Chapter 249
Speaking of this, Elder Qingzhuo's face gradually became serious.
Just listen to Taoist Changqing continue:
"Although Wujihui is just a mortal organization, it covers all nine states."
"It's just that their chief executive is in Zhongzhou. Although I obtained this "Xumishan King Sutra" from the branch commander of Dongzhou Wujihui, I don't know who this martial art originated from."
"I may have to trouble fellow Taoist Qingzhuo about this matter."
"If we can find someone from the Martial Arts Association who created the "Sutra of the King of Mount Sumeru", I hope that I can recommend him to join our Immortal Sect to practice martial arts, so that this person can make the most of his talents."
"Of course, if we can't get this person, we should destroy him as soon as possible to avoid future troubles."
Taoist Changqing has made his interests clear and his requirements clear.
Zhongzhou is the territory of Daodao Sect.
The Daodao Sect is the faint leader among the nine immortal sects. It occupies a prosperous land in Zhongzhou and has always been strong.
The disciples in the sect with lower cultivation levels are okay. As the elder of Nascent Soul, Master Chang Qing would easily be thought by the Dao Dao Sect to have an ulterior conspiracy if he randomly went to the hinterland of Zhongzhou to look for a mere mortal warrior.
"I understand." Elder Qingzhuo nodded solemnly:
"I will report this matter to the headmaster immediately."
Mortals are like cattle and sheep in the immortal sect, they only need to provide incense.
The Immortal Sect should kill things like the "Sutra of Mount Sumeru King" as soon as possible if there is even the slightest hint that it may cause trouble thousands of years later.
I am a little happy to think of this clearness. If Master Changqing really said this in the "Sutra of the King of Mount Sumeru", then his profession may be regarded as a small contribution, and he can save some face with the headmaster.
"If I really achieve merit, after I go to the overseas islands to investigate the affairs of the Qiao family, I can return to the sect and ask the headmaster for some elixirs to cure Daoji."
Elder Qingzhuo was about to stand up, but hesitated again. A stone sword flew out from his sleeve and was held in his hand.
"Fellow Daoist Qingzhuo?" Master Changqing was puzzled.
"Actually, this sword..." Elder Qingzhuo held the stone sword in his hand and hesitated to speak.
This stone sword is actually the sword that was banished to the immortal in the past.
At the beginning, Elder Qingzhuo originally thought of taking the newly transformed Sword Banished Immortal back to the sect and asking the sect's powerful men to help him reshape his body... Later, when he was in a hurry to heal his wounds, how could he care about the Sword Banished Immortal?
Therefore, the sword that banishes the immortal today is still just a stone sword, and may no longer be able to transform into a human being.
When he stood up just now, Elder Qingzhuo actually had an idea in his mind, wondering whether he should give the stone sword in his hand to Master Changqing.
Back then in the Baili Desert, neither the Qiao family nor the Sword Exiled Immortal alone was his opponent.
But for some unknown reason, the "Heaven-Destroying Sword Drawing Technique" performed by the two of them together really cut through the Immortal Gate Formation that enveloped the desert ----- You must know that the warrior's inner strength is only ten meters away. distance.
At that time, the two sides jointly performed the Heaven-Zhanping Sword Drawing Technique, which instantly drained the trees. The sword energy soared more than a hundred meters into the sky?
Elder Qingzhuo couldn't figure out the reason.
Because he knows nothing about mortal martial arts.
If Jian banishes the immortal for decades and devotes himself to cultivating immortality instead of martial arts, then it will be easy to deal with him... As a Yuanying master who is more than a thousand years old, Elder Qingzhuo has quite a lot of experience in dealing with immortal cultivators.
No matter how talented he is in banishing immortals with his sword, and practicing his wild ways to cultivate immortality, he is still in vain and lacks advanced skills. How can he compete with the elders of the top immortal sects?
Elder Qingzhuo thought that the main reason he overturned that day was because he was too contemptuous of mortal warriors. After all, the former martial arts leader Jian Banxian was also defeated by him.
After thirty years of neglect in the Baili Desert, Jian Banxian's vitality and internal energy were declining, and he had long since lost his peak. Logically speaking, he should be much weaker than when he was in his prime. Who knew that when he turned into a sword with his body, he would have the soaring sword energy?
