Kill Me More Times, I’ll Become Invincible

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In the peach blossom forest.

Qiao Mu sat cross-legged under a tree, his lips tightly closed, but his voice resounded in everyone’s hearts.

"This method is derived from the ‘Military Spiritual Technique’, combined with the ‘Martial Saint Spiritual Technique’ and techniques like sound transmission, it has already diverged greatly from the original ‘Military Spiritual Technique’, so it should have a new name."

"Let’s call it the Spiritual Sound Conducting Technique."

Next, Qiao Mu didn’t keep any secrets, and taught everyone this technique of transmitting sound across space through intuition.

This secret technique made Long Shankong and other martial artists in the Southwest Province feel inexplicably shocked, even suspecting that it had gone beyond the current realm of martial arts.

But Qiao Mu thought differently.

What he did was actually standing on the shoulders of his predecessors.

Li Changge’s "Spiritual Technique" and "Military Spiritual Technique," Martial Saint’s "Martial Saint Spiritual Technique," are all mysterious and innovative modern methods, despite being in early stages of development.

These talented martial artists are making breakthroughs from scratch.

Although Qiao Mu’s talent and understanding can’t compare to these martial geniuses, his knowledge in martial arts is outstanding.

Through years of diligent study and vast knowledge, facing numerous challenges, he slowly advanced in martial arts step by step.

Though it may seem like a short distance, it actually represents decades of progress.

Local martial artists like Long Shankong found this mysterious technique miraculous because a member of the Qiao family managed to achieve decades of progress in a single moment.

What astonished them even more was…

Despite being an incredibly complex and unbelievable martial arts secret, Qiao Pian didn’t keep it to himself and instead shared this technique with three hundred soldiers.

Even these strangers, who met by chance, can openly listen by the side.

"Can a member of the Qiao family really let go of their prejudices? I’m not too sure," Long Shankong still had some doubts in his mind.

"Is he truly noble, or does he have another motive?"

Others also chimed in:

"There have only been two or three peak martial arts masters who were able to let go of their prejudices in the past hundred years."

"Forty years ago, the martial arts world in Jiu Province was filled with prestigious families and strict factions, until the Martial Saint broke down the prejudices and collected the martial arts of all the major families in Jiu Province."

"If we were to count the second, it would be a member of the Qiao family."

When not discussing the Martial Saint, Long Shankong, who was always skeptical, had even more doubts in his mind.

Long Shankong is a descendant of the Eight-armed Heavenly Dragon and naturally holds a deep grudge against the Martial Saint.

The so-called breaking down of prejudices by the Martial Saint mainly involved breaking down others’ prejudices, relying on collected martial arts to establish a Wuji Association, which then spread the first half of the secret scrolls.

Are the members of the Qiao family really living so happily?

Long Shankong felt that he needed to observe further.

"I want to see if this Qiao Pian is true to himself."

So he decisively joined the crowd and eagerly began eavesdropping.

This eavesdropping went on for several days.

On the first day, Qiao Mu spoke about the "Spiritual Sound Conducting Technique" in the peach blossom forest.

The three hundred old soldiers and martial arts heroes gained a lot and were full of emotions.

On the second day, Qiao Mu spoke about "Birds Adoring the Phoenix Spear" in the peach blossom forest.

Long Shankong and the martial arts heroes were initially doubtful, but by sunset, after listening to Qiao Mu talk about martial arts, they were already impressed.

The doubts that arose yesterday about the Qiao family have completely disappeared.

"Ah, if we had known that Senior Qiao was willing to share ‘Birds Adoring the Phoenix Spear’ with everyone, why would we still fight for it?"

"Forget about competing with the Qiao family for ‘Birds Adoring the Phoenix Spear’, I’m willing to help Senior Qiao even in stealing martial arts techniques!"

"Having such a master willing to share martial arts skills is a great opportunity."

"Isn’t it unbelievable… if someone had told you beforehand that if the Qiao family member got ‘Birds Adoring the Phoenix Spear’, they would publicly share martial arts, would you believe it?"

Everyone couldn’t help but admire, their initial vigilance towards the Qiao family member had completely vanished, leaving only admiration.

But this was only the beginning on the second day.

On the third day, Qiao Mu spoke about the "Human Path Sutra" in the peach blossom forest.

This had a strong impact on everyone, like a big rock thrown into a pond, immediately shaking their hearts.

It’s important to know that Hai Wuya had been spreading the "Xumi Mountain King Sutra" for several months already.

With the intentional spreading by the Wuji Association, this practice had already spread throughout different areas of Jiu Province.

The Long Life Gate in Dong Province was alerted by this, and even the mountain bandit Zhang Kui in Southwest Province had a copy of the "Xumi Mountain King Sutra," planning to offer it to Qiao Mu…

The spread of the "Xumi Mountain King Sutra" was extensive.

