Nangong Chu fought with the mysterious old man who suddenly arrived on the roof of the villa. The old man seemed to intend to control his skills to a level similar to Nangong Chu's.
But I saw the two chasing each other on the roof of the building, their movements were like wind and lightning, and they were extremely fast and unpredictable. Before the afterimages had time to disappear, the two of them often appeared in another extremely fast place.
The movement technique set off a strong wind. The wind gradually became loud on the roof of the villa, as if there were two whirlwinds.
Ye Feng, who was practicing his inner energy in the room, was also alarmed. When he went up to the roof of the villa, the physical competition between Nangong Chu and the old man was almost over.
Yan Beifei was standing by and was dumbfounded, because he discovered that the movement skills his young master used were very similar to the old man's movements.
How could this happen? The young master's movements should have been inspired by the painting of galloping horses. However, what happened to the unpredictable movements of this ordinary-looking old man?
"Stop!" the old man suddenly said.
Immediately, the whirring sound of the wind dissipated into the void. On the roof, the old man and Nangong Chu stood opposite each other. Only then could Ye Feng see their figures clearly.
The movements of Nangong Chu and the old man were so fast that Yan Beifei could clearly see their movements, but Ye Feng couldn't even see their movements.
"The Yangtze River flows backward and forward. I didn't expect that it took only one day for you to understand the mystery. It is really rare." The old man's originally dull eyes were filled with brilliance at this time.
"That painting...!" Nangong Chu looked at the old man in confusion. This old man's skills were unfathomable. He also competed with him to the end at last night's auction, and now the movement skills he displayed are different from his own.
The movements he learned are so similar, does he have any close connection with this ancient painting?
Nangong Chu's thoughts flashed, and he had already concluded that the old man must know the secret in the painting.
"Haha! I am a Taoist priest of Mujian, and that painting is a sacred object in my sect." The old man said with a smile. He did not call himself a "poor Taoist". He called himself "I" like an ordinary person. Not only did his words not sound like a Taoist priest,
He doesn't show any otherworldly temperament. He looks like an ordinary old man with an ordinary appearance when looking horizontally or vertically.
The skill of this old man in black robe has obviously reached the ultimate state of returning to nature.
While Nangong Chu was searching in his mind for who Taoist Mujian was, Yan Beifei, who was a few feet away, changed his expression drastically after hearing the old man's words.
"Wooden... wooden sword... Taoist?" Yan Beifei stuttered, with a look of shock on his face.
Yan Beifei continued: "Senior is the head of the Iron Sword Sect, known as one of the three great sword gods in the world, and the Taoist of the Wooden Sword?"
"I didn't expect that I haven't come down the mountain for more than 20 years. Apart from those old immortals, there are still people who remember my name." Taoist Mujian turned to look at Yan Beifei and answered Yan Beifei's question.
No wonder Yan Beifei was so surprised, because the background of this Mujian Taoist was so great. More than thirty years ago, Mujian Taoist was one of the three sword gods recognized in the ancient martial arts world.
Just because he had used a peach wood sword to fight against others in his life, people in the ancient martial arts world called him the Taoist Wood Sword. There was nothing special about the peach wood sword. There was nothing on it. It was just ordinary.
Tong, you can find it anywhere there are witches, gods, men or little Taoist priests.
However, it is such a mahogany sword, but no one in the world can cut it. It is not surprising that the sword will not break in a hundred battles, but it is magical that the wooden sword will not break in a hundred battles.
"Is what the senior performed just now the Divine Movement and Hundred Transformations Technique?" Yan Beifei's eyes were full of disbelief. The appearance of Taoist Mujian gave him a great shock.
"Yes, the Divine Movement and Hundred Transformation Techniques are derived from the painting 'Horse Treading on Smoke and Clouds'" Taoist Mujian nodded and said.
"Since that painting is a sacred object of the senior master, how could it fall into the hands of others? And also be auctioned?" Nangong Chu frowned and asked.
That picture of a galloping horse seems to really belong to the Iron Sword Gate. The Taoist Mujian came here tonight. He must have wanted to take back the sacred object, but he spent 30 million US dollars to get the ancient painting. He just handed it over.
, Nangong Chu was very reluctant
"Haha! It's not that I don't want to talk about this Central Plains story, but it's a long story, and it's related to a secret within our sect. It really can't be revealed to outsiders." Taoist Mujian seemed to have something to hide.
"Then, the old man came here tonight to retrieve the sacred objects in the door?" Nangong Chu, who had gone straight in, had already made it clear that Taoist Dao Mujian had come here for the picture of galloping horses.
"You are very straightforward, little kid. Our sect's sacred objects have been lost outside. As the leader of the Iron Sword Sect, I have the unshirkable responsibility to welcome the sacred objects back to the sect," Taoist Mujian said helplessly.
