong seemed to be in his eighties, so even if his master was younger, he should be in his eighties, right?

But as Hong Qigong led him to the top of the mountain and respectfully saluted a young man, he staggered and almost fell over.

"Hong, Hong Qigong, you, he, this..."

Yang Guo pointed at the Book of Changes, his face was full of shock, and he couldn't even speak fully.

"Yes. He is my master."

Hong Qigong pulled Yang Guo, motioned to him, and whispered, "Boy, why don't you salute my master quickly?"

"Oh, salute, salute."

Yang Guo glanced at Zhou Yi with a doubtful look on his face, and then looked at Hong Qigong. Seeing that Hong Qigong's face was serious and did not look like he was lying, he felt that all three views were shattered. He was confused and didn't know.

He bowed several times to Zhou Yi, until a clear voice came to his ears, he shuddered and came back to his senses.

"Boy, what does my master want to ask you?"

Hong Qigong looked at Yang Guo with a strange expression, somewhat understanding his mood. You must know that when he first met Zhou Yi, he was no better than Yang Guo.

"Question, what to ask?"

Yang Guo was still a little confused and sluggish.

He still couldn't believe that the young man in front of him, who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, could actually be the master of Hong Qigong, who was in his seventies and eighty years old?!

If Hong Qigong's Qinggong hadn't been extremely good just now, and he easily avoided Zhao Zhijing's search, his martial arts was extremely high, and it didn't look like he was cheating. He would have doubted whether the two people in front of him were deliberately playing tricks on him!