I, the son of Yang Guo, kidnapped Zhang Sanfeng and traveled across the heavens Chapter 72 There are not many people in the world who can tie with the poor monk.
Chapter 72 There are not many people in the world who can tie with the poor monk.
Chapter 72 There are not many people in the world who can tie with the poor monk.
"Come, let me see!"
The next day.
"Mr. Yang, please."
In the secret room of Shishui Pavilion, Murong Fu presented two volumes.
One records the troops and horses they can command, and the other records money and food.
"That's it?" Yang Gui couldn't stand it anymore. It's not as good as when he raided a Tatar prefect who was powerful. Why do you still want to rebel?
"Mr. Yang, the Murong family is really... in a difficult situation!"
Murong Fu had a sad look on his face. It was not because he was poor, but because Yang Gui wanted to go to bed yesterday and kicked him out of the room. There was no spare room in the inn, so he had to rush back to Yanziwu overnight. However, he did not follow him when he came out.
No one said hello, so there were no boats on the shore.
When Aju Abi saw a human head floating on the water under the covered bridge, she almost thought she was seeing a ghost. She was so frightened that she ran away in all directions. Her screams attracted the entire Yanziwu people. Murong Fu had never felt so many stares in his life.
The next day, Yang Guilai said, "If you become a great treasure in the future, sooner or later there will be so many courtiers staring at you. It's unbearable. How can you be an emperor in the future?"
Yang Gui lived in Shenhe Village and taught Murong Fu some basic ways of being a king every day. While looking at the Murong family's account books and power map, he copied Murong Fu's plans for the world.
It lasted more than a month. In the past month, Murong Fu had gone from doubting Yang Gui to fanatical belief. Now even if Yang Gui asked him to rush into the Kaifeng Palace to kill the emperor, he would probably not refuse.
Even Zhang Sanfeng's borrowing skills that day were too deep, so he directly took out the family's "Fights and Stars" and asked Yang Gui for advice.
Yang Gui looked at Murong Fu with pity in his eyes. This stupid boy still wanted to be the emperor, let alone Zhu Yuanzhang, Chen Youliang, Zhang Shicheng and other tycoons who really competed for world supremacy. Even Li Shanchang and Hu Weiyong were more capable and intelligent than him.
high.
We really want this silly boy to become the emperor, and we must not let the courtiers play to death. But this is also what Yang Gui values about Murong Fu. As a villain in the original work, he is nothing more than unjust, ruthless, and killing his neighbors.
Compared with the bad things he did, he was a saint compared to Zhu Yuanzhang.
"There is too little money. You pack it up and come north with me. I will take you to get the money." It is hard for a clever woman to make a living without rice. The Murong family can squander this little money for two lifetimes, but if it is used to recruit soldiers and bribe courtiers, it will cost more.
It will be spent in less than ten days.
"Ah? Where are you going?" Murong Fu's eyes were dull. He was born and raised in the south of the Yangtze River. The money and food for the soldiers and horses in the north were all managed by his father under the pseudonym Yan Longyuan. When he handed it over to Murong Fu, he still
He thought it was a gift from nature. With this intelligence, he still wanted to be an emperor.
Yang Gui said helplessly: "Didn't I say so in the note I gave you yesterday? Go to the Chai family in Hebei first. The old Zhao family is quite interesting. The descendants of Chai Rong will not be killed even if they rebel in person. This group of people usually likes it.
Collect people from the world and amass wealth."
Chai Jin even surrendered to Liangshan, but he was not killed. This shows that although the emperor of the old Zhao family is soft, he is indeed much more humane than the emperor of the old Zhu family.
Therefore, Lao Chai's family has nothing to fear, and every generation is similar to Chai Jin. The area around Lao Chai's family is a piece of iron barrels, a country within a country, and what can the local government do if the emperor comes? It doesn't work.
"Your Murong family has accumulated over several generations, has martial arts, a small amount of money, arrangements, and a small number of men. It is easy to match the value of the Chai family. Then use the same life experience as an entry point to attract the same hatred and hatred."
Yang Gui pointed to Murong Fu's two account books and said: "Old Zhao's strategy is very useful. It seems stupid and lenient, but in fact it has corroded the ambitions of the Chai family. They are more willing to be in the Song Dynasty and don't have to worry about anything.
A nameless king with a different surname. So by joining the Chai family, you can not only gain the support of the most powerful and well-connected legal consortium in the Song Dynasty, but also have a competitor who needs to be on guard at any time."
"Wonderful sir!" Murong Fu just knelt down and kowtowed to Yang Gui. This was a strange path they had never imagined. "Sir, what you said today is as good as Zhuge Kong Minglong's duet, and it will go down in history!"
"Secondly, you have to move your home. Rebellion from Jiangnan will definitely not work..."
Yang Gui and Murong Fu were planning carefully in the secret room when they suddenly heard the sound of ping-pong coming from the front hall of Yanziwu, breaking many things.
"what happened?"
Murong Fu's face was full of anger. Listening to Yang Gui's description, he was already immersed in the fantasy of conquering the world. Suddenly someone interrupted, which made him feel very bad.
