"Can I get him to repay my life and death with just half of the "Eternal Fist Manual"? Should I give him something else?" Qiao Canxue even felt a little uneasy.
Thinking of this, Qiao Canxue had an idea.
The Qiao family had once produced a master who lived to be a hundred years old, and their foundation was much stronger than that of ordinary sects. In fact, she could recite more than just the half of the "Eternal Fist Sutra" passed down in the family.
Chapter 13 I Hope You Live
In a small house deep in the alley.
Qiao Mu held in his hand a booklet that Qiao Canxue had just written out, and read out the words on the cover:
"The Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique?"
"Yes. This is one of the martial arts secrets collected by my Qiao family. It is a life-or-death method." Qiao Canxue explained:
"This secret method is extremely strange. It can unleash the potential of the human body in an instant, even at the cost of self-mutilation, and can instantly increase the internal strength by more than double."
"Of course, first you have to cultivate your inner strength before you can use this Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique."
"I am thinking that you are going to enter the City Lord's Mansion, which will most likely be a life-and-death situation, so I am teaching you this 'Devil Disintegration Method'," said Qiao Canxue.
"Oh, you think that I have extraordinary talent and extraordinary bones, and can cultivate internal strength at any time, so you teach it to me in advance?" Qiao Mu became excited.
Qiao Canxue was silent for a moment.
"This has nothing to do with qualifications." Qiao Canxue thought again of what happened outside the teahouse in the inner city area.
Although she was at the scene, she only heard various noises and discussions, and could only hear the whole story from Qiao Mu afterwards.
"Qiao Mu, you act in a way that is quite reminiscent of the ancient knights. This kind of mentality is in line with martial arts, so your progress in martial arts is likely to be faster than that of ordinary people." Qiao Canxue only said half of his words.
The remaining half of the sentence is: Such people often die faster than others.
Of course, if she told him everything, Qiumu would probably be happier.
Qiao Canxue sighed slightly:
"The so-called chivalrous spirit is actually a legacy of the ancient times."
"Ever since the disastrous defeat of the Martial Saint in the Alien War, the entire Great Yan Dynasty has gone from prosperity to decline, and the backbone of the warriors has also been broken."
"Today's martial artists only know how to kill people for treasures and kill entire families... The so-called chivalrous spirit has become a thing of the past."
"So I wouldn't be too surprised if you developed internal strength recently."
"Of course, this 'Demon Disintegration Technique' is a self-destructive survival secret method. You must never use it. Once you use it, you will probably lose half your life even if you don't die, and your meridians may be severely damaged."
Is there such a good thing
Qiao Mu was immediately overjoyed when he heard this.
As long as he has the inner strength, and masters the method of disintegrating the devil, his efficiency in seeking death will surely be very high!
But at this time, Qiao Canxue frowned. She seemed to notice that Qiao Mu's mood was somewhat different from what she expected.
"Qiao Mu, I gave you this "Demon Disintegration Technique" not because I want you to risk your life with this secret technique."
"This is a secret method to survive from death. It is definitely not a method of self-mutilation or desperate struggle."
"I hope you survive." Qiao Canxue closed his eyes and said solemnly.
As the only survivor of the Qiao family massacre, Qiao Canxue certainly knows the preciousness of life.
Wu Ji would kill others for the sake of his martial arts, but in the eyes of her, a survivor of a family massacre, human life is much more important than any martial arts.
This is also one of the reasons why she taught her family martial arts to Qiao Mu.
"I understand." Qiao Mu nodded, suppressed his excitement, and suddenly said, thinking of something:
"Otherwise, you'd better leave Yancheng. I slapped the city lord's son in the street and talked back to the city lord. I think I'm doomed."
"If you stay in Yancheng, you might be implicated."
Qiao Canxue's heart trembled. Qiao Mu didn't care about his own life or death, and spoke up for passers-by, but now he was worried that she would be implicated
Qiao Canxue said sternly, "Don't mention this matter again. At this point, how can I leave Yan City alone and let you face the wrath of the city lord alone?"