"However, although I want to bring back the sacred object, I will never let you suffer a loss," Taoist Mujian said immediately.
Hearing what Mu Jian Taoist said, Nangong Chu couldn't help but his eyes lit up. The cultivation level of this Mu Jian Taoist is really unimaginable. I'm afraid he has already entered the innate realm. If I have his help, I don't have to be afraid anymore.
The revenge of the Ouyang family is just around the corner.
"That's it! Picture, the junior can hand it over to the senior. The premise is that after one month, the senior must agree to do something for the junior." Nangong Chu lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly raised his head and said
The young master is indeed smart. These two things may not seem difficult to accomplish, but they are remarkable. Yan Beifei secretly praised Nangong Chu.
"It's okay to do something for you little kid, but I won't do anything that goes against chivalry, and I can't do it." Taoist Mujian is not a fool. If this young man agrees to everything he asks, then what?
Okay? And he hasn’t figured out the details of these people yet.
"Haha! This junior will never let his senior help him do anything that is contrary to chivalry. This senior can rest assured," Nangong Chu said with a smile.
"But, I don't know who you are! Are you worthy of my help?" Taoist Mujian looked at Nangong Chu with bright eyes and said solemnly.
At such a young age, he already has a peerless cultivation level in the middle of the sixth level of ancient martial arts. This young man must come from a great sect or family. Is there anything they can't solve? He actually asked me to do something for him!
?Mu Jian Taoist couldn’t help but feel suspicious.
"The old man has been with the sword all his life. He must know all the swordsmanship in the world. But the young man wants to ask the old man for advice." Nangong Chu said with a smile.
"Young Master, no!" As soon as Nangong Chu finished speaking, Yan Beifei immediately spoke out nervously to stop him. How cultivated and knowledgeable is this wooden sword Taoist? Once Nangong Chu's swordsmanship is exposed in front of him, how can he not recognize it?
Reason?
In this way, Nangong Chu's status as a heir of the Nangong family will be exposed. If the Ouyang family knows, what's the point?
Taoist Mu Jian looked at the two people strangely. He never expected that the white-haired middle-aged man was actually the subordinate of the young man in front of him.
"It doesn't matter!" Nangong Chu waved his hand to Yan Beifei, and then started running the Nangong Sword Art. He saw a faint purple light suddenly emerge from Nangong Chu's body, and Nangong Chu's temperament also changed drastically in an instant.
Then a wave of cold sword energy was released, and the whole body seemed to turn into an unsheathed magic weapon.
The faint layer of purple light emerging from Nangong Chu's body has a great origin. It is the innate sword gang of the Nangong family. Although Nangong Chu's cultivation has not yet entered the innate realm, he has already cultivated the innate sword gang.
"This... this... this...!" Taoist Mu Jian's eyes revealed two unbelievable gleams, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world.
The familiar sword energy, the familiar energy fluctuations, and that..., isn't this the unique charm of the Nangong family?
"How come you know the secret skills of the Nangong family?" Taoist Mujian said with excitement.
Nangong Chu slowly stopped his power. He wanted this effect because he had also remembered the origin of Mujian Taoist. Mujian Taoist was one of the few sword masters admired by his father, Nangong Wuya.
"Nangong's secret knowledge will never be spread to outsiders." Nangong Chu just said this sentence
"Haha! Unexpectedly, I thought I would never see that magical sword control skill again in this life. Unexpectedly! Unexpectedly!" Taoist Mujian's face changed like a revolving lantern, and he suddenly burst out laughing.
"Since we are old friends, I agree to your request." Taoist Mujian seemed very happy.
"Thank you very much, senior. I also hope that senior will never tell others about meeting the junior," Nangong Chu said.
"Why is this?" Taoist Mujian asked curiously.
"If the enemy knows about the existence of this junior, my life will be in danger," Nangong Chu said
Taoist Mujian couldn't help but frown, and said with some sadness: "Okay! I also know a little bit about the Nangong family, but I didn't expect that Nangong Wuya, the sword god of the generation, is so sad! So sad!"
"I'll take the map in a month!" After Mujian Taoist said that, he suddenly disappeared out of thin air. This time, even Nangong Chu and Yan Beifei couldn't see clearly how he left.
"Young Master, it is too risky for you to do this. You need to know that if one less person knows about the existence of the Young Master, the Young Master will be safer." Yan Beifei's tone was quite reproachful.
"Haha! Uncle Yan, you don't have to worry so much. Although Taoist Mujian has a weird temper, he is definitely not a long-tongued person," Nangong Chu said disapprovingly.
"Okay, let's all go back and rest! I still want to study the painting of galloping horses." After Nangong Chu said that, he jumped off the top floor and floated into his room from the window like light smoke.