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Chapter 86 The Eyes of the Blind Woman (4k
Qiao Mu's heart beat fast after hearing this.
The skills he currently possesses include only the first half of top-notch martial arts such as "The Changsheng Fist Sutra" and "The Pure Yang Wuji Gong" which are able to directly point to the way of cultivating the spirit.
"The Secret of the Martial Spirit" is a method of spiritual cultivation that can be practiced by low-level warriors. It is somewhat different from the real spiritual cultivation martial arts.
If Qiao Mu wants to make further progress in martial arts, he will be connected with Wu Ji sooner or later.
"Where can we find Xing Xuan Envoy of Wu Ji Society?" Qiao Mu asked directly, no longer hiding anything.
"Haven't you already practiced the Martial Spiritual Rhinoceros Art? People who have practiced the Martial Spiritual Rhinoceros Art can naturally sense each other vaguely. Why are you still asking me?"
The fake captain chuckled, used his lightness skills, and quickly disappeared in the dark alley.
Qiao Mu did not chase after her because from the brief conversation, he got some important information about the Saint Wu Qingxin.
Rather than chasing after the mysterious storyteller from Tingchao Tower, Qiao Mu was more concerned about the safety of the saintly lady Wu Qingxin.
"I must take Wu Qingxin's first blood. I can't let anyone else from the Wu Ji Society snatch it away."
He walked out of the alley, closed his eyes lightly, and secretly practiced the magic formula of Wu Sheng Ling Xi Jue.
The vague intuition, which sometimes worked and sometimes didn't, became a little clearer at this moment, guiding Qiao Mu to a certain place in the west.
What surprised Qiumu was that at that location, there were several people who could be vaguely sensed by him.
"The west should be where Xing Xuanshi and others from the Wu Ji Association are." Qiao Mu opened his eyes.
"The Star Envoy of the Wu Ji Association has gathered experts to hunt down the Saintess Wu Qingxin?"
This thought flashed through Qiao Mu's mind, and then he looked towards the Xuantian Temple in the north.
There was no intuitive sense of the direction of Xuantian Temple
This means that the current Saint Wu Qingxin may no longer be in Xuantian Temple.
"While I was listening to a story, the Saint suddenly ran away? It's my fault that I was on guard against the Martial Spiritual Rhinoceros Art. I was always afraid that the Saint Wu Qingxin's intuition would sense it. Otherwise, I would have sensed it when she left Xuantian Temple."
Qiao Mu walked out of the alley and headed west according to his vague intuition.
When walking on the road, I heard passers-by looking nervous and talking about something.
"I heard that the Saint of the Immortal Sect has had her status revoked?"
"Did the fairy make a mistake? Was she punished by the higher-ups?"
"I was saying that. The Qiao Pifu from two days ago didn't look like a bad guy, but he was burned to death by the Saintess of Xuantian Sect at the gate of the Taoist temple..."
"So that means that Qiao Pifu is a truly chivalrous man? I just saw someone telling his story in a book, and he was chased away by the head of the police."
"I knew that anyone who could say something like that must be a heroic figure!"
“Justice is in the heart of the people”
The people were talking about it so much that Qiumu, who was about to hurry on his way, couldn't help but stop and listen to them play a few more words.
Qiao Mu did not expect that he would suddenly be rehabilitated and public opinion would reverse.
He felt a little relieved after hearing this.
After all, he died for the people. Although his life was not valuable and his tolerance for pain was far beyond that of ordinary people... But being burned to death was certainly not a pleasant experience.
However, the reason for the reversal of public opinion made him feel a little uncomfortable.
Qiao Pifu was burned to death, but some people still stood on the side of the Immortal Gate, and there were obviously more people who spoke well of the Immortal Gate.
Now the direction of public opinion has changed, and it is actually because the attitude of the Immortal Sect has changed, and the Immortal Sect has revoked Wu Qingxin's status as a saint
His heart sank slightly and he prepared to leave.
But just after walking a few steps away, the people continued to discuss:
"Justice is in the heart of the people, and the immortals in the immortal sect are indeed all very perceptive. Even if the saint of the immortal sect made a mistake and burned Qiao Pifu alive in the street for pleading for the people, Xuantian Sect would decisively expel the saint from the immortal sect."
