"Master, can you give me the secret book so that I can practice on my own?"
"Hey, how could you let such a beautiful thing go?" Murong Fu thought to himself, but said in his mouth: "When practicing such magical skills, without a teacher to guide you, it is easy to go crazy."
Finally, after practicing the third movement, Li Mochou couldn't bear it anymore, "Master, let's practice again tomorrow!"
Murong Fu nodded. Although these three actions today would not be considered in future generations, they were indeed shocking in this era. The subsequent actions were even more embarrassing, so they could only be done slowly.
Before leaving, Li Mochou hesitated for a while and asked weakly, "Master, can you teach me other secret techniques? This secret technique is... really difficult for disciples to practice."
Murong Fu sighed, "I promised to help you get revenge. Except for the Beiming Divine Technique, all the secret skills in my master's hands require more than ten years of hard work to achieve perfection. Only this magical foot meridian has an extremely fast internal strength.
It is extremely powerful and has no consequences, so it is most suitable for you."
Murong Fu didn't lie. Li Mochou was already mature. No matter whether she practiced the Small Phaseless Kung Fu or the Nine Yin Manual, she couldn't do anything in less than ten years. The Shenzhao Sutra and the Nine Yang Divine Technique were not suitable for her to practice.
Only this foot nerve is the most suitable.
I think of You Tanzhi in the original work, who had mediocre qualifications, but only practiced a small part of the Divine Foot Sutra and was able to shine in the battle of Shaolin Temple.
When mentioning revenge, Li Mochou's eyes were full of sadness, "I have a ten-year agreement with the eminent monk of Tianlong Temple, but what's the use of having deep inner strength at this time?"
I thought in my heart that if it weren't for the ten-year agreement, with my current martial arts skills, I wouldn't have to wait ten years to get revenge. But do I really want to kill him? As long as he is willing to beg me and divorce that bitch,
It's not like I can't forgive him.
Murong Fu's heart moved, "Silly girl, you have been deceived!"
"Ah?" Li Mochou looked at Murong Fu in confusion, and even forgot to refute Murong Fu when he called her a silly girl.
Murong Fu explained: "That Lu Zhanyuan looks like a short-lived ghost. He probably has some hidden disease and can't live more than ten years. The monk at Tianlong Temple must have seen this, so he decided to make a ten-year period with you."
After about ten years, Lu Zhanyuan will be dead long ago, and your revenge will never be avenged."
Li Mochou was shocked, "Master, how did you know?"
"Did I tell you that I have read the original work?" Murong Fu replied: "I have seen Lu Zhanyuan before, and I have learned some Qi-gazing techniques. Naturally, I know that he will not live more than ten years."
Although he was talking nonsense, he did not lie to Li Mochou. In the original work, Lu Zhanyuan did die of illness less than ten years ago, which left Li Mochou unable to untie his knot forever. His psychology was distorted and he angered his whole family.
Otherwise, even if hatred arises out of love, he would not kill his whole family. If Lu Zhanyuan knew that his whole family would die because of a ten-year agreement, I wonder if he would still make a ten-year agreement.
Li Mochou didn't doubt that he was there. She had already experienced the master's magic. Thinking that Lu Zhanyuan could not live more than ten years, Li Mochou had several thoughts in her mind.
For a moment, I wished I could fly to Lujiazhuang and kill Lu Zhanyuan with one sword. But then I felt that my enemy had only a few years to live, which was really pitiful.
Unexpectedly, he made a ten-year agreement, but in the end he just sighed and remained silent.
Think about Li Mochou in the original work, who was originally a good person, but God's will played a trick on him, and love gave birth to hatred. He spent most of his life in hatred. When he died, he still couldn't forget Lu Zhanyuan, muttering "Ask the world."
What is love? It only teaches life and death."
Looking at the sad Li Mochou in front of him, Murong Fu suddenly felt heartbroken. A cold light flashed in his eyes and he said lightly: "As long as you have the strength, any agreement can be ignored."
Li Mochou's eyes lit up, but she agreed with Murong Fu's point of view. After thinking for a long time, she gritted her teeth and decided that no matter how embarrassing the posture was, she must practice the Lao Shi Zi Jing well.
"Master, let me go first...Master, why don't you seem to be injured?" Li Mochou was about to say goodbye and leave when she suddenly remembered that her master was seriously injured. But after teaching her martial arts for a long time, she didn't even look injured at all.
Murong Fu's face froze, and then he explained: "My teacher has deep inner strength, so this injury is nothing. You should go back first and practice the Shenzu Sutra."
Li Mochou nodded with a blush on her face, looked at Murong Fu strangely before turning and leaving.
For several days, Murong Fu passed all the Divine Foot Sutra to Li Mochou. At this time, Li Mochou felt regretful. Each of those actions was more embarrassing than the last. It was really unbearable. He asked to stop practicing many times, but was sternly criticized by Murong Fu.
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However, the increase in internal strength was very obvious. In just a few days, the internal strength had increased a little. Li Mochou had no choice but to endure her shyness and let Murong Fu manipulate her in pain and happiness.
After passing on the Divine Foot Sutra, the two of them came out of Shaoshi Mountain again. This trip to Shaolin Temple was a great harvest. Not to mention the Yi Jin Sutra and the Divine Foot Sutra, they also unexpectedly received the Marrow Cleansing Sutra.
Murong Fu only practiced this Marrow Cleansing Sutra for a few days, and he felt that his whole body was relaxed and relaxed, as if he had just woken up from a big dream, as if his body had been suppressed by something before, and now it was suddenly released.
Murong Fu was also filled with admiration in his heart. Shaolin Temple was worthy of being the leader in righteousness with thousands of years of foundation.
That evening, Murong Fu was jumping through the forest with Li Mochou in his arms. Li Mochou's waist was thin and soft. Murong Fu occasionally squeezed it casually, and felt that it felt very good and made him feel happy.
Of course, he didn't dare to do anything more extreme, because he understood that although this apprentice's body was extremely sensitive, his bottom line was extremely hard, and it would be bad if there were any barriers left for this.
Suddenly there was a loud thunder in the sky, and in an instant heavy rain came pouring down. Murong Fu had no choice but to use his inner strength to protect Li Mochou from letting the rain get her clothes wet. He ran for several miles and finally reached a ruined temple to take shelter from the rain.
The small temple is two feet in diameter. Except for one Buddha statue in the temple, it is still intact. The futon on the altar table is in tatters.
Murong Fu picked up some hay and wood and made a fire on the spot, and the two of them meditated and practiced in front of the fire. After Li Mochou learned the postures in the Divine Foot Sutra, she never practiced the Divine Foot in front of Murong Fu again.
After that, Murong Fu was depressed.
After less than half an hour, footsteps were heard outside the temple. Murong Fu and Li Mochou woke up instantly. They heard a man's voice saying: "Lan Mei, there is a ruined temple here. Let's go in and take shelter from the rain!"
Then came a woman's voice, "It's better... not anymore, if he... he comes after us, we won't be able to escape." The voice was indescribably delicate, mixed with a little vibrato, as if she was afraid and worried.