Chapter 145
This was the method he used when he and Guo Yan's subordinates both died on the cliff outside the city, then turned around and entered the city lord's mansion.
However, Qiao Mu's hesitation was regarded as hesitation by Daozhen.
He stretched out his hand, and a yellow talisman appeared in his hand:
"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 dropped another bombshell:
"Actually, over the years, there have been more than one or two people who entered the isolated city from the outside world."
"There is another person among them, who was the best in the world of martial arts forty years ago, and was called the Sword Exiled Immortal by the world."
"He is actually an ordinary martial artist, but in the era when immortals did not appear in the world, he was regarded by mortals as an amazing and talented figure like the Land Sword Immortal. He dominated the martial arts for a generation and was the leader of martial arts before the martial saint."
"He should still be alive now, but he is trapped in that isolated city and cannot leave the outside world."
The Nine Immortal Sects did not spring out of the cracks in the rocks. Their history is much longer than that of the Great Yan Dynasty. However, in the past years, the immortals and the mortals were separated from each other and did not interfere too much in human affairs.
Until a certain cultivator refined the first incense talisman.
When Qiao Mu heard what Daozhen said, he believed it in his heart.
You know, the martial saint has long been the strongest martial artist in the world, but he claims to be the second best in the world, which is a bit puzzling.
However, Daozhen's statement is actually somewhat doubtful.
In the past, the Martial Saint once said that after the Alien War, as the eleventh martial artist in the world, he made an agreement with the top ten martial arts masters in the world to teach them the "Martial Holy Spirit Rhinoceros" and fight to the death ten years later. , the only winner is Wu Shengren.
If what Saint Wu said is true, then this so-called "sword-banished immortal" should have died in the hands of Saint Wu thirty years ago?
So, who is lying?
The boundary-breaking talisman in Daozhen's hand floated out of the air and floated towards the tree.
Daozhen continued: "Martial Saint Ren dominated the world in the forty years after the Alien War, but forty years ago, he was only the eleventh in the world. Above him, there are ten more dazzling warriors than him. one person."
"And the most dazzling among them is none other than the world's number one sword-banished immortal." Daozhen said:
"Even the self-proclaimed title of Martial Saint represents a desire to compete with the sword-banished immortal who once ruled the martial arts world."
"The world calls you the Immortal in the Sword, then I will become the Saint in the Martial Arts..."
"And Jian Banxian is indeed worthy of his name. He was not among the 100,000 officers and soldiers in the past. He only entered the isolated city later."
"Forty years have passed. As the leader of the previous generation of martial arts, has he explored a path different from that of the martial saint?" Daozhen smiled slightly:
"I've finished my words." Daozhen stared at Qiao Mu with interest:
"Whether you want to go or not is up to you."
Daozhen threw out two baits one after the other.
One is the remnants of the one hundred thousand elite soldiers from the past, and the other is the former martial arts leader who was banished to the Immortal by Sword.
It is indeed difficult to refuse an elder of the Qiao family who has a strong character and values righteousness over life and death.
In fact, it was indeed difficult for Qiao Mu to refuse.
Wan Ronghua and Sword Demon are dead. He has helped Fangyuan achieve his wish for revenge, and the matter has been settled.
So it's okay to leave the imperial capital temporarily to explore the isolated city.
Qiao Mu stretched out his hand and grabbed the yellow talisman floating in the air in his palm.
If you are an ordinary person, and an enemy suddenly appears in front of you in the middle of the night and talks so much, it is most likely a trap.
Naturally, it is impossible for ordinary people to agree and comply with the enemy's wishes.
But Qiao Mu is different, he is not normal.
Born to be immortal, Qiao Mu has always had no taboos in his actions. Why should he be restricted by ordinary people's principles?
Is there a trap ahead? Is there thunder ahead? Will you die if you touch it?
What, such a good thing?
Qiao Mu didn't care whether the enemy wanted him to go through the thunder or not.
Even if there is thunder ahead, he will be excited and eager to try.
There was always only one thing he cared about, and that was whether the posture in which he was killed after being struck by lightning was handsome enough and pretentious enough.
