Chapter 442
Chapter 442
The band of ascetics is not hard to find.
After leaving Guyan City, Xizhou is an endless stretch of vast wasteland and Gobi.
Looking far into the distance, I could see the wind and sand raging, and the sky and the earth were all yellow.
Qiao Mu and Wu Qizheng were both superb warriors with eyesight far beyond that of ordinary people. From a distance, they could see a team moving slowly in the yellow sand like squirming ants in the vast yellow wasteland.
Only when I got closer did I see the true appearance of these ascetics.
Wearing coarse cloth, wearing straw sandals, and holding walking sticks, they trudged forward among the sand dunes.
His skin was roughened by the wind and sand, and his lips were chapped due to lack of water. Only his eyes were quite firm, and he could tell at a glance that he was a devout believer.
Wu Qizheng repeated his old tricks, throwing out gold and silver to clear the way, and soon became involved with this group of ascetics.
"Aren't you going to ask about the disaster of 'human demons'?" the leader, an old man with slightly white temples, said:
"Ask the big tiger at the back. That kid is also a poor man. Not long ago, he encountered a demon in the Huangshi Village. He was the only one who survived in the whole village."
"The child seemed to be frightened, so we took him on the road together. If we can reach the fairyland, it would be a good thing."
Big tiger?
Qiao Mu glanced at the crowd.
There are more than ten people in this ascetic team, almost all of whom are middle-aged, with dull and rough skin.
After looking carefully, I couldn't find any fifteen-year-old child.
"Dahu, come and say hello to the two guests from afar." The old man shouted behind him.
"Yeah." A two-meter-tall giant man grunted and walked forward.
This fifteen-year-old child is as strong as an ox, with a full beard, and carries a huge luggage that is as big as a person on his broad back.
He came over and looked down at Qiao Mu and the two, and his deep voice echoed around him:
"good?"
Qiao Mu and Wu Qi were startled.
"I asked you to say hello, but I didn't ask you like this..." The old man at the head sighed:
"That's all, you have also seen that Dahu's head is not very bright, it seems that he was frightened by the demon."
Qiao Mu suspected that they were not pitiful Hanhan, but that they had deceived the fool into becoming a coolie carrying luggage, but he had no evidence.
Almost all the luggage of these dozen people was carried by this big tiger.
But this person was barely sweating, his breathing was steady, and he was obviously not tired at all.
"He is born with divine power and full of vitality and blood. He is a good candidate for martial arts, but his brain is not very bright." Qiao Mu commented.
Wu Qizheng next to him looked at the problem from a different angle than Qiao Mu.
"It's like the behavior of a martial saint." Wu Qizheng said:
"Martial Saints hate mediocre people, but they only look at those with extraordinary talents."
"If it is said that Wu Shengren did it, but he showed mercy to him, he has done this many times."
"Three words to keep from the Martial Saint... let's talk about where Kuafu Mountain and Blood Lotus Fairyland are." Qiao Mu stepped forward and asked.
"We don't know much about the Blood Lotus Immortal Kingdom, but just go north. Passing through the Sword Valley in the north, you should be able to see Kuafu Mountain."
"Valley of Swords?" Qiao Mu looked ahead and could only see a vast expanse of yellow sand.
Even with his or Wu Qizheng's eyesight, they couldn't see any valley ahead...
"How long will this trip take?" Qiao Mu looked at the messy hair and rough skin of this group of ascetics and estimated that this group of people had been walking for at least a few months.
"Young man, don't be too impatient." The old man smiled and said:
"The edge of a sword comes from sharpening. This journey to find the fairyland is also a pilgrimage, a tempering of one's character, and a test of the fairyland."
"As long as you are sincere, you can find the location of the fairyland."
"You don't think that with so many people in Xizhou, everyone can enter the fairyland and enjoy peace and happiness, right?"
When the old man said this, he smiled slightly, feeling quite proud:
"Walking here from Stone Mountain City in the south, there was a team of nearly a hundred people at the beginning, but the only ones who can persist until now are about a dozen of us."
"If you calculate carefully, each of us is the winner of one out of ten."
Wu Qizheng frowned slightly and said to Qiao Mu:
"These ascetics are indeed devout people."
"To find that fairyland, we have to rely on them to show the way, but with their walking speed, we don't know how many days it will take."
"They say that you can find the Immortal Kingdom only if you are sincere... Maybe it is blocked by the Immortal Dao formation, and only these ascetics with devout beliefs can pass through?"
Qiao Mu shook his head.
Naturally, he didn't have time to spend ten and a half days with these ascetics...
