Chapter 160
"The entire isolated city is facing a siege by strangers, and everyone has the fighting spirit to fight to the death, but he has long since lost this spirit."
The former best swordsman in the world who banished immortals no longer exists, and now he is just the best villain in the world.
Speaking of this, Lu Yanbei also felt a gloomy feeling in his heart. It could be said that he hated iron but could not make steel.
Thirty years ago, his brother Jian Banxian disappeared inexplicably, and he actually wanted to find him. Later, he was tricked into this isolated city by a disciple of Dao Dao Sect.
It doesn't matter if you don't enter the isolated city. Only after entering the isolated city will you know what Lu Yannan, the sword-relegated immortal, has done in these years.
Captain Hai was right. In the past year, Lu Yanbei had been fighting side by side with the soldiers to protect the isolated city. In fact, he had the intention of wiping his brother's ass, and he felt a little guilty in his heart.
"Isn't it right?" Qiao Mu frowned secretly. This was slightly different from what he had heard about the sword banishing immortals beforehand.
"Sword Banished Immortal, I came here today because I have something in mind to inquire about." Qiao Mu thought for a moment and said.
"I once heard Master Wu talk about the past."
"After the Alien War happened forty years ago, Wu Shengren escaped alone and created the "Martial Holy Spirit Rhinoceros"."
"According to what he said, he quickly found the top ten warriors in the world, and I guess you were among them, right?"
The half-lying Sword Exiled Immortal thought for a moment and nodded:
"It happened a long time ago, it must have been thirty years. Do you, an old man like you, still care about such old events?"
Qiao Mu continued:
"Wu Shengren said that at that time, he made a ten-year agreement with the other ten people to teach you the "Wu Shengren Rhinoceros" and decided to discuss swords ten years later to determine the only survivor... Is this possible?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?" Jian Banxian said casually.
"Then if that's the case, why are you still alive?" Qiao Mu asked directly.
Moreover, Jian Banxian was standing in front of him at this moment, and he could feel that this person had not practiced the "Martial Holy Spirit Rhinoceros".
This is contrary to what Wu Shengren said originally.
"You are talking about this." Jianbanxian thought hard for a while and said:
"At that time, that boy Wu Shengren was acting very solemnly."
"I originally didn't want to agree to practice the "Martial Holy Spirit Rhinoceros Technique", but he was very serious and the atmosphere was already there, so I just nodded. Who knew that Wu Shengren was really serious about it..."
Jian Banxian spread his hands and looked helpless.
"We are just Jianghu people. Should we and other Jianghu people be responsible for the common people's affairs?"
"Wu Shengren, that kid is a military attache of the imperial court, and he wants to use the mantis as a chariot."
"That's not the case for me. With my three-foot sword, I can only protect myself, and I don't have any ambition to defeat immortals with force."
"So, you ran away? Hiding in this isolated city?" Qiao Mu asked sharply, without caring about the other party's identity.
Jian Banxian smiled and was noncommittal.
"Do you think that the other nine people except me are willing to die?"
"At the beginning of the ten-year agreement, they may still have great ambitions."
"But they also have family and friends. Ten years from now, they may not have their original intentions. One or two of them do regret it, but it's too late."
"There is no turning back when you shoot a bow. After practicing the "Martial Spirit Rhinoceros Technique", it means there is no way out. Only one of them is destined to survive." Jian Banxian said calmly:
"So the remaining nine people have all achieved the martial arts of the Martial Saint."
Chapter 188 Wudang Chunyang
In the past, among the top ten martial artists in the world, except for the Sword Exiled Immortal, the other nine were all lost at the hands of the Martial Saint.
When the ten-year agreement was fulfilled, among the nine people, there were one or two who had regrets, and some who were determined to die generously... No matter what their attitude was, the final result was the only victory. By.
The winner is the Martial Saint.
The last survivor is not one person, but a collection of the most powerful martial artists. In his opinion, he will eventually bear the long-cherished wish of an entire generation of martial arts and the souls of hundreds of thousands of soldiers to resist the aliens.
Forty years ago, the sword banished the immortal, and forty years later, the martial arts saint, these are the martial arts leaders of the two generations before and after the world's martial arts.
It's just that I don't know whether it was because Sword Banished the Immortal deliberately avoided the battle, or there were other reasons, but the two most powerful men did not tell the difference at the moment when the ten-year agreement was fulfilled.
