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

Chapter 91 Chapter 86 The Eye of the Blind Woman (4K

Qiao Mu's heart skipped a beat when he heard that.

The exercises in his hands now, such as the "Longevity Boxing Classic" and "Pure Yang Wuji Kungfu", which can directly point to the way of refining gods, are only the first half of the book.

"Wu Sheng Sheng Xi Jue" is a mysterious method of refining that can be practiced by low-level warriors, and there is still a certain difference from the real refining of gods and martial arts.

If Qiao Mu wants to go further in martial arts, sooner or later he will get involved with Wu Ji.

"Where can I find Xingxuan Envoy of Martial Jihui?" Qiao Mu asked directly without any further concealment.

"Haven't you already practiced the "Wu Sheng Sheng Rhino Jue"? Those who have mastered the "Wu Sheng Sheng Rhino Jue" will naturally be able to vaguely communicate with each other, so why not ask me?"

The fake head catcher chuckled, performed lightness kung fu, and quickly disappeared in the dark alley.

Qiao Mu didn't go after her, because from the short conversation, he got some important information about the saint Wu Qingxin.

Compared to chasing after the mysterious Thaolou storyteller, Qiao Mu still cared more about the safety of the saint Wu Qingxin.

"Wu Qingxin's first blood must be taken by me, it cannot be snatched by other people from Wujihui."

He walked out of the deep alley, closed his eyes lightly, and secretly operated the formula of Wu Sheng Sheng Xi Jue.

The vague intuition that was ineffective at times was a little clearer at this time, guiding the tree to a certain location in the west.

What surprised Qiao Mu was that at that location, there were many characters that he could vaguely sense.

"To the west, it should be where the Xingxuan Envoy and others from the Wujihui are located." Qiao Mu opened his eyes.

"The Xingxuan envoy of the Martial Arts Association has summoned experts to hunt down the saintess Wu Qingxin?"

This thought crossed Qiao Mu's mind, and then he glanced in the direction of Xuantian Temple in the north.

The direction of Xuantian Guan didn't produce an intuitive feeling?

This means that the current Saintess Wu Qingxin may no longer be in Xuantian Temple.

"While listening to a storyteller, the saint suddenly ran away? Blame me for being wary of "Wu Shengling Rhinoceros Jue", I was always afraid of being sensed by the intuition of the saint Wu Qingxin, otherwise she would leave Xuantian Temple, I should have sensed."

Qiao Mu walked out of the deep alley, and walked west according to the vague intuition in his heart.

While walking on the road, I heard passers-by looking nervous and talking about something.

"I heard that the saint of Xianmen has been revoked as a saint?"

"Did the fairy make a mistake? Was she punished by the fairy elder above?"

"Let me just say, that Qiaopifu two days ago didn't look like a bad guy, but he was actually burned to death by the saint of Xuantianzong at the entrance of the Taoist temple..."

"Does that mean that Jopiff is a real chivalrous man? I just saw someone tell a story about him, and he was chased away by the government's arrest."

"I knew that someone who could say that kind of thing must be a hero!"

"Justice is at ease..."

The people talked a lot, and Qiao Mu, who was about to go on his way, couldn't help but stop, and stopped to listen to them bragging a few more words.

Qiao Mu didn't expect that he would be rehabilitated suddenly and the public opinion would be reversed.

He felt a little relieved when he heard it.

After all, he died for the sake of the people. Although his life was not worth much, and his tolerance to pain was far beyond ordinary people... But being burned alive is naturally not a pleasant experience.

It's just the reason for the public's reversal of word-of-mouth, which made him feel a little bit pissed.

Jopiff was burned alive, and some people still stood on the side of Xianmen, and there were obviously more people who said good things about Xianmen.

Now that the trend of public opinion has changed, is it actually because of the change of Xianmen's attitude, Xianmen has revoked Wu Qingxin's status as a saint?

His heart sank slightly, and he was about to step away.

Just a few steps away, those people continued to discuss:

"Justice is in the hearts of the people, and in the fairy gate, there are indeed high-sighted immortals. Even if the saint of the fairy gate made a mistake and burned Qiaopifu who pleaded for the people to death in the street, Xuantianzong could decisively kill him. The saint is expelled from the fairy gate."

