Wu Qiankun flew very far in the sky before quickly landing on a low hill.
He stretched his muscles, and the flushed skin on his body returned to its normal color, and the weak qi and blood also calmed down.
The shadows of the trees in the forest swayed in the wind, and Li Gongde, the Yuexuan envoy from Zhongzhou who had been waiting here for a long time, walked out of the forest and greeted Wu Qiankun.
"Li Gongde, did you bring the Lingrou Pill?" Wu Qiankun asked.
"Of course there was. Was Lord Qiankun injured at the hands of the immortal cultivators from the Da Dao Sect?" A small box flew out from Li Gongde's sleeve. Inside the box was a meat ball the size of half a fist, which was still trembling slightly.
"..." Wu Qiankun looked at him expressionlessly and said calmly:
"Do you think I look injured? It's just that the 'Supreme Transformation' consumed some of my energy and blood."
Before he finished speaking, blood oozed out from the dense round holes on his back, staining his back red.
"It's just some loss of energy and blood. It's not a big problem." Wu Qiankun stretched out his hand and grabbed the Lingrou Pill without hesitation, but did not swallow it. Instead, he stuffed it directly into the bleeding area on his back.
The flesh on his back squirmed left and right as he moved, wrapping the soul-flesh pill inside.
The Wu Ji Hui, or the superior martial arts mastered by the Martial Saint, is mainly based on two points.
Wu Sheng Ling Xi Jue, and the transformation of flesh and blood.
Rely on the Wu Sheng Ling Xi Jue to break through the super level of spirit refining, and then use the overly powerful mind of the super level of spirit refining to control the changes of human flesh and blood.
The Supreme Transformation is a form of combat developed by the Martial Saint.
The so-called perfect man, in the words of the Martial Saint, is the ultimate of human beings.
Although there is a saying in this world that "man is the most intelligent creature in the world", the human body is not more suitable for fighting than birds and beasts.
Birds have wings to soar into the sky, and beasts have sharp claws and fangs.
The eyes of an eagle, the ears of a wolf, the speed of a leopard, the strength of a bear... the human race does not have these.
If humans who have not practiced martial arts want to fight wild beasts of similar size and weight with their bare hands without the help of weapons, it is basically courting death.
The human body is not designed for physical combat.
However, the "Supreme Transformation" developed by the Martial Saint is the pursuit of the ultimate of human beings.
Retaining the human form, it was developed into a form most suitable for combat and born for war.
To be a sage is not as simple as growing pores.
The so-called perfect person pursues that every muscle, every inch of skin, and every organ in the human body is born for fighting, which is the human form most adapted to combat.
Although he still looks like a human, he is actually fundamentally different from ordinary people and can be considered a little superman.
The price is greater physical exertion.
If it lasts for a long time, you will need something like "Spirit and Rou Dan" as a supplement.
"Although I haven't mastered the 'Supreme Transformation' yet, but this time... forget it, there's no need to worry too much about the Qiao family."
Wu Qiankun stretched his muscles and bones, and all his joints crackled.
Victory or defeat is only temporary; the one who laughs last is the real hero.
Back then, the exiled swordsman dominated the martial arts world, even overshadowing the martial saints and other super-class masters...
Later, the Martial Saint still had the last laugh thanks to the Martial Spiritual Rhinoceros Secret, becoming the leader of his generation in martial arts.
And what Wu Qiankun is practicing now is the Taotie Swallowing Heaven Technique.
If I see Qiao Shuangzhao again in the future... No, that's too small.
What are you still thinking about the Qiao family? Wu Qiankun should compare himself with the cultivators of the nine major immortal sects.
Thinking of this, Wu Qiankun opened his eyes and looked at Li Gongde:
"Anything else?"
Li Gongde was silent for a while, then took out the second Lingrou Pill and gave it to Wu Qiankun to take.
Wu Qiankun controlled his flesh and blood and swallowed the second Soul Flesh Pill, and his complexion looked good again.
"If Wu Qizhen were still alive, his Soul Flesh Pill would be much stronger than these Soul Flesh Pills, so why would he need to swallow two?" Wu Qiankun muttered in his heart:
"It's a pity that he sacrificed himself for justice and died in the Xuantian Sect Taoist Temple in Nanzhou."
The seventy-two sages each have their own unique skills or extraordinary talents.
Wu Qiankun's talent is that he has achieved the highest level in the way of refining the spirit, and his overall strength is the strongest, second only to the Martial Saint.
