Murong Fu was quite unconcerned. Although Wu Yazi had learned ancient and modern skills, whether it was the Nine Yin Manual, the Nine Yang Divine Skill, or the Divine Foot Sutra, these martial arts were all the ultimate martial arts in the world.
It is simply not possible to integrate them.
However, looking at the old Wu Yazi in front of him, Murong Fu's heart felt hot and he couldn't help blurting out: "Master, if this disciple returns all his inner strength to you, I wonder if the master can be restored to his previous appearance."
Wu Yazi's eyes flashed with relief, but he shook his head, "No, you must have felt it at this moment. These internal forces have taken root in your body and are connected to your mind. However, the teacher's meridians have been destroyed and there is no way to
No more accepting the slightest bit of inner strength.”
Murong Fu's face darkened slightly and he remained silent.
"Fu'er," Wu Yazi remembered something and his eyes lit up slightly, "The inheritance of the Xiaoyao Sect and the world's martial arts collected over the years were all left in Langhuan Paradise by my master. But according to what you said,
It must have been moved away."
Murong Fu opened his mouth and almost said that he had obtained all the secrets of martial arts.
Wu Yazi continued: "Take my token and go find someone. She will teach you all the martial arts of Xiaoyao Sect."
"Disciple, I obey!" Originally, Murong Fu should be very happy for such a good thing, given his character of not being able to afford it early, but now he couldn't be happy no matter what.
"The keepsake is in the secret compartment beside the bed. There is also this seven-treasure ring, which is the keepake of the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect. With this thing, all the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect will obey your orders." Wu Yazi said and held out his hand.
He handed the ring finger to Murong Fu.
Murong Fu took the Seven Treasure Ring with a complicated expression. As far as he knew, the Xiaoyao Sect was divided into three branches. In addition to the eight friends of Hangu and others outside, there was also the Piao Miao Peak Lingjiu Palace, and the Xixia Empress Dowager Li Qiu Shui's subordinates should have one branch.
, but because of Wu Yazi's relationship, Li Qiu Shui had a deep grudge with Tianshan Child Elder, and he no longer cared about the Xiaoyao Sect, so how could he listen to his orders.
After thinking about it for a long time, when Murong Fu looked at Wu Yazi again, he couldn't help but feel a knot in his heart. He knelt on the ground and said, "Master!"
Wu Yazi's eyes were closed tightly, his expression was peaceful, and his breath was gone.
In the Deaf and Mute Valley, all the young men who were invited to play chess had dispersed, leaving only Wang Yuyan and his party, Xuan Nan and his party, Su Xinghe, Ding Chunqiu and others.
At this time, Su Xinghe and Ding Chunqiu were fighting endlessly, with great energy and poisonous mist. The entire valley had become a mess.
Su Xinghe's martial arts qualifications are average after all, and like Wu Yazi, he likes to study music, chess, calligraphy, painting and other minor subjects. He spends most of his life on this, so his martial arts is not very strong, and he is only at the top of the class.
Although Ding Chunqiu had a broken arm and his movements were not so natural, his advantage was that Su Xinghe's skills were much deeper, and his one-hand power transformation method was unparalleled in both offense and defense, and he was able to stand out.
"Senior Brother, should we help Master?" Fan Bailing, the chess demon, asked softly in Kang Guangling's ear.
Although the eight of them were expelled from the master, everyone knew the master's difficulties, so they still called Su Xinghe master in private.
Kang Guangling frowned slightly, glanced at Zhai Xingzi and others who were not far away, and said: "No, that evil thief also has many disciples. If it were us, they would have found an excuse. They are so numerous that they are powerful.
It’s not good for the master.”
However, he turned to Xuannan for help.
As good friends, the two of them had a tacit understanding even though they didn't have the same understanding. When Kang Guangling looked over, Xuannan also turned to look at Kang Guangling.
After understanding the meaning of Kang Guangling's eyes, Xuannan couldn't help but frown slightly. This made him a little embarrassed. Ding Chunqiu and Su Xinghe were senior brothers. Not many people knew about this, and he happened to be one of them.
This is an internal matter within the sect, and outsiders are not allowed to interfere at will. This is the rule of the world.
However, in the face of his old friend's request for help, especially when he still had something to ask for, after a moment of hesitation, Xuannan flicked his sleeves, his robes billowing up, and slapped Ding Chunqiu with his palm, and at the same time shouted: "Stop the evil heretics.
You have to be wild and look at your palms!"
His loud shout was intended to remind Ding Chunqiu to avoid being criticized for a sneak attack.
When Ding Chunqiu saw Xuannan take action, his heart suddenly trembled. His fists were hard to beat with four hands, not to mention that he only had one hand now, "It's all that damn Murong Fu!"
Cursing secretly in his heart, Ding Chunqiu used the power-transforming technique with his hands, and without dodging Su Xinghe's fists, he slapped his sandalwood point with one palm.
This is a method of exchanging injuries for injuries. Su Xinghe's inner strength is much deeper, so it's nothing to take two punches, but if he can be seriously injured with one palm, the remaining Xuan Di is nothing.
And Su Xinghe has always wanted to eat Ding Chunqiu's flesh, but his martial arts skills are not as good as his. Seeing this opportunity now, he can't care so much. As long as he can hurt Ding Chunqiu, he will not hesitate even if he loses his life.
After two "bang bang" sounds, Ding Chunqiu received two hard punches, but the palm force was also successfully sent to Su Xinghe's Tan point.
"Poof", Su Xinghe vomited a large mouthful of blood, and his body was thrown away like a sack. His internal energy was so limp that he could no longer lift it up.
