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

Chapter 344

Qiao Mu sat down on the futon in front of the mountain wall and gently touched the Zhicheng Jinshi.

Similar to Wu Qizheng's previous situation, the smoke around him did not fluctuate at all, and there was nothing unusual about it.

"Huh? The dream-inducing incense doesn't work?" Brother Xian was slightly startled.

"Mr. Qiao." Zhang Kui thought for a while and shouted:

"You have to let go of your guard and don't resist, so that you can fall asleep and reveal your true desires in your dream."

"As a martial artist with a high level of spiritual cultivation like you, the dream incense cannot induce you to fall into a dream."

Perhaps it was because Qiao Mu had too much experience in daydreaming that Shan Mu's sincere dream not only did not allow him to reveal his desires, but even the step of entering the dream was stuck.

"I understand." Qiao Mu nodded and closed his eyes quietly.

Everyone has secrets that are difficult to tell outsiders. Wu Qi is like this, so why not him?

Just now he was just instinctively alert, but now as he deliberately relaxed, his consciousness soon became drowsy and he began to fall asleep.

The tree has fallen asleep, and the surrounding scene changes, turning into boundless mist.

The fog has begun to rise and fall, but it has been unable to form a clear and clear memory picture.

"Is it really still the case?" Brother Xian, the village chief, sighed:

"A warrior who is so overly powerful has instinctive defenses even when he is dreaming."

"This strong man." Brother Xian turned to look at Wu Qizheng next to him:

"The two of us don't know Mr. Qiao very well. Can we ask this strong man to guide him with words, as he did just now, so that Mr. Qiao can reveal his true desires?"

"That's what you said." Behind him, Wu Qi was already gearing up and was quite agitated.

Just now, Qiao Mu intentionally or unintentionally spied on some secrets.

Now he just wanted to retaliate in kind, and while Qiao Mu was asleep, he used all his strength to blast away his defenses.

In fact, Wu Qizheng had just met Qiao Shuangxun, another member of the Qiao family who had just jumped out of the cracks in the rocks.

But how hard can it be to guess the thoughts of the Qiao family?

If Wu Qizheng's obsession is Wu Shengren, then the Qiao family's obsession should be...

Wu Qi shouted and asked:

"The Qiao family has been the same for generations, and they have been killed at the hands of immortal cultivators one after another, and many members of the clan have been harmed. Why do you have such a strong desire to kill strangers?"

"It's nothing more than asking for a smooth mind and clear thoughts." Qiao Mu simply replied:

"This is our Qiao family's simple self-pursuit."

After his words came out, the surrounding milky white mist also surged rapidly.

"Huh? He just fell into a dream, and his desire is as strong as that of two hundred boys? This man is simply a boy among boys!"

In the undulating mist, memory images flew past like snowflakes.

This is the scene where the Qiao family members have always died in battle.

From Nanzhou to Zhongzhou to Southwest State.

Anyone who walks by will leave a body behind.

The road that the Qiao family walked was made of corpses.

However, he is slightly different from Wu Qizheng's previous state.

Qiao Mu is very skilled at daydreaming. Although he is dreaming at the moment, he still maintains basic sanity. The barriers in his heart are much thicker than Wu Qizheng's before.

As the master of dreams, Qiao Mu can influence the performance of this dream to a certain extent by relying on his rich experience in "lucid dreams" and "immortality dreams".

Although it is a reappearance of memory, it is hazy like looking at flowers in the fog. It is a vague third person, similar to Qiao Mu examining his own memory in his past immortal dream.

What Wu Qizheng asked was not about Qiao Shuangxun alone, and Qiao Mu responded in the same way.

However, Wu Qizheng was not convinced.

"Is it just what you want, that's all?" Wu Qizheng frowned.

"Since we are asking about the heart and the purest desires, it is natural that we are not here to distinguish between superior and inferior." Brother Dian, the village chief, now came out to smooth things over with a pair of panda eyes:

"Some people think of benefiting the world, and some people think of their wives and children."

"Mr. Wu's heart is not that ordinary, but ordinary people like us are not that big-hearted, so there is no need to feel ashamed of ourselves."

"If you follow someone blindly because you are ashamed of yourself, you will miss your true desires."

Brother Dianzi is full of philosophy now and looks like a complete sage.

But no matter what he said, he was unconvincing. Instead of stopping Wu Qizheng, it actually aroused his emotions.

"Just what you want? Not enough, not enough, not enough, not enough!"

Just as Qiao Mu had previously questioned Wu Qizheng's determination against Wu Shengren, Wu Qizheng was now questioning Qiao Mu's determination.

