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

"This is a boundary-breaking talisman. Its only function is to allow you to enter the lonely city in the desert formation."

He thought for a moment, and threw another blockbuster:

"Actually, over the years, not only one or two people have entered the isolated city from the outside world."

"There is another person among them, who was number one in martial arts 40 years ago, and was called the Immortal of the Sword by the world."

"He is actually an ordinary martial artist, but in the age when the Immortal Sect did not exist, he was regarded by ordinary people as an astonishing and brilliant figure like a land sword fairy. He dominated a generation of martial arts, and he was the leader of martial arts before the martial saint."

"He should still be alive now, but he is trapped in that isolated city, not going out to the outside world."

The Nine Immortal Sects did not pop out from the cracks in the rocks. Their history is much longer than that of the Dayan Dynasty. It is just that in the past, the immortals and ordinary people were separated, and they did not interfere too much in human affairs.

Until a certain immortal cultivator refined the first incense talisman.

When Qiao Mu heard the truth, he believed it a little bit.

You know, that Martial Saint has long been the strongest martial artist in the world, but he claims to be the second in the world, which is somewhat puzzling.

However, this claim is also questionable.

In the past, the martial sage once said that after the Alien War, as the No.11 martial artist in the world, he made an agreement with the top ten martial arts masters in the world to teach them the "Wu Sheng Sheng Xi Jue" and fight to the death ten years later , the winner is only Wu Shengren.

If what Wu Shengren said is true, then this so-called "Sword Banished Immortal" should have died at the hands of Wu Shengren 30 years ago?

So, who is lying?

The boundary-breaking talisman in Daozhen's hand floated up out of thin air, and floated towards the tree.

Daozhen continued: "Wu Shengren ruled the world 40 years after the Inhuman War, but 40 years ago, he was only No.11 in the world. Above him, there are 11 more dazzling martial arts than him. "

"And the most dazzling among them is nothing more than the number one Sword Immortal in the world." Daozhen said:

"Even the self-proclaimed title of Martial Saint means that he has a heart to fight against the sword immortal who once ruled the martial arts world."

"The world calls you the Immortal of the Sword, so I will become the Saint of Wuzhong..."

"As for Jian Banxian, he is indeed worthy of his name. He was not among the [-] officers and soldiers in the past, and he entered the lonely city later."

"In the past 40 years, as the leader of martial arts in the previous generation, has he explored a path different from that of martial arts saints?" Daozhen smiled slightly:

"I've finished my words." Daozhen stared at Qiao Mu with great interest:

"Whether you want to go or not, it's all in your mind."

Daozhen threw out two baits one after the other.

One is the [-] elite remnant soldiers of the past, and the other is the former martial arts leader Jian Banxian.

It is indeed difficult to refuse a Qiao family elder who has a strong personality and values ​​justice over life and death.

In fact, it was really hard for Qiao Mu to refuse.

Wan Ronghua and Sword Demon died, and he had helped Fang Yuan fulfill his wish for revenge, and the matter was over.

Then it's okay to leave the imperial capital temporarily to explore the lonely city.

Qiao Mu stretched out his hand and grabbed the yellow talisman floating in the air in his palm.

If it is an ordinary person, suddenly an enemy appears in front of you in the middle of the night and babbles so much, it is probably a trap.

It is naturally impossible for ordinary people to agree and follow the enemy's wishes.

But Qiao Mu is different, he is not normal.

Born to live forever, Qiao Mu has always acted without any taboos, why should he be restrained by ordinary people's principles?

Is there a trap ahead?Thunder ahead?Death if you touch it?

What, there is such a good thing?

Qiao Mu didn't care at all whether the enemy wanted him to go to thunder or not.

Even if there is thunder in front of him, he will still be excited and eager to try.

He has always cared about only one thing, that is, whether he is handsome enough, and whether he is pretentious enough in the posture of being blown to death after the thunderstorm.

"Hehe, it's just death. After living for so many years, why should I be afraid of death?"

Qiao Mu laughed boldly, grabbed the yellow talisman in his hand, turned and left.

In the first half of the night, he wanted to stand up for Fang Yuan's justice, so he struck out twice, killing Wan Ronghua and Qin Shiqing in succession, and then quietly fled away.

