In the blink of an eye, Murong Fu had stayed in the Deaf and Mute Valley for three full months.
In the past three months, Wang Yuyan practiced Lingbo Weibu and Xiaowuxiang Kung Fu to a small degree, while Murong Fu, under the guidance of Wu Yazi, mastered the empty-handed martial arts of the two Xiaoyao sects, namely Liu Yang Palm and Zhe Mei Shou.
He learned thoroughly and incorporated it into the changing circumstances of the Murong family.
With these two top martial arts as a reference, Murong Fu has now truly mastered Dou Zhuan Xing Yi to a state where he can "repay the other with his own way."
With a smooth rebound, even the invisible and qualityless Qi can be doubled back by adding its own internal strength on top of its original strength.
Of course, this premise is that the opponent's palm strength and infuriating energy cannot be too much stronger than your own body. If you want to make an analogy, it is the same principle as the elastic rope used in bungee jumping. When the weight of the load is not too outrageous, after hitting the bottom
It can bounce back, but if the weight hanging on it is too ridiculous...
Then there is the unloading of force. The time required to transfer force increases with the opponent's skill and strength. If it is the seventy-two stunts used by ordinary Shaolin Xuanzi monks, Murong Fu can instantly use the Dou Zhuan Xing Shift to return the other body. This
This is the conclusion that Murong Fu came to after trying many moves with Su Xinghe.
In other words, when fighting against ordinary Xuanzi masters, Murong Fu could kill him instantly with this move...
Wu Yazi knew that his time was short, so in order to leave as much inheritance as possible to his granddaughter and grandson-in-law in the last days of his life, he spent the past three months almost day and night instructing the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect on the martial arts.
study.
In three months, everyone's martial arts improved significantly under Wu Yazi's guidance. Even Zhuo Bufan, who held Murong Fu's sword, also improved greatly with his sword skills. According to Murong Fu's eyes, at this time
Zhuo Bufan can even perform two gestures against Xuan Ji and others alone.
"Junior brother, the invitations for the Zhenlong Chess Game have been sent out. Shaolin, Dali, the Beggar Clan, and the famous sects in the world will all rush to the Deaf-mute Valley in half a month. Counting the time, Ding Chunqiu's evildoer has also been
I rushed to the Central Plains after receiving the news. Can we really kill that traitor with our combined strength?"
Su Xinghe and Murong Fu were sitting at the chess table. The two cups of tea on the table had cooled down. Su Xinghe looked worried and expressed his worries to Murong Fu.
Murong Fu curled his lips in disbelief and patted the old man on the shoulder to comfort him: "Brother, don't worry! It's just Ding Chunqiu."
Seeing Su Xinghe's expression of fear of Ding Chunqiu, Murong Fu just felt funny. It is true that Ding Chunqiu's martial arts level can be regarded as the level of a master to the outside world, but in fact, the advanced martial arts of Xiaoyao sect is a little less
Neither of them learned anything. In other words, Su Xinghe and Ding Chunqiu were called direct disciples of Wuyazi, but they actually enjoyed the treatment of outer disciples.
If it were three months ago, although I would have no problem defeating Ding Chunqiu, it would be a bit difficult to kill his opponent alone, because at that time, except for the Beiming Divine Skill, I didn't know anything about the other martial arts of Xiaoyao Sect.
But now, among the advanced martial arts of the Xiaoyao sect, the only thing I don't know yet is the Child Elder's Everlasting Eternal Spring Kung Fu.
Just ask, what would Ding Chunqiu use to fight him when he was overwhelmed by his martial arts configuration, suppressed by his internal strength, and he knew the opponent's martial arts clearly?
Murong Fu has already decided that when the time comes, all the meridians in Ding Chunqiu's body will be destroyed, and he will throw it in front of Wu Yazi to be disposed of by the old man, and let the old man dissolve all the power in Ding Chunqiu's body, making him unable to survive or die.
