"No need for nonsense, write down the incantation for the Lightning Speed Step!"
Fang Chen looked calmly at the wood thief.
At his signal, one of the four skilled followers dropped down a writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone for the thief.
"I never expected that you would be the emperor of the Fangtian Dynasty! I do have the incantation for the Lightning Speed Step, but only half of it. If I had mastered the whole thing, I wouldn't have been captured by you." Dao Mu stared at Fang Chen for a long time, and the shock in his eyes gradually subsided.
He never expected that His Majesty the Emperor of the Fangtian Dynasty would be so skilled in martial arts!
And the martial arts he used today, which can absorb other people's internal energy, is something I've never heard of before.
"With Fang Chen's martial arts skills being so high and his numerous sharp firearms, it will be very difficult for the major sects to keep their martial arts manuals safe." Dao Mu looked at Fang Chen, his mind filled with many thoughts.
"Half?"
Fang Chen frowned. "Where is the other half?"
"My master has already gone on a journey across the world."
Daomu sighed and continued, "My master said that my strength is not enough, and if I force myself to cultivate the second half, my body will not be able to withstand the powerful tearing force and will collapse."
"Write down the first half of the formula from memory first, then we'll discuss how to get the second half!" Fang Chen said after thinking for a moment.
He absolutely had to get his hands on that Lightning Speed Step; it was a movement technique that allowed him to teleport at lightning speed.
For the sake of the second half, the dog who stole the wood will be spared for now.
"good!"
Upon hearing this, the wood thief breathed a sigh of relief. With the second half of the piece, he could at least temporarily save his life.
Within minutes, Daomu had written down the first part of the incantation for the Lightning Speed Step and handed it to Fang Chen.
"I wonder how much of it is true?"
Fang Chen looked at the incantation in his hand and put it into his pocket.
"We'll use Yuri, Gold, Silver, and Iron later to test each other out!"
Thinking of this, Fang Chen said to the four experts beside him, "Take him away!"
He suspected that the wood thief was concealing the second half in order to delay the process.
Upon hearing this, one of the four masters stepped forward, grabbed the wood thief's arm, and prepared to drag him away.
Seeing this, the wood thief's eyes darted around. "Your Majesty... wait! I have some useful information for you!"
"oh?"
Fang Chen was taken aback upon hearing this, and waved his hand to stop the expert, signaling for Dao Mu to speak.
"Your Majesty, are you familiar with any hidden sects in the world?"
"Stealing Wood," he said, his eyes gleaming.
He had a bold guess in his mind: Fang Chen probably didn't know that there was a hidden sect in the world.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so arrogant as to want to collect all the martial arts techniques in the world.
"speak!"
Fang Chen was taken aback upon hearing this. He turned around and sat down on the gilded dragon chair in the study, looking at the wood thief with a calm expression.
Fang Chen had some doubts about whether he had unified the world of Romance of the Three Kingdoms.
Since this world also incorporates the world of Qin's Moon.
So why didn't those top experts appear to stop the unification of the three worlds?
You know, the martial arts skills of those masters in Qin's Moon are all incredibly powerful.
"Your Majesty, could you please give me some water to moisten my throat?"
Dao Mu rolled his eyes, looked at Fang Chen's teacup on the desk in the Imperial Study, and said with a grin.
"You only have this one chance. If you don't speak now, you might as well take it to your grave!"
Fang Chen flicked his sleeve and said coldly.
"Okay, okay, I'll talk... I'll talk..."
Thief Wood swallowed hard. "Very little is known about the origins of the Hidden Sect..."
"No wonder, when I established my dynasty, no top experts came to stop me!"
As the story of the wood thief slowly unfolded, Fang Chen suddenly understood.
turn out to be.
About five hundred years ago, when the gate on the sacred mountain opened, some peerless masters with extraordinary strength stepped through it and never returned.
Legend has it that this gate is the path to a higher realm of Taoism.
Masters from various schools, including the Guigu School, the Mohist School, the Agricultural School, the Yin-Yang School, and the Quicksand School, have all fled. Forced by the Net of Law, they eventually either went into hiding in the city or in the mountains and marshes, rarely interacting with the world.
For hundreds of years, few masters from various schools have descended the mountain.
Many of the great generals and strategists of our time are merely disciples of those hidden sects.