Chapter 436: Heaven and earth are unkind, free and easy to control the wind!
After Murong Fu finished speaking, he jumped up amidst Wanyan Yingge's exclamations and fell straight down from the earth wall. Wanyan Yingge was so shocked that her face turned pale. It should be noted that although the walls of this earthen village are not comparable to those of the big cities in the Central Plains,
The wall of the village is more than two feet high. How can I break my leg from this jump?
However, the next moment Yingge couldn't help but cover the mouth of the cherry with her bare hands. The scene she expected of Murong Fu falling to pieces did not appear. Wanyan Yingge clearly saw that Murong Fu was still a few feet off the ground.
, his figure suddenly swayed, fluttering like a fallen leaf blown by the wind, his long sleeves flying, and his whole body rising in the wind like a big bird with its wings spread. Murong Fu's left foot was seen as if it were a dragonfly touching water.
Stepping backward in the void, his figure appeared more than ten feet away in a few flashes, and then slowly landed on the ground like a kite that had lost the support of the wind.
By the time Wanyan Yingge trotted all the way to Murong Fu's side to check, Murong Fu had already been waiting for a long time. Not to mention breaking his leg, not even a single bit of clothes on his body was messed up.
"Are you okay?" Wanyan Yingge was in shock, staring at Murong Fu up and down with lingering fear.
Murong Fu knew that what he had just done was a bit shocking, so he smiled sheepishly: "It's nothing, I just realized something and tried it, but I didn't expect it to work."
Wanyan Yingge couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief and complained: "I was scared to death by you just now. Don't be so reckless next time! There is a lack of medicine in this place. If you break your leg, there will be no one."
I can take care of you!"
"Now, if I really break my leg, will Miss Yingge be willing to take care of me?"
Murong Fu couldn't help but joke a few words.
Wanyan Yingge's pretty face turned red, she bit her silver teeth lightly, stomped her feet lightly, and feigned anger: "You are quite smart at one moment, and then you are out of tune at the other. People, people are ignoring you!"
Even so, I didn't feel angry at all in my heart. Instead, I felt a little sweet. Jurchen women were far bolder than women from the Central Plains. They were not bound by etiquette and never hesitated to express their inner emotions. In comparison, Yingge was relatively
It's subtle.
Murong Fu carefully recalled the feeling of soaring into the sky just now, and for a moment he felt as if he was floating in the air and riding the wind, aloof from the world.
In the world of Qing Gong, no matter how good it is, it all relies on a lever. To borrow strength, you must have something to rely on. No matter how good your Qing Gong is, you will never be able to fly like the legendary immortal. Only the two top-level Qing Gong in the legend
The ones that can achieve this similar effect are the one-reed crossing of the river by Bodhidharma, the founder of the Shaolin sect, and the Xiaoyao Yufeng that no one in the Xiaoyao sect has mastered yet.
That kind of state, placed in this world, would probably be no different from the gods in the eyes of the world.
At that moment, Murong Fu felt as if he had grasped that glimmer of feeling, and that was how he achieved the peerless light skill that was like a feather of auspicious light.
Although it is far from the real Xiaoyao Yufeng, it has finally touched the edge. It is only a matter of time before it reaches that legendary state.
Is this the character of mind required by Taoist supreme martial arts?
Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs.
The so-called Taoist martial arts, in the final analysis, lies in the word "wu". The so-called "wu" is called the beginning of heaven and earth. The way of heaven is permanent, and it will not exist for Yao, nor will it perish for Jie. To achieve the highest state of Taoist martial arts, I am afraid that the character of the mind will be affected.
This level is very different from Confucianism. No wonder Tong Lao and Li Qiushui both behave like lunatics, but their martial arts skills are frighteningly high, because Taoist martial arts emphasizes acting spontaneously, and Taoism is natural.
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Ordinary people living in the world are always subject to all kinds of constraints, ranging from common people to emperors and generals. There is no escape from them, so there is no such thing as freedom.
Perhaps the martial art of Xiaoyao Yufeng is simply impossible to truly master. After all, how can a person of flesh and blood be equal to the world's great way?
