"Jojojojo..I want one too."
Wuchang quickly jumped to the top of Qiaomu's head, raised his cat paw like the immortal Maoli who just passed by, and muttered in Qiaomu's ear:
"The holy fire is bright, the holy light is shining, all my disciples, meow meow meow..."
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PS: I feel numb. I ate the wrong food and played Splatoon for two days. I went to the bathroom three times to write one chapter.
Let me recommend another book to my fellow reader.
Chapter 284: No. 1 on the Power List (5k
Qiao Mu pulled the demon cat that had climbed onto his head down.
"You stupid cat, you're quite quick at learning to speak like a human." Qiao Mu was a little surprised.
After all, this demon cat Wuchang is not an ordinary person, but a big demon that can transform.
It just looks silly, which doesn't mean it's really stupid. It can learn to speak like normal people quite quickly.
“But this Great Immortal Mao Li…” Qiao Mu watched the Great Immortal Mao Li on the shrine go away, then he saw the people on both sides of the street stand up again and continue their work.
The pomp and circumstance of the Great Immortal Maoli’s outing is probably comparable to that of the emperor’s tour in Linhe City, right
"This Southwest State is really a little different from other regions."
Qiao Mu didn't look any further. He walked through the crowd and went straight to the restaurant across the street.
The teahouses and restaurants within these cities, big and small, have always been places where good and bad people mix, and are also places where many wanderers love to go.
Although this restaurant is not owned by Tingchaolou, it is a well-known restaurant in the local area. Its signature wine is the priceless Monkey Wine, which was brewed by the magical monkeys in the Shiwan Mountains.
As to whether it is true or not, no one really cares. Anyway, the monkey wine in this tavern is indeed mellow and refreshing, and is famous for it.
Drinking, chatting, sipping tea, chatting and listening to storytelling, whether they are wanderers or traveling merchants, they all love to come to this kind of place.
The storytellers of Tingchao Tower naturally often come to such places where good and bad people gather.
Just as Qiao Mu stepped over the threshold of the restaurant and before he could hear the smiling waiter's greeting, he heard the sound of a gavel being banged.
Following the sound, I saw a storyteller in moon-white gown inside the Tang Dynasty restaurant, telling a story in a vivid voice.
Qiao Mu found this storyteller quite familiar. There was a shallow horizontal line on his forehead, which was not a wrinkle, but a tightly closed eye.
It turned out to be the storyteller, Clairvoyance, who had entered the Hundred Miles Desert with him.
"It's the clairvoyance again." Qiao Mu immediately became interested.
The dream passed quickly. Qiumu hadn't heard anyone bragging about himself for hundreds of years, and now he was extremely hungry and thirsty.
He didn't even bother to ask the storyteller in Tingchao Tower for news. He found an octagonal table in the corner of the lobby and sat down. He ordered two plates of peanuts and a jar of sake, ready to listen to his own glorious story.
"The Iron-armed Divine Ape was born with great strength and was five or six meters tall, like a high wall. Its pair of iron arms were stronger than iron, but it also had a violent temper. It could split mountains and hit water. It once smashed down the wall of Black Mountain City with its fists."
"Along the way, city walls collapsed, houses fell apart, and three long streets and two sections of city walls were destroyed, all because Black Mountain City blocked his way."
"But coincidentally, the Feather King was in Black Mountain City that day."
"When the two sides meet, there will be a terrifying fight that will break the city walls."
"The Feather King is actually a person with great strength and talent. He was not at a disadvantage in a hand-to-hand fight with the Iron-armed Divine Ape... The people of Black Mountain City were stunned and wondered if the Feather King was also a transformed demon."
"... The battle lasted until sunset, when King Yu pierced the throat of the Iron-armed Divine Ape with his iron spear, and nailed its corpse to the wall of Black Mountain City."
"At that time, the setting sun was blood-red, crows were flying everywhere, the feather king's robe was stained red with the blood of beasts, and the corpses of the iron-armed divine apes on the collapsed city walls were like a small mountain.
King Yu ignored the people's thanks and only said to himself:
The evil beasts who destroyed my city-state and killed my people must be put to death.
Then, he left alone with a gun in hand, his figure disappearing into the forest..."
Qiao Mu was still chewing peanuts, but suddenly he felt that the peanuts in his hand were no longer fragrant...
It turns out that this clairvoyance doesn't entirely tell the deeds of the Qiao family. It seems that he has been too low-key after assassinating the emperor
Or is it that this mountain town is too remote and no one has heard of the name of his Qiao family
He felt bored here, but the drinkers around him were fascinated by what he was saying:
"Good! Someone should have stepped forward a long time ago."
"Our Shiwan Mountains have always been a place where monsters and beasts roam rampant. Mortals can only rely on strong cities and soldiers to protect themselves. Otherwise, they have to rely on the protection of the immortal leader of the Yunxiao Sect and the spirit beasts around him."