"What I taught you is that the person who achieves great things will collapse in front of him without even blinking. Bring the map."
Yang Gui directed Murong Fu to bring a map and traced it with his finger: "Look, your father chose the richest land in the south of the Yangtze River back then. He thought that with the wealth everywhere, it would be easy to gather funds for rebellion. But he forgot one thing, in this place
Under the circumstances, the local wealthy people in the south of the Yangtze River are too rich, just like the Chai family, they neither want to rebel nor have a pattern, they just want to guard their own one-third of an acre and become kings with different surnames."
"Ping ping ping pong!"
The sounds of smashing and smashing gradually came closer, and Yang Gui's voice was almost suppressed.
"Hey!" Murong Fu once again planned to go out and teach these ignorant servants a lesson.
"Is it more important to restore the country or to vent one's emotions?" Yang Gui gave Murong Fu a cold look.
"Please, please, please." Murong Fu motioned to Yang Gui to continue.
"That's right. This place in Jiangnan is too comfortable. Even if your old Murong family still has great ambitions, can the soldiers you recruit ensure that he can have them? And the most important thing is that there are no horses in Jiangnan!"
"Ping ping ping pong!" The sound of smashing came closer.
"It's not over yet, just pay it back!" Yang Gui finally took action.
"Boom!"
Before Yang Gui could get angry, there was a loud noise, the door of the secret room shattered out of thin air, and a monk wearing yellow robes walked in.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! This man is less than fifty years old, clothed in civilian clothes and wearing sandals, with a bright face, and there seems to be a faint light flowing, just like a bright jewel, it shines naturally. He is now
With an angry look on his face, the monk's robe moved without any wind. It was obvious that the noise outside just now was caused by him.
As soon as he saw Yang Gui and Murong Fu, his face immediately lit up with joy. "Amitabha, I'm a poor monk. There is no one else in Shenhe Village. I didn't expect there are two of them hiding here. Hey, you two, do you know that Shi Shui Pavilion is there?"
where?"
Yang Gui and Murong Fu looked at each other.
"I can't come. We were just passing by." Seeing the clear stupidity in Murong Fu's eyes, Yang Gui sighed and decided to come by himself.
"Hahaha, you two can hide in such a secret room, you must be important members of the Murong family, and you are pretending to be a coward with a poor monk!"
The monk sneered slightly and stretched out his hand to strike, "I see you, poor monk, won't shed tears until you see the coffin!"
A blazing invisible sword energy slashed through the air, Yang Gui dodged sideways, the sword energy flew past him, and he could even feel the high temperature above.
"boom!"
The Bogu rack behind him was split open and scattered all over the floor.
"Oh, flaming knife?" Yang Gui's eyes lit up, and he felt the familiar internal power of three chakras and seven chakras from it, "You are Jiumozhi!"
"Huh? I didn't expect that there are people in Shenhe Village who recognize this poor monk."
This monk is none other than the Tubo State Master, the master of the Nyingma sect, and Maharaja Jiumozhi.
Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng left Dali and did not get involved in the mess in Dali. Things developed just like the original work, and a Zhengchun large-scale family ethics comedy was staged. Jiumozhi attacked Tianlong Temple and tried to rob the Six Meridians God.
Sword manual.
Duan Yu's six swords flew together, which made Jiumozhi very happy. After catching Duan Yu, he came to Shenhe Village in exchange for martial arts secrets.
This monk did have a friendship with Murong Bo, and he originally wanted to exchange secret books. However, when he came to Shenhe Village, he found that not only Murong Bo had "died", but Murong Fu also disappeared, so he began to think of robbing him.
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Yang Gui and Murong Fu were plotting something big in the secret room of Huanshi Shui Pavilion, but no one told them. A'Zhu Abi used a clever trick to escape with Duan Yu in a rowing boat. Jiumo didn't know the nature of water and couldn't paddle, so he could only force him to do so.
The servants of the Murong family led him to Shenhe Village, but even if they threatened their lives, none of the servants succumbed.
In a rage, he simply used a flaming knife to chop and destroy everything, trying to find the real room that contained the secret room.
After searching all the way, they finally arrived in front of Yang Gui and Murong Fu.
When he heard Yang Gui's words, he couldn't help but feel even more happy: "Others don't know who I am, but you know my identity and my martial arts skills. It seems that you must be an important person in the Murong family. Tell the Buddha honestly where Shi Shui Pavilion is."
Well, Buddha can spare your life."
Yang Gui was amused, and turned to Murong Fu and said, "Xiao Fu, do you still remember how you were beaten that night?"
"I can't forget it," Murong Fu said through gritted teeth.
"Then let's arrange a match for him." Before Yang Gui finished speaking, he seemed to have shrunk to an inch. In one step, he was already in front of Jiumozhi, almost face to face with him.
Jiumozhi was shocked. He never expected that these two pretty boys could be so fast. He quickly backed away, trying to distance himself. He flicked his fingers continuously, using his left hand to "do Luoye Zhi" and his right hand to "nianhuazhi" to directly hit Yang.
Control the vital points of the body.
Yang Gui raised his hand and a wave exploded.
