NFBE Chapter 471
Chapter 471
With the martial arts left by the martial saint, Qiao Mu would not miss it.
The ultimate human transformation is not just a martial artist's method of flying.
The concept of this move is to adjust the physical body into the most suitable form for combat, which can go up to the sky and into the earth.
Back on Kuafu Mountain, Wu Shengren's ultimate transformation speed was extremely fast, and as the battle progressed, he continued to fine-tune and complete the faster and more explosive form.
As for the Flesh and Furnace·God-Man Transformation... it is a three-headed and six-armed god-man form that even a martial saint cannot control.
Such a move can be said to be contrary to Wu Shengren's early concept of "Flesh and Blood".
He has given up on the fine control of his physical body and now pursues "power" beyond his personal limits.
certainly.
The effect of these two moves "Zhiren Transformation" and "Shenren Transformation" on Qiao Mu is greater than the actual combat value of these two techniques themselves.
Because the reason why he traveled all the way from Xizhou to be the chief helmsman of Wujihui was related to the "Transformation of Gods and Humans".
Today, Wu Qizheng's life and death are still unknown.
According to the speculations of Qiao Mu and others, he wanted to control a flesh-and-blood god who could not be controlled even by the martial saint during his lifetime. The result would definitely not be achieved in three to five days.
If Qiao Mu can thoroughly understand "Shenren Transformation" and understand the principles of this move, then it may be helpful to Wu Qizheng.
Qiao Mu put down the two booklets that recorded "The Transformation of Gods and Humans" and "The Transformation of Ultimate Human Beings" in his hands.
He just scanned it briefly and remembered it in his mind.
To master, fully understand, and even thoroughly understand "The Transformation of Gods and Humans" may be a matter of years for him.
In reality, he may not have enough time, so he can leave it to his dream self to work harder.
"In addition to the parts created by Wu Shengren, there should be many modern martial arts techniques in the Wuji Hui arsenal left by the seventy-two sages."
Li Gongde continued to introduce:
Qiao Mu nodded: "Guwu is the cornerstone of Jinwu."
"But even a martial saint cannot master all the martial arts he plundered."
"This arsenal filled with the unique martial arts skills of the old era is the soil for the martial arts saint and the seventy-two sages to create new methods."
If the former is the soil, the latter is obviously the fruit.
Through speed reading, Qiao Mu can pocket the essence of the ancient martial arts in the Martial Arts Society's arsenal and keep it in his mind.
The same soil, in the hands of different people, will naturally produce different fruits.
Wu Shengren created his Taotie Martial Arts from the old martial arts skills, and Qiao Mu also has his "Qiao Family Magical Skills".
The soil is now in the arms of the trees.
He is naturally also very interested in other fruits watered by the Martial Saint and the Seventy-Two Sages.
But when he asked the librarian Wu Shushan for the exercises, Wu Shushan showed his hands.
"The part of the modern martial arts created by the seventy-two sages is no longer included in the arsenal here."
"Some of these cutting-edge martial arts are too dangerous, and some are extremely demanding. Almost only talented people can practice them themselves."
"If others practice it, they will only go crazy."
"It would be inappropriate to put it directly in the arsenal for others to read," Wu Shushan said.
Qiao Mu nodded.
It's okay not to say it, but after Wu Shushan said this, he became more interested in the martial arts created by these seventy-two sages.
"If the arsenal is not here, then where is it?" Qiao Mu asked again.
"You should ask Rixuan Envoy...or directly ask the Seventy-Two Sages who created the technique." When Wu Shushan said this, he also took out a pamphlet from his arms with a very kind expression:
"I see that you are a very fast reader, and you are one of my kind. If you want a secret book written by me, I can give it to you directly."
There are a few words written on the pamphlet.
"Light Kung Fu Racing into the Night"
"Who asked you?" Qiao Mu turned to look at Li Gongde behind him.
"Senior Qiao, wait a moment." Li Gongde was still smiling at first, but after he lowered his head and took out a jade talisman for communication, his expression gradually became serious.
Li Gongde came over in a hurry, with a complicated expression on his face:
"Senior Qiao Gui, when you entered the arsenal, many people in Wuji escaped."
Qiao Mu was slightly startled.
In fact, it makes sense when you think about it.
By this time, the news of Wu Shengren's death had almost reached the Wu Ji Association.
Wu Shengren is dead, and Wu Qiankun, the successor he once trained, died earlier.
Today's Wujihui is like the Jinchuriki who has been separated from the tailed beast, the Saiyan whose tail is caught, the esper with the sea stone, Ultraman without light...already... On the verge of falling apart.
If Qiao Mu still has a future, given the accumulation of Wu Jihui over the years, it will probably be able to survive for a long time.
But when the Qiao family, who are famous in the martial arts world, comes, it almost indicates that the Wuji Society is about to collapse, and this organization entrenched in the shadow of the Kyushu martial arts community is about to undergo a major liquidation.
"Most people who leave at this time have something wrong with them."
