After he has finished training and upgraded his skills, and returned to full health, he will face Taizu of Dayan again.
At that time, how to deal with Emperor Yan, and how to assist Hai Wuya and his son and more than 200 veterans to leave, are all things that Qiao Mu needs to think about carefully.
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Three hundred years is an extremely long time.
Qiao Mu practiced martial arts every day, sometimes practicing new moves, sometimes reading secret manuals. When he got tired of practicing, he would imagine the Yan Shen Ji in his mind and replay the battle with the Yan Shen Ji.
Day after day, year after year.
He quickly entered a flow state, immersed in the practice in his dreams.
Qiao Mu read the "Military Secrets" in the Lonely City Armory over and over again, and it took him forty years to learn it from the basics to mastering it.
The main reason for practicing this "Military Spiritual Secret" was that I saw with my own eyes the combined attack methods of the old soldiers, and I felt that it could be considered a new direction in martial arts.
It's a pity that Li Changge has died, and he can't continue to deduce this unique martial art to a higher level. From Qiao Mu's current high-level perspective, the "Military Martial Arts Classic" and "Military Spiritual Intuition" are indeed unique.
But it's just an original idea, and it's not quite good enough.
It has not yet reached the level of Hai Wuya's "Sumeru Mountain King Sutra", which can be regarded as the prototype of a groundbreaking martial arts technique.
But it doesn’t matter, Qiumu will take action.
Li Changge is dead, but he can continue Li Changge's unfinished career.
Although Qiao Mu is not a martial arts genius, as a martial arts master with extensive knowledge of martial arts, he has accumulated three hundred years of experience and has plenty of time. It is not impossible for him to continue to deduce the "Military Spiritual Secret".
Of course, this is not Qiao Mu's main focus... Deducing martial arts techniques is just a little dessert for him to relax and entertain himself after practicing martial arts.
Qiao Mu's main focus is still on practicing martial arts such as the super-lightness skills, the Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon, and the Humane Sutra.
Without this light skill, it would be quite troublesome to become an enemy of immortal cultivators.
After the fish leaping stage of the Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon, it is the final ascension stage, which is divided into eight steps in total. They are the eight steps of ascension to heaven when a warrior leaps from a fish to a dragon.
Super-level lightness skills are naturally extremely difficult to master. Even if an ordinary martial artist gets the secret manual, he or she may not be able to achieve any level of skill in his or her entire life.
But Qiao Mu has plenty of time.
Three hundred years is enough time to practice all kinds of martial arts to a more advanced level.
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508 years old.
Qiao Mu's "The Sutra of Humanity" came to fruition naturally, and he broke through the eighth level in his dream. His energy and blood increased again, from 65% to 85%.
600 years old.
The super-level lightness skill Tianlong Eight Steps has reached the stage of ascending to heaven, the third step of ascending to heaven.
The Wudang "Pure Yang Wuji Gong" learned from Jian Zexian has reached the ninth level of perfection.
650 years old.
After constantly fighting with the Yan Taizu in his mind, the ripple wave force of the Changsheng Fist went one step further and reached the level of five fold waves.
Triple waves are the level of the contemporary Qiao family patriarch, and quadruple waves can only be achieved by the centenarian Qiao family master.
The 650-year-old tree has reached the pinnacle of ripples and waves, and no one can match it.
When he was 675 years old, it was already the last year of the three hundred years of dream.
“It’s time to wake up.”
In the Golden Palace in the dream, a lonely voice echoed.
Such a huge and magnificent palace was actually empty and deserted. A white-haired man, who looked to be about thirty years old, sat alone on the dragon throne, looking through the hole on the top of the Golden Throne Hall at the vast starry sky above his head.
"Another three hundred years have passed?"
Qiao Mu closed his eyes in his dream, his mind sank into the Lock of Immortality, and a stream of information emerged.