Elder Qingzhuo doesn’t understand.
But after a conversation with his old friend Chang Qing today, he felt that... if the stone sword transformed from the sword banished immortal was handed over to this person, and the Immortal Sect's study of mortal martial arts might be able to solve the problem... Questions in his mind.
But when the words came to an end, he finally swallowed them.
If he really wanted to talk about this, he would have to mention how he was defeated by mortals in the first place and how Dao Ji was harmed... Then he would lose all face.
"It's nothing, I still have important things to do, let's take a step first." The stone sword in his hand was like a cuff, and Elder Qingzhuo finally got up and left.
After going out, he held a message jade talisman in his hand and informed the headmaster of the Dao Dao Sect in Zhongzhou about the "Sutra of the King of Mount Sumeru".
....
On the edge of the town of Rest.
Wu Qiankun stepped towards the tree, his figure getting taller and taller step by step.
He didn't give Qiao Mu any choice. It was obviously not some end-to-end discussion.
But Qiao Mu suddenly said:
"Wait a minute."
Wu Qiankun's pace remained unchanged, but his expression was slightly colder:
"how?"
"I already said I won't take your life, don't you even dare to fight?"
His eyes looked cold, with an invisible aura coming out, and there seemed to be an invisible sword light in his eyes.
This is a witnessing technique "Mind Slash" mastered by Wu Qiankun. It is an invisible sword of the mind.
Any martial artist whose spiritual cultivation level is not as good as his will be more or less affected by mental shock and temporarily lose consciousness.
If it is used to deal with a warrior who has not yet entered the realm of spiritual refinement, even a look can make the opponent lose his mind.
But the sharp gaze that fell into Qiao Mu's eyes was like a cow in mud entering the sea, without causing any waves.
Don't you have any fear of me?
His ambition was satisfactory... Wu Qiankun nodded lightly.
"You don't even dare to have the thought of killing me, but you are worthy of fighting me?" Qiao Mu stretched his muscles and retorted:
"Better it, don't make all these twists and turns." Qiao Mu curled his fingers:
"Come here if you dare and beat me to death!"
Wu Qiankun was startled at first.
Then he smiled instead of getting angry.
Who is Wu Qiankun?
Number one on the God List, the current leader of Wu Ji Hui, he is known as the martial artist closest to Wu Shengren, and the strongest among the three thousand disciples of Wu Shengren.
Wu Qizheng, who used to disguise himself as a martial saint in Nanzhou, was born with special characteristics. He was able to kill Qingyang Taoist, the foundation-building monk of Xuantian Sect, under the siege of many monks.
So Wu Qiankun, as the strongest member of Wu Shengren's sect, is naturally even stronger.
After acquiring the Taotie Devouring Heaven Technique and devouring several strangers, he is no longer what he used to be. He thinks that in this martial arts world, there are only a handful of people who are qualified to be his enemies. .
It is not an exaggeration to say that Wu Qiankun is one of the top martial artists at the forefront of today's martial arts.
Of course, except for the martial saint.
No matter whether the martial arts saint is dead or alive, Tingchaolou ranks the martial arts rankings or other matters, the martial arts saint who is Yiqi Juechen will be excluded by default.
"I have long heard that the Qiao family is not afraid of death, and they are indeed worthy of their reputation."
Wu Qiankun said calmly:
"I heard that in Nanzhou, a member of the Qiao family once spoke nonsense in front of the Martial Saint. He asked if he could kill the immortal by eating all the skin, flesh, bones and blood of my Qiao family?"
"So now..."
"It's time for you, the Qiao family, to sacrifice your lives for the righteousness of the world!"
The words just fell.
The dense round holes on Wu Qiankun's back burst out airflow again, and his figure instantly swept across the sky as fast as a meteor, leaving a fleeting streamer of energy in the sky with black and red energy.
"Flesh and blood change, human beings change, flying stars explode with fists!"
The fist quickly expanded and turned red. In an instant, it expanded to the size of half a person, almost filling Qiao Mu's vision.
And in this flash of lightning, the trees also moved.
"The demon disintegrated·Four folds of waves."
Qiao Mu started as usual and the demon disintegrated, and the blood-colored Qi energy all over his body shrouded his body and turned into blood-colored ripples like a sea tide that gathered between his fists.
