Chapter 161
"Brother Qiao has published the Sutra of the King of Mount Sumeru. With such a generous act, I think the military arsenal will also be open to you."
When he heard that there was a secret book on the exercises, Qiao Mu was immediately moved and immediately expressed his intention to go. Lu Yanbei also seemed very enthusiastic and said that he would lead the way.
Just as he was walking, he intentionally or unintentionally brought the topic to the sword banished immortal again.
"I, the 'Mujian Sanren', have been traveling around the world for so many years. In fact, I have a small reputation. I have adhered to morality for many years, and the disciples I accepted have also deliberately chosen chivalrous people with lofty ideals."
"The so-called eldest brother is the father. My two brothers have been in the world since they were young, so they thought that I would be their role model, but they didn't expect that they would go further and further away. It can be regarded as my failure to discipline them."
Lu Yanbei chattered.
When a person reaches old age, his mouth becomes broken.
In fact, he had selfish motives when he brought Qiao Mu here to find the sword to banish the immortal.
The sword banished the immortals for many years, but when Lu Yanbei saw Qiao Mu coming to the isolated city, he used a lie to defeat the immortal army to cheer up the soldiers and civilians of the entire isolated city and wipe away the stagnation of the past.
He had some luck in his heart, thinking that bringing in Qiao Mu as a variable might bring some changes to the long-destroyed Sword Exaltation Immortal?
As for the martial arts and the like, they are all external things. In his opinion, even Wudang has not been around for decades. "Pure Yang Wuji Kung" has already been included in the Wuji Association's arsenal. Why is there any need to cherish it?
So he came over with Qiao Mu.
If Qiao Mu had a way to change Jian Banxian, whether it was asking for skills or anything else, he wouldn't mind doing this small favor.
"My brother actually has a good reputation. Brother Qiao can start from this point and do what he likes." Lu Yanbei suggested.
"I think Mr. Lu has a better reputation, right?" Qiao Mu said bluntly.
If Sword Banished Immortal really had a good reputation, how could he have such a bad reputation in this isolated city?
But Lu Yanbei was different.
He was busy running back and forth, fighting side by side with the old soldiers, and guiding Qiao Mu to find the sword to banish the immortal. He was always thinking about how to clean up the matter of his biological brother.
Hearing what Qiao Mu said, Lu Yanbei also smiled bitterly.
It was a bitter smile, but he still wanted to save some face for his brother in front of Qiao Mu. This was also the last stubbornness of an old man like him.
"Actually, he was not like this when he was a child. This is probably related to the life experiences of my two brothers."
"My two brothers actually come from the Lu family, a family of officials in the imperial capital. They are the... illegitimate sons of the former Minister of Rites."
Lu Yanbei is very open and straightforward about his origins.
At this age where his feet are half in the ground, he has taken things lightly.
The issue of family background that was kept secret when he was young can now be openly revealed to Qiao Mu.
Of course, this is also related to the impression Qiao Mu gave him.
In his eyes, Qiao Mu is a centenarian who is over 100 years old, more than twenty years older than him. Strictly speaking, he is a generation older than him. He can be regarded as a senior with extraordinary magnanimity.
If Qiao Mu had been replaced by a 20-year-old boy, Lu Yanbei would probably not expose his own shortcomings even if he preached "Sumishan King Sutra" in the street, relying on his status as an elder.
"My father was the Minister of Rites of the previous generation, a great scholar of the generation, and a role model for others. My mother is a well-known heroine..."
"They were originally unrelated, it was just a casual marriage..."
The combination of a romantic eunuch and a heroine is actually not too outrageous.
What's outrageous is that when she woke up the next day, the heroine told Father Lu to leave with peace of mind. She had deep inner strength and could be forced out with her inner strength, and there would be nothing between you and me.
Father Lu believed it.
As a result, many years later, when Lu's father became the Minister of Rites and was at the peak of his status, the heroine came to the door with the two children she had given birth to, and used the two children as bargaining chips to blackmail money...
"It was really uncomfortable to live under someone else's roof. Later, my two brothers soon left home to travel around the world and keep each other company..."
Speaking of the past, Lu Yan's face was calm and calm, and her eyes were deep, showing the indifference of an old man.
Seventy or eighty years have passed.
Both the Minister of Rites and the heroine of the Jianghu have died of old age long ago.
Therefore, Lu Yanbei didn't complain too much about his cheap parents. Even if he had, it was gone now.
But his younger brother, Sword Banished Immortal Lu Yannan, doesn't seem to be so big-minded...
