The name "Martial Saint" comes from the founder of the martial arts, "Martial Saint", and the so-called "Lingxi" is taken from "the two minds are connected with one thought".
The so-called telepathy does not just mean that this secret method cultivates the intuition in the dark.
What is even more incredible is that warriors who have mastered the "Martial Spirit Holy Rhino Secret" will have a vague sense of each other in their hearts, and can sense each other's vague positions within a certain distance.
You know, as the founder of "Wu Sheng Ling Xi Gong", Wu Shengren himself must have practiced this secret method.
In other words... when the two sides are close to a certain distance, the Martial Saint can sense the location of the warrior who has practiced this secret technique!
"Those warriors who are able to master the Martial Spiritual Rhinoceros Secret and pass the selection will eventually become the resources for the Martial Saint."
When Guo Yan thought of the unpredictable methods of the Martial Saint, he felt a chill in his heart.
“Although Qiao Lin stole the Martial Spiritual Rhino Technique, he was seriously injured and of course he couldn’t survive. Even if the people behind him got the Martial Spiritual Rhino Technique from the corpse, they would be courting death.”
Of course, the Martial Saint is not in Yancheng, so there is no need to provoke him to take action personally.
But as a member of the Wu Ji Association, the city lord Guo Yan happened to know that in the Heyang Prefecture city area near Yancheng, there was a strange man who practiced the "Wu Sheng Ling Xi Jue".
This person was originally a disciple of the Martial Saint, but he betrayed the Martial Saint.
This man should have been hunted down by the Wuji Society for his actions, but he turned around and joined the Xianmen, becoming their lackey, and has survived until now...
"Whoever stole the Martial Spirit Rhinoceros Secret was just a short-sighted, shallow-minded thief. The only thing worth noting is that the Qiao family behind Qiao Lin..."
When talking about the Qiao family, the first thing Guo Yan thought of was naturally the Heyang Qiao family that had been wiped out.
But this matter was done by the Martial Saint himself, so it is impossible for any remnants of the Qiao family to remain in the world.
Ever since Qiao Mu's secrets of the Changsheng Fist were discovered by Zheng the Butcher, an informant from the Wu Ji Association, he has been avoiding using this boxing technique in front of people in the City Lord's Mansion.
Since joining the Yancheng Army, Qiao Mu's only means of making a living have been "Military Gunmanship" and "Demon Disintegration Technique", but his specific origins are unclear.
Therefore, the Qiao family behind Qiao Mu and Qiao Lin is still a mystery to Guo Yan.
While thinking, Guo Yan walked out of the secret room and returned to the courtyard.
At this time, the servants had cleared the collapsed well, and Zhou Wen had also returned from the well, changed into dry clothes, and shook his head secretly at him.
Obviously Zhou Wen did not find "Qiao Lin's" body in the well.
"If we don't find the body, then we have to consider the possibility that the Martial Spiritual Rhinoceros Art was stolen by someone else... Could it be the Qiao family behind Qiao Lin?" Guo Yan pondered:
"The Qiao family has adopted a family motto of dying for a good cause, and cultivated two strong warriors like Qiao Mu and Qiao Lin... I have never heard of this Qiao family, so it is definitely not simple!"
When he thought of the two brothers of the Qiao family, who had made his City Lord's Mansion a mess and even killed his own son at the hands of the Qiao family, his heart was filled with ups and downs.
He won't be able to sleep or eat well until he gets his revenge!
Guo Yan himself is a sixth-rank warrior, but he is far more than just a sixth-rank warrior.
But for someone of his stature, personal strength is no longer the most important thing.
To survive in the world, you need power and background, and it’s all about business calculations!
Coincidentally, he has been doing business in Yancheng for many years and has connections with those major forces.
A young man who only knows how to fight and kill would have died against the wall long ago.
Qiao Mu, who had just entered the ninth rank, did not even have the qualifications for him to personally make plans, and was killed by Captain Chu, who used a knife to kill him and killed him at the hands of the bandits.
Qiao Lin, an eighth-rank warrior, was so stubborn that he broke into the City Lord's Mansion, but was eventually besieged and killed by a group of servants and guards, without Guo Yan having to do it himself.
Therefore, if he wants to take revenge on the Qiao family, Guo Yan will naturally not be as reckless as Qiao Mu and Qiao Lin, who have to investigate and fight on their own.
