Kill me a few more times and I'll be invincible

Chapter 376

Qiao Mu walked on the main street of Yancheng and glanced at the old houses on both sides of the street.

For Yancheng, after just two years, the changes are not big.

But in Qiao Mu's memory, it lasts for thousands of years.

The civilians living in the outer city may have moved in and out differently due to the famine, but the houses in the city are not much different and are still the same as in Qiao Mu's memory.

He strolled into a noodle shop on the roadside, sat down at the Eight Immortals table facing the street, and ordered a bowl of longevity noodles.

"Guest, you are so blessed. We only make ten bowls of longevity noodles a day, just to celebrate the birthday of the birthday boy..." The shop owner chattered beside him:

"Let's take longevity noodles. The longer the noodles, the longer they will last. You can't bite them off, you have to use chopsticks..."

Why don't I remember this saying... Qiao Mu ignored the shopkeeper's nagging, just lowered his head and frowned, sometimes looking up at the people passing by on the street.

This longevity noodle bar is indeed what locals eat when celebrating their birthdays, symbolizing a long life.

In the past, every time Qiao Mu died and was reborn, he would order a bowl of longevity noodles at Yancheng Noodle House to simply celebrate his birthday, which happened every few days.

But later on, perhaps because he died too frequently and too quickly, this habit was broken.

Just as he lowered his head and snarled his face, a black and muscular man walked out of the store. It was Zhang Kui, the bandit.

After Zhang Kui and Qiao Mu entered Yancheng, they divided into two groups. Qiao Mu went to find his old subordinates, and Zhang Kui also went to find his former accomplices and went to the city lord's mansion.

Wang Songhe became the King of the South. After leaving Yancheng, he handed over the position of city lord to a bandit henchman under his command.

Qiao Mu asked Lao Huang to find out, and Zhang Kui asked his former companions to find out, but after going round and round, they got back together.

"I didn't expect that the boss would actually become the King of the South..." Bandit Zhang Kui sighed.

The statement he heard here was consistent with what Lao Huang said: Wang Songhe became the King of the South because he deliberately did it.

However, the bandit Zhang Kui still felt surprised: This Wang Songhe was not an ordinary bandit. He used to be the minister of the dynasty who carried the coffin and died to remonstrate. How could such an upright person be collaborating with the Immortal Sect now?

In Wang Songhe's heart, the so-called mountain bandits are the bandits who broke the mountain. It can be said that the two are irreconcilable, how can they still come together?

"Cooperating with the Immortal Sect is tantamount to seeking the skin of a tiger, which is easier said than done?" Qiao Mu also shook his head:

"In the cultivation of immortality, it will be difficult if there is no incense and aspiration. Wang Songhe wants to join the immortal sect and seek wealth and wealth in danger. This idea may be true... but the immortal sect is not a fool."

In the past few years, Qiao Mu has fought against all the major immortal sects, and has died countless times, so he naturally knows how vast the immortal path is.

When Qiao Mu left Nanzhou, Wang Songhe had not yet laid its foundation.

Immortal cultivation is slower and requires years of accumulation. It means breaking through the sky. In the past two years, it has reached the foundation building stage at most.

Going up further, it is almost impossible to pass without entering the fairy gate and being stained with incense.

Therefore, Wang Songhe used his cultivation in the foundation-building period to compete with the Xuantian Sect of the Immortal Sect in order to seek wealth and wealth despite danger... This courage is indeed admirable, but the possibility of success is indeed slim.

Qiao Mu expressed cautious optimism.

"Indeed." Bandit Zhang Kui said:

"There are twists and turns in this matter. It is best to ask the boss face to face to find out what he is thinking. Others' reports may not be accurate."

Qiao Mu also nodded:

"If there is any news about Wang Songhe, you can go to Taoyuan Villa to look for Qiao Xin."

Bandit Zhang Kui was surprised: "According to Mr. Qiao, are you ready to leave?"

"Not bad." Qiao Mu said:

"What happened to King Nan is true, and it was Wang Songhe's voluntary choice. I know this is enough."

"Next, I have one more important thing to do. I have to leave Nanzhou for the time being and go explore the Sword Tomb in Southeast State."

That day when Qiao Mu led the soldiers and civilians of the desert to leave the Baili Desert, the sword banished the immortal and transformed himself into a sword, but the sword body was snatched away by the Qingzhuo elder.

Later, Qiao Mu once promised Mujian Sanren Lu Yanbei that one day in the future, he would go to the mountain gate of Daodao Sect and personally take back the stone sword that the sword banished to the immortal.

If the divine sword spoken by the headmaster of Yunxiao Sect is really the sword that banishes immortals...

This matter is either a trap by the Dao Dao Sect, or the Sword Banishing Immortal has temporarily escaped the control of Qingzhuo Zhenren.

