Li Changshi stepped forward at the right time and said:
"Senior Qiao, a few dozen miles away from here, to the north of Linhe Prefecture, there is a Taoyuan Villa, which is where we gather to practice martial arts."
"Senior Qiao is seriously injured. Why don't you come with us to the villa to heal your wounds?"
Qiao Mu thought to himself that the four words "Taoyuan Villa" were written by me personally, how could I not know it... He naturally agreed.
As for the rest of the gangsters...
Among these dozens of people, each of them was injured, some serious and some minor, in the fight with the monsters just now.
"You are the enemy of the local immortal sect. When facing the immortal cultivators, you did not surrender immediately and blocked the immortal sect's way. I'm afraid there is no place for you to stay in these hundred thousand mountains." Qiao Mu stopped pretending and threatened directly.
"These hundred thousand mountains are not a good place." Li Changshi said:
"Given your injuries, it will be difficult for you to get out of this West Mountain safely even without the intervention of immortal cultivators. If necessary, you can go to Taoyuan Villa with us."
Li Changshi's opinion of the dozens of surviving martial artists also changed somewhat.
When two brave men meet in a narrow road, the brave one wins. Those martial artists who were afraid of death and wanted to hide in the stone city basically died in that fight.
At the critical moment of life and death, people who have retreat plans, hold back, and hesitate tend to die faster, and this has nothing to do with their skill level.
The remaining few people still had some courage, and when there was no way to retreat, they dared to fight to the death. This changed Li Changshi and Qiao Mu's minds.
“As for Wu Rulong…” Qiao Mu narrowed his eyes and looked at Wu Rulong.
Wu Qiankun ran away, but Wu Rulong stayed here.
This young man is only in his twenties and has already reached the first level of spiritual cultivation. He is now their prisoner.
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Under the slope of West Mountain.
In a lush meadow, a huge, charred body lay on its back on the ground, its eyes closed and its chest motionless, as if it had died long ago.
As the sky darkened and dusk fell, several wolves came out from the shadows, smelling the scent and ready to feast.
But just as it reached the charred body, the huge body suddenly stretched out its hand like lightning and grabbed the wolf's throat.
The wolf's body shrank rapidly and turned into a mummy, but the charred body stretched its muscles and bones and sat up again.
"The Turtle Breathing Technique in the armory is really useful. It even fooled the strange people of Yunxiao Sect."
A real man is one who can bend and stretch. Although Wu Qiankun is a top martial artist, he does not shy away from pretending to be dead.
Just now at the top of West Mountain, there were the Qiao family in front and the immortal cultivators behind.
If he stayed on the top of the mountain, he would probably be beaten to death by the Qiao family, so he took this risk...
Faking death is the best way to escape.
If Wu Qiankun hadn't faked his death, those immortal cultivators would have definitely shot the first bird to stand out, and he would have become a sitting duck...
On the top of West Mountain, the only warriors who are qualified to fight against immortal cultivators are Qiao Mu and Wu Qiankun.
Wu Qiankun decisively faked his death, so wouldn’t the pressure be on Qiao Mu
"The Qiao family is just a reckless man. I just used a little trick and he took the bait." Wu Qiankun caught a fleeing wolf and said to himself indifferently:
"It is not a shame to use any means necessary; only a man who can bend and stretch can be a real man."
"I admit that Joakim is stronger, but Joakim is dead now. I am the winner who survived to the end."
"In this world, the winner is the king and the loser is the villain. The loser sleeps in the grave, and only those who survive to the end can be the king."
Wu Qiankun talked to himself for a while, killed the wild wolves one by one, and devoured their flesh and blood with the Taotie Swallowing Heaven Skill.
Soon, his shoulders shook, and the charred dead skin and flesh on his body fell off by itself, and a layer of new pink skin grew again.
"So where should I go next?"
Wu Qiankun felt a little confused when he thought about this.
The Martial Saint is not in the Southwest Province, but in another place.
