Mu Bei glanced at Fan Xixin and said, "Stop being stunned and let's go."
Fan Xinxin left with Mu Bei in a daze.
"Cousin, if you beat Xiang Zimao in the street, he will definitely not let it go! His father is very protective of his shortcomings, so he is in big trouble!" On the way, Fan Xinxin became worried: "My mother and I have almost no status in the family now.
, I can’t help you, otherwise, cousin, please leave the county town first, it’s very dangerous to stay in the county town!”
"no need to worry."
Mubei Road.
"Can……"
"Okay, let's go."
Send Fan Xinxin back to Fan Mansion, and Mu Bei returns to the rented courtyard.
At the first moment, he put the Vermilion Bird Sword, Linglong Scrophulariaceae, Yan Ling Golden Centipede, Nine-Fruit Spirit Lotus, Mystic Psychedelic Incense and a change of clothes into the ring.
There are still two lotus seeds left in the Nine-Fruit Spirit Lotus, and he has left one outside. At this time, he is using these lotus seeds to practice the "One Sword Peerless" technique.
An hour later, Lianzi's spiritual medicinal power was completely absorbed and refined. His cultivation became more refined and his strength became stronger.
He stood up, stretched his limbs, and then practiced the seventy-two swords and the nine turns of wind.
Soon, night falls.
He stopped practicing martial arts, went back to the house to eat something, and then studied alchemy and the essentials of practice.
…
Xiang Mansion, in the study of the patriarch Xiang Tianao.
"Dad, when has my child ever suffered such a disadvantage? You must make the decision for your child!"
Xiang Zimao angrily recounted what happened during the day, clasping his hands together tightly.
Xiang Tianao wore a soft silk gold robe and put down the ancient book in his hand.
"When will you grow up?" Looking at the only son in front of him, this strong man at the peak of Qi Yang realm sighed: "In these years, the clan has spent a lot of money on you and given you a lot of elixirs and elixirs.
, but until now you are only at the peak of bone forging and have not yet reached the level of accumulating blood."
"In recent years, how many times have your father wiped your butt and gotten your hair out? Do you want to continue like this and waste your life doing nothing?"
His tone was calm, but with a trace of undisguised disappointment.
Xiang Zimao's face turned red, and after a while he gritted his teeth and said, "Dad, for the last time! I'll help my child take revenge, and my child will agree to your previous arrangement and go to the border to train with the armed forces!"
"really?"
Xiang Tianao looked at Xiang Zimao for a moment.
"If you violate these words, you will be punished by heaven and earth!"
Xiang Zimao swore.
"Okay, it's up to you."
Xiang Tianao stood up and said.
Xiang Zimao was overjoyed, his father agreed to avenge him!
"Go." Xiang Tianao waved his hand. After Xiang Zimao left, he said coldly to the darkness behind him: "Go and check the person Zimao mentioned."
He has always been rigorous in his work. It is not easy for a seventeen-year-old boy to dare to beat his son in the street and defeat a powerful man with blood at the peak.
He will not act haphazardly until the investigation is complete.
"yes!"
There was a low groan in the darkness, and then there was no movement.
…
The night is dark, the stars dotting the sky gradually disappear, and the morning sun shines through the darkness.
Mu Bei got up early as usual, breathed out into the morning glow, and practiced a peerless sword.
After some practice, I feel refreshed and my skin, flesh and bones are stronger.
After a simple diet, he began to practice Sword Seventy-Two and Fengxing Nine Transformations.
It wasn't until the afternoon that he stopped and turned to studying alchemy and the essentials of spiritual practice.
Next, his days were spent practicing the One Unparalleled Sword, the Seventy-Two Swords, the Nine Transformations of Fengxing, and comprehending the essentials of alchemy and cultivation.
During this process, he also selected a ninth-grade high-grade boxing and martial arts to practice.
If you don't have a sword in hand when you encounter a strong enemy, you will be at a disadvantage when fighting the enemy with your bare hands, so it is very necessary to learn a powerful boxing technique.
It can be said that his current life is about cultivating and enlightening the Dharma, enlightening the Dharma and cultivating.
Very boring.
However, this is what cultivation is like. If you are tired of boring and greedy for pleasure, you will not be able to go far in the end.
During this period, he would also take time to visit his aunt at Fan Mansion and occasionally have a meal with her.
In a blink of an eye, three days passed.
On this day, he had dinner with his aunt, and not far out of Fan Mansion, he was stopped by several powerful military guards.
"Mr. Mu, the leader of our clan is hosting a banquet at Shuiyun Tower. Please come and talk about it!"
The leader of the Military Guard said indifferently.
Mu Bei looked at this man: "Which clan leader?"
"Xiang Mansion!"
Wu Weichang said.
Mu Bei immediately understood that Xiang Zimao was seeking revenge on his father.
He was not afraid of this.
"Let's go."
He said and walked towards Shuiyun Tower.
Since Xiang Zimao asked his father to take revenge, he couldn't avoid it no matter what, so he went directly to make an end.
Several military guards were slightly startled, as if they did not expect Mu Bei to be so cooperative and proactive.
"Keep an eye on him, don't let him slip away!"
Chief Wu said to the others and led a few people to follow him.
Not long after, Shuiyun Tower was in sight, and Chief Wu led Mu Bei to an elegant pavilion.
The Accord is very spacious and luxuriously decorated, making it not something ordinary people can book.
Mu Bei saw Xiang Zimao at a glance. Xiang Zimao was staring at him ferociously, as if he were staring at a corpse.