Qiao Mu said a few more words, but seeing that Qiao Canxue was stubborn and refused to listen, he had no other choice but to leave this issue for later.
Then he silently memorized this secret method, and soon new words appeared next to the Ouroboros Longevity Lock in his mind.
In the skill column, next to the originally lonely "Eternal Life Fist", there is now a new "Demon Disintegration Technique".
This secret technique appears in a grey and unusable state and can only be used after Qiao Mu has developed internal strength.
In the next half day, Qiao Mu practiced his skills silently, but he still didn't feel any energy.
Early the next morning.
As soon as the sky in the east began to turn pale, Qiao Mu stood up and prepared to go out.
Just as I reached the entrance of the alley, I heard footsteps behind me. It was Qiao Canxue walking towards me with a cane.
"Have you decided to go to the City Lord's Mansion?" she asked.
"Yes." Qiao Mu nodded.
Qiao Canxue didn't say anything. She stood at the entrance of the alley, closed her eyes and watched Qiao Mu walk out step by step.
It was still early morning, and dewdrops were still forming on the dark green moss at the corners of the walls in the deep alleys. A damp smell filled the air.
She heard Qiumu's footsteps getting farther and farther away, and occasionally his footsteps would step on the moss, and there would be the sound of tiny water droplets splashing.
But the sound gradually faded away and finally disappeared completely, leaving only silence in the alley in the morning.
Qiao Canxue stood there for a long time before turning around and going back to the house, leaning on his cane.
..
Qiao Mu walked out step by step, out of the alley and onto the street outside. His ears were filled with the noisy conversations of the city.
"Young Master Qiao, you are heading towards the inner city area. Are you really going to the City Lord's Mansion and join the Yancheng garrison?" asked a strange uncle who was selling sesame cakes on the street with a smile.
Yancheng is so small that what happened yesterday has spread throughout half of the city today.
"Young Master Qiao is extremely courageous. He has joined the army and is now valued by the city lord. He will surely become successful soon."
To stand out
Qiumu still prefers more heads falling off.
He nodded to the stranger who spoke to him and walked step by step towards the City Lord's Mansion.
Others only thought that he was highly regarded by the city lord and could easily get a position as a military officer, but they did not know that this line of work was a life-threatening one.
Of course, if it was really a life-or-death situation, Qiao Mu would ignore that glimmer of hope and forcibly change it into a death-or-nothing situation.
As he walked towards the inner city, many strangers greeted him and children followed him along the way. Qiao Mu was a little caught off guard by their enthusiasm.
However, by the time we reached the area surrounding the City Lord's Mansion, the excitement just now had completely disappeared.
The city lord's son has a reputation as a playboy, and even a child would know that he shouldn't hang around here.
The city lord's mansion is quite grand. In front of the vermilion gate are two majestic stone lions guarding the house. Several soldiers guarding the gate were dazzled when they saw Qiao Mu.
"Are you that Qiao Mu? You actually came here today."
Soon a soldier guarding the gate entered the mansion, and soon after an old man in gray came out.
"Qiao Mu? You are really brave." The old man in gray raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
He was the man who followed the city lord on the long street yesterday and suddenly jumped up and captured Qiao Mu.
"Follow me, to the military camp in the city."
As the old man in gray walked into the military camp, many soldiers looked up.
Among these soldiers, some were among the hundred riders who rode along the long street with the city lord yesterday. Now they also recognized Qiao Mu, a little celebrity in Yan City.
"Qiao Mu, with your bravery, you can be promoted to centurion in the Yancheng garrison. In the past, this position was only held by ninth-grade internal strength warriors."
"Work hard on your martial arts training. The city lord values you very much." The old man in gray patted Qiao Mu's shoulder and left.
He was the only one left standing there, facing the gazes of so many soldiers.
Chapter 14 These bandits must be eliminated!
"laugh!"
