In order to gain more benefits from the Great Yan Dynasty, they made such a concealed plan.
At this moment, the elders in the meeting hall of the Immortal Sect were filled with hearty laughter.
"We should laugh at the Yonghe Emperor, who is so indecisive and incompetent that he actually cooperated like this."
"He thought that he could survive the hands of our immortal sects by weighing the pros and cons... Ridiculous."
The nine major immortal sects are high above the clouds and they killed all the elites of Dayan forty years ago. So why not just change the dynasty and let the immortal cultivators become the emperor
The real reason is... ..it's unnecessary.
What era is this? Why are we still resorting to fighting and killing
The desire of immortal cultivators is to plunder the resources of the human world, including incense and vows. What is the point of being an emperor on earth
It's like someone keeping a group of monkeys in his backyard, and each monkey is treated as an asset.
The king among monkeys can eat the most fruits and mate with any female monkey... It's such a cool thing, why doesn't the backyard owner become the monkey king
Supporting a monkey king, you can easily gain the power of incense and vows, isn’t that wonderful
The eternal infamy was borne by Emperor Yonghe, and the people's complaints were only directed at the Great Yan Dynasty.
The immortals just stay high above, untainted by the world, and continue to be worshipped by the world. They have both face and benefits. Isn’t that great
The second reason is the theory of luck passed down from ancient times.
Legend has it that the emperors of the human world are blessed with good fortune, and although they cannot live forever, their life span is no different from that of ordinary people. However, they, the cultivators of immortality, are not suitable to be affected by good fortune, as it would be a taboo.
Of course, even these immortal cultivators find the concept of luck to be illusory, and not all immortal cultivators believe in it.
"Since Emperor Yonghe has already arrived in Heyang City, this plan to conceal the truth from the world has already been half successful."
"The only thing we need to pay attention to is... a small matter." Elder Sun frowned and said:
"A common warrior broke into Xuantian Temple in Heyang Prefecture and died... Such a small matter is not worth mentioning."
"It is worth noting what Emperor Yonghe is thinking."
"It seems that he sent the Flying Fish Guard to rescue the mortal warrior? This is a bad statement."
At this point, the elders of the immortal sects fell silent for a moment.
"It seems that although Emperor Yonghe cooperates with the plan of our Xuantian Sect, he has not yet completely surrendered in his heart and still has some hope."
"So what should we do? Keep hitting him?"
"... ..Don't use force. At this critical moment, we must not allow any complications to arise."
"If Emperor Yonghe develops a rebellious heart and informs any other immortal sect, our plan will be ruined."
"If Emperor Yonghe wants to save that mortal warrior, then let him do it. He is just a mortal anyway, so it doesn't matter."
The elders nodded in agreement.
Talking about this, Elder Sun felt a little embarrassed:
"But according to the message from Saint Wu Qingxin, that person is already dead and could not be saved."
"... ..Who killed him?"
"It is the Saintess Wu Qingxin."
The elders looked at each other, and after a period of silence, their eyes began to show a hint of amusement.
It’s quite a coincidence.
This Saint Lady Wu Qingxin is actually just a symbol, a flag.
It is rare to possess both excellent martial arts and immortal qualities... But these immortal cultivators have always looked down on ordinary warriors, so what is the use of martial arts qualities
The reason why Wu Qingxin is called the Saint is because her surname is Wu.
The martial arts of the martial saint.
To put it bluntly, it's just like spending a fortune on horse bones.
This does not mean that the horse bones are very important.
Over the years, Xuantian Sect had gained many martial slaves who came to serve them, but that was all.
"The reason why I made Wu Qingxin the Saint of the Immortal Sect was that I wanted to use her as bait to crush the Saint Martial to ashes."
"The Martial Saint has been reluctant to take the bait for so many years. I guess we have underestimated Wu Qingxin's value."
"In that case, what's the point of keeping her?"
"She doesn't really think she's a saint, does she?"
"For the sake of the overall situation, it is only right to abandon a discarded pawn."
The sect's saintly maiden Wu Qingxin didn't know at this time that the important news she passed on to the sect did not bring her any merit or contribution, but instead became a death warrant for her.
...
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse.
In a dark alley in the north of Heyang City, a small calico cat with messy fur was walking in the shadows.
This little cat looks like an ordinary wild cat, but its fur seems to be stretched out, with a faint luster.
What's even weirder is that the cat seems to be drunk and walks unsteadily.
Thinking back to what happened this morning, the little cat still felt dizzy.
It burped, and a wisp of death air invisible to the naked eye was exhaled, and its whole body felt swollen and weak.
The air of death was so thick that it seemed to be overflowing!
In the short life of this young demon cat, it had never seen such a strong aura of death.
This is very abnormal.
It doesn't understand why because it's just a little kitten.
Thinking back to the day, it was so excited that it doubted its life as a cat and became limp all over.
Originally it wanted to stop the man from committing suicide, but it was so exhausted that it was unable to do so.
After all, it can still tell the difference between having one meal and having every meal.
Later, it was not clear whether the man was dead or not, because he had been so high that he fainted.
