After all, as a 700-year-old warrior with ordinary qualifications, Qiao Mu's foundation is too solid.
If you ask a question to the top student, he will certainly be able to answer your question, but you may not be able to keep up with his way of thinking.
But if you ask the question to a hard-working student who has trained through the strategy of solving a large number of questions, he or she can often give a perfect answer.
Hard-working academic masters are not necessarily much smarter than ordinary people. They are just trained by the strategy of doing a large number of questions. They have also pondered over all the doubts and difficulties, so they can naturally understand each other.
And Qiao Mu is the 725-year-old repeater who is the most advanced student in Kyushu. Even the principal has to call him "Master". Who has as much experience as him
Teaching a few fresh students is naturally a piece of cake and something I can do with ease.
And this ease and comfort posture, in the eyes of Long Shankong and others, was like the demeanor of a master.
"Senior Qiao's understanding of martial arts is beyond my reach."
"I have practiced martial arts for fifty years, but today I realized that I have taken a wrong path. Senior Qiao Wei saved my life and gave me a new life. I will never forget this in my life."
"My "The Book of Humanity" has broken through the first level!"
After just three days of martial arts training, these martial artists have already gained a lot. Some of them even made a breakthrough in martial arts overnight and were ecstatic.
On the fourth day.
The injuries on the heroes have healed a lot.
Some of the less seriously injured warriors have recovered from their injuries and are able to move around again, but no one is willing to leave.
They have all tasted the sweetness and regard this Peach Blossom Villa as a great opportunity that they will never see again in their lifetime. Who would be willing to leave
... .
It was the early morning of the fifth day.
Qiao Mu sat quietly under the peach blossom forest as usual.
Fat Cat Wuchang transformed into a cat, quietly stayed at his feet, and snored softly.
This fat cat would always get very close to Qiao Mu whenever he was talking about martial arts, and would even sit directly on his lap, taking the first-class seat.
But she didn't listen carefully. It all went in one ear and out the other. She even took it as a lullaby and fell into a sound sleep every time.
Qiao Mu didn't care. After all, although she could talk, she was just a kitten.
The military lecture had not yet begun, but Long Shankong arrived early alone.
"Longshan is empty? What's the matter?" Qiao Mu raised his eyes.
During these few days, he naturally also found out the details of Long Shankong and other martial artists.
Speaking of which, Long Shankong is not an ordinary person. As the grandson of the Eight-Armed Sky Dragon, he is 29 years old this year and has entered the first level of spirit refining just like Wu Rulong.
It is entirely possible for top martial artists like the Spear Saint and the Eight-Armed Sky Dragon to become the first head of a noble family and give birth to a powerful martial arts family.
Super warriors are hard to come by and difficult to cultivate. But it is quite normal for some spiritual warriors to appear among the descendants.
And Long Shankong is the most talented one among the descendants of the Eight-Armed Sky Dragon.
"Senior Qiao, I, Long Shankong, have always been clear about gratitude and resentment, and I will repay a favor." Long Shankong said:
"I have listened to Senior Qiao's martial arts lectures in this mountain villa for several days, but I have not given anything in return. I feel really ashamed."
"So..." Long Shankong said this and took out a pair of golden silk gloves from his arms:
"This is a golden silkworm glove. It is not an ordinary item, but a strange item woven by a demon beast. It is impervious to water and fire, and invulnerable to swords and guns."
"This treasure is actually one of the rare treasures in the Great Yan Palace's treasury. It was obtained by my grandfather, Eight-Armed Tianlong, when he broke into the palace."
A rare treasure in the palace? Qiao Mu was a little interested. He took out the Qin King Sword from his storage bag and gestured to the golden silkworm gloves:
"Can your invulnerable golden silkworm gloves block my Qin Wang sword?"
"This... I don't think it's possible." Long Shankong was ashamed.
The Golden Silkworm Gloves are a rare item woven by a demon beast and were confiscated in the treasury of the Great Yan Palace.
However, Qiao Mu's Qin Wang Sword is an immortal weapon made by the Immortal Dao Sect. The Golden Silkworm Gloves are still inferior to the Qin Wang Sword.
"Then you should keep this thing." Qiao Mu suddenly lost interest.
The golden silkworm gloves were a rare treasure to Long Shankong, but they were of little use to Qiao Mu. He even doubted whether he could tear open these "invulnerable" golden silkworm gloves with his bare hands.
"Then..." Long Shankong was a little troubled:
"It's a pity that the unknown elixir that grandpa stole from the palace was already swallowed by me, otherwise..."
Many years ago, the eight-armed dragon stole some rare treasures from the imperial palace and brought them to benefit future generations.
In fact, this was also because Emperor Taizu Yan valued talent, so he turned a blind eye and finally gave the Eight-Armed Sky Dragon a chance to live.
Long Shankong is twenty-nine years old and is already a first-rank martial artist. His martial arts skills are much more advanced than Wu Rulong's, which is naturally related to this.
Long Shankong thought of his family's inherited martial arts, the "Eight-Armed Sky Dragon Fist", hesitated for a while, but ultimately did not say it out loud.
He was not as open-minded as the Qiao family, who were willing to use their family martial arts as a reward for saving their lives and teaching them martial arts.
"I am truly ashamed that I have nothing to repay you with." Long Shankong blushed a little.
He came out and said that he would repay favors clearly, but after all the trouble he put in, he couldn't come up with anything decent
"I really don't have any other rare treasures in my hands. I only have some yellow and white common things."
"You mean gold and silver? Then I really need it." Qiao Mu nodded.
There are hundreds of people in Taoyuan Villa, and the daily expenses will be quite high.
Hearing this, Long Shankong was immediately delighted: "I have a bag of gold in my hand. Although it cannot be compared with Senior Qiao's kindness... but if Senior Qiao is willing to accept it, I will feel much more at ease."
After saying that, he took out a bag of gold and handed it to Qiao Mu.
The weight was quite heavy, a full bag. Qiao Mu weighed it and felt that it weighed a full ten kilograms.
"Ten pounds of gold, one hundred taels, this is indeed a generous gift."
Qiao Mu nodded secretly, he opened the bag casually and took a look, then he was stunned.
There is no gold in this bag, but instead, it contains stones of different sizes
"Longshankong?" Qiaomu raised the bag of stones in his hand, his face full of suspicion.
This guy came over early in the morning and kept chattering for a long time, saying that he wanted to thank him, but in the end he couldn't say a word. Did he come here just to make fun of him
Long Shankong’s reaction also surprised him.
He frowned deeply and stared at Qiao Mu for a while, then felt a little embarrassed.
"That's not what I meant. It was a bag of gold."
Thinking of this, Long Shankong frowned:
"Could it be that the group of merchants in Linhe City secretly swapped the gold with the stone?"
After thinking about it carefully, Long Shankong found it extremely absurd.
Who is he? The grandson of the Eight-Armed Dragon.
In the past, his grandfather, the Eight-Armed Heavenly Dragon, could even enter the imperial palace, and was known for the fastest legs and fastest punches in the world... But in his generation, someone was able to switch his gold without anyone noticing
Could it be that the group of traveling merchants were martial arts masters more skilled than him
It was an awkward moment.
The cat demon Wuchang, who had been sleeping soundly next to him, opened her eyes. She nimbly jumped onto Qiaomu's shoulder, leaned her head closer, and carefully sniffed the bag of stones in Qiaomu's hand. She seemed to have shown considerable interest in this bag of ordinary stones.
"You fat pig, can you eat stones?" Seeing Wuchang opening his mouth as if he wanted to swallow the stone, Qiao Mu quickly grabbed its neck.
However, Wu Chang just sniffed and licked the stone carefully, and said:
"Qiao Qiao, there is an evil spirit here."