"So, you didn't dare to fulfill your agreement with the Martial Saint and fight to the death, so you hid in this isolated city?" Qiao Mu said directly.
He is not afraid of heaven and earth, and he is not afraid of the sword to banish immortals.
What's more, the deeds of the sword banishing immortals that I heard from Captain Hai and Lu Yanbei were not very bright and powerful, and they were not worthy of Qiao Mu's respect.
Others may be jealous, but personal conduct is irrelevant.
But Qiao Mu doesn't. He has no fear of death, so he has no taboos. The strength of a strong person cannot make him fear or respect him.
"Huh?" Jian Banxian glanced sideways at Qiao Mu, half-smiling but not smiling:
"Old man, don't start a fight here. Do you think I will care about this clumsy way of provoking generals?"
"The martial saint from forty years ago was not qualified to challenge me."
"Don't flatter yourself, it was one thing forty years ago, what about thirty years ago, and what about now?" Lu Yanbei interjected.
Wu Shengren was not the most dazzling martial artist forty years ago. There were ten more powerful warriors than him at that time. However, among these people, only Wu Shengren made it to the end.
Lu Yanbei seemed to be quite willing to squeeze on his biological brother. After several words, he was speechless by the sword banished immortal.
"Just say so. It's boring to talk to you. I'm sleepy."
Jian Banxian waved his hand and closed his eyes. He soon heard the sound of snoring and fell asleep in just a few breaths.
Lu Yanbei next to him saw the corners of his eyes twitching, but he could do nothing.
"I'm sorry, my brother has always been unruly in his behavior. It's also my fault that I couldn't help but say a few words about him." Lu Yanbei sighed:
"My two brothers were involved in the world when they were young. I thought that an elder brother is like a father, so I, the elder brother, always wanted to discipline him more, but instead he... Forget it, let's not talk about it. "
Lu Yanbei put a hand on his forehead, feeling helpless:
"Brother Qiao publicly taught the King of Sumeru Sutra for the sake of the people of Gucheng, which is heart-breaking. If there is any need for Lu, Lu will help him."
"But this time I brought Brother Qiao here, but I didn't expect that I couldn't help but say a few more words to him, and missed Brother Qiao's business."
"No need, not to mention I don't have anything serious to do." Qiao Mu said casually.
He acted casually and purely based on his preference, and he actually didn't have any serious purpose in coming to see this banished immortal.
If this banished immortal is a big BOSS, he will be ready to explode his gold coins. If this banished immortal is an old man, he will find a way to harvest his wool.
As a result, this banished immortal seems to be a messy person, so he has nothing to say.
Unexpectedly, after saying this, Lu Yanbei was surprised and said:
"Aren't you looking for him to ask for the "Pure Yang Wuji Gong" technique?"
Qiao Mu was startled.
Seeing Qiao Mu's reaction, Lu Yanbei roughly guessed something and just said:
"I've been traveling around the world all my life, so I'm quite knowledgeable. I even fought with you in the martial arts arena. It's not easy to hide your martial arts skills from me."
"The exercises you major in should be the "Longevity Boxing Sutra" of the Qiao family in Heyang, and the "Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu" of the Wudang sect in the past, right?"
Immortality Fist is quite famous, and Chunyang Wuji Kung Fu is even more familiar to Lu Yanbei.
"My younger brother was spotted by the Taoist Priest of Wudang in the past and was accepted into the sect as a true disciple, so he practiced Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu. Of course, this was many years ago."
"He has long been an abandoned disciple of Wudang, and now even the Wudang sect no longer exists." Lu Yanbei looked a little embarrassed.
It seemed that this past incident made him a little uncomfortable looking back. It was obviously not a pleasant thing.
"Speaking of which, it seems that the Wudang sect was wiped out by the Wusheng, right?" Qiao Mu unconsciously glanced at the sleeping Sword Exorcist.
Even if he is an abandoned disciple of Wudang, he is considered to have a connection with the sect. He seems to be a heartless person who can sit back and watch the sect being exterminated.
Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, the snoring above the immortal statue stopped.
"You secretly say bad things about me while I'm not paying attention, right?" Jian Banxian said with some annoyance in his voice:
"The bully guys in Wudang are not good people. Didn't they just ask me to go out to discuss swordsmanship on behalf of the master, and I lost?"
