Kill me a few more times and I'll be invincible

Has he been waiting around here?

Presumably it was relying on that fat cat to find me.

This thought flashed in Qiao Mu's mind.

Before being taken away by the jailer, he originally entrusted the impermanence to Hai Wuya, thinking that Hai Wuya has been imprisoned for 30 years, and he will be imprisoned for a longer time, whether he will be executed suddenly like him in a while .

But now, Wuchang appeared beside the jailer Fangyuan, so presumably something else happened.

The tabby cat at the jailer Fangyuan's feet meowed, raised its big round face and sniffed carefully, and finally got closer and closer with some doubts, and finally lay down at Qiao Mu's feet, its eyes began to blur again.

Although the cat sniffed with its nose, Qiao Mu knew that it didn't find him by its nose.

But by dying.

Qiao Mu fought back and forth again and again, but it became the fat cat's excellent food.

Qiao Mu's eyelids drooped, and he noticed that every time the fat cat took a breath, the fur on its body was stretching out, and even the hairs were still shimmering faintly under the moonlight, which looked quite extraordinary.

The impermanence at this time is quite different from the impermanence that Qiao Mu first saw in Heyang Mansion Prison.

Sucking lifeless energy is a great tonic for impermanence, its demon cat body is undergoing a transformation that Qiao Mu can't understand.

Qiao Mu looked up at Fangyuan.

"Yes, my name is Qiao Shuanglin, and I am the elder of the Qiao family." He weighed the package in his hand.

"My junior, Fang Yuan, is the jailer of the Heavenly Prison. Senior Qiao Zhong has been teaching me martial arts in the prison for some time, and this 200 taels of silver is also a little property that I will give to the Qiao family according to the agreement with Senior Qiao Zhong. .”

Qiao Mu nodded.

This kid didn't lie or exaggerate, he was honest.

It's just that the 200 taels was double what was agreed before, which surprised him a bit.

"Senior Qiao Shuanglin, this junior is actually waiting here, because I have an important matter to entrust to you..."

Fang Yuan came over and handed over a handwritten cheat book.

Qiao Mu glanced at it, only to realize that it was Hai Wuya's "Sumi Mountain King Sutra"?

In the past, when Hai Wuya was teaching martial arts, this young jailer would listen in on the sidelines, but he didn't expect that he would hand-copied and sorted out the secret manuals of martial arts.

"What do you mean by this? Qiao Zhong taught you martial arts, and you use the 200 taels of silver in return. The business between you and my Qiao family is already settled, so why give me this martial art now?"

Fang Yuan roughly explained, mainly to brag about the extraordinaryness of this exercise and the extraordinaryness of Hai Wuya.

"Senior Qiao Zhong learned this exercise too late, and he was beheaded in a few days. It's quite a pity, so this junior thought that if he could transfer this exercise to the hands of Qiao's family, it would be considered a Have you settled Senior Qiao Zhong's regrets?" Fang Yuan smiled and said:

"Of course, this matter has also been approved by Mr. Hai Wuya, the founder of the exercise, otherwise I would not dare to make my own claim."

Qiao Mu quickly glanced at the handwritten copy of the Sumi Mountain King Sutra.

He doesn't need Fang Yuan to give this exercise, after all, the current Qiao Mu is the highest achiever of this exercise, the only fifth level.

Based on his mastery of the "Sumi Mountain King Sutra", after a quick glance, he confirmed a fact:

This "Sumi Mountain King Sutra" has not been tampered with, or changed key words, or deliberately omitted the second half of the book, it is completely the original handwritten copy taught by Hai Wuya.

Qiao Mu was a little surprised, the jailer Fang Yuan was really good at dealing with him, he was tactful and smooth, and he didn't deliberately trick others in the matter of exercises.

I heard before that he claimed to be a merchant's family in the imperial capital, with considerable wealth, but now it seems that it may be true.

"I see." Qiao Mu accepted the exercise. According to common sense, he really had no reason to reject this inheritance from Qiao Zhong.

But at this time, the young jailer Fang Yuan bowed sincerely and said:

"The younger generation does not seek to worship the senior as a teacher, but only wants to teach me a half way, so that the boy can practice martial arts to strengthen his body, and one day he will kill his enemies with his hands."

An extra 100 taels of silver, and an extra copy of the Sumi Mountain King Sutra, in exchange for a qualification to teach him martial arts?