"Shangxian is very discerning and can deal with things impartially. He really is not a mortal..."

Qiao Mu was taken aback when he heard that.

He opened his mouth to refute a few words, but he couldn't think of anything for a while, and finally he could only walk away silently.

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

Following his intuition, Qiao Mu came all the way to the west of the city.

Before leaving, he secretly went to the house he rented before, and took away all the silver that Wang Songhe had distributed to him.

Where the intuition guides is an inn.

What was unusual was that the door of this inn was closed tightly, and there were several big men with knives on their waists guarding the door outside the closed door.

Qiao Mu's intuitive guidance is within this inn.

He thought for a moment, then went straight forward, and sure enough, he was immediately stopped by the big man at the door.

"The inn is closed today. Didn't you see that the door is closed? Go somewhere else."

"I'm your lord's guest." Qiao Mu said directly.

The two big men looked at each other, but did not relax their vigilance:

"You know our lord, so do you know our lord's name?"

"Is this something that can be said in a place like this?" Qiao Mu looked around on purpose, and seeing no one around, he said slowly:

"Your lord is Xingxuan from the Martial Arts Association--"

Just halfway through the conversation, the faces of the two big men changed wildly, and their eyes frantically signaled Qiao Mu to shut up quickly.

Damn it, there is still a cultivator of Xuantianzong in this city of Heyang Prefecture, this person dares to say this directly, is he really not afraid of getting burned?

At this moment, a voice came from inside:

"Let him in."

The two big men opened the door after hearing this, Qiao Mu stepped into the inn, and found that there were already seven or eight customers in the lobby, each sitting at a table.

One of the middle-aged strong men, a white-clothed swordsman, obviously also practiced the "Wu Sheng Sheng Xi Jue", when Qiao Mu just entered, he raised his eyes and looked at him, and then quickly looked away.

"The eighth person has arrived. It seems to be...the fourth grade?" The white-clothed swordsman smiled and said:

"Although I haven't seen it before, I have also practiced the "Wu Sheng Sheng Xi Jue", so I don't think it is an ordinary person."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the other people looking at Qiao Mu changed slightly.

Those who can practice "Wu Sheng Sheng Xi Jue" are all martial artists with extraordinary temperament, and they have the possibility of stepping on the way of refining gods and achieving the third rank.

Sitting at the same table as Qiao Mu, the swordsman who looked about 50 years old also nodded to Qiao Mu.

"Brother, it seems that you are not a member of the Martial Arts Association. Like me, you also came here for the cultivation of divine skills?" The middle-aged swordsman took the initiative to talk.

He is a fourth-rank martial artist, and he has already seen that Qiao Mu is at the same level as him, and his strength is not weak, so he took the initiative to talk to him.

"Yes." Qiao Mu nodded pretendingly.

"Brother, you must be sixty. At this age, you seem to be quite full of energy and blood, and you shouldn't be too weak, so you must have practiced the best internal martial arts."

The lifespan of warriors is not much longer than that of ordinary people.

The fact that Qiao Mu's qi and blood did not decline at the age of 60 was not due to the ordinary inner martial arts, but the long-lived boxing that had already been achieved in a small way.

In the eyes of swordsmen, this is naturally a sign of superior internal strength.

"The kung fu I practice is also a superior kung fu method I got from Wujihui... Unfortunately, there is only half of it." The swordsman lowered his voice and said:

"If you want to get the second half of the book The Art of Refining God, you have to deal with Wujihui."

When Qiao Mu heard this, he suddenly realized that this swordsman was in a similar situation to him, and both lacked further skills.

"Wu Jihui did it on purpose?" He asked in a low voice:

"The first half of the superior exercises can be obtained at a relatively low price, but the second half is in their hands. If you want to go further, you have to do things for them?"

The swordsman was slightly taken aback, but he still replied:

"Wu Ji will snatch the skills, why should they be easily distributed to others, isn't it normal?"

"Besides, since the Martial Arts Association, today's martial arts is very different from the former martial arts."

"Warriors like you and I can use our own means to obtain superior skills from the Wu Jihui. This is simply impossible in the martial arts in the past."

After hearing this, Qiao Mu also felt that it was not unreasonable.

