Novelink Chapter 492
Chapter 492
Rixuan made Zhang Yu's figure become more and more withered, like a dead tree.
But he didn't care, he just stared at the girl in the boat in the sea of suffering.
The Bitter Sea Boat is translucent and shrouded in a thin layer of mist. You can only see the graceful figure of the girl inside, but you can't see the specific details of her face.
"Wait a minute, since you said that the first sage is a second type of person, a 'talent' that is different from a 'genius'." Qiao Mu suddenly asked:
"Then where was she born?"
"Mr. Qiao Gui, I guess you don't know this." Ri Xuan envoy Zhang Yuyu said slowly:
"I heard that even the current head of the Xue family, Xue Changhe, is in Taoyuan Villa."
"In my opinion, the Xue Changhe and the entire Xue family can be regarded as the second type of 'talents'."
"There is no Blood Family in this world. They use a special initiation method to teach Qigong for thousands of years... This Blood Family is the only one in this world. They have a special physique and are different from ordinary people."
"So, where did this Blood family come from and why was it born?"
When Zhang Yu, the envoy of Rixuan, said this, the truth of the matter was clearly revealed.
"The Gate of Immortality." Qiao Mu said slowly.
"Not bad." Rixuan envoy Zhang Yuyu continued:
"Immortal monks have a very long lifespan, and the Immortal Sect is a group of aliens who study mortal martial arts."
"Thousands of years have passed. In such a long time, could it be that the Changsheng Sect has only given birth to one Xue family and the Heyang Qiao family?"
"What the Immortal Sect does behind the scenes, what you and I have seen is just the tip of the iceberg."
"They have been studying mortal martial arts...not martial arts and martial arts."
Speaking of this, the Rixuan envoy once again stared at the sleeping girl in the boat on the sea of suffering, and said slowly:
"And this first sage is the 'son of martial arts' in the Changsheng Sect, which is equivalent to the Taoist disciple of the Immortal Sect. It can be regarded as the masterpiece of the Changsheng Sect's research on martial arts for thousands of years."
"Taizu is born with a body of medicinal spirit, and has the top physique among martial artists in the world. And this first sage has the top physique created by the Immortality Sect."
"As for how the Martial Saint stole this 'First Sage' from the hands of the Eternal Life Sect, it is another long story."
"She is a born martial artist. When she wakes up, she may become the next generation of human martial arts bearers."
Rixuanshi looked directly into Qiao Mu's eyes and asked seriously:
"So, Mr. Qiao Gui has decided?"
"Once this boat on the sea of suffering is opened, it will be completely destroyed."
"My cultivation has reached the golden elixir stage, and I still have hundreds of years to live. I can continue to hide for hundreds of years. If this boat in the sea of suffering is moved, there will be no turning back, and there will be no room for regret."
"Although Mr. Qiao Gui is invincible in the world, can he leave a final insurance policy as Wu Sheng thought before he was alive?"
"Let's go." Qiao Mu said calmly:
"If you continue to wait, can you cross the sea of suffering and reach the other shore?"
"Now is the best time." Qiao Mu paused and said solemnly:
"The martial arts of my Qiao family is the pinnacle of martial arts in the world."
"Even if you endure the hardships for hundreds of years, no one will surpass you."
The majesty of these words made Taizu Yan and others next to him look at him with suspicion.
Although these words were full of enthusiasm, they also made everyone sigh and admire.
Only Qiao Mu can say this, after all, he was already the most powerful man in the world half a year ago.
And the Qiao family behind him made the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect feel unfathomable.
It's just that they don't know...where does this so-called Qiao family's magic come from, and where does Qiao Mu's confidence come from?
"Human Dao Jing", "Divine Transformation Technique", "Blood Yuan Gong", "Tianmo Body Training Technique"...
In the eyes of the world, the magical skills of the Qiao family did not spring out of the cracks in the rocks.
The emergence of each martial art comes from thousands of attempts and errors in the dream of immortality for more than 10,000 years.
Outsiders who create new martial arts have to feel their way across the river to avoid going too far.
The number of times the trees in the dream have gone crazy and died is many times more than the number of deaths in reality.
Just half of the "Human Dao Jing" that Hai Wuya has been seeking for his whole life, if Kyushu warriors continue to deduce it on their own, I really don't know that it will take hundreds or thousands of years for the "Human Dao Jing" to appear.
Not to mention the "Divine Transformation Technique" that transforms the spirit-refining martial artist, and the "Blood Yuan Kung"...
This is Qiao Mu’s confidence.
His confidence comes from more than 10,000 years of accumulation.
"How much better can the martial arts of the future be in a few hundred years than mine?"
"Zhang Yuyu, let's do it."
Qiao Mu stepped forward and stopped in front of the boat in the sea of suffering.