"Haha, it's just death. I have lived 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 uphold justice for Fangyuan, so he struck twice, killing Wan Ronghua and Qin Shiqing in succession and then quietly escaped.
In the middle of the night, I heard the news about Dayan's remnant army. I was happy to go and determined to leave the imperial capital.
Wherever the heart goes, the body goes. There are no taboos, and we will finally reach our destination.
Ordinary rules and regulations cannot constrain his thoughts. As long as he has an idea and something he wants to do, he can be on the road before dawn without having to worry about anything else.
Daozhen, on the other hand, looked at the old man's back, his eyes couldn't help but reveal something special.
One of his original intentions was to test whether this old man from the Qiao family was as consistent as the other Qiao family members he had met.
And the arbor in front of him at this moment 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 thought about leaving.
Before leaving, he still went back to the Fang family's old house.
I wanted to see Fangyuan again before leaving, but I didn't expect that in the middle of the night, Fangyuan was not in the Fang family's old house, and I don't know where she went.
"You stayed up all night, did you go to Goulan to listen to music?"
Qiao Mu didn't think much and was about to leave when he heard a meow. The tabby cat Wu Chang in the corner jumped out and whimpered towards him. He couldn't help but bring it closer to his nose and inhale fiercely.
"Is this absorbing the death energy from when I died in Wan Ronghua's home, or does it indicate that I will die when I leave the imperial capital on this trip? It's so auspicious."
Qiao Mu couldn't help but was so excited that he started masturbating wildly, but suddenly the tabby cat broke free and jumped into his shadow.
"Huh? Although this cat looks a bit naive and stupid, it seems to be quite spiritual."
Qiao Mu shook his head.
When he visited Wanjia's mansion at night, Wu Chang did not follow him.
On the contrary, when he was about to leave the imperial capital this time, the cat seemed to have noticed something and hid in the shadow of the tree in advance.
Perhaps this alien species among monsters that is sensitive to death energy can really know the good and bad times.
I knew that his visit to Wanjia was just for a small occasion, so I didn't follow him. Now he was leaving the imperial capital to explore the location of the 100,000 remnant troops, so he suddenly hid in the shadows.
Just follow it, Qiao Mu can't drive it out of the shadow anyway.
So, Qiao Mu took advantage of the night to leave the old house alone.
He killed Wan Ronghua and might be wanted after dawn, so he left the imperial capital late at night to avoid trouble.
As for the defenders on the outer city wall of the imperial capital, they naturally couldn't stop him from now perfecting the Hidden Shadow Step, allowing him to easily climb over it.
Chapter 173 Son of Hai Wuya
The drizzle fell on the river with the wind, creating tiny ripples.
The trees leaned on the railing of the boat and looked casually towards the river bank.
The rain was not heavy, but the path along the river bank was already wet and muddy from the drizzle.
Although it was raining and the road was a little muddy, there were many people holding umbrellas and wading through the mud in a hurry.
"There are quite a few pedestrians..." Qiao Mu thought thoughtfully.
He's in pretty good shape.
In the imperial capital, in order to assassinate Qin Shiqing and escape, he used the secret method of self-harm, the disintegration of the demon.
After leaving the imperial capital, he found a place to commit suicide and refresh himself, at the expense of aging in order to refresh his physical condition to its optimal state.
"The Qingming Festival is coming soon, and those people along the coast who are in a hurry must also be on their way to the cemetery at Xi'an Pass to pay homage to the souls of the dead." A voice came from the side, it was the boss of the ship talking.
After the Alien War, Anxi City was razed to the ground overnight and disappeared without a trace, turning hundreds of miles into a desert.
Later, the imperial court sent people to build a pass at the junction of the desert. It was originally supposed to be called Anxi Pass, but this place was also regarded as the resting place for hundreds of thousands of soldiers. Those who came and went were called Anxi Pass, and the lost lonely city was also called Anxi Pass. An additional name was added to the city of Rest.
Qiao Mu is too old. His physical body is over a hundred years old, very old.
