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The carriage stopped at the bottom of Pinxian's building, the two servants lifted the curtain, Wu Ming said "um", got off the carriage, tidied up his clothes, and looked like he was going to the banquet.

"You guys go back first, you don't have to wait for me." He waved casually at the two of them.

"This ......" The servant who called Li Xun was a little hesitant about this order, and Wang Siguo on the side hurriedly answered yes, pulled Li Xun, and then the two turned their horses around and returned the same way.

On the way back, Li Xun looked puzzled and asked Wang Siguo: "There are regulations in the house, when the young master goes out, he must be accompanied by at least one servant or guard, just now the fourth young master obviously violated the rules, why did you still hold me and not let me say it?" ”

Wang Siguo sneered when he heard this: "The fourth young master is famous, and he is used to being a gentleman on weekdays, so choosing such a time to go to the Qinglou Song Workshop must be something that we can't see." I was saving you by pulling you just now, don't make the young master unhappy with your stunned head. ”

Inspector Li sighed: "The fourth young master has a bleak background, lost his mother at a young age, and has developed such a gentlemanly temperament since he was unsupervised, and now he is only fourteen years old, and he is unruly and nostalgic for the land of fireworks. ”

"Hmph, what's the use of persuasion, even if he changes his temperament, he will be a common man in the future, what's the use of being a petty official and a master?" Wang Siguo was not angry. For these domestic servants, the status of the master in the future is related to their future, Wu Ming is the prince of the palace, unable to inherit Wu Yu's title, if he enters the imperial examination in the future, he can still be a master, if he is not promoted, then he will be an idler in the palace for the rest of his life, and he will have the same status as a commoner.

With such a bleak master, the servant will inevitably have resentment.

"Hey, the fourth young master has a low status in the mansion, he should have studied hard to fight for a breath, and now he is almost an adult and is still addicted to wine and playfulness, what a p......ity, a pity, a pity, a pity."

Li Xun sighed in a low voice, and the two of them didn't say more, and hurriedly drove the carriage back home.

However, the two of them would never have thought that after they left, Wu Ming did not go upstairs to do something that "others could not see" as the two expected, but waited downstairs for a while, and then his figure blended into the crowd on the street, and rushed towards the suburbs with the flow of people.

"The two servants of this Wang and Li are not ordinary mortals, fortunately, I used to be famous far and wide, so I can send them away so easily, otherwise it will be really difficult."

While hurrying towards the suburbs, Wu Ming was thinking about what had just happened in his heart, and with his eyesight, he could see at a glance that these two domestic servants were monks, and their cultivation should not be too high, but it was also worth his attention.

"With Mrs. Luo's wrist, there should be more than one eyeliner arranged next to me, I don't know if these two people are also her eyeliner. Looking at the demeanor, the respect for me on Li Xun's face is real, Wang Siguo is a little fine, looking at his face is a wolf, and he is sleek, whether it is Mrs. Luo's eyeliner or not, it is possible to report my whereabouts to Mrs. Luo for the sake of the future, fortunately, I pretended to come to Pinxian Tower first, even if I really reported it to Mrs. Luo, they would not have thought that I was going to the suburbs. ”

In the past, Wu Ming would not have too much scheming, but now Wu Ming has 16 years of experience in ups and downs, and with the wisdom of "Zhuang Wudao", of course, he pursues nothing leakage.

After walking in the crowd for a while before leaving the suburbs, the flow of people began to thin out, Wu Ming immediately stopped hiding his figure, quickened his pace, and walked in one direction for more than a quarter of an hour, entering a small forest in the suburbs, he searched a little inside, and found a huge towering ancient tree that he was familiar with when he was a teenager.

The ancient tree is so high that it can't be seen at the top, and it takes three or four people to hug it, Wu Ming found a sharp stone chip around, walked around the ancient tree a few times, measured the position, and then squatted down, inserted the stone chip into a soft soil next to the ancient tree, and dug up the soil pit at once.

With his current physical strength, it was still difficult to dig a pit with stone tools, so he could only dig and stop, and it took a lot of effort to dig a small arm-deep and basin-sized pit next to the tree after nearly an hour.

Something white looms in the center of the pit.

Wu Ming was overjoyed in his heart, knowing that this was it, he hurriedly reached out and slapped the clod of soil on the thing, and then carefully grabbed a corner of the object, and pulled the whole object out of the soil with a force.

It was a blunt white bone!

The white bone is half a zhang long, there is not a trace of withering and weathering on it, the whole shape is a bit like a long sword, it should not be artificially created, but a congenital shape like this, even if it has just been taken out of the soil, the bone body is also very well preserved, as if it has just been removed.

Wu Ming took the blunt side of the white bone, lifted the white bone, held it high above his head, and swung it down at a piece of bluestone beside him, as if a big knife was chopping tofu, and the sound of the collision of hard objects did not make a single sound, and the stone was neatly split into two pieces, and the cutting surface was as smooth as a mirror.

"In ancient times, there was a famous sword that sharpened iron like clay, and now there are white bones and stones like chopping pulp, which is really fast."

Wu Ming laughed when he saw this.

This white bone is not ordinary, he happened to get it when he was young, and when he saw its hardness, he took it and placed it at home as a collection, until the Wu family was destroyed, and he didn't know what the use was. Later, he fled to the state of Chu, the road was bumpy, and he also took the white bones as a long staff to hurry, which was simply a tyrannical thing.

