"Your Excellency is so profound in Taoism that I, Fang, am not as good as me, but why do you want to help the tyrants do evil?" The man with an extremely ugly appearance roared angrily, holding the Broken Ancient Que Sword in his hand.
"Aiding the tyrants?" Shi Mu was stunned after hearing this, and his hand movements slowed down.
This person's swordsmanship is not weak, almost on par with Senior Brother Ling Feng. Although his appearance is very ugly, he has a unique temperament that only those who have been in high positions for a long time can possess.
"Who are you, and why did you steal Fangjiabao's ancient sword?" Shi Mu then asked.
"Who am I? Haha... I don't change my name when I sit down, and I don't change my surname when I work. I am Fang Bozheng, the thirty-fourth generation head of Fangjiabao. The broken sword of the ancient palace is the treasure of the Fang family. Only the head of the family has the right to control it.
Why did you say it was stolen?" The ugly man laughed loudly, and then said loudly.
"If you are the head of the Fang family, then could it be that Fang Bozheng, who asked me to find the broken sword of the ancient palace, is an imposter?" Shi Mu asked with a thought in his heart.
"The Fang Bozheng you are talking about, whose original name is Jin Wugui, is a casual cultivator from the human race who came to our Fangjiabao decades ago. Seeing that his qualifications and cultivation were good, I kept him as a cultivator in our clan.
Elder Keqing, I didn’t expect that this person had evil intentions and blamed me for luring the wolf into the house, which finally led to today’s situation. I hate it!” the ugly man said through gritted teeth.
"What is going on? Please tell me carefully!" Shi Mu said.
The ugly man's eyes changed slightly when he looked at Shi Mu. After sighing, he began to talk:
"Well, since you are a disciple of the Holy Land, you should be able to distinguish right from wrong, or you can restore the innocence of someone on our side. This matter started decades ago after King Wu Gui joined our family. At that time, I was in charge of the clan leader
I have only been in this position for more than ten years, and my foundation is not stable. This person was very respectful to me when he joined, and he was also very concerned about the affairs of the clan. At first, I did not completely trust him, until a powerful enemy attacked later, and he
After he saved my life when I was in danger, I gradually trusted him and regarded him as a confidant, keeping him by my side and entrusting him with important tasks. This man acted boldly and was not weak in cultivation, which helped me pacify the clan in one fell swoop.
Due to disagreements, he firmly took the position of clan leader. Until one day about three years ago, I was meditating in the secret room of the clan, but he suddenly came and said that he had something important to report. I did not doubt that he was there, so I let him in.
The secret room."
"What happened next?" Shi Mu asked when he saw the ugly man paused.
"After entering the secret room, he suddenly attacked me and used some kind of poisonous mist that I had never seen before to slow down my reaction. I was caught off guard by him. Then he put one hand on my face, and the other
He put a hand on his face and recited a strange spell in a language I had never heard before. I only felt a tearing pain on my face, and then I saw his face, which turned out to be exactly like mine.
. And I have become like this, neither human nor ghost." The ugly man stroked his scarred cheek with one hand and said sadly.
"Why did he do these things? How did you escape later?" Shi Mu asked.
"He coveted a secret treasure in my clan, so he imprisoned me in a secret room and left me alive. What he didn't know was that there was a secret escape passage in my secret room that only the clan leaders of the past generations knew about, so he was taken by me.
Guque Broken Sword managed to escape by chance," the ugly man said.
"Then why did you come here?" Shi Mu asked.
"As soon as I escaped, he followed me closely. I had no way to go, so I had to sneak into the forbidden area of Youyue Mine that had been closed for many years by the clan. Jin Wugui's fellow knew the strange situation in this cave and did not dare to
Come in, and I relied on the environment and monster insects here to survive deep in this mine." The ugly man said.
"This story is quite good, but do you have any way to prove your identity?" Shi Mu raised his eyebrows and asked.
The ugly man waved one hand, raised the broad ancient sword, and said:
"This Ancient Que Remnant Sword is an ancestral artifact of our clan. It is a rare treasure forged by our ancestors using the blood refining method. It has a blood connection with our clan and cannot be used by anyone other than my clan. If you don't believe it, you
You can try it.”
After saying that, the ugly man thrust the big sword in front of him and stepped back.
Shi Mu was hesitant, stepped forward, grabbed the hilt of the ancient sword, lifted it up, and waved it twice with his spiritual power.
Only two sounds of "whirring" were heard in the cave, but no treasures were illuminated.
Shi Mu tried to inject true energy into the broken sword, but there was no reaction at all. He only felt that what he was holding was a heavy blunt iron, which had nothing to do with the spiritual weapon or magic weapon.
But before that, he really saw the ugly man moving the broken sword like clouds and flowing water, flowing freely.
It can be seen from this that this person did not deceive himself.
"Since this Ancient Que Remnant Sword can only be used by people in your clan, why did Jin Wugui want to seize this sword?" Shi Mu handed the ancient sword back, already believing it in his heart, and then asked.
Seeing Shi Mu say this, the ugly man suddenly showed a hint of joy in his eyes and said quickly:
"Then what Jinwu covets is not this ancient sword, but a high-level skill "Ming Shui Jue" preserved in our clan."
"Ming Shui Jue? There is actually a Ming Shui Jue in your clan?" Shi Mu was immediately shocked and asked quickly.
He had seen it in some unofficial historical records. It was said that the "Ming Shui Jue" was once a famous technique in the entire Miyang Star Territory.