Wu Shushan put down the "Finger of the Condor" in his hand, shook his head slightly and sighed, then picked up another book "The Claw Hand of the Wave Dragon":
"If you are upright and are not afraid of slanting shadows, why should you be afraid of the Qiao family, which is famous in all of Jiuzhou?"
When Li Gongde heard this, his expression was a little complicated.
He said solemnly: "Among the people who left, there were not only the adopted sons and daughters of many martial saints, but also the Rixuan envoy 'Black Ri'."
"He also took away the 'First Sage'."
"Huh?" Qiao Mu looked up at him and narrowed his eyes.
"Hei Ri and I are exactly the same, and both hold important positions in the Wuji Association." Li Gongde continued:
"Martial Saint is dead. Naturally, no one here can suppress him. It is only natural that he should escape."
Li Gongde's face looked a little ugly.
He and Hei Ri were both casual cultivators who inherited the inheritance from the monks of the Gongde Sect.
He also served as an important official in the Wuji Association, and he was upright and correct.
Who would believe that there is no deeper relationship between the two?
And the escape of Hei Ri, the envoy of Rixuan, can be said to have put Li Gongde on the fire.
"The number one sage?" Qiao Mu was surprised.
"That is, the first of the seventy-two sages." Li Gongde continued:
"Martial Saint has always been very secretive about his existence, and even I don't know much about it."
"Rixuan Envoy Hei Ri's top priority, in addition to overviewing the overall situation of Wujihui's intelligence, is to protect the safety of the 'First Sage'."
"Let him protect you?" Qiao Mu felt that this matter was a bit strange:
"What kind of immortal cultivator is Hei Ri, the Rixuan envoy?"
A monk at the Nascent Soul stage is already powerful enough to serve as an elder in the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect, with a high position of authority.
Since Hei Ri, the Rixuan envoy, is in the Wuji Association, his cultivation level is not too high. Qiao Mu estimates that it is unlikely that he will reach the Nascent Soul stage.
"Golden elixir period." Li Gongde also understood what Qiao Mu meant:
"After the Taotie Devouring Heaven Technique appeared, there were naturally martial artists who could rival the Golden Core Stage cultivators in the Wuji Association."
"But Rixuan Envoy is the only Golden Core Stage cultivator in the Wuji Association."
"It seems that the 'First Sage' needs this golden elixir stage monk?" Li Gongde guessed.
Qiao Mu glanced at Wu Shushan, who was studying hard next to him, and felt curious in his heart:
"Who is this so-called First Sage?"
Speaking of which, he has met many of these seventy-two sages.
Among the top three or four people.
The second is Wu Mingkong, who is regarded by Wu Shengren as the number one martial arts genius in Kyushu. His talent and talents make even the sword-relegated immortals look at him with suspicion.
The third is Wu Qiankun, and the fourth is Wu Shushan in front of him.
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Qiao Mu actually also knew that the so-called Seventy-two Sages were actually the Seventy-two Martial Arts seeds in the eyes of the Martial Saint.
The so-called first sage can be regarded as the most important martial arts seed in the eyes of a martial saint.
So, what kind of person can surpass Wu Mingkong, be so favored by Wu Shengren, and send the best immortal monks in Wu Jihui to protect him?
In this regard, Li Gongde said:
"I really don't know." Li Gongde was also very innocent:
"Martial Saint is a very profound man."
"Just like when he faked his death after worshiping gods in Nanzhou, there are also many important people in Wujihui who don't know the truth or falsehood."
"As for the number one sage, Wu Shengren has always kept it secret...perhaps just like Wu Shengren claims to be the second best in the world, there is no real 'first sage'?"
"Chasing the Rixuan envoy back, you will know the truth of the matter after thinking about it." Wu Jing interjected from the side.
Qiao Mu glanced at him.
"What you said makes sense."
"Then I'll leave it to you to track down the Rixuan envoy and the other people with evil intentions who ran away."
Wu Jing: Huh?
Qiao Mu didn't say much.
"Wujihui should also be destroyed." He said calmly:
"The Martial Saint has suppressed the martial arts for thirty or forty years. After the initial bloody accumulation stage, the soil has been created. Now it's time to plant trees."
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Tingchao Tower.
"then."
"Martial Saint has died, and Wu Jihui has also perished."
"This is the end of an era of martial arts."
The speaker was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man.
This person is an innkeeper in Guyan City in Xizhou. He runs a small business on the surface, but in fact he is the storyteller of Tingchao Tower.
As the innkeeper finished speaking.
The discussion in Chaolou suddenly became noisy and loud.
"Hey, the Martial Saint is dead again!"
"Why again?"
"Have you forgotten that Wu Shengren had already 'died' once in Nanzhou two or three years ago? There was also a big fuss that time."
"It's different this time. His Wuji Association was destroyed, and the Wuji Association was destroyed along with it..."
Listen to the discussions of the people around you.
The storyteller Jiang Chen leaned on the railing quietly, holding a glass of wine in his hand, but he still didn't drink it.
