After all, Fang Yuan's martial arts were taught by him. Although he could not be called a disciple, he was at least one of his old acquaintances.
After five years of isolation, it helps to get in touch with people I knew before.
Qiao Mu thought something had happened to Fang Yuan, so he went out of his way to inquire about the neighbors... Only to find out that Fang Yuan had left the capital a month ago, resigned from his position as jailer, and even abandoned this old house.
"Doesn't he value his family's old house very much... Why would he take the initiative to leave the imperial capital?"
Qiao Mu shook his head and turned away.
A moment later, he arrived at the third place.
Wanfu.
The mansion of Wan Ronghua, a wealthy man in the imperial capital.
Wan Ronghua is dead, but the Wan family is still there.
Qiao Mu once went to the Wan Mansion at night, where he met Qin Shiqing, a first-class warrior who was in charge of the Heavenly Prison, and lost his life here.
Qiao Mu had left in a hurry before, as he was chased away by the Arhats beside Qin Shiqing. Later, he fled far away to the desert hundreds of miles outside Anxi Pass.
This time he revisited the old place, in fact, he also had a purpose------
"Isn't this Mr. Qiao?"
Before Qiao Mu entered the mansion, but just walked to the door of Wan Mansion, a stranger who looked like a butler came up to him with a smile on his face.
"Do you know me?" Qiao Mu asked puzzledly.
The butler said enthusiastically:
"Old Qiao entered the imperial capital a few days ago and spoke for justice in front of the Golden Throne Hall, making a name for the white-haired soldiers of Lonely City. The current emperor was also humble and did not care about Old Qiao's retort... How could my Wanfu not know about such a major event?"
"My Wan family's head has also heard about Elder Qiao's fearlessness of power and has long admired him. I wanted to choose an auspicious day to visit him, but unexpectedly Elder Qiao passed by my Wan mansion today. Why not come in and have some tea?"
Qiao Mu was slightly surprised. He had no idea what Wan Fu was up to.
Logically speaking, Wan Ronghua was murdered by him.
As "Qiao Shui" was the elder of the Qiao family, one of the younger members of the family had lost his life in the Wan Mansion. Naturally, the two sides had a grudge against each other, so there was no intention for them to greet each other with a smile.
Qiao Mu lowered his head and noticed the sweat on the butler's forehead and the pounding heartbeat, and some guesses arose in his mind.
"Then I'm sorry to bother you."
Qiao Mu walked into the mansion with his horse and golden sword.
He has always acted without any taboos. Although he is an enemy of the Wan Mansion, he would naturally dare to enter if the other party dares to invite him into the mansion.
When he walked into the living room of the Wan Mansion, he saw the butler hurriedly leaving with sweat on his forehead.
Not long after, the new head of the Wan family hurried over.
The new owner of the house was a wealthy middle-aged man with a round face and small eyes, but his face was always full of smiles.
He had obviously come here in a hurry, he hadn't even put on his shoes yet, he looked very rushed.
"Boss Qiao is honored to visit us. I, Wan, am sorry for not coming in person to welcome you..." As the Wan family's patriarch said this, his forehead was covered with sweat, just like the butler just now, and he was obviously quite nervous.
"I heard that you admire me very much? And you want to visit me?" Qiumu said directly.
"That's right. My Wan family has long experienced the character of the Qiao family, so we admire them very much..." The head of the Wan family seemed to think that this was inappropriate and quickly changed his words:
"The old soldier in the Hundred Miles Desert has been defending Da Yan for forty years, and the Qiao family is willing to die for him. Wan admires such people who dare to risk their lives... I heard that many soldiers and civilians who left the lonely city have no place to go. My Wan family is willing to give them ten thousand taels of silver to help them have a place to live in their old age."
After saying that, he ordered the butler beside him to hand over a silver note, which was then presented by the head of the Wan family with both hands.
"You are thoughtful." Qiao Mu glanced at the fat man and took it with one hand without any hesitation.
Are they treating him as someone who is here to blackmail them
It’s no wonder that the head of the Wan family is so cautious and polite to Qiao Mu.
The previous head of the Wan family, Wan Ronghua, was also a great businessman with extensive connections, and even had vague connections with the immortal sect.
After having a feud with the Qiao family, he invited a warrior stronger than Qiao Mu to come to his house overnight, causing Qiao Mu to lose his life.
