Inside the mansion, Murong Fu came out holding a sword.
During this period of time, he has been guarding Huang Shang, appearing invisible and having no sense of existence.
A normal person would have been unable to bear it for a long time, but he was happy with this kind of life.
Because this is how they have been here for twenty-five years.
Huang Shang governs the world, and he practices martial arts, which is simple and fulfilling.
Huang Shang's goal is to destroy the Western Xia and Liao Kingdoms and help the Song Dynasty become prosperous and powerful. His goal is to complete the goal of the young master and at the same time pursue the supreme realm of martial arts.
Paranoid people often, after finding a goal, will pursue it until death.
This was the case with Murong Fu.
So what does fame and fortune have to do with him?
What does the power of the Flying Tiger Army have to do with him?
But today, an inexplicable sense of crisis seemed to envelope this mansion, and it had something to do with him!
Murong Fusheng was proud of his nature and did not want to ask for help. He stood in front of the waterside pavilion with a sword and stood ready to help.
"Fu'er, please be patient!"
Huang Shang's voice came from it: "Go to the front yard and receive the guests from afar for me!"
"yes!"
Murong Fu was a little surprised, but he knew that the master's arrangement must have a purpose, so he went to the front yard.
Instead of waiting for the enemy, a group of monks arrived.
"Amitabha! I have met the donor Murong!"
The eldest brother Xuanci, who took the lead, brought a group of eminent monks of the Xuan generation from Shaolin Temple and three hundred warrior monks to report to the Flying Tiger Army.
In fact, as early as the attack on Xixia, monks from Shaolin Temple participated in the war.
As a powerful force in the world, Shaolin Temple is the most obedient one.
They will be very obedient not only to the Song Dynasty, but also to all the rulers in charge of their land.
Therefore, in the later Southern Song Dynasty's "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", the Shaolin Temple, as the Beidou in the martial arts world, had almost no sense of existence, because the Shaolin Temple at that time was on the territory of the Jin Kingdom and Mongolia.
If the Shaolin Temple dared to appear as a positive sect and be selfless at that time, they would have been destroyed by those in power long ago.
In the same way, the Song Dynasty is destroying Xixia and wants to destroy the Liao Kingdom. If the Shaolin Temple dares to cross the water, how can it enjoy the farmland tenants who do not pay taxes in the future?
"I have met many eminent monks!"
Given the status of the group of people in the Shaolin Temple, even Xuanci was not qualified to see Huang Shang, so it was appropriate for Murong Fu to receive them.
He was neither arrogant nor humble, and the martial arts attainments he showed in every gesture made the eminent monks of the Xuan generation secretly frightened, but they didn't know that Murong Fu was also a little strange.
Because among this group of monks, there was an old man and a young man who were out of place.
The old man is a skinny monk wearing a green robe. His attire looks like that of a serving monk in the Shaolin Temple. He is very old, and his few sparse long beards are all gray. He moves slowly and has no energy.
There is no master's momentum at all.
The young one is a little monk. His appearance is hard to describe, but his eyes are bright and his energy is deep. He is actually a rare master.
"This is Xu Zhu, a junior disciple of our temple. He had an unexpected encounter, and thanks to the guidance of his seniors in our temple, his martial arts cultivation is truly superior to mine!"
Seeing Murong Fu's attention, Xuanci introduced him to avoid misunderstanding.
"I have met Mr. Murong."
The ugly-looking Xu Zhu took a step forward, a little embarrassed.
"You haven't asked your seniors for their surnames yet?"
Murong Fu nodded, but his attention completely turned to the old monk, with a fighting spirit in his eyes.
Although Xu Zhu was strong, Murong Fu was sure of defeating him. However, this old monk was ordinary at first sight, but the more he looked at him, the more unfathomable he became.
In the current world, except for the young master and the old Taoist who followed the young master in the past, no one gave him such a feeling.
And this realm is exactly what he yearns for.
"Amitabha!"
The green-robed monk looked at Murong Fu and whispered the Buddha's name. He didn't say a word, but it was like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, beating in his heart.
"Master, what a trick!"
But Murong Fu's whole body was shaken, and the fighting spirit in his heart was still high, but his eyes were a little sarcastic: "But it's useless, not everyone is a Buddhist."
Although he has never seen the methods of Buddhism, he stayed with the young master and was influenced by his ears and eyes. How could he be swayed by this mere spiritual influence?
The green-robed monk saw no waves in the ancient well, and turned to look at the backyard, clasping his hands together and remaining silent.
