Chapter 222
This old man named Qiao Shui, under Li Gongde's eyes, used force to conquer the immortals and killed Daoxu, a disciple of the Dao Sect in the late stage of foundation building.
In his opinion, this was another hope different from that of the Martial Saint.
Li Gongde was very fond of the theory of merit. In his opinion, Wu Shengren had become increasingly extreme in his behavior over the past forty years, and he was completely different from the original pillar of the imperial court, General Wu. If Li Gongde thought that he had grown out of the mud and was half-defiled.
So in his eyes, the Martial Saint has become a swamp of his own.
He is in Wujihui just because he has no other choice...otherwise, is he going to defect to the Great Yan court, or is he going to go it alone?
The Qiao family, which has become famous recently, has long fascinated him.
More importantly...Wu Jihui actually has no reason to continue to lie low and dormant.
In the past, one of the main reasons why the martial saint faked his death was that he needed time.
But now...Wu Jihui has been dormant for a long time, and the time has come.
This is also the reason why he appeared in Da Qin Mansion.
Just thinking about this, he saw the dying Qiao Shui tilting his head at this moment and losing his breath. Only the meat ball in the brocade box in his hand was still heaving.
"Is he already dead?" Li Gongde paused in his hand, straightened Qiao Shui's body, and then looked into the water mirror.
Chapter 243 The Return of the Martial Saint (6k
Caishikou execution ground.
King Qin held a sword in his hand and approached the tree step by step.
This sword looks like a weapon in the hand, but when you look closely, it seems to be integrated with the bones of the hand. It is obviously made of the same immortal material, blazing gold.
The sword fell, and a sword light cut through the sky, cutting a long gash in Qiao Mu's belly, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
The flesh and blood clone controlled by him from a distance also lost contact and died completely.
In fact, he had been playing a trumpet at the same time, fighting with the King of Qin while controlling "Qiao Shui" to trick Li Gongde.
His legs were broken and it was difficult to perform Qinggong, so he quickly fell into a disadvantage and was completely crushed and beaten.
The body of flesh and blood is not as good as the fine gold Taoist soldiers. If a leg is broken, it will be difficult to perform Qinggong, and he will have to fight head-on with the King of Qin.
As a result, Qiao Mu quickly received more than a dozen wounds... In fact, Qiao Mu was a little surprised. How could he still be alive?
King Qin seemed very restrained.
He kept slashing like a cat playing with a mouse, but he was not in a hurry to kill Qiao Mu.
He is patient and he waits.
Qin King Qin Shiqing is not an impulsive person. What he wants to do is not to take the life of the Qiao family in front of him who calls himself Qiao Tuo. He wants to kill all the Qiao family and give an explanation to the Xianmen Dao Sect.
Killing one Qiao Tuan is not enough!
Back in the Wanjia Mansion in the imperial capital, Qin Shiqing was careless and relaxed his vigilance after killing Qiao Mu, and was attacked and killed by the resurrected Qiao Mu.
How could King Qin step into the same river twice with his mind?
He had long been mentally prepared for more than one member of the Qiao family, so after hearing about Qiao Shui's attack on Prince Qin's Mansion, he pretended to leave, but actually returned soon.
"The discovery of a Qiao family member in the city means there may be a nest, and they must be caught in one fell swoop."
"Qiao Shui attacks my Prince Qin's Mansion. I'll beat you, Qiao Tuo, to death here first. Who will frown first?" Prince Qin just sneered in his heart.
He had lost his family many years ago and had been alone for a long time. He was extremely determined to follow the Tao, and he did not care about the so-called Prince Qin's Palace that had just been established.
The Qiao family is the complete opposite of him.
It was obvious that this was a large and prosperous martial arts family, and the Qiao family was known for their emphasis on love and righteousness, and their ability to protect their shortcomings.
One member of the Qiao family died tragically, and soon another Qiao family member took blood revenge.
So as long as you focus on this Qiao Tuan to call for reinforcements, other Qiao family members will flock to the execution ground one by one like moths to a flame.
He, King Qin, has been alone for a long time. No one in this world can make him frown again... So in this wave of exchanges between the two parties, how could he lose?