What was the result... Wan Ronghua still died.
Even a first-class warrior could not save his life. Before he died, Qiao Mu used a stone as a hidden weapon to attack Wan Ronghua. Even though he died, he took his life.
The old man from the Qiao family who died in the Wan family at that time was obviously an assassin and a death warrior who was willing to sacrifice his own life to kill Wan Ronghua... Who would not be afraid of such a death warrior
Anyway, the new head of the Wan family is very scared.
Even if someone like Wan Ronghua invited a master who could kill the Qiao family, he might not be able to save his own life.
So after "Qiao Shui" arrived in the imperial capital and contradicted all the ministers and Emperor Yonghe in the Golden Palace, he understood... This person was exactly the same as the Qiao family member that the Wan family had come into contact with before, both of them were not afraid of death.
A man's reputation is like the shadow of a tree.
Although the Qiao family is not a single person, they are much more terrifying than a single person.
Everyone is united and is willing to risk their lives to bring down Wan Ronghua.
A person who dares to die is a lonely warrior, and there are not many lonely heroes.
But a group of Qiao family members who are brave enough to die and keep coming one after another... who the hell can withstand this
The story of the old soldier in the lonely city in the desert was a rather bizarre anecdote, enough to go down in history and spread throughout the imperial capital in a short period of time.
Not just the imperial capital... Such an anecdote that is worthy of being recorded in history will surely spread more widely, throughout Zhongzhou, and even other regions of Kyushu.
Naturally, along with the old soldiers, the Qiao family members who argued for their rights in front of the Golden Palace also became famous.
It has to be said that the Qiao family is now powerful, and their reputation and personality are much more terrifying than the Qiao family's personal military strength.
So the head of the Wan family decisively lowered his posture and admitted defeat.
Seeing Qiao Mu reaching out to take the ten thousand taels of silver, the head of the Wan family felt a little relieved and continued:
"In fact, there is a treasure hidden in my Wan family that has been covered in dust."
"As the saying goes, if one's virtue is not matched with his position, there will be disaster. The old patriarch Wan Ronghua did things without any taboos, and he will eventually get his comeuppance... So in my opinion, this treasure should still be handed over to a virtuous person like Old Qiao."
After saying this, he clapped his hands, and the butler hurriedly took out another portion of food.
This is an ancient painting, in which a blood-red sun can be vaguely seen... The butler simply showed it and hurriedly put the painting away.
"The Blood Sun Map is something that Wan Ronghua stole from the Fang family by trickery and force." Qiao Mu's eyes moved.
Chapter 226: The Tombstone of the Exiled Sword Immortal (4k
At the gate of Wan family mansion.
The head of the Wan family had a smile on his face. He watched Qiao Mu, who was holding the ancient painting of Blood Sun, leave. Only then did he finally put away his smile and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Master, is it necessary to go to this extent?" The butler beside him asked in a low voice:
"Even if Qiao Shui is a warrior who is not afraid of death, there is no need for him to act like this, right? After all, my Wan family is also wealthy and powerful. If we act like this, wouldn't it be a loss of face? Other wealthy families will look down on us if they see us."
This butler was the one who had just welcomed Qiao Mu into the mansion, but as a butler, he naturally did not act on his own initiative, but was simply carrying out the will of the head of the family.
When Qiao Shui became famous in the Golden Palace and the Qiao family reappeared in the imperial capital, the new head of the Wan family became unable to sleep or eat.
So he ordered someone to wait outside the mansion, waiting for Qiao Mu who might come.
If Qiao Mu didn't come, he would indeed make up his mind to bring the picture of the bloody sun to Qiao Mu's residence and present it to him with both hands.
"What do you know..." The head of the Wan family restrained his smile and shook his head:
"Is face more important than 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 Golden Palace. He has a family behind him." The head of the Wan family said seriously.
A lone warrior, no matter how strong he is, is not that scary.
Because in the imperial capital, Emperor Yonghe and the Immortal Sect have the final say. It is a place where rules and power are everything.
But the Qiao family has successfully made a name for themselves in the imperial capital with the blood of many generations, and has become a mysterious and powerful martial arts family, not just a group of dead soldiers.
Therefore, the head of the Wan family did not dare to deal with the Qiao family.
Losing your head is certainly more terrifying than losing face.
But having said that... ..
"We really can't let others look down on 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 was not something that could be resolved simply by bowing and making concessions.