"You are very good." Qiao Mu walked up directly and said with empty eyes:
"I already know the firmness of your beliefs."
"I won't pretend anymore. In fact, I am the envoy of the Blood Lotus Immortal Kingdom. You have passed the test of the Immortal Kingdom. I will send you to the Immortal Kingdom now."
All the ascetics fell silent. Just now these two people were still asking questions. It was obvious that they were outsiders.
Even the affairs of the Immortal Kingdom were told by them, and now they are pretending to be the envoys of the Immortal Kingdom without even putting on a disguise or changing their clothes. Only a fool would believe it!
"Okay!" The two-meter-tall giant tiger grinned:
"This time we will all become immortals together!"
All the ascetics were stunned.
"I will send you to become immortals now!"
Qiao Mu also grinned, and his two arms suddenly expanded and turned into two giant hands, grabbing these ascetics.
There were five people in each finger, and the two giant hands held a total of fifteen people.
This horrifying scene was so shocking that all the ascetics dared not speak. Only the strong man and the big tiger were still jumping around.
He was too tall. At this moment, he was the only one who was not caught by Qiao Mu, but he threw himself into the trap and reached out to hug Qiao Mu's fingers.
"What about me, what about me, what about me..."
"Young man, don't worry, you have a special seat."
Qiao Mu pondered for a moment, then the flesh and blood on his right wrist squirmed quickly, and a mass of flesh and blood grew rapidly, turning into a small arm and wrapping around the giant man's waist.
"What the hell are you?" All the ascetics almost collapsed on the spot.
"Human Demon, are you a human demon?!" The strong man Dahu also changed his expression at this moment.
"Is this the method of the three-headed and six-armed demon?" Wu Qi was thinking thoughtfully next to him.
"I told you that I am the messenger of the Immortal Kingdom."
Qiao Mu ignored the shouts of the crowd, stepped slightly with his feet, and his true energy burst out, turning into a faint cloud on his toes.
The Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon and the Steps of Transforming into a Dragon!
He just held a dozen people in his hands, and his body was like lightning, flying through the low altitude...
.............................
The wind and sand on both sides quickly retreated behind them.
The ascetics who were held by Qiao Mu were given a mouthful of windy sand, and their brains were almost turned to mush. Only Qiao Mu showed some reaction when he asked for directions.
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About half an hour later, the wind and sand in front gradually subsided, and there was a mountain peak standing on the wasteland.
The shape of this mountain peak is also strange. It looks like a sword when viewed from a distance. It is about hundreds of meters high and is made of gray-white stone.
When I looked closer, I saw that there were no gaps in the entire mountain, and it was like a huge stone sword hundreds of meters high, thrust diagonally into the wasteland.
Looking to the side, I saw that the barren mountains in front separated from the middle, forming a dark canyon. On both sides of the canyon were extremely high cliffs, like an ax or a machete.
"The Valley of Swords has arrived."
The old ascetic man and others were put down by Qiao Mu, and they were already submissive now.
"We've arrived at the Sword Valley, what happens next?" Qiao Mu turned around and asked again.
"Going a little further, there is a village in the valley where ascetics gather." The old man in the leader said:
"In this Sword Valley, burn incense and pray for seven or forty-nine days. If you are sincere enough, you can get guidance from the immortals..."
"That's easy to say." Qiao Mu said lightly:
"I am the Immortal, and I guided you all the way here in advance."
"Guide, guide, hold on with my fingers, let you lead the way, aren't we facing each other?"
"Everyone is familiar with it. Burning incense and praying for forty-nine days is not necessary. Let's just skip this step."
The old ascetic man: .....
They looked at each other for a while, and naturally they didn't dare to disobey. They just walked forward and walked into the village in the canyon.
There were originally no villages in the Sword Valley, but more ascetics gathered here, and the villages were born.
It is said to be a village, but in fact it is just dozens of simple thatched houses in the canyon.
At a glance, one can see bones and dried blood everywhere...
"Huh?" Qiao Mu and Wu Qizheng stepped forward and looked at the entire village carefully.
In their perception, there was not even a single living thing in the entire village, only white bones on the ground.
The bones were half-covered by the sand and dust, but if you look closely, you can still see the dried blood around them that has not completely disappeared.
"Is this a disaster caused by humans and demons? Even this Sword Valley..." The ascetic old man was dumbfounded.
While he was marveling, he quietly looked towards Qiao Mu, obviously thinking that he was the murderer.
"Is it the corpse that was sucked dry by the Taotie Devouring Heaven Technique?" Qiao Mu leaned down and looked at the corpse carefully, and asked Wu Qizheng next to him.