"The immortal is very perceptive and can handle things impartially. He is truly not an ordinary person..."
Qiao Mu was stunned when he heard this.
He opened his mouth to argue, but couldn't think of anything to say for a moment, and in the end he could only walk away silently.
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Following his intuitive feeling, Qiumu came all the way to the west of the city.
Before leaving, he secretly went to the house he had rented before and took away all the silver that Wang Songhe had given him.
The place where my intuition guides me is an inn.
What was unusual was that the door of the inn was tightly closed, and there were several big men with swords on their waists guarding the door.
Qiao Mu's intuition guided him right inside this inn.
He thought for a moment, then walked forward, and was immediately stopped by the big man at the door.
"The inn is closed today. Can't you see the door is closed? Let's go somewhere else."
"I am your master's guest." Qiao Mu said directly.
The two big men looked at each other, but did not let down their guard:
"You know our master, but do you know our master's name?"
"Is it okay to say this in a place like this?" Qiao Mu looked around deliberately, and when he saw that there was no one around, he slowly said:
"Your master is Xing Xuan from Wu Ji Society----"
Just when he was halfway through his words, the two big men's faces changed drastically, and they used their eyes to signal Qiao Mu to shut up immediately.
Damn it, there are still Xuantian Sect cultivators in this Heyang City. How dare this person say this directly? Isn't he afraid of bringing trouble upon himself
At this time, a voice came from inside:
"Let him in."
After hearing that, the two big men opened the door. Qiao Mu walked into the inn and found that there were already seven or eight customers in the lobby, each sitting at a table.
One of them was a middle-aged sturdy man, a swordsman in white, who had obviously also practiced the "Martial Spirit Holy Rhinoceros Art". When Qiao Mu just came in, he raised his eyes and looked at him, then quickly looked away.
"The eighth person has arrived, and he seems to be... a fourth-rank?" The white-robed swordsman smiled.
“Although I have never seen him, he has also practiced the Martial Spiritual Rhinoceros Technique, so I think he is not an ordinary person.”
As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of the others looking at Qiao Mu changed slightly.
Those who can practice "Martial Spirit Holy Rhinoceros Secret" are all martial artists with extraordinary character. They have the possibility to embark on the path of spiritual cultivation and achieve the upper third level.
The swordsman who looked to be about fifty years old and was sitting at the same table with Qiao Mu also nodded to Qiao Mu.
"Brother, it seems that you are not from the Wu Ji Society. Are you here to practice spiritual skills like me?" The middle-aged swordsman took the initiative to speak.
He was a fourth-rank warrior, and had already seen that Qiao Mu was at the same fourth-rank level as him and was quite powerful, so he took the initiative to talk to him.
"Yeah." Qiao Mu nodded pretentiously.
"Brother, you are probably about sixty years old. At your age, you still look full of energy and blood. You shouldn't be too weak. You must have practiced some advanced internal martial arts."
The life span of a warrior is not much longer than that of an ordinary person.
The reason why Qiao Mu’s vitality and blood did not decline at the age of sixty was not due to ordinary internal martial arts, but to the Changsheng Fist that he had already achieved some success.
In the eyes of a swordsman, this is naturally a sign of superior internal strength.
"The martial arts I practiced was also a superior martial arts technique obtained from the Wu Ji Association... Unfortunately, I only have half of it." The swordsman lowered his voice and said:
"If you want to get the second half of the Soul Refining Method, you have to deal with the Wu Ji Association."
After hearing this, Qiao Mu suddenly realized that this swordsman was in a similar situation as him, both lacked further skills.
"Could it be that Wu Jihui did this on purpose?" he asked in a low voice:
"The first half of the superior technique can be obtained at a relatively low price, but the second half is in their hands. If you want to make further progress, you have to work for them?"
The swordsman was slightly startled, but still replied:
"Why would Wu Ji easily share the skills he has snatched with others? Isn't this normal?"
"Besides, since the establishment of the Wu Ji Conference, the martial arts world today is very different from the martial arts world of the past."
"Martial artists like you and me can obtain superior skills from the Wu Ji Association through our own means. This was simply impossible in the martial arts world in the past."