Instead of following the sweeping monk to practice Zen in the Shaolin Temple with Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo like the original work, under the pressure of the life and death talisman.
Why can a bad person become a Buddha immediately by putting down his butcher knife? But a good person will be tolerated by the world after doing a bad thing?
Murong Fu did not believe in karma and retribution, and repaying grievances directly was the only law he believed in.
One morning a few days later, Azi came to the Deaf and Mute Valley.
Murong Fu didn't have high hopes at first, but it turned out that Ah Zi was really talented in stealing things. He just briefly described the content of the letter and told her that the letter was hidden in the deputy head of the Beggar Clan.
With these two pieces of information from Ma Dayuan's family, she actually stole the letter!
Ah Zi presented the letter to Murong Fu like a treasure, smiling like a happy little fox: "Master, it took a lot of effort for me to get this letter. For this letter, Ah Zi went to great lengths.
I worked as a maid for that thief woman for two whole months before I was able to stay with her and slowly find this letter! Master, do you see it?"
Back when Azi was fashionable around Ding Chunqiu and coaxed him into raptures with her superb flattery skills, Kang Min was nothing more than a poisonous woman no matter how scheming she was. Compared with Ding, the old monster who has been in the world for decades, Kang Min
She is as tender as a little girl who is sulking without sugar. Dealing with Kang Min is not a particularly difficult task for Ah Zi.
Murong Fu nodded with satisfaction and threw out a pill. Ah Zi hurriedly caught it in the palm of her hand and swallowed it in one gulp.
The paint on the letter was intact and there was not a single word on the envelope.
Murong Fu opened the letter smoothly, and the clear and strong handwriting came into view: Brother Jianbeard, we have been separated for several years... The scene is just like now..."
Although Murong Fu did not recognize Xuanci's handwriting, the content of the letter was absolutely correct.
Murong Fu took the letter in his hand, his face closed with dark clouds.
Ah Zi looked at Murong Fu's gloomy face and felt slightly scared. She once thought about opening the letter and reading it herself, but after some rational struggle, Ah Zi decided to hold Murong Fu's thigh tightly.
Knowing too much is not a good thing.
At this time, Murong Fu was holding a major secret that could affect the entire martial arts structure, but Murong Fu was not happy at all.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Angry and contemptuous, Murong Fu suppressed his nausea and read the letter in his hand.
Immediately, with a movement of internal energy, the blazing Beiming Qi ignited the yellowed letter in his hand. The flying ashes scattered in the wind, like countless ugly butterflies.
In just a few seconds, the biggest secret in today's martial arts world disappeared without a trace, like a bug covered in snow, dying silently.
Murong Fu felt nauseous for no reason.
Regardless of Xuanci or Wang Jiantong, they are known as martial arts celebrities, but they are actually a group of disgusting rats.
This world can tolerate evil people like Ding Chunqiu, but it cannot tolerate good people like Qiao Feng. Why can evil people like Ding Chunqiu be forgiven by the Buddha, but good people like Qiao Feng commit suicide in public?
If no one takes care of it, then Murong Fu will take care of it.
"Master, are you okay?"
Azi asked in a trembling voice.
"I'm fine and doing very well, Azi."
Murong Fu smiled.
Ah Zi's eyes narrowed into two crescent moons, and she smiled and said: "Thank you Master for the compliment, and I will do my best to serve you. Ah Zi will never give up. My master is extremely talented, handsome, and young and promising. Ah Zi can serve under Gusu Murong's sect.
I am truly lucky..."
Murong Fu pressed his hands twice, causing Ah Zi's body to sink slightly, stopping the little fox's next flattery.
"Okay, let's forget about this kind of flattery once in a while. Since you have done such a big thing for me, then I will naturally reward you. Now I will give you two choices!"
Murong Fu's words made Ah Zi's heart suddenly lift. She looked at Murong Fu eagerly, waiting for the other person's next words.
