Chapter 180 I Laugh at Your Dad

Under normal circumstances, with Murong Fu's reputation, he would never bother with a girl.

But now he was full of anger.

This is because at the end of last year, Sima Wei, the leader of Qingcheng Sect, and Ke Baisui, the leader of Funiu Sect, both died from their own unique skills. It is said that it was done by Gusu Murong Fu who "returned the favor in their own way".

Murong Fu not only did not care about this, but also felt that it was a move to enhance his reputation, which was a good thing.

However, with the death of Shaolin Temple's Master Xuanbei and Beggar Gang's deputy leader Ma Dayuan, Murong Fu could no longer sit still.

Shaolin Temple is the largest sect in the world, and the Beggars' Sect is the largest gang in the world. How can Murong Fu afford to offend them? If this matter is not clarified, let alone restoring the country, the Murong family will not be able to survive in the martial arts world.

Murong Fu had no choice but to leave Yanziwu to investigate the truth. Later, he happened to meet Xixia's General Helian Tieshu, who was leading the masters of Xixia Yipintang to make trouble for the Beggars' Sect. He used the poison "Beisu Qingfeng" to capture them all.

The only ones who escaped were Duan Yu, who was immune to all poisons, and his fairy sister Wang Yuyan. Murong Fu disguised himself as Li Yanzong and played a trick on Duan Yu in a mill outside Wuxi. He wanted to kill him, but he didn't do it for Wang Yuyan's sake.

But Wang Yuyan revealed in her words that his martial arts skills were not as good as Qiao Feng's, and she even said that he only needed to teach Duan Yu for three years before he could defeat her.

Murong Fu had always been proud and arrogant, so he felt very upset and unhappy when he heard this. However, his cousin did not know that Li Yanzong was Murong Fu, so she could not get angry.

Unexpectedly, another Feng Yi appeared in Juxian Manor, and the sentence "Murong Fu is not worthy of me, Feng Yi, to benefit from it" spread widely.

Because the names of "Murong of the South and Qiao Feng of the North" are very famous in the martial arts world, and they can be said to be the top names in the martial arts world.

Feng Yi helped Qiao Feng to belittle Murong, which not only allowed Qiao Feng to suppress him, but also revealed that Feng Yi was not afraid of Murong.

Murong Fu's life was not pleasant to begin with. First, he was scolded by his aunt, Mrs. Wang, who said that the collection of books in the Murong family's "Huanshi Shuige" was not as many as that in their Wang family's "Langhuan Yudong". She also said that his family's attempt to revive the Yan Kingdom was beyond their capabilities. Finally, his family was confiscated and his property was exterminated. He was even looked down upon by his cousin Wang Yuyan for his martial arts skills, and was surpassed by Qiao Feng.

Moreover, Qiao Feng's reputation in the martial arts world is obvious to all. Not to mention anything else, just before he took over as the leader of the gang, when he defeated nine powerful enemies in a row at Mount Tai, he was only a twenty year old.

However, although Murong Fu is famous, he is more mysterious than famous, and the little deterrent power he has is due to Murong Bo in the past.

Because Murong Fu had never done anything to show his face in the martial arts world, there were only rumors. But rumors could only fool outsiders, and Mrs. Wang and her daughter Wang Yuyan looked down on his martial arts.

It was the death of Shaolin Master Xuanbei that Wang Yuyan once revealed to an outsider, Duan Yu, that Murong Fu did not have that kind of skill. One can imagine what he was like under normal circumstances.

Therefore, Murong Fu was actually living his life in silence, and only acted as if he was not bothered by anything to his subordinates and close friends in order to show his magnanimity.

Of course, Qiao Feng has been famous for many years, and the mother and daughter of the Wang family are relatives, that's all.

I never thought that Feng Yi, who was penniless, would dare to say such outrageous words in Juxian Manor.

You have to know that Juxian Manor is home to hundreds of heroes from all over the country. If Feng Yi's casual words "Murong Fu is not worthy of me, Feng Yi, to gain honor from him" spread out, all kinds of things would be said about him.

As a top figure in the martial arts world, Murong Fu is often surrounded by rumors. Feng Yi's words naturally caused everyone to point fingers at Murong Fu behind his back.

It’s just like in modern society, if you insult a popular star on the Internet with details, you will inevitably get a lot of traffic.

However, Murong Fu was committed to the cause of restoring his country, and his reputation was an indispensable asset for his future uprising, which made him feel difficult to live. Therefore, after picking up his cousin and A-Bi near the Shaolin Temple in Henan, they both covered their faces with bamboo hats.

Because he was deeply ashamed, he secretly made up his mind that if he didn't deal with Feng Yi and save his face, how could he face his fellow martial artists?

Who would have thought that a little girl in Fanlou would dare to speak rudely to him? He was furious to the extreme.

If Murong Fu had not heard that Huang Wan'er was a young girl and had been somewhat concerned about her identity, he would have greeted her long ago.

