Eight hundred and eighty-eighth chapter strange self
Shi Mu was in mid-air, witnessing everything that happened below. He turned around silently, and a glimmer of crystal water appeared in his eyes.
The next moment, his body suddenly rose into the sky, and in a flash, he penetrated the roof and came outside.
He stood in the air, looking at the blue sky in the distance, taking a deep breath, and his expression gradually returned to calm.
Shi Mu gently touched his chest, and a place that had been blank inside seemed to have been filled in just a moment ago.
He couldn't help but shook his head and let out a sigh of relief.
Because of his paranoia and resentment, he was unable to see his father for the last time. Although he seemed fine afterwards, in fact, this matter had always been a regret hidden deep in his heart.
Everything I experienced at this moment finally eliminated this regret.
He looked at the world in front of him with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
Perhaps, this is the purpose of the Moon God Fruit to transform into this world.
It has been almost a month since Shi Mu entered this fantasy world. After being curious at the beginning and experiencing the scene of meeting his father, Shi Mu gradually felt a little bored.
However, he tried many methods but could not escape from the illusion.
Not only that, there was another point: he couldn't stay too far away from the young Shi Mu.
When the distance exceeds a certain limit, which is almost a hundred feet, an invisible force will restrain his body and drag him there.
There is nothing I can do about it.
It seems that this illusion requires me to follow the young man all the time.
"Then just follow." Shi Mu murmured to himself and flew down to the courtyard below.
Three days later, the Jin family held Father Shi's funeral.
Father Shi had made a lot of contributions to the Jin family over the years and created a lot of industries. Many people in the Jin family who had always had good or acceptable relationships with him also came to attend the funeral.
However, according to Shi Mu's observation, not all of these people have good intentions, and many people are trying to get involved in the industries left by Father Shi.
However, Jin Yuezhen overcame all opinions and attributed all the properties to young Shi Mu, which greatly alleviated young Shi Mu's prejudice against the aunt he had just met.
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Three months later.
In a manor on the outskirts of Fengcheng, there was a sound of weapons piercing the air.
In a martial arts arena somewhere in the manor, young Shi Mu was facing the rising sun, brandishing a blue steel knife. The sharp shadows of the knife circled around him, emitting a cold light and carrying the sound of cranes and winds.
Suddenly, young Shi Mu narrowed his eyes and shot out two rays of cold light. He swayed past several standing scarecrows beside him. The sword in his hand became twice as powerful, and a brilliant sword light suddenly bloomed.
Chacha!
Among the row of scarecrows, six scarecrow heads flew into the sky at the same time and fell aside.
"Six cuts in one breath! Brother Mu, your set of Galloping Thunder Sword Technique has almost been completed!" A bright-eyed girl in a yellow shirt appeared next to her at some unknown time and clapped her hands and said.
Young Shi Mu put away his sword and stood up, looking at the bright-eyed girl with a bright smile on his face.
"Yuhuan, why do you have time to come to my place?"
"Let's see you. The Kaiyuan Martial Arts Academy admissions exam will be held in half a year. Don't let you fail." Shi Yuhuan said with a smile.
"Don't worry." Young Shi Mu smiled confidently.
In the past three months, Aunt Zhen has provided him with many precious body-refining medicinal materials and invited martial arts masters to guide him in his cultivation. At this moment, he has reached the peak of the eighth level of body-tempering.
In another half year, he is sure to reach the tenth level of Body Tempering, and it will not be a problem to be admitted to the Kaiyuan Martial Arts Academy.
"So confident? Well, let's give it a try and see how the sword looks!" Shi Yuhuan raised his crescent-shaped eyebrows and clasped his hands, and a long sword radiating green light appeared in his hand.
The sword flashed, and it stabbed towards the young Shi Mu very quickly, pulling out a bright light in mid-air.
The young man Shi Mu looked solemn and waved his sword to meet him, and the two fought together.
In mid-air, Shi Mu quietly looked at the two people below, with mixed feelings in his heart.
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Half a year later.
On a high bluestone platform in the Kaiyuan Martial Arts Academy, two figures were fighting fiercely, splitting time and time.
Both of them moved extremely fast, creating dazzling afterimages, and the sound of weapons clashing could be heard from time to time.
One of the two is a young man in green robe, it is young Shi Mu.
The man was holding a long sword, and he transformed into a sword light, which was extremely fast and fierce. It was the rapid wind and thunder sword technique, but the power was much greater than half a year ago.
The light of the sword enveloped the area several feet in front of him, really like streaks of bright lightning.
His opponent was a somewhat dull-looking young man, wearing Kaiyuan Martial Arts uniforms, holding a long sword, and performing a swordsmanship.
This sword technique is gentle and dense, like gentle breeze and drizzle. The sword light does not leave three feet in front of the body. It seems to be slow, but it easily catches all the sword techniques of young Shi Mu.
There were many people standing near the high platform, most of them teenagers. Shi Yuhuan was among them. Looking at the two people on the stage, there was a hint of nervousness in his eyes.
On the other side of the stone platform, there were several middle-aged men wearing Kaiyuan Martial Arts uniforms, looking at the two people on the high platform.
Young Shi Mu attacked continuously for a while, but without any effect, and there was a hint of anxiety on his face.
He shouted lowly, his arms suddenly became blurry, and eight sharp blade shadows appeared, striking at the young man on the opposite side.
