"What you did in the illusion was your choice?" Daozhen had no doubt about it and his expression became serious.
He is not interested in life and death battles, but he cares a lot about right and wrong.
This illusion was his means of creating a safe distance between him and Qiao Mu so that he could discuss philosophy with him safely.
"In this world, cultivating immortals is the general trend."
"Follow the will and you will be immortal, go against the will and you will be ordinary."
"The Qiao family really made a different choice from me." Daozhen said lightly.
As a cultivator with natural spiritual roots, Elder Qingyi had high hopes for him, so at the beginning of his practice, he was given a test of being ruthless and giving up all desires.
The two elders of the immortal sect have different views on being heartless and abandoning desires. Elder Qingzhuo is more direct and advocates killing relatives directly to put an end to all problems once and for all.
But Elder Qingyi is not like that.
He didn't want Daozhen to kill his parents with his own hands, but to let him forget about it.
If one's heart is free of worldly desires, is not tormented by the five sufferings, and human blood relatives are no longer a hindrance, then why is it necessary to kill all one's relatives in order to prove one's determination to pursue the Tao
This is Daozhen's choice.
Daozhen is actually nearly sixty years old now, which is still young for a cultivator, but his parents had already died during the forty years he was trapped in the isolated city. All his huge wealth and hundreds of acres of fertile land have now been reduced to nothing but yellow sand.
"You and I have made different choices. The immortal way is about breaking through obsessions and abandoning worldly desires. Only then can one be called extraordinary and detached from the mundane world. And the so-called way of refining the spirit in your martial arts is like sharpening a knife, constantly honing your obsessions. The stronger the obsession, the deeper you are in the world, and the harder it is to extricate yourself."
Daozhen tells the story:
"The Immortal Sect is the general trend. Practicing martial arts is just a side path. Being an enemy of the Immortal Sect is going against the general trend. It will eventually lead to death, just like the 100,000 veterans who died in the lonely city in the past forty years."
From the perspective of Daozhen or other people in the world, the Qiao family has indeed taken a path to death. How many members of the Qiao family have died at the hands of immortal cultivators so far
But no matter how many people died, the Qiao family seemed to be stubborn and determined to fight against the wall, just like the old soldiers who died in the lonely city in the past forty years.
"There are five doors to suffering in the world. If you don't get rid of your obsession, you will have to go through the door of suffering in the heart due to lust, the door of suffering in the soul due to love, and the door of suffering in the mind due to greed..."
"You have to come up with so many obscure words to convince yourself that cultivating immortals is the trend and the right path. It's really hard for you." Qiao Mu responded with a sneer:
"It's a pity that I'm just a crude warrior and can't understand!"
He had no intention of debating with Daozhen about the merits and demerits of Taoism and martial arts. He just took a deep breath and attacked the wall of the isolated city beside him.
The fist sank into the city wall like a drop in the ocean. The next moment, one could hear the rustling of leaves. The trunk of an old tree was penetrated by Qiao Mu's five fingers, leaving several holes in it.
He moved with lightning speed, slapping the tree trunk with both hands.
The internal energy that should have been indestructible, extremely masculine and strong, did not destroy the tree trunk. Instead, the powerful internal energy surged along the trunk like a tide.
The next moment, there were continuous hissing sounds, and the leaves on the branches were all filled with internal energy at this moment, flying out of the air like sharp arrows, sweeping in all directions.
Daozhen's reaction was also quick. He rushed out sideways and quickly avoided the flying leaves, but then he looked slightly stunned.
Some leaves flew towards Daozhen, while others flew towards other directions of the illusion.
All that could be heard was the sound of tinkling. Thousands of swords covered with runes around the grove were hit by the leaves and became crooked.
The power of these leaves infused with internal energy is not enough to cut off these sub-swords, but it will be enough as long as they can disrupt the illusion formation formed by thousands of swords.
The magic mirror at the center of the array, which was already showing cracks, shook slightly, and at this moment the light on the mirror finally dimmed.
"Finally..." It was only then that Qiao Mu opened his eyes.
Only then did he realize that there was a soft but rough little tongue licking his face. The tongue was small and soft, and there was a strange tingling sensation.
Qiao Mu looked carefully and saw that the demon cat Wuchang was lying on his shoulder, licking his cheek wildly, with an intoxicated look on its face.
My goodness, this fat pig actually did this to his body while he was trapped in the illusion and unable to extricate himself
Under normal circumstances, Qiao Mu would probably tease this stupid cat, but now... he just looked up at Daozhen.
