NFBE Chapter 317
Chapter 317
In the peach blossom forest.
Hundreds of white-haired veterans, holding swords and guns in their hands, practiced martial arts in this forest.
Although they are no longer soldiers of Da Yan, years of military life have become an instinct in their blood. Hundreds of people formed battle formations and rushed to kill each other. Their movements were orderly and methodical.
This is a silent army. Although no one spoke, they cooperated with each other.
On the other side, dozens of martial artists sat quietly under the tree. No one talked. The forest was quiet, but they looked at each other frequently. Occasionally, some smiled, some were in deep thought, and their expressions were different.
More than ten meters away, a three-meter-tall, elephant-sized long-tusked wild boar had been cut into pieces and was being roasted on a bonfire. The aroma of meat was overflowing.
When Qiao Mu came to Taoyuan Villa again, he saw this scene.
"After going to Taotie City, they mastered the telepathic sound transmission technique in half a month." Qiao Mu nodded.
"Mr. Qiao is back?"
"Senior Qiao?"
Several voices rang out one after another, some of which sounded in his ears, while others were transmitted through the telepathic sound transmission technique and appeared directly in Qiao Mu's mind.
In half a month, the martial arts of the people in Taoyuan Villa have improved slightly compared to before, but the difference is not big.
But they all look in good spirits, with abundant blood and full qi.
After all, practicing martial arts is not a one-day job.
Their martial arts have improved, and some of them have broken through the realm, which is still because of their previous accumulation.
"This wild boar... is a monster?" Qiao Mu took a look.
Hai Siyuan handed over a piece of freshly roasted meat and said with a smile: "After all, this place is located between the mountains, not a big city like Linhe Prefecture City, and it is inevitable that monsters will wreak havoc."
"This villa was attacked by this monster?" Qiao Mu asked casually.
There are currently 300 white-headed soldiers in this villa, and dozens or hundreds of martial arts masters from Southwest Province.
Although there were no super warriors among them, let alone ordinary monsters, even if a transformed monster attacked, it would be worn out.
"Seven days ago, there was indeed a monster attack, but this one was not." Hai Siyuan said with a smile:
"The monster wolf seven days ago tasted really good... So after we tasted the monster, many of us volunteered to go out hunting these days."
These veterans are now stronger, and they are very different from the thin and weak appearance of insufficient blood in the desert.
The biggest changes among them are Hai Siyuan and Li Changshi.
Li Changshi is over eighty years old, half of his face was destroyed by the bone-eating fire, and with the internal injuries from years of fighting, he could not go to the battlefield after his blood and qi declined in his later years.
But at this moment, he is radiant, and half of his face seems to have fewer wrinkles.
"Why do I feel that everyone has a faster progress in practicing the "Human Dao Sutra" than me?" Qiao Mu complained.
But thinking about it, he felt relieved.
These veterans are not ordinary warriors.
As for Qiao Mu?
Putting aside the qualifications, the people who pave the way are naturally not as fast as the later ones who follow the road.
When Hai Wuya studied in Tianlao for thirty years, he could only return to the seventh rank from the ninth rank...
"Let's not talk about the small talk. Since you are back, let's talk about martial arts first."
Qiao Mu didn't say much, and didn't even enter the gate of the villa. He sat down under the peach tree and started to talk about martial arts.
This time he went to Taotie City just to find some food for Fat Cat, but he met Qing Li. After these days, he had a new understanding of "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Spear".
Qing Licun's mind is to pass on the skills on behalf of his master, so naturally he has no idea of keeping it private.
"The martial arts skills in this world are roughly divided into the force skills of the flesh and the force skills of the internal strength..." Qiao Mu began to talk about martial arts under the tree.
Soon, the white-haired soldiers and martial artists around him gathered together.
Only the fat cat Wuchang jumped off Qiaomu's shoulder. It was not interested in this, but just lazily basked in the sun under the peach tree.
The breeze blew, the branches swayed, and the sunlight fell on the fat cat through the leaves and petals, while it lay there lazily, stretched out its front paws and licked its fur slowly, very comfortable.
For some reason, watching the fat cat licking its fur, Qiaomu suddenly felt a rare sense of peace in his heart...
"Hmm?" He quickly noticed the slight change in his mood, and then raised his head and looked around at the people around him.
Sure enough, he saw that other people also had slight changes, their brows were obviously relaxed, their spirits were peaceful, and their energy was full.
For some reason, it seemed that there was a vague power at work, which soothed the hearts and minds of the people in the peach forest, made them more focused, and had a faint sense of stability.
Qiaomu frowned and thought for a while, and finally set his eyes on the fat cat licking his fur at his feet.
He thought about it, stretched out his hand and stroked the fat cat twice, only to find that its fur was as smooth as silk, and it felt really good, and his mood inexplicably became a little relaxed.
"It's really you, a little goblin, who is 'bewitching people'..." Qiao Mu cursed with a smile.
Before, he thought that this fat cat might become a lucky cat after eating the body of the Yuanbao monster?
Now it seems that it has inherited the ability of the Yuanbao monster to "bewitch people's hearts".
It's not quite accurate to say that it has inherited it... Qiao Mu thought carefully, when he was in the prison of Heyang Prefecture in Nanzhou, this fat cat often accompanied the dying prisoners, and it can indeed have a slight soothing effect on the mental state of others.
However, after swallowing the Yuanbao Demon, this ability has improved, and it can now subtly affect a large circle of people around him. Even Qiao Mu, who is a super-grade god-refining martial artist, has been affected.
The essence of "bewitching people's hearts" is to disturb the mood and emotions of others.
In the hands of Wu Chang, this ability obviously has a different purpose.
"Just don't make a cat worshiper in the future." Qiao Mu deliberately stroked the fat cat twice, messing up the hair on its back, and then sat next to it and watched the fat cat licking its hair desperately, feeling better.
Half an hour later, Qiao Mu finished talking about Wu, and Long Shankong, who was waiting for Wu Fu, came up.
"Senior Qiao, I'm here to say goodbye." Long Shankong said.
Previously, they, Jiang Hu Ke, were injured in the battle in Xishan Village, and their original purpose was to heal their wounds at Taoyuan Villa.
Unexpectedly, after spending these days, he was attracted by the martial arts lectures under the trees, and his injuries were healed before he knew it.
Although they intend to stay for a long time, these Jianghu guests all have relatives, friends and teachers. If they live in seclusion in this villa quietly, they may be regarded as dead people and have to leave eventually.
"Whether you want to stay or not is your own business. I just have a request, which can be regarded as a reward for these days of martial arts. Do something for me." Qiao Mu said.
"Senior Qiao, if he is driven, he will naturally be responsible." Everyone said.
"If you succeed in your studies in the future..." Qiao Mu said:
"Then spread all the martial arts you learned at Taoyuan Villa, whether it's to your disciples or your fellow disciples, it's better than dying in your hands."
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Long Shankong and others were startled at first, and then they were all touched in their hearts.
Why are the rules of the Qiao family so different from those of the previous aristocratic families?
The great sects of the aristocratic families treasure their martial arts so much that even if there are occasional disciples with foreign surnames who learn it, it is basically rare to learn it.
Even if you get the true inheritance, you have to make an oath not to leak the martial arts. Otherwise, if everyone in this sect and family knows martial arts, it will really be ruined.
............
Half a day later, in a teahouse in Linhe Fucheng.
Long Shankong was sitting in the lobby of the teahouse with many teahouse guests, preparing to come to inquire about the news. Many teahouse guests were chatting in the audience.
After living in seclusion in Taoyuan Villa for more than half a month to recuperate from his injuries, Long Shankong's first thing after waiting for the Jianghu guests to come out was naturally to inquire about what was going on in the Jianghu in Southwest Prefecture recently, so as not to be left behind.
However, when they arrived at the teahouse, they saw that the lobby was deserted, with few tea drinkers chatting.
Not only that, the pedestrians on the street were also walking in a hurry, with panic on their faces.
"Why are people so worried? Isn't it written on their faces?" said a familiar teahouse owner:
"The King Yu's army is about to attack, and they will be on the city in a few days. Can you not panic?"
"But you martial arts people have martial arts skills, so there is no need to panic." The teahouse owner shook his head and said:
"The master of the palace has set up a recruitment order in the city to recruit local warriors to defend the city. Even martial arts people like you are not refusing to come."
Imperial officials have never looked down upon private jocks, but this time their attitude has reversed.
"This is strange...but is anyone really going?" Longshan Kongqi asked.
"How many people are there?" A tea guest in the lobby answered:
"The reputation of King Yu's army is much better than that of the imperial court. This Linhe city is the largest city in Southwest China, and the taxes are quite high on weekdays, not to mention the taxes paid to those animals... I mean to those sacred cows God's horse shovels shit."
Other tea drinkers also nodded in agreement.