In the martial arts arena, Qiao Mu held a spear in his hand and stabbed it in front of his body like lightning, making a whistling sound that pierced the air.
After joining the Yancheng garrison, he practiced military spearmanship. There were not too many fancy techniques. He just practiced a few simple stabbing, chopping and slashing moves over and over again.
His heart sank as another line of "Military Gunmanship (Beginner's Guide)" appeared in the skill column in his mind.
When Qiao Mu joined the army as a sergeant, he naturally had to practice with weapons.
The reason why I chose a gun was mainly because I heard that since ancient times, gunners have been lucky E, which is easier to send and bring good luck.
After practicing in the martial arts arena for a few days, Qiao Mu had a rough idea of his martial arts aptitude.
An average person, or above average, with a high EQ, a big cup.
A little talent, but not much.
As for the character that Qiao Canxue mentioned, that is another matter.
His progress in practicing shooting was not much better than that of other ordinary soldiers. He relied solely on the 500 kilograms of strength in his arms to wield the weapon properly.
"When can I die?" Qiao Mu was a little absent-minded.
He was expecting a high-quality death.
When Qiao Mu was practicing shooting, some soldiers also looked at him sideways, but most of them had a little disappointment in their eyes.
At that time, the city lord led a hundred cavalrymen to trample the long street, but Qiao Mu was alone, grabbing the neck of the city lord's son and forcing the city lord to bow his head and apologize...
Although these soldiers were under the command of the city lord Guo Yan, the scene at that time did leave a deep impression on them.
The name of the young hero Qiao Mu is quite famous in Yancheng.
After spending the past few days together, the soldiers feel that the reputation is not worthy of the reputation.
They observed with curiosity at first, but the more they observed, the more they felt that it was nothing special.
"I see that this person is ordinary, and it seems that he has never practiced with weapons? He joined the army, but only started learning now?"
"Come to think of it, Qiao Mu has only practiced his strength to the limit, and has not yet developed his inner strength. How can he be a centurion?"
"It's easy to fight ordinary people with the limit of strength, but if you are on the battlefield, without the protection of internal energy, the limit of strength is just a flesh and blood body, and it's easy to die."
"Fake reputation is useless in the army. Qiao Mu is famous only because he is stubborn enough to capture the city lord's son, right? If it weren't for the city lord's generosity, he wouldn't have survived."
"The fighting between ordinary warriors and the fighting on the battlefield of the army are two different things. How many life-and-death battles has he experienced?"
There are nine ranks of warriors in this world.
The so-called nine grades are not just a division of realm and strength, but also a division of official ranks in the Great Yan court.
If a ninth-rank warrior joins the imperial court and serves the country, he can receive a ninth-rank salary, which is equivalent to half a ninth-rank military officer in status.
If a first-rank warrior defected to the imperial court, his status would be almost that of a first-rank official.
Although they are different from military officers who truly hold power, they are still officials after all, equivalent to high-level thugs supported by the court.
The centurions of Yancheng's soldiers are often ninth-rank warriors.
Qiao Mu had not yet practiced his skills, and he was also somewhat famous in Yan City, so he stood out among these soldiers.
On the small building next to the martial arts arena, there were two pairs of eyes looking into the distance at Qiao Mu who was practicing with shooting.
"This person is really disappointing." The old man in gray shook his head and sighed.
"Back then, when he faced the might of the city lord on the long street in the inner city, he did not retreat even a step. I thought he might be some young martial arts genius, so he was so outstanding."
“Looking at it again today, it’s nothing more than that, mere courage of flesh and blood.” The old man in gray shook his head.
"Captain Chu, this man is the young and nagging Qiao Mu from a few days ago. You should know what the city lord means." said the old man in gray.
As the confidant of the city lord Guo Yan, he is often responsible for delivering messages.
Captain Chu next to him was an eighth-rank military officer in the garrison barracks, and also an eighth-rank warrior.
"I understand." Captain Chu smiled and asked tentatively: