Chapter 181
The position of a first-grade martial artist in martial arts is similar to that of a first-grade official in the court.
"Although the first-grade is high, it is still within the control of the Great Yan Imperial Court. A first-grade martial artist is also made of flesh and blood. He cannot defeat ten thousand people and is no match for the imperial army." Jian Banxian said:
"The so-called super grade refers to a martial artist who has surpassed the grade system established by the imperial court and is beyond the control of the Great Yan imperial court."
"Forty years ago, there were ten super-class warriors in the world, who were the top ten on the Tingchao Tower Hero List in the past."
The Storyteller Clairvoyant nodded in agreement.
The Martial Saint forty years ago was the eleventh person under the super level, and could be regarded as the strongest person under the super level.
"The reason why Super Grade is called Super Grade, rather than Zero Grade or Negative Grade, is actually because this is already the forefront of today's martial arts, and there is no way forward." Clairvoyant glanced at the Sword Banishing Immortal and added:
"Occasionally, a few geniuses appear. Even if they can surpass the first level, they have not found a complete martial arts path that future generations can follow. Therefore, there are only a few who are above the first level."
The highest level of martial arts is the first level.
Just like in Qiao Mu's previous life, the national team already consisted of the best people in a certain sport, and the best among them could win the championship.
But there are champions every year, and athletes who can set new world records and break the known limits of the human body represent the ceiling of this event.
The national team can screen and train a large number of athletes, but athletes who can break world records are rare.
Sword Banished Immortal is already a super-grade one, so his internal energy cannot be compared with Qiao Mu's internal energy.
"In today's martial arts world, the person who has the greatest hope of creating a superior way that future generations can follow is naturally the martial saint who created the modern method. Even if he is dead, there will still be a Wu Jihui behind him." Clairvoyant said.
Although Wu Shengren considers himself a saint, he does have an extraordinary ability to recognize people and teach others.
As early as Wu Shengren's youth, he got acquainted with Hai Wuya, and saw Hai Wuya's extraordinary ability, and guided him to practice martial arts in the Shaolin Temple, and then successfully let the latter embark on a shortcut to the south, and eventually became the Minister of Rites.
The three thousand disciples of the Martial Saint and the seventy-two sages are all extraordinary figures.
By this time, the group of people had already arrived at the door of the Taoist temple where Jian Banxian usually lived.
Before walking in, I heard a meow, and a small tabby cat with its belly almost touching the ground jumped out and stopped in front of the arbor.
Ever since it was caught by Qiao Mu in the yard and spanked wildly, it never hid in the shadow of Qiao Mu again and hung out in the city like an ordinary wild cat. Even Qiao Mu rarely saw it.
This time it seemed to be the same as usual. After being resurrected from the dead twice by Qiao Mu, he came smelling the smell of death.
But when the little cat came over and saw Qiao Mu and Qiao Xiaoming clearly in the crowd, its pupils narrowed and it stood there with a wise expression on its face.
After gently sniffing the invisible air of death, its eyes looked back and forth between the two Qiao family members with similar looks, and began to suspect that the cat had given birth.
What is death, what is life, and why are there two?
While the cat was stunned there, Qiao Mu took the opportunity to grab it by the back of its neck and carry it in his hand.
On the other hand, the sword banishing immortal next to him glanced at the demon cat intentionally or unintentionally.
Things in the city cannot be hidden from his eyes, and he naturally knows about this demonic cat that can hide in the shadows of trees.
"Back to business." Jian Banxian said calmly:
"Taoist Qingzhuo will arrive in this city today, so it's time for us to leave."
"Staying here will naturally lead to death."
Captain Hai and others were stunned.
"Do you have a way to break the Immortal Sect's formation?" Captain Hai asked hurriedly.
"Of course there is no way to break the formation, otherwise I would still be here?" Jian Banxian said casually.
In fact, Qiao Mu, who has high hopes from the people in the city, has no way to leave this isolated city yet.
Before entering this city, Qiao Mu left the imprint of the Immortality Lock in advance in the small town outside Xi'an Pass. If he died, he could choose to be resurrected in the outside world.
But Qiao Mu naturally doesn't have the method to bring out the soldiers and civilians of the isolated city and break through the Immortal Gate Formation.
He just made up a beautiful lie for the soldiers and people in the city according to the previous agreement with Captain Hai. Anyway, the city has reached the critical point of life and death.
