Chapter 208
Netizen A: “It’s true!”
Netizen B: "Brother, your action is just the finishing touch!"
Netizen C: "Who said there is no great emperor in the human race!"
Netizen D: "His green caterpillar evolved into Rayquaza, I saw it with my own eyes."
until
[Ding—System mission released: Drive the Rayquaza evolved from the green caterpillar to defeat the resurrected Groudon and Kyogre. 】
[Task Reward—Open the evolutionary route from the green caterpillar to Rayquaza. 】
Ai Xia: "???"
Green Caterpillar: “???”
Chapter 231 The Eternal Goal of Immortality (4k
Qiao Canxue seemed to feel something. At this moment, she quietly opened her eyes that had been closed.
in her eyes.
The old soldiers who formed a battle formation around them were thin but tough middle-aged soldiers.
Arhat, who was as burly as an iron tower and whose full muscles almost burst the butler's uniform, was actually a skinny old man with a shriveled figure.
And the person with blood boiling all over his body and a fiery aura lingering around him was not an old man so old that it was difficult to tell his age. He was clearly a young man with sharp eyes and high spirits.
"This person..." Qiao Canxue frowned slightly.
Where has she seen it?
There is always a faint sense of familiarity.
Before he could think about it carefully in the future, the figure that turned into bloody lightning had already been printed on the Arhat's chest through the air.
"A bunch of waves."
The blazing energy hit the rocks like an angry wave, and a circle of ripples could be seen swaying from the Arhat's chest with the naked eye. However, with a muffled sound like a golden stone, Arhat's ill-fitting housekeeper's uniform was easily torn open, revealing the light underneath. The golden skin even glows like a metal in the sunlight.
"Good fight!" Arhat grinned. The huge impact made him stagger, almost falling over, but he still managed to stand upright.
Nowadays, he is literally made of copper skin and iron bones, and the human body has its limits. How can a mortal martial artist fight against him with his flesh and blood body?
Is this really a human being?
The old soldiers' expressions changed slightly, and such a thought crossed their minds.
Looking at it now, his body doesn't look like a body of flesh and blood at all. Instead of being a terrifyingly strong and burly man, it's more like a lump of iron covered in human skin.
"Erdielang."
The blood-colored energy was superimposed layer upon layer, and the second palm reached his chest. The massive amount of energy compressed the Arhat's chest and collapsed several inches downward.
The sneer at the corner of Luo Han's mouth froze slightly.
"Triple waves."
The skin around Arhat's collapsed chest suddenly cracked. The cracks centered on the chest and rapidly expanded like a spider web, spreading all over the body.
At this moment, Arhat could barely react from the blow, and the arrogant look on his face suddenly solidified. Looking at his proud copper skin and iron bones, his movements froze for a moment.
"In the past, in our Heyang Qiao family, there was only one clan leader with the highest martial arts skills. He had mastered the Longevity Fist's Stacking Wave Strength to the level of Three Stacking Waves...and why is this person?" Qiao Canxue opened her eyes, with surprise passing through her heart.
Although she has heard of the name of this Qiao family, she has only heard about it and has never met her in person... right?
At this time, the bloody energy like a raging wave has not stopped yet, like a real ocean wave, it seems to be endless and turbulent, with each wave getting higher than the last.
But with a loud explosion, the Arhat's chest was penetrated directly from the chest and abdomen by Qiao Mu's palm.
In his pierced chest and abdomen, not many organs were exposed, and there was not even much blood.
"Huh..." The blood energy escaping from the whole body also quickly ebbed away in an instant, leaving only the skin of the whole body still seeping blood, and a burning pain was felt in the limbs.
The familiar pain...
but...
"When you have clear thoughts, you feel comfortable." Qiao Mu stood up with his fists closed and exhaled.
"Mr. Qiao..." Hai Siyuan looked at this scene and sighed slightly.
How could he not be familiar with such a scene?
But in the end, we still couldn't save the Qiao family... Why did the Qiao family... again?