The little cat continued walking in the dark alley, and saw the soft moonlight falling from the ground, making the ground silvery white.
Then it suddenly trembled all over, trembling with excitement.
Because at some point in time, a ghostly figure flashed by in front of him, carrying an irresistible fragrance...
This is an old man with slightly gray hair on his temples. He looks to be in his sixties, but his eyes are bright and he does not look old at all.
"Life and death are unpredictable? That's a suitable mascot for me."
Qiao Mu, who had come back to life again, smiled slightly.
His mind moved, and his consciousness sank into the sea of heart.
Evaluation of this death: A (a common man's incense, not respecting gods, not respecting heaven, just burning his skin, flesh, bones and blood for all living beings)
Life expectancy lost due to death: 16 years
Remaining revives this week: 4/5
Current age: 60
Skill:
Longevity Fist (minor success) Wave Power (second level: double wave) Martial Spirit Holy Rhinoceros Secret (minor success) Pure Yang Wuji Gong (third level)
Military Spear Technique (Great Mastery) Shadow Sword Technique (Minor Mastery)
Iron Crotch Kung Fu (Mastery) Golden Bell Cover Iron Cloth Shirt (Minor Mastery)
Shadow Step (Minor)
Demon Disintegration Technique (Mastery)
Flesh and Blood (Adept)
... ..
"Time flies, and before I knew it I was already sixty years old."
"Looking back on my youthful days of fifteen, it seems like it was just a short time ago..."
Qiao Mu sighed as he walked into a toilet on the side of the road and unbuttoned his pants.
The trace of worry in my heart finally disappeared.
The mastery of the iron crotch skill is not only as hard as a rock, but can also move up and down, left and right...
"Old Huang is still awesome!" Qiao Mu gave a thumbs up to Old Huang who was far away in Yancheng.
Chapter 83: The strong Qiao family, the ancestral demon disintegrates (4k
He had just made a lot of money, and received an A rating he had never received before, which made his age jump from forty to sixty.
Closing his eyes, Qiao Mu recalled the past sixteen years of hard training, and it still felt like a dream.
"Practicing martial arts is really hard. There is no shortcut. Only through hard work day after day, year after year, and constant persistence, can we get to where we are now."
"no pain no gain."
“It’s really hard for me.”
Looking back on the sixteen years of hard training, Qiao Mu was filled with emotion.
Fortunately, he did not give up and persisted all the way here.
The Changsheng Fist is currently at the [Minor Success] stage, because Qiao Mu's Changsheng Fist was taught by the blind girl Qiao Canxue. This half of the Changsheng Fist Sutra only goes up to the chapter on training strength, but Qiao Mu does not have the chapter on training the spirit, which is the third level.
Another equally incomplete martial art was the "Chun Yang Wuji Gong", the top martial arts skill in the old days. After this hard training, Qiao Mu broke through to the third level.
The sixty-year-old's ultimate boyish skills are still very valuable.
The rest of the hard skills, light skills, and weapons and martial arts have all made breakthroughs.
What particularly concerned Qiao Mu was actually the breakthroughs in the two techniques.
The first one, of course, is the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique that he has already mastered.
"The Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique is truly a secret method that helps me survive."
Qiao Mu also felt quite emotional.
This is a well-known secret method of self-mutilation. Who would have thought that after using it again and again and practicing it for many years, he has already mastered it.
When Qiao Canxue taught him this method, he just hoped that he could rely on it to survive and escape.
However, every time Qiao Mu used the Demon Disintegration Technique, he would manually create a desperate situation for himself, and die in various postures and with all kinds of cool lines that he had carefully thought out.
After mastering the Demon Disintegration Technique, it is very different.
The original demon disintegrated, and with the help of an internal force, it overdrawn the body's potential and squeezed out greater strength from its limbs.
Now that he has mastered the Demon Disintegration Technique, he can perform it with the help of Qi and blood.
Just like when he was ignited by the Saint Maiden Wu Qingxin with a strange flame, his whole body turned into a stick of incense, and his blood could also be used as fuel.
Of course, this is the disintegration of the devil, not arson. There is an essential difference between the two.
Another martial art that Qiao Mu was very interested in was the "Ripple Wave Power".
According to what Qiao Canxue said at the beginning, in the Heyang Qiao family at that time, only the Qiao family patriarch, who was as powerful as nature, practiced this martial art, which was known for its obscurity and difficulty, to the third level, the realm of Triple Waves.
And Qiumu has now cultivated to the second level, the Permian Wave.
The higher the death rating, the more efficient he is in using his time.
During these sixteen years, what grew the fastest was, of course, the attainments in various martial arts, rather than Qiao Mu's own martial arts skills.
"I don't know how Canxue is doing now, whether she has already embarked on her immortal path..."
"Time flies and I am already sixty years old. The immortal path is different from the martial path and requires rapid training. I guess I don't have a chance to get rich from this."
Perhaps because he is old, Qiao Mu would always recall his old acquaintances from his youth, such as Lao Huang and Qiao Canxue.