As he finished speaking, Murong Fu's body glowed with a layer of blue-red light, flickering unsteadily, and his body began to twist, looking very strange.
Kirikage Chizo couldn't help but shrink his pupils when he saw this, and was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
Suddenly, there was a soft hiss, and a ray of silver light shot out from Murong Fu's chest, and flew towards Wuying Qianzang at lightning speed.
I don't know whether it was because he was too seriously injured or because things happened in a hurry, but Kirikage Chizo's reaction was half a beat too slow. With a pop, the silver needle penetrated his heart without any obstruction and disappeared.
After a short while, the light on Murong Fu disappeared and his arms returned to normal. He stretched his muscles and smiled slightly, "How is it? Who loses and wins now?"
At this time, Kirikage Chizo groaned, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out. The black cloth on his face was also knocked off at this moment, revealing his true face.
Murong Fu looked at him curiously for a few times. He had a very old cheek and an extremely ordinary appearance, the kind that you would never find again if you threw it into a crowd. However, there was no trace of blood on his wrinkled face at this moment.
His breath was extremely weak, and it was obvious that he had run out of gas.
Kirikage Chizō lowered his head and glanced at the extremely tiny blood hole on his chest, laughed miserably and said, "It is not unfair to lose at your hands."
After hearing this, Murong Fu didn't have the nerve to continue mocking him. His thoughts changed and he asked with a little doubt, "You obviously have a valuable treasure, why don't you use it?"
He obviously hasn't forgotten that the other party is carrying the artifact of Japan's country.
Kirikage Chizo shook his head in disbelief, "After using that secret method, even if I win this battle, I won't have much time left to live. Maybe... dying in your hands would be a good choice."
Murong Fu understood the first half of this sentence. The secret methods to stimulate potential all have extremely serious sequelae. Generally speaking, the more potential is stimulated, the more serious the sequelae. Wuying Qianzang had been injured repeatedly before, and he Murong Fu
Fu is making continuous efforts, one is declining and the other is increasing. It should be a crushing game, but tonight the two of them fought back and forth. It is conceivable that Kirikage Chizo has a lot of potential, even if he is naturally
Even human beings cannot bear the serious consequences if they are reborn.
However, Murong Fu did not realize the meaning of the second half of the sentence for a moment, and frowned slightly, "What do you mean?"
A strange smile appeared on Kirikage Chizo's face, "Don't forget what you promised me. If she wants to go back one day, you must escort her back. I have fulfilled my promise, and I hope you can do the same."
Murong Fu's face froze, and he felt like he had been "fooled", as if he was the loser.
Wuying Qianzang smiled even more when he saw this, but his face was pale and his appearance was haggard, which made him look a bit unsightly. Finally, he took a deep look at Murong Fu and said hesitantly, "I still have something to ask of you.
I don’t know…”
"Are you kicking your nose and getting into your face?" Murong Fu became increasingly unhappy, but he still said, "Tell me about it."
Kirikage Chizo then said, "Over the years, I have traveled around the world and competed with masters from all over the world. I have occasionally gained something, and combined it with what I have learned throughout my life, compiled it into a book. If possible, I hope you can bring it back to Japan."
, leave it to my family."
"Oh?" Murong Fu couldn't help but move slightly when he heard this. Needless to say, the lifelong learning and martial arts experience of a master of the Transformation Realm are precious. What's more important is that this is a master of the Transformation Realm from Japan.
Then his experience must involve many mysteries of Japanese martial arts. Isn't he afraid that he will develop a method to crack it and spread it widely, which will affect the entire Japanese martial arts in the future?
Kirikage Chizo seemed to understand his thoughts and smiled calmly, "The martial arts in the world may have different origins, but their principles lead to the same goal through different paths. No one can always restrain the other. Some just wax and wane.
It’s just that each one is leading the way, and most of Japan’s martial arts methods come from China. If you study carefully, it is not difficult to crack them. If my secret book is spread, it will not change anything."
Although this was true, there was one thing he didn't say. Most of the core mysteries of the martial arts developed in Japan were in the hands of the Genji clan, which could not be easily understood by outsiders. Even he, a master of the transformation realm, didn't know much about it, let alone
It would not be written into the secret book, so even if Murong Fu obtained his secret book and spread it widely, the impact on the Japanese martial arts would be very limited.
Murong Fu chewed the words "One thing grows and another fades away, each takes his own lead." He felt that it had a profound meaning and coincided with the true meaning of martial arts. He glanced at the dying old man in front of him and couldn't help but feel a little more respectful, but he still asked.
, "The secret book is with you?"
Kirikage Chizo heard the words and the muscles on his face twitched slightly, "Of course he's not here."
"Okay," Murong Fu rolled his eyes and nodded slowly, "I promise you, if I really go to Japan one day, I can take things to your family."
"Thanks."
Kirikage Chizō solemnly thanked him, and then revealed the place where he hid the things. Then he closed his eyes and died on the spot.
Murong Fu was not surprised by this. The other party's heart had already been cut off when the silver needle bounced back. The reason why it could still beep for a long time was entirely supported by a strong obsession. It could be regarded as a return to the past.
Murong Fu let out a long breath and stood quietly for a while. It wasn't until Wuying Qianzang's body began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye that he stepped forward and started groping around the body.
He was always a little confused in his heart, was this person actually carrying the divine weapon that would protect the country?
But to his disappointment, after searching all over his body, he only found a bunch of strange hidden weapons and two daggers. Nothing else was found. The daggers were just made of ordinary fine iron and broke as soon as they were bent. They didn't look like artifacts at all.