He didn't dare to deal with the Qiao family openly, but to deal with them secretly... Well, he didn't dare to deal with them secretly either.
After all, Wan Ronghua fell into this trap in the past.
If you don’t dare to deal with it, then let the forces that dare to deal with the Qiao family do it.
With the Qiao family's style of doing things, it is normal to offend the powerful and influential people. It would be 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 that Qiao Shui is in the imperial capital... We can also try to spread the news that he died in the Golden Palace and in the lonely city in the desert."
These can only be regarded as small actions and cannot be considered as actions against the Qiao family. After all, they are just to help them become famous.
However, he also knew that a tall tree attracts the wind. The Qiao family's help for the old soldiers of Gucheng to get out of the desert would hinder the way of the Immortal Sect.
"Da Dao Sect... Why is Da Dao Sect so low-key? The news about the lonely city in the desert has obviously spread, so why haven't we heard any news about it?" The head of the Wan family was a little confused, but he didn't think much about it.
It was not his turn to think about these things. As long as he could safely take over the Wan family left behind by Wan Ronghua, everything would be fine.
...
In a suburban house.
Qiao Mu casually spread out the Blood Sun Picture and looked at it carefully for several times.
Similar to when he viewed 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 blood-red sun hung alone in the sky, and the sunlight seeped down from the clouds bit by bit like sticky dark red blood, splashing down with every tremor of the sun.
The blood-red sun in the world of the painting seemed to be a living thing, trembling rhythmically, like a beating heart, or a shining blood-red eyeball.
When Qiao Mu stared for a long time, he even felt as if there was an eye in the blood-red sun silently staring at him.
This sudden flash of intuition made Qiumu's hair stand on end, and he woke up subconsciously.
"Sure enough, the Blood Moon Diagram was created by the same person..." Qiao Mu frowned.
“I heard that the Blood Sun and Blood Moon drawings were drawn by a high-level spiritual warrior hundreds of years ago. That warrior was also a painter, but he suddenly went mad in his later years and used his own blood as ink to draw the drawings. He later died of blood loss.”
"I am already a second-grade soul cultivator, but from my current perspective, this method of using painting to seduce others and make them fall into hallucinations is indeed mysterious. It seems that the mad painter of the previous dynasty is even more powerful than I expected."
"But why does he have such inspiration..." Qiao Mu didn't think much about it, but just carefully felt the circulation of internal energy throughout his body.
The martial arts hidden in the blood moon map is the "Red Moon Blood Burning Technique" which is similar to the "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique". Both are forbidden techniques that burn life.
The difference is that the Crimson Moon Blood Burning Technique can accelerate the blood circulation throughout the body. He once used it to fight against the freezing technique of the immortal monk Daoxu.
And the martial arts hidden in this blood sun map...
Qiao Mu suddenly realized something in his heart. He bit his fingertips and let the blood drip onto the tip of the sword bit by bit.
As he swung his sword, the blood beads on the sword suddenly turned into a blood mist. As his sword light flowed, it left a wide blood mist in the air like ink splashed in the air.
"This is a sword technique that uses the blood in the body to stimulate blood energy. It can be called 'blood sword technique'."
"Internal energy is a physical thing, so after leaving the body, it will quickly decay and weaken."
"A warrior's weapons are extensions of his hands and feet, and this blood mist can be seen as an extension of the weapons."
"When the blood sword technique is performed, the blood and blood mist splashed out by the sword tip contain the warrior's surging blood and energy... This is a move that increases the warrior's attack range."
"It is indeed a complementary martial art with the 'Red Moon Burning Blood Technique' in the Blood Moon Diagram... It's just a bit blood-consuming."
Qiao Mu has practiced martial arts for more than two hundred years, and now his vision and experience are enough to look down on the world... After all, there is probably no martial artist in the world who can match his seniority.
"This Blood Sun Picture... just keep it for now."
In fact, Qiao Mu no longer cared too much about the Blood Sun Picture. He casually put the scroll aside, somewhat uninterested.
After returning to the imperial capital, he went to three places that day, but failed to achieve his original purpose. He felt that things had changed a lot.
It was just getting dark. Qiaomu lit a lamp and walked into the yard. After taking two steps in this deserted house, he suddenly felt a little bored.
"Why do I feel like I'm living in isolation in a dream?" Qiao Mu laughed.