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

Just talking about the death toll, there are more than that in history, but it is not uncommon.

But 10 people died, including that Anxi city, all of them disappeared without a trace, leaving no trace... This makes things seem confusing.

In the few years after the war, many people believed that those soldiers were not dead, so many people from Zhongzhou came to the desert to look for them.

It's just that with the passage of time and the establishment of the Anxi Gate, their hopes gradually faded.

And including the innkeeper, the family letters in the hands of these townspeople... were not intended to be sent to the dead, but to the living.

This glimmer of hope is their obsession to stay outside the Anxi Pass.

.....

The checkpoint gate slammed shut.

The figures of Qiao Mu and the old woman disappeared from everyone's sight.

Mr. Hai sighed, adjusted his breath silently, and used his kung fu to repair the damage inside his body.

"Brother Big Eye gave me a bad idea this time." Mr. Hai shook his head and said:

"The "Blood Violence Art" he gave me can temporarily enhance eyesight and reaction speed, but even if I use this "Blood Violence Art", it still can't match the Iron Lady..."

"Maybe this matter needs to be discussed in the long run... eh? Where is Brother Big Eye? Wasn't he still in the crowd just now?"

He searched in the crowd, but found nothing.

...........

The interior of Anxiguan is not big, and the buildings inside are also the residences of the soldiers.

The soldiers stationed here are not too many, the total number is only 200, and these soldiers are obviously not elites in all battles, and their strength is mediocre.

There are less than one-third of the top-grade Neijin Wufu in it.

It can be seen that the Dayan court does not seem to attach much importance to this Anxi pass, which can be seen from the number and strength of soldiers.

The only strange person is the female general who guards the pass.

She is a martial artist of the third grade of god refining. Although she is already old and her vitality has declined, her strength is obviously still there.

Weak soldiers with strong generals?This is unreasonable.

It is already an anomaly for a martial artist of the third rank of god refinement to appear in this Anxi pass.

The old woman led Qiao Shu up to the city wall of Anxiguan, and told the soldiers who followed her to retreat.

Looking down from the city wall, you can see the cemetery in the distance. There are many tombstones, as dense as a forest.

"Mr. Qiao, your martial arts cultivation is astonishing, and I can't stop you." The old woman looked at the forest of steles, and said first:

"As for the hundred-mile desert outside the pass, if you have any questions, you can ask me here."

Are you guarding the gate?Besides, wasn't she very domineering towards the ordinary townsman just now... Qiao Mu was a little hard to understand why the old woman's attitude suddenly changed drastically.

But he didn't care about such details, and after thinking for a while, he asked the first question:

"Where did you learn "Wu Sheng Sheng Xi Jue", is it related to Wu Shengren or Wu Jihui?"

The old woman was obviously taken aback, surprised that this was the first question Qiao Mu asked.

"I am not practicing "Wu Sheng Sheng Xi Jue", I have nothing to do with Wu Shengren or Wu Jihui."

"If you want to ask me why I guard this pass, it's actually my personal wish."

"I haven't practiced the "Spiritual Rhinoceros Jue", how could I have an intuition?" Qiao Mu asked.

The old woman's eyes were deep and she was silent for a moment, but she didn't go into details:

"Mr. Qiao, this question has nothing to do with that desert."

"You are a rare master, and you may have a certain chance of entering the desert, so I just want to do my best."

"But that's not the reason for you to inquire about my details."

"You want to help an old man who has entered the desert, but why do you prevent the townspeople from breaking through?" Qiao Mu asked again.

"Naturally, it's because the desert is very dangerous and a forbidden zone for life." The old woman said lightly:

"Ordinary people enter, it can be said that there will be ten deaths and no life. A master like you may have a chance...Of course, whether you go or not, I can't stop you."

"Tell me where is the specific danger in this desert?" Qiao Mu asked again.

"Although this desert is only a hundred miles in radius, it is not comparable to the wild desert in the west of Kyushu, but almost all the people who have entered the desert over the years are lost in it, and they never return. This is a natural maze."

"In addition, there are also rumors like 'yin soldiers crossing the border'. It is said that travelers who go deep into the desert will sometimes encounter ghost soldiers gathering as white as paper and hear the hallucination of horns..."

Qiao Mu nodded.

These words seem to be in line with Daozhen's rhetoric.

"You said that this level of peace can't stop a real master, does that mean that before me, there are other masters who broke through the level?" Qiao Mu asked again.

"That's right. The most recent master who broke through the barrier has a great reputation. You may have heard of it." The old woman said:

"Mujian Sanren Lu Yanbei, whose swordsmanship has reached a high level, can be ranked No. 30 in Tingchaolou's 'Skill List'. In terms of swordsmanship alone, he may be among the top ten swordsmen in the world."

"He also has a high-ranking disciple called 'Dragon Claw' Hu Han, who has become quite famous in Zhongzhou in recent years."

"Hmm... so, what about the number one in the world 40 years ago, the sword exiled immortal? Has he also passed this level?" Qiao Mu asked again.

A look of surprise flashed across the old woman's face.

Sword Banxian was the number one martial artist in the world 40 years ago. In front of an elderly martial artist like her, her reputation is naturally thunderous.

"I don't know that," she said:

"The top ten masters in the world, headed by Sword Banxian, disappeared ten years after the Alien War, that is, 30 years ago today, and there was no such resting gate at that time."

Qiao Mu nodded thoughtfully, and then asked the last question:

"I've heard people say that the [-] officers and soldiers back then were not dead, and there are still people trapped in Anxi City in the desert... As the guard of Anxi Pass, have you ever heard of the rumors?"

Chapter 182 Chapter 176

As soon as Qiao Mu said this.

The old woman beside her was looking at the forest of steles in the distance, her expression was obviously a little stunned, her hands pressed on the fence were clenched subconsciously, the knuckles of her fingers were slightly white, obviously her heart was not at peace.

"Mr. Qiao was joking." The old woman's tone was still calm:

"It has been 40 years since the Alien War. Even if there were survivors after the war in the early years, the whole army was not wiped out. Could it be possible to stick to it for 40 years in this desert?"

"Even if it is a fictional story told by the storytellers, the remnant army still sticks to the isolated city for 40 years when they are isolated and helpless, it is already so bizarre and absurd that the storytellers dare not make up such a story."

The old woman paused for a moment, and his eyes flicked to the small town outside the pass.

"Most of the people in this town are relatives of the [-] soldiers in the past. Many of them were lucky many years ago, but now the number of people in the town is gradually decreasing."

"How long is 40 years?" The old woman's eyes were gloomy, and her long gray hair was blown up by the strong wind.

"The lifespan of a warrior is not much longer than that of ordinary people. 40 years can turn a beauty into gray hair, and a hero will also be old."

"Only aliens pursue longevity, have a long lifespan, and can span long years..."

When talking about strangers, the female general who guards the Anxi Gate has deeper and deeper eyes, like a bottomless pool of water.

"Mr. Qiao, your martial arts cultivation is so good, I'm afraid you have reached the first rank?"

"As a rank-one martial artist, you may know how powerful a foreigner is better than me." The old woman sighed slightly.

There are nine ranks of martial arts in the world, the first rank is already the pinnacle of martial arts, the top martial arts designated by the imperial court.

Although there are differences in the strengths and weaknesses of the first rank, but on this peak, you can see how far the martial arts are from the immortals above the clouds.

"The Nine Great Immortal Gates overwhelmed Dayan, and a war of aliens shattered the backbone of the literati and warriors of the entire Dayan."

"Then, how different is the strength of such a powerful Nine Great Immortal Sects compared to the original one hundred thousand Great Yan soldiers, how could it be possible for those original one hundred thousand soldiers to linger until now?" The old woman asked in a deep voice:

"If Mr. Qiao is lucky enough to enter the desert with such awareness, then please go back."

"Although I can't stop you, I also know that you are bound to die if you do this."

It sounded like she was questioning the outrageous rumor in Qiao Mu's mouth, but when Qiao Mu listened carefully, it seemed that the old woman was talking to herself, pouring cold water on her luck.

