Murong Fu was startled. It turned out that this old man with a white beard was actually Huang Yaoshi, but when he saw his rosy complexion and an arrogant air between his brows, he was indeed a free and uninhibited person.
"Fu'er, why are you here?" Huang Yaoshi couldn't help but glance at Murong Fu, and suddenly a cold light flashed across his eyes, "Did he kidnap you?"
Guo Fu hurriedly got off Murong Fu's back and explained with a red face: "I came with him myself!"
"Fu'er, come here!"
"Oh!" Guo Fu walked up to Huang Yaoshi, who felt his pulse and checked his luck again.
Murong Fu's face darkened, what does this mean?
He turned around and glanced at the people in the hall, what a guy! He has a great background! Jiumozhi, the master of the Tubo Kingdom with a precious look on his face, and several Shaolin Temple monks with long white beards, at first glance, they are eminent monks of the Xuan generation.
There are also Duan Zhengming who became a monk and the monks of Tianlong Temple.
What surprised Murong Fu was that Duan Yanqing and others were also here. However, the four villains just stood respectfully behind a tall and thin man. In addition, there were some people in the hall who had good internal skills but he could not be called
A master of naming.
As for the Qingcheng sect, the Snow Mountain sect and those small sects trying to take advantage, they were directly ignored.
Suddenly Murong Fu's eyes narrowed, and he saw a burly man in his thirties, wearing a gray shabby cloth robe, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose and a wide mouth. His face seemed to have been weathered, but it was quite powerful.
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Such a mighty big man, no one but Xiao Feng can think of him.
Xiao Feng was one of the people that Murong Fu admired most in his previous life. Now that he saw the real person, he was still slightly excited, but at this moment, he should still be called Qiao Feng.
Hey, who is this old monk? Murong Fu looked back and noticed Xuan Cheng standing in the hall.
A'Zhu immediately stepped forward and said, "Sir, this great monk is called Xuan Cheng. He wants to take my cousin back to the Shaolin Temple and imprison her."
Murong Fu was stunned, Xuan Cheng? The Thirteen Absolute Monk who is known as the number one person in Shaolin Temple in two hundred years?
However, when he heard that the monk actually wanted to take Yu Yan to Shaolin for imprisonment, Murong Fu became furious and said, "You bald donkey, I'm afraid you don't know what 'repaying others with their own way' means!"
But he said: "My cousin is as beautiful as a fairy. It's not surprising that the master would like her, but the master wants to take her away but he can't."
"Of course, if Master's mind remains unchanged, he can stay at Murong's house permanently. I will build a secluded Buddhist hall for Master to practice."
Wang Yuyan felt sweet when her cousin praised her as "as beautiful as a fairy", but when she heard him teasing Xuan Cheng with herself, she rolled her eyes at him slightly.
The heroes laughed loudly, Xuan Cheng's face turned dark and angry, and he asked in a deep voice: "Are you Murong Fu, the current head of the Murong family?"
Murong Fu nodded, "Not bad!"
Xuan Cheng's face darkened, "Hand over all the murderers of Junior Brother Xuan Bei of our temple and those who learned the Yi Jin Jing, so that our temple can put the blame in the past."
As soon as Master Xuancheng said these words, the heroes immediately became excited, and they all asked Murong Fu, "There is also a grudge against me, the deputy leader of the Beggar Clan, Ma."
"My secret knowledge of Tianlong Temple in Dali was also stolen", "More than ten disciples of my Snow Mountain Sect were killed"...
The voices of the heroes came and went in a chaotic manner, but the people of the Qingcheng faction kept silent. As for Chu Baokun, he took advantage of the chaos and escaped at some point.
Murong Fu pressed his hands together and said, "Everyone, please listen to the next words."
The sound was not loud, but everyone in the hall heard it clearly, so he kept silent for the whole time.
Several people who still wanted to speak suddenly felt an internal force pressing down on them and were unable to speak. They couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring in their hearts. Murong Fu's internal energy was indeed unfathomable.
Murong Fu smiled slightly and said, "Don't be anxious, everyone. I won't run away while I'm here. You can tell me one by one. The Murong family will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation today."
I was thinking in my heart: "If you are not satisfied, just fight until you are satisfied!"
The heroes looked at each other in confusion, as if hesitating who would speak first. Everyone understood that if everyone here attacked together, even if there were several top masters in the Murong family, they would definitely be defeated. But if they attack one by one, no one would be able to get any advantage today.
There was silence in the hall for a while, then Jiumozhi suddenly jumped out, clasping his hands together in a salute, "I have met Mr. Murong."
Murong Fu thought that Jiumozhi must be plotting against the Murong family's Huanshi Water Pavilion. However, seeing that he was polite and polite, he didn't like to speak harshly to him at the moment, so he responded with a salute, "Master, you are polite. Please tell me something if you have anything to say!"
Jiumozhi had a sad look on his face, "The young monk came all the way from Tubo just to pay homage to his old friend Mr. Murong Bo's grave."
"Today someone came to my old friend's former residence to cause trouble. Even if my martial arts skills are meager, I have no choice but to lend a helping hand."
Murong Fu's eyes flashed with excitement, this Jiumozhi is really good at acting! He thought to himself, I'm afraid he only dared to stand up like this after seeing the skills of Xue'er and the other girls!
He said: "Master, you are too polite. Since you are my father's old friend, how can you dare to trouble master? Moreover, my Murong family is worthy of heaven and earth in our actions. All my martial arts colleagues must be very reasonable. How can I do anything about it?"
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The smile on Jiumozhi's face became even wider, "It's not a bother, as long as someone has trouble with the Murong family, the young monk will be the first to let him go."
Murong Fu smiled and nodded, "Thank you so much, Master!"
Murong Fu turned to look at Xuan Cheng, "Since we are being reasonable, let's start with the highly respected Master Xuan Cheng. The master just said that Master Xuanbei of your temple was killed by my Murong family. Is there any evidence?"
Master Xuancheng opened his mouth to speak, but Murong Fu interrupted: "Forget about 'replying others with their own methods', that's not much evidence."
Master Xuan Cheng looked anxious and was about to speak when Murong Fu continued:
"The evidence I am referring to is, did anyone see someone from my Murong family killing Master Xuanbei with their own eyes? Or maybe the murder weapon was engraved with Murong..."
Xuan Cheng was interrupted several times by him, and he was extremely angry. Before Murong Fu could finish his words, he rushed to say: "Junior brother Xuan Bei died in the Great Skanda Pestle. Apart from the Murong family, there is no one else in the world."
I will make a great Skanda pestle."
Murong Fu asked calmly: "How to prove it?"
"This... this..." Xuan Cheng was speechless for a moment. This was indeed impossible to prove. Suddenly he glanced at Murong Xue and said immediately:
"This young lady from the Murong family used our temple's Dragon Claw Hand just now, and that donor Wang even knows the Yi Jin Jing, the most important skill of our temple."
Murong Fu was stunned, but he didn't expect Yu Yan to expose the Yi Jin Jing so early. He still said in a calm tone,
"So what? It still doesn't mean that the Murong family can do the 'Great Skanda Pestle'? Besides, the seventy-two stunts are not unique to the Shaolin Temple. There are many people in the world who can do it except the Shaolin Temple."
Xuan Cheng also said that he was referring to the Murong family, and immediately snorted, "Mr. Murong, please be careful. The Murong family secretly learned Shaolin's stunts, and the blame will be settled sooner or later."