"Hey! Eight cuts with one breath!" A middle-aged man with slender eyes and a light beard in the audience exclaimed.
Several other middle-aged men looked at each other and nodded.
On the stage, the young man's eyes also focused, and with a move of his wrist, the long sword in his hand transformed into eight sword shadows, and he stepped forward to meet him.
Boom boom boom!
There was a series of muffled sounds, and the shadows of swords and swords dispersed at the same time.
Young Shi Mu's body was greatly shaken, and he stepped back a few steps before standing still.
On the opposite side, the young man was calm and composed, and his body didn't even sway.
"Ding!" A crisp bell rang.
"stop!"
The two of them immediately stopped and stood back.
Young Shi Mu showed some nervousness on his face and looked at the middle-aged men in the audience.
"Passed the assessment." The few people discussed in low voices before one of them spoke.
Young Shi Mu's face suddenly showed excitement, and Shi Yuhuan in the audience also beamed with joy.
Not far away from the crowd, Shi Mu stood in front of a thick stone pillar, quietly watching everything in front of him.
The self I am most familiar with seems to be gradually becoming a little strange.
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Ten years later.
In the capital city of Da Qi, a group of warriors wearing thick black armor rode on pure black horses and passed slowly through a street.
These people have fierce expressions and cold eyes. They are obviously battle-hardened tiger and wolf soldiers.
The one at the front was a tall man, wearing a black dragon-shaped battle armor and a stainless steel helmet on his head, covering half of his face, so his appearance couldn't be seen clearly, but he didn't feel very old, he seemed to be a young man.
Hanging from his waist was a jet-black demonic dragon sword. The blade was half longer than an ordinary sword. The handle was in the shape of a dragon's head. Although it was not unsheathed, it exuded a murderous aura.
"It's the Black Dragon Guard!"
"I heard that they came out of Beijing this time to wipe out the Black Wind League, a bandit gang entrenched in the Qilian Mountains. It seems they have returned with a great victory!"
"Of course, the leader of the Black Dragon Guard is the youngest protector warrior of our Great Qi Kingdom, Lord Shi Mu of the 'Demon Dragon Sword', a first-class general of the imperial title. How can the small Black Wind Alliance be an opponent?"
The people nearby were talking a lot and all looked at the young man in black armor at the front, their eyes full of admiration and admiration.
The young man in black armor had no expression on his face and drove his horse forward.
The group of people soon arrived outside a mansion. There was a plaque hanging on the mansion with the two characters "Shifu" written on it.
The young man in black armor got off his horse, took off the armor on his head, and revealed a resolute face, it was Shi Mu.
"Yu Yong, you take the Black Dragon Guards to the camp and report to the Ministry of War." He said to a bald man in black armor next to him.
"Yes, sir." The bald man agreed quickly.
Shi Mu turned around and walked towards the mansion. He first went to the side hall to take off his armor, put on a loose warrior robe, and came to the inner hall.
"Husband!" A beautiful figure in a green shirt rushed over quickly and threw herself into Shi Mu's arms.
A hearty smile appeared on Shi Mu's face, he opened his arms and hugged Qianying in Cui Shan, turned her around twice, and then put her down.
The servants in the mansion consciously stayed away from him.
Qianying is a woman in a green shirt. She is a rare beauty. What is even more rare is that her eyebrows have a heroic spirit that is rare among women.
"You are being too affectionate in broad daylight. Sister-in-law Zi'er, you are the imperial concubine's royal wife. Your behavior must comply with etiquette. How can you be so casual?" A pleasant voice with a hint of joking sounded.
A woman in goose-yellow clothes walked over from the side hall. She looked to be in her early twenties and quite beautiful. It was Shi Yuhuan.
"Yuhuan, you're here too." Shi Mu put down the woman in green shirt and nodded to Shi Yuhuan.
"What, you're not welcome?" Shi Yuhuan said with one hand on his hips, pretending to be angry.
"How dare I? You are now an inner disciple of the Xuanwu Sect. Even our Emperor Da Qi has to be polite when he meets you, let alone a little general like me." Shi Mu said this with a strange look on his face.
With a smile.
Shi Yuhuan gave Shi Mu a look.
"Okay, you two brothers and sisters, don't just keep bickering. Husband, you must be tired after traveling all day. I'll ask my servant to boil some hot water for you and take a bath first to relieve your fatigue." Zi'er said carefully.
, walked towards the outside.
Shi Mu looked at his beloved wife, a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
"Aren't you in the Xuanwu Sect? Why did you come to the capital?" He sat down and looked at his sister.
"Oh, I accepted a sect mission and stopped by to take a look." Shi Yuhuan also sat down and put away his playful expression.
"Hey, your cultivation has made a lot of progress. It has reached the peak of the day after tomorrow. It seems that it won't be long before you can open the Qi Palace and advance to the innate level. The Xuanwu Sect is rich in resources, and it is indeed well-deserved." Shi Mu looked his sister up and down, and smiled.
Said in surprise.
"Brother, are you mocking me? When you first arrived at the Jin family, my strength was above yours, but now I'm a whole level below you." Shi Yuhuan said angrily.
"I was able to advance to Xiantian in the first place, but it was just a coincidence, and I was unable to follow up. My cultivation has been stagnant over the years, and it will only be a matter of time before you catch up." Shi Mu chuckled.