The hall of Murong's house is not spacious. If you really want to talk about it, it is not as spacious as the residences of the so-called "Two Heroes of the You Family" and other rising stars in the martial arts world.
In the past, Murong Longcheng knew that the situation was decided and he could not fight with his fate. When he was discouraged, he retired to Gusu and used the savings of the Murong family over the generations to establish Shenhe Village. In the following years, Murong Longcheng never stepped out of Gusu again.
, he only devoted himself to the study of world martial arts in Shenhe Village. Huanshi Shui Pavilion was also founded at that time. The original intention of its establishment was that Murong Longcheng wanted to collect the essence of hundreds of martial arts to improve the unique skill of Dou Zhuan Xing Shift that he created. Murong Long
In the hundreds of years since the city, successive masters of the Murong family have relied on the magical skill of "turning the stars to move" to create a prestige for the Murong family to "repay others with their own way". As the scale of the water pavilion expanded,
, the Murong family has never produced a peerless master like Murong Longcheng.
Since Murong Longcheng was transcendent, he was naturally too lazy to bother with the greetings and farewells in the secular world. Therefore, the living room of Shenhe Village could only accommodate about ten people. If there were more people, it would seem crowded.
At the moment, hundreds of candles illuminate the hall like daylight. These candles are all specially made and mixed with rosin, borneol and other precious spices. They will not produce the smell of oily smoke when burning, and the air is filled with a refreshing fragrance.
The whole room does not have any luxurious-looking decorations. The brocade pillows placed on the tables and chairs are clean and tidy, not old and not new.
On an ebony table in the middle of the room, a simple guqin occupies the center of the table, and a beautiful ancient zither lies quietly in an inconspicuous corner, just like the beauty behind the table, gentle, gentle, and unfailing.
No fight.
There is an exquisite small red clay stove placed on another table. On the stove is a small Yixing purple clay pot. Even an inexperienced person can tell that it is not extraordinary. The slow fire is teasing the red bottom of the pot.
Maid Yimei served the stove carefully, and from time to time she glanced at the young man in green shirt who was holding a fan and didn't move for a long time.
When the tea was ready, the beautiful maid in red poured a cup for the young man in green. The young man in green took it with a smile, thanked him softly, put it to his lips, took a sip, nodded with a smile, and said to Huang beside him.
The middle-aged man in shirt said: "Master Xue, please try this new tea."
All the other servants in the village took three days' leave under A'Zhu's arrangement. At this time, there were only four people including Murong Fu and others in the large Shenhe Village.
The Master Xue in Murong Fu's mouth was naturally referring to Doctor Xue. At this time, Doctor Xue was holding a cup of freshly brewed tea. After hesitating for a long time, he couldn't help but ask Murong Fu: "Master Murong, is it true?
Is this what you want?”
Murong Fu gently put down the tea bowl and sneered: "It's my first time meeting these nephews. Of course, I have to check their martial arts and character for my senior brother. Senior brother will leave it to you to return to the sect.
I will make the decision, and this cannot be done sloppily. I don’t want another traitor like Ding Chunqiu sent out by me!”
When it came to the last sentence, the serious meaning in Murong Fu's words was very obvious. Doctor Xue naturally understood the meaning of Murong Fu's words, and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "Xue Muhua and all the brothers will always be loyal to our sect! Absolutely!"
Not those ungrateful, wolf-hearted people!"
Murong Fu smiled and said: "Why is Mu Hua like this? Uncle Master is just making a joke, why should we take it seriously? Come on, continue drinking tea."
"Yes, thank you, uncle."
Doctor Xue stood up and quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. The young uncle in front of him, who usually seemed kind, was not the kind gentleman he seemed on the surface!
Seeing Doctor Xue's reaction, Murong Fu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Today is the day before the date marked on the headless post. The Eight Friends of Hangu are coming, and it will only be tonight. The Xiaoyao Sect has always been secretive. Since the Eight Friends know the rules of the Xiaoyao Sect, they will naturally not choose to show up in front of the world's heroes that day.
If Su Xinghe finds out about such a big fuss, none of them will be able to return to the sect in their lifetime.
Another thought was that Murong Fu wanted to personally test where the boundaries of the Eight Friends' abilities were, so that he would know what to do with them in the future, especially martial arts. If he directly took out Su Xinghe's handwriting, these people would have beaten them to death.
He didn't dare to fight with himself. That's why he arranged this, deliberately not telling the truth, leading the seven people to attack with all their strength, and easily defeating a few of them. Then he would take out Su Xinghe's handwriting and completely convince these people.
Furthermore, Murong Fu hoped to use these people as sparring partners to see what level he could reach after he advanced to the next level in Beiming Shen Gong and Dou Zhuan Xing Shift, but he couldn't go to Qiao Feng and others for a fight because he had nothing to do.
I have no choice but to feel sorry for these nephews.