Wu Qizhen's talent lies in "A Hundred Changes of Flesh and Blood".
The Martial Saint's "Blood and Flesh Transformation" aims to adjust the flesh and blood of the human body and develop a martial arts form that is more efficient and more suitable for fighting.
Wu Qizhen's "The Changes of Flesh and Blood" focuses more on the changes and healing of flesh and blood. It can be said that it has evolved a unique martial art into a special healing technique.
In addition to Wu Qizhen's extraordinary physique, his own talent is also extraordinary, allowing him to stand out from the three thousand martial arts geniuses of the past.
Wu Qiankun took a few breaths and finally calmed down.
"Li Gongde, how is the battle situation of the ambush of the Dao Sect cultivators in Zhongzhou going?" Wu Qiankun asked.
"The cultivators of the Dao Sect have always been arrogant, so 90% of the ambush and killing plans have been successful." Li Gongde said:
"It's just that... more than half of our men were killed or wounded."
In recent days, there have been many warriors hunting down immortal cultivators, not just Wu Shengren and Wu Qiankun.
"Taotie Swallowing Heaven Skill" was derived from "Martial Spirit Holy Rhinoceros Secret Technique", and it is not difficult to practice it.
For the martial arts masters who cultivate their spirits and the super-class warriors in the Wu Ji Association, immortal cultivators have become the panacea that can help them break through, so they naturally rush to the front.
"It's normal that more than half of them were killed or injured. How can it be easy for a warrior to defeat an immortal?" Wu Qiankun said calmly:
“Although there are not many warriors who can practice the spirit, there are even fewer cultivators in the immortal sect.”
"It seems like there are a lot, but that's because immortal cultivators have long life spans. They are the elite of the human race accumulated over hundreds or even thousands of years in Jiuzhou, the best among humans."
"But if they die, it will be difficult to train a new cultivator. It will take a long time."
"One life for another, and we make a lot of money."
How can there be no death in war
Although today's war is not a large-scale fight involving thousands or tens of thousands of people on the battlefield of ordinary people, and the number of people on both sides is not large, it is indeed a war between martial arts elites and top immortal sects.
"But there is still a problem." Li Gongde looked worried:
"Some cultivators of the Dao Sect know how to search souls. They can kill people and search their souls without torture. They can force people to read some of their memories, which will expose the secrets within the Wu Ji Society."
Speaking of this issue, Wu Qiankun also felt it was a bit tricky.
These warriors who practice the Taotie Swallowing Heaven Art are a variable that has not occurred in thousands of years for the Immortal Sect, and they are unfamiliar enemies.
But isn’t it the same for them
During the forty years that the Martial Saint lay dormant, the only immortal cultivators who died at the hands of warriors were foundation-building cultivators.
Although the Wu Ji Society was also taking other actions in secret, they lacked understanding of the methods of the middle and high-level cultivators of the Immortal Sect, and lacked methods to deal with them.
For example, the soul-searching technique mentioned by Li Gongde.
As the most powerful martial arts force in Jiuzhou, Wu Ji Hui naturally has many means to control its subordinates and prevent rebellion and information leakage.
For example: life and death talismans, mother and child poison, poison skills, poison hidden in the back teeth, etc.
These methods are enough to deal with the martial arts forces. Even if the top leaders of Wu Jihui fall into the hands of the enemy, Wu Qiankun can ensure that they cannot leak the secrets.
But these methods are of little use in the face of the immortal's soul-searching technique.
No matter how determined a warrior is, he cannot stop a cultivator from killing people, searching their souls, and forcibly reading their memories.
"This is indeed a bit tricky. I'll tell Master Wu again." Wu Qiankun frowned.
Nearly half of the Wu Ji Association's casualties were reported, and some warriors involved in the hunting operations had died tragically and had their souls searched, which was a bit of a problem.
The advantage of warriors in the early stages of a war is mainly the information gap, which allows them to catch the enemy off guard.
If the Immortal Sect stopped being arrogant and regarded Wu Jihui as a real opponent, then there would be big problems.
For example, forty years ago, the immortal monks developed the magic "Erosion of Bone Fire" to specifically restrain warriors.
Even if a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage casts out a bone-corroding fire, a warrior in the Spirit Refining Stage cannot block it with his physical body, and can only dodge it through keen intuition.