He only had a vague idea in his heart, that if he died a few more times, he might one day be able to forcefully break through this formation with force over skill.
And Jian Banxian also had his own ideas.
"Yan Nan, how confident are you if you face that Qingzhuo Taoist?" Lu Yanbei asked with a frown.
"Twenty percent."
"Only 20%?"
"There are still 20% left. If we continue to delay, we will lose 20% certainty." Jian Banxian said calmly.
From the moment he stood up to fight for his brother Lu Yanbei, he had the psychological expectation of fighting Taoist Qingzhuo again.
There is no such thing as Zhuge Kongming's plan in this world. The so-called 10% certainty is just a subjective idea. The battle situation is changing rapidly and no one can see it clearly.
"Follow me into the backyard."
backyard?
Lu Yanbei and Captain Hai looked at each other.
Since Jian Banxian took over this Taoist temple, no one can enter the Taoist temple's backyard, and no one knows what he hides in the backyard.
Before, Qiao Mu had guessed that there might be stone sculptures without clothes inside, but now that he thought about it, it was really unreliable... Could it be that Jian Banxian felt that Taoist Qingzhuo was coming and invited Qiao Mu and the others to have a party with the stone man in the backyard?
Jian Banxian raised his feet and stepped into this dilapidated old Taoist temple.
The courtyard was almost filled with fallen leaves, which made a crunching sound when you stepped on them.
Three or five damaged immortal statues were leaning on the ground, half of them stuck in the soil.
A flat knife for carving was randomly placed on the stone steps in front of the main hall. As for the altar inside the main hall, there were dozens of lifelike stone sculptures of beautiful women.
Cross the main hall and push open the closed door.
The backyard, which no one had been able to enter, finally came into view of Qiao Mu and others.
His backyard was indeed filled with stone statues as Qiao Mu expected.
Just the type of statue was different from what he thought.
A stone sword carved in the shape of a sword was inserted diagonally into the ground. The most conspicuous place was a magnificent ancient stone city.
This stone-carved city is quite grand and exquisite, with all the streets and houses. At a glance, Qiao Mu also feels a bit strangely familiar.
"Is this a stone sculpture of this city? What are you doing carving this for?" Captain Hai was surprised.
He has lived in this city for forty years, so he can naturally tell it at a glance.
"Just chatting to get by." Jian Banxian gently stretched out his finger, and the miniature stone city rose up from the ground, quickly shrunk in the air, and finally floated in the palm of Jian Banxian's hand. Hold it gently with your hands.
Captain Hai and others were shocked. Even though they had seen Jian Banxian display his extraordinary skills and easily kill two hundred bean generals, they still found it unbelievable.
Especially the well-informed storyteller with clairvoyance, he couldn't help but blurt out:
"This is not a martial arts method at all! Even today's martial arts, forty years later, cannot do such a thing."
"Yes, this is an immortal method." Jian Banxian quietly looked at Shi Cheng floating in the palm of his hand and said lightly:
"I am a human sword and have been banished to an immortal. Why do I need to join the immortal sect? I can ascend to the immortal path just as well."
Jian Banxian was the leader of martial arts forty years ago.
But what everyone didn't expect was that this martial arts leader of the previous generation had started to cultivate immortality without knowing when?
Lu Yanbei belatedly glanced at his brother's face.
The two brothers are twins from the same mother, and are actually the same age.
It's just that Lu Yanbei looks old, but he is indeed an old man over eighty years old.
Lu Yannan, the sword-banished immortal, has only gray hair and no wrinkles on his face. He still looks like a suave young and middle-aged man.
Lu Yanbei usually didn't think much about it.
Because the strength of Jian Banxian was far superior to his, he only thought that Jian Banxian was more powerful and therefore did not look old, but he did not expect that there would be such a thing.
Successful monks can stay young forever...but this is not the same thing as the immortality that the world longs for.
The physical appearance of the immortal monks is actually just the appearance of the soul.
In other words, whatever the monk's soul looks like, his physical body will take on such an appearance.
If the heart is old, it is old age. If you are young at heart, you will remain youthful on the outside.
Of course, there are no exceptions. For example, in the immortal way, there are naturally blinding techniques, transformation techniques and other techniques. At the same time, some female monks will take special beauty pills to maintain their appearance in their youthful years.
Therefore, it is impossible to judge the true age of a successful monk from his appearance.