While the two were chatting about the past, they had already reached a corner of this isolated city and came to an old warehouse in the military camp.
"This is the arsenal in the city. I won't go there." Lu Yanbei said goodbye, but before leaving, he did not forget to remind:
"If Brother Qiao insists on asking for the "Pure Yang Wuji Gong" from my brother, maybe he can do what he likes."
"Follow him?" Qiao Mu said thoughtfully:
"Are there any prostitutes in this city?"
Lu Yanbei laughed dumbly, turned and left without answering.
Qiao Mu pushed open the door and walked into the warehouse.
There was a white-haired old man sitting at the front desk guarding the door. He was drowsy. When he saw Qiao Mu approaching, he opened one of his sleepy eyes and raised his head.
The old man had burn scars on his face, half of his face was ruined, and the socket of his left eye was empty, making him look a bit scary.
Seeing that Qiao Mu's eyes fell on his face and paused, the old man was not angry and just explained lightly:
"It's an alien's bone-corroding fire. If you can kill yourself in time, it will be good to save your life."
"Mr. Qiao came to this arsenal, but you want to browse through the martial arts collected in this city?" The old man obviously recognized Qiao Mu and was very impressed by him.
After all, in this isolated city, the number of foreign warriors who are still alive can be counted on one hand, let alone the trees that have made a huge noise when entering the city.
"Not bad." Qiao Mu raised his eyes and looked at the warehouse. There were quite a lot of martial arts secret books on the rows of shelves, and they were packed to the brim.
"Mr. Qiao explained the "Sutra of Mount Sumeru Kings" on the street. He was really righteous, and Li admired him." The old man with only half of his face tugged at his skin and seemed to be trying to smile, but it looked very charming:
"If it goes according to my ideas, with Mr. Qiao's contribution, you should be able to read through the books in this arsenal at will."
"It's just that the more chaotic the period, the more rules must be observed. Without rules, this lonely city would not survive today."
"Let's do this. There are a total of nine kinds of divine refining techniques in this city. Mr. Qiao can choose any of them and browse through them."
The old man directly led Qiao Mu to the third floor of the warehouse, personally fetched the several divine refining techniques and placed them in front of Qiao Mu.
But as the two of them moved around, a person in the corner of the warehouse was attracted by the silence and walked over.
"Why did Mr. Qiao come to this arsenal?"
The speaker was the storyteller Clairvoyance who arrived in the city with Qiao Mu. He was also holding a thick thread-bound book in his hand.
"What do you see? Let me see it too?" Qiao Mu's heart moved.
The storytellers in Tingchao Tower are known for their profound knowledge, and Clairvoyant is obviously not an ordinary storyteller.
The martial arts he values can be extraordinary.
However, the storyteller's clairvoyance was startled, and he immediately handed over the book in his hand.
Qiao Mu casually flipped through it a few times, only to realize that this was not the martial arts secret book he imagined, but... a book of notes?
"This is the history book of our city." The half-faced old man sighed:
"Kyushu may have forgotten us, but we must not forget our brothers who sacrificed their lives... Hence this history."
"Even if we all die, descendants who arrive in the ruins of this city thousands of years later may be able to get a glimpse of the forty years of blood and tears of the soldiers and civilians in the city, and our deeds can be passed down to the world."
"If no one comes, we can comfort ourselves by recording the past events of the brothers who died."
For forty years alone in the desert, hundreds of thousands of remnants of the army died one after another, leaving only half of the city's women and children. The history of these forty years of isolation was soaked in blood and fire.
The remnant army and the young men in the city were fighting outside, while some petty officials and disabled veterans who were unable to go to the battlefield took notes in the city and compiled a history of the isolated city.
What the storyteller is reading with clairvoyance is such a history.
Chapter 190 The Second Lingxi Jue (3k
"Are you actually reading a history book?" Qiao Mu looked at the thick book in his hand and looked at the clairvoyant with some surprise.
The old man in the arsenal with only half of his face explained:
"This warehouse in the military camp is not only a weapons warehouse, but also a library of literature."
"In addition to the history of this city, there are also the classics and history of Great Yan and even the previous dynasties, which are the collection of books before the city was besieged."
"No, I'm surprised that you, a storyteller from Chaolou, are actually studying history after joining the arsenal? Isn't the martial arts in this arsenal good?" Qiao Mu was surprised.
Although Tingchao Tower is aloof, it is also a powerful force in the world.
The arsenal of this isolated city is not ordinary. It was built by Li Changge and collected the secrets of the martial arts and martial arts of the hundreds of thousands of former Great Yan soldiers.
