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

Chapter 432

The mountain road winds up, like a long snake coiling among the mountains.

The storyteller Jiang Chen and the clairvoyant Shunfeng Er walked among them and saw mountains and mountains, and the breeze blew through the forest and the sound of the waves was endless.

However, they had no intention of looking at the surrounding mountain scenery. Wherever the three of them went, they almost kept talking and talking fiercely.

"The Xuantian Sect, one of the Nine Heavenly Celestial Sects, suffered a disaster and has ceased to exist. The entire Nanzhou has been cutting down mountains and destroying temples under the auspices of the Southern Army... There are also rumors that the Yunxiao Sect in Southwest Prefecture has been destroyed. Zong’s disappearance has nothing to do with the Qiao family in Taoyuan Villa.”

The storyteller listened to the wind:

"The importance of this matter is a major earthquake for the entire Jiuzhou and even the entire world of immortality. It is absolutely impossible to hide it."

"It won't be long before the other eight...seven great sects will all know about this drastic change in Nanzhou!"

Shunfeng heard the news here and glanced to the west, he had something to say.

The headmaster of the Yunxiao Sect once tried to conceal this matter, and successfully delayed the news of his death for a full month, hiding it from the entire world of immortality.

However, such rumors cannot last long.

When lies are exposed, there will be even more terrible backlash.

"Not bad." Clairvoyant rarely agreed with Shunfeng Er's point of view:

"No matter what method it is used...a mortal warrior who successfully kills the Taoist Transformation God is enough to make the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect face up to it and create a sense of crisis."

"Although the Taoist Lord of Transformation is strong, to walk in this world, you have to rely on the incense of the world."

"The Nine Heavens Immortal Sects are trying to contain each other and compete for incense. It can be said that the number of Taoist Transformation Lords and Daoist Yuanying Masters in the entire Jiuzhou is limited."

"But mortal martial arts is a field unfamiliar to even immortal cultivators. It is not within this limit and is an unknown variable..."

When the clairvoyant said this, Shunfeng Er and Jiang Chen couldn't help but slow down their steps.

Jiang Chen couldn't help but ask: "Then what will the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect do? Join forces to completely kill the Qiao family and uproot the entire Qiao family?"

"By then, will it be the second alien war after more than 40 years?"

"In my opinion, this is not impossible." The clairvoyant said this and shook his head again:

"I listen to Chaolou storytellers, they just give advice on the world from upstairs."

"Who knows what those cultivators sitting high in the clouds are thinking and doing?"

"If you are someone like the original poster, you might be able to guess a little bit, but we are just talking on paper, and it is useless to say more."

When it comes to listening to the master of Chaolou reading about Chaosheng, everyone is respectful.

After all, these storytellers are either half-demon with demon blood flowing through their bodies, or some strange people. They are able to survive safely in this troubled world until now. They really rely on the original poster.

"The cultivators of the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect are too far away from us, so we can't guess." Jiang Chen said again:

"But the Taoyuan Villa of the Qiao family is not far ahead. How about guessing what the Qiao family is doing now?"

"What else can be done? After doing such a big thing, with the way the Qiao family behaves, they might have already set off towards the third immortal sect." The clairvoyant sighed slightly when he said this:

"Don't even look at it. How many members of the Qiao family have died at the hands of the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect. The two sides have long been sworn enemies."

"What's more, the hatred between them has long exceeded personal hatred and family hatred..."

"In my opinion, maybe you are practicing in seclusion in the villa?" Shunfeng heard:

"The Nine Heavens Immortal Sect is out of reach. If you want to fight against such a powerful enemy, why don't you practice diligently..."

As several storytellers talked about this, the outline of Taoyuan Villa appeared in front of them.

The reputation of Taoyuan Villa has reached its peak in the martial arts world. There is an endless stream of visitors, and the hospitality is excellent.

So after Jiang Chen and others explained their intention, a warrior led him into the villa and came to a forest.

From a distance, he saw the famous village owner Qiao Xin leading Wu Mingkong and others to practice martial arts.

"Hua Jin, why don't you transform? Aren't you afraid of being burned?"

Qiao Xin guided Wu Mingkong, who was holding a long sword, to dodge in front of a ball of flying fire, which was a little awkward.

And there was no politeness in his mouth.

"Learn my moves and do it, right?"

