Chapter 156
Thinking of this, he also felt a little ashamed.
Before, he only thought of imagining a reinforcement force from Dayan to give some hope to the soldiers and people in the city, but he didn't think about it in detail. Now that he thinks about it, there are indeed some omissions.
"If you want to listen, I will have a good talk with you today." Qiao Mu's eyes were bright and he didn't look like he was lying at all:
"Forty years after the Alien War, Kyushu faced unprecedented pressure."
"The soldiers and civilians of this isolated city are fighting, and there are people fighting across Kyushu. You are not alone."
"Under the heavy pressure of strangers, the progress of Kyushu martial arts in the past forty years has surpassed that of the past hundreds of years!"
"Nowadays, martial arts in Kyushu in the outside world are developing with each passing day. Martial arts has been divided into 'ancient methods' and 'modern methods'..."
Qiao Mu did not lie with these words, but copied the words of the members of Wujihui.
"The so-called modern method, the so-called martial arts today, is to steal the yin and yang, seize the good fortune, gather great power into one body, and physically destroy all the methods of immortality..."
"Immortal magic can turn the sea into dust, and turn hundreds of miles of scorched earth into a desert. But what we are doing now is to explore the possibility of fighting the immortal way with martial arts and defeating the immortals with force."
Many people listened, and gradually became stunned, as if they were listening to a book from heaven.
The blueprint Qiao Mu was drawing was simply a fairy tale, a beautiful dream, which made them feel too false and absurd even to imagine it.
Lu Yanbei frowned upon hearing this.
What is this Qiao Shuangsen talking about?
He was also a martial artist from the outside world, but he came in a year earlier than Qiao Mu.
How could he not know that there was such an outrageous development in martial arts in the outside world?
And the body can break all laws? The people in Wujihui don't dare to brag like that, right?
These words can be used to deceive people in the city, but there is no way to deceive him.
Captain Hai frowned. He was a little unsure of what Qiao Mu was doing now.
I asked you to cooperate in acting, why are you bragging?
The purpose of acting is to give hope to the soldiers and civilians in the city, but if it is the way Qiao Mu brags it, it will seem too beautiful and too fake, and it will actually make people suspicious.
What does he want to do? This was not something we discussed before, right?
Hai Siyuan naturally didn't know what Qiao Mu was thinking.
"You might as well take a guess, how old am I, Qiao Shuangsen, now?" Qiao Mu smiled.
"Looking at her appearance, she must be eighty, right?" someone guessed.
"About eighty-five?"
"There are eighty-year-old old men in the city, but he looks older. I guess he is around ninety years old."
"Are you kidding? How can a ninety-year-old veteran still cross this desert alone? I guess he is seventy years old, he just looks old."
After listening to everyone's guesses, Qiao Mu smiled and revealed the answer.
"I, Qiao Shuangsen, am one hundred and nine years old this year."
Everyone was in an uproar.
"My age is not the important point. The important point is that I am one hundred and nine years old. I am still the captain of the Immortal Defeating Army and can cross the desert."
Qiao Mu’s tone was sonorous and his words were full of energy:
"When a person reaches a hundred years, he will not grow old. This is because I have practiced this method."
Lu Yanbei frowned and thought of something.
"He's talking about the Heyang Qiao family's longevity fist?"
"No, although Changshengquan claims to be able to age without fading, the requirements for martial arts qualifications are quite high."
"After so many years, only the head of the Qiao family can survive at the age of eighty, but if he is older, he may not be able to maintain it with his skills."
"Besides, the essence of the Qiao family's Immortality Fist is to lock in the loss of Qi and blood, just like the stranger who practices the Immortal Way and doesn't show his old appearance... And this Qiao Shuangsen is obviously not a practitioner of the Immortality Fist."
Qiao Mu on the general stage seemed to hear Lu Yanbei's muttering and explained:
"The secret of my old age lies in a martial arts technique that can be practiced by everyone. It's called "The Sumeru King Sutra"."
"This is the martial arts today."
"With such martial arts, it is possible to fight against immortals."
The whole military camp was in an uproar, and people were talking a lot.
This isolated city is no ordinary city. Because it is threatened by aliens all year round and has frequent wars, all adult residents have some understanding of martial arts.
But what Qiao Mu said was a subversion of their understanding of martial arts.
Captain Hai felt his head buzzing.
It wasn't until this moment that he roughly understood what Qiao Mu wanted to do.
He didn't just want to give the people in the city hope to get out of the desert, but he wanted to give the people in the city, including the serving veterans in the isolated city, and the disabled veterans who had retired from the front line, a hope of defeating the immortals with force.
But...is this lie too big and too false?
Hai Siyuan was bent on making up a false hope, but he didn't know that Qiao Mu's goal was more than that.
He didn't come to this isolated city just to sit back and watch the soldiers and people of this isolated city live out the rest of their hard life with false hope.
Hai Siyuan's lie is like giving a match to the residents in a desperate situation, allowing the soldiers and civilians in the city to see their own hallucinations and longing for dreams before they die, and then die in the wind and snow with this false hope in mind .
Not so with Arbor.
What he was trying to do was bring fire to the people of this lonely city.
It gives people the belief to survive, rather than an illusion of happiness before death.
Chapter 184 Let you act, not brag
In the military camp, Qiao Mu spoke passionately on the general stage about the great changes in Kyushu martial arts in the past forty years.
The isolated city is not alone. There are also people outside who are holding on and developing martial arts in the long night.
Hai Siyuan below was at a loss when he heard this, and kept muttering, wondering why this foreign old man Qiao suddenly started acting.
I asked you to act, but I didn’t ask you to brag about your awesomeness...
If Hai Siyuan's original wish was to use this lie to give the soldiers and people of Gucheng a shot in the arm when the city was about to collapse.