The boss of the ship knew that Qiao Mu was going to the Anxi Pass. He only knew that this old man had relatives and descendants who died in the war forty years ago, so he traveled a long distance to go to the Anxi Pass to pay homage.
It's quite pitiful to think so. The boss of the ship was also out of sympathy and looked after the centenarian Qiao Mu along the way.
Seeing Qiao Mu leaning on the ship's railing in a daze, he came over and chatted for 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, so they wanted to break into the Xi'an Pass and enter the desert to find their family members in the Xi'an City..."
"In the past few years, there have been frequent natural disasters and famines. There have been many fewer people going to Xi'an Pass. After all, if you don't even care about your own life, how can you have time to pay homage to the souls of the dead..."
Large-scale wars involving 100,000 people usually occur in the border areas of Kyushu.
But the Inhuman War forty years ago was different.
The former martial saint gathered a hundred thousand troops and only left the imperial capital a few hundred miles away. Before leaving Zhongzhou, he encountered the immortal cultivators of the Immortal Sect. After a battle, the entire army was wiped out and a hundred miles around turned into desert.
At that time, the late emperor's heart was broken almost overnight. He who originally focused on fighting turned to grovel to the Immortal Sect... After all, the disappeared city of Anxi was only a few hundred miles away from the imperial capital.
The Nine Great Immortal Sects can destroy the city of Anxi, so it won't be difficult to destroy the imperial capital.
And precisely because the city of Anxi is located in the hinterland of Zhongzhou, people often go there spontaneously to pay homage.
"Well, we've arrived at the shore, and we've arrived at Xi'an Pass." The boat owner stopped at the river bank and pointed forward:
"Old man, please remember not to leave the customs. No one who leaves the customs and enters the desert can come back. There is a cemetery at the Anxi Pass. If you want to pay homage to the souls of the dead, just go to the cemetery."
Qiao Mu looked forward as the ship boss pointed, and was slightly startled.
As a warrior, he has keen senses, and what he sees and knows is not just the pass in the distance.
The terrain at the pass is tens to hundreds of meters lower. From here, you can overlook the Anxi Pass in front and the vast desert outside the pass.
The lowlands were already desolate, with sparse and dry vegetation, quite abrupt and distinct from the green grass behind the trees.
With Xi'an Pass as the boundary, the grass is green in front and the desert is behind, which is quite abrupt.
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In front of Xi'an Pass is a small town, with only a few hundred households, which is where travelers and merchants stop by.
Qiao Mu sat down in the lobby of the inn at the entrance of the town and ordered a bowl of longevity noodles as usual to celebrate his 109th birthday and to inquire about the news.
"What, my father, you want to go to Xi'an Pass? It's better to give up on this idea." The shopkeeper heard what Qiao Mu said and quickly advised.
"The person guarding the Anxi Pass is an iron lady, a selfless type. She will not let passers-by pass."
"If you want to pay homage to the souls of the dead, there is a forest of steles of 100,000 soldiers to the north of the town..."
"Why can't you leave the border? After all, why did the imperial court set up a border here?" Qiao Mu asked doubtfully.
"How would I know...."
The shopkeeper was obviously a little angry:
"This town only came into existence in the past twenty years. There are hundreds of households in the town, almost all of them are the families of soldiers and soldiers who were blocked in front of the Anxi Pass."
"If there is a way to get out of seclusion, why wait until now?"
"Actually, being out of seclusion may not be a good thing." At the next table was a middle-aged man with a round face and big, bright eyes. He interjected:
"Before the Anxi Pass was established, many people entered the desert and never returned. Some even said they encountered Yin soldiers crossing the border in the desert..."
"Big Eyes, what are you doing with this story? How can it be so outrageous?" The store manager shook his head:
"Let me see, maybe the imperial court is afraid of strangers. It is afraid that people will go to the battlefield sites to pay homage to the dead souls, and it is afraid of offending strangers, so they set up checkpoints here."
This inn is not big, and business is usually relatively deserted.
Now that Qiao Mu started chatting with these people, he attracted the attention of people at the surrounding tables.