It wasn't until the establishment of the Heavenly Providence Sect that he became famous as "Zhuang Wudao", and once he occasionally took it out to take a closer look, he found the magic of the white bones, which can be described as incredible. It's just that he found out too late, he was already in his early thirties at that time, and before he could use the white bones for long, the Heavenly Providence Sect was destroyed, and he also died at the foot of Qimeng Mountain.

And now, he is only thirteen years old, one year earlier than he got the white bones in his previous life, and even more seventeen years earlier than when he really understood the value of the white bones!

Pressing down the restlessness in his heart deeply, Wu Ming took a deep breath, spread out his left hand, and gently swiped the palm with the sharp point of white bone, and suddenly an inch-long wound appeared in his palm, and blood gushed out, stained with the blade of white bone. Wu Ming's face remained unchanged, as if such a big wound was not on his body, but he quietly watched the blood spread on the white bones, as if he was looking at a work of art.

Not long after the white bone was soaked in blood, the bone body quickly shrunk, reaching the length of a finger, and then turned into a ray of white light, stabbing into Wu Ming's brain.

Suddenly, Wu Ming only felt his spirit perk, and a wonderful black space appeared in his mind, and the white bones stood in the very center of the space, motionless. But the wonderful thing is that Wu Ming has a feeling that as long as he stretches out his hand, the white bones will return to his hands.

"Come out." He snorted softly, and sure enough, the space in his mind was dark and empty, and at the same time, white bones appeared in his palm. The white bones seemed to have spirituality, and the blunt side that appeared on his palm seemed to be intended to facilitate his wielding.

"Get in." As soon as his mind moved, the white bones in his hands disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, the image of the white bones resurfaced in the space in his mind.

"It is rumored that the Taoist has a spiritual weapon, and the great monk can get it, and he can seal the treasure into the spiritual sea in his body, and use it freely, but I didn't expect that I, a mortal, can actually experience this kind of storage method, this white bone is really magically tight."

Wu Ming grinned lightly, and his heart was full of joy. You must know that this white bone is not only useful for this, its real effect lies in the fact that it exists in the soul of the human god and can contain sword intent!

What is Sword Intent?

Thousands of years ago, the ancient sword cultivated the soul sword, just by virtue of the sword will in the soul, you can travel the world, kill all the ghosts and ghosts in the world, all evil is not close, it is for the sword intent!

Nowadays, Taoism pays attention to cultivating qi and forming pills, rejecting souls as evil demons, and most of the sword cultivators only have some sword moves or sword qi tricks, and most of them do not contain sword intent. Only a kendo genius who is born with mastery and can appreciate the sword heart, and the fusion of kendo and soul can cultivate sword intent.

To put it simply, sword intent is something exclusive to genius-level sword cultivation, such as Ye Feng, the sword heavenly monarch, who has been intoxicated with kendo all his life, and his talent is incomparable, so he has cultivated Qingxia sword intent. As soon as the sword trick came out, the sword intent blessed it, and the power increased more than tenfold.

But how difficult is the cultivation of sword intent, Ye Feng has been immersed in sword dao for half his life, and the sword intent has only entered the hall, and he has spied into the realm of the grandmaster, and he can barely be called the sword sect.

Ye Feng was stunned and fainted when he saw that the sword intent in Wu Ming's body was the realm of a grandmaster. At that time, it was only two years since Wu Ming discovered the secret of the white bones.

In other words, in two years, Wu Ming, an ordinary mortal, relied on his white bones to forcibly raise the sword intent of the Grandmaster that Ye Feng could only look at at the Sword Heavenly Monarch! What a terrifying fact this was, Wu Ming was sure that if those sword cultivators of the Dao Sect knew that such a thing existed in the world, they would all come from thousands of miles away and kill him and snatch the white bones.

The secret of the bones must not be told to anyone, otherwise it will be doomed.

In his previous life, Wu Ming was well aware of this, and did not tell anyone about the existence of the white bones, even the closest people in the Heavenly Providence Sect kept silent, and only in the end he was forced to commit suicide with the sword intent in the white bones, so that Ye Feng found some clues.

"I don't know what kind of realm I can reach in this life with the sword intent that has been cultivated by this white bone for more than ten years?"

Wu Ming smiled, but then his expression was a little gloomy. No matter how high his sword intent realm is, after all, he is just a mortal who can't cultivate, even if his sword intent reaches the legendary sword god realm, what's the use? A Heavenly Monarch master like Ye Feng, if he wants to kill him, it's still a matter of a sword.

"I still have to find a way to practice, I gave up too early in my previous life, since there is such an incredible artifact as white bones in the world, there must be a way for me to practice, I don't believe that I Wu Ming has been a mortal all his life!"

Firming up the idea of cultivating in this life, Wu Ming felt a surge of blood in his heart, which was a very rare situation in terms of his previous calmness, but he did not forcibly suppress this emotion, but silently realized it in his heart.

People should have blood.

In the past, he experienced the tragedy of annihilation, although he still knew how to forbear, but he could only make suggestions and form forces in secret, and he could never stand on the stage. When you go out of the mountain to be a strategist under King Jing's account, you have to change your name to cover people's eyes and ears. All the layouts are secretly planned, and they are sneak up behind the scenes.

If you can do it all over again in this life, why not get back in blood?

He has the capital of blood, as long as he finds a suitable method of cultivation, cultivates sword intent with white bones, and adds his understanding, his cultivation achievements will definitely not be inferior to those geniuses of the same age.

The way to stop the Wu family from destroying in this life, he only thought of this one.

Since the behemoth of the Southern Heaven Dynasty can't be moved from the back, then from the front, at least it must be turned upside down, so as to live a lifetime.

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