Chapter 200
After all, Fangyuan's martial arts can be regarded as being taught by him. He can't be called a disciple, but he can be regarded as one of his old acquaintances.
After five years of isolation, it can be a relief to meet people I knew before.
Qiao Mu thought something bad had happened to Fangyuan, so he went to the neighbors to inquire... Only to find out that Fangyuan had left the imperial capital a month ago, resigned from his post as jailer, and even ignored the old house.
"Doesn't he value his family's old home very much... He would actually leave the imperial capital on his own initiative?"
Qiao Mu shook his head, turned and left.
After a while, he came to the third place.
Wanfu.
The wealthy man in the imperial capital has a magnificent mansion.
Wan Ronghua is dead, but Wanjia is still there.
Back then, Qiao Mu visited Wan's Mansion at night, where he met Qin Shiqing, a first-class warrior who was stationed in Tianlao, and lost his life in Wan's home.
Before, Qiao Mu was in a hurry and was chased away by the Arhat beside Qin Shiqing. Later, he flew away to the hundreds of miles of desert outside the Anxi Pass.
This time he revisited his old place, but he actually had a purpose------
"Isn't this Mr. Qiao?"
Before Qiao Mu entered the mansion, he just walked to the door of Wan Mansion when a stranger who looked like a housekeeper came towards him with a smile on his face.
"Do you know me?" Qiao Mu was confused.
The butler said enthusiastically:
"Mr. Qiao entered the imperial capital a few days ago and spoke uprightly in front of the Jinluan Palace to make a name for the white-headed soldiers of the isolated city. But now His Majesty is so open-minded that he doesn't care about Mr. Qiao's contradiction...How can I, Wanfu, know about such a major event?"
"I, the head of the Wan family, have also heard about Mr. Qiao's demeanor of not fearing power, and have admired him for a long time. I wanted to choose an auspicious day to visit, but unexpectedly, Mr. Qiao passed by my Wan Mansion today, so why not go in and have a sip of tea."
Qiao Mu was slightly surprised. He didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Wanfu's gourd.
Logically speaking, Wan Ronghua was killed by himself.
As for "Qiao Shui", as the elder of the Qiao family, a descendant of the family also lost his life in Wanfu, so the two sides naturally formed a rift, and there was no intention of smiling at each other.
Qiao Mu lowered his head and noticed the trickle of sweat on the butler's forehead and the pounding of his heart, and some kind of speculation began to arise in his mind.
"Then I'm going to bother you."
Qiao Mu and his golden sword walked into the house.
He has always had no taboos in his actions. Although he and Wan Mansion are enemies, if the other party dares to invite him into the mansion, he will naturally dare to enter.
Walking into Wanfu's living room, he saw the housekeeper leaving in a hurry with sweat on his forehead.
Not long after, the new head of the Wan family came in a hurry.
The new head of the family is a wealthy middle-aged man with a round face and small eyes, but his face is full of smiles.
He obviously came here in a hurry. He hadn't even put on his shoes yet. He was in a hurry.
"Boss Qiao is here, and Wan is welcome from afar..." As the head of the Wan family said this, he was sweating like the housekeeper just now, and he was obviously a little nervous.
"I heard that you admire me very much? You still want to visit me?" Qiao Mu said directly.
"That's right. I, the Wan family, have already experienced the character of the Qiao family, so I respect it very much..." The head of the Wan family seemed to feel that this was inappropriate, and quickly changed his words:
"The old soldiers in the hundreds of miles of desert have been fighting for the Great Yan for forty years, and the Qiao family is also willing to die for it. Wan Mou admires these people who dare to risk their lives...I heard that people walking out of the isolated city Many of our soldiers and civilians have become homeless and have no place to go. We, the Wan Family, are willing to contribute tens of thousands of taels of silver to help them have a place to live.”
After saying that, he asked the butler beside him to hand over a banknote, which was handed over by the head of the Wan family with both hands.
"You are really interested." Qiao Mu glanced sideways at the fat man and took it with one hand without ceremony.
Are you treating him as a blackmailer?
It’s no wonder that the head of the Wan family is so thoughtful and so polite to Qiao Mu.
The previous head of the Wan Family, Wan Ronghua, was also a great businessman with a wide network of contacts, and was even vaguely connected to the Immortal Sect.
After forging a quarrel with the Qiao family, he invited a martial artist stronger than Qiao Mu to come to the house overnight, causing Qiao Mu to lose his life at that time.
The result...Wan Ronghua still died.