The Rixuan envoy nodded and took a step forward.
He pinched the magic formula with his hands and muttered words in his mouth, so in the underground secret room, the dense cold air continued to rush towards him, and the chill in the air gradually disappeared.
With a flick of his finger, a silver thread slowly emerged from the boat on the sea of suffering.
Then, if the ice-like boat on the bitter sea was centered on the silver line, the cracks spread rapidly outward.
With a soft click.
The boat on the sea of suffering was finally split into two, and the dense mist gradually disappeared, and the true appearance of the graceful girl inside appeared in front of Qiao Mu.
He glanced inside, and his heart suddenly shook.
This is actually a familiar face, like a beauty coming out of an ancient painting, unlike any other in the world.
Qiao Mu's pupils shrank slightly as memories emerged in his mind.
The girl "Wu Feixian" in the boat in the sea of suffering actually looks exactly like the original Qiao Canxue, but she is a little younger and a little childish.
When she felt suspicious in her heart, the girl's eyelids trembled slightly and she opened her eyes.
Her eyes are quite strange and completely black, and they look like a deep abyss at a glance, making people unable to help but fall into it.
"Wu Feixian..." Rixuan envoy Zhang Yuyi muttered:
"No, maybe I should call you...Qiao Feixian."
Rixuan made Zhang Yuyu exhale a breath of turbidity.
"Uncle Zhang, what year is this? You are old." The girl who woke up looked at Zhang Yuyi.
At this time, Rixuanshi's beard and hair were as white as snow, and his body was drying up quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Qiao Mu suppressed the doubts in his heart and turned to look at him:
"Why is this so?"
"Why should Mr. Qiao Gui stay?" Zhang Yuyi smiled lightly and said:
"In order to avoid being hunted by the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect monks, I formed an alliance with Nawu Saint decades ago and became the Rixuan Envoy of Wujihui."
He glanced at Li Gongde and continued: "Li Gongde is different. He is the Yuexuan envoy of Zhongzhou. He is responsible for the intelligence of a state, so he can be considered as staying out of the matter."
"But as the Sun Xuan Envoy, I am the ears and eyes of the Martial Saint. Even though many people were not killed by my own hands, I helped the tyrants to do evil and naturally created countless karma."
"Yesterday's cause is today's effect. If you are freed from the burden today, you will naturally deserve to die."
Warm reminder: The website is about to be revised, which may cause the loss of reading progress. Please save the "Bookshelf" and "Reading History" in time (it is recommended to take screenshots to save). We apologize for the inconvenience caused to you!
Zhang Yuyi turned to look at the girl who had just woken up and continued:
"Sheng Wu is dead. From now on, your surname will be Qiao."
The girl nodded and slowly knelt down towards Qiao Mu:
"Father. From now on, Qiao Feixian is the sword in your hand. If you have orders, you can do whatever you want."
Qiao Mu narrowed his eyes and said nothing, but just helped her up from the ground.
At this time, the gradually drying up of the Sun Xuan envoy Zhang Yuyu suddenly laughed loudly:
"Taizu, you gave away this rare talent in this world to others. The Imperial Family of Dayan refused to accept it, and she could have been named Yan...do you regret it now?"
Yan Taizu stared at Qiao Feixian for a few times and only snorted coldly:
"Zhang Yuyu, are your last words just to give me a last try?"
"What a joke. All the heroes in the world are just my pet, so why should I cherish them?"
He stared at Qiao Feixian carefully again, and suddenly sighed quietly:
"What a delicate little girl, she has been ruined by the martial arts saint. How can she be treated as a knife in someone else's hands? Although Jiuzhou is in chaos, it is not yet time for this little girl to go to the battlefield and carry the banner."
Rixuanshi was silent. His hair was white now, his skin was dry and atrophied, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he only said softly:
"It seems that I didn't make a wrong bet."
Finished speaking.
His withered body spontaneously combusted in this underground chamber and gradually turned into ashes.
................................................................. .....................
"Qiao Feixian, do you really obey my words?"
"No matter what the request is, will you agree?" Qiao Mu looked at Qiao Feixian's delicate face in front of him with a playful expression.
"My foster father has a destiny, so I dare not disobey him." Qiao Feixian's pupils trembled, but she finally answered calmly.
"Then I will say it." Qiao Mu said:
"You go to Taoyuan Villa in Nanzhou, find a person named Wu Mingkong, and compete with her. It's best to suppress her arrogance."
Qiao Feixian was stunned, but naturally agreed.
Soon, she followed Wu Jing and Li Gongde and turned around.
In the imperial garden, only Qiao Mu and Yan Taizu were left.
"You are such a poor person." Taizu Yan sighed.
Afterwards, several more secret books were put on the table.
"Dayan Jue" and "Causation Retrospective Fist"...