While he was thinking about it, Murong Fu vaguely heard the sound of a large group of people approaching hundreds of steps away, and he couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart: Could it be that those tribes were determined to kill them?
However, the sound of horse hooves was chaotic, and in the blink of an eye, the figures of the large group of people appeared dozens of steps away. Wanyan Yingge saw the figure of the tall horse in the front from a distance, and couldn't help but cheered: "It's the second brother and the others who are back, look.
With this posture, I gained a lot this time!"
Murong Fu took a closer look. Isn't it Aguda who was strolling leisurely in the front? He was holding a mace in one hand, and the other was holding a rope. At the front end of the rope, a man was tied up like a rice dumpling.
The same fat figure was kicking his fat legs as hard as he could, driven by the mace behind him. He had obviously suffered a lot along the way.
Seeing this familiar figure, Murong Fu couldn't help but laugh: Isn't this the Silver Medal Messenger who was arrogant in Wanyan Department a few days ago? Is this guy so unlucky?
From a long distance away, Wanyan Aguda's laughter could be heard. Behind him were a group of people from Wanyan's department. Rows of prisoners, their hands tied with ropes, were tied into a long string.
, most of them were children and women, and there were also a few mature men. These people will be valuable assets to the victorious Wanyan tribe in the future, and they will not be killed easily. Judging from the number of prisoners, the scale of this victory is really not large.
Small.
"It seems that Brother Aguda will definitely win a big victory this time!"
The smile on Wanyan Aguda's face almost overflowed: "This time, we captured more than 3,000 prisoners alone, as well as 500 good horses, and too much food to count. This stupid donkey happened to be in
Wuchunbu, I took advantage of the situation and brought it back, Murong, I leave it to you to deal with it."
While they were talking, the people who were left behind in the village heard the commotion and rushed up one after another. Seeing that their tribe had won a complete victory, they were all happy, singing and dancing.
That night, the Wanyan Department held a banquet to celebrate this rare victory.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Murong Fu was elected by everyone to sit in the first position. If he had not organized the old and weak people of Wanyan tribe to withstand the main force of the three tribes coalition this time, the entire
The village was already a river of blood, so thousands of people in the Wanyan tribe shed tears of gratitude to Murong Fu. The Jurchens respected warriors and also admired wise men.
It is said to be a banquet, but it is actually very simple and simple. Compared with the Central Plains and Liao Kingdom, it cannot be compared at all. It is nothing more than some muddy wine, and the dishes are also very simple, nothing more than some meat boiled in white water and added with a little salt.
Just some vegetables that have been pickled in salt. There is also a staple food with Jurchen characteristics, which is half-cooked brown rice topped with dog blood. It smells bad in the mouth and is difficult to swallow, but it is the vegetable of the Jurchens who live in harsh conditions in the world of ice and snow.
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Although the conditions are simple, everyone is very enthusiastic. In fact, a banquet like this today is a rare treat. The strong Jurchen men came forward to clink glasses with Murong Fu. Murong Fu refused every visit.
They were all eaten in one bowl, and they were done with great enthusiasm, which attracted a lot of applause. From time to time, the young Jurchen girls looked at this side with admiring eyes, and occasionally whispered a few words, which attracted bursts of laughter. Some of them were quite beautiful.
Jurchen girls surrounded Ying Ge, and they were eclipsed by Ying Ge. The place where the most eyes came from was here.
Aguda said loudly: "Everyone, tell me who is the number one warrior of our Wanyan Department!"
"Murong! Murong!"
The whole village resounded with cheers.
Aguma sat in the second seat of meditation, raised a wine bowl carved from wood, and loudly said to everyone: "We all drank this bowl of wine together to pay tribute to the number one warrior of our Wanyan tribe!"
Everyone drank the wine in the bowl one after another, laughing and making noise, and the atmosphere gradually reached a climax. A Guda's face became stern, and he waved his hand and said, "Bring those people here!"
After giving the order, someone immediately pushed several captives who were tied up and came up. Several captives knelt down in a row. Some were silent, some had fire in their eyes, and some were shaking like a sieve, playing the pipa with their legs.
.It was the leaders of the defeated tribes and the silver messenger.