There was silence in the field, and suddenly a weak voice sounded, "Murong...Brother, can you let me go?"
The voice was originally very small, but everyone had inner strength and could easily hear it completely.
When Murong Fu rescued someone, if she was a woman, he would pull her into his arms. This had almost become a habit. Even in front of thousands of pairs of eyes, he still went his own way. At this time, Yilin fell into his arms and still
Being held tightly by him.
Monk Bujie talked nonsense, and when he raised his head to look at Yilin, his face immediately darkened, and he shouted, "Let go of my daughter...that girl!"
As he spoke, his footsteps were running wildly, bang bang bang, every step he took was like a huge stone falling to the ground, as if the Fengchan platform was shaking, and the aura on his body became stronger and stronger. When he approached Murong Fu, it was already like a mountain, pressing down on him.
It makes people's breathing suffocate.
Taoist Priest Chongxu and Master Xuancheng glanced at the visitor in surprise. They didn't expect that this slovenly monk actually had such inner strength. Moreover, his steps were also quite mysterious, and his momentum was concentrated and undissipated when he moved.
If it is stored but not released, it will make people timid even before taking action.
Murong Fu smiled slightly, raised his hand and pointed lightly, and there was a soft pop sound, as if some bubble had been popped. Monk Bujie's aura evaporated violently, and in an instant he was no different from ordinary people.
Following the flick of his sleeves and robes, Monk Bujie flew out immediately. Taking into account Yilin's relationship, Murong Fu did not make any harsh move, but said lightly, "In urgent matters, master, don't be nervous."
This kind of kung fu is very mysterious in the eyes of others, but in his eyes it is nothing more than that. Of course, it is not the reason why his kung fu is much better than others, but because this kind of kung fu is extremely rare in the Central Plains and belongs to the esoteric lineage of the Western Regions.
Superior martial arts.
When Murong Fu fought against Pasiba several times, he had suffered great losses in this kind of martial arts. However, a monk who was not disciplined would naturally not be able to compare with Pasiba. If Pasiba were to use it instead, even Murong Fu would not dare to do so now.
Pretend like this.
Taoist Priest Chongxu, Master Xuancheng and others could not help but show admiration. Although they could see that the monk Bujie had only empty aura and power but was not at his peak, it was not easy for them to deal with him. They would never be able to do what Murong Fu did.
Such an understatement.
Yilin was extremely embarrassed, but when she saw that the monk Bujie was thrown away, she couldn't help but panic, "Brother Murong, don't hurt him, he is...is..."
After speaking, there was no sound, and the body began to struggle slightly.
At this moment, two figures rushed over quickly and stood in front of Murong Fu in an instant. They were Dingyi and Dingjing.
The two of them first looked at Murong Fu gratefully, and then Dingyi said, "Master Murong, please let go of Yi Lin."
In front of the elders of his disciples, Murong Fu didn't want to go too far. He let go of Yi Lin and said with a frown, "Yilin, please tell me carefully everything you have experienced before."
Dingjing also asked, "Yilin, how could you become possessed?"
Monk Bujie ran over angrily. Hearing this, he didn't bother to trouble Murong Fu. He just looked at Yilin with a worried look.
Yilin calmed herself down and said with a slight confusion, "I don't know what happened. Just now when I was fighting against Senior Brother Lin, my inner energy suddenly surged and I lost control. At first, I could barely maintain my consciousness.
Behind me, I felt like I was in a chaotic darkness, and I couldn't find my way back, until I heard Murong...Mrong Master's voice."
Dingjing and Dingyi looked at each other, both confused. Fortunately, Yilin was fine. They didn't care about the position of head of the Five Sacred Mountains. As long as this disaster was over, they would find ways to break away from the Five Sacred Sect.
If they lose a beloved disciple because of this, they don't know how to explain it to Dingxian.
"Amitabha," Master Xuancheng called out the Buddha's name at this time and said, "Demons arise from the heart, good and evil thoughts. The little girl must have had an encounter that greatly increased her power recently. She was unable to control herself for a while, and even gave birth to inner demons.
.”
"Inner demon?" Dingjing bowed to Master Xuancheng and asked doubtfully, "Master, please tell me, this inner demon has gone crazy? Yilin is kind-hearted and pure as water, how can she breed inner demons for no reason?"
The rest of the people also looked at Master Xuan Cheng quietly. Everyone in the martial arts knew the word "become possessed by fire", but very few of them had seen it with their own eyes. Even those like Dingjing and Dingyi who had been practicing internal energy for decades
No one has ever seen such a weird "obsession". Because people in the martial arts world are extremely afraid of being possessed, they will not forcefully continue to practice as long as they feel uneasy or irritable while practicing.
Master Xuancheng muttered, "This 'inner demon' is slightly different from being obsessed with it. It is more terrifying than ordinary obsessions, and has nothing to do with whether you are kind or not. It is caused by people's 'seven emotions and six desires', and can also be explained as a kind of
Obsession.”
After saying this, everyone was suddenly stunned. Many people immediately cast strange looks at Yilin. They didn't think about what "seven emotions and six desires" meant at all. They only heard the words "emotion" and "desire". Just imagine a twenty-eight
It is normal for a young nun to have sexual feelings.
Dingyi was filled with doubts. She had watched Yilin grow up, and she had a pure heart. How could she be related to the seven emotions and six desires? What the monk said was mysterious, and she didn't know whether it was true or not.
