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

So he changed his face and entered Yancheng through "Flesh and Blood".

The former lord of Yancheng, Guo Yan, was very scheming. When he was in office, his family was the only one in power, and other powerful bureaucrats in Yancheng were far inferior to him.

After Guo Yan and his son were killed by Qiao Mu, Wang Songhe spent some energy to subdue many small forces in Yancheng and assumed the position of city lord with a false identity.

Wang Songhe was once a second-rank official in the imperial court in his early years. His skill and strength were far beyond the ordinary forces in Yancheng. To conquer a Yancheng was actually a sign of humiliation. How could there be any suspense?

Zhang Kui also felt that it made sense, nodded and said:

"Okay, big brother, you should read the news in Yancheng before you speak. This is news from Chaolou... although it has almost spread all over the streets."

Wang Songhe glanced briefly, and his eyes suddenly solidified.

Wu Shengren...can you still hear news about him?

"What on earth is he paying attention to...and Heyang Fucheng is also a place of right and wrong."

Wang Songhe sighed slightly.

At the beginning, he gave Qiao Mu a letter of recommendation, intending to recommend Qiao Sen, whose meridians were severely damaged, to work as a small head catcher in Heyang City to sharpen his too sharp edge.

After ten or eight years, when Qiao Sen recovers from his injuries, he may be able to become his powerful helper...

But he didn't expect that not long after, news came out that a former Heyang City head catcher "Qiao Pif" was killed and burned to death by the Immortal Sect Saint.

Although he didn't know the pseudonym "Qiao Pif", judging from his acting style, it was not much different from that of Qiao Sen.

"If I had known he was so strong-willed, why would I have recommended him to be a policeman? Instead, I wasted his life..."

Wang Songhe sighed slightly.

At this time, a servant knocked on the door and entered the study.

"Master Wang, there is a guest named Wu who is said to be an old acquaintance of the master and is passing by Yancheng to visit."

"Old friend?"

Wang Songhe suddenly frowned.

His current identity is the pseudonym "Wang He". He only randomly picked this name after entering Yancheng. How can he have any old friends?

"....Then invite him in." Wang Songhe thought.

Seemingly like this may mean that the person who came here is unkind, but when the soldiers come, they will block the water and the earth will cover them up. If there is something fishy, ​​just show them off when they meet. What are you afraid of?

After a while.

Wang Songhe looked at the Wu Shengren sitting in the study, dumbfounded.

"Wang Shanhe, don't you know how to serve tea after seeing an old acquaintance?" Wu Shengren said calmly.

"Tea is for the guests. You and I have different opinions and we don't want to conspire against each other." Wang Songhe also reacted, without much of a good look on his face.

Wang Songhe, whose real name is Wang Shanhe, was a second-rank official in the dynasty in the past and served as the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment.

The two of them were both civilized and military. Although Wang Songhe was younger in age, they could generally be regarded as members of the same generation.

certainly.

When Wang Songhe was the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, he was just a mere civil servant, and he did not practice martial arts or immortality. Therefore, his status and reputation in the court were far inferior to that of the Wu Shengren who was already the leader of the military attachés.

It's just that many of the civil servants and generals of the generation 40 years ago died, and only a few of them are still alive today, and most of them are already old.

The martial saint who excelled in martial arts and Wang Songhe, who began cultivating immortality after the age of forty, are the two special cases that have achieved great results.

These two people can actually be regarded as the afterglow of the court officials of the previous era.

"Different Taoists do not agree with each other... You Wang Shanhe joined the Immortal Tao, but ended up changing from a second-rank official to the lord of a small city. Where is your Tao?" Wu Shengren asked calmly.

"Among strangers, there is a saying about luck. You, Wang Shanhe, have practiced immortality and become an official in the secular world. You even have the faint intention of forming a bandit rebellion... can you live forever like this?"

"What's the use of my immortality? I only practice magic and not immortality. If my immortality is strong, I will practice immortality. If my martial arts is strong, I will practice martial arts... It's a pity that this martial arts..." Wang Songhe looked at the martial arts saint in front of him with a complicated expression.