"Those mountain dwellers who couldn't pay the taxes and hid in the mountains were left to fend for themselves and became food for the monsters."
"Although King Yu has risen up to rebel against the imperial court, he has also saved a lot of mountain people over the past few days, right? I heard that King Yu's rebel army has grown very quickly. It seems that he has really won the hearts of the people. Many people have defected to him, right?"
"But who exactly is that Feather King? He wears a mask all day long, but he has infinite power and can fight against monsters?"
"Perhaps the Feather King is also an incomplete demon, with a furry face underneath the mask? That's why he doesn't dare to take it off?"
"You guys are really spreading more and more outrageous. I heard that the Feather King inherited the "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Spear" from the former leader of the Spear Way, the Spear Saint. That's why he is so powerful."
"The Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Spear?" Many of the drinkers cast their eyes in that direction.
Among these drinkers whose gazes changed, many had bulging temples, and they were obviously masters of internal martial arts.
Among them, several had restrained eyes, and they were obviously upper third-grade warriors who had achieved great success in spiritual cultivation.
Obviously they had the same idea as Qiao Mu and came to the tavern to inquire about the news.
There are two major events that have been sweeping the Southwest state these days.
The first is that King Yu rose up in rebellion against the Great Yan court and won victory after victory.
The second is the inheritance of the Gun Saint that the martial artists talked about with great relish.
Now that someone has linked these two things together, it really makes them quite interested.
"No wonder the King of Feathers is so brave. It turns out that the King of Feathers had secretly inherited the Spear Saint's legacy a long time ago. I just don't know where the King of Feathers got it from?" someone asked.
"I heard that the Spear Saint still has a descendant who is still alive. Seeing the chaos in Kyushu, the descendant of the Spear Saint has ordinary talent and cannot master the Spear Saint's martial arts. He cannot bear to see the martial arts being lost in the dust, so he hopes to select the contemporary heroes of Kyushu to teach them martial arts and do his part to quell the chaos."
"This descendant of the Spear Saint is quite open-minded. He is willing to reveal even his family's martial arts skills."
"It is quite reminiscent of the old Spear Saint. If the Spear Saint were still alive, seeing the current state of decay in Jiuzhou, he would probably take action as well."
Among the martial arts leaders in the past fifty years, there are a total of three people.
Fifty years ago he was the Spear Saint, forty years ago he was the Sword Saint, and thirty years ago till now he is the Martial Saint who has swept the world and is invincible in the world.
But although Jian Zexian's swordsmanship is amazing, he himself has an eccentric personality.
Not to mention the reputation of the Martial Saint, which is much worse than that of the Exiled Sword Immortal. All the people in the martial arts world have more or less had grudges against the Wu Ji Society.
Only the former Gun Master had a good reputation, a bright future, and the demeanor of a great man.
Forty years ago, in the alien war, one hundred thousand soldiers of the Great Yan General were defeated.
At first, people in the martial arts world expected the world's number one swordsman to take up the banner of martial arts, but that man didn't care at all and went off to enjoy himself.
So later on, they hoped that the Spear Saint would take action... But the Spear Saint did not seem to take action either. From then on, the reputation of the Hero List of Tingchao Tower was completely lost. People at that time jokingly said that there were no heroes in the martial arts world, and the Hero List was naturally a piece of waste paper.
It was not until a year or two ago that the Martial Saint appeared in Nanzhou, and the world knew that... the strongest martial artists, led by the Spear Saint, had died at the hands of the Martial Saint thirty years ago, making him the only Martial Saint.
Since then, the Gun Master's reputation in the Southwestern State has recovered.
Even the King of Feathers, who has a vague relationship with the Spear Saint, is quite popular among the people.
But naturally, there are also people who sneer at King Yu.
"It's just rumors. I think the Feather King is a giant demon with fur and horns. What do you mean by the Spear Saint martial arts? I heard that the Feather King knows all kinds of weapons. Don't flatter the Spear Saint."
"Prince Yu is a traitor who is raising a big flag. You dare to discuss Prince Yu in this city. Aren't you afraid that the soldiers will arrest you?"
"Officers and soldiers? I'm afraid they are more panicked than us right now. Maybe King Yu will attack us in a few days."
Listening to these rumors, whether true or not, Qiao Mu remained calm and unmoved, just drinking by himself.
The reputation of this feather king does sound quite beautiful.
But this doesn't mean anything, it just means that King Yu is also a person who cherishes his reputation.
The former King Qin of Zhongzhou was also a heroic figure who fought against man-made disasters as a warrior and was quite popular among the people.
It was not until he stood in front of Qiao Mu that Qiao Mu knew the true nature of the King of Qin.