"The first option. From now on, you regain your freedom, and you can go wherever you want. And I will also tell you the identity of your biological parents. The second option, from today on, officially
Become my slave under Murong Fu. As long as you concentrate on doing things for me, I guarantee that no one will be able to hurt you in the future. And I will also teach you advanced martial arts to make you a first-class master in the martial arts world. It is your choice.
Bar!"
Ah Zi's beautiful eyes lit up and she said without hesitation: "Thank you, Master. Ah Zi will serve Master wholeheartedly from now on!"
Murong Fu was slightly startled: "Don't you really want to know who your biological parents are?"
Ah Zi curled her lips disdainfully: "They haven't cared about me for a day since I was born. Who cares whether they live or die? You have status by living with your master, and you can learn powerful martial arts. Humph, who cares about them?"
Hearing Ah Zi's answer, Murong Fu was not surprised. He nodded and said, "In that case, it's up to you. This is five hundred taels of silver and a Taoist inner skill and mental method. You can practice according to this mental method from now on."
, although it was not fast to enter the country at first, but given time, you will definitely achieve something. After all, you have hurt my concubines, and I don’t want to make them sad by keeping you around. When you arrive in Gusu, go and stay at Li Mansion in the south of the city. There.
It’s also one of my houses.”
After Murong Fu finished speaking, he stopped talking to Ah Zi and allowed her to leave on her own.
As the sun set, half of Murong Fu's face was in the light and half was hidden in the darkness. I'm afraid even he himself didn't know what he was thinking.
On the other side, in a Zen room in Shaolin Temple.
Xuanci faced the Buddha statue and chanted in a low voice. The string of beads in his hand was spinning very fast. Suddenly, with a "pop" sound, the whole string of beads was suddenly cut off in the middle, and the scattered beads rolled to the ground.
As if a string in his heart had been broken, Xuanci suddenly raised his head, looked at the Buddha statue in front of him, and said firmly: "Buddha, are you blaming your disciples? Are you blaming your disciples?"
The Buddha statue naturally makes no sound. Various expressions flashed alternately on Xuanci's face, including panic, shock, worry, and hesitation. In the end, all the emotions turned into a Buddha's name: "Amitabha, I am compassionate."
It’s for my Central Plains Wulin and for the common people in the world, Xuanci has a clear conscience!”
Gang of beggars.
A disciple of the Beggar Clan walked into the Luoyang Beggar Clan and handed an invitation to Qiao Feng, saying: "To the leader of the Beggar Clan, the deaf-mute Mr. Gu Congbian personally sent the invitation. He also specifically pointed out that this is also the leader of the Beggar Clan.
It’s my friend’s intention. I hope that the gang leader will arrive at Deafness Valley in half a month.”
Qiao Feng took the letter without hesitation and told the Beggar Clan disciple: "I understand, you can go down first."
Qiao Feng read the thin invitation in his hand, a hint of joy flashed across his face, and at the end, he looked up to the sky and laughed.
"Gang leader, what is it that makes you so happy?"
Wu Changfeng on the side asked puzzledly.
Qiao Feng smiled and said: "Elder Wu, in a few days, we will go to Runan together to watch a grand event that is rare in the martial arts world for a hundred years!"
Dali.
After leaving the court, Ba Tianshi came to Duan Zhengming and presented a letter: "Report to the Emperor Gusu Murong's letter, inviting Dali to rush to the Deaf and Mute Valley in one month to witness Gusu Murong in front of the world."
Kill Ding Chunqiu."
Duan Zhengming laughed loudly and said: "Okay, after a few months of separation, my nephew Murong has become more and more heroic. Okay! Since nephew Murong Xian is so excited, then I, Dali, must support this scene for him! Zhengchun!"
"Brother Chen is here!"
"You set off today to join Senior Brother Huangmei, Basikong, Shanchanhou and others on a trip to Runan."
