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Chapter 153: The Immortal Sword, Chu Yaowu's Position

Chapter 153: The Immortal Sword, Chu Yaowu's Position
Trapped Immortal Sword?
Zhou Mu was shocked. He had naturally heard of this sword before.

One of the four swords of Zhu Xian.

Weapons of this level are probably even better than the [Daluo Ancestral Weapon]!
Good people.

Lingbao Tianzun is a very good person.

Zhou Mu showed an extremely sincere smile on his face, and the young Taoist said calmly:

"Go and try. Can you ruin the plan of the deposed emperor?"

"If you can destroy it, I will tell you where the sword is. If you can take it away, I will give it to you."

"By then, with Xianxian in your possession, you may not be unable to find all the [Four Swords]. With the four swords by your side, you will have no worries on your journey."

The figure of the young Taoist priest slowly faded and disappeared. Zhou Mu was distractedly grasping Mu Yu's remaining soul and did not have time to ask many questions.

For example, the bronze ship, the black tide, and why he saw these in Mu Yu's [Fruit].

Zhou Mu remembered that there were living people standing on the bronze boat.

That's Mu Yu's appearance.

Is that Moo-yul's future?

He subconsciously looked at the trembling wandering soul in his hand, unable to connect it with the glimpse of the future.

"Such a bright future. Could it be that you are the child of destiny?"

Zhou Mu had an idea and swallowed the wandering soul into his stomach, suppressing it in an acupoint. Only then was he satisfied.

Just at this time.

'Tuk-tuk-tuk! '

There was a knocking sound at the door, as if a guest was coming to visit.

Zhou Mu thought for a moment, but ultimately decided not to change his appearance to that of Mu Yu and not to peek into his memories. If he played the role of Mu Yu, the risk of being exposed would be too great.

He thought about it, transformed himself into Chu Yaowu, then walked over and opened the door.

There stood a young girl outside the door, looking heroic and with a sword at her waist.

"Chen Mansion, Chen Zhien, I heard that a young knight has moved in here, so I came to visit."

The girl clasped her fists and bowed, looking at Zhou Mu, who looked like Chu Yaowu, with some curiosity.

Who is this?
Why does it look familiar?
Zhou Mu recognized Chen Zhien, the little heroine in Bai Jie's restaurant that day, and returned the greeting:
"I have heard of Miss Chen's name for a long time. My name is Zhou Muwu, and I am here to visit the young master of your mansion. However..."

A look of confusion appeared on his face:

"After the young master of the mansion welcomed me in, he said he was going to make tea, but he disappeared right away and I couldn't find him no matter how hard I tried."

Chen Zhien was stunned, staring at Zhou Mu's Xiaowu's face again and again, feeling as if she had seen it somewhere.

She pondered for a moment and smiled generously:
"Although I didn't see the young man from your mansion, I think you are very brave and heroic. It's not a pity to see you today."

After a while, Chen Zhien smiled and said:
"But I don't know which family Brother Zhou is from?"

Zhou Mu's heart moved slightly. This Miss Chen seemed to like asking other people which family they were from. She did the same thing last time in the restaurant.

And when she came to visit Mu Yu, she had clearly seen Mu Yu in the restaurant, where she was serving Zhu Wu.

There is a problem. Could it be related to the unknown force behind Mu Yu?

His expression remained unchanged:
"They are not a wealthy family, but just ordinary civilians. They have no fixed place to live and often wander around the breeding area."

"is it?"

A hint of deepness flashed across Chen Zhien's eyes, and he bowed and said:
"Since Mr. Zhou has no fixed place to live, why don't you stay at my house temporarily? Although the Chen Mansion is not big, there are many vacant guest rooms."

Zhou Mu showed a look of hesitation:
"Will this be too much trouble for Miss Chen?"

"No, it's just a matter of adding a pair of chopsticks. Mr. Zhou can ask the neighbors. I love making friends the most."

"Since Miss Chen said so, I can't refuse. Miss Chen, please."

Chen Zhien smiled and nodded, leading the way.

………………

Chen Mansion.

"This is the martial arts training ground for my Chen family disciples. It has everything, including a 10,000-jin training stone and a diamond puppet. If Mr. Zhou is interested, you can come here to practice your boxing and kicking."

