Hai Wuya didn't remember knowing any Qiao Miao. Although he guessed that this should be another elder of the Qiao family, the two sides had no direct friendship. From what Hai Siyuan said, it was clearly a request for the care of an orphan
What important thing is that Qiao Miao, the unfamiliar elder of the Qiao family, wants to give to him
Hai Wuya took the book from Hai Siyuan in confusion and glanced at the three big words on the cover.
The Book of Humanity
Hai Wuya was suddenly shocked, and the walking stick in his hand fell to the ground with a snap. He did not bother to pick it up, but quickly turned the page and browsed quickly.
It took half a day to look at it.
"It is still possible? How can it be so?"
Hai Wuya sometimes frowned, sometimes laughed heartily, and his facial expression changed constantly, the only thing that remained unchanged was his hand tightly holding the book.
“Old Qiao said that this ‘The Book of Humanity’ was just deduced by an ancestor of the Qiao family who was a genius,” Hai Siyuan explained.
"Deduction?" Hai Wuya guessed something as soon as he heard it, and suddenly felt incredible:
"Is this deduced from the Xumi Mountain King Sutra? Before leaving the imperial capital for the Great Qin Prefecture City, Elder Qiao discussed with me whether the Xumi Mountain King Sutra and the Longevity Fist Sutra could be practiced simultaneously. How many days have passed? What kind of genius is this Qiao family ancestor?"
His eyes were somewhat dazed and lifeless, and he was obviously extremely frightened. This was beyond his ability to understand.
PS: There was a small omission in the previous chapter.
In fact, the original intention was to write that Wu Qiankun suffered a loss, ran away after one attack, and then pretended to be stubborn.
Wu Qiankun's psychological activities at the end of the previous chapter, such as "victory and defeat are temporary" and "the exiled sword immortal is temporarily more dazzling than the martial arts sage, but the martial arts sage has the last laugh", all mean the same thing.
But I was in a hurry to go to bed yesterday, and I wanted to adjust my schedule, so I posted it early. I forgot to write the description of Wu Qiankun's injury, so this "hard talk" looks like "confident". This is because I didn't write it clearly and caused misunderstandings, so I slightly modified the previous chapter and refreshed it.
Chapter 264: The Founder of the Xumi Mountain King Sutra
The night was as dark as water, but a single lamp was still on in the Hai Mansion.
Under the light, Hai Wuya was holding the "Humanity Sutra" in his hand and kept flipping through it, his thoughts unable to help but become agitated.
The Humane Sutra can be said to be his lifelong dream for the rest of his life.
He had been studying in Tianlao for thirty years, and what he had always dreamed of was this "Humanity Classic". But now he got this martial arts technique that only existed in his dreams from the Qiao family.
It was already late at night, and he was still flipping through the Humanistic Scriptures in his hands, too excited to sleep.
What shocked him even more than the Humanity Sutra was the fact that this martial arts technique came into being so quickly.
The last time the Qiao family rushed to the Qin Prefecture City, the coexistence of the Changsheng Fist Sutra and the Xumi Mountain King Sutra was just an idea in the Qiao family's minds.
How many days has it been since then
"What kind of person is the ancestor of the Qiao family? Even though this half of the "Book of Humanity" is not complete, he was able to give it to me. What kind of broad mind is this?" Hai Wuya was shocked.
You should know that his "Sumeru King Sutra" was not perfect to begin with. What he was thinking about was to spread this "Sumeru King Sutra" first, and then have it perfected by generations of practitioners. Perhaps after hundreds of years, he would be able to achieve the "Humanity Sutra" that he imagined.
It turns out that this thing is not calculated in years, but in days...
He never thought that he would see the emergence of "The Book of Humanity" in his lifetime.
Hai Wuya was more frightened than shocked.
Hai Wuya is not an ordinary person either, he is undoubtedly a rare talent among men.
But at this time, Hai Wuya deeply felt the gap between people.
It stands to reason that Hai Wuya, as a chancellor of a dynasty and a martial arts master who created the Xumi Mountain King Sutra, is also known as one of the seventy-two sages in the Wu Ji Association... This means that in some aspects, he is stronger than the Martial Saint.
But the Qiao family's half of "The Book of Humanity" confused him.
The gap between people is sometimes even greater than the gap between people and dogs.
Wang Bo, one of the Four Great Talents of the Early Tang Dynasty, wrote the famous "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng" when he was in his twenties. However, the vast majority of literati from ancient times to the present have studied hard throughout their lives but have not been able to write such a masterpiece that would be recorded in history.
