Chapter 189
The storyteller's clairvoyant guesses were actually quite reasonable.
Qiao Mu has always had a choice. He could have chosen the easy mode. Not to mention the choice of killing Kyushu's incarnation Shura to gain negative and high-quality death... With his strength, he could have dominated the current martial arts world for a long time.
If you can't beat a foreigner, can you still beat a martial artist?
Not to mention being a dog for the Nine Immortal Sects, it is easy for him to become a master and enjoy all the wealth and honors. Why should he die in a hard battle every time and be unable to escape after death and sit in a dream prison for decades? Why bother?
With this thought in his mind, he once again performed the longevity fist on the streets of Yancheng in his dream, as smooth as water, over and over again.
No matter what he thinks in his heart, after practicing boxing for nearly two hundred years, boxing has long become his muscle habit and a part of his life.
Chapter 217 The era of Qiao Mu has passed (4k
What is the Ouroboros Immortality Lock? Qiao Mu has no answer, but since he has no way to wake up from his dream in advance, how will he spend the next five years?
After wandering aimlessly in the dream world for a full three months, Qiao Mu subconsciously started boxing on the streets of Yancheng in the dream.
after all.
Life is like Rip, since you can't resist, just enjoy it.
Qiao Mu thought so casually.
He is not a bitter and resentful person, and his temperament has always been a little out of line. So after getting through the confusion of the first three months, although I can't say that I have seen it away... it is impossible to see it away.
"If a person is isolated for five years, I'm afraid everyone will go crazy, let alone for more than two hundred years. How can I tolerate this..."
The mental strength of the second-grade Lian Shen is far beyond that of ordinary people, and he can clearly recall the dusty memories of his childhood. Now, the experience of practicing martial arts hard in the dream world for more than two hundred years came to his mind, leaving him with mixed feelings.
"Speaking of Leipu... How did I practice the Iron Crotch Kung Fu? No, although the Iron Crotch Kung Fu is a dirty and hard skill, it is still a martial art after all."
"Compared to Iron Crotch Technique...how did I become proficient in the Fangzhong Techniques I obtained from Wu Shengren in my dream?"
Qiao Mu fell into thought.
"Chrysanthemum Acupuncture Hand", "Knowing Fragrance Skills", "Hitting People with a Big Stick", "Huanglong Cloud Exploration Hand"...
The memory comes to mind clearly.
Qiao Mu clearly remembered that he had studied the secret book of Fangzhongshu day and night in his dream. He practiced Sanfu in summer and Sanjiu in winter. He practiced hard without stopping.
As long as the skill is deep, the iron pestle can be ground into an embroidery needle. After years of study, Qiao Mu has mastered the skills of these concierges to a small level.
"There is no practical practice in Fangzhongshu. How can I practice it? Do I need to memorize the entire text and write it down silently?"
Qiao Mu suddenly realized such a problem.
wrong!
It shouldn't be like this!
If he was in a dream, there should not only be cities and streets around him, but also people.
Just like Fangzhongshu, even if there is no actual practice, there should still be an imaginary practice object.
As thoughts emerged in Qiao Mu's mind, people suddenly appeared on the streets of Yancheng.
The pedestrians were sparse, only about seven or eight people, with yellow faces and thin bodies, which fit Qiao Mu's impression of the former residents of Yancheng.
It's just that although these pedestrians exist, their faces seem to be covered by a veil, with only vague outlines of faces and no clear facial features.
“Aren’t pedestrians in lucid dreams real people, and it’s hard to imagine real people?”
"If my mind is stronger, or if I am more familiar with a certain person, I should be able to clearly manifest him in my dream."
"Although I cannot wake up from the dream, I am indeed the master of this dream."
Then Qiao Mu realized it.
At this time, there was a loud bang in the sky, and five big characters fell from the sky.
this! All! No! yes! thing!
Qiao Mu looked up at the words on the sky, and suddenly realized something in his heart.
Since this is in a dream...
"Then it's time to use my own secret method, the Dabo Girl Contemplation Method."
In the spirit of seeking knowledge to study the mysteries of the dream world, Qiao Mu decisively moved on.
A vague human figure quickly took shape in front of Qiao Mu.