"Is it really true, as he said, that Yagyu Sogan was just talking nonsense, and that the so-called divine weapon to protect the country is purely fictitious? Or is it that the divine weapon is not on him, but is hidden elsewhere? Then he really didn't use any help in his previous escapes.
External force?" A series of questions came to mind, and Murong Fu was puzzled.
His intuition told him that Yagyu Sogan was not lying. The artifact should exist. If Chizou Kirigage really carried the artifact, he would definitely not use it when facing death. Then...
Turning his eyes, Murong Fu looked at Princess Asuka who was sleeping peacefully in the distance. He was afraid that only this princess with mysterious origins could solve all the doubts in his heart.
Thinking of this, he was about to make a move when suddenly, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps. His mind was racing, his eyes flickered for a few times, and he stamped his feet suddenly. Suddenly, the earth shook, and there was a rumble from under his feet.
A deep chasm opened, Kirikage Chizo's body fell straight down, and then the ground quickly closed.
All this happened in the blink of an eye. The ground had just returned to calm when several figures filed in, but it was Mei Lan Zhu Ju, Mu Sang Lao Dao and other members of the Golden Snake Camp who took advantage of the energy around them to disperse and ran in.
"Master!"
"Lord!"
"Mr. Murong, what happened? That was... Chengzhi!"
"Brother Yuan!"
"King Yuan..."
When several people saw Murong Fu, they rushed to speak. Suddenly, the people from the Golden Snake Camp noticed Yuan Chengzhi lying on the ground. Their expressions immediately changed and they hurried over.
"Lord, what happened? Are you okay?"
The Four Swordsmen of Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum stepped forward, first looked Murong Fu up and down, and then breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that he was intact, and asked with concern.
"I'm fine." Murong Fu shook his head, then sighed softly, "It's just Brother Yuan..."
Before he finished speaking, someone suddenly burst into tears from the Golden Snake Camp, "Brother Yuan, wake up, don't scare me, wake up quickly..."
The women were stunned for a moment, turned their heads and looked around, vaguely realizing something.
Murong Fu didn't explain any more. He pushed out a finger force from a distance and unblocked Wen Qingqing's acupuncture points. Then he motioned to the four girls to take Asuka and left the Qingzhu Gang camp.
His thoughts are a little confused now. The Tokugawa family's army may be on the way, and Wu Sangui's army may attack at any time. At such a critical juncture, Yuan Chengzhi died, which means that all his previous calculations have failed.
He wants to go back and think about it carefully.
That night, after returning to the courtyard, Murong Fu immediately ordered the Blood Shadow Palace to be on full alert and be ready to evacuate at any time. When he thought about it, Yuan Chengzhi's death would definitely cause an uproar and chaos would inevitably break out in Lanling Mountain. At this time, there was no need to be careful.
Blunder.
But to his surprise, the Golden Snake Camp was surprisingly calm, and the turmoil he imagined did not come.
At dawn the next day, Murong Fu came out of the room with a frown on his face. Apparently, he had not thought of any good way to save the situation.
He summoned Mei Jian and inquired about the situation of the Golden Snake Camp, but the result he got greatly surprised him, "What? You mean the Golden Snake Camp is very peaceful?"
Mei Jian nodded, "Yes, all the camps are very calm. Although the atmosphere is a bit weird, there is no trouble at all."
"It's a strange thing. The tree fell, but the hozens didn't scatter?" Murong Fu said in surprise.
Mei Jian pondered for a moment and explained, "According to what I observed last night, the old Taoist Musang should have made preparations in advance. He seems to have known about Yuan Chengzhi's death for a long time."
"This is possible," Murong Fu nodded first, then shook his head, "But in such a short period of time, no matter how well prepared he was, how could there be no movement at all? By the way, has the news of Yuan Chengzhi's death spread?
"
Mei Jian shook his head and said a little uncertainly, "Probably not. This morning, I asked Ju Jian to go out to find out the news, but I haven't heard anyone mention this matter."
"That's it." Murong Fu suddenly realized, "Blocking the news of the death and keeping the funeral secret is one way, but it is not enough. The most important thing is the army. Once the news spreads to the army, morale will be the second best, and it is very likely to trigger a mutiny.
, even dispersed in a hurry."
Mei Jian frowned slightly, "But with so many people and so many mouths in Lanling Mountain, how can it be possible to block it? Even if Lanling Mountain is blocked, it will not be easy for the army. They have to leave Lanling Mountain every day.
Transporting supplies."
Murong Fu naturally knew this, but at this point, what better way could he think of? He could only delay for one more day.
I have to say that he quite admired Mu Sang Lao Dao's reaction speed. He acted so quickly and blocked the news of Yuan Chengzhi's death. However, this method only treats the symptoms but not the root cause. Paper cannot keep the fire, and the news will leak out sooner or later.
If we can't come up with a better solution before then, the Golden Snake Camp will still be disbanded.
After thinking for a moment, Murong Fu ordered Mei Jian, "In this case, you ask Lan Jian and Zhu Jian to lead a few disciples separately to monitor the main entrance and exit of Lanling Mountain secretly, and make sure not a trace of news leaks out."
"But Lord..." Mei Jian hesitated, "What if the person who assassinated Yuan Chengzhi leaked the news?"
"You don't have to worry about this, that person is already..." Murong Fu said halfway, and couldn't help but think of Yagyu Zongyan. It is said that Yagyu Zongyan didn't know that Yuan Chengzhi was dead, but he couldn't help it. Once the insider spread the news,
, Yagyu Sogan can also spread the news to the army.
Just as he was thinking about it, a burst of noise suddenly came from outside the courtyard, and two Blood Shadow Palace disciples were heard shouting sternly, "Whoever dares to take another step forward will be shot to death!"