Kill Me More Times, I'll Become Invincible-Chapter 376:

"The news you have is a bit outdated," the young Taoist continued eagerly.

"Half a month ago, in Southwest Province Yunxiao Sect, there was a big incident that caused a stir, right?"

"The current sect leader of Southwest Province, Yunxiao Taoist Lord, was killed by a mortal martial artist named Qiao Qiao Pianxin!"

"What? How could this happen?"

"Oh, I remember now, a few days ago, all the elders hurriedly went to Southwest Province together, the timing matches up, it turns out it was because of this incident."

While everyone was discussing heatedly, a voice came from the sky.

"Junior disciples, choose your words wisely."

Taoist Qian Zhen descended from the sky with a solemn expression, showing no emotion.

"Is that Senior Brother Qian Zhen?"

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"Senior Brother Qian Zhen has arrived."

The disciples all quickly bowed in respect.

This Taoist Qian Zhen is a skilled member of the Soul Predicting Path, holding the prestigious title of Golden Core Stagedeacon and ranking first among Elder Xuanji’s disciples.

These ordinary inner disciples not only had lower cultivation levels than Taoist Qian Zhen, but they had also just been discussing Elder Xuanji’s death. Now that they were in the presence of the important figure, they couldn’t help but feel nervous and lower their heads.

"Fellow junior disciples, as practitioners of the Soul Predicting Path, we must maintain inner peace and refrain from speaking without thinking." Taoist Qian Zhen glanced at the elder disciple who had spoken earlier.

"Zhao Junior Brother, your information is a bit outdated."

"What do you mean, Senior Brother?" Zhao, the disciple, asked in confusion.

"The Yunxiao Sect had already clarified the rumors. Why are you still talking about a mortal killing the Immortal Sect Leader? I suspect you’re a fan of the Qiao family," pretended Taoist Qian Zhen in anger.

"Are you implying that my master, Immortal Xuanji, was killed by a mere mortal?"

The disciple surnamed Zhao was speechless.

This Taoist Qian Zhen is a Golden Core Stage deacon, with seniority and cultivation level firmly above him. When he speaks out, it’s difficult for others to argue.

Taoist Qian Zhen continued:

"After Yunxiao Taoist Lord faked his death, several major Immortal Gates came knocking at the door. Multiple Nascent Soul cultivators were all slapped to death by Yunxiao Taoist Lord. How can this be false?"

"Yunxiao Sect Leader is a cunning strategist. It’s clear he’s setting a trap and has other plans. This is a well-known fact accepted by several major Immortal Gates…"

"Junior brother, I advise you to be cautious when speaking about hearsay things."

With a cold snort, Taoist Qian Zhen left, sweeping his sleeves.

Only the disciples were left watching his back, gossiping again.

"Is Senior Brother Qian Zhen feeling down today? He used to be a very kind person."

"Isn’t it obvious? His master, Immortal Xuanji, has died…."

"Be cautious with your words…."

………..

In the distance.

After Taoist Qian Zhen left, the anger on his face quickly disappeared, and his expression returned to calm.

With his chin resting on his hand, he pondered, "Junior Brother Zhao is a senior disciple, he must have heard about the Qiao family matter from Elder Tianquan, his master.."

Even though he had explained to the elders in the meeting hall and shifted the blame to Master Qingzhuo, he knew the elders might not fully believe him.

Today when I looked, it was just as I expected.

But it’s not a big deal.

The words he just said were not only for those few disciples in the sect.

"As long as these words spread, the elders will definitely know…"

Thinking like this, Taoist Qian Zhen felt really tired again.

"Let’s go back to our cave to rest."

Riding his flying magic tool under his feet, Taoist Qian Zhen just arrived at the cave when he heard voices coming from below.

"Senior Brother Qian Zhen, you’ve arrived just in time."

Taoist Qian Zhen looked down and saw more than ten cultivators gathered together looking at him.

These cultivators are disciples of Elder Xuanji, and they are fellow disciples of Taoist Qian Zhen.

One person solemnly said, "Our master suddenly passed away, and we, as his disciples with low cultivation levels, are not able to seek revenge…"

"But at the very least, we should do our best to investigate the cause of our master’s death, and report back to the sect."

"What does Senior Brother Qian Zhen think?"

The cultivators looked earnestly at Taoist Qian Zhen.

Taoist Qian Zhen is the senior disciple under Elder Xuanji, naturally respected by all.

Just one glance made Taoist Qian Zhen feel overwhelmed:

"I think… it’s not appropriate."

After much contemplation, Taoist Qian Zhen solemnly said:

"Everyone please stay calm, if our master were still alive, they would not want us to act recklessly…"

"After all… after all, the one who caused his death is the real person Qingzhuo from the Great Dao Sect!" Taoist Qian Zhen’s voice slowly became tinged with sorrow.

"The real people of the Great Dao Sect are extraordinary, if we act rashly, it could lead to conflicts between the two major sects…"

"Our master often taught us when alive, we cultivators practice the immortal path, not seeking revenge like barbarians. When will this cycle of vengeance end…"

Taoist Qian Zhen spent almost half an hour convincing his fellow disciples, feeling completely exhausted when he returned to his cave dwelling.

In the past few days, he had been tirelessly trying to prevent the sect from straying off course and getting involved with the person shrouded in deathly aura.

…………………

Inside the mountains outside Linhe City, Southwest Province.

"Is this Peach Blossom Villa?"

Wu Mingkong furrowed her brow and looked towards a beautiful peach blossom forest in front of her.

The peach blossom forest was full of falling petals and vibrant grass, creating a beautiful scene. However, in the forest, there was only a large stone with "Peach Blossom Villa" written on it in strong handwriting.

Apart from this giant stone, there was nothing else in the area, just a common deserted land in the mountains. Where was the shadow of Peach Blossom Villa?

"Little girl, are you also here to find that Peach Blossom Villa?"

At this moment, a voice came from behind.

Wu Mingkong turned around and saw a middle-aged woman.

The woman was sturdy, with calloused hands and slender but strong arms, clearly someone who was skilled.

"If you are interested in Peach Blossom Villa, why not come with me to the thatched cottage ahead and have a look?" The middle-aged woman smiled.

Wu Mingkong followed the middle-aged woman’s gaze and saw several simple thatched cottages on the other side of the peach blossom forest.

The house was simple but had all the things martial artists use to train, like wooden dummies and stone locks, displayed in front of the door.

"Is this Peach Blossom Villa?" Wu Mingkong asked in surprise.

"There’s not many Peach Blossom Villas left in the Southwest Province," the middle-aged woman smiled.

"The Qiao family has left, but us martial artists who have traveled far admire Lord Qiao Xin’s beliefs. So we have decided to settle here to exchange martial arts skills," she explained.

As she spoke, several strong martial artists walked out of the thatched cottage, greeting each other with smiles.

Wu Mingkong observed that these people were not highly skilled in martial arts. Their breathing was not rhythmic, indicating they lacked advanced internal skills.

Wu Mingkong was slightly surprised to find these people in the peach blossom forest, wondering if they were hermits, as she exchanged a few words with them.

Among these people were local martial artists from the Southwest Province who had once been to the real Peach Blossom Villa and received kindness from the Qiao family, but chose to stay behind.

Over time, many martial artists from far away came to test their skills but often left disappointed.

As fewer and fewer martial artists visited, Peach Blossom Villa became deserted. So, the person decided to settle in the peach blossom forest nearby.

Peach Blossom Villa had become a legend in the Southwest Province and no longer existed.

However, the seed of Peach Blossom Villa had already been planted.

"The real Peach Blossom Villa has moved to Nan Province, leaving this peach blossom forest empty," Wu Mingkong pondered.

Wu Mingkong seemed to be deep in thought.

She was a person with big breasts but little ambition, not having the grand aspirations that the name implied. So, she didn’t really care about Peach Blossom Villa.

However, hearing the others talk about the legendary Peach Blossom Villa piqued her interest a little.

"Peach Blossom Villa is not a newly established martial arts sect nor a powerful martial arts force like the Wuji Association. It is just a place for exchanging martial arts skills, known as a sacred place for martial arts practitioners."

"So, if I visit that place and simply exchange some martial arts techniques on time, I won’t have to train as hard, right?" Wu Mingkong’s eyes lit up at the thought.

Practicing martial arts has never been easy, no matter one’s talent level. It requires hard work and dedication, with no shortcuts available.

Even the Earth Sword Immortal had to train hard for many years in his youth before becoming famous. However, he gradually became lax and neglected his skills after gaining recognition.

