Branching Out in the Martial Universe

(Martial Arts Compilation + Murong Fu + Branching Out + Many Children Bring Happiness + Decisive Violence + Mindless)

Murong Fu transmigrates for twenty years; his young cousin gives birth to...

Chapter 21 is a bit of a laughing stock! Keep crying, we won't laugh at you.

"Congratulations, Master Xuannan, on your great enlightenment! You have achieved the Dao!" Murong Fu said, clasping his hands together.

"Though one may be in a Buddhist temple, one's heart may be devoid of Buddhist teachings; though one may be in the government or the countryside, one's heart may still be with the Buddha. The Buddha is everywhere. Returning to secular life does not mean one does not comprehend the Dharma, but rather one returns to one's true nature, taking one's Buddha-nature a step further."

Xuan Nan suddenly realized something again, and his cultivation level of the early stage of Grandmaster slowly broke through. His aura rippled around him, and he became the middle stage of Grandmaster!

"You've already broken through? This is even possible?"

Everyone was stunned once again.

"Amitabha!" Xuan Nan, without sorrow or joy, bowed to Murong Fu and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Young Master Murong! This humble monk owes you a favor."

"Master Xuannan, you're too kind."

Murong Fu smiled faintly, concealing his achievements and fame.

Su Xinghe took a deep look at Murong Fu. This boy had extraordinary comprehension and top-notch looks. If he could solve the Zhenlong Chess Game, he could inherit his master's mantle.

Su Xinghe rearranged the chessboard and asked, "Is there anyone else who would like to try the Zhenlong Chess Game?"

Kumārajīva stepped forward: "This humble monk would like to give it a try."

"Can."

Su Xinghe did not refuse him just because he was a Tibetan monk.

Kumārajīva sat down, picked up a chess piece, but couldn't make a move, because no matter where he placed it, it would be a dead end. "Mr. Su, this is a dead end."

Off the field, Duan Yu deliberately shouted, "Master Kumārajīva, if you're bad, practice more. If you don't know how, get up."

"You little brat..."

Kumārajīva glared at Duan Yu.

Duan Yu made a face and hid behind Murong Fu.

Kumārajīva took a deep breath, but ultimately did not place a single piece. He stood up and said, "I concede."

Murong Fu turned to Lu Xiaofeng and said, "Master Lu, how good are your chess skills?"

Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard, smiled and shook his head: "I only know how to drink, I don't like playing chess, but I have a friend who really likes playing chess, it's a pity he's not here today."

Murong Fu asked, "Are you talking about Hua Manlou, the great swordsman?"

Lu Xiaofeng was surprised and said, "Young Master Murong actually knows Hua Manlou. He doesn't like to join in the fun like I do."

Murong Fu said, "I know a little about all the major powers in the world, and I naturally recognize Hua Manlou, the eldest son of the Hua family in Daming Prefecture."

Duan Yu suddenly said, "Really? I don't believe it."

Murong Fu turned to look at Duan Yu.

Duan Yu immediately covered his mouth, wondering why he had been so sarcastic. Where had he picked up this bad habit?