"When did you start practicing the immortal way? Was it before entering the city or after? Could it be said that you are 20% sure that you are an enemy of Taoist Qingzhuo of the Dao Dao Sect because of this immortal way?" Lu Yanbei expressed the doubts in his heart. .
"No, it's impossible to compete with that old guy Qingzhuo just by cultivating immortals." Jian Banxian said bluntly:
"Even I may need to practice for hundreds of years or more, a thousand years or more before I can hope to catch up with him in the realm of immortality."
Taoist Qingzhuo is not an ordinary immortal monk. He is the elder of the Nine Immortal Sects. He has a distinguished status and high strength. Looking at the entire Immortal World, all the nine Immortal Sects are already prominent figures.
A casual cultivator who does not join the Immortal Sect, no matter how good his qualifications are, cannot compete with him in a short period of time.
As an elder of the Nine Great Immortal Sects, his magic weapons, skills, and spells are naturally good. However, the Sword Exorcist Immortal is just a prisoner trapped in a hundred miles of desert, and his situation is much worse than that of ordinary cultivators. .
Without any external opportunities, it is impossible to contend with purity and turbidity.
"My cultivation of immortality is just a small test, not worth mentioning."
Sword Banished Immortal said it was not worth mentioning, but his voice became louder intentionally or unintentionally, echoing far away.
He did not cultivate immortality for the sake of immortality, he just had the idea of escape from this city.
Later, he realized that he could not compete with Taoist Qingzhuo with his wild ways, nor could he cultivate immortality on his own. After breaking the immortal sect's formation, he continued to mess up.
The hope of confronting the Qingzhuo Taoist through cultivation is even slimmer than the hope of practicing martial arts.
And the stone city in his hand is actually a magic weapon that he refined using immortal methods.
Twenty years before the Alien War, some monks from the Immortal Sect also died, but they were always very few.
After the monks died in the battle, the storage bag was quietly stolen from the military camp warehouse in the city by Jian Banxian, and part of the inheritance of the immortal sect was obtained from it.
Chapter 211 Empty City in the Desert (4k
In the first twenty years of the Alien War, there were still strangers who died at the hands of soldiers and civilians in the city.
But since the former Wu Shengren's deputy general Li Changge died in that battle twenty years ago, no one else has died in battle.
Not only that, in the next twenty years, Captain Hai and others could rarely even see the true appearance of the aliens. Most of the time, those who fought with them just came and left like the tide. Taoist soldiers like paper figures came.
In the past forty years, the only strangers who have been killed in the hands of the remnants of the isolated city are the monks in the early stage of foundation building, so the inheritance of immortal skills stolen by the sword banished immortal is naturally very limited.
Therefore, the path of banishing the immortal with the sword was actually not very smooth. This was just a method he tried when he tried to escape from this prison.
He has a realm, but in terms of immortality methods, he is actually not as good as the nine immortal monks at the same realm, let alone compared with Qingzhuo Taoist.
This was a path that Sword Banished Immortal gave up on. The only result was to brag a lot in front of Qiao Mu and others, and to have this stone city in his hands.
Stone City is a magic weapon made by Jian Banxian using the weapon refining method secretly learned from the Nine Immortal Sects. Its only two functions are to zoom in and out, and to contain space like a storage bag.
And this is the reason why he took out this city.
Shi Cheng was spinning in the heart of Jianbanxianzhang, floating into the air with his thoughts.
"That old guy Qingzhuo is coming, and Fifth Brother, you are too weak, too weak to bear to look at me." Jian Banxian said bluntly:
"We two powerful men are fighting. Lands and rocks are falling, sand and rocks are flying, and the road will be wiped out. Fifth brother, you are too weak. You are not even qualified to be shocked by the side. I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand the aftermath."
Lu Yanbei: ....
"So, just come in and don't cause trouble for me." Jian Banxian stretched out his hand, and an invisible force grabbed Lu Yanbei from the air and flew towards the stone city suspended in his palm.
"Wait a minute..." Only then did Lu Yanbei realize what Jian Banxian wanted to do, and he said without thinking:
"Yan Nan, there are still half of the city's disabled elderly people. To protect me is to protect me, and to protect them is to protect them. Why not let them in too?"
The Sword Banished Immortal frowned slightly, a little impatient.
He didn't care about the life or death of other people, but when he thought of Lu Yanbei fighting to the death with the veterans on the battlefield, his heart softened.
He didn't refute, just nodded slightly.
"Are there still people secretly cultivating immortals in this city?" he asked, raising his voice.
"have."