"Aren't you the number one genius in Kyushu?"

Wu Mingkong:......

She naturally remembered that this was what she said when she taught Qiao Xin the Huajin Kung Fu.

Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for Master Qiao from Taoyuan Villa to really show his strength and return the favor to her.

"I'm right..." Xuechanghe also stood nearby and watched, nodding in agreement:

"A person like Villa Master Qiao Xin is extremely knowledgeable in martial arts and cannot be compared to any genius."

"....I have never been so angry in my life." Wu Mingkong gritted his teeth secretly.

She's not stupid either.

I know that Qiao Xin plays a simple and direct way of provoking generals.

But knowing that it is a provocative method does not mean that you can swallow this breath.

I understand the truth, but I'm still angry...

"One day, I will also become a master of energy transformation!" Wu Mingkong gritted his teeth and determined, his chest bulging with anger.

In the past, when practicing martial arts with the Martial Saint in the Martial Arts Association, she never tried her best.

Five or six points of effort is enough to get a score of ninety-five points, which is enough to make the other three thousand martial arts geniuses feel disappointed. What else are you trying to do?

But at this moment, the comparison object in her heart was not the Three Thousand Martial Arts Genius, nor the best swordsman in the world forty years ago.

It was Qiao Mu who had been practicing Huajin for two thousand years.

In his prime, the Sword Banished Immortal was invincible in the Jiuzhou martial arts world. No one could compete with him, and no one could put pressure on him.

But today Wu Mingkong, who is still young, has met the Qiao family. It is still unclear where he will go in the future...

The flesh and blood clone Qiao Xin is instructing Wu Mingkong to practice martial arts.

Qiao Mu, who goes by the name "Qiao Qijin", is watching the show leisurely with his arms folded.

Doing two things at once is no longer a burden to him who has already broken through to the Super Level of Divine Refining.

But this scene made the three storytellers who had just arrived find it a bit strange.

On the way to Taoyuan Villa, they were still having a heated discussion.

What kind of earthquake in the world of immortality, the two major immortal sects were wiped out, the second alien war, etc...

They are still discussing how the Qiao family can actively prepare for war after having just done such a big thing...

As a result, Qiao Xin was in Taoyuan Villa, running into a little girl who was practicing martial arts, and how about aggressive tactics?

And Qiao Qijin simply watched the show with his arms folded?

This indeed made several storytellers feel slightly surprised.

"It seems that we were really talking about it on paper before." Clairvoyant smiled bitterly.

Qiao Mu glanced at them.

He has no friendship with Shunfeng Er.

But Jiang Chen, the storyteller, and the two clairvoyants actually have friendships with him.

Of course, those who know Jiang Chen should be Qiao Mu, who died long ago in Yancheng City when he was a boy. And those who have friendship with clairvoyants should also be the Qiao family members in the Baili Desert.

Qiao Mu knew them, but in their eyes, he was a contemporary martial arts myth who killed the Immortal Sect Master as a mortal.

Qiao Mu pondered for a moment and said:

"Listen to the storyteller in Chaolou? Whatever you want to see, it's up to you. There are no shady secrets in Taoyuan Villa," Qiao Mu said.

"Thank you, Senior Qiao." Jiang Chen and others were naturally a little cautious.

Qiao Mu also nodded, but suddenly lost interest. Just as he was about to leave, he saw a young man walking from a distance, it was Long Shankong.

Long Shankong is the grandson of the "Eight-Armed Heavenly Dragon" who was once the best in the world and one of the top three in the world. He has been practicing "Eight-Armed Heavenly Dragon" and "Eight-Armed Heavenly Dragon Fist" since elementary school.

This man was originally a young first-class martial artist who was rare in the martial arts world. Later, he developed real strength and achieved magical transformation in martial arts.

It's just that there are many geniuses and strong men in Taoyuan Villa now, and Long Shankong, a descendant of the top three martial arts in the past, seems inconspicuous.

"Master of the village." Long Shankong approached Qiao Xin, the flesh and blood clone, and said hello.

He was dressed in smart clothes, his face was slightly red, and he seemed to be quite excited, but there were many torn holes in the trouser legs of his lower body, which looked a little strange.

"What's the matter?"

"For these days, I have been studying the ancestral martial arts "Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon" carefully." Long Shankong said:

"After practicing the "Divine Transformation Technique" and achieving true strength, I finally made a breakthrough..."