Even a first-grade martial artist could not save his life. Before he died, Qiao Mu used a stone as a hidden weapon in a sneak attack, taking Wan Ronghua's life even if he died.
The old man of the Qiao family who died among the Wan family at that time was obviously an assassin and a dead soldier who risked his own life to assassinate Wan Ronghua... Who wouldn't be afraid of such a dead soldier?
Anyway, the new head of the Wan family is very afraid.
Even if Wan Ronghua, like Wan Ronghua, hires a master who can kill Qiao's family, he may not be able to protect his own life.
So after "Qiao Shui" arrived in the imperial capital and contradicted the ministers and Emperor Yonghe in the Jinluan Palace, he understood... This person was exactly the same as the Qiao family that Wanjia had come into contact with back then. They were both not afraid of death. people.
A person's name, the shadow of a tree.
Although the Qiao family is not one person, it is much more terrifying than one person.
Ten thousand people are united, risking their lives to die, even sacrificing their own lives to pull down Wan Ronghua.
A person who dares to die is a lonely warrior, a lonely brave person, destined to be few.
But a group of Qiao family members who dare to die and continue to do so... Who the hell can withstand this?
What happened to the old soldier in the lonely city in the desert was a rather bizarre anecdote. It was enough to leave a mark in history, and it spread throughout the imperial capital in a short period of time.
Not just the imperial capital... This is enough to be recorded in the history of Qing Dynasty, and it will definitely spread wider, spreading throughout Zhongzhou and even other regions of Kyushu.
And those who became famous together with the old soldiers were naturally the Qiao family who argued hard in front of the Jinluan Palace.
It has to be said that the Qiao family has now become famous, and their reputation and personality are much more terrifying than the personal force of the Qiao family.
Therefore, the head of the Wan family decisively lowered his attitude and gave in.
Seeing Qiao Mu reaching out to take the ten thousand taels of silver notes, the head of the Wan family felt a little relieved and continued:
"Actually, among my thousands of families, there is still a treasure that is covered in dust."
"It is said that if virtue is not matched, there will be disaster. The old family leader Wan Ronghua has no taboos in his actions, and there will be retribution in the end... So in my opinion, this treasure should be left in the hands of a virtuous person like Mr. Qiao."
After saying that, he clapped his hands, and the butler hurriedly took out another thing.
This is an ancient painting, and a blood-red sun is vaguely visible in the painting... The butler simply displayed it and hurriedly put the painting away.
"The Blood Sun Picture... Wan Ronghua stole the things from the Fang family." Qiao Mu's eyes moved.
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The entrance of Wanjia Mansion.
The head of the Wan family had a smile on his face. He watched Qiao Mu leaving with the ancient painting of Blood Sun in his hand, and then his smile finally subsided and he wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Master, is it necessary to do this?" The butler next to him asked in a low voice:
"Even if this Qiao Shui is a martial artist who is not afraid of death, there is no need to act like this, right? After all, my Wan family has a big business. If we act like this, we will lose face. Other wealthy families will look down on us."
This steward was the one who just welcomed Qiao Mu into the mansion, but as a steward, he naturally did not make his own decisions, but just carried out the will of the family owner.
When Qiao Shui became famous in the Jinluan Palace and the Qiao family reappeared in the imperial capital, the new head of the Wan family had trouble sleeping and eating.
So he ordered someone to wait outside the house, waiting for Qiao Mu who might come.
If Qiao Mu didn't come, he would indeed make up his mind and personally come to Qiao Mu's residence with the bloody sun picture and offer it with both hands.
"What do you know..." The head of the Wan family suppressed his smile and shook his head:
"Is face important to life?"
"Besides, he is not just an old warrior who is not afraid of death and dares to contradict the ministers and the emperor in the Jinluan Palace. He also has a family behind him." The head of the Wan family said seriously.
A lonely warrior is not too scary no matter how strong he is.
Because in the Imperial Capital, Emperor Yonghe and the Immortal Sect have the final say. It is a place where rules and influence are respected.
However, the Qiao family has used the blood of many generations to successfully become famous in the imperial capital. It has represented a mysterious and powerful martial arts family, not just a dead warrior.
Therefore, the head of the Wan family did not dare to deal with the Qiao family.
Compared with losing face, losing one's head is naturally more terrifying.
But having said that...
"We really can't let others look down upon us." The head of the Wan family thought.
In his opinion, there was already a blood feud between the Wan family and the Qiao family, and people on both sides had lost their lives. It couldn't be settled by simply giving in.
He didn't dare to deal with the Qiao family openly, but he didn't dare to deal with them secretly... well, he didn't dare to deal with them secretly.
After all, Wan Ronghua fell into this step in the past.
If you don't dare to deal with it, then let the forces that dare to deal with the Qiao family take action.
With the way the Qiao family behaves, it is normal to offend the powerful and powerful, but it is abnormal not to offend them.
"Then let's help the Qiao family become famous." The head of the Wan family said to himself:
"We can try to spread the news about Qiao Shui's presence in the imperial capital... We can also work hard to spread the news about his death in the Jinluan Palace and the Qiao family's death in the lonely city in the desert."
These can only be regarded as small actions, not attacks on the Qiao family. After all, they are just to help them become famous.
He also knew that a big tree attracts the wind. The Qiao family helped the old soldiers from the isolated city to get out of the desert, but it hindered the path of the Xianmen Daozong.
"Dao Dao Sect...Why is Dao Dao Sect so low-key? News about the lonely city in the desert has spread, so why haven't we heard any news?" The head of the Wan family was a little confused, but he didn't think much about it.
It's not his turn to think about these things. As long as he can safely take over the Wan family left by Wan Ronghua, he will be safe.
...
In a suburban house.
Qiao Mu casually spread out the Blood Sun Picture and looked at it carefully several times.
Similar to the blood moon picture before, his mind was quickly attracted to the blood sun picture, and he seemed to be immersed in the world in the painting.
The bloody sun hung alone in the sky, and the sunlight penetrated from the clouds bit by bit like thick dark red blood, splashing down with every tremor of the sun.
The bloody sun in the world in the painting seems to be vibrating rhythmically like a living thing, like a constantly beating heart, and like a radiant bloody eyeball.
When Qiao Mu stared at him for a long time, he felt as if there was an eye silently staring at him in the bloody sun.
This sudden flash of intuition made Qiao Mu's hair stand on end, and he subconsciously woke up.
"Sure enough, the Blood Moon Picture was created by the same person..." Qiao Mu frowned:
"I heard that the Blood Sun Picture and the Blood Moon Picture were painted by a high-level god-refining martial artist hundreds of years ago. The martial artist himself was also a painter, but he suddenly went crazy in his later years and used his own blood as ink. Died from blood loss."
"I am already a second-grade god refining, but judging from my current perspective, the method of using paintings to seduce others' minds and fall into hallucinations is really mysterious. The former crazy painter seems to be more powerful than I originally expected. Stronger."
"Why did he have such inspiration..." Qiao Mu didn't think too much, just carefully feeling the flow of energy in his body.
The martial arts hidden in the Blood Moon Diagram is the "Red Moon Blood Burning Technique" which is similar to the "Devil Disintegration Technique". They are both forbidden techniques that burn life.
The difference is that the Red Moon Blood Burning Technique can accelerate blood circulation throughout the body. He once used this to fight against the freezing technique of Daoxu, a monk from the Immortal Sect.
And the martial arts hidden in this bloody sun picture...
Qiao Mu suddenly felt something in his heart. He bit his fingertip and let the blood drip onto the tip of the sword.
But as he swung his long sword, the blood beads on the sword turned into a cloud of blood mist. As the light of his sword circulated, it left a wide streak of blood in the air like a splash of ink.
"This is a kind of swordsmanship that uses the blood in the body as a guide to stimulate blood energy. It can be called 'blood swordsmanship'."
"Internal energy is a tangible and intangible thing, so it will quickly decay and weaken after leaving the body."
"A martial artist's weapons are extensions of his hands and feet, and this blood and blood mist can be seen as an extension of the weapons."
"When the Blood Sword Technique is used, the blood and mist splashed by the sword tip contains the warrior's surging energy and blood... This is a move to increase the warrior's attack distance."
"With the 'Red Moon Blood Burning Technique' in the Blood Moon Diagram, they are indeed complementary martial arts... but it's a bit expensive."
Qiao Mu has practiced martial arts for more than two hundred years, and now his vision and experience are enough to be proud of the world... After all, there is probably no martial artist in the world who can catch up with him.
"This Blood Sun Picture... just keep it for now."
In fact, Qiao Mu didn't pay much attention to the Blood Sun Picture and put the scroll aside casually, showing no interest in it.
Returning to the Imperial Capital, he went to three places that day, but none of them achieved his original goal, which can be regarded as a feeling that things are different.
It was just dark at this time, Qiao Mu lit a lamp and walked into the house. After taking two steps in the empty house, he suddenly felt a little bored.
"Why am I living like a life of isolation in a dream?" Qiao Mu laughed dumbly.