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

Electricity flashed in his mind.

The so-called strangers in Wang Song's mouth are alchemists, immortal cultivators, and their destination - immortals!

The immortal is high above! Immortals are ruthless!

Immortals raise human servants to plant spiritual plants and cultivate spiritual fields, recruit believers and plunder the wishes of all living beings, and regard mortals as resources!

From birth to death, believers are providing vows and working in mining spiritual mines. From birth to death, they are resources in the hands of immortals.

"What kind of enemy is the Martial Saint fighting against..."

Only then did Qiao Mu realize the horror of Wu Shengren.

While others were cultivating immortals, he practiced martial arts, and he still managed to become the second best martial artist in the world, calling himself the Martial Saint.

Qiao Mu suddenly realized something.

The Martial Saint can become a Martial Saint after all, but what about him?

After practicing Iron Crotch Kung Fu for eight years, did I realize that this is the world of immortals?

"No, since there are immortals and gods in this world, then..."

A thought suddenly flashed through Qiao Mu's mind, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his breathing began to quicken.

He stepped forward, approaching his towering Aoki Immortal statue step by step.

His heartbeat was racing, and he was so excited just imagining what he wanted to do.

now.

Qiao Mu’s soul seeking death is burning!

If there were immortals and gods in the world, if the immortals and gods were unkind and treated the common people as stupid dogs...

Qiao Mu jumped up, and under Wang Songhe's dumbfounded gaze, he jumped onto the altar table, shoulder to shoulder with the statue of the Green Wood Immortal.

"Brother Qiao Lin, what are you..." Wang Songhe was shocked by this sudden change and did not react at all.

Qiao Mu shouted loudly:

"We were born free, who dares to be superior!"

While shouting, he punched the statue of Immortal Aoki hard.

Chapter 26 Gou Dao? Reckless way! (3k)

When Qiao Mu suddenly punched the immortal statue, the stunned Wang Songhe finally reacted.

He stretched out his hand, and a ray of silver light cut through the air like a bolt, and it turned out to be a flying sword floating in the air.

It's just that this flying sword is still a little slower.

Just when Qiao Mu's fist was about to hit the face of the immortal statue, the flying sword flew forward and was knocked backwards by the fist. It was directly inserted into the face of the Aoki Immortal statue, almost knocking the statue's head off. Divide into two.

From this scene, it seems that it was Wang Songhe who attacked the immortal statue, not Qiao Mu.

Qiao Mu stood up with his fists closed and looked at Wang Songhe suspiciously.

Since the other party has said so many bad things about strangers, why should he stop him?

When he closed his fist, he noticed that the Ouroboros longevity lock in his mind was glowing slightly. Obviously, his behavior just now was helpful to improve his death evaluation.

that's enough.

Wang Songhe was stared at by Qiao Mu. He coughed twice and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. Then the flying sword on the face of the immortal statue flashed and flew again.

"I only practice magic, not immortality." Wang Songhe explained:

"The Immortal Way is so powerful that martial arts cannot reach it, so you should learn its techniques to control the Immortal."

"Then what are you excited about? Since you want to fight against the immortal, why do you want to stop me?" Qiao Mu said confidently.

Wang Songhe was speechless for a moment.

It was as if he had done something wrong to prevent him from breaking the immortal statue.

"This immortal really deserves to die. I wish there were no immortals in the world." He said after a long time:

"This Taoist temple has long been dilapidated. Only bandits occasionally offer incense. It is just an ordinary clay idol. In fact, it doesn't matter if it is destroyed. But other Taoist temples with prosperous incense may not be so simple."

"Brother Qiao is upright and not afraid of immortals. Wang admires him, but he should not be reckless in this matter."

Wang Songhe looked at Qiao Mu with inexplicable resentment. When he saw Qiao Mu punching the statue just now, his head got big.

Qiao Muxin said that this was the effect I wanted. It would be best to hit me to death with a thunderbolt immediately after smashing the statue.

"I understand. I did something wrong. I'm really ashamed." Qiao Mu sighed.

The mistake was that he went to the wrong Taoist temple, the incense was not strong enough, and he did not make a big deal out of it.

Next time, let’s find a Taoist temple with a lot of incense before starting the performance.

However, after what happened just now, he looked at Wang Songhe with admiration.

I originally thought that Wang Songhe was just a bandit, but it turned out that his ambition was to overthrow the mountain above the people, and even to become an enemy of the immortals. To this end, he even learned magic!

Apart from that, he seems to know a lot.

Qiao Mu thought for a while and asked again:

"Is the martial arts really weaker than the immortal arts?"

He now wondered whether he clicked on the wrong skill tree.

Of course, there is absolutely nothing wrong with practicing Iron Crotch Kung Fu!

Wang Songhe said:

"Martial arts emphasizes the physical body, while immortality emphasizes the soul. These are two different paths. However, martial arts cannot live forever, and lifespan is limited. There is no martial artist who can explore martial arts to the point of being comparable to immortals."

"After all, no matter how strong a martial artist is, his physical body always has its limits, and his lifespan is also limited. After all, it will be difficult to fight against an immortal."

"The Immortal Way points directly to immortality. Immortal cultivators have a long lifespan, but the progress of cultivation is slow and takes a long time. Every time a great monk practices in seclusion, it can take ten or dozens of years."

"At the same time, the Immortal Way also places more emphasis on qualifications, and not everyone can practice it."