"Perhaps, this is the reason why a sixth-rank martial artist like Guo Yan can also obtain half of the "Pure Yang Wuji Kungfu"." Qiao Mu guessed.

In the old martial arts world, Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu was regarded as the unique skill of the Wudang Town School, and only a few true disciples of the Wudang School could practice it.

Martial saints broke the gates of the old martial arts and snatched the secret books of the famous schools. From then on, members of the martial arts club can obtain these former top skills at a low price.

The swordsman sighed:

"In the past, the superior exercises were held in the hands of martial arts schools as treasures, and even apprentices with lesser qualifications were unwilling to teach the core exercises."

"Half a book of superior martial arts is actually enough."

"Even if you give the best exercises to the warriors in the world, most of them will not be able to practice too advanced."

"There are no shortcuts in martial arts training. All fighters like you and me who can achieve the fourth-grade strength training have gone through years of hard training. How can ordinary fighters have such perseverance?"

"Indeed, I have reached this point after decades of hard training." Qiao Mu nodded.

After chatting with the swordsman for a few words, he got a little impatient, and asked when he would set off to hunt the saintess Wu Qingxin.

The swordsman in white seemed to be the leader among the crowd, and responded at this time:

"In addition to the Xingxuan envoy who has not yet appeared, wait for the two of us, especially the fourth-rank master Xu Cheng who has been famous for 20 years, the soul-hunter Xu Cheng, we can start our journey if we want to come."

"There should be no suspense for ten fourth-rank to fifth-rank masters to get rid of that saint Wu Qingxin."

Still waiting?

Qiao Mu glanced at the surrounding customers, frowned and said:

"With a lineup like ours, not to mention hunting down a saintess Wu Qingxin, even forcibly breaking into Lou Zhifu's mansion in this city, they are all sure to be able to escape unscathed, right? Why wait?"

"Another self-willed martial artist." The middle-aged strong man who also practiced "Wu Sheng Sheng Xi Jue" looked a little impatient at this moment:

"Wu Qingxin is not only a saint of the fairy sect, she was also a disciple of Wu Shengren back then, how could she be weak?"

"She is now a double cultivator of both immortality and martial arts. Even if she is no longer a saint, she is still very extraordinary. For example, the talisman that Wu Qingxin is good at, the bone erosion and fire talisman, is completely impossible for us martial arts. We can only use it." Dodge lightly."

"Is it that powerful?" Qiao Mu didn't quite believe it.

Before he was burned to death, he was still at the sixth rank, but now after 16 years of hard training, he has already reached the fourth rank, and he feels that his strength has greatly improved.

"Ignorance." The middle-aged strong man shook his head:

"A few days ago, at the gate of the Taoist temple, the holy girl Wu Qingxin burned a warrior to death with the Bone Erosion Lihuo Talisman!"

"Jopiff, the warrior who was burned to death, is not ordinary. It is said that he was once a high-grade warrior who had achieved success in refining gods, but he must die in front of the talisman fire."

"...Really?" Qiao Mu was obviously surprised.

"You're ignorant, aren't you?" the brawny man sneered:

"It is said that Jopiff has a mysterious hidden family behind him. He is not an ordinary warrior at all. He even insulted the emperor and was able to get out of prison unscathed. This background is harder than iron... But even such a character , and it burned out in the same way.”

Seeing the shocked expression on Qiao Mu's face, the strong man also felt that he was very useful.

Just as he was about to continue talking, he saw a blurry afterimage flashing past, it was a mysterious person in a black robe and a black star mask.

"Xing Xuan Envoy."

"Honored envoy." These people bowed their heads immediately.

"No need to wait, let's set off immediately, the saint Wu Qingxin is no longer in this city." Xingxuan Envoy said directly:

"The other three people, including Xu Cheng, who has been famous for many years, ambushed Wu Qingxin outside the city."

"In addition... there are three more people?" The swordsman in white was taken aback, he realized that the number was wrong.

There are ten people in total, and three of them are fighting outside the city, so why are there eight people in this inn?

The envoy Xingxuan also quickly felt something strange, his eyes looked around and fell on Qiao Mu's face.

"Who are you?" His voice turned cold.