Seeing the illusion being broken, Daozhen's first reaction was to fly backwards to create some distance.
"Why are you leaving? Don't you want to discuss Taoism with me? Daozhen." Qiao Mu suddenly spoke.
These words seemed to have a magical quality, causing Daozhen to pause temporarily.
"Discussing Taoism?" Daozhen asked.
"Yes, you have said so much, now you have to listen to my reasoning." Qiao Mu took a deep breath and said:
"I'll just say a few words-----"
"The demon disintegrates!"
In an instant, his blood almost boiled. His figure was shrouded in a thick blood light. He stomped his feet heavily and pounced towards Dao Zhen.
When he dived, he flew in a completely straight line.
Along the way, he knocked down more than a dozen old trees, breaking them in half. Tree trunks, wood chips, and fallen leaves flew everywhere, fluttering like snowflakes all over the sky.
Debate? Argument over doctrine? What's the point
The path to immortality is the great way, cultivating immortals is the general trend. The nine major immortal sects are numerous, powerful, tall and strong. In comparison, warriors are just a firefly under the scorching sun, and even their light cannot be seen. But so what
The cultivation of immortals has its own set of theories about being ruthless and desireless, and about transcending the mundane world, which have been passed down from generation to generation by cultivators since ancient times.
But how is this
A criminal was sentenced by the court and raised money for compensation. After the case was over, there were still hundreds of people giving rewards and support. How can it be said that just because there are hundreds of people supporting him, it means that he is right and is a wronged Dou E
Why are you still debating? There are so many idiots in this world. No one really thinks that they can change other people's minds with just a few words, right
"The principles of a warrior are expressed with his fists!"
Qiao Mu's eyes were as sharp as a sword. He held the Qin King's Sword in one hand and leaped into the sky like a cannonball.
At this time, Daozhen was still driving the thousands of sub-swords scattered around the grove back. There were only dozens of sub-swords in front of him, and his figure was quickly rising and moving away.
"Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon!"
Qiao Mu's figure flew across the sky like an eagle. When he was in the air and his strength was almost exhausted, his toes lightly tapped on the broken tree trunks and branches flying in the sky.
After another eighty years of hard training, his Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon have now reached a small level of success in the Counter-current Stage.
He could rush up the cliff by stepping on the rushing waterfall, but now he was standing on the broken tree trunk, raising his body step by step in an extremely unscientific manner, using the force of each step until he soared into the sky.
"Red Moon Blood Burning Technique·Blood Sword Technique!"
The body of King Qin in his hand turned into a giant blood sword, but when he approached Daozhen, the sword of King Qin in his hand suddenly flew out of his hand, like a blood-colored meteor hitting the sky and smashing heavily.
In a flash, dozens of flying swords quickly rotated in front of Daozhen to protect him, and the Heart Demon Mirror flashed green light and covered his whole body.
Boom!
The sword formation formed by dozens of flying swords in front of Daozhen twisted and collapsed almost instantly, and the surface of the Heart Demon Mirror shattered like a spider web, with clear shattering sounds echoing in the air.
Daozhen's body was also hit hard by the King of Qin's head from high above, and fell heavily into the woods below.
"You call this... being reasonable?" Daozhen's eyes widened slightly. He looked miserable at this moment, with blood flowing from all his seven orifices.
"Relying only on fists is too shallow."
There was an ancient mirror with a shattered spider web-like surface floating in front of him, emitting a flickering light.
Daozhen's natal magic weapon is this Heart Demon Mirror, which was bestowed by Elder Qingyi and has the ability to protect himself.
"So what if you are shallow? Just tell me, can you still discuss Taoism with me now?" Qiao Mu let out a breath, and his figure flew by like an eagle, his feet stepped on a tree trunk, and he chased after Dao Zhen who had already fallen to the ground like a sharp arrow.
He was not a native of Dayan, and he thought that he was not as patriotic as the old soldier in the lonely city in the past.
Therefore, his spirit of martial arts is not for justice, but for resistance.
The world is like the ups and downs of the tide. Those who go with the tide are the tide-riders, while those who go against the tide are the corpses piled under the waves.
And from beginning to end, Qiao Mu was standing on countless corpses of himself.
No matter how the world goes up and down, he only wants to have a peace of mind and not be carried away by the tide and lose his original intention.
"Ripples and waves!"
