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Dawn breaks through the night sky.

The warbling of orioles awakens the sleeping people.

Kumārajīva opened his eyes and greeted Murong Fu, "Young Master Li, did you rest well last night?"

Murong Fu shook his head: "No, I can't sleep soundly without my beloved wife by my side."

"..." Kumārajīva was stunned. You're really direct!

Beside him stood Duan Yu, his eyes filled with weariness.

Duan Yu was immobilized and rendered mute by Kumārajīva's acupoints, and then bound with rattan, looking like a rice dumpling.

Even so, he was still trying to escape, but his unreliable internal energy was ineffective; he couldn't even break through his acupoints.

The three hurried on their way to the apricot grove.

Kumārajīva would occasionally strike up a conversation with Murong Fu, hoping to glean more martial arts secrets from him.

Kumārajīva discovered that there was no secret in the martial arts world of Kyushu that "Young Master Li" did not know.

Murong Fu said in a serious tone, "Master, your martial arts are stuck at the late stage of Grandmaster and cannot make any progress. In my opinion, it is because you have not severed the root of your troubles."

"ah?"

Kumārajīva was stunned.

"You were born a monk, yet you indulge in drinking, gambling, and whoring. You disregard all the precepts of Buddhism and have completely lost your true nature. How can you possibly attain enlightenment under such circumstances?"

Murong Fu said earnestly, “I suggest that you either leave Buddhism or get rid of the root of your afflictions. Either way, it will help you directly reach the Great Path.”

Murong Fu pondered for a moment and then said, "By the way, I once met a third-generation disciple in the Quanzhen Sect. After eliminating the root of afflictions, he devoted himself to the Dao and achieved the Great Dao. He was a Grandmaster at a young age."

"How could someone be so ruthless!"

Kumārajīva was shocked.

Although he didn't use it often, he couldn't bear to part with this precious treasure. He never expected that there would be such a ruthless Taoist priest!

Duan Yu was also stunned. He didn't know that getting rid of the root of troubles had so many benefits.

etc!

Don't let your imagination run wild!

Duan Yu quickly shook his head, banishing the unreliable idea from his mind.

"This humble monk still believes there are other ways. Thank you for your suggestion, Young Master Li." Although Kumārajīva did not agree with Murong Fu's words, he did not refute them. Since someone had attained enlightenment through this method, it must be a feasible one.

It was evening.

The three arrived at a city.

This is a small town with few buildings, but it has a lot of wandering martial arts practitioners.

The town's only inn was packed with people.

As soon as Murong Fu entered the inn, he heard a chorus of voices, some of which concerned him.

"Have you all heard? Ma Dayuan, the vice leader of the Northern Beggars' Clan, died from his own signature move, the 'Throat Lock Grappling Hand.' Only Murong Nan could do that, using the same technique against him!"

"How come I heard that he was killed by Li Feiyu, a rogue cultivator from overseas?"

"You don't know anything. Back then, the leader of the Beggars' Sect's Suzhou branch, along with eighteen other sects, totaling more than three thousand people, went to Yanziwu to seek justice, but they were all killed by Nan Murong. Afterwards, Ma Dayuan also went to seek justice, but he was also killed by Nan Murong."

"Hiss! Nan Murong is terrifyingly powerful!"

"I heard that Li Feiyu was fighting with Ma Dayuan for Madam Ma, so he came to their door and killed Ma Dayuan and many members of the Beggars' Clan."

"..."

These people spoke with such conviction that if it weren't for Murong Fu or Li Feiyu, he might have actually believed them.

Duan Yu stared wide-eyed at "Li Feiyu" in disbelief. This young master Li already had Miss Zhong Ling, yet he still went to compete for Madam Ma!

That's immoral!

Kumārajīva clicked his tongue and said, "Interesting, Young Master Li, when did you kill that scoundrel Ma Dayuan?"

Upon hearing Kumārajīva's words, everyone turned to look at him in astonishment.

"Li Feiyu, the murderer and arsonist!"

"As handsome as Pan An, and extremely dashing, he truly is Li Feiyu!"

"Master Li, we were just joking, don't take it seriously."

"That's right, that's right! Li Feiyu, you are a renowned righteous man in the martial arts world of Kyushu!"

Everyone quickly changed their tune and smiled apologetically.

"roll!"

Murong Fu remained expressionless and gave a cold shout.

Everyone stood up.

Just as they were about to step out the door, Murong Fu called out again, "Wait!"

Everyone stood there, stunned: "Master Li, is there anything else?"

Murong Fu said coldly, "You don't need to pay for your meal? Pay first!"

"Yes, yes, yes! I'll give you the money right away!"

Everyone quickly pulled out their silver and fled in panic.

The inn suddenly became quiet.

The innkeeper, beaming with delight at the sight of the table piled high with silver, exclaimed, "Master Li, please have a seat! Waiter, bring us the best food!"

Kumārajīva put his hands together and said, "Young Master Li's reputation is widespread, and I admire him greatly."

Murong Fu said indifferently, "It's just an empty reputation, not even worth a fraction of what the Master holds in the Buddha's heart."

Kumārajīva's expression froze. This "Li Feiyu" was indirectly criticizing him for lacking a Buddhist heart!

The three of them sat down.

The waiter served tea, and soon began serving the dishes.

Murong Fu said, "Master, you eat first."

Kumārajīva asked, "Oh? Why?"

Murong Fu said frankly, "If the food is poisoned, Master can go to the Western Paradise to see Buddha, and I can also serve as a warning, a double blessing."

"******"

Duan Yu's eyes widened. Is this how "double happiness" is used?

Kumārajīva's face stiffened, and with a dry laugh, he took out a silver needle and put it into the food to test for poison.

Murong Fu said, "I've heard that true masters of poison don't poison the food itself, but rather smear poison on the bowls and chopsticks. What you're doing won't work."

The shopkeeper said stiffly, "Master Li, our shop is a small business, how could we possibly engage in such shady dealings?"

"Really? Then why are you nervous?"

Murong Fu shrugged, looking at his trembling hands.

"I'm just... just..."

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