A flash of lightning struck his mind.
The so-called strange people mentioned in Wang Songhekou are alchemists, people who practice Taoism, and their ultimate goal - becoming immortals!
The immortal is high and mighty! The immortal is ruthless!
The immortals raise human servants to plant spiritual plants and cultivate spiritual fields. They recruit believers and followers to plunder the will of all living beings and regard mortals as resources!
From birth to death, believers and followers of the religion have been providing their wishes and working to mine spiritual mines. From birth to death, they are resources in the hands of the immortals.
"What kind of enemy is the Martial Saint fighting against?"
Only then did Qiao Mu realize how terrifying the Martial Saint was.
While others were cultivating immortality, he practiced martial arts and even became the second best martial artist in the world, calling himself the Martial Saint.
Qiao Mu suddenly realized something.
The Martial Saint can at least become a Martial Saint, but what about him
After practicing Iron Crotch Kung Fu for eight years, I realized that this is the world of immortals
"No, since there are immortals and gods in this world, then..."
A thought suddenly flashed through Qiao Mu's mind, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his breathing also began to speed up.
He walked forward, step by step approaching the towering statue of Aoki the Immortal.
His heart was beating faster and he was excited just imagining what he wanted to do.
now.
Qiao Mu's suicidal spirit is burning!
If there are gods in the world, and if they are unkind and treat the people as straw dogs...
Qiao Mu leaped up, and under Wang Songhe's stunned gaze, he jumped onto the altar, shoulder to shoulder with the statue of Qingmu Immortal.
"Brother Qiao Lin, what are you doing..." Wang Songhe was shocked by this sudden change and was completely unable to react.
All I heard was Qiao Mu shouting:
"We are born free, who dares to be superior to us?"
With a loud shout, he punched the statue of Qingmu Immortal hard.
Chapter 26: A shady way? A reckless way! (3k)
When Qiao Mu suddenly punched the immortal statue, the stunned Wang Songhe finally reacted.
He just stretched out his hand and pointed, and a silver light cut through the air like a silk thread, and it turned out to be a flying sword floating in the air.
But this flying sword is still a little slow.
When Qiao Mu's fist was about to hit the immortal statue's face, the flying sword just flew over, was hit by the fist and flew backwards, and directly pierced the face of the Qingmu immortal statue, almost splitting the immortal statue's head in two.
From this scene, it seems that the person who attacked the statue of the immortal was Wang Songhe, not Qiao Mu.
Qiao Mu stood with his fist clenched, looking at Wang Songhe suspiciously.
Since the other party has said so many bad things about the aliens, why should we stop him
When he retracted his fist, he noticed that the Ouroboros Longevity Lock in his mind glowed slightly. Apparently, his previous actions were helpful in improving his death evaluation.
That's enough.
Wang Songhe was stared at by Qiao Mu. He coughed twice and coughed up some blood foam. Then the flying sword stuck in the immortal's face flashed and flew up again.
"I only practice magic, not immortality." Wang Songhe explained:
"The immortals are powerful and cannot be matched by warriors. So we should learn their techniques and methods to defeat the immortals."
"Then why are you so excited? Since you want to fight against the immortal, why do you want to stop me?" Qiao Mu said righteously.
Wang Songhe was speechless for a moment.
It seemed as if he was wrong to stop him from breaking the statue of the immortal.
"This immortal really deserves to die. I wish there were no immortals in the world." He spoke after a long while:
"This Taoist temple has long been dilapidated and lost. Only bandits occasionally offer sacrifices to it. It is just an ordinary clay statue. It doesn't matter if it is destroyed. But other Taoist temples with great incense may not be so simple."
"Brother Qiao is upright and fearless of immortals. I admire you, but we should not be reckless in this matter."
Wang Songhe looked at Qiao Mu with inexplicable resentment. He was overwhelmed when he saw Qiao Mu punching the statue just now.
Qiao Muxin said that this is exactly the effect I want, and it would be best if I were struck to death by a bolt of lightning immediately after smashing the statue.
"I understand. I was wrong and I'm really ashamed." Qiao Mu sighed.
His mistake was that he went to the wrong Taoist temple, and the incense was not strong enough, so the incident did not become a big deal.
Next time, find a Taoist temple with a lot of worshippers to perform in.
However, after what happened just now, he had a new respect for Wang Songhe.
Originally people thought that Wang Songhe was just a bandit, but it turned out that his ambition was to overthrow the mountains that towered over the people's heads, and even to be an enemy of the immortals. He even learned magic for this purpose!
Besides that, he seemed to know a lot.
Qiao Mu thought for a moment and then asked:
"Is the martial arts really weaker than the immortal arts?"
He now wondered if he had chosen the wrong skill tree.
Of course, there is absolutely nothing wrong with practicing the Iron Crotch Technique!
Wang Songhe said:
"The martial arts path emphasizes the body, while the immortal path emphasizes the soul. These are two different paths. However, the martial arts path cannot make one live forever, and life span is limited. No martial artist has yet been able to explore the martial arts path to the point where he can be compared to an immortal."
"After all, no matter how strong a warrior is, his physical body always has its limits, and his life span is also limited. In the end, it is difficult for him to fight against an immortal."
"The path to immortality leads to longevity. Cultivators have long lifespans, but progress in cultivation is slow and requires a long time. Great cultivators often practice in seclusion for ten or even dozens of years."
"At the same time, the immortal path also places more emphasis on aptitude, and not everyone can practice it."
"In comparison, although martial arts does require aptitude, it places more emphasis on perseverance and character. Strengthening one's qi and blood is a difficult, arduous and long process. There is no shortcut."
"Martial artists cannot live forever, their life span is limited, but if they train hard, their cultivation speed can be much faster than that of immortal cultivators who often retreat for decades."
"Brother Qiao is less than 30 years old, but he has already reached the eighth level in martial arts. What's even more rare is that he has mastered the art of spearmanship. It must have taken him ten years of hard practice to achieve this."
Qiao Mu nodded repeatedly after hearing this, and said with emotion:
"Mr. Wang, you have a good eye. I have indeed been training hard every day for eight years without a single day of rest. Thinking back to the first time I picked up a spear, it seems like just a few days ago. The years of training with the spear have passed so quickly."
After hearing this, Qiao Mu actually understood the difference between martial arts and immortality.
Tall trees have the ability to be immortal. They are naturally immortal and can live until the end of time. Why do they need to practice cultivation
Moreover, every time Qiao Mu dies and resurrects, he will gain martial arts skills equal to his age.
If he turned to cultivating immortality, it would take him decades or even hundreds of years to make just a small step forward, which would be like tying himself up in knots.
For Qiao Mu, cultivating immortals is more stable, but the power of the longevity lock will be weakened.
He already has an infinite lifespan, so he can slowly endure, or even hide in the mountains to practice for thousands or even tens of thousands of years before coming out.
The path of immortality emphasizes the spirit and soul, so Qiao Mu should not have to worry about aging and weakness, and can live like a thousand-year-old turtle.
This is a shady path.
However, practicing martial arts is a way to commit suicide, and it can maximize the power of the longevity lock.
As long as you keep committing suicide, and die at a high level, your martial arts progress will be rapid.
The only problem is old age and frailty... and the solution to this problem is the complete "Changsheng Quan Jing" in Wu Jihui's hands.
This is a rough road.
Two roads, two directions.
But Qiumu had already made his choice.
He recalled in his mind the memory of himself dying in a battle against a thousand men in the valley.
At that time, Qiao Mu’s biggest goal was actually to score points, but he was not an emotionless scoring machine after all.
He has many lives, while others have only one.
If he could sacrifice his life in exchange for the survival of others, he would naturally be willing to do so.
So he charged forward alone, and so he bravely went to his death.
Since he was born immortal, he should live his life to his heart's content and die gloriously!
"I don't want to be a scoundrel."
"Just be reckless and it's over."
Qiao Mu thought so in his heart, looked up at Wang Songhe, and asked again:
"Mr. Wang, do you think I have the qualifications to cultivate immortality?"
You don’t have to cultivate to become an immortal, but having one more path is a good thing.
Wang Songhe shook his head calmly:
"If you don't have spiritual roots, you can't cultivate immortality."
I haven't taken it out yet, and you know I don't have any spiritual roots... Qiao Mu was very unconvinced and said:
"I have an iron spiritual root, can I cultivate immortality?"
"Iron Spiritual Root? I have never heard of such a spiritual root." Wang Songhe frowned and said patiently:
"Brother Qiao, if you have no other questions, please go."
"Leave? Where to?"
"Of course we have to leave this mountain village." Wang Songhe's eyes twitched. When he saw Qiao Mu smashing the statue of the immortal angrily, he couldn't hold back anymore.
"Leave? Doesn't Mr. Wang want to recruit me to become a bandit?" Qiao Mu asked again.
"My small temple can't accommodate a big Buddha like you." Wang Songhe could only smile bitterly.
What he was planning was of great magnitude, a major event that could shake the imperial court and even the immortals, so he had to plan every step carefully and cautiously.
And Qiao Mu... He was too reckless! He was always prone to causing trouble!
Wang Songhe really can't stand it!
They just met today, and this person has caused his blood pressure to soar. What will happen in the future
If we really recruit him to join Dongshan as a bandit, I'm afraid that the immortals will come to our door within a few days.
However, blood pressure is blood pressure, and Wang Songhe still answered Qiao Mu's questions one by one in a very friendly manner. He didn't want to offend this evil star who dared to punch the statue directly, so as to avoid unnecessary trouble.
"Are you really going to let me go?" Qiao Mu seemed a little reluctant.
After the two sides talked for so long, he was sure that Wang Songhe must not be a simple person, and his plan was to do something serious that could cost him his life.
It would be great if he could get involved in such a dangerous matter!
"If you let me go, aren't you afraid that I will reveal the location of this mountain stronghold?" Qiao Mu asked.
Although Qiao Mu would not do such a thing, he, Wang Songhe, was responsible for the lives of so many people and was a man who did big things. He would not depend on Qiao Mu's informing on them for the lives of these bandits.
"Brother Qiao is a very passionate person, he doesn't seem like someone who would do such a thing." Wang Songhe said:
"There has been some unrest in the Yancheng area recently. We have also alerted the officers and soldiers and were planning to move away from here."
Now that things have come to this, Qiao Mu won't be so shameless as to keep it.
The two sides then said goodbye at the entrance of the mountain village.
As soon as he turned around, Wang Songhe wiped the sweat off his forehead, finally sending this evil star away.
Obviously, he was the bandit who was planning something big, but Qiao Mu's recklessness frightened him so much that he couldn't stand up to it.
Qiao Mu didn't think much about it, but decided to go back to Yancheng as soon as possible.
He had seen Lao Huang and others carrying his body back to Yancheng before.
"I don't know how much the centurion's pension is. If it's not a lot, I'll serve as a soldier a few more times and get some money from the city lord."