It must also be said that Yang Gui was the most honest person when he came out to work. If he said he wanted to beat Murong Fu, he would beat Murong Fu.
The two of them had been filled with spiritual springs in the Changchun Valley for two years, and their internal energy was more than full, almost bulging. Originally, Yang Gui's Tao Baibai sword of the same style would exhaust its internal energy after flying for three to four hundred meters, but now it flew seven to eight hundred meters.
Everyone has a surplus, and with a little adjustment of the breath, all the consumed internal energy will be restored.
It was more than 5,000 miles from Dali to Suzhou, with poor scenery and harsh scenery, but Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng traveled day and night and arrived at Yanziwu in five days. They even had the energy to return to Shishui Pavilion while eating crabmeal soup dumplings.
Murong Fu also tried to fight back with the Dou Zhuan Xing Shift, which made him laugh to death. Zhang Sanfeng created the Nine-Level World Shift himself. The Nine-Level World Shift was combined with Tai Chi. In terms of borrowing strength, he was Murong Fu's ancestor.
Just when Murong Fu was beating his bed to the ground, these two old monsters were eating squirrel and mandarin fish in a restaurant in Gusu City.
"How about it, old bastard, you believe it now, we are invincible."
Yang Gui hurriedly put half of the fish into the bowl and took a sip. In fact, he had no idea before he came, and he didn't expect that it would be so easy to beat Murong Fu.
He later thought that he might have been blessed by the same world view of Jin Yong. Most of the secret books were either the same book or had a relationship of inheritance and reference. The two of them had reached the pinnacle of Jin Yong's world. What they lacked was nothing more than different environments.
It’s just the amount that can accumulate internal strength.
In the original work, when Ku Rong lamented about "the end of martial arts", he lamented that no one could have the total amount of internal energy to support the practice of the Six Meridians Divine Sword, not anything else.
With one of them being a great Taoist master and the other having enlightened to the state of lunacy, and after a while, their internal strength has grown to the peak of the world of Tianlong, I am afraid that the sweeping monk is no match for them.
"What are you going to do next?"
"Me? There is no Wudang Sect in this world yet. Only Shaolin is the most beautiful. How can that be done?" Zhang Sanfeng was happy. "Of course I want to create the Wudang Sect and make Wudang famous in this world. What about you?"
"Yeah, of course I'm going to have fun!"
Yang Gui's psychosis started to attack again. There is a lot of fun in Tian Long Ba Bu. What does it mean for a father to play with his son, killing his wife, old age five-cornered love, your father is not your father, your sister is not your sister, oh, that is called a
Stimulate!
"Oh, I'm so drunk!"
Thinking of this, Yang Gui suddenly went down, slapped his face on the table, and snored.
Zhang Sanfeng almost gave him a swan's tail. What you drank was tea. You are so drunk that you are so drunk.
It can also be said that he is a great master who has inherited the past and is a fast learner. Zhang Sanfeng is now even more of a thief than Yang Gui. Seeing that Yang Gui was lying on the table and not moving, he simply left and pointed to the waiter at the door, "He pays the bill."
They turned around and headed straight for Wudang Mountain. The two great masters parted so hastily.
Yang Gui was still lying on the table waiting for Zhang Sanfeng to pay the bill. He fell asleep unknowingly, and when he opened his eyes it was already dark. The boss next to him was pushing him: "Sir, the shop is closing. Please give me your meal money for being troubled."
Bar."
Yang Gui, who was over a hundred years old, had been lying on the table all day and his bones were stiff. He turned his head stiffly and looked at the empty seats, "Ah, please change."
"Where did you give us the money?" The boss was so angry that he grabbed Yang Gui's collar and shouted: "Come on, man, don't let him get away, he will eat the King's meal on my head!"
Yang Gui was originally lying on his stomach. His body was stiff. When the boss lifted his collar, there was a "clang" sound and an iron plate fell out of his arms.
I saw that the iron sign was very beautifully carved and embroidered, with two big characters written in the middle, "Yan" on the front and "Fu" on the back.
The shopkeeper's expression changed drastically, and he smiled broadly: "Oh, I don't know if you are a friend of Mr. Murong. I have offended you, I have offended you."
Yang Gui conveniently took Murong Fu's token. It was originally just for convenience. Who would have thought that it could have such a function? He couldn't help but laugh: "Let the kitchen light a fire. If there are any mountain beasts, clouds, swallows, land cattle, sheep, and sea bottoms, I will give them all."
I'll come up and the money will be credited to Mr. Murong's account!"
The next day.
"What?"
Murong Fu looked at the bill of four thousand taels of silver sent in by A'Zhu and almost fainted again.
His lips trembled for a long time, and then he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words, "Give him, take the sign back, and tell him to get out!"
"Master, there's no sign." A'Zhu looked confused, "The shopkeeper said the man didn't leave a sign."