Let alone writing a masterpiece in his twenties, an ordinary scholar wouldn't be able to write one even if he lived to be over 200 years old...
This is the difference in talent and ability.
And now Hai Wuya felt that... as the founder of the "Sumeru Mountain King Sutra", even if he lived for hundreds of years, he would not be able to write the half of the "Humanity Sutra" in his hand.
After a long while, he pressed the book in his hand, a sickly flush appeared on his wrinkled old face, and he sighed:
"If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening."
"Father, please don't say such things." Hai Siyuan, who had been silently accompanying his old father who was studying late at night, said:
"You should live to be a hundred years old. Only if you live longer can you see with your own eyes the practitioners of these humanistic scriptures grow stronger step by step."
"With my father's profound knowledge, if he practices the Humane Sutra, he will naturally become stronger as he grows older."
Hai Siyuan was actually quite worried.
During these forty years, he, as a son, was trapped in the vast desert, while Hai Wuya was trapped in the imperial capital's prison.
The Heavenly Prison is not a good place. Ordinary people would be worn out if they went there, but Hai Wuya stayed there for a full thirty years.
Although his martial arts level recovered a little in his later years, he had already developed some problems.
He sent the "Humanity Sutra" back with the intention of letting Hai Wuya practice more and live a few more years.
"You're right." Hai Wuya nodded happily.
"This book of humanity may give people like me and Li Changshi, who are no longer able to fight on the battlefield, a chance to revive."
The old soldier of Hai Siyuan's generation is in his early sixties. His qi and blood have been declining. Relying on the "Sumeru Mountain King Sutra", he can keep his qi and blood from declining and even increase it against the trend.
How much it would increase would depend on their respective martial arts qualifications.
The progress of practicing "Sumeru Mountain King Sutra" is different for geniuses and ordinary people.
But even an ordinary warrior can break through naturally by enduring time. Unlike other martial arts, people with insufficient aptitude and understanding will be stuck at a certain bottleneck for their entire lives and will not be able to make any progress.
The "Humanity Sutra" combines the strengths of both exercises, locking in the vital energy and blood, while also increasing the vital energy and blood. Naturally, the effect is stronger than the "Sumeru Mountain King Sutra".
"That's right, it's not time to be happy yet." Hai Wuya coughed lightly a few times, and the blush on his face gradually subsided. He agreed with it deeply.
“I have not seen the Scripture of Humanity shine, and I have not seen a new generation of martial artists who have successfully practiced the Scripture of Humanity.”
Today, Hai Wuya only saw the theories in the scriptures of "The Book of Humanity".
Theory and practice are not exactly the same thing. Whether this "Humanity Sutra" can be truly practiced and produce strong people who are like old trees that have come back to life in spring remains to be seen.
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The imperial capital, the Taoist temple of the Da Dao Sect.
Elder Qingyi withdrew his hand from the head of a first-rank martial artist from the Wu Ji Association, and the light of the soul-searching spell faded.
The function of soul-searching is to directly and forcibly read part of another person's memory.
Once used, at best you will become an idiot, at worst you will lose your soul on the spot.
The more memories you read, the greater the possibility of your soul flying away.
At this moment, the martial artist from the Wuji Association was completely frightened to death in the hands of Elder Qingyi, and lost his voice.
But he also got some of the information he wanted.
"A few months ago, Hai Wuya, the Minister of Rites of Da Yan, secretly contacted the Wu Ji Association and presented the "Sumeru Mountain King Sutra", asking the Wu Ji Association to spread it as quickly as possible."
"He is the founder of the 'Sumeru Mountain King Sutra' and is also related to the Wuji Society."
"Hai Wuya obviously knows the extraordinary nature of this technique, so he is deliberately spreading it... He seems to be in a hurry?"
Elder Qingyi pondered silently.
The importance of the "Sumeru Mountain King Sutra" was passed down from the clear and turbid side.
At this point, things are basically clear.
The only problem is that Hai Wuya is not an ordinary person. He is an important official of the Great Yan Dynasty, a second-rank official, and the Minister of Rites.
This is not an ordinary person who can be captured casually. Once the immortal sect takes action, it will inevitably cause an uproar in the secular world.
Of course... the identity of a so-called Minister of Rites is not enough to make the Dao Sect and the Immortal Sect be cautious.
"Of course we have to arrest him, but we also have to inform the Emperor of Dayan."
"This person is the Minister of Rites and has connections with the Wuji Society. He has a high status and is just the right person to establish his authority and re-establish the dignity of the Immortal Sect."