Then Qiao Mu didn't just take a cardiotonic drug, he simply stewed it in a pot with strong medicine, and wanted to take these twilight old people to practice martial arts to strengthen themselves.
When Hai Siyuan was a little confused and unsure of Qiao Mu's intentions, someone gently tapped him on the shoulder.
When he looked back, he saw a thin old man with two swords on his waist.
"Captain Hai, although this old man is from the outside world, is he telling lies?" The old man lowered his voice and asked in Hai Siyuan's ear.
Hai Siyuan immediately felt something in his heart.
Lu Yanbei, a Sanren of Mujian, is one of the only two outside Kyushu warriors to survive in this isolated city.
And unlike the other swordsman who was once famous all over the world, Jian Banxian, he entered the isolated city thirty years ago... Lu Yanbei only came in last year.
This means that the so-called dramatic changes in Kyushu martial arts in the past forty years can be hidden from other people, but it cannot be hidden from Lu Yanbei at all!
"Not bad." Hai Siyuan naturally had to admit.
He told the whole story about his plan and intentions, trying to persuade Lu Yanbei not to reveal the matter.
"I won't expose this lie...but..." Lu Yanbei sighed slightly.
Once this lie is told like this, there is only one way to go.
Because if this kind of big lie that is meant to deceive the entire city's military and civilians is exposed, it will definitely severely dampen the fighting spirit of the entire city's military and civilians.
In this case, I'm afraid it would be worse than before lying...
"Now that the matter has come to this, we can only help him hide it." Lu Yanbei also made a decision, but there was a lot of slander in his heart:
Acting is acting. You speak so fully and raise the martial arts of Kyushu to such a high level. Are you over-acting?
This is like walking on a tightrope on a cliff. Once you make a mistake and are exposed, you will be doomed.
What about the tree above?
After he got on the tightrope, not only did he walk carelessly, he even tied sandbags to his legs to bear weight, and then somersaulted on the tightrope.
He himself was very interested in what he said on the general stage, but insiders like Hai Siyuan and Lu Yanbei were worried.
Worry is worry.
Lu Yanbei indeed saw that the people in the military camp who listened to Qiao Mu's speech were gradually infected by the blueprint of Kyushu martial arts he described.
"The lonely city is not alone. It is meaningful for us to survive so hard."
An old soldier with a broken leg burst into tears: "When General Li Changge took us and other soldiers to cut off General Wu's queen, wasn't it just to secure a future for Kyushu behind him?"
"Today the foreigners are powerful, so stay silent. One day there will be newcomers in Kyushu who will hold up the torch."
"The rapid progress of martial arts in the outside world shows that there are indeed people of the same sect in other places in Kyushu that we can't see, and they are fighting against the aliens just like us."
For these veterans who have been fighting in the isolated city for forty years, what they fear is not death or sacrifice.
But I am afraid that my sacrifice has no meaning and only touches myself.
Dust returns to dust, dust returns to dust, and the lonely city with only 300 old soldiers left is about to be annihilated in the hundreds of miles of yellow sand in this desert. It has been resisting for forty years without any daylight, but it is not known to the outside world.
No one knows they fought desperately, no one inherits their will to resist...
At that time, the destruction of the isolated city will be the complete demise of the hundreds of thousands of elites of the former Great Yan.
And now, the picture of Kyushu martial arts depicted in Qiao Mu is as beautiful as an illusory dream... How can they not make their hearts swell?
Lu Yanbei listened quietly, and his tightly tightened heartstrings relaxed a little.
You can lie, you can lie, you can brag, it's up to you.
Even if it is false, he does not want to expose it. Lu Yanbei is also tired. In his later years, he has to fight on the battlefield for a whole year. Even if someone deceives him about hope, he is willing to be deceived...
He was tired too.
No one is made of iron. Even if you were full of ambitions at the time, you will feel tired and disappointed after forty years.
Characters who always look forward with hope and are never depressed or lost have always existed only in the mouths of storytellers.
Just when Lu Yanbei was ready to accept lies and deceive himself and others.
I saw the tree on the stage looking down at the people in Wuyang Wuyang below the stage, pointing at one of them with a smile:
"What you say is unfounded."
"Even if I could tell you something with my mouth, you wouldn't believe it all."
"We martial artists have never been talkative. Today I will let you all witness the current martial arts after forty years of drastic changes."
"That old man over there with two swords on his waist, come up."
"You and I are gesticulating, so that you can see what abilities I, an old man over a hundred years old, have to be a pioneer, and what are the differences between ancient and modern martial arts?"
The audience was in an uproar, and countless eyes followed Qiao Mu's guidance and landed on Lu Yanbei in the audience.
Lu Yanbei is not a small player in this isolated city. As one of the few foreign warriors, at least half of the people in the city recognize him.
The name of Lu Yanbei, the Sanren of Mujian, is indeed extraordinary in all nine states. He was once also placed high hopes by the soldiers and people of the isolated city...
Even Lu Yanbei was startled.
Invite him to a competition?
He frowned. If he clicked on Qiao Shuangsen on the stage to show off his fists, he was looking at the wrong target.
Although he is old, he is still a well-deserved master of swordsmanship in Kyushu. Even now that he is old, he can easily use a wooden sword to play with the second-grade martial arts of the Great Yan court.
As a former martial arts representative, his strength is more than enough regardless of his status.
Moreover, as a martial artist who uses swords, Lu Yanbei is best at single combat in the ring.
If it were a battlefield battle, an old man like him would have much weaker endurance than a mature warrior due to the decline in physical strength and blood.
But what if it’s a competition in the ring? He is not vain at all.
"You want to find me?" Lu Yanbei also had a grudge in his heart.