There can't be two tigers in one mountain, let alone Taotie.
The Martial Saint left the Yunxiao Sect, the weakest immortal sect, to Wu Qiankun as food for Wu Qiankun to replenish himself.
But after being defeated by the Qiao family again, his determination in martial arts began to be flawed.
Wu Qiankun could accept being defeated by a cultivator.
The immortal cultivators from the nine major sects have dominated this world for countless years and have monopolized countless resources, so it is reasonable for them to be defeated by the immortal cultivators.
But the Qiao family, who are also mortal warriors, can't do that.
"Why? I relied on countless life-and-death battles, and relied on my former fellow warriors and immortal cultivators to get to where I am today."
"But the Qiao family is like cockroaches. If you kill one, another group will appear. It's as if they appeared out of thin air."
Wu Qiankun took a deep breath, trying to calm the thoughts surging in his chest.
Although he talked to himself for a long time, he actually had an idea in his mind at this time.
If he cannot defeat the Qiao family once, if he cannot kill a member of the Qiao family with his own hands, then his martial arts heart will be flawed. The Qiao family is almost becoming his inner demon.
After he was defeated by Qiao Shuangzhao in Zhongzhou, he attacked and killed immortal cultivators many times before he reached this point...
As a result, he met the Qiao family again, but suffered an even greater defeat. If the immortal cultivators from the Yunxiao Sect had not intervened, he might have lost his life here.
"It's not enough... I need more power..."
Wu Qiankun threw away the shriveled wolf corpses in his hands, his expression returned to his usual indifference, and he walked out of the mountains.
Taotie swallows everything. As long as his spiritual cultivation can control the Taotie Devouring Heaven Technique, everything in the world can become nourishment for him to grow stronger.
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PS: I have to adjust my work and rest schedule this time. I went to bed at five in the morning and slept for three hours in total. Today, I had a dull pain on the right side of my chest for half a day.
In the past week, I couldn't fall asleep until around 4 or 5 in the morning... My workload is definitely not that heavy. It's probably because I stayed up too late. It's hard to fall asleep after a certain time. My work and rest schedule has become a mess.
After a week, the right side of my heart started to hurt. I felt that if I stayed up late, I would really unlock the immortality lock... Start to maintain your health from today! xdm Take my example
Chapter 294 Ancient Divine Bird (6k
More than a hundred miles away from Linhe City, there is a Yangmen City.
Yangmen Prefecture City is also a big city in Southwest Province. Although it is not as big as Linhe Prefecture City, it is also a rare big city in Southwest Province.
The city was besieged by Yu Wang's army for half a month before it was finally broken. On the day the city was broken, the local lord drew his sword and killed all his wife and children before committing suicide.
Inside the city of Yangmen, in a corner of the inner city, in a house.
A middle-aged clerk with a big belly struggled to lift the water jar, blocked the door of the house tightly, and locked the doors and windows. He was so busy that he was sweating all over.
"Dad, is it necessary to be so cautious?" a young woman next to him said:
"The Feather King's army is the king's army that wants to restore order and overthrow the imperial court. I heard that they have strict military discipline, especially the Feather King who is in charge. He has a good reputation and has killed many monsters that brought disaster to the village."
"What do you know? I think you are still too young. You don't understand anything. You believe whatever others say..." The middle-aged clerk wiped the sweat off his forehead, took out a statue from the drawer in the corner, and replaced the Yunxiao Sect statue on the shrine in his home.
"Dad, how come you have the statues of the immortals of the Yuhua Sect in the Yuwang Army?" The woman's voice was filled with surprise:
"Don't tell me you finally think that this Yu Wang is the one who can restore order, and that the Yunxiao Sect immortals in our Southwest Province are not good people---"
"Shut up and be careful with your words!" The middle-aged clerk carefully wiped the Yunxiao Sect's statue and placed it in a corner drawer before explaining:
"This is because your father has foresight. He has already considered the day when the city will fall. He bought the statue of Yuhua Sect in advance and prepared everything."
