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"Ha!" Chen Muyu laughed.

"Why are you laughing?" Yao Shuheng frowned slightly.

Chen Muyu shook his head, "Senior, do you think I am such a fool?"

"What do you mean?" Yao Shuheng's face became a little serious.

Chen Muyu said, "The Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique is a secret that is not passed down to the Chen family. If I write it down silently, the seniors will not be able to fully understand its contents. Doesn't that mean I gave this sword technique away?"

At this time, Chen Muyu somewhat understood. This old man called him here alone. Are you trying to deceive yourself about your swordsmanship?

"Oh, in your eyes, is my Yao family so unworthy?" Yao Shuheng was displeased, but he still suppressed his anger, "Young man, I told you, my Yao family also has a copy of the Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique Secret Book, let me You just wrote it to confirm your identity."

"That's simple. Senior, take out the secret book of swordsmanship that your family keeps and let me read it first. I won't read all of it, but only half of it, and then write down the other half silently. In this way, you trust me and I will trust you, right?" Chen Muyu said.

Yao Shuheng's face twitched slightly, "It's ridiculous, so you are not a descendant of the Chen family, wouldn't it mean that you deceived half of your sword skills?"

"Senior, if you say that, there's nothing you can do about it. It's impossible for me to write down sword skills silently!" Chen Muyu shook his head.

Yao Shuheng took a deep breath, "That won't prove your identity. With just a bracelet, we can't possibly hand over the Chen family's treasure to you!"

"Senior, it's boring to talk like this. At first, I thought your Yao family was quite sincere, but now I feel like you are deliberately making things difficult. Senior, actually you don't have to give it to me, so I'll just go up and get it myself."

"Ah, young man!"

Yao Shuheng shook his head, "You underestimate my Yao family too much. Each floor of this Treasure Pavilion has restrictions left by our ancestors. If you want to force your way in, unless you have the Nascent Soul Realm, you can try it. !”

The words were somewhat contemptuous.

This Yao family protection was built by the ancestors of the Yao family. Who was the ancestor of the Yao family? He was the prime minister in black, Yao Guangxiao, a super fierce man in the early Ming Dynasty. The restriction he left behind could not be accessed by just anyone. ?

"It's okay. If forcing my way in doesn't work, then why don't you just take me up there?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Yao Shuheng stroked his beard and smiled, "You can't prove your identity, how can I take you up there?"

"Also, do you know what will happen if you pretend to be a treasure hunter and come to my Yao family to defraud the treasure?"

Chen Muyu shook his head when he heard this.

"Abolish the cultivation and imprison him for five years. If he is not dead after five years, he will stay in the mountains as a slave. If he does not repent, his hands and feet will be broken, and he will be thrown into the Valley of Hundred Tribulations and left to fend for himself!" Yao Shuheng said lightly.

Chen Muyu touched his forehead, "So cruel!"

"Who made these people have evil intentions? What's not easy to deceive is to deceive us, the Yao family." Yao Shuheng looked at Chen Muyu calmly.

"Fortunately, I'm not a fake!" Chen Muyu patted his chest with a look of joy on his face.

"That's not possible!"

Yao Shuheng shook his head, "You refused to write down the swordsmanship silently, and you refused to show it with the Dragon Slaying Sword. How can you be sure that you are a descendant of the Chen family just by talking about it? Since you can't prove it, then just I would rather waste my life than indulge in it and keep you!"

"I can't give you the swordsmanship, but I can show you the Dragon-Slaying Sword!" Chen Muyu said.

Yao Shuheng's eyes flashed, "If you can take out the Dragon-Slaying Sword, that's fine!"

Without saying a word, Chen Muyu grabbed it in the air with his right hand, choking, and the Dragon-Slaying Sword appeared in his hand.

Under the light of the gemstone, the sword's blade glowed slightly red, as if it was dripping blood. Wherever the sword light passed, it seemed as if thousands of dragons were roaring, and there was a desolation.

Yao Shuheng had already arrived in front of Chen Muyu, looking intently at the sword in Chen Muyu's hand, unable to look away.

"What a sword! It's really a good sword!"

Yao Shuheng was full of praise, stretched out his hand to take the sword from Chen Muyu's hand, touched and looked at it, and almost put it in his mouth to take a few bites.

"Little brother, please wait here for a while. I need to verify the authenticity of this sword!"

After a while, Yao Shuheng came to his senses, left a few words, and went up to the second floor with his sword in hand.

Chen Muyu didn't panic and waited where he was.

This old man was either trying to cheat on his sword skills or cheating on his sword. Since he dared to give him the sword, he wasn't afraid that he wouldn't return it.

It's a good idea not to pay it back, giving myself a reason to do it calmly.

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Yao Shuheng didn't know what he was doing on the second floor. It took almost an hour before he came down again with his sword in hand.

Holding the sword in both hands, he handed it back to Chen Muyu, "Yes, judging from the shape of the sword, it is indeed a dragon-slaying sword. Little brother, put the sword away!"

Chen Muyu took the sword and took a look, but the expression on his face became a little strange.

"Can you confirm my identity now?"

"It's basically certain!" Yao Shuheng nodded, "Little brother, you can go back first. After I discuss it with the elders of the clan, I will send you to the Treasure Pavilion on a certain day to get your Chen family's treasure!"

Chen Muyu sat there, smiling and saying nothing, and had no intention of getting up to say goodbye.

"Little brother, are you dissatisfied with anything?" Yao Shuheng asked.

"Nothing to be dissatisfied with!" Chen Muyu shook his head and gestured with the Dragon Slaying Sword, "I have long heard that the Yao family's imitation skills are top-notch. No matter what magic weapon or spiritual weapon is in the hands of the Yao family, they can imitate it. Come on, today is an eye-opener!"

Yao Shuheng's pupils shrank, and then he said, "Little brother, you are overly praised. They are just rumors in the world, just spreading rumors. Although the Yao family is a weapon refiner, they have been inferior to each other for a long time, and they no longer have the prestige of the past!"

"Senior is so humble. In less than an hour, he was able to imitate a dragon-slaying sword that possesses both form and spirit. This ability is unmatched by ordinary people!"

Chen Muyu smiled and slapped the Dragon-Slaying Sword in his hand on the case in front of Yao Shuheng, "Senior, the Yao family is also well-known. If you want the Dragon-Slaying Sword, just tell me and I can lend it to you for a few days to play with. You don’t want to play tricks like this, do you?”

"What do you mean?"

Yao Shuheng stared at Chen Muyu, his aura quietly growing.

"What do I mean?" Chen Muyu sneered, "Do you really want me to make it clear? Senior's trick of substituting one thing for another is really not very clever!"

"presumptuous!"

Yao Shuheng snorted coldly, slammed the table and stood up, "Young man, you are too presumptuous!"

"I am acting arrogantly. How can a senior lie to me and act arrogantly with his sword in front of me?"

In terms of momentum, Chen Muyu didn't lose at all. He had long thought that there was something wrong with the old man and he would definitely play tricks. But he didn't let himself down and made a fake sword and replaced his real sword.

Doesn't this just give yourself a reason to get angry? How can you let it go so easily?