"Don't be so impatient yet." Qiao Mu, who was covered in blood, calmly stretched out his hand to stop:
"I'm not dead yet."
He is actually not as embarrassed as he looks.
The previous escape was just a tactical retreat, there was no need to fight with this stupid guy to the death.
He had been fighting with Arhat for a long time, but he wasn't actually injured at all. He was just trying to put on a show and get some words out of Arhat's mouth.
However, this bronze-bodied Arhat is a little weird. He has broken away from the scope of martial arts and is simply a piece of iron covered in human skin.
This thing is like an iron bastard. If you can't break his copper skin and iron bones, it will be like a tiger eating the sky and having no way to eat.
But if it is enough to break his "physical body", Arhat's shortcomings and weaknesses will be exposed.
After all, his martial arts training has only reached the third level of Shen Lian, he has no inner strength at all, and his movement speed can only be considered mediocre.
In front of the erupting arbor, he was a living target that he couldn't even dodge.
Therefore, Qiao Mu's outbreak lasted only for a moment. Although his meridians were damaged, it was not fatal yet.
Qiao Mu took a deep breath and looked down at his hands that were covered in blood.
With full concentration, the skin on both arms slowly squirmed and breathed like independent living creatures, and the overflowing blood stopped immediately.
Having mastered the thousand changes of flesh and blood, it is easy to use it to make the wound squirm and stop bleeding.
What Qiao Mu is doing is not just to stop the bleeding, but to heal minor injuries.
He is trying to repair the meridians in his body that were damaged by the disintegration of the demon through thousands of transformations of flesh and blood.
Although he couldn't help but use the demon to disintegrate in the end, it didn't mean that Qiao Mu wanted to die.
If you don't want to die, and you don't want to use death to refresh your body's injuries, then naturally you have to try the thousand changes of flesh and blood obtained from Wu Qizheng.
"The original Wu Qizheng used a ball of his own flesh and blood to treat my injuries from the disintegration of the demon... From today's perspective, Wu Qizheng is actually quite extraordinary."
"My achievements in the transformation of flesh and blood cannot yet compare with his, but it doesn't hurt to give it a try."
Qiao Mu stood still, trying to repair the injury. At the same time, he looked down at Luo Han, whose upper body was almost broken by him, and lifted him up with one hand.
He withdrew his hand during the last four waves, seeing how unbearable Arhat was, so he spared his life even though he had not finished his work.
Qiao Mu was also curious about this so-called person who entered Taoism through martial arts.
He jumped up and carried Arhat, half of his body beaten to pieces, towards his house.
"General Hai, this is not the place to talk. Come with me."
Qiao Mu's house is in a mess, with rubble everywhere. The front yard has completely collapsed, but the backyard is still intact.
Qiao Mu cleared a small clearing and looked at the old soldiers in front of him, and... and a blind girl with her eyes closed?
Um?
Qiao Mu realized her existence belatedly.
Isn’t this Qiao Canxue? His attention was previously attracted by the voices of Hai Siyuan and other veterans, and he subconsciously ignored the others. Did he think this was just a female passerby passing by?
Hai Siyuan also noticed Qiao Mu's gaze, coughed slightly and explained:
"Mr. Qiao, I brought this Miss Qiao here to visit you and Senior Qiao Xiaoming... Where is Senior Qiao Xiaoming? Could it be that he..."
"Qiao Xiaoming? Well, he is also alive and well."
As we all know, people named Xiao Ming have no sense of existence.
Qiao Mu thought for a moment and then realized that this was actually a flesh and blood clone of himself.
The maintenance of the flesh and blood clone requires him to expend energy and distraction to maintain it. Although it didn't cost much, Qiao Mu started drinking and walking around during this period. He was on vacation and didn't even bother to take care of his flesh and blood clone.
The flesh-and-blood clone Qiao Xiaoming was placed in a coffin in the guest room by Qiao Mu. He directly entered the standby energy-saving mode, but the deep sleep returned to deep sleep. He could wake up Qiao Xiaoming with just a thought.