This matter should be done sooner rather than later!

Since what happened to King Nan is true and Wang Songhe volunteered, he couldn't figure out where Wang Songhe was for a while.

Then Qiao Mu's top priority naturally falls on the Southeast State Divine Sword.

Suck it...

Qiao Mu finished talking about the noodles, drank the noodle soup in one gulp, strode out of the noodle shop, and went to the teahouse near the north gate.

At this time, the teahouse was quite quiet, with not many visitors in the lobby.

The former storyteller was not telling stories now, and was drinking tea to soothe his throat at the Eight Immortals table in the corner.

Seeing Qiao Mu coming over, the storyteller hurriedly stood up, his expression moving slightly.

"Are you from Tingchao Tower?" Qiao Mu asked softly.

"It's true that I can't escape the discernment of senior Qiao Xinxin..." The storyteller smiled lightly.

When he entered the city before, he listened to the storyteller telling stories at the city gate teahouse, and he felt that there was something extraordinary about this storyteller. Now when he asked about it, he found out...

Tingchao Tower is an anomaly in the martial arts world, and has gathered many strange people... Qiao Mu, who has been to Shiwanda Mountain in Southwest China and dealt with many monsters, has now come to his senses. This so-called strange person , I'm afraid most of them are half-blood and half-demon.

"I want to ask Tingchaolou about some things in the martial arts world." Qiao Mu took out a few coins and slapped them on the table.

When Taoyuan Villa was founded, Qiao Mu not only received secret books from Jianghu guests, but also some Jianghu guests were unwilling to give out their own secret books, but felt sorry for them, so they gave some gold and silver money as gifts.

"I heard that a magic sword that can speak human words appeared in the Sword Tomb in Southeast State. I want to find out about this. When the sword banished the immortal and turned into a sword in the desert of Zhongzhou, is this related to him? "

Although he had heard these things from the headmaster of the Yunxiao Sect, after all, the other party was the headmaster of the Xianmen Sect, so it was always right to be more cautious.

The storyteller did not reach out to take it.

He didn't dare to take the Qiao family's money, but he didn't dare not to take it either.

So he laughed and said:

"Why should Senior Qiao spend money on such a trivial matter? It's a simple effort."

"This divine sword that speaks human words is indeed true. As for whether this divine sword is related to the sword that banished immortals, I don't know...but the Dao Dao Sect's Yuanying Elder Qingzhuo Zhenren, this It's been happening in southeastern states for months."

"The martial arts people don't associate this divine sword with the sword to banish the immortal. After all, this divine sword appeared in the sword tomb. However, many people attribute this magical sword to the sword tomb."

"It seems that this divine sword has alarmed many people... Then this matter should be dealt with sooner rather than later. It should be done as soon as possible."

Qiao Mu thought.

He asked again:

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"This sword tomb is a martial arts sect?"

"How can there be any big sects in Kyushu now..." the storyteller said:

"This sword tomb is indeed famous. It has produced countless famous swords, and the most famous one was also used by senior Qiao Xinxin."

"This sword is the sword in the hand of the founding emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty... the Human King Sword!"

Qiao Mu raised his eyebrows and suddenly became interested:

"Tell me more about this sword tomb."

"Hundreds of years ago, there was a sword-making villa in Southeast Prefecture. The owner of the villa was not only a famous martial artist in the world, but also the best sword-making master in Kyushu."

"The reputation of the sword-making master spread far and wide, and there are naturally countless swords in this sword-making villa. Therefore, there is naturally an endless stream of people who go to the villa to pay homage to the mountain and seek swords."

"As the saying goes, pink flowers are reserved for beauties, and swords should be given to heroes. The owner of the villa is not a stingy person. He has made a rule that any swordsman in the martial arts world can come to the villa to ask for a sword."

"When a hero gets a sword that can cut iron like clay, he is naturally more powerful than a tiger; when a hero takes the lead in a sword, he can also become famous. The two complement each other."

"The owner of the villa does not care about good or evil, and only gives swords to sword masters, as long as the latter agree to one condition: when they grow old, their blood declines, they withdraw from the world, or even after death, they need to return the sword to the villa , buried in the sword tomb on the mountain, left as a gift to those who are destined. "

"It seems that Taizu Yan didn't return the sword." Qiao Mu suddenly interrupted.

The storyteller sneered:

"When the Taizu of this dynasty passed away, his sword was like the jade seal of the country, and it had become a national weapon of Great Yan. Even if the Great Yan royal family wanted to return it, the Sword Casting Villa would not dare to take it."

"In short, the original Sword Forging Villa and Sword Tomb were once famous in all of Kyushu. Although they were not martial arts sects, their reputation and influence were no less than those of Shaolin Wudang in the past..."

