Global Selection: Only I Know the Story

"Does it matter?"

"Indeed, it's not important." Mu Taoren thought for a moment and shook his head.

"How about giving you a chance?"

"Speaking."

"Tomorrow I will fight Ximen Chuixue, so don't come and see me. Ten days later, I will come to Wudang Mountain and deliberately not untie my sword in the Jiejian Pond. You and I can have a legitimate fight."

"In this way, if you are defeated, you will die for Wudang. No one will dare to look down on you. If you win, you will be the best choice for the leader if you achieve such unparalleled achievements."

Tianyu smiled and said: "This gamble will be beneficial to you without any harm."

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Mu Taoren stared at Tianyu blankly, as if he had seen a madman.

96𝖘𝖍𝖚.𝖓𝖊𝖙】

Next to the Wudang Jianjian Pool, even if the emperor comes, he must take off his sword. If Ye Gucheng cannot untie the sword, he does have a reason to take action.

But if he was defeated, the entire Wudang would become the opponent's mortal enemy. Under such overwhelming pressure, no one could bear it, and the opponent actually said it so lightly.

Could it be that the duel with Ximen Chuixue tomorrow was too stressful, causing him to go crazy?

"How is it?" Tianyu asked.

"What if Lord Ye City is defeated by Ximen Chuixue's sword?" Mu Taoist asked coldly.

"Then no one will know about this!"

"This girl." Mu Taoren twitched his eyes and looked at Gongsun Lanyi.

"She doesn't know those details, and it's useless if she talks about them."

"Um?"

"You are a Mu Taoist who is famous all over the world, but she is just an unknown little girl. If she said it, most people in the world would not believe it." Tianyu said leisurely.

After Jin Jiuling died, the aggrieved Prince Nan still reported to the court, confiscated all the money he had stolen, and then commended Tianyu once.

Because Jin Jiuling's ranking was relatively large, Tianyu's reputation increased from 5,500 to 6,300.

His extremely high reputation gave him strong credibility in his words, so Mu Taoren was indeed afraid that Tianyu would break up with him.

But if it were Gongsun Lan, it would actually be of no use. The eldest sister of a mysterious organization would not have more say than the Wudang elder, one of the three famous swordsmen.

"That's right. The poor Taoist is at the top of Wudang Mountain, waiting for you." Mu Taoist was silent for a moment and nodded.

If Ye Gucheng died, he could feel at ease for the time being. He could just find an opportunity to kill this woman later.

With such a big secret being exposed, Mu Daoren needed to rush back early to deal with the aftermath. He was not in the mood to watch other people compete with each other anymore.

"Then say goodbye!" Tianyu nodded and walked down with Gongsun Lan.

"Ye Gucheng, a flying fairy from the sky, do you really think I'm old?"

Mu Taoren sat at the table and was silent for a moment. Then he picked up another peanut and put it into his mouth. There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, but his expression was still very calm.

"Is the old Taoist priest very powerful?" Gongsun Lan asked softly as he walked downstairs.

"Awesome!" Tianyu thought for a while and nodded.

In the original work, except for the little old man and Jade Rakshasa who did not take action clearly, this Mu Taoist can almost be said to be the number one master, with extremely deep hidden strength!

After the full explosion, he was not afraid of the son of the plane, the sword god Ximen Chuixue, so Tianyu put his challenge to the end.

"It's okay, you will win, I can't even beat you!" Gongsun Lan thought for a while and smiled.

"You will win, but it has nothing to do with beating you."

"Hate."

On July 15th, at night, the moon was as bright as water.

Fengtian Hall, also known as Jinluan Hall, was renamed the famous Taihe Hall in the Qing Dynasty.

Different from the impression of ordinary people, during the Ming and Qing dynasties, most of the court affairs were held in Taihe Gate, Qianqing Gate, Qianqing Palace and Yangxin Palace, and rarely came to Jinluan Palace.

This vast palace is actually a place used to hold various ceremonies.

But in terms of height and size, the Golden Palace is the best in the entire Forbidden City!

The top of the hall is so wide that it doesn't even look like a roof, but a bit like a square; there is a ridge in the middle, which looks like a hillside.

The main hall is covered with golden glazed tiles, which are as steep as a steep slope and as slippery as ice. Unless you are an extremely expert, walking on it will be very difficult.

Under Wei Ziyun's persuasion, the emperor changed into casual clothes and jumped up to the main hall with him.

Of course, his aura of being a superior person who has lived as a king for a long time is completely different from the temperament of these guards and Jianghu people, and it is extremely easy to distinguish.

Tu Fang and others had already been waiting on the southeast side of the roof of the hall. After seeing the two of them, they greeted them slightly, but their expressions were extremely nervous.

The emperor looked around and saw that there were twenty or thirty people standing on the top of the hall. Each person had a piece of discolored silk on their body, which was the certificate given by the palace to outsiders to enter the palace.

Except for the six Jianghu people who showed their faces calmly, some of the remaining people had their faces covered; some seemed to be wearing extremely delicate human skin masks, obviously not wanting people to recognize their true colors.

Of course, this is easy to understand. Unless they are truly top masters, no one wants to expose their face to the Forbidden City.

Dongchang and Jinyiwei are extremely dangerous to most people.

"Did you invite so many people?" The emperor frowned slightly.

"Um?"

"I'll go and ask you now."

Ding Ao was startled, and he dodged, stepped on the glazed tiles, and came to Lu Xiaofeng.

"What's going on?" Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help asking when he saw Ding Ao.

"I was just about to ask you."

"What are you asking me?"

"How many ribbons did we give you?"

"Six."

"Now there are almost 30 people coming up, where did their ribbons come from?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?" Lu Xiaofeng sighed and complained.

"You"

"You only gave me six, and I can't make new ones!"

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Ding Ao was stunned, and he was a little speechless. This color-changing ribbon was a tribute from Persia when the late emperor was alive.

There were not many in the first place, and in recent years there were only one or two left, and even the empress in the palace cherished it very much.

They gave Lu Xiaofeng six, which was already rare. Under normal circumstances, Lu Xiaofeng could not come up with new ones.

Only the four guards could get access to the raw materials of the ribbons.

"Let's not talk about this for now. Who did you give the six ribbons to?" Ding Ao sighed and asked.

"One for me, one for the old monk, one for Sister Gongsun, one for Sikong Zhaixing, and one for Bu Ju."

The one for Bu Ju was originally intended for Hua Manlou, but Hua Manlou loved life and didn't want to watch his friends fight, so he had to change people.

"There are only five of them." Ding Ao said coldly.

"Oh, Mu Dao Ren originally had one, but he had something to do and left, so the ribbon was given to Huangshan Gusong." Lu Xiaofeng shrugged.

In recent years, Mu Dao Ren and Gusong have always been inseparable, but in fact it's just because they often have to go back to Ghost Villa.

"Ding Ao has met you all."

Ding Ao's eyes swept over the old monk and others and nodded gently.

These people have extraordinary martial arts, and the old monk is the third of the four great monks of Shaolin, second only to the two abbots Dabei and Tiejian. If you can avoid provoking them, it's better to be friendly.

"Has City Lord Ye arrived?"

A white shadow flashed, and a young man appeared on the roof of the Golden Palace.

The man was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, spotless, with an indifferent expression, but behind him was a strangely shaped black sheathed long sword.

Ximen Chuxue!

It is well known that Ximen Chuxue's swordsmanship is divine, but few people know that his lightness skill is also so light and extraordinary.