"Oh!"
Murong Fu shouted loudly and slapped the pillar with his palm, causing the entire pavilion to rustle with dust. A'Zhu was so frightened that he said: "Master, that is a load-bearing pillar. If it is damaged, it needs to be rebuilt. Let's rebuild the Shi Shui Pavilion."
The total cost is sixty thousand taels..."
"Villain, villain!"
Murong Fuqi suddenly plunged into the water and soaked in the cold water for a long time before he stabilized. Both Aju and Abi were shocked. They had never seen the elegant young master so rude.
After a long time, Abi dared to come closer, holding a note in her hand and handing it to Murong Fu, "Master, the shopkeeper said that the man left a note."
Murong Fu grabbed it and was about to tear it up. He caught a glimpse of the word "Yan" on it, and couldn't help but stop again. He unfolded it and took a closer look. It read: "The Chai family of Cangzhou contributed money and food; the Yanyun states restored the court."
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Murong Fu's complexion changed drastically.
He quickly got out of the water, freshened himself up, and changed his clothes.
"A'Zhu, go find Brother Deng quickly and tell him that you won't go to Shaolin Temple for now and let the four of them come to Yanziwu first."
In fact, Murong Fu originally planned to let the wind out, saying that he went to the Shaolin Temple to explain the recent "return to the body" tragedy, and that he was actually secretly working as a beggar gang with Xixia Yipintang. However, the restoration of the country was in front of him, and his original plan could not be taken into account.
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Although his martial arts and intelligence are not top-notch, especially as a rebel, his structure is even more pitiful, but there is one thing that the Murong family has taught from generation to generation, and that is "respect for talents." Three visits to thatched cottage Long Zhong hit three points
He can almost recite all the allusions from all over the world.
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Murong and his family were coming soon. When Murong Fu told them about the situation, except for Bao BuTong who still said "No, no", the other three were in awe.
"Four brothers, the most important thing now is to find this person first. Please use all the manpower at your disposal to search for him in Suzhou City with great fanfare."
"No, no. Master, search in a big way and waste a lot of money. It will be used for our restoration of the country. Don't waste any of it." Bao BuTong also told Murong Fu how to behave, "Let's find my aunt."
You can find local snakes in Sioux City faster and spend less money."
"Bao Bubu, do you want to rebel?"
Originally, Murong Fu was in a bad mood after being beaten and blackmailed, but Bao BuTong was still farting here, "You can beat me like a child in an instant, how can such an expert find him? You are not making such a big show just to find him,
But to let him know that we are looking for him!"
Seeing Murong Fu's anger, Bao BuTong did not dare to object. The four generals ordered them to leave, but before leaving, Bao BuTong kept muttering: "I think that person is just ordinary..."
"roll!"
Murong Fu picked up a tureen and threw it on Bao BuTong's back.
The four of them ran out quickly.
Yang Gui was using Murong Fu's token in another restaurant in Gusu City to cheat him out of food and drinks when he suddenly saw people beating gongs and drums all over the city with banners reading "Murong Fu of Gusu seeks to see the wise man holding the token".
I didn't take it seriously at first, but by nightfall, the news had spread all over the city.
The government bulletin board also posted a recruitment notice, and people in the streets were talking about it, wondering who could make the Murong family bow so low. The storytellers in the teahouses and restaurants were also talking about the news, and even the opera singers in the theater were talking about it.
The boss will also make a special mention before the curtain call.
This battle made Yang Gui sigh. Murong Fu didn't have much brains, but he was really determined to seek talents and restore his country. If Wanyan Gou, whom he gave away as a gift, had such thoughts, he would not have trouble in the future.
"Hey~ is it okay..."
Yang Gui originally wanted to go back to Dali to have fun, but what was the value of the fun that had been written in the book? Now that Murong Fu was seeking talents, he suddenly thought of something interesting.
He threw the sign on the counter of the restaurant, opened an upper room, and ate and drank as much as he wanted.
Murong Fu's desire to seek talents was indeed extraordinary. He threw the sign before dinner. While Yang Gui was digesting his food, Murong Fu had already arrived outside the inn.
"Your Excellency, Murong Fu sincerely pays his respects."
Murong Fu did not even bring four generals with him. To show his sincerity, he came alone and bowed respectfully outside the door to ask for permission.
He couldn't be disrespectful because he was afraid of getting beaten again.
"Xiao Fu, that's great. I just asked fifteen elbows to come over. Let's talk by candlelight at night."
Yang Gui's voice came from inside the door.
Murong Fu had a devilish look on his face. In order to maintain the deportment of a noble prince from the south of the Yangtze River, he usually ate very regularly, even going so far as to become a vegetarian. Let him eat fifteen elbows, which would be like killing him.
It's just that the great sage is right in front of him, and he has no sincerity, so how can he convince others? Murong Fu gently pushed the door open and said, "I'm sorry." He stepped into the room and saw Yang Gui bowing deeply.