"Why don't the other Qiao family members come? Where is Qiao Shui who broke into my Prince Qin's palace?" Prince Qin muttered in his heart.
He was losing his patience.
....
A room in the palace of King Qin.
While Li Gongde was looking at the picture in the water mirror suspended on the mahogany table, his mind suddenly moved, and footsteps came from outside the room.
"Anyone else dares to come?" He was a little surprised.
The guards of Prince Qin's Mansion and the iron-skeletal warrior were all killed by Qiao Shui.
Especially the iron-skeletal warrior, whose body was still half-kneeling outside the door.
Although Qiao Shui was dead, the guards had no choice but to escape. How could they regain their fighting spirit so quickly and come to his door?
But when he looked back, he saw a dark figure with a dark star mask on his face. This dark figure was shrouded in a robe, and his specific body shape could not be seen. It was the Xingxuan Envoy of Wujihui.
"Meet the envoy." Envoy Xingxuan lowered his voice and bowed slightly.
Li Gongde's face trembled. He did not look at the Xing Xuan Envoy, but glanced at the dead silent courtyard outside.
"How dare you come in in broad daylight? This is Prince Qin's Mansion." Li Gongde frowned, but quickly came to his senses:
"What's important?"
Naturally, his contact with Wu Jihui can only be in the dark, and after all, this is Prince Qin's palace, not his private residence.
For the past two days, Li Gongde was under house arrest in this wing by the King of Qin. He was not allowed to go out, so Wu Jihui naturally couldn't contact him.
As for the Xingxuan Envoy from Wujihui, who had just escaped from the surveillance of everyone in Prince Qin's Mansion, and Qiao Shui had just died, and there was no one around him, he hurried to the door, so this obviously means... something big is coming!
"Senior Envoy. We may not have to hibernate anymore while waiting for Wu Jihui." The Xing Xuan Envoy raised his head, his entire face was covered by a mask, and his tone of voice was always calm, trying not to reveal his personal emotions.
But at this time, the Xingxuan envoy's words revealed an almost unconcealable excitement.
"Martial Saint is not dead, but he is about to return!"
Li Gongde's eyes flickered for a moment. He suddenly heard the news, but there was not much excitement on his face.
He just held his chin in his hand and fell into deep thought:
"This world seems to be in chaos again... No, this world has never been peaceful."
"It's just that I am a rich man. I don't know if I can continue to use it." He sighed slightly in his heart, feeling a little reluctant.
In fact, in the final analysis, although the King of Qin did not kill Li Gongde, he only used a blind method to get a substitute, but in the final analysis, he did not take Li Gongde too seriously.
Otherwise, how could the King of Qin put him under house arrest, and how could he not return to his hometown to rescue him... Perhaps the King of Qin had not considered whether his reputation, Li Gongde, would be lost after such a series of executions, and how he would "resurrection from the dead" in the future. "How do you wipe your butt?"
Thinking of this, Li Gongde reached out and gently separated the air.
The water mirror suspended on the mahogany table quickly shrank and turned into a crystal clear drop of water. He stretched out his hand and gathered it into his big sleeve.
Although Li Gongde confessed some things to the dying Qiao Shui, it was naturally impossible for him to reveal all his secrets.
Wu Jihui is a group of mortals who resist the forces of the nine immortal sects. Although most of them are martial artists, there are still some exceptions.
In order to seek the possibility of defeating the nine immortal sects, Wu Jihui tried many different paths. For example, the former saint Wu Qingxin was a disciple who was personally sent to Xuantian Sect by Wu Shengren to practice the immortal way.
He turned around and left the already messy Qin Prince's Mansion together with the Xingxuan Envoy from Wu Jihui, and left quietly.
....
Somewhere in Zhongzhou, deep in the mountains.
Wu Qiankun once again walked into the mountains and forests, but this time he was not alone. There were dozens of people traveling with him.
These dozens of people are all high-level officials of Wujihui, and among them there are also seventy-two sages under the sect of Wushengren.
Hai Wuya was also among this crowd.