Even the martial arts figures in Southwest Province had heard of it to some extent, even if they hadn’t practiced it themselves.

Because of their knowledge of the "Xumi Mountain King Sutra," when Qiao Mu spoke about the "Human Path Sutra," they realized the mysterious nature of the Qiao family member…

"Qi and blood are essential for martial artists," said Qiao Mu.

"When the Qi and blood are strong inside, internal strength will naturally grow, allowing one to reach the 9th rank of strength training."

"As one’s Qi and blood weaken in old age, even if the internal strength remains, they may end up like a rootless duckweed, finding it difficult to progress as quickly and skillfully as they did in their youth."

"A martial artist’s power, skills, technique, and spirit are not separate paths."

"If you’re weak inside, how can you train internal strength?"

"If your internal strength hasn’t reached the 4th level, your dantian isn’t full, and you haven’t reached the body’s limits, how can you refine your spirit?"

"A martial artist’s foundation lies in their internal energy. The ‘Human Path Sutra’ is a technique focusing on cultivating internal energy…"

Qiao Mu isn’t talking about mysterious secrets, but sharing his understanding of the martial arts basics based on his current perspective.

The heroes were listening with great interest.

Qiao Mu’s martial arts foundation is very strong, surpassing ordinary martial artists… This is because his talent and understanding are exceptional, so he spends a long time at each level of martial arts, making his foundation exceptionally solid.

After accumulating knowledge for seven centuries, his martial arts expertise is unmatched.

The Qiao Mu standing before the heroes is truly the best teacher they have ever seen.

After all, as an ordinary martial artist of 700 years, Qiao Mu had a very strong foundation.

If you ask the top student for help with a problem, they may give you the answer, but you might struggle to follow their thinking process.

However, if you ask a hardworking top student who has honed their skills through practice, they can often give a perfect explanation.

Hardworking top students may not be exceptionally intelligent, but they excel through practice. They have thought deeply about challenging questions and can understand each other’s perspectives.

Qiao Mu, the unmatched 725-year-old student in Jiu Province, even the principal must address him with respect. Who else has such rich experience?

Teaching a few new students is like a walk in the park, very easy and comfortable.

This effortless attitude, seen by Long Shankong and others, was truly like that of a master.

"Qiao Pian’s understanding of martial arts is so amazing that I can’t even keep up!"

"After practicing martial arts for fifty years, I realized today that I was on the wrong path. Qiao Pian is like a savior to me, I will never forget his kindness in guiding me back on track in this lifetime."

"I have reached the first level breakthrough in my ‘Human Path Sutra’!"

After just three days of martial arts training, these travelers from different schools have all made progress, with some even breaking through in their martial arts overnight, feeling extremely happy.

On the fourth day.

The wounds on the heroes’ bodies had already healed quite a bit.

Some lightly injured wanderers in the rivers and lakes have recovered and regained their ability to move, but surprisingly, no one wanted to leave.

They have all tasted the sweetness and see this Peach Blossom Villa as a rare opportunity in their lifetime. Who would be willing to leave?

…………….

The morning of the fifth day arrived.

Qiao Mu, as usual, sat quietly under the peach blossom forest.

The fat cat, in the form of impermanence, quietly stuck to his feet, purring softly.

This chubby cat always cuddled up close whenever Qiao Mu practiced martial arts, even sitting directly on Qiao Mu’s lap as if it were a VIP seat.

However, she didn’t really listen, it went in one ear and out the other, even treating it like a lullaby, falling asleep soundly every time.

Qiao Mu didn’t mind though, after all, she was just a little kitty despite being able to talk.

While the martial arts practice hadn’t started yet, Long Shankong arrived early by himself.

"Long Shankong? What’s up?" Qiao Mu raised his eyes.

These days, of course, he had also figured out the ins and outs of Long Shankong and the gang.

Speaking of Long Shankong, he was no ordinary person. As the grandson of the Eight-armed Heavenly Dragon, he was twenty-nine years old this year and had reached the 1st rank of the Spiritual Refining Period like Wu Rulong.

As top martial artists like the Spear Saint and the Eight-armed Heavenly Dragon, it was entirely possible for them to become the first generation head of a prominent martial arts family, establishing a powerful martial arts lineage.

"An outstanding martial artist is hard to find and train. But it’s quite normal for some Spirit Refining martial artists to emerge among the younger generations."

"And Long Shankong is the most talented descendant among the Eight-armed Heavenly Dragon family."

"Senior Qiao, I, Long Shankong, always repay kindness and grudges." Long Shankong said.

"After listening to Senior Qiao talk about martial arts for several days in this villa, I feel ashamed for not repaying the favor."

