Around noon.
Qiao Mu and others went to an inn beside the official road to rest temporarily.
Almost all of them were warriors of the fifth rank or above, but even if they had the fifth rank of internal strength, they were still mortal bodies, so they would naturally get hungry and tired, and the same was true for the horses.
The nine people in the group were not familiar with each other. Except for the unidentified Star Envoy, most of them were meeting for the first time, so they didn't talk much.
After eating and drinking his fill, Qiao Mu took some food and walked out of the inn. After waiting quietly for a while, he heard a rustling sound in the grass, and the little cat poked its head out of the grass to look at him.
"It really followed him out of the city. I couldn't get rid of it even on horseback? That's right, it is a demon cat after all."
The little cat was full and did not go far away this time. Instead, it jumped behind Qiao Mu and landed in his shadow. Its figure gradually turned into a black shadow until it disappeared completely.
"Hiding in the shadows? What a strange ability..." Qiao Mu was a little envious.
Monsters have their own special abilities, cultivators have diverse methods, and only warriors are getting beaten.
When we walked back to the inn, the other people had finished their meal and were resting.
The bearded swordsman who had talked to Qiao Mu before, while taking a break, chose a table in the corner and began to read a thread-bound book carefully.
"Is that swordsman reading a book?" Qiao Mu immediately became interested.
Warriors are not scholars. How can they take out books to read while chasing after the saint? So he took a few more glances.
The warrior's excellent eyesight allowed him to see the large characters on the cover of the thread-bound book at a glance.
Chrysanthemum Acupuncture
Qiao Mu immediately perked up.
He had no other hobbies in his life except showing off his talent in front of others and learning martial arts secrets.
"Acupressure Kung Fu? I haven't practiced this yet." Qiao Mu thought for a moment and decided to step forward.
"Old Hu, are you reading the secret book? So diligent?" Qiao Mu went over to try to get close to him.
"... .Hmm." The swordsman Lao Hu looked up at Qiao Mu in slight surprise, then hummed and subconsciously raised the book in his hand, as if he didn't want Qiao Mu to see the contents of the book.
mean... .
Qiao Mu also knew that most martial arts masters in this world were very fond of their martial arts secrets.
Although the Martial Saint broke the gates of the major martial arts sects and collected many martial arts secrets, he was unable to change the concepts of the martial arts masters.
So it’s actually quite normal that Lao Hu doesn’t want him to see the content.
"Old Hu, you and I are different from them. We are not members of the Wu Ji Association. We are just wanderers who come here to practice spiritual skills."
Qiao Mu smiled and said:
"Since both you and I are blocked by the Wu Ji Society in terms of martial arts secrets, why don't we exchange the martial arts secrets we have?"
"I won't take advantage of you. I can also exchange your copy of 'Chrysanthemum Acupuncture Point Pressing Hand' for a technique of similar level. How about that?"
Qiao Mu is now already a fourth-grade martial artist, and not just an ordinary fourth-grade martial artist, but a fourth-grade martial artist with special powers. Therefore, for every martial art he has mastered, he has practiced hard for many years and is extremely familiar with it.
As long as he is given a certain amount of time, he can directly copy the martial arts secrets from his mind word for word, so this suggestion was made.
Unexpectedly, after he said this, Old Hu's face became even more surprised.
"You want to exchange your martial arts secret book for the one I have?" he was surprised.
"Yes, I haven't seen the secret book of acupoint pressing kung fu yet. Are you willing?" Qiao Mu asked.
"I am willing..." Old Hu had a half-smile on his face. He didn't say much and generously handed the thread-bound book in his hand to Qiao Mu.
"So generous? We are indeed of the same mind..." Qiao Mu glanced at the books and was stunned.
There aren't many words on this secret book, it's almost entirely pictures, and the contents of these pictures are...
"'Chrysanthemum Acupoint Pressing'? Isn't this a pornographic picture?" Qiao Mu's voice was a little louder, attracting the attention of several people around him.