"In comparison, although martial arts does not require qualifications, it places more emphasis on perseverance and character. Building energy and blood is a difficult and long-term process, and there is no shortcut."

"A martial artist cannot live forever, and his lifespan is limited, but if he exercises hard, his cultivation speed can be much faster than that of a cultivator who often spends decades in seclusion."

"Brother Qiao is less than 30 years old, and his martial arts is close to the eighth level. What's even more rare is that he has already mastered spear skills. He must have practiced hard for ten years to achieve this achievement."

Hearing these words, Qiao Mu nodded frequently and said with emotion:

"Mr. Wang has a good eye. I have indeed been training hard for eight years, and never once has the sun set. When I think of the first time I picked up a spear, it seems like it was only a few days ago. The years of practicing spears fly by so fast. "

After hearing this, Qiao Mu actually understood the difference between martial arts and immortality.

Qiao Mu has the power of immortality. He is already immortal and can live to the end of the world, so why should he cultivate immortality?

Moreover, every time Qiao Mu dies and is resurrected, he will gain martial arts skills equivalent to his age.

If he were to turn to the path of immortality, it would take decades or hundreds of years to cultivate, which would be equivalent to a small step forward, which would be equivalent to trapping himself in a cocoon.

For Qiao Mu, cultivating immortals is more stable, but the power of longevity lock will be weakened.

He has an infinite lifespan, so he can survive it slowly, or even hide in the mountains and practice for thousands of years before coming out.

Immortalism emphasizes the soul, so Qiao Mu should not have to worry about old age and physical weakness, so he can live like a ten thousand year old tortoise.

This is a humble way.

And practicing martial arts is a way to seek death, which can maximize the power of the longevity lock.

As long as you continue to commit suicide and reach a high level of death, your martial arts progress will be rapid.

The only problem is old age and frailty...and the solution to this problem is the complete "Longevity Boxing Sutra" in Wu Jihui's hands.

This is a reckless road.

Two roads, two directions.

And Qiao Mu has already made his choice.

He recalled in his mind the memory of himself fighting thousands of people and dying in the valley.

Qiao Mu's biggest goal at that time was actually to gain points, but after all, he was not an emotionless point-gaining machine.

He has many lives, while others only have one.

If he could use his own life to save the lives of others, he would naturally be willing to do so.

So he charged alone, so he bravely died.

Since he is born immortal, he should live happily and die vigorously in this life!

"It's not what I want."

"That's it."

Qiao Mu thought this in his heart, looked up at Wang Songhe, and asked again:

"Mr. Wang, do you think I have the qualifications to cultivate as an immortal?"

You don’t have to cultivate immortality, but having another path is also a good thing.

Wang Songhe shook his head lightly:

"If you don't have spiritual roots, you can't cultivate immortality."

I haven't taken it out yet, and you know that I don't have spiritual roots... Qiao Mu was very unconvinced and said:

"I have an iron spiritual root, can I cultivate immortality?"

"Iron Spiritual Root? I have never heard of such a spiritual root." Wang Songhe frowned and said patiently:

"Brother Qiao, if you have no other problems, please leave."

"Go? Where?"

"Of course I'm leaving this village." Wang Songhe's eyes were twitching. He couldn't hold back when he saw Qiao Mu smashing the immortal statue in anger.

"Leave? Didn't Mr. Wang want to recruit me to become a bandit?" Qiao Mu asked again.

"My small temple cannot accommodate a giant Buddha like yours." Wang Songhe could only smile bitterly.

The thing he is planning is very big, something that will shake the imperial court and even the immortals, so he must calculate every step and be cautious.

And Qiao Mu...he is too reckless! Too much trouble!

Wang Songhe really couldn't stand it!

He just met today, and this person made his blood pressure soar. Will he still get it in the future?

If you really want to recruit him to join Dongshan as a bandit, I'm afraid the immortals will come knocking on your door in two days.

However, blood pressure is blood pressure. Wang Songhe still answered Qiao Mu's questions one by one very kindly, not wanting to offend this evil star who dared to punch the statue directly, so as not to cause trouble.

"You really want me to leave?" Qiao Mu was a little reluctant to leave.

After the two sides talked so much, he was sure that Wang Songhe was definitely not a simple person, and that he was planning something big like losing his head.

It would be great if he had a hand in such a dangerous matter!

"Let me go, aren't you afraid that I will reveal the location of this cottage?" Qiao Mu asked.

Although Qiao Mu would not do such a thing, he, Wang Songhe, was burdened with so many lives and was someone who was doing big things. He would not put the lives of these bandits on whether Qiao Mu would tell the truth.

"Brother Qiao is very affectionate and does not seem like someone who would do such a thing." Wang Songhe said:

"The Yancheng area has not been peaceful recently. We have also alerted the officers and soldiers, and we were planning to move away from here."

Having said that, Qiao Mu would no longer be so shameless.

The two parties then parted ways at Shanzhaikou.

As soon as he turned around, Wang Songhe wiped his sweat violently, which was regarded as sending this evil star away.

It was obvious that he was the bandit who was planning something big, but Qiao Mu's recklessness made him frightened and he couldn't stand it at all.

Qiao Mu didn't think much about it, but decided to go back to Yancheng as soon as possible.

He had seen Lao Huang and others carrying his body back to Yancheng before.

"I don't know how much the centurion's pension is? If it's a lot, I'll serve as a soldier a few more times to pick out the city lord's wool."