"There are indeed warriors in this world who have pure minds and only want to do what they want. The most famous among them should be the sword-banishing immortal."

Wu Qizheng has been traveling across Kyushu in the past few years, and naturally he also went to the Forest of Steles under Anxi Pass to pay homage to the tombs of Jian Banxian and others.

The epitaph of Jian Banxian was left by his brother Lu Yanbei. It is Lu Yanbei's annotation of his life:

Don’t ask about the common people, first ask about your own heart.

Do whatever you want, do whatever you want.

"A martial artist who only seeks to follow his own heart should be like a man who banishes immortals with his sword, a madman who has no etiquette and justice in his heart and uses force to violate the forbidden."

If you only seek to "comply with your own heart", give top priority to your inner feelings and whether your thoughts are clear.

Then naturally he is a person like Sword Banished Immortal, who is not restricted by the laws and morals of the world.

As for the safety of other people's lives?

But it is often not within the scope of such a person's consideration.

"If you just pursue the understanding of personal thoughts, why go to such an extent? Why waste the lives of many Qiao family members?"

"So, just follow your own heart. It doesn't have to be like this. Why should it be like this?"

"You are still hiding something. This is not the truest desire in your heart!" Wu Qi was aggressive, step by step, and his tone also increased.

"No, I'm just following my own heart, that's all." However, Qiao Mu didn't admit it.

"This is a lie!"

"No! That's right, that's right!"

The two people were facing each other tit for tat in the dream. Although the verbal confrontation made no actual progress, the surrounding fog suddenly expanded in a circle, rising and falling like a tide.

"It's gone up, it's gone up!" Brother Xian stared at his vain old eyes and beamed with joy:

"His virginity is still increasing and has already reached 250 virgins!"

"Our entire village can't produce so many boys, right? How strong is his desire?"

Amid the surging milky white mist, Qiao Mu turned his back to them and spoke in a low voice:

"It's indeed what I wanted."

"But when people live in this world, how can everything go smoothly?"

Qiao Mu has Qiao Mu's thoughts, Wu Qizheng has Wu Qizheng's thoughts, and the same goes for Wu Shengren, Yan Taizu, and the Nine Immortal Sects.

The mist surged like a tide, and scenes of memories emerged.

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There is Master Guo in Yancheng City whipping passers-by in the street, there is a flying tiger in Fucheng City in Heyang City in Nanzhou that attacks and kills passers-by, Qiao Pif takes off his policeman's soap clothes in public and turns into a stick of human flesh surrounded by fire. In the desert, the old soldiers and the paper Taoist soldiers have been fighting endlessly for forty years; there are compassionate statues of gods looking down on the mortals on the shrines, while the mortals worship and the incense is lingering...

"Things in the world are often unsatisfactory, but I don't want to see the world being dirty and filthy. I don't want to see the strong people pretending to be immortals. I don't want to see the weak people trying to make ends meet and begging gods to worship immortals."

"Since things in the world often don't go according to people's wishes, then naturally I can only smooth out the edges of the world and make the world go according to my wishes." Qiao Mu said deeply.

Scene after scene flashed through the milky white mist, and finally they were all fixed at the moment when each of the Qiao family members stood up and revolted.

They may win or lose, live or die, but whether successful or not, they remain the same from generation to generation.

Wu Qizheng changed color slightly.

This sounds a bit arrogant.

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly discovered...

There seems to be a subtle difference between the satisfactory meaning in his understanding and the satisfactory meaning in Qiao Mu's words.

"No wonder the Qiao family lives in this world, like a group of aliens who are different from the rest of the world..." Wu Qizheng's eyes moved slightly.

He asked again:

"If things in the world do not go according to your will, strangers do not go according to your will, sentient beings do not go according to your will, heaven and earth do not go according to your will...

So...how to deal with it? "

Many people want to live according to their hearts, but in the end they are often smoothed out by the world.

The Qiao family was a little different. In Wu Qizheng's imagination, the Qiao family in front of him should give him a special answer.

"That will naturally smooth the edges of the world."

Qiao Mu laughed loudly in his dream. He was in a strange state of half-asleep and half-awake, but he felt a sense of joy. The milky white mist around him almost boiled during his long laughter.

"Over there, I want all sentient beings and the heaven and earth to obey my wishes."

"I want those strangers who think they are immortals to disappear into thin air."

"I want this world to change into the shape that suits my heart!"

Wu Qizheng's pupils trembled slightly.

The two people beside him, Brother Fengxian and Zhang Kui, were even more shocked.

They looked at the boiling milky white mist and couldn't help but said:

"Can his virginity still increase?"

"Five hundred, eight hundred... already eight hundred virgins, it seems they haven't reached the limit yet!"