This death rating: S (Assassination of the Emperor, the end of Yonghe)
Lifespan lost upon death: 300 (30*10) years
Remaining resurrections this week: 1/5
Current age: 675
Qi and blood: 90%
Skill:
Kung Fu --- Humanity Sutra (half, eighth level) Pure Yang Wuji Kung (ninth level limit) Military Martial Arts (great achievement)
Fists and Kicks --- Broken Void Finger (Perfect) Ripple Wave Force (Five Waves)
Weapons--- Shadow Sword Technique (Perfect) Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique (Slash Me, Perfect) Military Martial Arts Weapons Chapter (Great)
Light Body Movements-- Shadow Step (perfect) Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon (ascending to the sky, three steps)
Hard Kung Fu --- Iron Crotch Kung Fu (perfected) Golden Bell Cover Iron Cloth Shirt (perfected) Iron Head Kung Fu (perfected) Iron Sand Palm (perfected) Dragon Tiger Vajra Kung Fu (great achievement)
Forbidden Explosive Techniques --- Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique (perfected), Red Moon Blood Burning Technique (perfected), Blood Burst Technique (perfected), Blood Sword Technique (perfected)
Qimen---Eye Sword Technique (Perfect) Blood and Flesh Thousand Changes (Great) Martial Spiritual Rhinoceros Technique (Mastery) Military Spiritual Rhinoceros Technique (Mastery)
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In the Golden Throne Hall of the Imperial Palace.
The current emperor's body lay in a pool of blood.
The bravest soldiers of Da Yan in the past, today held swords in their hands and killed the king with their own hands.
A hundred meters away, the founding emperor of Dayan held the Human King Sword in his hand and watched quietly, standing idly by.
This is an extremely bizarre scene. Even the storytellers in Tingchao Tower could not make up such a bizarre story.
“Hai Wuya... I was wrong about you.” Yan Taizu held the Human King Sword and walked towards the old soldiers who were standing with knives.
"In the past few decades, there have only been two people whom I have misjudged: Jian Zexian and you."
"A copy of the 'Sumeru Mountain King Sutra' moved the immortal sect and triggered today's great changes."
"Just a few questions, and you've penetrated the defenses of my foolish descendants..."
"If you could live longer, you would definitely not be a fish in the pond. What a pity."
Out of guilt for the white-haired soldiers of Dayan, Yan Shenji did not force his way into the situation, but gave the choice to old soldiers like Hai Siyuan, and finally watched Emperor Yonghe die.
But he was the founding emperor of Dayan after all. How could he allow a regicide to walk out of this throne alive
"Every choice has a price. The price of regicide is naturally your life." Yan Shenji lowered his eyelids.
Hai Siyuan and others' expressions did not change.
Now that it has come to this, how can they still be afraid of death
"The emperor is dead. This is the end of forty years of defending the lonely city in the desert." Hai Siyuan looked calm.
The old soldiers had always been thinking about Dayan, but after leaving the desert, they realized... It turned out that they were the last three hundred officers and soldiers of the Dayan court who dared to fight against the Immortal Sect.
The gap in my heart cannot be explained to outsiders.
Now they can say that most of the burden in their hearts has been relieved... At this moment, Hai Siyuan looked at his father Hai Wuya, both of them had calm and composed expressions, as if they were cast from the same mold.
At this moment, he suddenly understood Hai Wuya's state of mind.
I know I have reached the end of my rope and am about to die, but my long-cherished wish has come true... If I really have to say there is something I regret:
After all, dying in this golden palace is not as good as dying on the battlefield against aliens.
The Xianmen Dadao Sect was the culprit behind the tragic deaths of 100,000 of their soldiers, but Hai Siyuan thought that he would not be able to fulfill this long-cherished wish in his lifetime.
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PS: My brain is a bit stuck. I know what to write but I just sit there in a daze... I'll try harder tomorrow.
Chapter 276 The Man in the Mirror (7k
"Is your only regret before you die, that you didn't die on the battlefield against the aliens?"