"Of course not." The bearded swordsman Lao Hu said seriously:
"This secret book is a book on sex techniques. Isn't it clearly written in the name?"
arbor:
While on the way to hunting down the Saint Wu Qingxin, he took time out of his busy schedule to take a look at the secret book of sexual techniques
This old Hu has thick eyebrows, big eyes and a beard. He is already in his fifties, but I didn't expect that he is not an ordinary person.
It makes people wonder if this person has other purposes in hunting down the Saint Wu Qingxin.
Thinking of this, Qiao Mu unconsciously moved a little further away.
The bearded swordsman seemed to notice the change in Qiao Mu's eyes, so he explained kindly:
"In fact, things are not what you think."
"You have also seen those arrogant people in Heyang City who do not consider themselves human beings, right?"
"I, Old Hu, was thinking, since we martial artists can't beat the immortals, is the root of the problem because martial artists have a short lifespan?"
"Since life span is short, perhaps we can pass on our skills to the next generation."
"Sons give birth to sons, grandsons give birth to grandsons, and the descendants are endless."
"As long as this skill is passed down from generation to generation and improved step by step, perhaps one day we can really develop the martial arts to a level that can rival the immortal way."
Qiao Mu was stunned when he heard this. He was almost shocked by Lao Hu's lofty ideals. It took him a while to come back to his senses:
"Is this why you study the art of sex?"
Old Hu said confidently:
"Although I am not good at the art of sex, if this art is spread, it may help the people of Da Yan to multiply."
"For the sake of the people of the world, I am willing to put in this hard work."
"Since you are so good at the art of sex, you must have many children, right?" Qiao Mu said this casually.
Unexpectedly, when Old Hu heard this, he was stunned, and after a long while he sighed:
"It is said that raising children is a way to prepare for old age, but once your children grow up, it is another story..."
"..." Qiao Mu was stunned. Although he was over 60 years old, this topic was indeed beyond the scope, so he abruptly changed the subject:
"Do you have any other martial arts secrets? Maybe we can exchange them and share what we have? Besides the art of sex?"
"Yes." Old Hu was about to speak when he saw Envoy Xing Xuan coming over.
"Except for the Soul-Catcher Xu Cheng, the remaining two Ruan brothers who had not yet arrived were also burned to ashes by Wu Qingxin."
"But before the Ruan brothers died, they found out the direction for us." Envoy Xingxuan said:
"Deep in this forest, there is a Guojia Village, known as... the Saint Girl Village."
... .
Deep in the mountains.
Wu Qingxin's face was as gloomy as water, and he rode on a big paper crane to escape into the distance.
In her hand, a jade talisman was shining, showing the last message from the elder of Xuantian Sect to her.
"Of the fifty great ways, forty-nine are derived from Heaven, and only one is hidden by man."
"Wu Qingxin, although you were expelled from the sect and lost your status as a saint because of your mistakes, any hardship is a test."
"As long as you can rush to the Xuantian Sect deep in the Qingming Mountains, you can become my Xuantian Sect disciple. The sect will naturally still open its doors to you."
Wu Qingxin's face darkened slightly, and he unconsciously exerted force with his hands, almost crushing the jade talisman.
"What glimmer of hope... How can there be any glimmer of hope after leaving Xuantian Temple?"
"Perhaps... the Immortal Sect has never considered me as one of their own."
As a disciple of the Martial Saint and the Holy Maiden of the Xuantian Sect, she has attracted quite a lot of attention over the years.
Once she leaves the city, what awaits her is the full-scale attack by Wu Ji Society.
How easy is it to rush all the way to the Xuantian Sect
Not to mention, the people of Xuantian Sect also took away some of the protective magic tools that the sect had previously bestowed on the Saint Girl...
"I think Xuantian Sect is unreliable. If I can get to the Holy Maiden Village in the mountains, there may be a glimmer of hope."
Wu Qing thought to himself.
Over the years, she has never left Xuantian Temple, but she has sent the temple's Taoist priest Wu Nu to quietly build a small temple in a remote mountain village.