"But there is a saying. The desire hidden deep in his heart, which even he himself may not be aware of, is really extraordinary. It is indeed much higher than the desire of a virgin to lose his virginity."

Wu Qizheng was also shocked.

As we all know, the Qiao family is not alone.

This is a mysterious and huge family, known for its powerful and mysterious people and strict family rules.

Among them, there is also the most mysterious ancestor of the Qiao family, who only appears in the mouth of the Qiao family.

Who is unknown, but the ancestral precepts passed down by the ancestors of the Qiao family, the prophet, have been regarded as creeds by generations of descendants and have been adhered to to this day.

In fact, what Wu Qizheng has been asking is not about Qiao Shuanglong's desires, but what is the common vision for the entire Qiao family to be unified from generation to generation?

Now, Wu Qizheng already has an answer in his heart.

"Will the world be transformed into a shape that everyone in the Qiao family wants?"

"It turns out that generations of Qiao family members all have a vision of the world that fits their common understanding, so they can continue to fight hard to this day."

At this point, Wu Qizheng's long-standing doubts about the Qiao family were finally solved.

It's just that more curiosity arose.

He couldn't help but ask:

"What kind of shape do you want the world to become?"

That's it.

The milky white mist surged crazily again, trying to piece together a specific picture, but no matter how the mist rose and fell, the picture was always blurry.

More and more milky white mist surged toward the center, and the picture became clearer little by little...

"Nine hundred... one thousand, that's already a thousand boys! Since the establishment of Black Mountain Village, all the boys who have been dedicated are not even a thousand, right?"

Just when Zhang Kui and Brother Xian were looking forward to it, they saw the milky white mist surging crazily around them and boiling.

The sea of ​​mist in all directions was trembling violently, gushing out like spring water.

When they opened their eyes, they found that they had woken up from their dreams and reappeared in the small small room in the outside world, which felt a little boring.

Rumble.

The golden mountain wall cracked and separated from the middle to both sides, forming a bottomless tunnel in the middle.

"Where is the incarnation of the Mountain Mother that we agreed on? It's not like a thousand boys can't be satisfied, right?" Qiao Mu looked at Brother Xian.

"The dream has stopped again." Brother Dianxian also frowned:

"According to convention, the incarnation of the Mountain Mother Queen should have appeared in the dream."

Zhang Kui was still there, clasping his fingers and thinking wildly:

"Is it because there are too many boys in a year? This time the dream was interrupted, not because the dreamer was awakened, but because the sincere dream of the Mountain Mother was interrupted?"

"But... sincerity leads to the opening of gold and stone. Since the cave has appeared, it must have awakened the Mountain Mother."

The cave was small at first, but as you went inside, it became wider, allowing four people to walk in side by side.

What's even more strange is that a faint light can be vaguely seen ahead.

It's not that there is another exit in the cave, but the cave behind the Zhencheng Stone seems to be a luminous stone vein, and the mountain walls deep in the cave are glowing faintly.

After walking about a hundred steps, everyone stopped at the same time.

They had seen the largest source of light ahead.

It was a beautiful, milky-white beauty, with half of her body still in the mountain wall. She was pressing both sides of the mountain wall with her hands, as if she was squeezing out of the mountain with force.

The beauty's appearance is similar to that of the Mountain Mother Goddess in the temple outside, and is more delicate and elegant than the rough stone statue.

The beauty opened her eyes and stared at Qiao Mu and the others in front of her. Her eyes were gentle and there was no obvious alertness.

"Shan...could you be the Mountain Mother?" Brother Xian opened his vain old eyes and stood there as if petrified.

In the past, he had only seen the image of the Mountain Mother in his dreams. How had he ever seen such a beautiful woman?

"Yes, and no." The beauty's eyes were calm, and there was a smile on her lips. She seemed to have a gentle look in her eyes when she looked at Brother Dian and the others.

"This black mountain is my body, but it is too big and too heavy. Even I can't mobilize all the power of this black mountain, so I am trapped in this mountain and cannot leave."

The beauty with the lower half of her body pointed with her finger, and saw that the path to the cave behind Qiao Mu had quietly closed up, while the top of the cave suddenly opened up, and a soft moonlight fell, and she did not know when she had reached the top of the Black Mountain.

"Children, over the years I have been plundering the desires and blood of young boys, just for the moment when I emerge from the chrysalis and become a butterfly."

"And now..." The beauty looked at Qiao Mu and others.

Mountain Mother is originally a demon born from heaven and earth. She is as pure as white paper. She is only colored by human desires from the most sincere dreams.

Among these colors, half is the yellow accumulated in the past, and the other half is the color of today.

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