I have to say that this Fang Yuan is not very old, but he has a lot of heart, and the conditions he gave are really generous...Of course, Qiao Zhong is Qiao Shuanglin, so this miraculous work "Sumi Mountain King Sutra" is actually not attractive to Qiao Mu of.

But in the prison for many days, the young man also gave him roast chicken many times, and Qiao Mu still gave him this bit of affection.

Qiao Mu moved closer to Fangyuan, put his hands on his chest, closed his eyes and worked quietly, and an internal energy directly penetrated into Fangyuan's body to explore, opened his eyes for a long time, quite surprised.

This Fangyuan's practice progress in the "Sumeru King Sutra" is not slow.

This jailer, Fang Yuan, was a rank-[-] inner strength martial artist before Qiao Mu taught martial arts, but now his progress is faster than he expected.

It took more than a month to listen to Hai Wuya's preaching in the prison, and now he has started, his whole body is full of energy and blood, which is more than a notch stronger than the ordinary ninth grade.

"Talent is good, but more importantly... practice hard enough." Qiao Mu showed extraordinary splendor.

The King Sutra of Mount Sumeru is very miraculous, it can find another way to achieve age without decay, and at the same time, it has extremely low requirements for martial arts qualifications.

Relatively speaking, his requirements for the perseverance of the warriors are relatively high, and the time required for martial arts training is relatively long.

To master this skill, it takes years and years of hard work. It takes 30 years of hard work to reach the fifth floor of Qiaomu, which is more demanding than ordinary martial arts skills.

Of course, Qiao Mu, as a badass, has practiced martial arts for 30 years. In addition to the "Sumi Mountain King Sutra", he has also practiced more than ten kinds of martial arts and martial arts.

"Good talent and hard work, how can an ordinary person like me live?" Qiao Mu was a little angry, but suddenly remembered something, and he was relieved.

Thinking about it carefully, if Fang Yuan could reach the first floor in one month, then Qiao Mu would jump directly to the fifth floor in the same month.

..........

In the east of the imperial capital, in an old house with peeling walls.

With his hands behind his back, Hai Wuya paced in the courtyard, gently stroking an old tree planted in the courtyard, his palms gently stroking the rough bark, feeling emotional.

Two days in prison, a total of 30 years, the house is old, even the tree in the courtyard is old.

"Liuguang is a pity, time is the most ruthless thing."

Hai Wuya is silent.

He is the pillar of the Hai family, but in the past 30 years since the second rank official became a death row prisoner, the Hai family has also fallen into ruin.

"I'm almost 80 years old. How many years will it take before I can deduce the complete "Human Dao Jing" that meets my expectations... before everyone can practice martial arts, and the way of humanity can win the way of immortality?"

Undoubtedly, it will take quite a long time.

It could be hundreds of years, it could be thousands of years.

This is a process that cannot be accomplished overnight, and he, Hai Wuya, is also a seed in Wu Shengren's eyes. It is not beneficial at the moment, but may only grow into a towering tree after thousands of years.

If you fall behind, you will be beaten. Talented people and geniuses can only speed up this process, but it is impossible to overcome the long-term accumulation in one fell swoop.

"Wu Shengren's martial art is close to the devil's way. He is too paranoid. He is no longer the first-rank military officer who taught me how to practice martial arts..."

Thinking of the dead Wu Shengren, Hai Wuya also sighed in his heart.

"But regardless of character, Wujihui's martial arts have indeed surpassed ancient martial arts..."

From Hai Wuya's point of view, Wu Shengren is a heavenly genius who can speed up the progress of martial arts, and so is Hai Wuya, but the martial arts of the two are different.

Thinking of this, he suddenly thought of a person.

"Joe Chung..."

"Qiao Zhong is dead, but Qiao Zhong is not alone. There are other Qiao family members behind him, and they are not alone."

After 30 years in the sky prison, almost all civil servants and military generals who dared to die during the late emperor's time were almost extinct, only a few such as Hai Wuya survived.

But in his later years, he was really gratified to see a fellow like Qiao Zhong who wanted to inherit his martial arts and was not afraid of life and death.

"In my lifetime, I don't think I will see the day when humanity will flourish."

"As long as there are ten more Qiaozhong in this world, and the torch continues to be passed on from generation to generation, there will be a day when wildfire will start a prairie fire after thousands of years."

Hai Wuya thought so in his heart.