Duan Zhengchun smiled and said: "I didn't expect Master Murong to be so great now when we said goodbye last time. I also want to see the nephew of the emperor again."
Duan Yu on the side heard the post from Murong Fu and hurriedly begged: "Uncle, daddy. I also want to go together to see my elder brother Murong!"
Duan Zhengming looked helplessly at his careless nephew, thought for a while, and said with a smile: "Well, now Yu'er, your martial arts are enough to protect yourself. It's time for you to move around more in the world.
Yes. But let’s make an agreement first, all actions will be obeyed by your father, and you are not allowed to get into trouble or cause any trouble!”
At this time, Mu Wanqing was also on the side. When she heard Murong Fu's name and read the letter handed over by Emperor Baoding, she unconsciously remembered the misunderstanding when the two met, smiled at it, and murmured in a low voice.
One sentence: "This guy still likes to lie to people!"
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Duan Yanqing still had that zombie-like expression on his face. After reading the invitation in his hand, he made a strange growl in his stomach.
Behind him, the other three villains looked at the boss in confusion, wondering what the boss was thinking.
The Crocodile God of the South China Sea frowned and said, "Boss, what exactly does the invitation to Lao Shizi say?"
Duan Yanqing said using ventriloquism: "There will be a big show in the Deaf and Mute Valley in a month. Let's go and watch it together!"
Yun Zhonghe had a bitter look on his face and was about to cry: "Boss, why don't we just stay here and stay here? Why do we have to travel so far away?"
Since his inner strength was drained by Murong Fu, his physical fitness has been much worse than that of an ordinary person who does not know martial arts. It can be said that he is almost a useless person. He is no longer the number one thief who walked on the snow without leaving a trace and climbed over the walls.
Now, every rainy day is like a tribulation for him.
Ye Erniang smiled sweetly and said: "Fourth brother, if you don't want to go, just stay here. Let's see what the reactions of those at Yipintang will be when they find out that you have lost all your martial arts skills. I hope you can still keep a complete body after we come back.
!”
The South China Sea Crocodile God was furious: "Grandma, Yun Laosi, if you dare not to go, I will use the crocodile scissors to scissor your brain right now! Go or not!"
Yun Zhonghe said with a sarcastic smile: "Third brother, don't be angry. I said the wrong thing, so I can't stay with you."
He has always been at odds with the Crocodile God of the South China Sea. In the past, although his martial arts skills were slightly inferior to his opponent, he could still deal with him with his superb Qinggong. However, since being deposed by Murong Fu, he has lowered his eyebrows and lost his temper.
Somewhere in the Song Dynasty.
Jiumozhi said to the people on Mount Kailash: "Brother Buddha, what do you think of Mr. Congbian?" The people on Mount Kailash said: "Monks don't lie. To tell the truth, Brother Buddha, I have nothing to do with Mr. Congbian's martial arts.
I am very interested. Thinking about people like Mr. Congbian, his martial arts must be extraordinary. Our temple’s martial arts is simple, no better than Shaolin. If this conference can get Mr. Congbian’s martial arts, I believe it will be beneficial to our temple in the future.
It will definitely be of great benefit!" Jiumozhi clasped his hands and said, "Since Brother Buddha is interested, then Junior Brother will accompany Senior Brother to this Zhenlong chess game to have a look!" Xingxiu Hai.
Ding Chunqiu threw the invitation to the ground, his beard and hair flaring: "Humph, this Su Xinghe does have a hand, okay, you want to use this hand against me, right? Then I will let you do it in front of the Central Plains Wulin.
Let the world see who is the free and orthodox one!"
...
At this time, Murong Fu stood on the cliff of the Deaf and Mute Valley in Runan, facing the dusk alone, staring at the rolling water of the Yellow River in front of him, with a myriad of thoughts.
He doesn't want to be an ambitious person who dominates the martial arts world. But the current situation is that he is moving in this direction step by step. Even he doesn't know what the future will be like.