Wu Mingkong never enjoyed the hardships of martial arts training, but her exceptional talent led Martial Saint to accept her as his disciple.

The so-called seventy two wise men are selected from among three thousand martial arts prodigies through competition, earning the title of elite.

The entire Wuji Association follows the same principle.

Yet, Wu Mingkong now noticed that the Peach Blossom Villa seemed to have some subtle differences from what she had imagined before…

"Let’s go, it’s time to go to Nan Province," Wu Mingkong said without hesitation.

She knew that if Martial Saint had given an order, he would not allow her to slack off on the journey.

…………………………….

"Peach Blossom Villa? Do they teach martial arts there?"

Stone Sword sounded a bit excited.

"In the past two years, Jiu Province has gained this new place, it sounds quite nice."

"I bet there are many special skills like Iron Crotch Skill from the Qiao family in Peach Blossom Villa, right?"

Wooden Sword Walker Lu Yanbei looked at his younger brother in silence.

As they were getting close to Peach Blossom Villa in Nan Province, he wanted to talk to his brother about martial arts, but Earth Sword Immortal kept changing the topic to something else.

"I don’t think they have Iron Crotch Skill there," Qiao Mu said.

"But if Peach Blossom Villa continues to exist, maybe one day they will teach you some amazing martial arts that can transform you into a great warrior."

"Now I’m wide awake," Earth Sword Immortal exclaimed suddenly.

In fact, he doesn’t have a physical body now, so he’s not very interested in the Iron Crotch Skill anymore.

After all, he is just a stone sword now. Even though he has many skills, he can only talk, which frustrates him.

"Let’s continue with the Heavenly Slashing Swordsmanship," Qiao Mu said, looking at Lu Yanbei who was holding the stone sword, ready to strike.

"Heavenly Slashing Swordsmanship is a powerful sword technique with no room for mistakes, light in form but heavy in meaning…"

Qiao Mu saw Lu Yanbei as a promising old man, the most suitable swordbearer to work with the Earth Sword Immortal.

So, he was busy teaching Lu Yanbei the Heavenly Slashing Swordsmanship.

A small Jingwei bird perched on his shoulder, listening attentively with its head tilted to the side.

Qiao Mu gently rubbed the Jingwei bird’s head and suddenly had a thought.

"Right, according to Spear Saint, or Demon Spear Qing Li, to advance in skills, one must seek ‘inspiration’ and achieve ‘harmony of body and mind’."

"In the past, the Spear Saint, after losing to the Heavenly Slashing Swordsmanship, also created the final move of the Birds Adoring the Phoenix Spear called ‘Jingwei Fills the Sea’, showing creativity in a similar way."

Qiao Mu played with the little birds for a moment.

"Spear Saint?" Earth Sword Immortal muttered to himself and began to comment sharply:

"His martial arts skills are not bad, and he is considered outstanding among the martial artists in Jiu Province, almost reaching the threshold of superb rank in skillful techniques, except for me."

"Oh? Superb rank in skills?"

Qiao Mu, Lu Yanbei, and the others turned to look, and even little Jingwei tilted her head.

This was the first time they had heard about the concept of superb rank in skills.

"The four paths to superb rank for martial artists are Power, Strength, Skill, and Spirit," Qiao Mu explained:

"Regarding the martial artists in Jiu Province, most of them focus on Spiritual Refining Method and reach the superb rank in spiritual refining."

"After achieving spiritual refinement superb rank, the next step is often internal strength superb rank, which is the integration of ‘qi’ and spirit."

"Internal strength superb rank is a relatively new concept in recent decades, with few practitioners mastering it. Although I have not heard of someone possessing superb rank skills."

"If you haven’t heard of it, that’s expected." Earth Sword Immortal smiled slightly.

"I made it up, so it would be odd if you had heard of it."

Qiao Mu: ?

"Even though I made it up, it’s not a new invention." Earth Sword Immortal remembered,

"Many years ago, I had numerous discussions with Spear Saint."

"Although he was mediocre in martial arts skills, he had a deep understanding of martial arts theories. I couldn’t defeat him in debates, so I came up with the concept of ‘superb rank skills’."

Earth Sword Immortal chuckled.

"Internal strength of superb quality is the combination of ‘divine’ and internal strength. So, can the superb quality of skill not be the combination of ‘divine’ and martial arts?"