Jiumozhi was even more frightened in his heart. He kept retreating, poking and poking with his fingers, using the "Shadowless Calamity Finger", "Trouble Removing Finger", and "Maha Finger". Countless finger movements were like a barrage of machine guns.
, flying all over the sky.
Yang Gui flexed his fingers with both hands and used his magical power to exert his magical power, canceling out Jiumozhi's finger power one by one.
"how?"
Jiumozhi never expected that when he bumped into someone, he could completely ignore the power of Shaolin's seventy-two stunts. He wanted to retreat, but found that the floor behind him was gone, and there was water behind him.
He was not good at water and did not dare to retreat. It must be said that he was Jiumozhi. To survive in a desperate situation, he tiptoed a little and flipped behind Yang Gui with a somersault in the air.
Unexpectedly, when he was in mid-air, he felt a strong gust of wind blowing towards him. Murong Fu had been waiting on the rafters. Seeing him rising up, he immediately pounced on him from a high position.
Murong Fu's encyclopedia of martial arts. In one moment, Jiumozhi was struck with the Luoyan Fist, the Chain Knife, the Flying Swallow Finger, the Liuhe Zhang of the Arms, the Lingbao Palm, and the Flying Flying Leg. It was like a violent storm hitting Jiumozhi.
In an instant, he was hit with seventeen or eight different martial arts combos.
Before Jiumozhi could protect his head and face, Yang Gui's attack from below also came, raising his hand to attack in several waves.
It must also be said that he is the Great Wheel Ming King. There are not many people in the world who can fight with him. He held his breath for a while and resisted several attacks from Murong Fu. His whole body seemed to have grown eight arms, and he kept using his palms to fight against the two of them.
attack.
What is the Thousand-Armed Tathagata Palm and which one is called the Powerful Vajra Palm? What is the Sumeru Palm, the Great Skanda Pestle, the Burning Wood Knife Technique, the Great Vajra Fist, the Good Brave Fist, and the Kasaya Demon Subduing Technique? They were all punched out, and the palm power and fist wind filled the room.
, there seems to be an extra Thousand-Armed Guanyin in mid-air.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Yang Gui praised him while typing his tongue again: "If you don't say that he is the Tubo Imperial Master, he has a job on his hands. Xiaofu, look at what he did, and then look at it
Are you able to use all your martial arts skills?"
Murong Fu was ashamed. But under Yang Gui's torture for a month, he was finally forced to increase his resistance to trash talk, and it was no longer so easy to break his defense. He calmed down and used both hands to perform the family tradition of "Dou Zhuan Xing Shi Shi".
Collect the power of Jiumozhi's air-splitting palms that escaped mid-air, work together, and hit Jiumozhi head-on.
"ah!"
Jiumozhi roared angrily, exhausted all his inner strength, and used the "Flame Sword" that he had refined for decades to reach its maximum power, and slashed out with one strike.
The invisible sword energy cut off Murong Fu's air mass, and before its remaining power was exhausted, it rushed straight towards Murong Fu.
Murong Fu quickly turned around and dodged. The scorching sword energy flew past his ears, cutting off several of his hairs, and then with a "click" sound, it cut through the roof and flew into the air.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Turtle Style Qigong!"
Jiumozhi solved Murong Fu's crisis above, but there was still Yang Gui below. He put his hands together, and a shock wave hit Jiumozhi from the back door. Thanks to Yang Gui's copycat Qigong, if the demon
By shining the light and killing the cannon, Jiumozhi will be able to make skewers of barbecue chicken today.
"puff!"
Jiumozhi was hit by the shock wave, and his body was thrown away from Lao Gao. He flew out along the roof that his flaming knife had cut through just now. A large mouthful of blood spurted out in mid-air, and he fell into the water and fell unconscious.
It was Yang Gui who fished it out for him with a blue silver hand.
"You see, you have to use tactics when fighting." Yang Gui proudly educated Murong Fu.
Murong Fu's eyes twitched as he watched, "You call this tactics? You call this shameless!"
Yang Gui estimated that his strength at this time was about the same as that of Xiao Feng and his son, Murong Bo, and Xiaoyao. He was even better than Jiumozhi, who had not learned Xiaowuxiang Kung Fu. Even so, it would not be easy to defeat him. Unfortunately, it was not easy to defeat him.
He showed no respect for martial arts and teamed up with Murong Fu to attack him secretly and beat the master unconscious without much effort.
"Hey, that's right. Don't challenge him alone when you can besiege him. Don't be empty-handed if you can use weapons. Don't fight a fair duel if you can sneak attack and poison him. It's best to kill him with a dump truck one day in advance. This is the struggle for hegemony.
All under heaven!"
Yang Gui was satisfied and began to teach Murong Fu how to corrupt martial ethics. Murong Fu was not a good old man like Zhang Wuji. He corrupted his morals for ten years after listening to Yang Gui's words. No one knew that from this moment on, Murong Fu's combat effectiveness skyrocketed.
Yang Gui looked at Jiumozhi and suddenly remembered something. He just said that Jiumozhi hadn't come yet?
At this moment, an angry female voice interrupted Yang Gui and Murong Fu's post-war summary.