However, when Murong Fu turned around, his eyes fell on Feng Yi's face. He saw that his sword-like eyebrows were fluttering into his temples, his eyes were bright as stars, and he was handsome. He was startled and asked, "Who are you?"

Feng Yi smiled slightly but did not answer. He stood up and said, "Brother, why bother with a girl? There is no gain or loss of status. Let's go!" He took Huang Wan'er's arm and was about to leave.

The food and wine Huang Wan'er ordered hadn't been served yet. She thought, "Why are they leaving now? Didn't my eldest brother say that there are only one or two people in the world who can hurt him? Could this person be one of them?"

Feng Yi knew that Murong Fu was arrogant and would not yield to anyone. He was not convinced by Qiao Feng, who was as famous as himself. What's more, he was not as famous as him. But he didn't want to conflict with him today! Murong Fu was about to speak, but he heard the old man say: "There is a strand of white hair on his forehead, and he is so handsome, don't you recognize him? You'd better treat these eyes as bubbles!"

Feng Yi's eyes flashed with coldness, but it disappeared in an instant. He stopped and glanced at the old man, thinking: "Could this old man be Murong Bo?"

Murong Fu is also a smart man. After listening to the old man's words, he understood. He looked at Huang Wan'er and sneered, "It turned out that it was the hero Feng Yifeng in person. No wonder a mere woman dared to be so arrogant. Gusu Murong Fu invites you!"

As he spoke, he stood up and put his hat on the table. Dozens of eyes from upstairs were cast at him. They saw that he was about twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, a bright expression, and extraordinary handsomeness. The woman beside him was even more beautiful and extraordinary. They couldn't help but praise him.

Feng Yi then looked at Murong Fu and smiled slightly: "So it's the famous Mr. Murong. I am so disrespectful for not recognizing you."

Others thought it was normal, but those who knew Feng Yi's name were all surprised, because it was rumored in the martial arts world that Feng Yi was arrogant and domineering, killing Yun Zhonghe without a word and looking down on Murong Fu. How could this be possible?

Murong Fu was also suspicious, and said calmly: "Everyone says that you, Mr. Feng, are extremely skilled in martial arts. Is it true, or is it just a false reputation? Let me teach you a few tricks, please."

Feng Yi thought: "Just based on you Murong Fu, are you qualified to challenge me?" But he smiled and said: "I offended you in Juxian Manor, and the instigator was Quan Guanqing, but I am indeed to blame. It was really rude.

Fortunately, Feng Yi only made a mistake in speaking and offended Master Murong. Master, please forgive me for my magnanimity!"

He bowed deeply and said this with a very sincere attitude.

If it were normal times, Feng Yi would not be afraid of Murong Fu, he would just fight him!

But he knew that the mysterious old man was no ordinary person. His words just now sounded like he looked down on Murong Fu, but he was also disliking him for indulging in love between men and women and bringing a woman with him when he went out to do business.

Because of this consideration, Feng Yi didn't want to cause trouble when he took Huang Wan'er with him.

After all, Murong and his son are both ruthless people, and they will use any means to deal with anyone who may hinder their path to restoring their country.

It goes without saying that Murong Bo harmed Xiao Yuanshan's family and committed many bloody crimes in the underworld.

Murong Fu is even more vicious and ruthless than him! Murong Fu can abandon his cousin who loves him wholeheartedly, and he also has feelings for Wang Yuyan, not without feelings.

In order to make Duan Yanqing his adoptive father, he personally killed Bao Bu Tong, a loyal retainer to him, without mercy. These were all people he usually called brothers.

In order to force Duan Zhengchun to submit, he killed every woman who was unable to move with just one word. This man is so despicable and cruel that it is hard to find him in the world.

In terms of cruelty and viciousness, Feng Yi is inferior to him! Now he and Huang Wan'er came together, and the identity of the mysterious stranger was unknown. Even if he was Murong Bo, he was not afraid of the father and son joining forces, but he was not sure that he could kill both of them.

Judging from the situation, the two men are no match for each other and will definitely escape. There are many people in Fanlou, and if they let one of them escape, it will not be a big problem for them, but Huang Shang and his daughter will be in big trouble.

He didn't believe that with the manpower and financial resources of the Murong family, they would not be able to find any information about Huang Wan'er.

Therefore, for such a cruel and merciless beast, once he becomes an enemy, he must be killed directly without any chance of recovery. Out of this consideration, Feng Yi had no choice but to give in for the safety of Huang Shang's family.

Anyway, he admitted his mistake and will get it back later. It won’t be the first time.

Not to mention others, even Murong Fu was surprised to see Feng Yi bow his head so easily, and sneered: "Are you pretending to be Feng Yi, or do you think you have a lot of face and want to let this grudge go with just a few words?

He was so aggressive, but Feng Yi didn't care. Huang Wan'er was furious, her eyes widened, her eyebrows raised, and her hands on her waist. She shouted, "You just said that my elder brother is a demon, but my elder brother didn't argue with you. