Chapter 238
Qiao Mu frowned, but then he discovered that under his miserable body, there was a messy tabby cat, meowing at him.
Wu Chang took two steps in one direction, turned into a black shadow and jumped lightly onto the eaves. He turned back to look at him and barked twice, his tail wagging slightly.
"Huh? You want to lead me?" Qiao Mu was slightly startled.
This man-attracting cat always collapsed to the ground with a crazy look on his face, rarely doing anything serious, so that he completely forgot that this cat was essentially a demon.
"Please ask this little brother to collect Qiao Miao's body for me. I, Qiao Shuangmao, will come back as soon as I go."
Leaving such words behind, one person and one cat quickly walked away on the eaves.
Chapter 253 The Demonic Realm of the Heart (5k
Two black shadows, one in front and one behind, shuttled quickly on the eaves, as light as a swallow.
In broad daylight, these two black shadows are so fast that ordinary people may not be able to see them clearly with the naked eye.
Qiao Mu followed behind, looking at the agile and agile demon cat Wu Chang in front of him, and felt surprised in his heart.
This sucking cat has its belly almost touching the ground. How can it be so flexible and very fast?
After eighty years of living in a dream, Qiao Mu's Qinggong Tianlong Eight Steps has reached the stage of leaping like a fish. He can now step on the water of a waterfall and climb to a height of tens of meters.
At this stage of Qinggong, you can already fly over eaves and walk over walls with ease. No matter whether you are on a roof, a cliff or a river, you can feel as if you are walking on flat ground.
Although he did not forget to take King Qin's body with him before leaving, he was carrying such a blazing gold King Qin Sword in his hand which was quite heavy and would affect his Qinggong to some extent.
But this fat cat is not slow either, and he can always lead the way.
Qiao Mu's mind sank into the Ouroboros Immortality Lock, and a piece of information immediately appeared in his heart.
This death evaluation: A (one against many, defeating immortals with force)
Death consumption life span: 80 (16*5) years
Number of resurrections remaining this week: 2/5
Current age: 375 years old
Qi and blood: 65%
Skills: slightly
Shenfa---Dragon Eight Steps (Yu Leap, Xiao Cheng)
Hard Kung Fu---Tie Tou Gong (Perfection) Iron Sand Palm (Dacheng) Dragon Tiger Vajra Kung Fu (Small Success)
Explosive Forbidden Technique---Red Moon Blood Burning Technique (Perfection) Blood Sword Technique (Dacheng)
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In this life, Qiao Mu selected several hard skills from Gucheng's arsenal to practice. He practiced all the iron-tou skills and iron-sand palm skills over and over again, and he practiced them to perfection over a long period of time.
The trees of the "Human Dao Jing" and "Pure Yang Wuji Gong" have not fallen either. It's just that it takes a long time for ordinary martial artists to advance to the level of "Human Dao Jing".
Qiao Mu has reached the seventh level. If he continues to practice, his Qi and blood will only increase by 5%...but this does not mean that Qiao Mu's total Qi and blood will only increase by 5%.
There is naturally a gap between the 60% of the 295-year-old and the 65% of the 375-year-old.
"According to the practice rules of the Humanity Sutra, I should be 508 years old by the time I reach the eighth level. By then my martial arts will be broken, and my energy and blood will have increased significantly."
The percentage of qi and blood is actually measured relative to the ratio of qi and blood in the golden age of the human body, that is, in young adulthood.
If one day the Qi and blood of a tree reaches 100% of the ideal state, it means that his physical condition is equivalent to the period of young adulthood when Qi and blood are the strongest in a person's life, and he will have no loss for hundreds of years. It can be said that the old tree has a second spring. .
With this thought in his mind, Qiao Mu had climbed up the city wall in three or two steps and left Da Qin Fucheng.
The demon cat Wu Chang sniffed the air carefully, and then continued to chase towards the woods behind the city.
It can smell the aura of death, but as a demon cat, its other senses are equally good.
As Qiao Mu chased him all the way, mist began to appear in the woods behind the mountain.
Logically speaking, it was the afternoon when the sun was shining brightly, so there shouldn't be any fog.
Qiao Mu vaguely noticed something fishy, but he didn't look back or slow down at all.
Just kidding, he is so brave, how could he shrink his eggs?
Qiao Mu just called to the demon cat leading the way, put it on his shoulders, and then walked forward into the mist.
In the darkness of the woods behind the mountain.
Daozhen stared at Qiao Mu, his eyes twinkling.
In his palm, a small sword only two fingers long rotated slowly, with runes as small as tadpoles flowing on the sword body.
The two most precious magic weapons in his hand, the Small Thousand Sword and the Heart Magic Mirror, were both given by his master, Elder Qingyi.
The Little Thousand Sword was given to him after the golden elixir was formed, and the Heart Magic Mirror has been with him for decades.
However, neither the Little Thousand Swords nor the Heart Demonic Mirror are actually only used for fighting.
This Small Thousand Sword is only two fingers long when used without triggering. Using it as a flying sword with Yihua Qian is actually overkill.
The Small Thousand Sword can be transformed into a thousand, and as long as it is activated by magic power and written runes on the mother sword, a thousand identical child swords filled with the same runes can be created.
Setting up a formation with the Small Thousand Swords is also one of the ways to use it, but it also requires a lot of mana.
And the Heart Demon Mirror, named after the Heart Demon, is naturally not as simple as copying the afterimage in the mirror.
The illusion array that Daozhen is going to set up today is based on the Heart Demon Mirror and the Small Thousand Swords as the formation.
Daozhen usually likes to observe ordinary people with extraordinary courage, including the Qiao family.
He has been observing the Qiao family for long enough. He has seen the death of many Qiao family members, and he has also killed one Qiao Miao with his own hands.
"Let me see, if it were the Qiao family, what choice would they make in the inner demon world..." Daozhen looked calm and said to himself.
There was no complex expression in his eyes, only the same curiosity and innocence as a child.
In the grove, the fog became thicker and thicker.
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Qiao Mu held the Qin King Sword in his hand and the man-sucking cat on his shoulder, and walked into the misty woods.
Although he doesn't like death, it's not that he would be afraid of death and run away.
"They come, the security."
"Now that I'm here, let's bury my body here. I think this feng shui is pretty good."
The trees walked into the mist, and soon the vision suddenly opened up. In front of them, there was another village, and a desert suddenly appeared, and there was a city deep in the desert.
"Is there a desert deep in the woods?" Qiao Mu was still in a trance, but he immediately noticed something strange and woke up.
In just two or three breaths, he was already in an old city deep in the desert.
This old city seems familiar, it is an isolated city in the hundreds of miles of desert.
"This feeling is quite like a dream." Qiao Mu looked at his hands.
The King of Qin Sword in his hand disappeared without knowing when, and the man-sucking cat disappeared without a trace. Even his own body turned into the appearance of a half-grown child in his early ten years, suddenly dwarfed. A lot.
In the dream, he was not Qiao Mu, but a strange half-grown child.
"Azhen, why are you wandering around? Don't run around when there is a war, don't make trouble." A woman held Qiao Mu's little hand and walked through the streets.
This woman has a round face, looks a little rich, and is wearing red silk satin. She is obviously not an ordinary person.
"Let's go home."
Ah Zhen?
Qiao Mu was slightly startled.
He once heard that the clairvoyant scholar said something about Daozhen, whose real name was Guzhen.
So in this fantasy, he plays Michizane as a child? What is he doing?
Is this an illusion created by immortal means? Dream?
Qiao Mu couldn't guess, nor did he want to guess. Anyway, he'll take care of what he comes up with. No matter what moves Daozhen makes, he will follow them.
This dream just hit the long board of the tree. As a person who has spent more than three hundred years in dreams, no one knows dreaming better than him... so he knows how to stay awake from the hazy dream and do it. A lucid dream.
At this time, he was considered to be an expert and bold man. He did not try to stay awake, but allowed himself to be immersed in his dream, as if he had really become Daozhen when he was a child.
Then, a vague memory also emerged in my mind.
At this time, his real name was Gu Zhen, a local born in Gucheng.
Gu's father was a local landowner, and his family owned hundreds of acres of fertile land. After inheriting the family business, he also became a rice merchant and managed the business quite well. In the past few years, he had become prosperous and his business was getting bigger and bigger.
Although the business is large, in the past few years when the cultivator was alive, he had taken the lead in opening granaries for disaster relief many times, so his reputation in this city was actually pretty good.
Gu's mother was also a big family in the local area. Before Gu's father became famous, the family was even more powerful.
In addition to his parents, Daozhen's family also has an older brother who is in his prime. He is a well-known ranger in the city. He is good at dancing with guns and sticks. After the isolated city was besieged, he joined the army.
Gu Mu pulled Daozhen through the streets and alleys, following the flow of people to the avenue at the city gate.
At this time, there was a large flow of people on the avenue, and many people stopped and waited eagerly on the street.
Qiao Mu also followed their line of sight and saw that the gate of the isolated city was wide open, and a group of soldiers whose armor was stained with blood were walking in from outside the gate.
The leader is a middle-aged general riding a tall horse. He has starry eyes and sharp eyebrows, and his appearance is heroic but also somewhat bookish.
However, no matter how good-looking he was, half of his body was already stained with blood, and his expression was obviously tired. It was obvious that the battle just fought was not optimistic.
The soldier's armor in the front was stained with blood, and the corpse in the back was carried by a carriage, with his face covered with white cloth.
"There are fewer soldiers coming back this time." A passerby lamented.
"After all, they are fighting against immortals. How can mortals fight against immortals... They have to pay the price."
"Although they died, they all died as heroes..."
At this time, the Baili Desert had been formed for two or three years, and Dayan's remnant army had also been trapped in this city for two or three years.
"Stop looking." As Qiao Mu stared at the corpse on the carriage, Gu Mu stretched out her hand and pulled his head back.
"Why are you here?" At this time, a young man in the ranks of the sergeants took off his helmet and looked at Daozhen's mother and son. It was Daozhen's brother.
"Let's see when you die." The woman was obviously relieved, but after seeing the young man, her words were still not good at all.
"It's better not to come here from now on." The Gu family brother's voice was low.
His fighting spirit was high, but he still couldn't bear the thought of having his miserable body brought back if he died.
The scene changed, and in a blink of an eye, we were at the Gu family's home.
Daozhen was squatting in the yard and teasing the ants with a straw pole. He turned around and heard his parents quarreling from the back room.
"Still sharing food? Isn't our family sharing enough?" It was Gu's father who spoke, and he was obviously in a mood:
"We businessmen can share food and provide disaster relief to earn some face and reputation. But the Gu family has done enough, what else do you want?"
Gu Mu's voice said: "Don't we still have three full granaries at home?"
"Send some food to the defenders, but it's not too much. Who do you think we are dying for? Every time the defenders go out of the city to fight, there are many casualties."
Gu's father was sullen: "Are you pretending to be a saint? What will happen to our family after the food is sent out?"
Gu's mother said: "There are still three granaries. There are only a few of us. It won't be a big deal to send a little boy out, and I don't want you to give away all our own food."
Father Gu became more and more angry: "Don't you feel bad if I give away the food that is not yours? The outside of the city has turned into a desert. How much of the hundred acres of fertile land passed down by our ancestors is left to grow? The city is already trapped. For two or three years, the food in the city has become less and less day by day, and sooner or later there will be a famine. I am preparing for a rainy day."
"If this city continues to be besieged, money will be almost useless. Food is the hard currency. I am leaving some wealth for our old Gu family. How many families are in troubled times and their families are in trouble. Our family is not that rich yet."
As a rice merchant who started his own business as a landowner, Gufu was quite discerning... But this city was not an ordinary war-torn city, but had been completely isolated from the outside world. No matter how much grain you have, you can't exchange it for money, and it doesn't mean anything if you can exchange it for money.
Gu Mu retorted: "How can soldiers fight if they don't have enough to eat? If the defenders can't hold on, how can we survive? Your eldest son is also a soldier, why don't you think more about it?"
Father Gu's face froze, but he immediately continued to retort:
"These grains are produced in our family's fields. The fields are passed down from the ancestors of the old Gu family. They are all our family's things. Why should they be given to others for free?"
When Gu's father and mother made a quarrel, they stopped arguing angrily because they had discovered the two Daozhen brothers standing at the door of the room.
The quarrel ended abruptly.
"Dad, didn't you share food for disaster relief in the past few years? Why are you so selfish today?" The Gu family brother was obviously a little disillusioned.
He originally thought that his father was a righteous businessman and a "good old man", so he later joined the army.