Who knows if this Yu Wang is another warrior with a beautiful appearance? No... Maybe Yu Wang's essence is the same as that of the King of Qin in Zhongzhou. He is not a pure warrior, but a creation of the immortal way.
Before meeting Master Yuwang, Qiao Mu naturally had some doubts about the leader of the rebel army who was revolting under a high-sounding banner.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came to my ear.
"Why is Senior Qiao here?"
Looking back, the storyteller Qianliyan had already walked down from the stage. He was looking at Qiao Mu in surprise, with the horizontal eye between his eyebrows already opened.
"Can you recognize me?" Qiao Mu asked in confusion.
When he was out and about, he naturally used his flesh and blood to change his appearance, so that he was not quite the same as the "Qiao Jin" in the Golden Throne Hall.
Qianliyan didn't look at him, but his eyes fell on the demon cat Wuchang on the table.
While Qiao Mu was listening to the book, the demon cat was also imitating Qiao Mu in chewing peanuts. Now it had almost finished the two plates of peanuts, and its belly was getting bigger and bigger.
This demon cat is called Wuchang, and its appearance is no different from that of an ordinary wild cat.
It's just that after following Qiao Mu, his belly became a lot rounder and his fur became a lot smoother, almost as shiny as a gem.
"This civet cat is always with the Qiao family. I have seen it before, so I won't make a mistake." Qianliyan smiled slightly.
It turns out that he didn’t recognize me, but this fat cat
"You came at the right time. I just happened to have something to ask Tingchaolou." Qiao Mu said.
"Since Senior Qiao has something to ask, I will naturally not refuse. This is not the place to talk. Please go upstairs and discuss in detail." Clairvoyant said sincerely.
It has to be said that Qiao Mu has now made a great name for himself in the world.
Not to mention the civilians in desolate areas like Southwestern State.
The Qiao family's reputation is well-known to storytellers in Tingchao Tower and other wanderers throughout Jiuzhou.
In time, the names of the Qiao family will shine on the Tingchao Tower martial arts list and become martial arts legends admired by generations of martial artists.
A man's reputation is like the shadow of a tree.
With Qiao Mu's qualifications and reputation, if he wanted to find out something, he wouldn't have to fly around like a headless fly.
Now, he just showed up in the restaurant, and hadn't even announced his identity, but he immediately alarmed the storyteller in Tingchao Tower, who treated him as a guest of honor and took him to the upstairs box for a detailed conversation.
Qiao Mu easily picked up the demon cat Wuchang by the scruff of the neck and followed Qianliyan up the stairs.
As for the hall full of martial artists with impressive martial arts skills, he really doesn't need to take them seriously now.
The Martial Saint spent decades destroying the entire martial arts world, ushering it into a new era.
Nowadays, in this martial arts world, most of the super-class warriors who have reached the pinnacle of martial arts have direct or indirect relationships with the Wu Ji Society or the Great Yan Taizu in the imperial palace.
Apart from these, the strength of the other warriors is still stuck in the old era. Lianshen is already the best among them, so naturally there is no need for Qiao Mu to pay more attention to him.
Qianliyan led Qiaomu to a private room on the second floor of the restaurant. The room faced the street, and from the balcony one could overlook the mountain city.
Linhe Prefecture City is not small, and is located by the mountains and the water.
The mountains are the Ten Thousand Great Mountains, and the water is the Tongtian River.
This big city is surrounded by mountains on all sides. It is a valley between the mountains. The land is flat and the Tongtian River runs through it. It is a rare fertile land in the southwestern state.
At this moment, looking out from the railing, I saw pedestrians walking in the streets and alleys of Linhe City. Although it was not as prosperous as the imperial capital, it was not inferior to Heyang City in Nanzhou.
But the breeze blowing through the willows beside the road also brought with it a stench of feces and urine that was really enough to make people cover their noses.
Looking closely, in addition to pedestrians, there were occasionally white sacred cows and pure-colored foals walking on the street. When passers-by saw these cows and horses, although they did not kneel down as respectfully as when they faced the Great Immortal Maoli, they also hurriedly avoided them.
The stench of feces in the streets basically comes from the cows and horses walking on the streets.
Although they were shitting all over the place, they did look extraordinary. They were not ordinary livestock, but a species with no stray hairs and a solid color all over their bodies.
These exotic cattle and horses are all taken care of, and their hair has obviously been trimmed and cleaned by special personnel. Not only are they not dirty like ordinary wild beasts or livestock, they are also quite neat and eye-catching.
Qiao Mu leaned over the railing and looked into the distance, taking in this scene. He said, "I thought this Southwest Province was a sparsely populated wilderness, but I didn't expect there was such a big city. Although this city is big, there are still so many walking livestock. It can't be that the people are still uncivilized and kneel down to worship these livestock as gods, right?"