With a loud bang, the two fists collided, and a violent air current surged and swirled, sweeping in all directions.
Wayne's face turned dark at Qiao Mu's side. He fluttered the cloak behind him and flew back dozens of meters. Only then did he manage to stabilize his body and land on his feet.
Although he is said to be the best in the world in Qinggong, his own martial arts cultivation is only at the first level of refining the spirit, and the aftermath of the fight between the two can overthrow him.
After his feet landed on the ground, when he looked up again, he saw Qiao Mu and Wu Qiankun standing three or four meters apart. The ground under his feet was cracked with spiderweb-like patterns, earth and rocks were flying, and the air waves were emptying.
The faces and expressions of the two people were the same, and Wayne couldn't tell who was the winner in the fight just now.
"The Qiao family...Is that so...I understand." Wu Qiankun suddenly said in a low voice.
He suddenly lifted up, and air flow erupted from the round hole in his back again. However, in just a few breaths, his figure was already far away.
It’s hard to say whether Wu Qiankun’s ultimate transformation can fly trees for a long time.
But his short-distance air bursts are even stronger than the immortal cultivator's escape light, and have surpassed the concept of Qing Gong.
"Is this the direction of Wu Jihui's development of flesh and blood..." Qiao Mu pondered, standing up with his fists closed, the skin on his body was cracked, and blood was oozing from the pores on his body.
"Brother Qiao?" The sight of blood all over his body startled Wayne.
He was a little angry at first, but the two men suddenly exchanged words while they were talking, and he was almost injured in the aftermath.
"It's nothing, it's just a flesh wound." Qiao Mu said calmly.
As he spoke, the flesh and blood all over his body began to squirm, the pores shrank, and the chapped skin began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Wayne's eyes twitched when he saw this.
"You top martial artists, all of you are so fancy?"
.....
Wu Qiankun's figure flew across the sky, panting slightly, his face a little pale, and he was inexplicably upset:
"We can't defeat him in a short time. If we want to decide the outcome with him, it won't be short. Then we will be in trouble if someone else takes over."
He had just punched Qiao Mu, and he had roughly figured out some of Qiao Mu's details.
"There's no need to rush." Wu Qiankun glanced back and regained his composure. Whispering to himself.
The martial saint was not the most dazzling person in the martial arts world of the previous generation forty years ago.
While the Sword Exorcist has become the best in the world, the Martial Saint is only the 11th in the world and has not yet broken through to the super level.
What's the result now? The Sword Exorcist is no longer around, but the Martial Saint has become the leader of the martial arts.
Therefore, the immediate victory or defeat is not important.
As long as the mentality is stable and the martial arts heart is not affected, with the god-refining cultivation level number one on the Wu Qiankun God List, the future will naturally be promising.
"Our opponents are strangers. While the Qiao family is still practicing hard, I only need to kill a few strangers to increase my martial arts skills."
"The next time I meet him, Qiao Shuangmao, I'm afraid he is no longer worthy of being my enemy."
As long as his mind and will can withstand it, he can continue to make rapid progress through the Taotie Devouring Heaven Technique.
As the number one person on the God List, his attainments in the way of refining gods far exceed those of other martial arts experts, so his potential for the Taotie Devouring Heaven Technique is also the greatest.
But despite this, there was still a big question echoing in his mind.
In the brief battle with Qiao Mu just now, he figured out one thing.
"Super-grade martial artist Qiao Shuangtuo, why hasn't his internal energy reached the super-grade transformation?" Wu Qiankun frowned, somewhat puzzled:
"Inner strength super quality transformation can be regarded as one of the mainstream super-grade martial arts. Why has he not reached this stage with both strength and strength?"
"The Qiao family is not a high-level Yeluzi who is practicing alone...it is obvious that he comes from a big martial arts family with more than one super-level one. Didn't their clan elders tell them this?"
Wu Qiankun couldn't understand for a moment:
"You can't deliberately save your inner strength and not make a breakthrough, hoping that one day you will be able to gain more and more success? What's the point of this?"
"Is this a characteristic of the Qiao family's martial arts, or is it some kind of flaw?"
He could only keep this question in his mind.
Could it be that the Qiao family has lived on the overseas knight island for generations, and their martial arts are slightly different from those of Kyushu?