The one he knew was the high-spirited first-grade military attaché from forty years ago, not the eighty-five-year-old martial arts saint in front of him who practiced cannibalism.

"You have your way, and I have mine." Wu Shengren said:

"My martial arts is to use extreme force to kill all the strangers in the world and create peace for all ages."

"Wu Shengren, do you still want to say this in front of me about your righteousness and honor?" Wang Song's expression on the river didn't fluctuate much, he was very calm.

"That first-grade general forty years ago said these words, saying that you have the world in mind, I believe it."

"And now, how can I trust the martial saint who has blood on his hands and slaughtered half of the martial arts world?"

Over the years, Wang Songhe had also heard many deeds committed by the notorious Martial Saint, so he did not have much respect for the Martial Saint in front of him.

"There are no saints in this world. Are there many cowards in the world who don't care about their deeds but always talk about righteousness, but in the end they risk their lives and are afraid of death?" He stood up and shouted:

"No matter how much you talk about righteousness and how much blood you have on your hands, humanity will decline."

"Martial Saint, how much humanity do you still have now?"

"Believe it or not, what does it have to do with me?" Wu Shengren picked his ears carelessly, not caring at all.

Wang Songhe was speechless for a moment.

"I hope I can see the day when you sacrifice for martial arts instead of others sacrificing for your martial arts." Wang Songhe said coldly:

"But I'm afraid I won't be able to see it. Even if I cultivate the immortal way and live longer than ordinary people, I may not be able to wait."

"If I die, martial arts will no longer exist, and no one can fight against immortality, so I cannot die." Wu Shengren said.

Wang Songhe was silent for a moment.

The martial saint is the most powerful martial artist, and no one can match him. Therefore, according to the law of the jungle, he is more important than any other martial artist in the world.

If he were to die, it would be after all the other warriors died, and the martial saint would die as the last victim.

"You are right no matter what." Wang Songhe shook his head and said:

"Until all the martial arts warriors in the entire martial arts world are dead, no one can know whether you are a selfish person who lets the entire martial arts world achieve your goals at the expense of yourself, or whether you are a victim who is truly willing to make sacrifices."

"That's right." Wu Shengren also nodded. He will not prove his innocence, nor does he care about innocence.

After saying that, he stood up directly and walked towards the door.

"Wang Shanhe, follow me to meet someone." Wu Shengren said.

"Huh?" Wang Songhe was slightly surprised.

"You wouldn't think that I came here to reminisce with you, would you? Don't take yourself too seriously." Wu Shengren said calmly:

"A man who uses flesh and blood to change his appearance. His surname is also Qiao... And you have been in contact with Qiao's family more than once, right?"

Chapter 100 Third Generation Mu Qiaosen

Yancheng, among the private houses in the outer city area.

Qiao Mu walked out of the room and looked around, looking at the rather familiar scenery of the past.

In the past, the outer urban area of ​​Yancheng could be said to have ten rooms and five empty rooms.

And this time, Wu Jihui apparently found an unused house in the outer city to stay temporarily.

Wu Qizheng did not stop him from going out. Instead, he stood there with his chin in his hands, quietly observing Qiao Mu's every move.

I looked around at the entrance of the courtyard and could vaguely hear footsteps in the distance. A pedestrian who lived in the outer city was walking over.

Walking in the alley was a middle-aged man who looked like an old farmer. He was chatting with passers-by with big yellow teeth and a silly smile.

Seemingly noticing Qiao Mu's gaze, the middle-aged man looked back and was slightly startled.

"Old Huang?"

Qiao Mu didn't expect that he would bump into an old acquaintance by chance as soon as he arrived in Yancheng, so he hurriedly turned around and walked into the yard again.

Qiao Mu's "Flesh and Blood" is still at the stage of makeup and disguise.

Because he was knocked unconscious by Wu Shengren, his makeup had already been seen through, so Qiao Mu appeared with his original face at this moment.

The actual age of Qiao Mu is now 60 years old.