"We can try the Immortal Sect, and check the connections of the Qiao family..." After being injured, Guo Yan felt that it would be difficult for him to continue to stay in Yancheng during this troubled time, so he thought of contacting the Immortal Sect.
But this plan was not accomplished because it was interrupted by the quarrel between his son and the Qiao brothers. Now Qiao Mu and Qiao Lin are dead, and a lot of manpower have been lost in the mansion. Guo Yan once again had the idea of contacting the Immortal Gate.
It’s not just the Immortal Gate.
Guo Yan is a cautious and steady person, and he is also a member of Wu Ji Club in secret!
"Even if it costs anything, even if it means using the connections of the Wu Ji Association... we must thoroughly investigate this weird Qiao family!" Guo Yan's eyes gradually turned cold:
"You dare to kill my child... no matter what connections your Qiao family has, you will be buried with him!"
Xianmen and Wujihui are the top forces in the entire Jiuzhou.
Although Guo Yan is not considered a big shot in the eyes of these top forces in Jiuzhou.
But if one is willing to pay a high price, and offer benefits that will tempt some of the powerful people in these major forces, it is not impossible to leverage the power of those major forces.
By then, the Qiao family, which had never been heard of, would be stripped naked by him and uprooted!
"What about Qiao Mu and Qiao Lin? It's really petty to fight alone. When the time comes, I will uproot the entire Qiao family!"
"Family motto: die a worthy death? Then let you die cleanly." Guo Yan's eyes flickered, and he already had a plan.
As the lord of a small city in Nanzhou, he has been struggling to maneuver between various forces, trying every possible means to protect himself.
Especially during this troubled time when the Great Yan Emperor was suspected to be traveling to Yancheng... he felt even more exhausted.
Now that he had suffered such a great loss at the hands of the Qiao brothers, he finally made up his mind after wavering between the two...
"Send away your interests and ask the immortal sect of Nanzhou, Xuantian Sect to send cultivators to settle in Yancheng."
Those who practice immortal cultivation are called “aliens” by the Great Yan court, but in the eyes of the people, they are “superior immortals”, “immortals” and “immortal masters”.
Once this decision is made, it is impossible to reverse it.
But now Guo Yan was injured, his subordinates were killed in the City Lord's Mansion, and his own son died tragically. He could no longer care about so many things at this moment.
Chapter 47 A Promise is Worth a Thousand Pieces of Gold
The battle in the City Lord's Mansion has come to an end.
The soldiers who had come to support from the military camp were mainly maintaining order outside the mansion. Only a few of them took part in the battle, while most of them were still waiting outside the mansion, listening confusedly to the noises of fighting in the City Lord's mansion, and did not fully understand the situation.
When the matter was settled, the soldiers who had gathered outside the palace began to leave. Only a small number of soldiers were sent into the city lord's palace to do miscellaneous tasks such as moving corpses.
Lao Huang, Heshang and other former subordinates of Qiumu happened to be among them.
"What? The city lord's son died? Killed by a bad guy? God---"
Old Huang couldn't help but scream, causing the people around the City Lord's Mansion to look up and give him unfriendly glances.
"God... God is jealous of talented people. The city lord's son is still so young!"
Old Huang's shoulders trembled slightly, and the expression on his old face seemed distorted by grief.
After seeing this scene, the strange looks from the people around them finally disappeared.
In fact, Lao Huang pinched his thigh flesh tightly to prevent himself from laughing out loud.
The net of heaven is vast and wide!
He originally thought that a person like him would never be able to get revenge in his lifetime, and could only swallow his anger and keep quiet like everyone else in the city.
If he doesn't drink three big bowls of wine when he gets home today, his wife who had a miscarriage because of it will be mad at him!
In recent years, he has occasionally fantasized about killing the young master at all costs, one life for another.
But he still has six children in his family... If he does this, it will definitely not be as simple as leaving behind orphans and a widow. To say that the family is broken up is an understatement.
"The villain who broke into the city lord's mansion and killed the young master sounds very fierce. Where did he come from? Is he a bandit seeking revenge?" Old Huang continued to inquire.
"You are talking about that villain. Actually, we in Yancheng should have heard of him to some extent." Ah Cheng, the gossiping servant, said:
"He's Qiao Mu's brother who had a feud with you before. I think his name is Qiao Lin? He's a foreigner who just arrived in Yancheng."