This is a woman with a broad mind, with green hair like a waterfall, and eyebrows like distant mountains, but her eyes are closed tightly, like a fairy walking out of a painting...Everything is good, but the facial features and the arbor look more and more familiar.
If you think about it carefully, you can see that she actually looks like the blind girl Qiao Canxue.
"Change the material..." Qiao Mu thought hard for a while, and finally the figure in front of him disappeared, leaving only a blurry figure with an unclear face.
"Regardless of men or women, there seem to be very few people who can be familiar to me and can appear in dreams with clear faces?" Qiao Mu was stunned.
If you think about it carefully, less than a year has passed in real time since you came to this world.
This is less than a year, but for Qiao Mu, it is nearly two hundred years.
Every death often means a change of identity and name. His real name was Qiao Mu, and later he became Qiao Lin Qiao Sen...Qiao Ke Sen.
Logically speaking, a two-hundred-year-old person should have a lot of experience. He will have met countless people in his life, and there should also be many people who can be embodied in dreams.
But not Arbor.
In less than a year, he has gotten to know each other, but not too many people are actually familiar with each other.
From Yancheng in Nanzhou, to Heyang Fucheng, and then to the imperial capital of Zhongzhou, it seems that we have seen a lot of scenery and people along the way, but in fact it is just a quick glance.
No one maintained a long-term relationship with Qiao Mu because he died so quickly.
Before they had time to get to know each other, he was already a pile of bones.
The same is true for Lao Huang in Yancheng, the money chief and the female boss in Heyang Fucheng, or Hai Wuya in the imperial capital... It's all like this.
In fact, this was a deliberate choice on his part.
As a strange man who is either seeking death or on the road to death. Being with him means danger and death, so from Yancheng onwards, Qiao Mu kept his distance from others intentionally or unintentionally.
So along the way, from small towns to big cities, there were multiple bones of Qiao Mu buried in every area.
The world said that the Qiao family values righteousness over life and death, and has the legacy of the ancient heroes. However, he was alone from beginning to end, and no one knew his true identity. They only knew that there really was a mysterious and powerful martial arts family in this world.
Familiar long-term friends and companions did not exist; all he had with him were his own bones. So Qiao Mu couldn't think of any familiar characters that could appear in his dream.
Jian Banxian still has an elder brother, Lu Yanbei, and although Qiao Mu has many brothers, they are all him in different vests.
After much deliberation, there are only two "characters".
One is Qiao Canxue, whom she met before Qiao Mu started to commit suicide crazily.
The second one is Wu Chang, a demon cat who can't speak but stalks him.
"Life is really lonely like an avalanche..."
A tabby cat jumped out of the shadows, then cautiously approached the tree step by step, and finally collapsed at the tree's feet, sticking out its tongue as if paralyzed.
"Although... isn't it a bit pitiful to dream about petting a cat?"
Qiao Mu sighed, and all the figures and cats in the dream disappeared without a trace.
Instead, there was a tall, majestic man with stern features but no trace of his actual age.
This is Wu Shengren.
Although Qiao Mu doesn't have many familiar friends, he still has some familiar enemies.
I don't know when the bright moon was already hanging high in this dream world, and the faint moonlight splashed on Wu Shengren's angular muscles, just like the scene when he first met Wu Shengren.
Although it was in a dream, the appearance of Wu Shengren was still quite oppressive.
"Come here and receive death." The martial saint in the dream waved gently towards Qiao Mu.
"This is not the real Martial Saint, but the Martial Saint in my heart. It is limited by my understanding of the Martial Saint and does not represent the true strength of the Martial Saint."
"But it can represent his face..."
Qiao Mu took a deep breath and shot through the air like a sharp arrow.
"The demon is disintegrated!"
The energy and blood in the whole body is almost boiling. At this moment, the blood-colored inner energy surges out like a sea wave like an endless wave.
However, no matter how hard Qiao Mu fought, Wu Shengren just sat on the altar and blocked all his attacks with a single finger.
If the inner energy of a tree is like a surging river, then the Wu Shengren is like a dam blocking the river. No matter how turbulent the water is, it is always one level higher than the water, blocking all offensives.
"Are martial saints really that strong in reality?"