Dingjing, on the other hand, glanced at Murong Fu thoughtfully, convinced of Xuan Cheng's words.
Murong Fu's face was stern, and he vaguely understood what Xuan Cheng meant. To put it simply, it was Yi Lin's sudden increase in skill, coupled with the drastic change of menstruation, which inevitably led to random thoughts, which led to a kind of "obsession". This was not an ordinary woman after she lost her virginity.
Random thoughts, don't forget that Yilin is a nun and the pressure she endures is extraordinary.
Murong Fu understood, and Yi Lin naturally understood too. Her heart was beating fast and her face was covered in red, as if no secret could be hidden in front of Master Xuan Cheng.
"Mr. Murong," Zuo Lengchan said at this time, "Since this nephew has gone crazy, how should the fight just now be calculated?"
Murong Fu's mind was racing, "Well...everyone has seen that if I hadn't stopped him just now, Lin Pingzhi would have been defeated by Master Yilin's sword, but she had a reason for it. If she kept fighting, Master Yilin would have lost her.
The master's life will also be in danger, so I think we should give the two young people a chance to compete again."
"What, we have to compete again?" Monk Bujie was worried about Yilin's health, how could she be put in danger again.
Dingyi and Dingjing have almost the same meaning. The position of the head of the Five Mountains is not even half as good as Yilin's safety. What's more, she has just experienced "being possessed". If it happens again, how can she still be alive?
Murong Fu naturally saw what they were thinking, smiled slightly and said, "Little Master Yilin breaks through the inner demons, which is when she is settling herself and refining her cultivation. Do you really want to give up this great opportunity?"
Lin Pingzhi glanced at Murong Fu with an inexplicable expression. He felt a little uncomfortable. He hadn't noticed it before, but now, he still couldn't tell that Murong Fu was protective of Yi Lin. In fact, even now
No one would say anything if they judged him as Lin Ping's winner, but Murong Fu insisted on calling for another contest.
I have to say that Murong Fu’s words hit the hearts of several people. Let’s not talk about Dingyi and Dingjing. What Monk Bujie has always been most worried about is that Yilin is too kind-hearted and her martial arts is not good.
It is difficult to protect themselves. If their martial arts skills reach a higher level, it will naturally be a dream, but they are still not at ease.
Murong Fu continued, "Don't worry, no matter who of the two fighting is in danger, I will take action. I'm sure you won't count on my strength."
Everyone couldn't help but roll their eyes, and Dingjing and others were also moved by his words. After all, everyone had seen the previous scene.
Taking a deep look at Yilin, Dingjing said, "Yilin, then you will compete with Lin Pingzhi again. If anything goes wrong, immediately abandon your sword and admit defeat. Don't show off your strength. Do you understand?"
Yilin nodded.
After several people stepped down, Murong Fu looked at Zuo Lengchan and said, "Let the two young men compete again. Will the leader of the Zuo Alliance have any objections?"
Zuo Lengchan laughed and said, "Of course not. To be honest, Zuo saw many Wuyue Sect's exquisite moves performed by Master Nephew Lin. It opened his eyes a lot and I still have more to say. It's also a good thing to have more competitions."
Now only the Songshan Sect is left unmatched. Judging from Lin Pingzhi's swordsmanship, even he would not dare to be careless. If he can use up more of this kid's physical strength, he will be happy to see the results.
When everyone heard this, they all agreed, "Let's compete again."
"One more match."
The only ones who have opinions may be the people of the Huashan Sect, but even their own leaders have not spoken, and they dare not say anything.
Murong Fu raised his voice and said, "Since everyone has no objections, I will announce that in a quarter of an hour, Hengshan Sect Yilin and Huashan Sect Lin Pingzhi will compete again to determine the winner."
Then he winked at Yilin and said, "Go ahead, Yilin. I also want to see which of you two has the better swordsmanship."
Yilin didn't know why, so she had to return to the field. In fact, she was still in a daze, and she didn't know why the person in front of her wanted her to compete with Senior Brother Lin again.
"Senior Brother Lin, I'm sorry, I..."
Yilin wanted to explain something, but was interrupted by Lin Pingzhi, "No need to say more, junior sister Yilin be careful, Lin will not hold back this time."
After the two greeted each other, Lin Pingzhi took the lead in launching an offensive, and the dense sword light instantly formed a large circle, surrounding Yi Lin.
Speaking of which, the Hengshan Sword Technique is somewhat similar to the Wudang Mountain Tai Chi Sword. However, in comparison, the Heng Shan Sword Technique's moves are round, the defense is obvious, and the murderous intent is deeply hidden, while the Wudang Tai Chi Sword Technique turns the enemy's offensive into a powerful attack.
To be on the defensive, murderous intent is fierce and ruthless.
Yilin made a circle with her long sword and struck out from bottom to top, immediately tearing open a gap. Just as she was about to pull away and leave the range covered by the opponent's sword move, suddenly a silver light flashed through, and a sword tip was passed through the gap.
, it turned out that Lin Pingzhi had expected it and was already waiting for her there.
Yilin was startled and could only return her sword to defend herself, wrapping herself up airtight.
At this moment, Murong Fu's voice rang in Yilin's ears, "Take a half step back with your left foot, step diagonally with your right foot, and stab straight to the right."