Abisu held the strings in her hand and played the harp and harp in harmony, playing Liu Yuxi's Bamboo Branch Poetry of the Tang Dynasty. Murong Fu continued to look at the Xiang Fei bamboo fan in his hand, with a hint of admiration in his eyes, and his expression was calm and elegant, which was different from when he coldly criticized Doctor Xue before.
The state of the two people is completely different.
There are inscriptions and signatures by Bachelor Su on the fan. If this fan were kept in later generations, it would definitely attract countless people to buy it and it would be extremely valuable. However, it is not a popular item in this era. In the past, Bachelor Su became famous.
At that time, this thing was worth a hundred times in one time, it was easy to get a lot of money, and it was hard to find a name. Later, something strange happened in the court, Xu Xueshi was imprisoned, and this thing became the god of plague that everyone was afraid of avoiding.
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Murong Fu admired Su Dongpo's personality and poetic talent since he was a child, so he collected a bunch of these fans over the past few months. The title of the fan in his hand is "Looking to the South of the Yangtze River". One of the lines is "
Murong Fu was particularly fond of poetry and wine, so he always carried this one with him.
The sky is getting dark, the moon is rising in the east, the breeze is blowing, and the water of Taihu Lake is slightly rippled.
Suddenly, Murong Fu closed his fan, stood up, and said with a smile: "Here he comes."
Upon hearing this, A'Zhu A'bi neatly prepared seven cups of tea, and then the two women went to the entrance of the hall to greet them. But seeing that the water was calm, and not even the shadow of the boat could be seen, where was anyone? The two Shu were not surprised at all, and just smiled.
Waiting at the door.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After about a cup of tea, with a loud bang, a gorgeous firework exploded in the air. After the loud bang, there were two more in a row.
Ring. Three fireworks, three different colors, are the symbol of Xiaoyao Sect.
Then, a melodious piano sound came from a distance, and there was a sense of excitement in the ancient sound. It was the Guangling San that Ji Kang was famous for in the past. When the sound of the piano came, Zhu Bi and Shu's expressions suddenly changed.
, her face was flushed, which was obviously due to the surge of Qi and blood caused by the internal force. Just as Er Shu's figure was shaking, a warm big hand gently patted their vests, and a warm feeling
The inner energy was injected into the two bodies, and the discomfort in Er Shu's body disappeared instantly. She couldn't help but look behind her gratefully. Murong Fu had already returned to the table and fiddled with the tea cup, as if he had never moved.
From the moment Murong Fu stood up to inject inner energy into Er Shu to the moment he turned back, the whole process only happened in a blink of an eye. Doctor Xue on the side didn't even react. He only felt a blue figure flash in front of his eyes, and then everything was as before. This shocked Doctor Xue
I couldn't help but thought to myself: "It seems that my uncle has made great progress in this retreat. It has only been less than a month. With such a talent, the strange way will be valued by the master." In addition to envy, I felt sad in my heart, and I even felt that I
His martial arts cultivation is shallow. Compared with the uncle in front of him, the light of a firefly is competing with the bright moon, bringing humiliation to himself. At the same time, he is secretly worried about his brothers, fearing that Murong Fu will attack too hard.
, several people were injured.
This time when he came to Yanziwu, General Murong Fu opened the Shishui Pavilion to him and asked him to choose a martial arts. Doctor Xue declined. He only said that he would only study medicine from now on and would never get involved in martial arts again.
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"I wonder how long all the fellow apprentices can survive in the hands of our uncle?" Divine Doctor Xue was worried.
Although it was expected, the way Kang Guangling and others appeared still left Murong Fu speechless for a while: These guys really intend to fight him! It turns out that the song "Guangling San" is about the heroic heroes of the past generation.
In order to repay his friendship with his close friend, Nie Zheng broke into the siege alone and assassinated Han Xianxiang. Kang Guangling, an old boy, played this song when he came up. The meaning is self-evident.
Murong Fu rolled his eyes: It seems there is no need to let Doctor Xue act, the fight today was quite serious.
Although he deliberately provoked this matter, these "nephews" were so arrogant in front of him. As a junior uncle, he still had to express his feelings. He immediately became angry and said loudly: "The distinguished guest is coming to the door, but I have not been able to welcome you from afar.
, I hope you can help yourself!" The voice was not loud, but it spread for several miles. A'Zhu and the other three people were unharmed. However, on a small boat two miles away, the figures of several people were shaken, and their faces showed horror.
.This skill of breaking sound into a thread requires a precise grasp of internal strength. The opponent showed such a skill when he came up, obviously to give himself and others a disincentive.
Several people exchanged glances, and they all saw a hint of horror in their eyes. A beautiful middle-aged woman in plain and elegant clothes looked at the white-haired old man on the bow of the boat and said in a trembling voice: "Brother, what should I do?". This
The woman is "Shi Qinglu", the seventh sister among the eight friends of Han Valley. She is good at gardening with flowers and birds, and is known as a "nymphomaniac". Although her skills are low, she is good at using pollen to charm people, and she can be regarded as a semi-expert in poisoning. Now I see
His opponent's internal strength was profound, and he was obviously far superior to his former master Su Xinghe. He suddenly panicked and looked at his eldest brother Kang Guangling.