"This kind of villa really doesn't sound like it can last long." Qiao Murui commented.

"You've offended someone you shouldn't offend." The storyteller explained:

"There was a master who was the best in the world, and he called himself the Sword Demon. After the Sword Demon worshiped the mountain, he did not ask for a sword. Instead, he killed the owner of the Sword Making Villa, took away the owner's sword, and destroyed the entire sword making village. Villa.”

"And the other famous swords in the Sword Making Villa were also buried by him in the sword tomb in the mountain."

"As a result, the Sword Making Villa no longer exists, only the Sword Tomb still exists, and it has been hundreds of years."

Qiao Mu nodded.

Since the Sword Tomb is such a place, and Taizu Yan’s Human King Sword was once produced, it would be reasonable to produce another divine sword that can speak human words... right?

Anyway, other martial arts people did not think about this matter in the direction of sword banishment.

But he, who had watched the sword transform into an immortal with his own eyes, had different ideas.

Regardless of whether this matter is true or not... Since the birth of this divine sword has caused shock in the martial arts world, it is natural that we should get over it as soon as possible.

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After leaving the teahouse, Qiao Mu wandered alone in Yancheng.

He walked around the streets and alleys of the outer city where he used to live, and he also casually walked around from the main street in the inner city to the city lord's palace.

"Senior Qiao is leaving?" Bai Qingsi appeared quietly and looked at Qiao Mu intently.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Qiao family's deeds in recent years have become famous throughout the country.

Such a mythical figure in martial arts is closely related to her old Huang family, so she has great admiration in her heart.

"It's time to leave. If you want to study martial arts, you can go to Dongshan outside the city to find Taoyuan Villa. The Qiao family is waiting there." Qiao Mu said loudly.

He was not only saying this to Bai Qingsi, he was also using Bai Qingsi's mouth to say it to the other martial arts masters in Nanzhou.

Only by becoming famous can you recruit outstanding people.

Naturally, the more young talents like Bai Qingsi, the better.

Taoyuan Villa is a place to study martial arts. There are more talented people, so they can gather their wisdom and accelerate the progress of Jiuzhou martial arts.

The words have been said, and the old friend has been seen, so Qiao Mu naturally turned and left.

A fat cat jumped out of the shadows and jumped onto his shoulder, with its furry tail coiled around Qiao Mu's neck like a scarf.

A little Jingwei hovered low over his head, occasionally stopping on his shoulder, lowering its head to gently comb its feathers.

Bai Qingsi stared at Qiao Mu's back and watched him walk out of the city gate from afar.

She only felt that this person's figure was majestic, like a mountain, which made her thoughts surge and her heart surge.

This does not only refer to Qiao Mu's current martial arts cultivation, which is amazing and awe-inspiring; it also refers to the huge reputation accumulated by generations of Qiao family members.

When Qiao Mu entered the city two years ago, he was still a teenager.

When Qiao Mu returned two years later, he was already a giant in Jiuzhou martial arts.

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Southeast Province, Baichuan City.

Southeast Province, also known as Haizhou, is a place near the sea.

And Baichuan City, which means that all rivers flow into the sea, is the largest port in Southeast Province.

This place has a prosperous population and is also a large seaport. It has been a place where good and bad people mix since ancient times.

At this time, in Tianxiang Tower in Baichuan City.

Bang!

A big man with a leopard head and round eyes kicked open the door of Tianxiang Tower.

Along with the door of Tianxiang Tower, the madam of Tianxiang Tower and several thugs who were as strong as bulls fell down.

"You dare to move Tianxiang Tower, you have caused a big disaster!" The madam spit out blood, but her momentum was still undiminished, pointing at the big man who broke into the door and cursed.

This Tianxiang Tower is a famous brothel in the city. It can do such a big business in Baichuan City, so naturally there is no ordinary person behind it.

However, the leopard-headed, round-eyed man sneered, stepped into the door of Tianxiang Tower, and stepped on the old procuress.

"If it were normal times, I would not dare."

"But now the magic sword has appeared. If you get the magic sword, you can get the peerless swordsmanship, which is like a tiger with wings. Who would be afraid of your Tianxiang Tower?"

Behind the leopard-headed, round-eyed man, dozens of martial arts masters with bulging temples came together and surrounded the Tianxiang Tower.

"Search! That little beast is hiding here, we must search him out!"

In a room on the second floor of Tianxiang Tower.

A young man in white with a painful look on his face smiled bitterly at a stone sword on the table:

"Brother Jian, Brother Jian, I told you that this is a critical time, not the time to visit a brothel, but you insisted on coming... Now it's good."

"The situation is critical now, Brother Jian, can you teach me two more moves to help me escape the pursuers?"

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