Netizen A: “It’s true!”
Netizen B: "Brother, your contribution is just the finishing touch!"
Netizen C: “Who said that there is no emperor in the human race?”
Netizen D: "His Caterpillar evolved into Rayquaza. I saw it with my own eyes."
until
[Ding—System mission released: Use the Rayquaza evolved from Caterpillar to defeat the resurrected Groudon and Kyogre.]
[Quest Reward—Open the evolutionary path of Caterpillar to Rayquaza.]
Aisha: "???"
Caterpillar: "???"
Chapter 231 The Eternal Goal of Immortal Path (4k
Qiao Canxue seemed to sense something, and at this moment she quietly opened her eyes which had been closed.
In her eyes.
The old soldiers who formed a battle formation around were thin but tough middle-aged soldiers.
Luohan, who was as strong as an iron tower and whose muscles almost burst the butler's uniform, turned out to be a skinny old man with a shriveled figure.
The man with boiling blood and surrounded by fiery aura was not an old man so old that it was difficult to tell his age. He was clearly a young man with eyes as sharp as a knife and high spirits.
“This person…” Qiao Canxue frowned slightly.
Where have I seen her before
There is always a faint sense of familiarity.
Before he had time to think about it, a figure that had turned into a blood-red lightning had already pressed a palm strike on the Arhat's chest through the air.
"A stack of waves."
The blazing energy hit the reef like a raging wave, and a circle of ripples was visible to the naked eye spreading out from Luohan's chest. Then, with a dull sound like the sound of gold and stone hitting something, the butler's uniform that didn't fit Luohan to begin with was easily torn open, revealing the light golden yellow skin underneath, which even glowed with a cold metallic glow in the sun.
"Good fight!" Luohan grinned. The huge impact made him stagger and almost fall, but he still managed to stand upright.
Today, he is literally made of iron and steel, but the human body has its limits. How can ordinary warriors with their flesh and blood fight against him
Is this really a human
The old soldiers' faces changed slightly, and this thought flashed through their minds.
Looking at it now, his body doesn't look like flesh and blood at all. Rather than being an extremely strong and terrifying burly man, it's more like a lump of iron covered with human skin.
“Permian wave.”
The blood-colored energy accumulated layer by layer, and the second palm had reached the chest. The huge amount of energy pressed down Luohan's chest directly, causing it to collapse several inches.
The sneer on Luohan's lips froze slightly.
"Triple Wave."
The skin around Luohan's collapsed chest suddenly cracked, with the cracks centered on his chest and rapidly expanding like a spider web, spreading all over his body.
Luohan just reacted to the blow at this moment. The arrogance just now froze on his face. Looking at his now proud body of steel, he froze for a moment.
“In the past, in my Heyang Qiao family, there was only one patriarch with the highest martial arts skills, who cultivated the Changsheng Fist's Multiplier Waves to the level of Triple Waves... and why did this person do that?” Qiao Canxue opened his eyes, a look of surprise flashing through his mind.
Although she had heard of the Qiao family, it was only a rumor and she had never met them in person... right
At this time, the raging blood-colored energy had not yet stopped. It seemed like real ocean waves, endless and surging, with one wave higher than the other.
But there was a loud bang, and the arhat's chest was pierced directly by Qiao Mu's palm.
In his pierced chest and abdomen, there were not many organs exposed, and there was not even much blood.
"Hu..." The bloody energy that dissipated from the body quickly receded in an instant, leaving only the skin still oozing blood, and a burning pain emanating from every part of the limbs.
A familiar pain...
but...
"When your thoughts are clear, you feel comfortable." Qiao Mu stood with his fists clenched and let out a breath.
"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, the Qiao family could not be saved... How could the Qiao family...
"Don't be so moved." Qiao Mu, covered in blood, calmly reached out to stop him:
"I'm not dead yet."
He wasn't actually as miserable as he looked.
The previous escape was just a tactical retreat. There was no need to fight to the death with this big fool.
He had just fought with Luohan for a long time, but actually he was not seriously injured. He just wanted to put on a show to see if he could get any words out of Luohan.
However, this bronze-bodied Arhat is a bit strange. He has gone beyond the realm of martial arts and is simply a block of iron covered with human skin.
This thing is like an iron turtle. If you can't break its copper skin and iron bones, it would be like a tiger trying to eat the sky, with nowhere to start.
But if it is strong enough to break his "flesh body", Luohan's shortcomings and weaknesses will be exposed.
After all, his martial arts cultivation had stopped at the third level of spirit refining, he had no internal strength at all, and his body movements and speed were only mediocre.
In front of the exploding Qiao Mu, he was a living target that he couldn't even dodge.
Therefore, Qiumu's outburst lasted only a moment, and although his meridians were damaged, it was not fatal.
Qiao Mu took a deep breath and looked down at his hands that were covered in blood.
With his full concentration, the skin on his arms slowly moved and breathed as if they were independent living things, and the blood that flowed out stopped immediately.
Having mastered the art of changing flesh and blood, it was easy for him to use it to make the wound move and stop the bleeding.
What Qiumu was doing was not as simple as stopping the bleeding or healing minor injuries.
He was trying to repair the meridians in his body that were damaged by the disintegration of the Heavenly Demon by transforming his flesh and blood.
Although he couldn't help but use the Demon Disintegration in the end, it didn't mean that Qiumu wanted to die.