"I was seriously ill at that time! I almost died, but because of this, they said that I had ruined the reputation of the Wudang sect and wanted to expel me from the sect."
"It's okay not to enter such a school!"
"Even if I don't join Wudang, I will still be the leader of swordsmanship!" Jian Banxian shouted, his voice was loud and powerful.
He seemed to be quite resentful towards the Wudang Clan. At this moment, he became a little less lazy and gained a little more energy as a strong man.
It's just that Jian Banxian didn't speak, but when he spoke, Lu Yanbei, an old man who was relatively well-behaved, couldn't hold it in anymore.
"After so many years, do you think it's time to start confusing right and wrong? Am I still alive?"
"Do you dare to tell me clearly what disease you were suffering from at that time?" Lu Yanbei asked.
"...I won't talk to you about these old things." Jian Banxian said nothing. He jumped into the backyard of the Taoist temple and disappeared.
Lu Yanbei glanced at the direction where Jian Banxian disappeared and sighed in his heart.
"I'm sorry. I burst into anger when I saw him. I really can't hold it in."
Lu Yanbei sighed.
In front of the sword-banished immortal, the self-restrained demeanor of a famous martial arts legend of his generation disappeared.
Qiao Mu looked at it strangely. The two brothers looked more like father and son than brothers, judging from the age difference in appearance and the way they talked.
"Mr. Lu, what kind of disease did the Sword Banished Immortal suffer from?" Qiao Mu was curious.
Lu Yanbei looked embarrassed and did not answer immediately. He looked around and talked about him.
Qiao Mu's curiosity had been aroused. He thought about it and asked deliberately:
"I think the Wudang Sect has gone too far. Birth, aging, illness and death are normal. How can one expell a disciple from the sect on the grounds of the reputation of the sect because of a serious illness? This Wudang is really merciless."
Lu Yanbei hesitated to speak, and finally could only explain:
"It's not Wudang's fault."
"Because my brother, before he represented the sect in the sword debate, suffered from... flower or willow disease."
Chapter 189 Gucheng Arsenal (3k
Flower or willow disease?
Qiao Mu took a deep breath on the spot and subconsciously glanced at the direction where the sword-banished immortal left in the Taoist temple's backyard, exclaiming that it was so terrifying.
After all, he is also a Wudang Taoist priest, and he can fight on behalf of the sect. He also practices the "Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu", the secret technique of the Zhen sect that only a few disciples can learn. The Sword Banishing Immortal's status in the Wudang sect is definitely not that of an ordinary disciple.
Such core disciples go out to discuss swords with other sects, which represents the reputation of the sect... Especially Wudang is a famous sect, and it is also a Taoist sect. This Hualiu Bing can indeed be said to be the first of its kind for the Wudang sect.
Lu Yanbei saw Qiao Mu silently looking towards the backyard of the Taoist temple, but she mistakenly thought that he wanted to enter the backyard, and quickly waved his hand to stop him:
"Brother Qiao, don't go in the Taoist temple's backyard."
"This backyard is his forbidden area. No one can enter except him, not even me, who is his elder brother."
Qiao Mu became interested when he heard what he said:
"It seems like there are some secrets hidden in this backyard?"
Lu Yanbei was startled, shook his head and said:
"I asked him once, but he made a fuss and didn't answer me clearly. He just said that the yard was just some unfinished stone lumps, which were not enough to attract the attention of outsiders." Lu Yanbei thought for a moment. :
"If it's an ordinary female portrait, it's not like I've never seen it before. There's no need for him to hide it from me."
"Brother Qiao, do you think it's possible that he is hiding silently, with a thousand swords buried in the backyard, and will one day come out to kill the immortal?"
"I think you think too much of your brother." Qiao Mu spread his hands and said:
"I think it's more likely that there are dozens of statues of his confidante in the backyard, but they may be without clothes."
Lu Yanbei was speechless for a moment. He imagined what his brother would do and felt that it was really possible.
He could only sigh and lead Qiao Mu out of the abandoned Taoist temple.
"If Brother Qiao wants other god-refining techniques, there should be a few kept in the arsenal of the military camp in this city. Brother Qiao might be able to try his luck." Lu Yanbei said:
"This arsenal was built under the leadership of General Li Changge in the past, and the person guarding the warehouse now is the brother of General Li Changge."