Qiao Mu could only remain silent. He was actually very puzzled by this question, let alone answer it.

Dao Zhen, a disciple of Dao Dao Sect, told him that there is still a lone army in the desert, and what they have to face is the Nine Great Immortal Sects whose strength is far stronger than theirs.

Not to mention whether they still have the will to fight for 40 years...

The strength of Xianmen has surpassed that of the Dayan Dynasty. If this lone army is still there, the first prerequisite for them to survive until now is: either Xianmen doesn't care about their lives at all, or Xianmen has another purpose, which is deliberate. For that.

Xianmen regards ordinary people as ants and mayflies, like cats playing with mice, the gap between the two is already a world of difference.

"Since I, Qiao Shuangsen, have come, I won't leave." Qiao Mu said seriously:

"If there are still solitary troops in this desert, then I will try my best to help them escape."

"If this is just a hoax, a groundless rumor, then it's not too bad." Qiao Mu said quietly:

"At least it's not true that such an iron army has been fighting alone and helpless. It's hard to think about such a day."

If there is such an iron army that has persisted for 40 years, what is the most bitter thing?

It's not that they're alone and nobody knows they're fighting.

But at the same time that this remnant army fought bloody battles for 40 years, the Great Yan Dynasty had already bowed its knees to the Nine Great Immortal Sects, devoting all the manpower and material resources of Kyushu to supply the high Nine Great Immortal Sects.

Even many people in Kyushu do not know that the stranger is the so-called immortal, and they still pay homage to the immortals on the shrine and provide incense.

Qiao Mu was born to live forever, his life is worthless, and he can always squander it at will, so he is brave and brave all the way, daring to enter this forbidden area of ​​life alone.

But in the eyes of this old woman, she, a veteran who has guarded Anxi Guan for many years, was dazzled for a while.

"Just because of an illusory rumor? Are you willing to gamble with your own life?" Her voice was still as cold as before, but there was an obvious fluctuation in her expression.

Qiao Mu only smiled back.

"If there is such a group of remnants of the Great Flame Army, then their lives are naturally more important than the life of the old man who stepped into the coffin with half a foot."

"Since I know about this, how can I sit idly by?"

Qiao Mu's words are true.

After all, his life is worthless, not to mention the remnant soldiers of the Great Yan, just a possible existence of the world's number one sword exile in the past is worth his gamble.

Anyway, what he is doing is a win-win business, and he will earn blood if he wins the bet or loses!

It's just that hearing these words in the ears of the old guard woman gave a different feeling.

"Old Mr. Qiao, Gao Yi." The old woman was suddenly respectful, and she, who had always been as cold as ice, bowed her hands to Qiao Mu at this moment:

"I will continue to sit here and wait for Mr. Qiao's return. If Mr. Qiao has other needs, feel free to mention them."

After finishing speaking, she called the soldiers around her, went to the warehouse to bring some water bags and dry food, and asked Qiao Mu to take them away.

"There's nothing else needed...it's better to proclaim my name well."

Qiao Mu stroked the white beard at the corner of his mouth, and said with a bold smile:

"The old man has nothing else to like in his life, but a good name, and he likes to show his holiness in front of others."

"You all remember the old man's name well, don't let the old man die quietly, this is the greatest help to me."

Done.

Qiao Mu laughed and turned around, jumped forward, and was already walking towards the open Anxi Shut Gate alone.

Outside the door is the desolate desert, the wind is blowing with yellow sand, and the distorted heat wave blurs the vision.

An Anxiguan is the dividing line between Zhongzhou and the desert.

The guard's old woman followed the back of the old man who had gone away alone, and her heart was filled with awe again.

Qiao Mu's last karmic words were actually true words.

But when he said it on this occasion, it seemed like a bold and dry joke.

"Praise your name? If such a heroic person really cares about his reputation, how can he talk about his reputation?" The old woman sighed:

"The implication is that you don't need my help..."

rumbling....

The heavy gate of the checkpoint slammed shut, shutting out the yellow sand all over the sky and the old man who had gone away alone.