Hai Wuya is not actually a high-ranking member of the Wuji Society... He entered Tianlao shortly after the Alien War. Although he was listed among the Seventy-Two Sages, he has actually been free from Wuji for forty years. Outside the society's system, he has been studying alone in a prison for more than thirty years.
Not to mention the higher-ups, before he was released from prison and became the Minister of Rites again, he had very little contact with people from Wujihui.
Among all these people, Hai Wuya was actually an anomaly.
The other seventy-two sages are mostly descendants and nephews of Saint Wu, and many of them are adopted sons and daughters raised by Saint Wu himself.
But Haiwuya is different.
He was a colleague of Wu Shengren in the officialdom before he became a saint. He was a contemporary of the same generation, and at most he was a senior official in the officialdom.
One of the reasons why he appears here is because he has recently had some contact with the Wujihui in order to spread the "Sutra of Mount Sumeru King".
The second is...
The news Wu Qiankun told him was so shocking that he had to come to see with his own eyes whether the outrageous rumor was true or false.
But when he walked into this mountain forest, he gradually had the answer in his heart.
intuition!
It’s the intuitive feeling of Wu Sheng Sheng’s Rhinoceros Technique!
Hai Wuya, who was walking along the mountain road and climbing up the stairs with the crowd, coughed a few times unconsciously and sweated on his forehead.
The closer he got to the cave on the top of the mountain, the more he felt the crazy warning from his own intuition.
Every step closer, every step up... the overwhelming pressure increases with time.
Hai Wuya looked sideways at the others in the crowd.
Among these people were old, young, fat and thin, and the facial expressions of many of them were not much different from his.
The team was silent, and there was an inexplicable uneasiness spreading.
"Wu Shengren, is he really still alive?" Someone couldn't help but ask, he was always lucky.
The mystery of Wu Shengren's life and death is a secret that only a few people know even within Wu Jihui.
And these high-level officials, these so-called Seventy-Two Sages, were only recently informed of this fact by Wu Qiankun and brought them here in person.
"Martial Saint will not die easily." Wu Qiankun in front of the team replied calmly.
He seemed very calm. In the past two years, he had been in charge of Wujihui. Now his momentum has become more and more like the demeanor of Wu Shengren in his early years.
"The Immortal Sect has always looked down upon ordinary warriors like us. They think highly of themselves, and the Martial Saints just took advantage of their arrogance."
"But this..." the man said doubtfully:
"If the world and the Nine Great Immortal Sects were to learn that the Martial Saint is not dead yet, then the Immortal Sects would be furious!"
If the Immortal Sect regards the martial artist as a mortal, a ephemera that lives and dies, then the strong mayfly of the Martial Saint has deceived the nine Immortal Sects. If this matter is exposed, the consequence will definitely be the anger of the Immortal Sect.
This man was worried that something bad might happen if so many people knew that Wu Shengren was still alive.
"Angry, who cares whether they are angry or not?"
"Now...the time has come." Wu Qiankun said calmly.
While talking, the group had already reached the top of the mountain.
There is a very conspicuous cave on the top of the mountain. The scorching sun is clearly hanging high at this time, but no light can shine into the dark cave.
With the entrance of the cave as the boundary, yin and yang, dusk, dawn and jingwei are clearly visible.
The darkness in the deep cave surged like a tide, and it was impossible to see anything inside, which only made Hai Wuya and others feel terrified.
Because they felt... Wu Shengren was inside.
After this thought came to my mind, I continued to look at the cave, but something seemed wrong.
If you take a closer look, you will find that the cave is squirming slightly like a living thing, which makes people feel intimidated and frightened.
Wu Qiankun said nothing and just led everyone to wait outside the cave.
No one said anything, and the silence spread quickly like a tide.
But the intuitive reminder in Hai Wuya's heart became stronger and stronger, and he suddenly felt like he couldn't breathe.
It didn't take long.
Darkness surged in the cave, and a tall figure bathed in the darkness and slowly walked out.
He walked out of the cave and stood under the sun, his skin all over his body shimmering with luster. He still had the same appearance that made it difficult to judge his specific age, except for his long gray hair, which had turned half black and half white at some point.
He did not go to see Hai Wuya and the others, but turned around and stood on the top of the mountain, staring at the sun in the sky.