Only a super-class martial artist like Wu Qiankun, whose internal strength has undergone a qualitative change, can directly use his super-class internal strength to kill the so-called bone-eroding fire.
"I'm afraid we don't have much time left." This thought flashed through Wu Qiankun's mind:
"I'm afraid the fight between Wujihui and Xianmen won't last many years."
...
Imperial capital, Haifu.
Hai Wuya was walking in the backyard of the mansion, leaning on a cane in one hand and holding a volume of "Sumeru Mountain King Sutra" in the other, reciting from time to time.
In front of him, there were hundreds of white-haired veterans. Some were meditating with their eyes closed, some were punching like the wind, and some were holding swords and practicing swordsmanship, slashing out arcs of light with their swords.
Hai Wuya's mansion now looks more like a training ground for a martial arts school rather than a residence of a high-ranking official.
The only thing that seems a bit weird is that the students in these "martial arts schools" are too old.
Almost everyone has gray hair at the temples, and their average age is over sixty. Hai Wuya himself is already in his seventies or eighties, a generation older than these old soldiers.
Although they are old, the eyes of these white-haired soldiers are bright and firm, unlike the cloudy eyes of ordinary old people, which reveal their old age.
Hai Wuya leaned on his cane, coughed lightly, and looked at these white-haired old soldiers, his heart full of emotion.
When he went to Anxi Town to pay tribute to the heroic souls of the 100,000 Western Expedition Army, he once said that if these old soldiers did not want to spend their remaining years in peace and still had the will to fight against foreigners, they could come to the imperial capital to find him.
Unexpectedly, the total number of old soldiers who came to join him was as high as two hundred... After walking out of the hundred miles of desert, these old soldiers were promoted to higher positions, and the court also gave them enough money and rewards to live out their lives.
Logically speaking, these veterans who have fought for forty years in the most brutal battlefield of the Baili Desert should be tired of fighting and it is time for them to retire.
These people are already very old, and at this age their energy and blood have already declined, so it is difficult for them to make progress in martial arts.
But the person standing in front of them happened to be Hai Wuya.
The founder of "Sumeru Mountain King Sutra" is a genius who can achieve breakthroughs in martial arts even while sitting in the sky prison at the age of nearly eighty.
Although his own martial arts level is not high, with Hai Wuya's knowledge, it is not an exaggeration to call him a martial arts master who founded a school.
"Since they left the Hundred Miles Desert, in just a few months, twenty veterans have entered the third level of Spirit Refining... Breaking through the realm was a natural process, without any obstacles."
"What they lack is not the will to practice martial arts, but they are in the vast desert with scarce resources, so the accumulation of Qi, blood and internal strength is insufficient."
“Once you are in the outside world, it’s time to make a breakthrough.”
Hai Wuya estimated that if these old soldiers had an adequate supply of meat, they would have entered the third level of spirit refining long ago.
And there are more than just twenty people.
In Hai Wuya's eyes, these three hundred old soldiers are all seeds for spiritual cultivation.
It's just that the remaining two hundred people need more time to slowly train their Qi and blood and internal strength...
"Qi and blood are the foundation of a warrior."
"When the Qi and blood are strong, the internal strength will be generated naturally. When you practice the fourth level of strength, the internal strength will fill the Dantian and the Qi and blood will be full, then you can succeed in cultivating the spirit."
"Accumulated water forms an abyss, accumulated soil forms a mountain, and step by step, the accumulation of Qi and blood transforms the human body from sand and stone into Mount Xumi. This is the "Sumi Mountain King Sutra"..."
Hai Wuya was speaking halfway when he heard footsteps behind him.
Looking back, I saw Hai Siyuan and the old man from the armory, Li Changshi, leading dozens of veteran soldiers towards me.
During this period, they were delayed for some time in order to accommodate the women and children who left the isolated city of Daqin Prefecture, and only arrived in the imperial capital today.
Li Changshi, as the younger brother of the former general Li Changge, is of the same generation as Hai Wuya, and they exchange greetings when they meet now.
"Father." Hai Siyuan interrupted their greetings, his face serious, and took out a book from his arms.
"This is something that Senior Qiao Miaoqiao entrusted to me when I was in Daqin City. He said he would give it to you, my father." At this point, Hai Siyuan also looked a little sad:
"Although Qiao Miao and Lao Qiao killed all the immortals of the Dao Sect, they have already died in the city of Daqin Prefecture."
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