"So…" Long Shankong paused and took out a pair of Golden Silkworm Gloves from his pocket.

"These are Golden Silkworm Gloves. They are not ordinary items but a unique item woven by monster beasts, they can resist water, fire, and blades."

"This treasure is actually one of the rare treasures from the Great Yan Imperial Palace’s treasury, which my grandfather, the Eight-armed Heavenly Dragon, obtained when he invaded the palace."

"A treasure from the imperial palace?" Qiao Mu became interested. He took out the King Qin Sword from his storage bag and gestured towards the Golden Silkworm Gloves.

"Can your invincible Golden Silkworm Gloves block my King Qin Sword?"

"This… seems impossible," Long Shankong blushed.

The Golden Silkworm Gloves were magical items woven by monsters and stored in the treasure vault of the Great Yan Palace.

On the other hand, Qiao Mu’s King Qin Sword was a mystical object crafted by the Immortal Gate Great Dao Sect, and compared to that, the Golden Silkworm Gloves paled in comparison.

"You better keep this thing for yourself then," Qiao Mu lost interest.

The Golden Silkworm Gloves were a precious treasure for Long Shankong, but for Qiao Mu, they were of little use. He even doubted if he could tear apart the "indestructible" Golden Silkworm Gloves with his bare hands.

"Um…" Long Shankong was feeling a bit conflicted.

"It’s a pity that I already consumed the unknown elixir Grandpa stole from the palace back then, or else…"

Many years ago, the Eight-armed Heavenly Dragon stole some treasures from the palace, bringing blessings to future generations.

In fact, this was also due to the mercy of the Founding Emperor Yan, who valued talent and gave the Eight-armed Heavenly Dragon a way out.

Long Shankong was twenty-nine years old and held the first rank in martial arts. His martial arts skills were even more advanced than Wu Rulong’s, which was also related to this.

Long Shankong remembered his family’s ancestral martial art, the "Eight Armed Heavenly Dragon Fist," but hesitated and ultimately didn’t speak about it.

Unlike the Qiao family members who were open-hearted, he was not willing to consider his family’s martial arts as a way to repay debts of gratitude or favors in martial arts.

"I am truly ashamed that I have nothing to offer in return," Long Shankong blushed a bit.

He thought that holding himself to repaying kindness and grievances would bring something worthwhile, but in the end, he couldn’t come up with anything decent.

"I don’t have any other treasures left in my hands, only some ordinary items."

"Are you talking about gold and silver? I do need those," Qiao Mu nodded.

The Peach Blossom Villa had hundreds of people, and the daily expenses were quite high.

Upon hearing this, Long Shankong was delighted, "I have a bag of gold in my hands. Although it can’t compare to Senior Qiao’s kindness… if Senior Qiao is willing to accept it, I would feel much relieved."

After speaking, he brought a bag of gold and handed it to Qiao Mu.

The weight was quite heavy, the bag was full. Qiao Mu weighed it and felt that it was a hefty ten catties.

"Ten catties of gold, one hundred taels, this is indeed a generous gift," he said.

Qiao Mu nodded silently, opened the bag casually, took a look inside, and then he froze.

Inside the bag, there was actually not gold at all, but stones of various sizes?

"Long Shankong?" Qiao Mu raised the bag of stones in his hand, looking puzzled.

This guy came early in the morning, blabbered for a long time, said he wanted to thank him, but in the end, it was all nonsense. Was he intentionally amusing him?

Long Shankong’s reaction also surprised him.

He furrowed his brow, stared at Qiao Mu for a while, and then appeared somewhat embarrassed.

"I didn’t mean that, this was supposed to be a bag of gold."

Thinking about this, Long Shankong frowned.

"Could it be that the group of merchants from Linhe City switched the gold with stones when we weren’t looking?"

Upon careful consideration, Long Shankong found it absurd.

Who is he? The grandson of the Eight-armed Heavenly Dragon.

His grandpa, the Eight-armed Heavenly Dragon, could even enter the palace and was known for having the fastest legs and fists in the world… and yet in his generation, someone managed to swap his gold without anyone noticing?

Those merchants couldn’t possibly be more skilled martial artists than him, right?

Just at that awkward moment.

The Impermanent Demon Cat who had been asleep beside them suddenly opened her eyes, swiftly jumped onto Qiao Mu’s shoulder, moved her head closer, and sniffed the bag of stones in Qiao Mu’s hand with great interest.

"You fatty pig, can stones be eaten too?" Qiao Mu saw Impermanence opening its mouth as if wanting to swallow the stone, and quickly grabbed its back of the neck.

However, Impermanence only sniffed and licked the stone lightly, saying:

"Qiao Qiao, there’s a strange aura here."