Hearing the news of Dayan's remnant army in the middle of the night, he was willing to go and decided to leave the imperial capital.

Where the heart goes, where the body goes.There is no taboo, and it will eventually come to where it belongs.

Ordinary rules and regulations can't restrain his thinking, as long as he thinks about something he wants to do, he can rush on the road before dawn without having other scruples.

And Daozhen looked at the old man's back, and couldn't help but show a brilliant look in his eyes.

One of his original intentions was to test whether this old man of the Qiao family was as consistent as the other Qiao family members he had met.

At this time, Qiao Mu in front of him did not disappoint him.

Knowing that there is a dead end, but still willing to go.

Such a heroic gesture really made him, a cultivator who likes to observe mortals, admire him.

............

In the middle of the night, Qiao Mu had already made up his mind to leave.

Before leaving, he went back to the Fang family's old house.

I wanted to see Fang Yuan again before leaving, but I didn't expect that Fang Yuan was not in the Fang family's old house in the middle of the night, and I don't know where he went.

"I didn't return all night, did I go to Goulan to listen to music?"

Qiao Mu didn't think much, and was about to leave when he heard a meow, and Wuchang jumped out from the corner of the wall, whimpered at him, and couldn't help but sniffed hard.

"Is this the dead breath from when I died in Wan Ronghua's house before inhaling me, or does it indicate that I will die when I leave the imperial capital on this trip? It's really auspicious."

Qiao Mu couldn't help masturbating wildly with elation, but suddenly the cat broke free and jumped into his shadow.

"Huh? Although this cat looks a little naive and stupid, it seems to be really spiritual."

Qiao Mu shook his head.

When he visited Wanjia's mansion at night, Wuchang didn't follow him.

On the contrary, it was about to leave the imperial capital this time. The cat seemed to have sensed something, and hid in the shadow of Qiao Mu ahead of time.

Perhaps this alien species of demons who are sensitive to death can really know good and bad.

I knew that his going to Wanjia was just a small occasion, so I didn't follow.Now that he was about to leave the imperial capital to find out where the [-] remnants were, he suddenly hid in the shadows.

Just follow it, anyway, Qiao Mu can't drive it out of the shadow.

So, Qiao Mu took advantage of the night and left the old house alone.

He killed Wan Ronghua, and he might be wanted after dawn, so he left the imperial capital at night to avoid trouble.

As for the garrison of the outer city wall of the imperial capital, they naturally couldn't stop his now perfect Shulking Step and allow him to easily climb over it.

Chapter 179 Chapter 173

The drizzle fell on the river with the wind, making small ripples.

Arbor leaned on the railing of the boat and casually looked towards the direction of the river bank.

The rain wasn't too heavy, but the path beside the river had been wet by the drizzle, making it muddy.

Although it was raining and the road surface was a bit muddy, there were quite a few people rushing through the mud with umbrellas in their hands.

"There are quite a few pedestrians..." Qiao Mu was thoughtful.

He's doing fine.

In the imperial capital, in order to assassinate Qin Shiqing and escape, he used the self-mutilation secret method of disintegrating the demon.

After leaving the imperial capital, he found a place to commit suicide to refresh, at the cost of aging, in exchange for refreshing his physical condition to the best.

"The Ching Ming Festival is coming, and those people along the coast are in a hurry, and they should also rush to the cemetery of Anxi Pass to pay homage to the souls of the dead." A voice came from the side, and it was the boss of the boat talking.

After the Alien War, Anxi City was razed to the ground overnight, disappeared without a trace, and turned into a desert for a hundred miles.

Later, the imperial court sent people to build a pass at the junction of the desert. It was supposed to be called Anxi Pass, but this place was regarded as the resting place of hundreds of thousands of soldiers. There is an extra name of Rest City.

Qiao Mu is too old, his physical body is over a hundred years old, very old.

The boss of the boat knew that Qiao Mu was going to Anxiguan, and he only knew that this old man had relatives who died in the war 40 years ago, so he traveled a long distance to Anxiguan to worship.

It's pitiful to think about it this way. The boss of the boat also took care of Qiao Mu, a centenarian, out of sympathy along the way.