"Is there any connection between the Divine Transformation Technique and the Eight Steps of Heavenly Dragon?" Qiao Xin was surprised.

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"The village owner doesn't know something." Long Shankong was quite excited and further explained:

"As a mortal martial artist like us, once our martial arts become magical and we develop true strength, we can certainly fly for dozens or even hundreds of meters, far exceeding the ten-meter limit of a martial artist with internal strength."

"But immortal cultivators, especially immortal masters, have the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the earth."

"As martial artists, if we cannot master similar flying methods, we will ultimately fall short."

Long Shankong's words made everyone couldn't help but nod, especially Li Changshi and other veterans of the Immortal Army.

In the previous battle with the Xuantian Sect in Nanzhou, the two Jianbanxian brothers and Xue Changhe, who had developed his true strength, both killed the Yuanying elder of the Xuantian Sect.

This is also because these people are all peerless masters. Even if they have not mastered the Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon and can walk in the air, they all have profound skills and the energy to fly far beyond a hundred meters.

But it was different on their side of the battlefield.

Although the Three Hundred Immortal Defeating Army is numerous, there are no top experts like Blood Changhe and Sword Exorcist Immortal.

"The "Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon" passed down from my family is certainly the best light skill in the world. You can make eight steps in the air, but it is difficult to learn and master." Long Shankong continued:

"Even if an ordinary martial artist spends half a lifetime, he may not be able to master it."

Speaking of this, Long Shankong was a little helpless.

According to common sense, if the world's number one Qinggong like Tianlong Babu were to appear in this world, it can be said that it would definitely cause turmoil in the Kyushu martial arts world, and countless masters would come to compete for it.

But there are too many martial arts in Taoyuan Villa, including "Divine Changes", "Humanity Sutra", "Blood and Flesh Changes", Qiao Mu's improved "Blood Yuan Gong"... Such amazing skills.

In front of these cutting-edge modern methods, the difficult to practice and master "Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon" is naturally not so dazzling.

The time and energy of martial artists are limited.

In a lifetime of just a few decades, how many martial arts can be practiced?

Although the Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon are good, few people in Taoyuan Villa have practiced them in just a few months.

"What do you want to say?" Qiao Xin asked curiously:

"Have you improved the Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon that has been passed down from your family? Is there any direction for improvement to reduce the difficulty of practice?"

"If you have any ideas, you can tell me."

"It has been improved." Long Shankong smiled:

"However, my way of improvement may be a little different from what the owner of the villa has in mind."

"No point in saying more, just watch it, owner of the villa."

Long Shankong was seen breathing in and out, and the light-colored true energy came out of his body and gathered at his feet.

Long Shankong lowered his body slightly, stepped hard, and his figure suddenly soared into the sky.

When he was in the air, the force of the step was exhausted, and his figure was suspended in the air, but Long Shankong stepped down again, and the light-colored true energy gathered into a small cloud under his feet.

"True energy·Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon!"

Long Shankong walked against the wind, and he stepped out step by step in the sky, and soon exceeded the eight-step limit of the Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon.

In fact, although Long Shankong practiced the Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon since he was a child, he has only practiced the three steps of ascending to the sky so far, and can only take three steps at most.

However, at this moment, Long Shankong took more than eight steps?

Qiao Mu was shocked at first, and then he looked intently, but saw that every time Long Shankong took a step, there was true energy under his feet that gathered into a small cloud.

At first glance, it seemed that Long Shankong was flying in the air, and clouds were born under his feet. He looked extraordinary.

"When Qi and spirit are combined to achieve true strength, there is a big difference."

Long Shankong stood in the air, slowly landed on the ground from the air, and smiled:

"True strength is already a tangible Qi strength, so why can't you just step on the true strength and control the Qi?"

"Originally, the ultimate of the Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon is the Eight Steps of Ascension."

"The original Eight Steps of Ascension is the ultimate of Qinggong, almost Xuangong, so it is very difficult to practice."

"And now, I call this change of the Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon 'Dragon Transformation Step'."

"The difficulty of the Dragon Transformation Step should not be as high as the Eight Steps of Ascension. It is regarded as the change after the true strength is integrated into the Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon." Long Shankong said slowly.

The Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon, transforming into a dragon and ascending to the sky, step by step, clouds.

