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Chapter 114:

The idea of using martial arts to cultivate oneself originated from a legend in the Zhong Province.

But it’s just a legend.

The foundation of Martial Saint’s martial arts lies in the "Martial Saint Spiritual Technique." With the help of this secret technique, he reached an unparalleled level in the Spiritual Refining thod that no one had achieved before.

However, even so, Martial Saint still felt that he wasn’t strong enough to confront the Immortal Gate.

This is the fundantal reason why he gave up on assassinating Emperor Yonghe because if he went to Qingyun Temple, there was a possibility of facing losses there as well.

"Now that I, Martial Saint, am deceased, it ans that the Spiritual Refining thod alone is not enough to rival the Immortal Gate. Other martial artists in this world who wish to surpass

should explore new paths instead of following my old one."

The essence of the Martial Saint Spiritual Technique lies in absorbing the "essence" of martial artists, which ans only one can beco the strongest along this path, while the rest beco nourishnt.

And in the world of martial artists, besides the most popular Spiritual Refining thod, there are also power, strength, and skill.

These three martial arts combined cannot defeat the top-level Spirit Refining martial artist, so the practitioners of power skills can only reach the 4th rank.

"It’s ti to go back to Zhong Province."

With one step, the Martial Saint’s face quickly transford into the face of a stranger, disappearing from Wu Qiankun’s sight.

Wu Qiankun sighed softly, his gaze resting on Wu Qizheng’s tombstone.

"How many sacrifices is this now?" he whispered to himself.

……….

Several days later.

It started to rain lightly in the mountains, wetting the grass and shrouding the forest in a misty atmosphere.

A lonely tomb stands quietly in the rain, the rainwater slides down the tombstone and wets the words "Wu Qizheng’s grave".

At this mont, a long umbrella stretches out from the side, providing shelter from the wind and rain for this tombstone.

At so point on this lonely tomb, stood a pale-faced man with black hair. He leaned over and quietly examined the engraved words on the tombstone.

"Using strange arts and tricks, walking the righteous path? An epitaph?" A self-deprecating smile flashed across the man’s face.

"Martial Saint, is it considered walking the righteous path as long as my death can ultimately benefit you?"

"But I’ve said it before, even if I die, I will never die for you."

His na is Wu Qizheng.

Among his na, the extraordinary character cos before the ordinary character.

Wu Qizheng leans against the tombstone, taking slight breaths in the mountain rain.

At this mont, he looked very pale and obviously weak, even if he just walked along the mountain road, he felt extrely tired.

Wu Qizheng was not an ordinary person, even among three thousand disciples and seventy two wise n, he was considered unique.

So of the three thousand disciples of that year were adopted and raised by Martial Saint as his sons and daughters.

So learned martial arts under the guidance of Martial Saint as their master.

There were also a few who were more special.

For example, Wu Qizheng…

In fact, he was considered the biological son of Martial Saint. Besides inheriting a part of Martial Saint’s physique, he was also born with a unique constitution.

Even without martial arts training, his physical body was stronger than an ordinary Spirit Refining martial artist.

And this was the cause of his death.

If other three thousand disciples are not martial art seeds, they beco Martial Saint’s nourishnt.

Then Wu Qizheng… if not a seed, he becos a scapegoat.

"Perhaps I, as his son, was destined to die for him from the mont I was born…"

Wu Qizheng gently touched his own tombstone, a complex expression on his face.

Being born as the biological child of a Martial Saint and excelling in the Flesh Changing Skill, he is undoubtedly the best candidate to cosplay Martial Saint, without a doubt.

Also, it was indeed his own voluntary decision to go to Qingyun Temple to assassinate the emperor, it is not false.

He did indeed have a determination to die.

But being willing to sacrifice oneself and attempting to save oneself, seeking life within death, are not contradictory.

If given a choice, who would want to die?

And the secret of Wu Qizheng’s miraculous escape from death is actually relying on his best skill, "Flesh Changing Skill".

Before setting off, he divided his body into three parts.

Most of his flesh and blood belonged to Wu Qizheng’s original body, but it died under the heavenly thunder.

A small part of it attached to Qiao Mu’s body.

The last part is his current body, housing a bit of the mind and spirit of the Spirit Refining martial artist.

The surviving Wu Qizheng is like a person who has cut himself with a knife, his strength is greatly reduced, and he is not much stronger than an ordinary person.

Compared to the weakness of his physical body, the greater injury is to his mind and spirit.

But now, he, like the previous Wu Qingxin, has escaped from the chessboard of the Martial Saint.

He is temporarily free now.

This is sothing that only the incredibly skilled Wu Qizheng, who has mastered the "Flesh Changing Skill

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