Chapter 297 The Treasure of the Mountain (4k
Fat Cat Wuchang seemed to be quite interested in the bag of stones and kept rummaging around in it.
"Demonic aura?" Qiao Mu looked at Long Shankong in front of him, thoughtfully.
Long Shankong suddenly became anxious.
He came here with the awareness that he would repay a favor and give a large sum of money in return... If the large sum of money turned into stone, he could not use excuses like "I took the wrong thing" to cover it up.
But... is there something evil going on
The monsters in these Ten Thousand Mountains are not good things.
The people of the entire Southwest State have been constantly harassed by monsters over the years... .
If he explained a few more words, wouldn't Qiao Xi think that he had evil intentions and was involved with the demon clan
"It must have been done by that group of merchants!" Long Shankong said without hesitation.
Now thinking back, there was indeed something odd about the group of merchants he met at that time.
At this point, he did not dare to hide anything and told everyone everything that happened when he first entered Southwest Province:
"I am not a local. I am from Dongzhou. I am here for something else."
"When I first entered Southwest Province, I saved several merchants from a demon wolf outside Linhe Prefecture."
"So they gave you some gold to thank you?" Qiumu asked.
Long Shankong was silent for a moment, and said:
"Then they told me that the world is in chaos now, and silver notes are hard to use. Gold is the hard currency in troubled times. They advised me to exchange some gold for my own, which would be more appropriate."
"Then I used the little money I had on me to exchange for ten pounds of gold..."
Although the descendants of the Eight-Armed Heavenly Dragon cannot be called a wealthy family, they are much wealthier than ordinary families.
"Those merchants are businessmen traveling back and forth between Linhe Prefecture and several mountain villages and towns in the west."
"Of course I'm not stupid. I have indeed checked the gold in their hands and it is quite genuine."
"Not only is it authentic, but the gold is also quite pure."
"At that time, the merchant explained to me that this gold was the gold that came from the Golden Country, so it was naturally extraordinary."
"Golden Country?" Qiao Mu raised his eyebrows.
"This is a long-standing legend in Southwest Province," Long Shankong explained.
"Some people say that a few hundred years ago there was a bandit named Luo who was active on the Tongtian River. He made a living by robbing houses and was rich enough to rival a country. He once secretly hid his property here, and before he died, he claimed that he had hidden his treasure deep in the Shiwandashan Mountains..."
"You are a notorious bandit, your surname is Luo? Tell me your background in detail." Qiao Mu asked.
"That bandit named Luo, I heard he was active on Tongtian River a hundred years ago, he was very brutal."
"I heard that every time he defeated a strong enemy, he would cut off the enemy's ears to show off. This bandit was later called 'Ear-Cut' Roger by the world, but he was a famous figure a hundred years ago."
"It is said that among his treasures there is a philosopher's stone that can turn stones into gold!"
"Philosopher's stone? Do you believe it?" Qiao Mu said casually.
"I don't believe it." Long Shankong spread his hands:
"If there really was this thing, that notorious bandit named Luo would not have ended up being captured and killed by the imperial court."
"Although I didn't believe it, the merchant did. He said that the gold he gave me came from the land of gold in the mountains."
Qiao Mu is not very interested in gold. After all, money is only material possessions. Does he need so much gold to save it for others to get gold coins
But the demon cat Wuchang seemed to be quite interested in the bag of gold in Long Shankong's hand, and would reach out to take a peek from time to time.
"You want to eat it? Is this thing useful to you?" Qiao Mu picked up a stone.
The fat cat grunted twice, grabbed Qiaomu's fingers and continued to lick the stones.
When Qiao Mu asked this question, he was certainly not asking whether Wuchang liked to eat stones.
The gold flowing out of this so-called Golden Land carries a demonic aura, so it must be related to demons.
What Qiao Mu was asking was whether Wuchang was interested in the monsters related to this so-called golden city.
And the answer is obvious.
This fat cat always eats and sleeps, and rarely reacts to external objects other than trees.
This is the first time.