"Master!" Kang Guangling and others were shocked and hurriedly went to see Su Xinghe.
Ding Chunqiu just stepped back a few steps and stabilized his figure, his face flushed slightly. But at this moment, several palm winds came, but it was Xuan Nan's attack. He immediately didn't care about adjusting his breath and took a shot.
Palm greeted him.
Since Xuan Nan was defeated by Murong Fu in Dali, he went back to the temple to practice "The Universe in His Sleeves". At this time, when he came out, he was completely different, but he saw that his sleeves and robes were suddenly bulging and deflated, and his fists were not strong.
One after another, the changes are endless, making people unable to guard against them.
Ding Chunqiu didn't take it seriously at first, but after the fight, he suddenly felt awe-struck. Xuan Nan's skill was not inferior to his own, and he used such a treacherous skill. It was really hard to resist.
With only twenty moves, Ding Chunqiu was already at a disadvantage.
"Master, how are you?" Kang Guangling put his palms on Su Xinghe's back, and a large amount of internal force continued to flow into Su Xinghe's body.
But Xue Muhua took out a silver needle and pricked Su Xinghe's chest a few times.
However, Ding Chunqiu's power transformation method was so vicious that it was rushing through Su Xinghe's meridians and constantly devouring his internal energy. How could it be so easy to get rid of?
Don't say that Kang Guangling's internal strength is low, but only at the first-class level. Even someone with as much internal strength as Ding Chunqiu may not be able to get rid of it, not to mention that Su Xinghe is also extremely poisonous.
"Miss Wang!" Duan Yu, whose expression had returned to normal, came to Wang Yuyan's side, "That Ding Chunqiu seems to be a big evil person, should we help them?"
Wang Yuyan glanced at Su Xinghe in the distance and frowned slightly. Being kind-hearted, he naturally couldn't bear to see the old man die, but his cousin was a first-class important person. If he left the stone wall and Ding Chunqiu took the opportunity to cause trouble, what would happen?
Don’t you want to regret it for the rest of your life? I was hesitant for a while.
After such a short period of time, Ding Chunqiu and Ding Chunqiu were unable to make any free moves, and Xuan Nan was always suppressing Ding Chunqiu.
Ding Chunqiu's face was blue and black. Although Qiankun in his sleeves had one move, there were countless moves that could be changed from this move, and there were even no rules at all. Ding Chunqiu gritted his teeth and suddenly turned towards Zhai Xingzi and the others.
He yelled: "What are you doing for food? This old monk took advantage of the opportunity and came in, and you didn't come forward to help!"
Zhaixingzi was stunned for a moment, nodded hurriedly, and then took action with all his junior brothers. In an instant, darts, hidden weapons, and poisonous gas all rushed toward Xuannan.
XuanNan was slightly surprised. He knew that people from the Xingxiu Sect were good at poison skills. In previous fights with Ding Chunqiu, he had always used the Qiankun in his sleeves. Apart from this being his special skill, the most important reason was that he had sleeves.
I'm not afraid of poison at all.
But how could he resist so many poisonous attacks at this time? He immediately took a few steps back slightly, swinging his sleeves to form a light yellow barrier in front of him.
"mean!"
"Shameless, many people bully others."
"You're obviously one on one, but you're asking for help!"
When the eight friends of Hangu saw Ding Chunqiu recruiting disciples for help, they cursed one after another.
"Stop arguing, Master, here are me and the fifth junior brother. The rest of you should go help Master Xuannan." Kang Guangling shouted and ordered.
The eight friends of Hangu jumped out one after another, took out their weapons, and faced Ding Chunqiu's disciples.
Xuannan freed up his hand and immediately struck Ding Chunqiu with several palms. His palms were filled with wind and his speed was so fast that in the blink of an eye the attack was in front of Ding Chunqiu.
Ding Chunqiu felt secretly resentful in his heart, and used the Wind-Returning Wave technique. While retreating, he put his right hand on his waist, took the cattail leaf fan in his hand, and fanned it several times in a row, each blow blowing out a stream of green energy.
Xuannan knew that this energy was highly poisonous, so he did not dare to let it get to him. His hand movements remained unchanged, but his legs suddenly bent, his body swung sideways, and he kicked out with his legs in a row.
This change followed suit, his steps changed with his hands, his body swayed like a rudder, it was really a smooth flow, it was so clever that he avoided Ding Chunqiu's poisonous gas attack without weakening his own offensive, and even slightly strengthened it.
Ding Chunqiu saw the shadow of his legs fluttering, and couldn't tell whether he was kicking his left leg or his right leg, so he had to dodge with his body and barely managed to avoid five or six kicks. Suddenly, there were two "pops", and his shoulders were
Two punches.
"Humph, you damn bald donkey!" Ding Chunqiu was in pain and couldn't help but curse loudly. He immediately stopped evading, turned his hand and stood motionless.
Xuannan was stunned for a moment, knowing in his heart that there was a trick, but at this time, the moves were old and it was difficult to change.
"Bang, bang, bang", Ding Chunqiu's legs flew out from behind his chest.
After landing, XuanNan's eyes couldn't help but flash with a trace of doubt. The situation just now was really too weird. When a life and death situation was at stake, how could anyone stand still and let others beat him? But Ding Chunqiu had to kill his own legs.
He would have to be seriously injured. What’s the point of this?
"Ahem!" After landing, Ding Chunqiu struggled to stand up and coughed up two large mouthfuls of blood, but there was a proud smile on his face.
Xuannan frowned, "As long as Donor Ding can leave now, the poor monk can forget the past."