This is a new method created by some seventy-two sages who were taken away from the arsenal by the Rixuan envoy Zhang Yuyu.
These new techniques are not necessarily powerful. Although the "Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu" and "Tathagata Divine Palm" practiced by Qiao Mu are old martial arts techniques, their power is astonishing even in today's martial arts.
Like Wu Aotian's "Aotian Divine Fist", most of these new methods are unique and ingenious, and can be used as Qiao Mu's martial arts qualifications to draw parallels.
"Another gift in return?" Qiao Mu was not polite and quickly read through them one by one.
Strictly speaking, it was not a barter transaction between the two of them. There was no agreement between the two parties, it was just a tacit understanding.
Qiao Mu taught the techniques such as "Lingxi Sound Transmission Technique" and "Divine Transformation Technique" again and again, not just to Yan Taizu alone, but to the entire Taoyuan Villa for public teaching.
It's just that people like Xue Changhe and Long Shankong realize that they are short-handed and will give gifts in return.
The vast majority of martial artists are unable to come up with secrets to return gifts, or do not return gifts at all.
And the gifts that Taizu Yan kept giving back over and over again were the only ones he received.
Qiao Mu wondered whether Yan Taizu was in conflict with him, and who was more polite...
Qiao Mu first opened the "Dayan Jue" and found it quite interesting.
This is an alternative martial arts forbidden technique, which is not even considered martial arts. It can be called metaphysics.
In this Jiuzhou martial arts, some middle and low-grade martial arts, especially hard skills, often have so-called barriers and weaknesses.
What a whole-body hard kung fu, only the heels and navel are the gate, and the kung fu will be broken if touched.
But when it comes to top-notch martial arts such as the "Indestructible Magic Kung Fu", which is the best in the world, there are actually no barriers and it can be said to be perfect.
Wu Xuan, the founder of the Dayan Jue, didn't think so.
Dayan's number is fifty, Tianyan's is forty-nine, leaving a thin line to compete with others.
He believes that there is no perfect technique in this world, and there is no "impossible to break" defense.
And this Dayan Jue is fighting for that glimmer of opportunity.
"Is this a magical forbidden art that burns warriors and turns the impossible into a chance? It's just too metaphysical after all. Even if it is used, it may not be useful."
Qiao Mu fell into thought.
Wu Xuan, the founder of the Dayan Jue, ranks fifth among the seventy-two sages, still above Wu Aotian who created the "Aotian Divine Fist".
This ranking is quite high and represents the affirmation of the Martial Saint.
Among the other secret books, there is also a "Causal Retrospective Fist" that Qiao Mu feels is a bit interesting.
This boxing technique is actually a kind of counterattacking boxing technique. It talks about parrying first, then using the force to strike, and using the force from the other party to repay the other party.
From this point of view, it is quite similar to Wu Mingkong's method of transforming energy.
Qiao Mu only glanced at other martial arts secret books, then closed them and stood up.
"Are you leaving?" Taizu Yan said:
"Where to go?"
"Go to Dao Dao Sect." Qiao Mu said calmly:
"Half a year is long enough. Since we can't find any trace of the other immortal sects, it's time to put an end to it."
"This should be done sooner rather than later."
Rather... the appearance of Qiao Feixian made Qiao Mu even more wary of the disappearing Gate of Immortality, so he prepared to end it as soon as possible.
"It seems that you really don't have enough food and salt." Yan Taizu said, poured another glass of practice wine for Qiao Mu, and said slowly:
"Neither the adopted daughter nor the martial arts secrets can shake your determination at all."
He still remembered Qiao Mu's desire to die that he showed during the last conversation, and his strange mentality of treating every day of the rest of his life as his last.
Qiao Mu looked at the wine glass on the stone table, his own image reflected in the wine, and suddenly said:
"I have a friend named Ma, named Marathon. He likes running very much."
"Every time he runs, he often runs for three or four hours before stopping. He almost runs from Yancheng in Nanzhou to Heyang Fucheng."
"Your friend's hobby is... very special." Taizu Yan didn't know why.
Qiao Mu continued:
"He told me that he was in good shape and strong when he first started running, so he walked briskly."
"When he runs to the back, he will naturally get tired. There will be inns along the official road where he can drink water and eat for a short rest. These will allow him to run further."
"But there are no gods or saints in this world, and mortals eventually have their limits. No matter how much you rest, you cannot run indefinitely."
"What if my friend surnamed Ma's destination is not Heyang Fucheng, but like Kuafu chasing the sun, chasing the sun that he can never catch up with?" Qiao Mu looked into Yan Taizu's eyes and said slowly.
Warm reminder: The website is about to be revised, which may cause the loss of reading progress. Please save the "Bookshelf" and "Reading History" in time (it is recommended to take screenshots to save). We apologize for the inconvenience caused to you!