“Otherwise, it would be too absurd for any ordinary warrior to dare to shout slogans like 'conquer the immortals with martial arts'.” When Qing Yi thought of this, his eyes turned cold.
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PS: Book recommendation.
Title: I, the Gun Devil, Enter the Chat Group
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Summary: Traveling through the world of Chainsaw Man, he becomes a gun demon. He has been dormant in the darkness for hundreds of years, and his only goal is to become the strongest.
There was only one thing He wanted to do.
Provide what is needed for those who ask for it, give them the opportunity to defeat powerful enemies through transactions, and let all people's fear of guns penetrate deep into their bones.
With His support.
Natsuki Subaru gripped the gun tightly, his face filled with a sunny and healthy smile, and shot Erza with one shot.
In the ultimate showdown between the Flame Pillar and Akaza, the hesitant woodcutter gritted his teeth, raised the Desert Eagle that was shining with silver light, and injected the breathing method into it.
Traveler Ying raised the cannon barrel, and as the young master stared in astonishment, a Stinger missile blew up the Northland Bank.
Pochi-chan, who was shouting out her innocence, was arrested by the police with her head in her hands, holding a toy water gun that she had urgently exchanged from the chat group.
The power of faith from all planes and everyone's fear of guns continuously strengthen the monster called Gun Demon.
Chapter 265: Two Hundred Years of Longevity in the Deep Palace
Dayan Palace.
Emperor Yonghe once again came to Qianyuan Palace where Yan Shenji lived.
Yan Shenji, as usual, was practicing the Changsheng Fist in the small garden in front of the palace. His moves were as smooth as flowing water, repeating over and over again.
Different from the health-preserving exercises of other court nobles, this old man's boxing is no longer confined to routine movements. It has an inexplicable rhythm, and one may even feel a sense of enjoyment if one watches it for a long time.
This time, Emperor Yonghe asked his personal bodyguard Chu Xing to bring the new issue of the Wulin Ranking List to Tingchao Tower. One reason was to fulfill his previous promise, and the other was that he was afraid that the ancestor Yan Shenji would really sneak out of the palace one day.
"The top of the power list are all half-demons? Can these half-demons be on the list of warriors of our human race?" Yan Shenji shook his head secretly while punching, obviously not approving:
"What the hell is Tingchaolou doing? This so-called power list is not as good as the previous hero list."
When Emperor Yonghe heard this, he began to wonder:
"If we exclude half-demons, then the first on the power list would be Wu Jingang of the Wu Ji Association, and the second would be Qiao Shuangzhao of the Qiao family."
"Wait... If we count based on the pure-blooded human race, then Qiao Shuangzhao, the warrior of the Qiao family, is now the second on the two strength lists? He may also be a centenarian of the Qiao family..."
Suspected to be a centenarian elder of the clan, who is proficient in the Changsheng Fist and ranked second in both strength and power
These words made Yan Shenji next to him look sideways, and he silently remembered the name Qiao Shuangzhao in his heart.
He had been thinking about the Qiao family and wanted to see their ranking, but he didn't expect that the Qiao family would be ranked second on both the Li-Jin and Li-Qin lists, which was obviously beyond his expectations.
“Perhaps, this person’s Changsheng Fist attainment is not low. Although it cannot be compared with mine, he can still break through to the super level with it. I think he is similar to the master of Heyang Qiao family who entered the palace a hundred years ago.”
"To defeat the immortals with martial arts... Haha, this title is really great, he is indeed one of the top talents in the world."
Yan Shenji casually flipped through the Tingchao Tower Martial Arts List in his hand, with a look of reminiscence in his eyes.
Those listed on the martial arts list are all contemporary martial arts leaders and contemporary Kyushu heroes, and this also reminded Yan Shenji of his youth.
"Back then, I was ranked third on the Tingchao Tower's Power List, and my name was also on the Hero List..."
Yan Shenji talked about his past when he was young.
When Yan Shenji first left the palace when he was young, he planned to follow Taizu's example and make a name for himself in the martial arts world. So when he was young, he traveled the martial arts world under a pseudonym, and no one knew his royal identity.
As a result, he was tricked by the then powerful Demonic Skyfire Sect and fell off a cliff, seriously injured and dying.
Then came the classic plot. He ate rare treasures under the cliff and realized that he had a medicinal spirit body. He made a comeback a few years later and overthrew the entire Tianhuo Sect. From then on, he became famous in the world under the name of Yan Shen Ji.
Emperor Yonghe was already tired of this kind of classic plot. In his opinion, it was not as fresh as the one written by the storyteller from Tingchao Tower.