If he doesn't want to seek death, nor does he want to use death to refresh his physical injuries, then he naturally has to try the Thousand Changes of Flesh and Blood obtained from Wu Qizhen.
"Back then, Wu Qizhen used his own flesh and blood to heal my demon disintegration injury... From today's perspective, Wu Qizhen is actually quite extraordinary."
"My attainments in the transformation of flesh and blood cannot yet compare to his, but it doesn't hurt to give it a try."
Qiao Mu stood still, trying to repair his injuries while looking down at Luohan, whose upper body was almost broken by him, and lifted him up with one hand.
He stopped at the last four waves, seeing that Luohan was in a weak position, and spared his life without completing his mission.
Qiao Mu was also very curious about this so-called martial artist.
He leaped up, carrying the Arhat, whose half body was smashed, and rushed towards his own house.
"General Hai, this is not the place to talk. Please follow me."
Qiao Mu's house was in a mess, with rubble all over the ground. The front yard had completely collapsed, but the backyard was still intact.
Qiao Mu cleared a small space 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 drawn to the voices of Hai Siyuan and other veterans, and he subconsciously ignored the others. He thought this was just an ordinary female passerby.
Hai Siyuan also noticed Qiao Mu's gaze, coughed lightly and explained:
"Mr. Qiao, I brought this Miss Qiao to visit you and Senior Qiao Xiaoming... Where is Senior Qiao Xiaoming? Could it be that he..."
"Qiao Xiaoming? Well, he's alive and well too."
As we all know, people named Xiao Ming have little presence.
Qiao Mu thought about it for a while before realizing that this was actually a clone of his own flesh and blood.
The maintenance of his flesh and blood clone required him to expend his energy and attention. Although the consumption was not much, Qiao Mu had been drinking and walking his bird recently, and he was like on vacation, and he didn't even bother to care about his flesh and blood clone.
Qiao Mu placed his flesh and blood clone, Qiao Xiaoming, in a coffin in the guest room and put it directly into standby energy-saving mode. However, no matter how deep the sleep was, he could wake Qiao Xiaoming up with just a thought.
The bronze arhat didn't seem to look closely and really thought Qiao Xiaoming was an ordinary corpse. Otherwise, if the sleeping Qiao Xiaoming's body was disturbed, Qiao Mu would be able to sense it in time.
"How is Mr. Qiao's injury? Do you need us to find a doctor?"
Qiao Mu said: "It's nothing serious, it just takes some time to recuperate." It's just that the meridians were injured, just sprinkle some water.
"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, but Qiao Mu was no longer Qiao Mu, but 210-year-old Qiao Shui.
For a moment, he didn't know what identity he should use to face his old friend Qiao Canxue.
If you look into it, it was she who taught the Changsheng Fist, the first martial arts technique, and she was also the one who taught the Qiao family the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique on which they relied for their survival. It is not wrong to say that she was a guide in martial arts.
The two looked at each other in silence for a while.
Hai Siyuan was immediately puzzled. He had never thought that Qiao Canxue's identity was fake before. Seeing that the two of them did not interact like a reunion of grandparents and grandchildren, he immediately frowned.
"Don't blame me, General Hai." Qiao Canxue closed his eyes and explained:
"My last name is indeed Qiao, and I come from the Qiao family in Heyang, Nanzhou. But like you, I was helped by the Qiao family back then. The Qiao family member I met back then was a young man named Qiao Mu."
"Qiao Mu... He is also dead. I just want to find his family to express my gratitude."
Qiao Mu's eyes were dim and he felt a little emotional.
He hadn't heard the name Qiao Mu for a long time.
There are so many names for him that he has long since died from a tall tree into a forest.
"So that's how it is." Hai Siyuan's frown relaxed slightly, as if he agreed with this explanation.
"Senior Qiao Shui." Qiao Canxue opened his eyes slightly and looked at the vigorous young man in his field of vision:
"Has Senior Qiao Shui 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.
People's appearance, voice, and smell are not static.
The tree is now 210 years old, and has been fine-tuned with flesh and blood, so it is naturally impossible 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 caught a glimpse of a young man in bright clothes and riding a horse on the road.
So she asked this question.
"I haven't been there." Qiao Mu denied it flatly and decisively changed the subject, picking up the smashed bronze arhat with one hand:
"Copper-skinned turtle, do you want to live?"
Luohan opened his eyes with difficulty and said angrily:
"Bullshit, do you think I'm a three-year-old kid? You can kill me or chop me up as you please!"
Although this Arhat was quite arrogant before, he was, after all, a third-rank spiritual warrior with a firm mind.
He had already guessed in his heart that Qiao Mu spared his life in order to force him to answer questions about his martial arts career, so he behaved quite tough.
Qiao Mu tried it out and found that this man was actually a tough bastard. Not only was his outer shell tough, but his temper was also really bad and stubborn. Threats were really useless.
Just when I was at a loss as to where to start, a calm female voice sounded next to me.
"Moire-patterned mountain copper, huh?"
Qiao Canxue squatted beside Luohan, staring at his broken chest, his eyes, which had just opened, were filled with white mist.
The Luohan who had been so tough just now was shocked.
"His body is no longer flesh and blood." Qiao Canxue explained:
"This is a special Taoist weapon made of cloud-patterned mountain copper and refined using immortal methods. It looks like a human, but in fact it is more like cloud-patterned mountain copper covered in human skin."
Speaking of this, Qiao Canxue couldn't help but look at Qiao Mu, his emotions fluctuating.