He swung his fists like the wind, and the power of his fists was like surging waves, one wave after another, each wave higher than the last.
As the fist builds up momentum, the surging internal energy of the four waves surges like a raging sea tide.
"Why chase the waves? Why follow the trend?" Qiao Mu's eyes were as fast as lightning, and dense fist shadows continuously bombarded the crumbling ancient mirror, like surging waves submerging the reefs.
"I am the trend!"
The roaring blood-colored energy completely submerged the ancient mirror, and the clear sound of the mirror shattering could be vaguely heard.
Without the obstruction of the Heart Demon Mirror, Qiao Mu's dense fists hit Dao Zhen's body like raindrops. In just a moment, his body was shaking like a sieve with the shadows of the punches, and his figure flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.
"Do you understand? This is my choice." Qiao Mu exhaled, clenched his fists and stood up.
The blood-colored energy that penetrated his body quickly subsided, and he regained his composure, with a calm expression:
"The Qiao family is not a shining hero. We are not that noble, so there is no need to flatter me."
"But to be a knight with clear thoughts and a clear conscience is more than enough."
Daozhen, who was lying in a pool of blood and dying, barely raised his head and looked at Qiaomu's figure for the last time.
At the moment of his death, his memory seemed to have returned to his childhood in the lonely city in the desert. At that time, he had seen many Dayan soldiers and generals who died heroically, including his own brother.
At this moment, he only felt that the figures of the Qiao family were indistinguishable from the figures of the soldiers in his memory, and gradually overlapped.
"People like this from the Qiao family... have long been heroes in the eyes of the world." Daozhen's pupils became dilated and he completely lost his breath.
Qiao Mu watched Daozhen breathe his last quietly, then slowly picked up the body of King Qin that had fallen from the sky.
Looking at the two bodies, he finally felt a little relieved.
"From the King of Qin to the Dao Sect cultivators behind the scenes... Daoxu Daozhen, it has come to an end, and I can have summer vacation now."
He looked up at the sky and rubbed the head of the cat Wuchang on his shoulder.
After 160 years of hard training in the dream, Qiao Mu actually has nothing to do now. He just wants to slow down and relax...
... ..
At the same time, at the edge of the grove.
Wu Qiankun stood in the shadows, his eyes full of surprise and confusion:
"This Qiao family... it's fine that a martial artist with both strength and power suddenly appeared, but now there's a second one?"
"What kind of martial arts family is this?"
PS: The update time of this chapter is quite slow... I'll adjust it.
These days, there are funerals of elderly people passing away and happening every day in my area, and I get woken up early every day... Mainly because I don’t sleep very well, so I’ll try to adjust my sleep.
Chapter 256: Heaven-Swallowing Power (4k
The edge of the woods.
Wu Qiankun stood in the dark, watching Qiao Mu carrying the golden body of King Qin in one hand as he walked away.
"The Qiao family actually produced two super-strength people at once... This is very unusual." Wu Qiankun said to himself:
"Super-class people are outstanding people who have surpassed the first-class. There are not many such people in the current Jiuzhou martial arts world. How can there be two super-class people in one family? And their paths are very similar."
"Could it be that... this is not a coincidence, the Qiao family still has a relatively complete way to super-quality goods in their hands?"
Wu Qiankun and Wu Shengren once thought that those who "entered the Tao through martial arts" like the King of Qin were warriors who had opened up a new and superior path, so when the Martial Arts Alliance rose, they did not alarm it, but just watched it grow silently.
But the result disappointed them.
The King of Qin that they had high expectations for turned out to be a fake, while the Qiao family, who had no expectations for him, now turns out to be a pleasant surprise for them
"What's the story behind these two super talents of the Qiao family?" Wu Qiankun was also puzzled in his heart.
"Hundreds and thousands of years ago, in the martial arts world, there was a martial art called the Power Absorbing Technique, which could plunder the internal energy of others."
"The Qi-absorbing technique was considered a miraculous skill a thousand years ago, but in today's martial arts world... it is actually an outdated ancient method. It is not practical and has its drawbacks."
"If there are one or two martial arts geniuses who practiced the art of absorbing internal energy, it is not impossible to create a super-level internal energy... But the Qiao family is not like that."
Wu Qiankun didn't figure out the reason, he just watched Qiao Mu leave quietly.
The direction Qiao Mu was heading was obviously towards Daqin City, probably to collect the bodies of the Qiao family members who died in the battle.
Wu Qiankun did not chase after her.