This arsenal can be regarded as the youthful version of Wu Shengren's Wu Ji Hui arsenal.
It can also be said that the concept of Wu Shengren putting aside sectarian opinions originated from this.
Of course, the martial arts included in this arsenal are all ancient martial arts techniques from the previous generation forty years ago.
The Martial Saint later broke through the big martial arts families in the martial arts world and created modern methods. Naturally, he was not comparable to the arsenal of this isolated city.
A storyteller from Tingchao Tower entered the arsenal. He must have been reading the martial arts like crazy. How did he start reading history?
Clairvoyant smiled softly.
"Mr. Qiao, I am a storyteller, actually one of the 'Gonzoists' in Tingchao Tower."
"And since I entered this city, I realized that the 'real facts' are not bad at all. Compared with fictional anecdotes, they have a more magical power that touches people's hearts."
As one of the pillars of the Gonzo Sect, clairvoyants are good at making up anecdotes, no matter how bizarre they are.
"I'm not boasting. After being a storyteller for many years, I still have some skills."
"What are the top ten bad crotches, the top ten erotic histories of martial arts, the eunuch Emperor Wu in the palace, and the scholar who accidentally entered the daughter's village..."
"How to make up anecdotes, how to make up an outrageous anecdote that is unexpected and reasonable, I have experience in this matter."
"Relying on this skill, I entered Tingchao Tower, and I have become somewhat famous in the world for many years."
Qianliyan looked at the thick book in his hand, and his tone became somewhat heavy unconsciously.
"But the reality is different."
Fabricated anecdotes can easily attract attention, but they lose their authenticity.
Clairvoyant turned over the pages in his hand:
"This dynasty has this isolated city, and the lonely desert has resisted foreigners for forty years. In the previous dynasties and the dozen or so dynasties before that, although there was no such unprecedented threat from foreigners, there were still barbarians harassing the borders and guarding the borders. Soldiers fight to the death.”
"The storytelling skills I have mastered in making up stories are all vulnerable to 'reality'."
"As a storyteller, I already know enough martial arts. If I don't look at the martial arts in this arsenal, that's it. But I always feel that I still don't know enough about the historical facts recorded in the books."
Qiao Mu was a little surprised. Where did the storyteller's unruly behavior in front of Captain Hai go?
While the two were talking, the old man from the library had already left and returned, placing a total of nine mystical refining books in front of Qiao Mu.
Choose any one of the nine secret books, which can be exchanged for Qiao Mu's "Sutra of Mount Sumeru King".
But at this time, the clairvoyant reading next to him interrupted:
"The main techniques that Mr. Qiao uses to practice strength are probably the "Longevity Boxing Sutra" and "Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu". They are both top-notch techniques."
"If you want to choose a spiritual practice, it is actually best not to switch to other practices."
"The "Longevity Boxing Sutra" is said to have been taught by the ancestors of the Qiao family in Heyang when they met an immortal in the mountains. It is suspected that they have a background in a certain immortal sect. The internal strength they have developed is upright and peaceful, and can be practiced with other techniques."
"However, Wudang's unique skill "Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu" is the most powerful yang attribute skill. If you randomly choose other god-refining skills to practice at the same time, your internal energy will be mixed at best, and you may become possessed by evil spirits." Clairvoyance Talking to the side.
Previously at the military camp martial arts field, Lu Yanbei personally revealed the truth about Qiao Mu not cultivating the gods, indicating that he was taking another path, so the clairvoyant knew it well.
"I understand." Qiao Muxin said that he actually knew this very well, so now he was focused on how to get the second half of "Pure Yang Wuji Gong" from the body of Jian Banxian.
Although the divine refining techniques in this library are not bad, they cannot be compared with Wudang's unique skills. I came here just to try my luck and get a guarantee.
"In this case, Mr. Qiao may choose this "Military Martial Arts Code"." The old man in the library suggested:
"This skill is not only a spiritual training method, but it also contains many martial arts moves, covering military spear skills, sword skills, archery and other battlefield weapon skills, as well as battle formation calculation methods."
"Even if you don't use this method to refine the gods, the martial arts moves recorded in it are enough to be used endlessly."
Speaking of this, the old man in the library showed a sad look on his only remaining eye:
"This is compiled by my brother Li Changge. It is his hard work in the past twenty years. It is not pure martial arts, but an attempt to create a martial arts that combines military martial arts with his own efforts..."
"This warehouse was built under the leadership of my former brother, General Li Changge. He tried to let the remnants of the remaining armies after the Alien War each submit their martial arts and martial arts, share them with each other, and open up the world to enhance the martial arts of the remnants."