Yan Shenji's eyes narrowed slightly.
The flaw in his mind was that he chose to keep a low profile forty years ago, which made him completely different from his younger self.
He also felt somewhat guilty towards these veterans.
"Even at this critical moment, you still have the determination to fight against the aliens." Yan Shenji exclaimed:
"He is a true hero who is ready to die."
He held the Human King Sword in his hand, looked at these scarred old soldiers, and approached them step by step:
"Da Yan is lucky to have soldiers like you."
Hai Siyuan's eyes were calm.
If it were a few decades ago, he would have been deeply awed and moved to tears of gratitude when the 300-year-old martial arts legend Yan Taizu personally praised him.
But at this moment, his state of mind was like Hai Wuya, calm and composed, and he replied:
"We are no longer soldiers of Dayan."
Yan Shenji nodded, with undisguised admiration in his eyes.
Unfortunately... Hai Wuya and his sons and these veterans were all born in the wrong era.
If they had met the young Yan Taizu, perhaps they would have become comrades-in-arms fighting side by side to overthrow the old dynasty.
But now the two sides are different, and the other side has committed the crime of regicide.
Appreciation is appreciation, and stance is stance.
Only young people would confuse the two, but the three-hundred-year-old Yan Taizu would not.
Emperor Taizu Yan's position is always on the side of the Great Yan Dynasty.
After living in the mortal world for three hundred years, the old friends, beauties, and descendants of Emperor Yan Taizu's time have all turned into dry bones. The only things left in the world are his blood relatives separated by many generations, and the Great Yan Dynasty he left behind.
The Great Yan Dynasty he founded and the existence of the royal descendants were the obsession of Emperor Yan Taizu throughout his life.
If one day the royal family is gone, and the Great Yan Dynasty is gone, he will just be an immortal lonely ghost in this world.
"Imperial Guards, Flying Fish Guards, all of you retreat." Yan Shenji waved his hand and ordered the army that had filled the entire Golden Throne Hall and surrounded more than two hundred veterans to retreat and clear a space.
Holding the Human King Sword in his hand, he walked out of the crowd alone and strolled forward. His footsteps echoed in the Golden Throne Hall.
"People like you should not die at the hands of a chaotic army. Let me give you a death." Yan Taizu whispered:
"Once you die today, this matter will end here, and the disaster will not affect your family."
According to the law, the crime of regicide should be punished by the execution of nine generations of the clan. This was the attitude of Emperor Yan Taizu.
Of course, these old soldiers who have taken refuge with Hai Wuya are basically homeless and alone. They themselves may not even be able to find where their nine clans are.
"The old emperor is quite magnanimous and a good opponent."
Hai Siyuan smiled, drew his sword first and led the crowd out.
"Old brothers, this is the final battle, follow me!"
Two hundred veteran soldiers headed in the direction of Emperor Yan Taizu and began charging onto the Golden Throne Hall.
At the last moment of their lives, they were unwilling to be killed. Even if they could not die on the battlefield of aliens, they would rather die in battle.
Of course, Emperor Yan Taizu was indeed an extremely powerful warrior.
Qiao Shuangzhao, a member of the Qiao family who had fought against the immortals in Daqin City, was killed by him personally, and his body was still standing there.
At his command, all the Jindan cultivators of the Da Dao Sect fell to the ground from the sky, and their bodies lay prostrate at his feet.
His existence itself is a well-deserved martial arts legend. He is a 300-year-old immortal who broke the world's perception of martial artists.
Being able to die at the hands of such a strong man is not such a bad ending.
"Your fighting spirit is good, but too weak." Yan Shenji raised his hand and knocked Hai Siyuan down with his sword, his eyes as calm as a mirror:
"Your Majesty, those with strong soldiers and horses should do it. Just having fighting spirit is far from enough."
"Besides me, the only immortal in the world, Qiao Shuangzhao, has been killed by me personally. Who else in the world is worthy of being my enemy?"