The first thousand one hundred and seventy-seven chapters cold reception
Murong Fu himself also cursed secretly that he had gone too far and actually forgot about this, but now that the matter was at this point, it was hard for him to explain anything, otherwise he would really be suspected of having ulterior motives.
Dingyi was originally very worried about whether the Hengshan sect could survive this catastrophe. She didn't want Murong Fu to show up out of the blue and said that he would repay his kindness. She, who had always been upright and upright, couldn't help but think about it. If she could pull Murong Fu into the Hengshan camp
, wouldn’t it be of great help?
Unexpectedly, Dingjing said, "I see, but Young Master Murong's words are a bit harsh. You have already saved the Hengshan Sect, and it is your duty to save the Hengshan Sect because of your feelings and Li Yilin. It is considered a reconciliation. Young Master does not need to worry about it."
In the heart.”
As soon as these words came out, everyone was a little surprised, and it was not difficult to hear the alienation in Master Dingjing's words.
Murong Fu knew his own affairs well, and the old nun clearly wanted to distance herself from him because of Yi Lin's matter. She was quite speechless, so she could only say, "I see you all want to go to the top of Songshan Mountain, and I will go too,
How about we go up the mountain together?"
"Oh? Young Master Murong also wants to participate in the Five Mountains Sword Sect's alliance conference?" Dingyi asked in confusion.
Murong Fu nodded, "I have heard for a long time that the Wuyue Sword Sect Alliance Conference is very lively. Now that we have met, I naturally want to join in the fun. Maybe the murderer who plotted against me is also there, so I can end it together."
Dingyi did not doubt that he was there, but Dingjing saw some clues, glanced at Yilin suspiciously, and said lightly, "Since the young master wants to go up the mountain and we are both guests, I, the Hengshan sect, can't say anything. Young Master, please invite me first."
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Murong Fu looked slightly suffocated. He didn't expect that this old nun, who he thought was broad-minded last night, would put small shoes on him again and again. She clearly saw his intention and drove him out without any appreciation. It was really unreasonable.
Little did he know that even though Dingjing was broad-minded, it was only for her disciples. She was so protective of the calf that she didn't get angry on the spot. She already cared about his kindness in saving the Hengshan sect. Otherwise, how could there be such an easy talker?
His disciple was defiled, yet he could talk to him so shamelessly.
"Uncle..." Yi Lin called out weakly, but stopped talking.
Dingjing pretended not to hear and looked at Murong Fu.
Murong Fu shrugged helplessly, "In that case, I will say goodbye to you this time."
He would not put his hot face on someone's cold buttocks, so he thought to himself, he would just wait until Hengshan was in trouble and rescue the little nun.
Murong Fu didn't hesitate. After saying a word, he walked away. His figure flashed and disappeared into the mountains. The Songshan disciples could only watch helplessly, not even daring to say a word to stop him.
Dingyi felt a little disappointed, but it was hard for her to refute Dingjing's decision.
Dingjing glanced at everyone and said, "Let's go."
After Murong Fu threw away everyone in Hengshan, he rushed directly to the top of Songshan Mountain. Previously, he was secretly following the Hengshan sect, but now he had no interest at all.
Songshan Mountain has been the place where emperors enshrined Zen since ancient times. There are often sayings of "enshrining Taishan Mountain" and "enshrining Songshan Mountain", which means expressing messages to heaven and praying for prosperity, etc. It is a national event, but now the Central Plains has fallen into the hands of the Jin Kingdom.
This grand event disappeared. There are rumors that the Emperor of the Jin Dynasty also thought of conferring Zen on Songshan Mountain, but later the Han and Jin people became violent and the proposal was dropped.
The top of Songshan Mountain was called "Eji" in ancient times. There was originally a prosperous Buddhist temple called Junji Zen Temple, but it somehow fell into the hands of the Songshan Sect a hundred years ago and became one of the residences of the Songshan Sect. Don't look at it.
The Songshan Sect is very close to the Shaolin Temple and is said to be "separated by a mountain". In fact, it has nothing to do with Buddhism, and its martial arts is also close to Taoism.
At this time, Junji Chanyuan became a residence for various sects. Murong Fu entered the Chanyuan and suddenly heard the roar of people. He couldn't help being surprised. He originally thought that this alliance meeting was just a small fight. The entire Five Mountains Sword Sect
It's nothing compared to the whole world. I didn't expect it to be so lively.
Murong Fu stood at the door of the monastery, his eyes slowly scanning the people in the courtyard. There were disciples of the Huashan, Hengshan, Songshan, and Taishan sects. These four sects accounted for the majority. In addition, there were many others that he could not name.
There are no less than three thousand people from famous small sects or scattered people in the world.
Suddenly Murong Fu's mind became active. After receiving a cold reception from the Hengshan sect, he had given up the idea of getting involved and came to see the fun. But now if he could really integrate these sects, he would be able to get it immediately.
A force that is not weak.
You must know that these people are only elite disciples of each sect. If you include the ordinary disciples of each sect, they will not be inferior to Quanzhen, Emei, or even Wudang. Of course, they may also need to be matched with a few top masters.
Otherwise, the foundation will definitely not be comparable to those of the super big factions.
It's normal to think about it. Every sect in the Five Mountains Sword Sect has a certain background. If nothing else, the Huashan Sect has developed so far without internal fighting. It will definitely not be as good as Shaolin and Wudang, but compared to the Quanzhen Sect and its decline.
Emei is not weak at all, and with the sword god Feng Qingyang sitting in charge, I am afraid it will be even stronger.