Glancing at the middle-aged man in gold robe sitting at the head of the table, he looked at Xiang Zimao: "Do you think you can get it by asking your father today?"
After saying this, he found a place to sit down.
He doesn't want to get into trouble, but if trouble already comes, there's no need to keep a low profile.
He keeps a low profile and troubles won't go away by themselves.
In this case, why not just keep a high profile?
"Arrogant thing!"
Next to the middle-aged man in gold robe, a shriveled man in black robe made a cold voice. The eyes of the sinister vulture were like sharp blades in the dark, and he was about to take action.
However, the middle-aged man in golden robe raised his hand to stop him.
"Mubei, the adopted son of the Puyun City Mufu, won the first place in the seven-city competition half a month ago and killed Taizu, who had just reached the early stage of Qi nourishment in the Mufu. He arrived in the county a few days ago and has some relationship with Jing Wenkang of the Jingfu.
Xiang Tianao, a middle-aged man in golden robe, looked at Mu Bei: "You do have something to be proud of."
Hearing these words, Xiang Zimao's pupils shrank suddenly. Mu Bei had actually killed a strong Qi-nourishing realm expert? How is this possible?! How was it done?!
Mu Bei looked at Xiang Tian'ao: "You have investigated it quite clearly."
"Knowing yourself and your enemy means you can fight a hundred battles without danger. I never fight a battle that I am not sure of."
Xiang Tianao said calmly.
"So you think you will definitely win today's battle?"
Mubei Road.
Xiang Tianao propped up his chin with his left hand and tapped the table with his right index finger rhythmically: "You may think that killing the Mufu Taizu who is in the early stage of Qi-raising is very remarkable. Of course, in fact it is indeed very remarkable. But that is only for ordinary people.
Say, this is nothing to me."
"It is just a small border town in the early stage of nourishing qi, and it has just reached this level. After all, it is far different from the state of qi nourishment in this county. Not to mention me who is at the peak of qi nourishment, even if the Zuo Shi next to me is also in the early stage of qi nourishment, I want to kill him
The Taizu of Mufu also only needs one hand."
"So, you still think you are great?"
He looked at Mubeidao.
Mu Bei just smiled lightly.
This gesture made Xiang Tianao somewhat displeased. The young man in front of him was indeed a bit arrogant.
"Okay, I'm too lazy to tell you too much nonsense. Just hand over the ring, then kneel down in public where you hit my son before, slap yourself nine times, kowtow to apologize to my son, and this matter will be settled.
Already."
he said.
After hearing this, Xiang Zimao suddenly became excited and clasped his hands, looking very expectant.
The man in black robe sighed: "Patriarch, you are so kind. If it were me, I would chop off all his limbs, and then chop off his head!"
As he said that, he glanced at Mu Bei coldly.
"There is no need to be too harsh. In the final analysis, this is a fight between their young people. As an elder, it is inappropriate for me to intervene."
Xiang Tianao said.
He looked at Mu Bei: "Are you going by yourself, or should I have someone escort you..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly trembled and became weak.
At the same time, the man in black robe beside him staggered, and Xiang Zimao fell down directly, unable to speak.
Only Mu Bei had some free time and looked at the three of them calmly: "Are your hands and feet weak, your head dizzy, and it's difficult to breathe?"
Xiang Tianao's expression suddenly changed: "What did you do?!"
Mu Bei said nothing and just smiled lightly.
When he was in Puyun City, he refined five colorless and odorless mysterious incense, which even a martial arts master in the Transparent Realm would find it difficult to withstand.
At that time, when killing Li Pei, Li Ziyan and others, he used one and had four left.
The first time he entered the Accord, he secretly released a piece of psychedelic incense. At this time, the medicinal power had already taken effect.
After getting up, he walked up to the man in black robe and slapped him to the ground: "Did you just say that you wanted to chop off my limbs and my head?"
"No...no! I'm just talking, just talking!"
The man in black robe was so weak at the moment that it was difficult to stand up. Faced with Mu Bei's words, a look of fear suddenly appeared on his face.
Mu Bei said quietly: "As a man, one word is worth half the sky, so how can you say something casually? If you say something, you must be responsible."
The Vermilion Bird Sword appeared in the hand from the ring. He raised the sword and cut off the hands and legs of the black-robed man in an instant.
"Ah!" The man in black robe screamed desperately: "My hands! My legs!"
"Noisy."
Mu Bei swung his sword again and chopped off the opponent's head.
Xiang Tianao watched helplessly as the man in black robe died in front of his eyes, but he couldn't do anything. It was difficult to even move, and his scalp was numb.
Xiang Zimao turned pale and fell to the ground, shaking uncontrollably.
Mu Bei looked at Xiang Tianao and Xiang Zimao, and the Suzaku Sword was retracted into the ring.
"Do you know why I didn't kill you?" Looking at Xiang Tianao, Mu Bei said: "Because you haven't had the intention to kill. If you had the intention to kill, you would die today."
Hearing this, Xiang Tianao breathed a long sigh of relief.
At this time, it would be too easy for Mu Bei to kill him.
He couldn't help but feel horrified. The young man in front of him was so terrifying. He didn't know what methods he used to make a strong man like him at the peak of Qi Yang realm unable to move and unable to use any force.
"Many...thank you very much!"
He said with difficulty.
"It's pointless to just thank you." Mu Bei said: "You are a smart man. You may want to think about whether you want to seek revenge after the fact or just stop here."