"Murong Fu pays homage to Your Excellency."
Just as he was talking, the waiter came up with the elbow. Murong Fu closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and reached out to pick up the elbow in the huge three-layer food box.
After groping for a long time, he found that there was nothing in his hand. He opened his eyes in surprise and found that Yang Gui had already taken the pot. Yang Gui looked at Murong Fu while chewing the pot: "Look at what I'm doing. You want it too."
Eat? If you want to eat, just scream for it. No need to be polite to me, just like at home!"
It's hard to say whether Murong Fu is in a good or bad mood now. The good thing is that he doesn't have to force himself to gnaw on the greasy elbow. The bad thing is that this man seems a little confused about the big and small kings. It's just like at home, so you just have this meal
It’s all my money!
Yang Gui is also greedy. Although he is more than a hundred years old, his strength is getting stronger and stronger, but it is undeniable that his gastrointestinal digestion ability is getting weaker and weaker. Before leaving Changchun Valley, he had already had several
I haven't eaten this kind of meat in ten years.
"Your Excellency, I don't know..." Murong Fu waited beside Yang Gui to finish eating fifteen elbows. The suspicion in his eyes had turned into eagerness.
"Hey, wait a minute." Yang Gui stood up and stared at Murong Fu, "Hey, you have good internal strength. The dark circles under his eyes are almost gone."
"You!" Murong Fu has many advantages, but his shortcomings are also very obvious, that is, it is easy to break through the defense, especially when he is beaten by someone. Otherwise, there would not be one person who was beaten by Xiao Feng in the original work.
The tactics of capture made "Northern Qiao Feng, Southern Murong" a joke.
"Look, you are so impatient." Yang Gui looked like he hated iron, and punched Murong Fu in the eye again. Murong Fu turned pale with shock, stepped back quickly, and stretched out his hand to block his face.
But seeing that Yang Gui's fist was about to be blocked, he flipped his other hand, and suddenly several blue whip shadows appeared out of thin air, turning into substance and wrapping around Murong Fu's hand.
Murong Fu used a little force and tore off the wrapped whip shadow, but this time, his hand was already a step slower.
"boom!"
A punch hit the eye.
"I'll kill you!" Murong Fu's eyes were red. He rushed forward and wanted to fight Yang Gui. But he rushed so fast that he didn't realize that Yang Gui had clenched his other hand to support him when he was pushed back.
in front of me.
"boom!"
Murong Fu hit his other eye socket with Yang Gui's fist.
"ah!"
Murong Fu turned over and stood up, looking like a madman. Unexpectedly, a cold light shone in his eyes. He was startled. Thinking of the second punch he had just received, he thought that Yang Gui had another plot, so he quickly pulled away and retreated. Only then did he realize that
Yang Gui just held a bronze mirror in his hand and pointed it at himself.
"Ah this..."
Murong Fu was filled with embarrassment. He looked up and saw that his eyes in the mirror were intact and the dark circles had disappeared.
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"Look at you, with this little energy, how can you be a king?" Yang Gui's two punches were filled with the internal power of the "Healing Chapter" of the Nine Yin Manual. They hit Murong Fu's skin and instantly melted away.
Some bruises.
Murong Fu was startled, then his whole body was drenched in cold sweat.
He bowed sincerely and said, "Fairy, thank you sir for your teaching."
"Hey, you're welcome, you're welcome." Yang Gui smiled and patted Murong Fu on the shoulder. Children can still be taught. In this case, then...
"Come, let's create the Great Yan Empire together!"
"Thank you sir, Mr. Fude, great things are expected!" Murong Fu was overjoyed.
The ancestors of his Murong family have been common people for dozens of generations. Even the most amazing and talented Murong Longcheng, who created "The Stars Move", was just a small quarrel in the world of power, against Zhao Kuangyin.
The brilliant trend can only lead to a huge defeat and end in depression.
For several generations, they had been playing the same tricks, but no one could teach him how to be a monarch and how to have an imperial bearing.
When Yang Gui opened his mouth, Murong Fu's heart felt as if the clouds were clearing, and he was enlightened. He knew that this was a man who really had the skill of slaying dragons, and he wished he could worship Yang Gui as his ancestor on the spot.
"You have to know that this is the founding of a country, not the establishment of a sect. You want to be the emperor, not the leader of the martial arts alliance. This is completely different from your previous methods. You have to be prepared." Yang Gui said to Murong with a serious face.
Fu said: "To restore the country requires great courage and huge sacrifices. Can you bear it?"
"Fu, I will be shattered to pieces without any complaints!" Murong Fu said with determination on his face, "May I ask, sir, what should we do next?"
"What's next..." Yang Gui looked out the window and closed the window, "Go to sleep first."
"ah?"
The color on Murong Fu's face was fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.