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

"He thought that by weighing the pros and cons, he would be able to survive the hands of my immortal sects until now... ridiculous."

The Nine Great Immortal Sects are high above the clouds, and they killed all the elites of the Great Yan 40 years ago, so why not just change the dynasty and let the cultivators become the emperors?

The real reason is actually.....not necessary.

What year is it, and they still play the game of fighting and killing.

The desire of a cultivator is to plunder the resources of the world, including the power of incense and vows. What is the use of being a human emperor?

This is like someone raising a group of monkeys in the backyard, and each monkey is regarded as an asset by him.

The monkey king among the monkeys can eat the most fruits and can mate with any female monkey... It's such a cool thing, why doesn't the owner of the backyard become the monkey king?

Wouldn't it be beautiful to support a monkey king and easily obtain the power of incense and fire?

The eternal infamy will be borne by Emperor Yonghe, and the complaints of the common people only point to the Yan Dynasty.

Immortals just stand high and clean, and continue to be worshiped by the world, taking all the face and face, isn't it good?

And the second reason is the theory of luck passed down from generation to generation.

Legend has it that the emperor in the world was blessed with good luck and could not live forever, and his life expectancy was no different from that of ordinary people, but they, immortal cultivators, were not suitable for getting lucky, and committed some taboos.

Of course, even immortal cultivators like them feel that the theory of luck is illusory, and not all immortal cultivators believe in it.

"Since Emperor Yonghe has already arrived at Heyang Prefecture, then this plan of crossing the sea is already half successful."

"The only thing you need to pay attention to is... a small matter." Elder Sun said with a frown:

"An ordinary warrior forced his way into the Xuantian Temple of Heyang City, and died... Such trivial matters are not worth mentioning."

"It is worth noting that Emperor Yonghe's mind."

"It seems that he sent Flying Fish Guards to rescue that ordinary martial artist? This is a bad statement."

Speaking of this, the elders of the Xianmen were silent for a while.

"It seems that although Emperor Yonghe cooperated with my Xuantianzong's plan, he has not completely surrendered in his heart, so there is still luck."

"Then what should I do? Keep hitting him?"

"...Don't use force. At this critical moment, we must not create extra problems."

"If Emperor Yonghe has a rebellious heart and informs any other immortal sect, it will ruin our plan."

"If Emperor Yonghe wants to save that mortal martial artist, then let him save it. It doesn't matter if he is a mortal."

The elders nodded in agreement.

Talking about this, Elder Sun was a little embarrassed:

"But according to the message sent by the Holy Maiden Wu Qingxin, the man is already dead and cannot be rescued."

"...Who killed it?"

"It is the saint Wu Qingxin."

The elders looked at each other, and after a period of silence, their eyes became more playful.

It's also a coincidence to say.

This Saintess Wu Qingxin is actually just a symbol, a banner.

It is rare to be able to have excellent martial arts qualifications and immortal qualifications at the same time...but these immortal cultivators have always looked down on ordinary martial artists, so what is the use of martial arts qualifications?

The reason why Wu Qingxin is a saint is because her surname is Wu.

Wu sage's Wu.

To put it bluntly, it's just a thousand dollars to buy a horse bone.

This does not mean how important the horse bone is.

Over the years, under Xuantianzong's sect, many martial slaves have defected to serve, but that's all.

"Li Wu Qingxin is a saint of the fairy gate. At first, she just wanted to use her as a bait to crush that martial saint."

"Wu Shengren hasn't taken the bait for so many years, I guess I miscalculated the value of Wu Qingxin."

"In that case, what's the use of keeping her?"

"She doesn't really think she's a saint, does she?"

"For the sake of the overall situation, it is natural to abandon an abandoned child."

Wu Qingxin, the Saintess of the Zongmen, did not know at this time that an important news she sent to the Zongmen did not bring her any credit and contribution, but instead became a reminder for her.

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

Moon stars are rare.

In the dark alley in the north of Heyang Fucheng, a small tabby cat with messy fur was walking in the shadows.

This little cat looks like an ordinary wild cat, but its hair seems to be stretched out, with a faint luster.

What's even weirder is that the cat seemed to be drunk, and it wobbled as it walked.

Recalling what happened this morning, little cat is still dizzy.

It burped, and spit out a wisp of dead air invisible to the naked eye, and its whole body was swollen and weak.

Dead air, dead air so thick that it almost overflows!

In the short life of this young demon cat, he has never seen such a strong death energy.

This is not normal.

It doesn't understand why, because it's just a kitten.

Looking back on the day, it was so excited that it doubted the cat's life, and its whole body was limp.

Originally, it still wanted to stop that person from seeking death, but it was exhausted and powerless.

After all, it can tell the difference between a full meal and a full meal.

It didn't know whether the man was dead or not afterward, because it was so high that it passed out.

The little cat continued to walk in the dark alley, only to see the soft moonlight falling from the ground, making the ground silvery white.

Immediately afterwards, it suddenly trembled all over, trembling with excitement.

Because at some point in front of him, a figure like a ghost flashed by, with an irresistible fragrance on his body...

This is an old man with slightly gray temples. He is about [-] years old in appearance, but his eyes are lively, and he does not have the aging spirit of an old man.

