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

"If Tingchao Lou can spread the news, the Qiao family should know about it...Although I don't know which Qiao family this Qiao Zhong's is..."

After hearing the news, what decision will the Qiao family make? Should they go to rescue Qiao Zhong, or, as Qiao Zhong said, use the flesh and blood of the Qiao family to fill the gluttonous mouth of the Martial Saint?

Jade Faced Flying Dragon naturally doesn't know the answer to this question, he can only talk about human affairs.

The fifth-rank martial artist listened for a moment and said:

"Then, I will also try to spread the news about Wu Shengren through the official channels. After all, I am a fifth-rank warrior, and I am also a nominal official in Heyang Prefecture..."

"Maybe in a few years, we will die at the hands of Wu Shengren, but before that, I will never let Wu Shengren have a good time."

The two said goodbye quickly and parted ways.

After the Jade Faced Flying Dragon left, he immediately went to a familiar tea house in the west of the city, told the shopkeeper some secret words, and ordered a small box.

Not long after, a storyteller dressed in blue and with a sword came in.

"Is this jade-faced flying dragon well-known in Heyang Fucheng... I heard that it is a fourth-grade master." Jiang Chen walked into the room with a smile on his face.

He joined Tingchaolou, although he was forced to.

But thanks to joining Tingchaolou, otherwise, with his identity and strength, he might not be able to get in touch with fourth-rank masters.

Tingchaolou is famous for its strong intelligence capabilities, and this is also thanks to the informants of Tingchaolou all over Kyushu...A large part of the anecdotes are actually provided by Jianghu travelers like Jade Flying Dragon. of.

"Is it a 'real story', or an 'strange news'?" Jiang Chen asked with a smile.

If it is true, Tingchaolou will ask the informant to provide more information to ensure its authenticity.

If it's an anecdote, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if it's true or not, just listen to it for fun, as long as it can attract people's attention.

"It's true." The jade-faced flying dragon sighed:

"But this true incident is probably even stranger than any anecdote."

"What I'm going to say next, don't be afraid after listening..."

"The martial sage who is famous all over the world has appeared again, and he is actually a man-eating demon... Even the top ten martial arts masters in the previous generation's hero list were all killed by him..."

...

"Really? Are you serious? Are you stupid or am I stupid?"

"Shunfeng Er" looked at Jiang Chen in front of him, his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Shunfenger" is the code name of Tingchaolou members, just like the most famous "Bai Xiaosheng" back then.

And he has a good ear, in fact, he is the fake storyteller who dragged Jiang Chenqiang into Tingchao Building yesterday.

"Although I'm a fan of the 'strange stories' in Chaolou, I prefer to talk about the romantic affairs of the top ten rotten crotches in Jianghu... But the matter of Wu Shengren is ten times and a hundred times better than that of rotten crotches! "

He became interested all of a sudden.

When he does things, he doesn't really care about the truth and falsehood, he pays attention to the word "odd".

And Wu Shengren's matter really made him feel outrageous.

"I've made a deal on this matter, I'll go to the teahouse later." Shunfeng Er said slowly.

Although he had made a decision, there was one more thing that puzzled him.

"If this is true, how could it be possible for the two Jade Faced Flying Dragons to return to Heyang Fucheng alive with the style of Wu Shengren?"

"What is he thinking? Is he deliberately spreading this matter through the mouths of these two people?"

"It has been dormant for 40 years, but why did the martial sage reveal the truth of the previous generation of martial arts at this time?"

Shunfeng'er squinted his eyes, and looked at the Xuantian Temple in the north of the city in the distance, thoughtfully.

Chapter 102 Chapter 97 The Last Hope of the Human Race (3k

"Have you heard?"

At the door of the teahouse, Shunfeng Er patted a regular customer on the shoulder:

"The matter of Wu Shengren has been widely spread recently. I heard that he finally showed up--"

"Yes, I heard that the top ten martial arts masters in the world in the last era all died at the hands of him." The acquaintance sighed:

"I really didn't expect this...that day the top ten people in the world didn't die at the hands of other people, but at the hands of Wu Shengren..."

"The martial arts in the last era actually ended in the hands of Wu Shengren's family. No wonder when Shaolin Wudang and other great factions were wiped out, none of the top ten martial arts at that time showed up. It turned out that they were already dead..."

After chatting with regular customers, Shun Feng Er went on to the next regular customer.

"Have you heard? About Wu Shengren, I heard that he is a food----"

"Man-eating demon." The regular customer turned his head, and before Shun Fenger could finish speaking, he continued the conversation with great interest:

"Just a few days ago, the martial sage fought with the fairy maiden Wu Qingxin outside the city, and the passion in the fight was burning like fire under the moon, and finally squeezed the saint into a human being... You said that Wu Shengren is an animal demon who actually did such a thing, but he was raised as a disciple for so many years, and he was eaten up and wiped out like this."

Omniscient:?

"No, where did you hear about it?" Shunfenger gasped on the spot.

"Tingchaolou, do you know Tingchaolou? This is the most transcendent and mysterious force in the martial arts. Shaolin Wudang has been destroyed, and none of the martial sages at that time could destroy Tingchaolou..."

"Let me tell you, Tingchaolou actually likes to spread such rotten crotch stories, for example, there is a self-proclaimed Shunfenger..."

"Ahem...Even if you are listening to Chaolou, you have to provide evidence." Shunfeng continued without blushing and panting:

"What you said is too outrageous."

"Where is it outrageous? Actually, I was at the scene at the time, and I even recorded the incident completely." The regular customer looked around and took out a small book from his arms mysteriously. The book was handed over to Shunfeng'er.

Shunfeng Er took it over in a daze, flipped a page at random and glanced:

"The martial sage looked down at the fairy maiden, his expression was as cold and arrogant as ever, without a trace of warmth, and his tone was like that of the extreme northern iceberg that has not melted for a thousand years: Woman, you are playing with fire."

"If you dare to leave my side and try again, even Xianmen can't keep you."

"Qingxin, your weakness is that your mood is not clear enough, let me be healthy, how much your mood has improved..."

"..."

Shunfeng Er silently closed the thread-bound book, with a dull expression.

The scholar smiled and pointed a finger in front of his eyes:

"A tael of silver."

Yep, I met a book dealer.

This group of people moved very fast, and it was only a few days before Wu Shengren showed up, and the little yellow book had already been arranged.

Seeing that Shunfeng didn't speak, the book dealer thought it was not to his taste, so he took out another small book:

"Don't like it? I have something more powerful."

"This is a martial arts secret book that all martial sages have read! It only costs two taels of silver."

Shunfeng'er looked at the "Chrysanthemum Acupuncture Hand" in the hands of the book dealer, and fell into deep thought.

Soon.

He was walking out with a stack of books in his hands, and met Jiang Chen's strange eyes.

"The book dealer is a talent, and his actions are quite fast. Maybe he has the qualifications of a storyteller of the anecdote faction." Shunfeng Er forcefully explained:

"I want to take a good look at his writing skills. If he is passable, maybe we can recruit him to join us in Tingchao Building."

"...." Jiang Chen didn't have anything to say, he was just a newcomer recruited by his ear, and he could do whatever the senior said.

"Leave aside this trivial matter..." Shunfeng Er stuffed these small books into the bag, and then continued:

"The matter of Wu Shengren has become a reality."

"At first, I wanted to add fuel to the flames and let this matter spread more widely, but now it seems that we don't need to take action at all. This matter itself is a huge tsunami, so why add fuel to the flames?" Shunfenger sighed.

If it weren't for the fact that this incident was shocking enough and spread widely enough, how could there be book dealers rushing to make little pornographic books?

"By the way, Jiang Chen, don't you care about the story of Qiao's family? This time, among the most important events such as Wu Shengren's appearance, one of Qiao's family also appeared."

"Jopiff died at the hands of the Holy Maiden Wu Qingxin, and was burned alive by her at the gate of Xuantian Temple."

"And then, Qiao Zhong, the elder of the family, took part in the Wujihui's hunt for the saint... But I never expected that this matter would involve Wu Shengren, and even Qiao Zhong fell into the hands of Wu Shengren. hands."

"Then Qiao Zhong...is also an extraordinary person." Jiang Chen was also a little moved when he said this.

He was the storyteller of Tingchaolou who had direct contact with the Jade Faced Flying Dragon, so he was particularly impressed.

"If, as Qiao Zhong said, there are more and stronger Qiao family members in this world, then that would be great."

Jiang Chen slightly sighed.

The most powerful person in martial arts is actually a figure like Wu Shengren, which really shocked them, the storytellers who listened to Chaolou. (Monthly fee group 694,936135)

While the two were talking, suddenly there was a commotion at the entrance of the vegetable market in front of them.

It can be vaguely seen that two quacks had a quarrel, got angry, and went straight to a duel in the street.

Jiang Chen and Shunfeng'er listened closer, but they discovered that this commotion was still related to Wu Shengren's incident.

The two quacks were originally drinking and chatting in a nearby restaurant, but they got into a dispute because they talked about Wu Shengren.

"Wu Shengren is the last hope of our generation of human martial arts!" The swordsman drank, his face was already flushed, and he said angrily at this moment:

"Although the foreigner has the same origin as our human race, why did he ever treat our human race as a human being?"

"In their mouth, we are mortals, ordinary people... Wu Shengren is the most powerful person in the martial arts. If there is anyone in this world who can fight against the immortal, then he is the only one. He is the strongest and his hope is the greatest. !"

"Fart your mother!" The swordsman also drank the wine, speaking very elegant and easy-going: "Wu Shengren can represent a fart, can he represent the human race? Can he represent Wufu?"

"You crooked ass, the martial saint will eat you tomorrow, do you want to contribute to martial arts?"

The swordsman choked for a moment, his eyes widened:

"What does it have to do with me? Martial sages smoke middle and high-grade martial arts, and I'm only eighth-rank..."

"It turns out that I can stand and talk without back pain." The swordsman was also drunk, and his steps were a little crooked:

"Thirty years ago, the martial saints had the top ten masters in the world. In the past 30 to 30 years, the martial saints had three thousand disciples. What about now? What about in the future?"

"If he can't get in, do you think he will eat you?"

"You create something out of nothing...and this is a world where the weak prey on the strong and the strong are respected." The swordsman drew his knife with a dark face, and wrestled with the swordsman.

Spectators gathered around and applauded loudly.

Wu Shengren is a top martial artist who has been hidden from the world for 40 years. He is far away from ordinary people and is just a legend of the rivers and lakes decades ago.

The people of Dayan don't live long, and the events of decades ago may have been separated by a generation or two.

So even if it is said that martial saints feed on martial artists, this knife will not fall on the heads of ordinary people for a while.

"Hit, hit hard, I want to see blood flow like a river!"

Among the crowd, several Xuantian Taoist priests looked at this scene and thought it was funny.

"I don't need to wait for a shot, these mortal warriors can punch out their brains by themselves."

"Wu Shengren probably didn't expect that after his affairs were exposed, there would still be Wufu who regarded him as the last hope of the human race..."

"Hehe... So these mortals are really interesting."

The Taoists watched the battle for a while, and soon officers and soldiers arrived, and even Lou Zhifu came in person, and arrested the two drunk warriors with a livid face.

"Let's go back to Taoism too."

"Fortunately, we have joined the Xuantian Temple, we are already members of the immortal sect, and we are no longer ordinary martial arts." These handyman martial artists discussed with a smile:

"Wu Shengren's matter is actually not a trivial matter. If we report it to the senior brother on the mountain, will it be considered meritorious service? Can we get the senior brother to teach the Taoist method?"

The handyman martial arts people talked and laughed, and returned to the Taoist temple.

................

In the depths of the Qingming Mountains, the sect of the Xuantian Sect.

"Disciple Chi Yang, pay homage to all the elders."

Taoist Chiyang bowed to the elders in the main hall of the sect.

Taoist Chiyang served as a deacon in the Xuantian Sect, and was responsible for guarding the Taoist Temple in the Mortal City, so he was able to enjoy the last tablet in the Xuantian Temple in Heyang Fucheng.

The incense at the bottom of the Taoist temple is actually equivalent to the salary of the deacon of the immortal gate.