Qiao Mu also felt that it made sense.
"Perhaps, this is the reason why a sixth-rank martial artist like Guo Yan from the Wu Ji Association can also obtain half of the Pure Yang Wuji Gong." Qiao Mu guessed.
In the old martial arts world, Chunyang Wuji Gong was the Wudang sect's unique martial art, and only a few true disciples of the Wudang sect could practice it.
The Martial Saint broke the door to the old martial arts world and snatched the secret manuals from the famous sects. From then on, the members of the Wu Ji Club could obtain these top martial arts techniques at a low price.
The swordsman sighed:
"In the past, the best techniques were held as treasures by the major martial arts sects. Even disciples with lesser qualifications were unwilling to be taught the core techniques."
"Half of a superior martial arts book is actually more than enough."
“Even if you give martial artists the best techniques in the world, most people won’t be able to reach a very advanced level.”
"There is no shortcut to martial arts training. Martial artists like you and me who can achieve the fourth-grade training power have all gone through years of hard training. How can ordinary martial artists have such perseverance?"
"Indeed, it took me decades of hard training to get to where I am now." Qiao Mu nodded.
After chatting with the swordsman for a few words, he became a little impatient and asked when they would set out to hunt the Saint Wu Qingxin.
The swordsman in white seemed to be the leader among the crowd and responded:
"Except for the Star Mysterious Envoy who has not yet appeared, we need to wait for two more people to arrive, especially the fourth-rank master who has been famous for twenty years, the Soul-Snatching Hand Xu Cheng. I think we can set off now."
"With ten fourth- to fifth-rank masters, it should be no problem for them to eliminate the Saintess Wu Qingxin."
Still waiting
Qiao Mu glanced at the customers around him and frowned:
"With a team like ours, let alone hunting down a Saintess Wu Qingxin, even if we break into the residence of Magistrate Lou in this city, we have a good chance of escaping unscathed, right? Why should we wait?"
"Another stubborn warrior." The middle-aged man who also practiced the "Martial Spirit Holy Rhinoceros Art" looked a little impatient at this time:
"Wu Qingxin is not only the Saint of the Immortal Sect, but she was also a disciple of the Martial Saint. How could she be weak?"
"She is now practicing both immortal and martial arts. Even though she is no longer a saint, she is still extraordinary. For example, Wu Qingxin is good at the talisman technique, the bone-eroding fire talisman. For us warriors, it is completely impossible to resist it. We can only use light skills to dodge it."
"Is it that powerful?" Qiao Mu didn't quite believe it.
He was still at the sixth rank before he was burned to death. Now, after sixteen years of hard training, he has reached the fourth rank and feels that his strength has greatly improved.
"Ignorance." The middle-aged man shook his head.
"A few days ago, the Saintess Wu Qingxin burned a warrior to death at the gate of the Taoist temple with the Bone-Eroding Fire Talisman!"
"The warrior who was burned to death, Qiao Pifu, was no ordinary warrior. It is said that he was once a high-level warrior who had achieved success in spiritual cultivation. But in front of the talisman fire, he still died."
“...Really?” Qiao Mu was obviously surprised.
"You are ignorant, aren't you?" the strong man sneered:
"It is said that Qiao Pifu has a mysterious hidden family behind him. He is not an ordinary warrior at all. He even insulted the emperor and was able to get out of prison unscathed. His background is stronger than iron... But even such a person was burned to ashes in a fire."
Seeing Qiao Mu's shocked expression, the sturdy man felt that he had benefited greatly.
Just as he was about to continue speaking, he saw a blurry shadow flash by. It turned out to be a mysterious man wearing a black robe and a black star mask on his face.
"Xingxuan Envoy."
"Your Excellency." These people immediately bowed their heads in greeting.
"No need to wait, let's set off immediately. Saint Wu Qingxin is no longer in this city." Xing Xuan Envoy said directly:
"The other three, including the famous soul-snatching master Xu Cheng, are lying in ambush outside the city to stop Wu Qingxin."
"In addition... there are three more?" The white-clothed swordsman was stunned, and he realized that there was something wrong with the number of people.