There is no evidence of who created it, but it is said that this technique has been lost for a long time. It was a technique practiced by a casual cultivator named Master Youming more than a thousand years ago.
At that time, this person had cultivated this skill to the ultimate level and became one of the great powers in Miyang Star Territory. His magical powers of creation were unpredictable and attracted the attention of countless people.
It is said that Holy Ancestor Qinglan once intended to recruit this person, but before he could succeed, he suddenly and mysteriously disappeared.
Also missing along with it was the profound skill "Ming Shui Jue".
Holy Ancestor Qinglan also used his strength to inquire and collect in many ways, but in the end he was unable to recover the complete "Ming Shui Jue" technique. What was collected in the Shengdian Pavilion was only an incomplete technique.
Shi Mu remembered that even this technique, which was so incomplete that it could not be practiced at all, could be exchanged for thousands of Xuanling points in the Holy Code Pavilion.
"Yes, my ancestors from the Fang family once had a relationship with Master Youming, and were able to print a complete "Mingshui Jue", which was stored in a secret compartment protected by the formation in the fort. This
The broken sword of the ancient palace is the secret key to unlocking the secret grid." Fang Bozheng said.
"Since your Fang family has this amazing skill, why doesn't anyone practice it?" Shi Mu asked.
"My Fang family has always adhered to the way of sword control. The way of swordsmanship pays attention to cultivating the mind and avoids distracting thoughts. In addition, at that time, Master Youming asked my ancestor to rub this technique. It seemed that there was some hidden reason and he said that he would preserve it for thousands of years. Therefore, my ancestor
I have left behind a legacy that people of the Fang family are not allowed to practice the "Ming Shui Jue"." Fang Bo said righteously.
After hearing this, Shi Mu's thoughts began to flow rapidly in his mind.
This skill is a water attribute skill. It follows the path of using softness to overcome hardness. It is feminine in character. And he himself has the power of Yin and his sensitivity to the water element is not weak. It is perfect to practice this skill.
.
Now, he has reached the end of his training in the Red Ape Fire Sutra, and it is the time when the old and the new are no longer in contact. If he can obtain this complete Ming Shui Jue, it will undoubtedly be of great help to his next practice.
Moreover, with the foundation of the previous third turn of the Nine Turns Mysterious Technique, Shi Mu was not afraid that the fire attribute skills he had previously practiced would conflict with them.
"I believe you are the real Fang Bozheng, and I can even help you return to the Fang family." Shi Mu said.
"Is this true?" Fang Bozheng was immediately delighted, and his voice raised an octave.
"I never speak untrustworthy words, so it is true. However, Jin Wugui paid me a thousand-year fire ginseng to kill you and get back the ancient sword. And if I help you take back the Fang family, you will
How?" Shi Mu moved his eyes to Fang Bozheng, staring into his eyes fiercely, and asked.
After Fang Bozheng lowered his head and thought for a while, a look of determination appeared in his eyes and he said:
"If you help me successfully regain the Fang family, you will be our benefactor! The thousand-year-old fire ginseng is naturally yours, and I am also willing to dedicate the "Ming Shui Jue" with both hands."
"Give me the "Ming Shui Jue"? Have you thought about it carefully?" Shi Mu asked.
"Haha... Our Fang family has kept its promise to keep the Mingshui Jue for thousands of years. Now Master Youming has disappeared. This thing is like useless to our family. This time it has caused disaster. If you can help me,
I have committed myself to it, and there is no reason to regret it." Fang Bozheng said with a wry smile.
"Then it's settled, you and I will return to Fangjiabao." Shi Mu said.
Half a day later, Shi Mu's figure appeared in the sky outside the Fang family castle again.
His feet were on a green-winged speedster, his hands were on his back, his clothes were hunting, and he was silent.
At this moment, there was just a "chi-la" sound, the light curtain outside the Fang Family Castle trembled, a gap opened in it, and two figures flew out from it on a huge green eagle.
It was the two Fang Jingde and Fang Jinghai who received him before.
Flying in front of him, the two people looked up and down. Seeing that there were no wounds on Shi Mu's body and that there was not much trace of dust on his face, they couldn't help but show a bit of doubt.
"What? Could it be that fellow Daoist Shi was so frightened at the scene that he only wandered around in front of the mine tunnel and then came back?" Fang Jinghai, who had thin eyebrows and narrow eyes, sneered and said sarcastically.
"Jinghai, don't be rude." Fang Jingde, a round-faced young man, scolded.
Fang Jinghai snorted coldly after hearing this, but stopped talking.
"Fellow Daoist Shi, the Youyue Iron Mine is indeed extraordinary. It is really not an easy task to bring out the ancient sword from there. You don't need to worry about it. After all, the previous disciples of Tianzhi also failed."
Fang Jingde smiled and said to Shi Mu.
"Take me to see your master." Shi Mu said expressionlessly.
Fang Jingde was stunned when he heard this, then said "Okay", turned around and flew up, leading Shi Mu to fly towards the castle.
Fang Jinghai stood alone on the eagle's back, looked at Shi Mu's back, and snorted coldly.
Shi Mu and Fang Jingde soon landed on a square in the castle.
Fang Jingde asked Shi Mu to wait for a while, and then went to inform the head of the Fang family.
Within a moment, he followed several old men in gray and walked back.
The leader of this group of people is naturally Fang Bozheng, the head of the Fang family.