Qiao Mu suddenly recalled in his mind that when Saint Wu first appeared on the scene, the light of his sword struck out, causing Saint Wu Qingxin's bone-corroding fire to extinguish immediately.
Looking at it from his current perspective, he naturally saw something extraordinary in it.
Bone Erosion and Fire Lifting is a technique created by the great monks of the Immortal Sect for ordinary warriors, so it is naturally no small matter.
The relationship between internal energy and immortality's bone erosion and fire is similar to the relationship between water and fire, but there are actually differences.
Even if you are as strong as the first level God Refiner, you can't block it when faced with the bone-corroding Lihuo. You can only dodge through the God Refiner intuition. Once you are touched, you can only use your inner strength to temporarily resist, and then kill yourself as fast as possible. escape.
But Wu Shengren's performance that night was more than that.
He is the only martial artist Qiao Mu has ever seen who can extinguish the Immortal Bone Corroding Fire. No one else can do it except him.
"Is it a super-grade internal energy? The martial saint, like the Sword Exiled Immortal, has already entered the super-grade?"
"So, what's the difference between the super-grade internal energy? It can extinguish the bone-corroding fire. How can a martial artist step into the super-grade?"
With a thought in his mind, Qiao Mu stopped his movements, stood up with his fists closed, and looked at the Martial Saint in front of him.
Next to Wu Shengren, another figure appeared quietly.
The sword banishes the immortal.
Qiao Mu did not witness the sword banishing immortal with his own eyes, but only fought side by side with the sword banishing immortal who transformed into a sword. Therefore, although he could realize the sword banishing immortal in his dreams, he could not imagine how the sword banishing immortal fought. .
"Although it is limited to my personal knowledge, in this dream, both the Martial Saint and the Sword Exorcist can become my sparring partners."
"Perhaps I can also explore a path to excellence from the two of them."
There are nine grades of warriors in the world, but this is also an artificial distinction made by the Great Yan court.
Forty years ago, there were only ten super-class martial arts warriors in the world. Each one of them was like a sword banishing an immortal. They were the strongest martial artists of their era. They all opened up a path when there was no way forward. The pioneer of martial arts.
"What is the inner strength of the super grade? Maybe I can get a glimpse of it."
As soon as I thought about it, a figure of an old man wearing Taoist robes appeared next to him.
This person is Taoist Taoist Qingzhuo, the elder of the Dao Dao Sect. His face is blurred, and his figure is also quite weak and looming. He is not as solid as the Sword Banished Immortal and the Martial Saint.
The surrounding scene also quietly changed, transforming into a half-collapsed empty city in the desert, while Taoist Qingzhuo was suspended in the air, holding a spell in his hand.
After reaching the second level of Shen Lian, the memory becomes extremely strong and can be remembered forever, so Qiao Mu in the dream can also review the battle that just passed at any time.
After carefully watching the battle just now, Qiao Mu discovered something obvious.
Qiao Mu, who was still in the realm of refining gods, could not actually threaten Taoist Qingzhuo's life.
Even though Taoist Qingzhuo had been injured, Qiao Mu made two sneak attacks, but was avoided in time by the opponent and failed to achieve any success.
Taoist Qingzhuo only got hit by one sword in the whole process, which was the first "Slashing the Sky and Drawing the Sword Technique" that he was guided to perform by the Sword Exaltation Immortal at the beginning.
"If there is no sword to banish the immortal, the distance of my inner strength will be limited after all. It is qualitatively different from the super-grade inner strength, and I have no qualifications to challenge Elder Qingzhuo..."
After replaying the battle just now in his dream, Qiao Mu came to this conclusion.
"Perhaps this is the correct way to open a dream."
This thought came to Qiao Mu's mind.
Putting aside the matter of being imprisoned, lucid dreaming can actually be considered a good thing among the second-level refining gods.
Qiao Mu, who is awake in the dream, can have a higher degree of freedom in the dream than before. He can manifest the Sword Exorcist and the Martial Saint in the dream to act as a sparring partner.
You don't have to be limited to practicing behind closed doors, you can also deduce the techniques, the way to transcendence, or review a battle.
"If I break through to the first level of God Refining, or even to the super level, I think the world in my dreams can be more real... But that's all for another day."
The biggest problem Qiao Mu faces now is time.
"Five more years."