"Is this... Is this still Qinggong?" After a short silence, the warriors were all shocked.

They are all experienced warriors who have even fought against immortal cultivators. Naturally, they know that the Dragon Transformation Step is of great significance.

"If we could have practiced the Dragon Transformation Step in the Ape City, maybe..." Li Changshi's eyes flickered, and he was ready to try.

Jiang Chen and other storytellers looked at each other, and their hearts were shocked at the same time.

Although they were not warriors who went to the battlefield to kill immortals, they were also knowledgeable...

"I didn't expect that I would see that the Jiuzhou martial arts had taken another step forward just after arriving at Taoyuan Villa."

"The Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon, the Dragon Transformation Step, this may really be a step for mortal warriors to transform into dragons and ascend to heaven..."

While everyone was sighing, Qiao Mu listened quietly to Long Shankong's words.

He did not have the shocked expression of others on his face, but after listening to Long Shankong's words, his expression softened a little.

He looked at Long Shankong who fell from the sky, and looked at his trouser legs that were torn by the Qi force under his feet.

The trouser legs were torn, I think, when he was deducing the "Dragon Transformation Step".

The "Dragon Transformation Step" of the Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon deduced by Long Shankong cannot be said to be a prototype, but it can actually be regarded as a relatively complete first version.

Even without his intervention, it can continue to be deduced and improved in the next few years or decades...

Of course.

If Qiao Mu intervenes, the length of a long-lived dream can deduce the first version of the "Dragon Transformation Step" that has just been created to perfection by himself, and it is even expected to reach the level that martial artists with big cup qualifications can practice.

"Good thing." Qiao Mu said silently in his heart:

"If one day, there is no Qiao family in the world, I think the martial arts of Jiuzhou will not stagnate."

The two thousand five hundred years of long-lived dream is a long journey comparable to the length of civilization history.

Qiao Mu in the dream can make the dream world change day and night with a thought, and thousands of armies appear.

But he is in a dream after all. These dreamers who are born because of his thoughts are affected by his mind in every move, and they are actually different from real living people.

It was like playing rock-paper-scissors with the person in the dream in a lucid dream. As long as the thought came to his mind, he could "guess" the choice of the person in the dream in advance.

But he in the dream would not guess that there would be today.

Jiuzhou martial arts is already progressing.

The establishment of Taoyuan Villa provides an excellent large-scale platform for martial artists to make friends with the same sex, and it can be called a martial arts holy land.

Even if there is no Qiao Mu, and there are no more Qiao family members who are vying to die first, there are still people like Long Shankong, Lu Yanbei, and Xue Changhe in this world who continue to promote the progress of martial arts.

This may be the meaning of the existence of Taoyuan Villa.

Thinking of this, he felt a little relieved and his mood improved.

"I'm a little tired, let's practice here today."

Qiao Mu looked up at the sky. At this time, the moon was high, the stars were sparse, and the night enveloped the earth.

"I hope to have a good sleep this time, and I hope tonight...no dreams."

Qiao Mu turned around and went back to Taoyuan Villa, not paying attention to the storytellers such as Jiang Chen who came to visit, and just walked away.

This back figure fell into the eyes of the storyteller Jiang Chen and others, making them silent for a long time.

Before coming to Taoyuan Villa, they had many guesses in their hearts.

Even when they really arrived at the scene and saw the Qiao family members seriously teaching martial arts, they were still muttering in their hearts.

The people in Tingchao Tower are all travelers chasing the waves. They have always been chasing the pace of the trendsetters of the times.

All the strange news and real events are legendary stories compiled around the legendary figures of the martial arts world.

But now I came to Taoyuan Villa.

I saw the martial arts legend teaching martial arts and being a martial arts teacher.

And Long Shankong, a relatively not very dazzling martial artist, made Jiuzhou martial arts move forward one step further.

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

The three storytellers stayed overnight in Taoyuan Villa, and walked around the villa the next day.

Occasionally, they met Li Changshi, Lu Yanbei and other talkative people, so they asked them carefully.

After a day and a night, they had a clear understanding of Taoyuan Villa.

"Have you thought about it? How should we explain after returning to Tingchao Tower this time?" Shunfenger asked.

"Explanation? What explanation is needed? At this point, is it still important?" Qianliyan looked at the warriors who were sweating in the morning woods and practicing martial arts, and said lightly.

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