Li Puppet, the eighth brother at the stern, with his clothes uncovered, slumped down in the stern of the boat, pointed in the direction of Shenhe Village and sang: "Listen to the cry, listen to the cry. I scold you for being a bully and neglecting Cao Aman. You are a Han minister who eats Han's wealth.
How can I imitate Dong Zhuo, who is cruel to loyal people and robs the emperor? It makes the patriots cry and makes me grumble and break my heart. Oh, my fifth brother who was a prisoner of Chu in Nanguan!" He sang and cursed at the same time, playing the role of a famous person from the Three Kingdoms.
Mi Heng beat drums and scolded Cao, but his internal strength was limited, and only a few vague sentences were transmitted to the direction of Shenhe Village.
Kang Guangling was also shocked: "This Young Master Murong has such strong internal strength. If he can really fight against that evil thief Ding Chunqiu, the rumors in the world may be somewhat credible."
It turned out that the eight friends of Hangu had heard about Nan Murong's injury to Ding Chunqiu before, but none of them believed it. They only believed that it was a story spread by people in the world and staged. Or maybe Murong Fu was boasting and deliberately sent people to spread this story.
Others are not aware of Ding Chunqiu's martial arts, so don't they know it? If he was so easy to get along with, the eight of them wouldn't have been hiding for decades!
Later, I saw the Murong family spreading headless posts all over the world, saying that my fifth brother was going to change his family and join Murong's family in Gusu. The brothers were all angry, so they rushed to the Henan Doctor Xue's Manor to hold them accountable, not wanting to wait for them
When several people arrived, the building was already empty. Several people were angry. However, the third brother Gou Du carefully read the information on the headless post and found that there was another secret message in it. It was about Murong Fu imprisoning Doctor Xue in Gusu.
Shenhe Village. Several people studied in the same sect. Although they started at different times, they have always been brothers and sisters. Even after being kicked out by the master, they have always been devoted to the sect. Murong Fu's move is tantamount to provoking them. How can you tolerate this?
Everyone made a concerted effort and thought carefully. No matter what kind of dragon or tiger den the Murong family was in, they would still have to break through. With the combined strength of the seven of them, they might not be afraid of Murong Fu.
However, Murong Fu's clear roar contained profound inner strength, and several people could not help but feel uneasy. They all looked at Kang Guangling, the eldest brother with the most powerful martial arts, hoping that he would come up with an idea. However, despite his age, Kang Guangling had a childlike mind.
, so far, they just said "It's a pity". Everyone was puzzled and asked each other, but they heard him reply: "It's a pity that he is a strong martial artist, but he is an evil thief like Ding Chunqiu. Alas, I want to come to Guangling."
He can't understand the charm of it, so why isn't it a pity?"
Seeing that their eldest brother was like this, they no longer looked to him for any ideas, and instead turned their attention to their second brother Fan Bailing. Although Fan Bailing's martial arts skills were far inferior to that of his eldest brother Kang Guangling, he was the most resourceful among the eight. Because he was good at playing Go,
He simply made a chessboard made of magnets and used it as a weapon. He always meditated on the nineteen vertical and horizontal paths. Now that a powerful enemy was in front of him, he pondered and said: "We are brothers and sisters, we share weal and woe. How can we do that?"
Abandoning the fifth brother? Let’s argue with him later and have a good talk. If it doesn’t work, if we, all senior brothers, come together, we may not be unable to win!”
The third brother, who was dressed as a poor scholar, read and heard the words, and groped around in a hurry, causing the other brothers to ask: "Third brother (brother), what are you looking for?"
The poor scholar scratched his head and said, "I was looking for my book. I met Mr. Murong later so that I could persuade him according to the sage's words." Everyone was speechless. They only thought that the third brother's temper had always been like this, so they didn't go.
Pay attention to him.
Fourth brother Wu Lingjun didn't say anything. He stretched out his fingers and wrote in the direction of Shenhe Village. He seemed to be describing something. He couldn't help but admired: "What an ancient and elegant Zhuangzi. It is indeed a martial arts family, and those
The nouveau riche are just different!" He said he was a painting madman and had the best paintings in his life. When he saw the appearance of Shenhe Village, even though he had no pen and ink around him, he couldn't help but fall back into his old ways.
On the side, a middle-aged man dressed as a craftsman, holding an ax in his hand, sneered: "It doesn't matter what aristocratic family he is, if he is reasonable, that's all. If he is not, hum! Let him turn into ruins!"
He patted a bunch of baggage beside him. Seeing his actions, several fellow apprentices subconsciously moved to one side, as if they were very afraid of the things inside. Feng Asan smiled and said: "My carefully prepared gunpowder
It won't explode, don't worry." In a few words, the boat had arrived in front of Shenhe Village, but it hesitated and didn't dare to step forward, wandering around uncertainly. Until a calm voice came from inside: "The guests have come from afar.
Why don't you go in? The tea is already ready, I'm afraid it won't taste as good if you wait any longer!"