Looking at Murong Bo's retreating figure, Murong Fu hesitated for a moment and said: "Shaolin's special skills are in the same line as Buddhism. If you practice it forcefully without understanding Buddhism, you will definitely have troubles in the future. In the end, decades of hard work will turn into water."
Murong Bo paused and turned around to look at Murong Fu in surprise, as if he was wondering why Murong Fu said this to him.
In fact, Murong Fu didn't like Murong Bo's character in his heart. Call him a villain. He planned and planned only for the restoration of the country. Call him ruthless, but he protected Murong Fu everywhere. Call him a hero, but he didn't have any great ambitions.
Vigor and grandeur.
But after traveling to this world, it's like being born in this world. You can choose anything, but you can't choose your parents. Can you still watch him die?
Murong Fu took a few steps forward and said: "The purpose of Buddhism is to save the world, but each of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple can hurt people's lives, which is contrary to Buddhism. Therefore, every killing stunt will have corresponding compassion and Buddhism to reconcile it, otherwise it will be cruel.
The Qi penetrates deeply into the internal organs, and becomes deeper and deeper. If it goes on for a long time, all the meridians may be severed, and in severe cases, death may occur on the spot.”
Murong Bo looked at Murong Fu talking like he knew everything. He was surprised and slightly annoyed at the same time. Who is the father and who is the son?
"Junior, what do you know? Go back to Yanziwu quickly."
Now that he has said it, Murong Fu has no intention of keeping anything.
"Senior, do you feel a faint tingling sensation in your Yangbai, Lianquan, and Fengfu acupuncture points every morning, noon, and midnight? Is it even getting worse?"
Murong Bo's expression changed greatly, "How do you know?"
Murong Fu breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, he also guessed that when the sweeping monk mentioned Murong Bo's illness in the original work, these three acupuncture points were already like thousands of needles pricking them. Even if there is no pain now, there should be something strange. At the moment
said:
"I can help you solve this problem."
Murong Bo pondered for a long time, "Junior, please tell me how to solve it first."
"I can remove the internal force generated by the alien mind in your body, and then..."
Before Murong Fu could speak, Murong Bo immediately said angrily: "That won't work, I would rather die of pain than lose this martial arts."
Seeing his reaction so violently, Murong Fu couldn't help but ask: "Is martial arts really so important? Some things can be done without martial arts."
Murong Bo glanced at him strangely, thinking that this guy seemed to have something in his words. But martial arts was indeed as important as life to him. Without martial arts, how could he talk about restoring the country?
"Okay, go back quickly and don't worry about me."
Murong Fu said: "Don't be impatient. I haven't finished speaking yet. After I have transformed the internal energy such as the Prajna Palm Technique that you have practiced, I will pass on a magical skill to you. If you practice it with concentration for more than ten years, you will definitely be able to go far away."
By practicing those Shaolin stunts."
Murong Fu said this not to belittle Shaolin's stunts, but those stunts often require decades of practice to be effective.
Murong Boqi asked: "What kind of magical skills are there?"
"Have you ever heard of the Nine Yin Scriptures?"
Murong Bo was completely shocked. Naturally, he had heard of the Nine Yin Sutra, and even thought about it, but he never got it. He never thought that his teenage son would have such an opportunity.
After thinking for a long time, he immediately decided to follow what Murong Fu said.
The two found a remote and hidden place, and sat cross-legged. Murong Bo said, "How do you remove my inner energy?"
Murong Fu smiled mysteriously, and as soon as his hands touched Murong Bo's lower abdomen, he absorbed the inner power of Shaolin Kung Fu such as Prajna Palm.
Although Murong Bo was well prepared, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes as soon as his inner strength was sucked away. At the same time, he was also secretly wary of Murong Fu. He was not afraid that his son would harm him, but that his son would not know that he was his father.
"How could you learn such a despicable and self-harming method of transforming energy?" Murong Bo's tone sounded like he hated iron for not being able to become steel.
"This is not a great way to transform energy."
"Is it the magic of attracting stars?"
"No, this is the Beiming Divine Art, not comparable to the Star Absorbing Technique." Murong Fu said with a bitter smile, secretly sighing that there was still a big gap between Huanshi Water Pavilion and Langhuan Paradise.
After half a stick of incense, Murong Fu had completely absorbed the internal energy generated by practicing Shaolin Kung Fu in Murong Bo's body. His aura suddenly became stronger, while Murong Bo's aura became much weaker.
However, Murong Bo also saw that all the internal strength he had spent in these years of hard training had gone into his son, and secretly sighed in his heart, it was not in vain. Then he became a little worried again, and asked hurriedly: "Is there any future trouble with this technique of yours?"
Murong Fu shook his head and felt a slight warmth in his heart, "Next, I will teach you the Nine Yin Manual, please memorize it carefully." He then passed on the general outline of the Nine Yin Manual and the Bone Forging Chapter of the Book of Changes to Murong Bo.
Jiuyin Zhenjing is the general outline of Taoist martial arts. It includes many Qinggong, internal and external skills. The essence of them is found in the General Outline of Jiuyin Zhenjing and the Bone Strengthening Chapter of I Ching. The former can maintain health and practice Qi, while the latter can transform the meridians of the human body.
It is suitable for Murong Bo to practice now.
Thinking that although Murong Bo had lost the internal power of Shaolin Kung Fu, the moves were still there and would still cause harm if used in the future, so Murong Fu passed on the Small Phaseless Kung Fu to Murong Bo.
"After you have mastered this little phaseless skill, you can also use those Shaolin secrets, but it's better to use them as little as possible."
Murong Bo was shocked to the point of numbness. This son gave him too many surprises, and he had a vague feeling in his heart that perhaps the long-cherished wish of the Murong family for generations could be fulfilled in this boy.
Before leaving, Murong Fu thought for a while and said: "I have received great kindness from the Shaolin Temple, and I also ask my seniors not to kill people from the Shaolin Temple easily in the future."
Murong Bo was stunned, "Junior, do you know that those who achieve great things must never be benevolent as a woman?"
"I know, but if you repay kindness with hatred, I'm afraid you won't be able to accomplish anything small in the future."
Murong Bo looked deeply at Murong Fu and said, "I promise you." After a pause, he couldn't help but ask, "Do you know who I am?"
Murong Fu smiled slightly and said, "Form is emptiness, emptiness is form."
Looking at Murong Fu's retreating figure, Murong Bo smiled happily and said, "You brat, you're still pretending to be a bitch with me."
In the small town, in the inn, Li Mochou was meditating and practicing the Bone Strengthening Chapter of the Book of Changes. When she saw Murong Fu coming back, her eyes were filled with joy, but when she saw Murong Fu's breath was weak and his face looked sick, his expression suddenly changed: "Master, what's wrong with you?"
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Murong Fu nodded slightly, "He was seriously injured."
"Who hurt you? Are they those Shaolin bald donkeys? I'm going to kill them." At this moment, Li Mochou's beautiful eyes were filled with anger, her pretty face was full of anger, and she raised her sword and looked like she was going to fight with all her strength.
Look.
Murong Fu quickly stopped her, "Disciple, my master's body is already swollen. Go and get some bruise medicine to wipe it for me." Li Mochou then remembered that she should heal her master's wounds first, so she put down her sword.