"This is the courtyard. My father loves flowers. There are more than 3,000 different kinds of flowers and trees planted in this courtyard. The stream next to the courtyard was specially dug and leads to the underground. It is a flowing water."

"If Mr. Zhou has nothing to do, it would be great to enjoy the flowers here."

"This is the guest house. The maid is called Xiaoya. Master Zhou can tell her anything."

Taking Zhou Mu to the back of the house, Chen Zhien smiled cheerfully:

"Mr. Zhou must be tired, so I won't bother you any more. I live in the wing room next to the courtyard. If you have any questions, you can come to me directly."

"I'm so sorry for disturbing you."

After watching the sword-bearing girl leave, Zhou Mu nodded slightly to the maid standing respectfully beside him, then pushed open the door of this wing room.

The wing room was not very big and seemed to have been uninhabited for a long time, but it was obviously cleaned and tidied regularly, and there was no musty smell that came from being uninhabited for a long time.
There was a desk, an octagonal table, and a screen in the room. Behind the screen was a bed that could accommodate two or three people. There was also a bathtub not far from the bed.

"Son."

The maid Xiaoya was dressed in plain clothes. Her face was not stunning, but she was pretty. At this moment, she folded her hands on her belly and knelt down to greet:

"Sir, do you want to take a bath and rest? I will go get you some hot water."

"No need. I have nothing to do here. You can go down first." Zhou Mu waved his hand casually. Xiaoya seemed to be relieved and bowed again stiffly:
"I will be waiting outside the door. If you have any instructions, just call me."

Zhou Mu nodded, walked into the house and closed the door.

Pulling a recliner to sit on, he narrowed his eyes slightly, quietly extended his spiritual thoughts, and followed Chen Zhien, but saw that the other party walked in a zigzag manner, walked to a place that looked like an ancestral hall, and pushed the door open.

"Ok?"

Zhou Mu was surprised that his spiritual thoughts couldn't get in at all.

Naturally, there is no way to understand the scene.

“There is indeed a problem”

A residence of a great medicine master, blocking his thoughts of reaching the thousand-year-old level?
Zhou Mu seemed to be thinking about something, but he was not in a hurry to explore it. He calmed his mind and practiced breathing silently.

Wisps of rosy clouds and mist accompany your breathing, lingering between your mouth and nose, and the faint acquired yin and yang energies appear.

He hasn't practiced well for a long time.

"The Fuyao Technique is about to enter the fourth level, the Yuanshi Yinyang Sutra is still a long way from reaching the minor success, and the fourth of the Seven Killing Techniques, the [Heavenly Killing Technique], is still not practiced."

Zhou Mu silently sorted himself out:

"Now, without using the Jiayin woodcutting axe and relying on the incense-burning divine body that cannot leave Zhongshan Mountain for a hundred miles, I can do more than an ordinary Wanshou."

"But the immortals may not be as good as them."

"My cultivation is too shallow after all." Zhou Mu felt a sense of urgency. The great powers seven years ago and the kings seven years later were all far beyond his reach.

Seven years ago he faked his own death to escape, and seven years later he is just pretending to be powerful.
These are all false after all.

Improving your own abilities and skills is the real truth.

"The lords of the small cities in the Demon Dynasty are all in the Heaven Realm."

"I must at least enter the Heavenly Realm before I can freely walk in the wilderness and reap the rewards!"

Zhou Mu's eyes were gleaming. Once he entered the Heaven Realm, ordinary demon city masters would be unable to do anything to him, and might not even be his opponents.

At that time, every demon city in the wilderness would be his "warehouse of merit"!
"The number of merits."

Zhou Mu communicated with the Xuanjin Bronze Order.

To date, his total merit has reached three thousand, but there are not many things that can be exchanged for them.

And now, there are not many things that can be exchanged for that are of great use to me.
A Dawu Daochang worth 100 merits, a token worth 500 merits that can be exchanged for any high-grade magic weapon,

Apart from the middle-grade thunder-dropping decree worth a thousand merit points and the eighth-grade immortal power, they are not very useful.

"Save some first?"