At this time, seeing Qiao Mu leaning on the railing of the boat in a daze, he came over and chatted a few words:

"Actually, in the past few years, more people came to worship, and many people did not believe that their relatives had died. They wanted to forcibly break into the Anxi Gate and enter the desert to find the family members of the Anxi City..."

"In the past few years, there have been frequent natural disasters and famines, and there have been fewer people going to Anxiguan. After all, they can't even take care of their own lives. How can there be time to pay homage to the dead..."

Large-scale wars with a scale of 10 people usually take place in the wild areas of Kyushu.

But the Inhuman War 40 years ago was different.

The former martial sages assembled 10 horses and only left the imperial capital for a few hundred miles. Before leaving Zhongzhou, they encountered immortal cultivators from the immortal sect. After the first battle, the entire army was wiped out, and a hundred miles around turned into a desert.

At that time, the first emperor was heartbroken almost overnight, and he, who was originally focused on fighting, turned to bowing his knees to the fairy gate... After all, the Anxi city that disappeared was only a few hundred miles away from the imperial capital.

The Nine Great Immortal Sects can destroy the Anxi City, and it would not be very difficult to destroy the Imperial Capital.

And it is precisely because Anxi City is located in the hinterland of Zhongzhou that people often go to pay homage spontaneously.

"Here, we've arrived, and Anxiguan has also arrived." The captain of the boat moored at the mouth of the river, and pointed forward:

"Old man, please remember not to leave the customs. Those who leave the customs and enter the desert will not be able to return. There is a cemetery at the pass of Anxi. If you want to pay homage to the dead souls, you can go to the cemetery."

Qiao Mu looked forward as the boat boss pointed, and was slightly taken aback.

As a warrior, he has keen five senses, and what he sees and knows is not just the pass in the distance.

The terrain at the pass must be tens or hundreds of meters lower. From here, one can overlook the Anxi Pass ahead and the vast desert outside the pass.

The lowland is already barren, with sparse and dry vegetation, which is quite abrupt, and it is clearly separated from the green grass and green onions behind the trees.

With Anxiguan as the boundary, the grass in front is lush and green, and the back is a barren desert, which is quite abrupt.

........

In front of Anxiguan is a small town, with about a few hundred families, where travelers and businessmen settled in the past.

Qiao Mu sat down in the lobby of the inn at the entrance of the town, ordered a bowl of longevity noodles as usual, to celebrate his 109th birthday, and inquired about news by the way.

"What, old man, do you want to get out of Anxiguan? You should give up this idea." The shopkeeper heard Qiao Mu's words, and quickly persuaded him.

"The one who guards Anxi Pass is a strong lady, the kind who is stern and selfless. She will not let pedestrians pass through the pass."

"If you want to pay homage to the dead, to the north of the town is a forest of steles for hundreds of thousands of soldiers..."

"Why can't we go out? After all, why did the imperial court set up a checkpoint here?" Qiao Mu asked puzzled.

"How would I know...."

The shopkeeper was obviously a little annoyed:

"This town has only been established in the last 20 years. There are hundreds of families in the town, almost all of whom are family members of soldiers who were blocked in front of the Anxi Pass."

"If there is a way to get out, why wait until now?"

"In fact, getting out of customs may not be a good thing." The next table is a middle-aged man with a round face and big bright eyes. He interjected:

"Before Anxi Pass was established, many people entered the desert, but they never returned. Some even said that they encountered Yin soldiers crossing the border in the desert..."

"Big Eye, why are you talking about this story? How can it be so outrageous?" The shopkeeper shook his head:

"I think, maybe the imperial court is afraid of aliens, afraid that the people will go to the battlefield site to pay homage to the souls of the dead, afraid of offending aliens, so they set up checkpoints here."

This inn is not big, and the business is usually relatively deserted.

Now that Qiao Mu chatted with these few people, it actually attracted the attention of the surrounding tables.

"Shopkeeper, the iron lady who guards the gate you mentioned is really so rigid?" A middle-aged man at the next table asked with a frown:

"I don't know. If it's the face of a second-rank official in the dynasty, will she be willing to give it?"

The shopkeeper was shocked when he heard this, and looked carefully at the middle-aged man who spoke.