Although King Yu's army has other tricks, no matter how you look at it, it can't be worse than the Great Yan Imperial Court, right?
"Are you local martial arts warriors?" A tea customer in the lobby looked at Long Shankong and others several times and asked:
"A few days ago, the secret book "Hundred Birds Chasing the Phoenix Spear" left by the Spear Saint caused a lot of noise. If you are people in the world, you must have heard of it?"
"That's what happened." Long Shankong replied.
"I heard..." the tea guest inquired: "All the descendants of the Spear Saint were exterminated? I heard that it was a group of martial arts warriors who robbed the "Hundred Birds toward the Phoenix Spear" and captured the capital of Xishan Village. Killed and left no one alive?"
Long Shankong blinked his eyes and looked surprised: "There is such a thing? Who did you listen to?"
"Hey, there are rumors everywhere in this city... If King Yu's army wasn't about to attack, these teahouses and taverns would all be talking about it...
After all, the former Spear Saint was a noble gentleman. Who would have thought that his descendants would lead a wolf into the house out of kindness and end up like this. "The tea guest sighed.
Long Shankong and the others did not refute, but only tried to find out the source of the tea drinker's information indirectly, but did not refute.
When they left the teahouse, their hearts were already heavy, no longer relaxed and peaceful as when they were in the villa.
"Obviously someone spread rumors." Long Shankong whispered:
"Compared to a certain warrior who inherited the Spear Saint and selflessly passed on the Spear Saint's "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Spear" to others... a group of warriors rushed into Xishan Village to rob the secret book, which is obviously more talked about by the world."
As for the parties involved to clarify?
Long Shankong had no such idea at all.
In the Xishan Village incident, in addition to their group of survivors, there were also immortal cultivators from the Yunxiao Sect.
Obviously, the Qiao family would not make such a rumor, so the source of this rumor is probably...
"Whoever dares to clarify is equivalent to exposing his identity, and maybe the immortal cultivators from the immortal sect will come to the door immediately." Long Shankong said helplessly:
"This shit pot has been put on our faces, and we really can't refute it..."
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Xishan Village.
This mountain village on the hillside is already deserted, and the whole village is empty.
Qing Li strolled in this mountain village. At this moment, she was holding the Yu Wang mask in her hand, but there was not much expression on her face. She just walked by herself, with a pace that was neither fast nor slow.
She walked from the head of the village to the end of the village, and then from the end of the village to the head of the village, without saying a word, but her steps unconsciously slowed down a little bit.
The mountain wind blew, and the wooden door that was not closed tightly was closed with a clang, making a loud sound.
The mountain wind came again, and the wooden door slowly opened again, and the creaking sound spread far in the mountain.
Qing Li looked at the wooden house, and seemed to have sensed something, so she unconsciously quickened her pace.
When she was almost at the door, she saw a startled squirrel jumping out of the house, and it ran away in a flash, slipping into the bushes and disappeared.
Qing Li looked up again, and saw the portrait and spirit tablet of the Spear Saint hanging in the hall of the house. The half-burnt candles on both sides were tilted and solidified, and the white steamed buns in front had black spots of different sizes, and they had already molded.
Qing Li still didn't speak, but the fingers holding the mask unconsciously exerted force, and the knuckles turned slightly white.
She walked to the spirit tablet of the Spear Saint, threw the Feather King mask under her feet, and crushed it with one foot.
"At this point, what difference does it make whether I am called 'Feather King' or 'Qing Li'?" She slowly said to the portrait.
"Feather King..." A figure appeared at the door behind her, and it was Yu Li, her confidant.
Yuli looked quite sympathetic. Since the Feather King had taken off his mask and came to Xishan Village, her hidden identity was no longer a secret.
Demon Spear Qingli was well-known, and so was the Feather King.
"It's time to go." Yu Wang said slowly: "Within three days, the army must reach the city of Linhe Prefecture."
"As for Qiao Xi...I heard that he lives in a mountain villa near the city and teaches martial arts to the public."
"Yu Wang." Yu Li was a little anxious:
"I think there are other twists and turns in the matter of Xishan Village. The Qiao family has always been upright. It is unlikely that they would wipe out the entire Xishan Village for a secret book."
"In my opinion, the culprit of this matter may be someone else..."
Yu Li was chattering and analyzing beside her. Qing Li did not interrupt her. She just listened to her silently and then spoke:
"Yu Li, don't think I'm too stupid." She turned around and walked down the mountain:
"It's time to go to war."
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