However, because the Changsheng Fist has been completed, Qiao Mu still has strong energy and blood, and looks younger than the average sixty-year-old man in the Great Yan Dynasty.

Just to disguise his identity, Qiao Mu usually makes himself up to look sixty years old.

Wu Qizheng took in Qiao Mu's reactions and looked thoughtful.

"As you can see, we are in Yancheng." He told the details of the plan to assassinate the emperor:

"To the west of Yancheng is the Qingming Mountain Range. Therefore, we come to Yancheng to rest for the time being."

"If we want to assassinate Emperor Yonghe, the best time to take action is on his way to Qingyun Temple..."

"But it's a pity that our Wuji Association still doesn't know the specific traces of Emperor Yonghe."

In the past, Xingxuan Envoy from Wujihui once came to Yancheng. The main purpose was to find traces of Emperor Yonghe in Yancheng area, and he went to meet Guo Yan by the way.

But it was obvious that there was a slight deviation in Xing Xuan Envoy's information.

Although Emperor Yonghe had arrived in Nanzhou, he was not in Yancheng at that time, but in Heyang Fucheng.

Qiao Mu was shocked when he heard Wu Qizheng briefly talk about the assassination of the emperor.

As the emperor of Dayan, every move of Emperor Yonghe was not his alone.

If he kowtows to the immortals of the Xuantian Sect, even as an ordinary pilgrim in private rather than as the Great Yan Emperor, it will inevitably bring serious consequences.

"No wonder Wu Ji had a plan to assassinate the emperor..." Qiao Mu sighed softly.

For Qiao Mu, there was no psychological burden in assassinating this emperor, who was known for his mediocrity and incompetence.

Therefore, his actions this time were indeed consistent with the interests and purposes of Wu Shengren.

Not to mention, Wu Shengren also made an offer that Qiao Mu couldn't refuse: the best martial arts secret book.

Wu Qizheng continued: "The time for Emperor Dayan to visit Qingyun Temple will be the first day of next month, that is, seven or eight days later."

"If we cannot find the traces of Emperor Dayan and assassinate him before the first day of the new year, once the time is delayed to the first day of the new year, the hope of success will be extremely slim."

If necessary, Wu Jihui would not want to directly go to the Qingyun Temple of the Xuantian Sect, which would mean directly confronting the Xuantian Sect.

Not only is it very likely that the assassination of the emperor will fail, there is also the possibility that the Xuantian Sect will take over.

After speaking, Wu Qi solemnly said:

"Qiao Zhong, assassinating the emperor is an extremely dangerous action. Even for a martial saint, it is also dangerous. It is very likely that he will become an enemy of the monks of Xuantian Sect."

"Martial Saint involves you in this matter because he actually wants to cultivate you into a future martial arts seed...or martial arts qualification."

"If you die, it will be your fault."

"If you can survive, you will have passed his test. He will give you the best martial arts secrets..."

"So, try to survive."

Qiao Mu had been listening carefully, but when he heard this, he was a little stunned.

When he first heard Wu Shengren talk about it, he didn't react yet, but now he saw Hua Dian.

His mission is to survive?

Does this sound a bit too difficult?

Can you let him die? Does death count?

For Qiao Mu, it is much easier to die than to live.

"If I want the top secret book in the hands of the Martial Saint, I must restrain my desire to die and try my best to save my life in the assassination of the emperor..."

"Isn't this too difficult? I'm afraid I can't bear it."

Qiao Mu was speechless.

But if you think about it carefully, he is now sixty years old, and although he is half of the Changshengquan, his energy and blood are still strong.

But if you are a few years older, you may face the dilemma of physical aging and declining Qi and blood.

Therefore, he really needs the second half of the "Longevity Boxing Sutra" in Wu Jihui's hands, and it is best to get it immediately.

"Before you get the complete "Eternal Life Fist Sutra", you really can't commit suicide at will. You should cherish life... cherish it for the time being."

"Wait until I get it before I commit suicide."

Qiao Mu thought in his heart.