In this small temple, she is the holy lady of the immortal sect, whom people worship.
Privately building a temple in the countryside and worshipping one's own statue is naturally a violation of the rules of the immortal sect.
So she could only act secretly. In the many years since she joined the Immortal Sect, she had never arrived at this small mountain village.
“With the help of the long-stored incense and vows in the Saint Maiden Village, if I can break through to the foundation-building stage in one fell swoop, this is the real chance of survival.”
"If it works, it won't be too late to return to the sect then."
Immortal sect disciples in the Qi Refining Stage are not yet extraordinary and their bodies are relatively weak. If they have not practiced for a long time, there is indeed a possibility that they will be defeated by ordinary warriors in close combat.
Wu Qingxin studied martial arts in his early years and was a disciple of the Martial Saint. He was originally a fourth-rank martial artist. If he were placed in the martial arts world, he would be considered a master. He felt that he was not afraid of close combat and did not have this weakness.
"As long as the person who comes is not a Martial Saint... or a Martial Saint disciple who ranks higher than me."
Although Wu Qingxin had already made up her mind, after careful consideration, she still felt an inexplicable sense of fear in her heart.
"Is it my intuition... my instinct to sense danger?"
Since she turned to cultivating immortality, she no longer practiced the "Martial Spirit Holy Rhinoceros Secret", but her intuition was still sharp.
"Could it be that the Martial Saint has really arrived?"
She had defected from the Wu Ji Society many years ago and had not seen the Martial Saint again in all these years, but the fear that the Martial Saint had planted in her heart when she was young had not subsided.
"The intuitive perception of the Martial Saint's Secret is two-way. If the Martial Saint also came to this Southern Province and was heading towards me, then my intuition would also be sensitive..."
Wu Qingxin had already mastered the "Martial Saint Spirit Secret" many years ago. Based on her experience, she could naturally sense the existence of the Martial Saint.
So here comes the question.
If he wasn't the Martial Saint, then where did this inexplicable feeling of fear come from
While he was thinking, there was a hissing sound of breaking through the air.
A huge arrow surrounded by a sharp aura broke through the air and instantly pierced the paper crane under her.
Without the paper crane, she could only fall downwards.
A hundred steps away, the fourth-rank strongman "Thunder Hand" retracted his bow, with a slightly pleased look on his face.
"Chase!"
Qiao Mu and the others were all masters of internal strength at level five or above. With the burst of internal strength, the distance of a hundred steps was only a matter of moments.
But what greeted them was a ball of red flames that grew in the wind.
Wu Qingxin, who had fallen from the sky, had already stood in the air on his flying sword, looking down at them silently, and a talisman ignited when it encountered the wind.
"Bone-Erosion Fire Talisman, go!"
The sudden flames grew with the wind and enveloped the people in an instant.
Unlike Mingyue, the female cultivator who was a follower of the saint that Qiao Mu had met before, the talisman fire cast by Wu Qingxin moved extremely quickly, spreading to the surrounding area of dozens of meters in the blink of an eye.
"hide!"
For ordinary warriors, this talisman fire is extremely difficult to deal with. Once it touches them, even if they don't die, they will at least have their arms broken.
As soon as Wu Qingxin's talisman fire appeared, it covered an area of dozens of meters, causing the people with poorer lightness skills to be immediately burned by the fire.
When faced with the immortal cultivator's bone-eating fire, the only option for a warrior is to hide.
And those who dared to hunt down Wu Qingxin, the disciple of the Martial Saint, naturally all had their own methods.
The white-clad swordsman Yumian Feilong was the best at light skills among them. His body was as agile as a dragon. He tapped the trees in the forest a few times and used the force to avoid the swift fire in the air.
And Qiumu’s method... is to charge!
Not only did he not dodge, he also pushed the stunned swordsman Lao Hu beside him out of the range of the flames, and at the same time slashed forward with his sword, and the fierce sword pressure suppressed the fire.
And that ray of red flame silently wrapped around his right arm holding the sword.
"Shadow Step: Demon Disintegration!"