"Life and death are impermanent? It's a mascot that suits me."

Qiao Mu, who came back from the dead again, smiled slightly.

With a thought, his consciousness sank into the ocean of his heart.

Evaluation of this death: A (fragrance of ordinary people, disrespectful to gods, disrespectful to heaven, only to burn flesh and blood for all living beings)

Lifespan consumed by death: 16 years

Remaining resurrections this week: 4/5

Current age: 60

skill:

Longevity Fist (Small Accomplishment) Rippled Wave Strength (Second Layer: Er Die Lang) Wu Sheng Sheng Rhino Jue (Small Accomplishment) Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu (Third Layer)

Military Spear Technique (Great Accomplishment) Shadow Transformation Sword Art (Minor Accomplishment)

Iron Crotch Skill (Proficient) Golden Bell Cover Iron Cloth Shirt (Small Accomplishment)

Shulker Step (Small Success)

Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa (Mastery)

Variety of flesh and blood (proficient)

...........

"Time flies, the years are long and unforgiving, and I am already sixty if I am not careful."

"Recalling the youthful years when I was 15 years old, it seems that it was not long ago..."

While feeling emotional, Qiao Mu walked into a hut by the road and unbuttoned his crotch.

The worry in my heart was finally gone.

Proficient level of iron crotch skills, not only can be as hard as a rock, but can even go up and down, left and right...

"Still the old Huang is amazing!" Qiao Mu praised the old Huang who was far away in Yancheng.

Chapter 87 Chapter 83 The staunch Qiao family, the disintegration of the ancestral demon

He had just earned a wave of good news, and he still had an A rating that he had never had before, which suddenly changed his age from forty to sixty.

Closing his eyes and recalling the past 16 years of hard training, Qiao Mu still felt like a dream.

"Practicing martial arts is really too hard, there is no shortcut, only the accumulation of sweat day after day, year after year, and continuous persistence can make it to this point."

"no pain no gain."

"It's really hard for me."

Looking back on the 16 years of hard training, Qiao Mu was also filled with emotion.

Fortunately, he did not give up and persisted all the way to here.

Changshengquan is currently in [Minor Accomplishment], this is because Qiao Mu's Changshengquan was taught by the blind girl Qiao Canxue.This half of the Changsheng Boxing Sutra is only up to the chapter on strength training and the chapter on refining the gods of the third rank, but Qiao Mu doesn't have it.

The same incomplete kungfu, as well as the top martial art "Pure Yang Wuji Kungfu" in the old days, after this hard training, Qiao Mu suddenly broke through to the third level.

The 60-year-old Zhizhen Tongzi Gong still has a lot of gold in it.

The rest of the hard work, light work, and weapon martial arts have made breakthroughs.

What Qiao Mu paid special attention to was actually the breakthrough of the two exercises.

The first, of course, is the Dafa of Disintegration of Heavenly Demons that has been mastered.

"The Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa is really a set of secret methods for me to settle down."

Qiao Mu was also quite emotional.

This is a well-known secret method of self-injury, who knows that he has mastered it after using it time and time again and practicing it for many years.

When Qiao Canxue taught it to him, she just hoped that he could rely on this method to survive and escape from danger.

However, every time Qiao Mu used the opportunity to disintegrate the celestial demon, he would manually create a desperate situation for himself, using various postures and various handsome lines that he thought of to die.

After being proficient in the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa, there is a big difference.

The original celestial demon disintegrated, using an internal force as a guide, overdrawing the potential of the body, squeezing more power from the limbs and bones.

But now that the Heavenly Demon, who has already mastered it, disintegrates, it can also be deployed with Qi and blood as a guide.

Just like when he was ignited with a strange flame by the holy woman Wu Qingxin before, his whole body turned into a stick of incense, and his blood could also be used as fuel.

Of course, this is the disintegration of the celestial demon, not self-immolation, and there is still an essential difference between the two.

Another skill and martial art that attracted Qiao Mu's attention was "Ripples and Waves Strength".

According to what Qiao Canxue said at the beginning, in the Qiao family in Heyang back then, only the head of the Qiao family, who had practiced good fortune, had cultivated this obscure and difficult martial art to the third level, the realm of the triple waves.

And Qiao Mu has now cultivated to the second level, Erdielang.

The higher the death rating, the more efficiently he uses his time.

In these 16 years, the fastest growth is of course the accomplishments of various martial arts and martial arts, not Qiao Mu's own martial arts cultivation.

"I don't know how Can Xue is doing now, whether she has embarked on her immortal path..."

"I'm sixty in a short time, and the way of immortality is no better than martial arts, and I practice quickly. I think I have no chance to hold golden thighs."

Maybe it's because he's getting older, but this night Qiao Mu always recalls old acquaintances from his youth, such as Lao Huang and Qiao Canxue.

Qiao Canxue can be said to be the guide of Qiao Mu Martial Arts.

And in today's Heyang Mansion City, the Xuantian Temple where Qiao Mu first came into contact with the Immortals, happened to be the reconstruction of the former Heyang Qiao Family Courtyard.

Qiao Mu closed his eyes and looked at his dantian.