The bronze-bodied arhat didn't seem to pay close attention. He really thought that Qiao Xiaoming was an ordinary corpse. Otherwise, if the sleeping corpse of Qiao Xiaoming was disturbed, Qiao Mu would be able to sense it in time.
"How is Mr. Qiao's injury? Do you need me to go find a doctor?"
Qiao Mu said: "It's nothing serious, it just needs some time to recuperate." It's just that the meridians were injured, so sprinkle some water on it.
"Compared to my injury, which is not worth mentioning, this..." Qiao Mu's eyes fell on Qiao Canxue's face.
After a long time, the two met again. Qiao Mu was no longer Qiao Mu, but the 210-year-old Qiao Shui.
For a moment, he didn't know how to face Qiao Canxue, his old friend.
Upon further investigation, she was the one who taught the longevity fist that was the first introduction to martial arts. She also taught the magic method of dismantling demons that the Qiao family relies on to settle down. It is not wrong to say that she is the guide in martial arts.
The two looked at each other in silence for a while.
Hai Siyuan was immediately confused. He had never thought about Qiao Canxue's identity before. Now he saw that the relationship between the two did not look like a reunion between ancestors and grandchildren, and he immediately frowned.
"Don't blame General Hai." Qiao Canxue closed her eyes and explained:
"My surname is indeed Qiao. I come from the Qiao family in Heyang, Nanzhou. But I was helped by the Qiao family just like you. The Qiao family I met was a young man named Qiao Mu."
"Qiao Mu...he is also dead. I just want to find the family behind him to express my gratitude."
Qiao Mu's eyes were filled with emotion.
He hadn't heard anyone mention the name Qiao Mu for a long time.
He has too many names, and he has long since died from an arbor to a forest.
"That's it." Hai Siyuan's frown slightly relaxed, and he accepted this explanation.
"Senior Qiao Shui." Qiao Canxue quietly opened her eyes and looked at the energetic young man in her field of vision:
"Senior Qiao Shui, have you ever been to Nanzhou?" Qiao Canxue asked tentatively.
Qiao Canxue was blind when she was in Yancheng. She had never seen Qiao Mu's true face, but only remembered his voice.
A person's appearance, voice, and smell are not static.
Nowadays, the tree is 210 years old, and its flesh and blood have undergone thousands of changes, making it difficult to tell the difference.
Although she did not recognize Qiao Mu, she vaguely remembered that when she left Nanzhou with her master, Master Lingling, she once opened her eyes and saw a young man in bright clothes and an angry horse.
So she asked.
"I haven't been there." Qiao Mu flatly denied it, and decisively changed the subject, mentioning the beaten bronze Arhat with one hand:
"Copper-skinned bastard, do you want to live?"
Arhat reluctantly opened his eyes and said angrily:
"Fart, do you think I'm a three-year-old child? I'll kill or cut him up as you please!"
Although this Arhat was quite arrogant before, he was after all a third-level god-refining martial artist with a firm mind.
He had already guessed in his heart that Qiao Mu wanted to force him to question him about entering Taoism through martial arts, so he acted quite tough.
Qiao Mu tried it out and found that this man was actually a tough bastard. Not only was he tough on the outside, but he also had a really bad temper. His threats were useless.
Just when he was at a loss what to do, a calm female voice sounded next to him.
"Moire orichalcum, huh?"
Qiao Canxue squatted beside Arhat, staring at his broken chest, her newly opened eyes filled with white mist.
Arhat, who had been very tough just now, was shocked all over.
"His body is actually no longer flesh and blood." Qiao Canxue explained:
"This is a special Taoist weapon made of moire orichalcum as the main material and refined using immortal methods. It looks like a human, but in fact it is more like moire orichalcum wearing human skin."
Speaking of this, Qiao Canxue couldn't help but glance at Qiao Mu, her emotions were quite ups and downs.