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at the same time.
In an abandoned mansion in Xingqing Mansion.
Nine figures with powerful auras stood, and in front of them was the picture transmitted by the drone, which was aimed at the Shaolin Temple and the group.
When they saw the old monk in green robes, the nine star powerhouses from the Liao camp all fell silent, and the air became so quiet.
Your sister, the sweeping monk! This is the sweeping monk!
Why did you leave the Sutra Pavilion and come all the way here?
Sweeping monk and Huang Shang, the two great masters of the world, actually got together?
In the gold world, there are only five people who will appear in the plot. Why not call Xiaoyaozi too?
Not to mention the roar in my heart, the facts were before my eyes, and my originally confident fighting spirit was instantly poured down by a basin of cold water.
Under the arrangement of the main temple, the Liao Kingdom has the largest number of star powerhouses, with a total of fourteen, of which five are peacemakers and nine are warlords.
Although in terms of strength, the nine main battlers are not as good as the first batch of nine one-star peak players, they are still confident after forming an alliance and do not take any plot characters to heart.
Although the Song Dynasty has an absolute advantage this time, we don't care about the national level. The star-level strong ones just want to be unruly. If you surrender, you will surrender. Wouldn't it make us lose face?
"Surrender! This job is impossible!"
A man with a lean build and meticulous care of his body resolutely gave up his dignity and started to call it a day.
This man originally stood in the center, surrounded by stars, and was debugging a Barrett sniper rifle. His five fingers were gently wiped on the gun body, and streams of light flowed out.
But now he divided the sniper rifle three times, put it into the tool box, picked up the box and walked out.
When the others saw it, their expressions changed, and they stepped forward to stop him: "Ah Wei! What do you want to do?"
Ah Wei shrugged: "I wanted to become a swordsman, but unfortunately I went astray and used a sniper rifle. But the mistake can be corrected. When I go back, I will change to a samurai sword, the most handsome one!"
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"I didn't ask you this!"
Everyone had a dark line: "You are a key part of the plan. We will force Huang Shang to the sniper point and restrict his movements. You will make a killing shot. Then the master, as long as there is no protective aura, flesh and blood
Even if your body is shot in the head, you will definitely die! You can't back down!"
Blasting the head of a powerful person with a gun has happened more than once in the world of heavens.
But the whole process is by no means that simple.
An unstarred reincarnator, armed with a pistol, arrives in a world of low martial arts and low demons, casually kills emperors, ministers, and knight lords with one shot, and reaps rewards without hesitation. That is in a dream.
The main temple also hopes that this is the case, and that the reincarnators on the technological side can sweep across the world. After all, compared to the improvement of the reincarnators' personal strength, external weapons are much simpler.
But the world of heaven and earth will not let it go as expected. Although technological weapons can play a role in the ancient world, even the physical rules are different in different heaven and earth energies. Either the power will be much reduced, or it will take a long time to adjust and adapt.
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For example, the Barrett in Ah Wei's hands has gone through certain magical modifications and spent a lot of time and effort to have the headshot-killing ability it has now.
This early investment model is unacceptable to many reincarnators.
Reincarnators like to make quick money and see tangible gains soon after investing. Few people are willing to work hard for several months just for the thrill of the last shot.
If you can get a headshot, that's fine, but what if there's an accident?
In a world where accidents can happen at any time, you have spent a lot of preliminary preparations, and if something goes wrong in the end, not only will you suffer a huge loss, but you may also lose your life.
That's how it is now. Ah Wei said earnestly: "Ah Wei has been dying all day long, but I don't want to die. Now that the two masters are together, you won't be able to see Huang Shang's face at all, and you will be swept away by the sweeping monk and all the eminent monks of the Shaolin Temple."
Take it down and accept the reality, this assassination is useless, and no matter how high the mission reward is, it will be useless."
Everyone looked ugly. Several people shook their heads and decided to give up. But some saw Ah Wei striding out and shouted from behind: "Then your hard work these few months has been in vain? Go and kill the little guy casually."
Finished?"
Ah Wei paused when he heard this and suddenly turned around: "You're right, all this hard work cannot be in vain. I'm going to kill Yelu Hongji's head and seize the lead in defeating the Liao Dynasty in the Song Dynasty. Which of you will do it?"
Whoosh!
After a brief silence, everyone raised their hands.
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(Reincarnation [Ah Wei] is provided by book friend "Qiu Gen Qi".)