"...It's not impossible." Wu Qizheng frowned slightly.
At this time, the ascetics behind him had come forward to help bury the bones of the deceased.
"Ashes return to ashes, dust returns to earth. We are all looking for the fairyland, so I will give you a ride."
Qiao Mu did not disturb them, but strolled to the Sword Peak ahead.
He stretched out his hand and gently touched the mountain.
When you look closer, you can see that there are no obvious gaps in the mountain, and it is completely integrated.
"It's really a marvelous workmanship." Qiao Mu admired expressionlessly:
"If I hadn't seen a cultivator, I would have doubted whether there really are ghosts and gods in this world."
The hundreds of meters long stone sword forms a mountain of its own, as if it were one body, and the canyon next to it is like an ax or a machete, which really makes people daydream.
"It's a miraculous workmanship. This is indeed a miracle."
At this time, the old man had collected the bones and came forward:
"This Sword Peak, I heard it was a divine sword left in the world when the immortals and gods in the sky were fighting. It is the sword of the immortals and gods. How can a mortal use it?"
"When this divine sword fell into the world, it was an ordinary size at first, with a three-foot blade."
"Later, an old man from other places passed through Xizhou. When he saw this sword, he said that this sword is of great importance and can only be used by a god. The only one who can pull out this sword is a god, or the reincarnation of a god."
"After the news spread, idle people from all over Xizhou came here because of his reputation."
"There are those who are born with great strength, those who have practiced martial arts for many years, and there are also high-ranking officials of the imperial court..."
"But no matter who it is, they can't shake this sword in the slightest."
"As a result, the news spread wider and wider, and the name of this divine sword became more and more famous."
"Every day, many people come to try the sword. The team can line up from one end of the valley to the other, and there is an endless stream of tourists coming and going."
"As a result, the divine sword was troubled. On a starless night, the passengers who tried to draw the sword all had a strange dream."
"The divine sword in the dream said to those people..."
Qiao Mu interrupted at this time: "It said, don't touch my sword hilt?"
"Ah?" The ascetic old man was halfway through telling the story when he was suddenly interrupted by Qiao Mu, feeling a little confused.
The old man paused and continued: "It says that only gods or reincarnations of gods can draw swords, but the talkative old man revealed the secret, so he didn't want to wait any longer."
"On the second day, when the first ray of morning light illuminated the valley, the original divine sword was gone, replaced by this sword peak hundreds of meters high, and there was a huge canyon next to it. ”
"So, in the legend of us Xizhou people, this Sword Valley is the boundary between humans and gods."
"Mortal people overestimate their capabilities and get their hands on the divine sword, so this place has a large mountain and canyon across the wasteland."
"After passing here, you should be able to find the Blood Lotus Fairyland and the Kuafu Mountain."
"That's it." Qiao Mu nodded:
"You guys got KFC."
"Ah?" The old ascetic man was stunned again.
"I mean, I am not only the messenger of the fairy kingdom, but also the reincarnation of a god!"
Qiao Mu strode toward the stone peak hundreds of meters high, hugged the mountain wall with his arms, and took a deep breath.
The muscles in both arms tightened instantly, and the smooth lines were highlighted as the force was exerted, as clear and smooth as marble sculptures.
Shi Feng remained motionless.
"Flesh and blood change."
In the horrified eyes of the ascetics, Qiao Mu's body suddenly swelled and became larger, turning into a small giant nearly ten meters tall in the blink of an eye. His arms also swelled and became thicker again.
Shi Feng still did not tremble at all, but pieces of dust fell.
The old ascetic man breathed a sigh of relief.
"Forbidden Technique of Flesh and Blood: Flesh Oven."
The physical body that had reached its limit once again expanded crazily, and the five fingers of the palm swelled like five iron pillars.
Click.
Spider web-like cracks appeared on the gray-white mountain, and the trees dug deeply into the mountain with all their strength.
As he shouted loudly, he held the stone peak with both hands and raised it upwards.
Rumble.
At this moment, rumbling sounds echoed around, the ground shook, and cracks appeared on the ground beneath their feet.
Just when the ascetics were so shaken that they almost fell to their knees in fear, the original trembling quickly diminished and they soon returned to calm.
Qiao Mu gasped twice, then frowned and took a few steps back, looking up at the stone peak.
I don't know if it was his misunderstanding. Not only did the stone peak suddenly become heavier, but it even became taller. The original Shijian Peak, which was hundreds of meters high, now seems to be over a thousand meters high, towering into the sky.
"Where are the monsters causing trouble?" A voice echoed in the sky, and a rainbow light came from far to near.
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