Zhou Mu pondered, if he accumulated 5,000 merit points, he should be able to get new exchange items, and if he accumulated 10,000 merit points,
Then you can be promoted to the seventh rank of immortal.

Normally, a seventh-grade immortal position can only be held by a [celestial immortal] above the heavenly realm.

It seems that there is only a difference of 7,000 points. It will be difficult in such a short time!
"Three Thousand Three Hundred Merits"

"I will come to the Great Enlightenment Hall three times first. I will open the Zhoutian acupoints. The accumulation is enough. Let's try to see if I can advance the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art to the third level, or discover the secrets of two more internal organs!"

The practice of longevity is to explore the secrets of the five internal organs. If one explores one of the internal organs, he will become a thousand-year-old person, and can control a hundred meters of vital energy.

If one can find the three secrets, he will be a person of longevity, and he can control the vital energy of heaven and earth within two miles. If one can find all five secrets, he will be an immortal, and his life span will exceed 15,000 years.

As soon as the thought came to mind, the vital energy within a radius of twenty miles roared.

At this level, if one exerts all his strength, just one strike is enough to tear a town of 20 miles long and wide into pieces.

As for the Eight Revolutions Profound Art, although it does not cultivate magic power and takes a purely physical approach, if it reaches the third level, the pure force of a punch can be comparable to the ultimate blow of an immortal.

The two, one is the cultivation of magical powers, and the other is the cultivation of the physical body, are two completely different paths. It is hard to say which is better or worse, but practicing together is definitely the best choice.

"Let's deduce the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills first."

"With the magical power of Giant Spirit, the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art has the greatest impact on me. After the third transformation, it will be a natural process for me to cultivate my magical power and explore the secrets of my internal organs."

Zhou Mu's thought moved, three hundred merits passed, the Dawu Daochang suddenly opened, and the Bodhi tree stood tall like a canopy.

………………

Chen Family Ancestral Hall.

"Father, I met someone"

She recounted the whole thing in detail, looking excited:

"If nothing unexpected happens, this person is definitely a remnant of the deposed emperor!"

"Oh?"

Chen Tonglu's expression remained unchanged:
"Why do you think so? Are you so sure?"

"Visiting Mu Yu must be related to Mu Yu."

"He is said to be a wanderer with no fixed place to live, but I can sense that he has a strong physique. It is impossible that I have not heard of such a person."

"The key is"

Chen Zhien took a deep breath:

"I always feel like I've seen him a long, long time ago."

"And father, we have only traveled back through time through the sacrificial formation, and it has only been a year."

"So, I can only have seen him in our future."

Chen Zhien became more and more solemn as she spoke:

“Although I can’t remember the details, I guess he must be a big shot on the side of the future deposed emperor, and his status may even be no lower than Mu Yu’s!”

Chen Tonglu listened quietly:

"You mean, he might be the god who will be in charge of the Black Tide in the future?"

"That's right!"

"I'll go meet him later and see if I can remember who he is."

Chen Tonglu said softly:

"But at least, you are right about one thing."

"There is something wrong with this person. A big problem."

"Just now, a divine thought tried to probe into this place, but was blocked by the magic circle. I traced the source and found that the divine thought came from a room not far away - it was from that Zhou Muwu."

Chen Zhien's face changed, and Chen Tonglu spoke quietly:
"The mind can leave the body. Only the immortal realm can do it. Judging from the strength of the mind, it is equivalent to the top thousand-year-old."

"This so-called Master Zhou is most likely the remnant of the deposed emperor."

Chen Tonglu lit three incense sticks, inserted them into the incense burner, and bowed to the tablet in the ancestral hall.

There are three tablets, with three names written on them.

In the middle is [Hua Mu], and on the right is [Hong Yuanbao].

The person on the left is named [Chu Yaowu].

"May the Three Ancestors bless you."

Chen Tonglu took a deep breath:

“Hopefully, everything goes well this time.”

He looked at the burning incense, the three sacred tablets, and said softly:

"I just received a message from a compatriot who found a hiding place of the remnants of the deposed emperor in Tianjiao City."

"Let's take Mr. Zhou with us and see how he reacts."

Chen Zhien nodded heavily, looked at the tablet of the third ancestor, knelt down and worshiped.