"Master...I have inquired about the Qiao family you want."

An old butler with gray temples walked in quickly, holding paperwork in his hands.

"At the beginning, the person appointed by the Holy One to interrogate Qiao Zhong was the number one arrester of Wayne in the world. This was inquired from Mr. Wei's house."

Hai Wuya took it over and looked at it, and was immediately amazed.

According to the above, this Qiao family is actually a hermit martial arts family living in seclusion on an isolated island overseas, and their ancestors were once masters of martial arts.

That overseas island is called Taoyuan Island, also known as Taoyuan Township, and the Qiao family has lived in Taoyuan Island to this day.

The Qiao family takes it as their duty to fight against the strong and help the weak, and to be a chivalrous man. The family precepts are strict and they are strict with themselves.

Generations of generations have practiced the martial arts handed down by the ancestors of the Qiao family, and they have practiced hard until now.

Therefore, each generation of this hidden Qiao family has the legacy of being a hero in the past, and is determined to be the "Heroes of Taoyuan".

So this Taoyuan Island was called by the Qiao family...

"Knight Island".

"What a Taoyuan hero..." Hai Wuya was silent after reading.

"The Qiao family is connected by blood, and they protect their weaknesses. After the previous Qiao family members died in Nanzhou, soon some relatives of the Qiao family appeared and wanted to take revenge on behalf of their nephews."

"Now that Qiao Zhong has died in this imperial capital, maybe the next Qiao family will appear soon, right?"

Hai Wuya thought in his heart.

"Human Dao Jing" is not something he can deduce by himself, and I will only be as old as the old martial arts.

Qiao Zhong is dead. If the other Qiao family members are as upright as the rumors say, then it is not impossible for him to pass the "Human Dao Jing" to other Qiao family members.

"Go and find out if there is a new Qiao family in the imperial capital recently..." Hai Wuya told the housekeeper.

Chapter 136 Chapter 130 Blood Sun and Blood Moon Diagram (7k

At first, when he found that the jailer Fangyuan seemed to be a talented and hard-working martial arts genius, Qiao Mu's internal friction suddenly came up.

Then he realized... In fact, he was also a jerk.

Your talent is outstanding martial arts aptitude and hard work. My talent is immortality plus accelerated training. Everyone is a talented person, which is very fair.

Thinking of this, his internal friction was resolved at once.

Not to mention the square radius of the jailer in front of him.

Take Wu Shengren as an example, Wu Shengren is a super genius of the heavenly geniuses, and I, Qiao Mu, am not a genius of another form.

Everyone has a bright future.

"You have reached the first level in such a short time, you are very good." Qiao Mu acted like an elder, and patted him on the shoulder:

"There is no shortcut to martial arts, only sweat will not let you down."

"Diligence can make up for one's weakness. It takes two years to reach the first level after one month of practice, which means that the talent is good enough, and you are also diligent..." Qiao Mu thought of Hai Wuya.

Hai Wuya's "Human Dao Jing" needed such martial arts seeds.

Teaching him martial arts is also a good thing.

Fang Yuan was a little flattered.

After all, as far as he knew, Qiao Shuanglin was the elder of Qiao Zhong's family. According to what Qiao Zhong usually boasted in prison, Qiao Shuanglin was the elder of the Qiao family who was much stronger than him.

From his point of view, this scene is the first meeting of the martial arts expert grandpa, who smiled and encouraged him, how could he not be flattered.

"Then let me ask you again, why do you practice martial arts?" Qiao Mu asked.

Fang Yuan thought for a moment, and said: "I want to practice martial arts to strengthen my body, redeem my ancestral house, kill my enemies, and find my little sister who left home without telling me... As a jailer of the Heavenly Prison, I can't do this." thing."

Qiao Mu nodded and asked again:

"Tell me in detail, is your enemy strong?"

The stronger the enemy, the happier Qiao Mu.

If he could be involved and die because of it, Qiao Mu wouldn't be too excited.

Although he died only once during the day, Qiao Mu's desire for death is like a student's longing for vacation, which can never be satisfied.

Human beings are inherently dead, or heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather.

One high-quality death is better than dozens of low-quality deaths.

The color of remembrance flashed in Fangyuan's eyes, and he said eloquently:

"It starts with my family background."

"My Fang's family was originally an antique dealer in the imperial capital, and they are considered to be somewhat famous. Bo has a family fortune, and there is also a shop in the antique street."