"No wonder Zuo Lengchan and Yue Buqun wanted to merge the Five Sacred Sword Sects, and even took advantage of the emergency situation in Xiangyang City to promote this alliance conference. This is a good opportunity to become a super sect!" Murong Fu secretly thought in his heart.
I thought, while my mind was spinning, and I began to think about how to harvest the fruits of the Alliance Conference.
In my memory, the fruit of this alliance conference was picked by Yue Buqun. The process was quite disgraceful, but the merger of the five factions was indeed achieved. Now that Xiangyang City is in a hurry, the merger of the Five Sacred Sword Sects will only go smoother. The only problem is
Only those who belong to the Five Mountains Sword Sect are qualified to compete for the throne of alliance leader, otherwise no matter how high their martial arts skills are, it will be useless.
"How about supporting Yilin to rise to power?" Murong Fu thought for a moment and had such an idea, but he quickly shook his head. With Yilin's temperament, even the Hengshan Sect could not handle it, let alone the Five Mountains Sword Sect.
While he was thinking about it, two Songshan sect disciples came forward, cupped their fists and saluted, "May I ask what sect this dear friend is from, and has he received an invitation from the left leader?"
At this time, there was a lot of noise in the courtyard. Disciples from various sects were exchanging martial arts or chatting about the mountains. There were many noisy people. Few people noticed that there was an extra person at the door.
Murong Fu glanced around and said calmly, "Why, I can't attend the alliance meeting without receiving Zuo Lengchan's invitation?"
As he spoke, a wisp of momentum was released. The Songshan disciples felt as if they were bearing down on the top of Mount Tai, and could hardly breathe. This feeling only lasted for a moment. The two of them were horrified, and they hurriedly bowed and said, "No, no, no, it doesn't matter any sect.
If you are not a member of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, you will be treated as a guest and please leave your name so that I can prepare a seat for you."
Murong Fu didn't mean to embarrass these two people, "Haha, don't bother, I will just find a place to look around and won't disturb you."
He had already made up his mind to harvest the fruits of the Five Mountains Alliance, and naturally he did not want to arouse others' ideas in advance, especially Yue Buqun and Zuo Lengchan. In other words, he would pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger.
But sometimes we are just afraid of what will happen. Before the Songshan disciple opened his mouth, a sudden exclamation came, "Mr. Murong, why are you here too?"
Turning around, he saw a woman in a red dress with a pretty face and graceful figure. She was clearly Yue Lingshan, whom she had met several times before.
This exclamation was extraordinary and instantly attracted everyone's attention.
"I heard someone call Mr. Murong, could it be him?"
"Shh, don't talk nonsense. It is said that Mr. Murong kills people without batting an eyelid. If you don't like it, he will kill you just by moving his little finger. There is no way to take revenge."
"Aren't you afraid that people will kill you if you say bad things about others?"
"I don't think so. Although this young master is handsome enough, he is alone. It is said that Mr. Murong has a lot of women, so it is impossible to lack beauties around him."
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Everyone was whispering, and although their voices were small, they reached Murong Fu's ears word for word. He smiled bitterly in his heart. He didn't expect that his reputation was not as good as he thought, and he even committed murder without batting an eyelid.
In this era, the news about the death of Emperor Zhao Gou of the Song Dynasty and the turmoil in Lin'an City did not spread due to the blockade of Prince Yuan Yi. However, the incident of Murong Fu waving his hands to kill people at the turtle killing meeting was exaggerated.
, spread all over the country, there are various versions, and there are even rumors that Murong Fu has taken refuge with the traitor Wu Sangui, so that his reputation has plummeted and he has received a lot of infamy.
Murong Fu didn't know these things at this time, so he didn't care about anything. Instead, he looked at Yue Lingshan twice. His expression suddenly darkened at this glance. He then noticed that Yue Lingshan had a bun on her head. She was a young woman.
Dressed up, although her face is still as lively and smart as before, she is a little more mature and has a hint of charm.
"Yue Lingshan is married?" Such a thought flashed through Murong Fu's mind, and for some reason, his mood suddenly sank to the bottom, as if the prey he had set his sights on had been snatched away.
He turned around and glanced around, and saw several people standing next to Yue Lingshan. They were all young disciples of the Huashan sect. One of them was also dressed in red, with a handsome face and a slight shadow between his eyebrows. It was Lin Pingzhi. Apparently he had already
According to the original trajectory, he married Yue Lingshan.
Yue Lingshan looked at Murong Fu carefully and asked with some uncertainty, "Mr. Murong, is it really you?"
There was a little doubt in his tone, a little shyness, and even a hint of surprise.
Murong Fu frowned and then relaxed. What could he say now that the matter had come to this? Should he kill Lin Pingzhi to vent his anger? Even if he wanted to do it, he couldn't do it in public. He immediately stepped forward slowly and faced Yue Lingshan and Lin
Pingzhi cupped his hands and said, "It turns out that we are two old friends. Looking at the way you are dressed, you are not getting married, right? Then I would like to congratulate you two."
These words sounded sour, and everyone around them suddenly ignited the fire of gossip in their hearts. Who in the world didn't know that Murong Fu was a womanizer? Could it be that he had fallen in love with the young lady of the Huashan sect? Fortunately, he was now in love again
After adding an "evil name", no one dared to discuss anything in public, they just stared at the three of them with strange expressions.
Lin Pingzhi and Yue Lingshan's expressions were both stiff. Yue Lingshan hesitated to speak, and finally lowered her head with a red face. Lin Pingzhi returned to normal after a moment of embarrassment, "Thank you for your kind words, sir. The matter was rushed, and
If there is no time to invite the young master in the future, we will hold a new banquet on another day to make amends to the young master."