"These two sects of gods are fighting over doctrines. Can we mortals get involved?"
As he said this, footsteps were heard outside the door, coming closer and closer.
The middle-aged clerk made a gesture to his daughter to keep quiet. Both of them dared not say a word and huddled together.
Bang bang bang, there were knocks on the wooden door.
"Is my fellow villager home?" The person outside the door spoke with a distinct Yangmenfu accent:
"We are the Yuwang Army and we won't harm you. Nothing else, I just want to ask if you have heard of the rumors about the Golden Country?"
The house was silent.
Outside the door, Yu Wangjun sighed helplessly and had to walk away.
After a while, until there was no more sound outside the door, the young woman in the room let out a long sigh and whispered:
"Dad, it's King Yu's people----"
As soon as the voice fell, a sneer came from outside the door:
“Sure enough, there is someone.”
The next moment, there was a loud bang.
The locked door collapsed with a loud bang, the water tank behind the door was smashed to pieces, and a burly man walked in.
"King Yu's army is doing business, all outsiders please stay away!" The big man howled before entering the door.
But the neighbors had already locked their doors and windows, not to mention anyone trying to help. How could there be any sound
"The Lord of the Palace has died in the line of duty, how can a petty official like you survive alone?" The big man sneered, "When you were running around collecting taxes for a dog official in the past, did you ever think about today?"
"General..." The middle-aged clerk smiled apologetically:
"Taxes are collected by the imperial court. I am just a minor official who makes a living. I am also an ordinary citizen."
At this time, the young woman standing next to him looked at the big man's face, carefully identified it, and cried out:
"You are... Zhao Ergou from the outer city? When did you become a member of the Yuwang Army?"
"You recognized me? It's too late." The big man smiled.
"You ignored me in the past... You are also a dog official, we are all the same. Today, I will enforce justice on behalf of the heavens!"
After saying that, he grabbed the young woman with his big hands, and using his five fingers to tear off her clothes.
“You, you, you…” The middle-aged clerk rushed over trembling:
"If you dare to touch my daughter, step over me!"
"Oh, what a loving father and daughter! Then I will naturally help them achieve their goal." The big man laughed grimly, stretched out his hand and pushed the middle-aged clerk to the ground, and sat on him.
"Today I will try what rice with toppings tastes like..."
After saying this, the big man tore open the middle-aged clerk's pants:
"Don't you have a deep love between father and daughter? Today I will make you even closer!"
When the situation was chaotic.
A long spear pierced through the wall and accurately penetrated the big man's head, nailing him to the wall.
A female general wearing a visor and green armor came out of the door and calmly pulled out the spear.
The father and daughter were still in shock. After taking a few careful glances at the female general who had walked in, the daughter suddenly cried out in surprise:
"King Yu?"
The visitor did not say much, turned around and left, but paused for a moment before leaving:
"Although our Yuwang Army has strict military discipline, the war in Southwest Province has been going on for a long time, and there are bound to be bad apples. You should be more vigilant."
After saying this, King Yu walked out the door and disappeared outside.
The middle-aged clerk, with a red face, found a new pair of trousers and put them on, muttering and cursing:
"What the hell is this Feather King..."
"Are you pretending to be a good guy now? Those who burn, kill and plunder are the black sheep in the army, while you still maintain strict military discipline and have an impeccable reputation."
Outside the alley.
King Yu and a black-robed female general beside her stood quietly, listening to the complaints.
It's not that they were eavesdropping... their hearing was just much sharper than that of ordinary people, so they could hear even such quiet complaints.
"This petty official, he doesn't even know how to be grateful after being saved..." The black-robed female general frowned.
"Let him scold." Yu Wang's voice was calm, without a trace of emotion:
"Since I am the king, I will naturally be responsible for the mistakes made by my soldiers."