The wine glass rippled slightly, creating ripples in circles. It was not the movement of the wind, but the movement of the heart.
Before joining Tingchao Tower as a storyteller, Jiang Chen was also an accomplished martial artist.
Since you were once in the martial arts world, how could you escape the influence of the martial arts saint?
He was born in the Mingyue Sect, a small sword sect in Hucheng, Nanzhou. The leader of the Mingyue Sect was actually a member of Wujihui. One day, he went crazy and killed all the proud disciples of the sect, and the sword sect also died out.
These past events usually only sleep in the depths of memory, but they were only recalled today, which made Jiang Chen feel emotional.
"With the successive demise of Wu Shengren and Wu Jihui, the entire Kyushu martial arts world will be shaken."
"After the earthquake, what will the martial arts world look like in the future?" Jiang Chen raised the wine glass in his hand and drank it in one gulp.
Tingchaolou likes to get involved in things like this.
And they will definitely spread the news widely throughout Kyushu.
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Nanzhou, Qingming Medicine Valley.
After the Xuantian Sect was destroyed, Master Lingling, her disciple Qiao Canxue and others practiced in this medicinal valley with rich spiritual energy.
Although Medicine Valley is not a paradise, its aura is richer than the outside world.
It is naturally a good place for cultivators of Master Lingling's lineage who follow ancient methods.
"I heard others say that the Martial Saint is dead, the Wu Jihui has also perished, and there is a martial arts leader named Qiao Gui in Kyushu..."
"Then isn't Senior Sister Qiao avenged?"
"Shh... don't disturb Senior Sister Can Xue. If you disrupt her practice, Master will punish her."
The new junior sister kept chattering, but the chatter gradually disappeared after Qiao Canxue walked over.
"Wu Shengren, are you dead?" Qiao Canxue was silent, and she slightly opened her eyes that were completely white.
Things about Wu Shengren sometimes seem like they happened a lifetime ago, and hearing such news suddenly made her feel like she was in another world.
Although this was a blood feud, she had already embarked on a different path.
"The blood feud, although I didn't do it, has ended here." Qiao Canxue closed her eyes again and sighed slightly, as the past rolled into her heart.
Once upon a time, she was related to the now world-famous Qiao family, but it seemed like it was a lifetime ago.
"Is cultivating the Immortal Way for the Martial Saint? If not, why did you cultivate it?" Qiao Canxue closed her eyes and gradually fell into tranquility.
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Nanzhou, among the mountains, Taoyuan Villa.
The owner of the village, Qiao Xin, stood up and looked at the three hundred old soldiers who were silent in front of him.
Just now, he personally spread the news of the demise of Wu Shengren and Wu Jihui to the ears of these old soldiers.
These three hundred old soldiers are the remnants of the hundred thousand elite soldiers of the former Great Yan. They were once soldiers under the command of the Martial Saint.
So Qiao Mu felt that it was necessary to talk about this matter in person.
"Why do you need to say so much, Lord?" Li Changshi, with only half of his face left, stood up and looked around.
Among these veterans, people like Hai Siyuan were, after all, a few generations younger.
He is actually the only one who can be regarded as a contemporary and contemporaneous person with Wu Shengren.
So there are some words that naturally only he can say.
He also looked slightly sad.
When a hundred thousand troops fought fiercely in a hundred-mile desert, these elite soldiers and generals were cut off from the rear by General Wu.
But no one could have imagined that their fight to the death did not bring hope.
Instead, the heavy burden of hundreds of thousands of lives made the former military general walk across the abyss for forty years and finally became a martial saint.
Now this past incident is over.
"General Wu is already dead." Li Changshi said slowly:
"And we are no longer soldiers of the Great Yan Imperial Court, so what's the use of talking about this now?"
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Book Title: "Yes, Love Can Really Save Humanity"
Introduction:
"Miss Ritsuka, listen to me. Travel to this world, get a simulator, and ask me to use love to save the Lost Belt. I refuse."
"This is not because I reject love. On the contrary, I think love is really great - I don't mean to say any broad words of praise, but I really admire it."
"Because of love, piercing the light body, breaking the heavenly wheel with the sword, shooting down the starship, cutting through the void with the sword, blocking the human cannon with the shield...these events that are so exaggerated and ridiculous that they can be called miracles will happen."
"Because of love, beasts that have been persecuted, transcended, and abandoned by humans will continue to be born, challenging the history of pan-humanity."
"It is precisely because the power of love is great and heavy that I refuse. After all, my love is not that broad and can love everyone."
"If that's the case, then why do you still try to deceive people's feelings, Mr. Scumbag?"
In the cage, Ciel, who was covered in shackles, looked at Skadi who was making ice cream for Surut outside the cage, Castor who was serving tea to Ba Wanxi, and Tlaloc who was sharing desserts with Kukulkan. , Ibuki Douji, who was exchanging tea ceremony with Minamoto Yorimitsu...feeling the same hatred in their eyes, blinked innocently.
"Because the simulator didn't say you can't rely on being loved to save the Lost Belt, Ms. Ritsuka."
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