Qiao Lin
Old Huang subconsciously looked at the monk behind him, and the joy that had just surged in his heart froze in an instant.
No wonder he is so fierce. It turns out he is Qiao Mu’s brother Qiao Lin.
"In other words, Qiao Lin was fighting alone in the City Lord's Mansion just now, and was finally besieged and killed?"
Old Huang suddenly felt a little upset.
One should be happy when revenge is achieved.
But to exchange the life of an acquaintance's brother for that... Even though he and Qiao Lin had only met once yesterday, he still felt uncomfortable.
"Speaking of Qiao Lin, he is really a weird guy." The other soldiers and servants also whispered and gossiped.
He had locked the kitchen before to buy some time for Qiao Mu, but when Qiao Mu was discovered later, he stopped pretending.
"It's rare to be willing to sacrifice one's own life, but it's not completely incomprehensible. After all, there are such people in the stories told by storytellers in teahouses."
"The strangest thing is his final counterattack before he died."
"Qiao Lin's last shot was originally intended to be aimed at Mr. Guo. I was watching from afar at the time, but it seemed that he changed his mind in the end, or he lost his mind and missed the target. He actually hit... that square-faced ghost."
"Square-faced ghost? Are you talking about the big square-faced guy who often follows the city lord's son?" Old Huang was stunned and then asked.
"Yes, yes, that's him."
"That man looks fierce and has a strong body. Although he has not cultivated internal strength, he is very strong. He has always been brought by the city lord's son. He is always with him when he goes out."
"I heard that Qiao Lin is already an eighth-grade martial artist. If he were in the Yancheng Army, he would be a figure like Captain Zheng. The dying blow of an eighth-grade martial artist was aimed at the square-faced ghost who has not yet entered the rank. Isn't this strange?"
"Those servants? They deserve to die. They followed Master Guo all day long, whipping and clearing the way. This madman who broke into the city lord's mansion did a good thing." Other soldiers also chatted.
"Could it be that they have some personal vendetta?"
personal enmity
What kind of personal grudge could a warrior of the rank of an eighth-rank lieutenant have with a physical warrior that would keep holding on to him until his death
Old Huang was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and suddenly an incredible thought flashed through his mind.
If he spoke out this thought, the monks around him would definitely laugh at him, Old Huang, and ask him to think too highly of himself. They would ask him to look in the mirror and see what kind of beauty he really is.
"Where is the body of the square-faced ghost?" Old Huang suddenly asked.
"Look, it's in the corner." The servant pointed casually.
At this time, there were more than twenty corpses lined up under the courtyard wall. These were the servants and guards who had died in the battle just now. As for those who were injured by Qiao Mu, there were even more.
The corpses were temporarily placed side by side in the open space in the corner, their faces covered with white cloth, so their faces could not be seen clearly.
Old Huang hesitated for a moment, then trotted over to the corner of the wall and lifted the white cloth covering the faces of the corpses one by one to take a look.
"one."
"This is not..."
"two."
"three... "
"Four?"
Every time he counted a number, his voice trembled slightly, and by the end even his fingers were shaking a little.
Lao Huang is not very brave.
Although he is somewhat of a veteran, the only Kung Fu he has practiced is the Iron Crotch Kung Fu which is not very impressive. He is always very cunning in battles and never fights head-on.
So, after he rushed to drink the bowl of chivalrous soup yesterday, he was so worried that he couldn't sleep all night.
Because he was timid, he remembered very clearly the faces of the servants who carried the coffin into the house yesterday, and planned to hide from them in the future so that the other party would not remember this.
And now...
"seven."
He put down the white cloth in his hand and stood there blankly, a little dazed.
The worries that had troubled him all day suddenly disappeared and everything was fine.
At the same time as he felt relieved, he also had an inexplicable emotion in his heart.
"Old Huang, you are already old, why are you suddenly going crazy?" The monk next to him hurried over.
Old Huang was in the corner, lifting the white cloth covering the corpse's face to look at the face... This behavior was indeed inappropriate. If he was seen by the people in the City Lord's Mansion, he would probably be beaten.
But Old Huang was still in a daze.
"Monk, let me ask you, is the powerful old man in gray who always followed Mr. Guo also gone?" Old Huang suddenly asked.
"... ..I heard he was dead?"
"What about Mr. Guo?"