Hua Hong was shocked. He didn't expect that even he, the leader of the Qi Sect, didn't know about the secret mechanism, but this inconspicuous old man in front of him would actually know. What is the origin of this old man
Before Hua Hong could say anything, Jiang Wuyou turned to Xia Yuanqiu and Zhu Yan and said, "I remember it was a book with a navy blue cover. Please help us look for it together."
Xia Yuanqiu and Zhu Yan stepped forward, each selected a stone cabinet and started rummaging through it.
Hua Hong was so shocked that he didn't know what to say. He finally came to his senses and was about to step forward to ask for more information when he saw Jiang Wuyou suddenly turned around, holding an ancient book with a blue cover in his hand and pointing towards Zhu Yan and Xia Yuanqiu. Hand said: "I found it. Sure enough, it is still in this stone cabinet. I didn't expect that after so many years, these books have never been found in it."
Xia Yuanqiu smiled and said: "Fortunately we are here today. If we come later, if this wall is knocked down, these ancient books may never see the light of day again."
Jiang Wuyou sighed: "Who says it's not the case!"
Hua Hong couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "May I ask who you are? How do you know how to open the secret cabinet in my sect?"
Jiang Wuyou turned to look at Hua Hong and said softly: "I said, I am Jiang Wuyou, what? It's only been a few hundred years, and you don't even remember the name of the ancestor?"
Hua Hong was shocked and stared at the old man in front of him with wide eyes. He seemed to be about the same age as himself, but what did he just say? Is he Jiang Wuyou, their ancestor, Master Wuyou
"Are you kidding me?" Hua Hong stuttered.
Jiang Wuyou hummed: "Look at me, do I look like I'm joking?"
Hua Hong couldn't believe everything he saw and heard. He turned his face and asked Xia Yuanqiu for confirmation: "What on earth is going on?"
Xia Yuanqiu said: "Don't be excited. What he said is true. He is really Jiang Wuyou. Jiang Wuyou single-handedly founded the Qi Sect six hundred years ago. He went to another continent because of some personal matters, and now he is back." ”
Hua Hong didn't trust Jiang Wuyou, but he trusted Xia Yuanqiu very much. He looked at Zhu Yan again, and Zhu Yan nodded and said, "I know this fact is hard to accept, but it is the fact. If you don't believe me, you can test him. He can know everything that happened in the Qi Sect in the past, including things that even you don’t know about.”
Just now, Jiang Wuyou had revealed the painting hanging on this wall in the past. Even he, Hua Hong, had never seen that painting before, and had only heard it mentioned by his master. The master said that the painting was passed down by his ancestor, and later I don’t know what happened, but the painting was accidentally destroyed and disappeared from the world. Not many people in the Qi Sect knew about this kind of thing, so it was impossible for it to be spread to outsiders.
Huahong said to Jiang Wuyou: "You said you are the ancestor of our Qi Sect, Master Wuyou, then do you know what was the last weapon that Master Wuyou refined in Qi Sect?"
Jiang Wuyou pointed at Zhu Yan and said quietly: "Isn't the last weapon I refined in the Qi Sect now in Zhu Yan's hands?"
Hua Hong thought that he was with Zhu Yan and the others and this question could not mean anything, so he asked again: "When you founded the mountain to recruit disciples, you personally wrote the weapon refining code. What is written on the first page of the code?"
Jiang Wuyou shook his head: "Who still remembers this? But when I founded the mountain and recruited disciples, the book I wrote personally was not the code of weapon refining, but the strategy of choosing stones!"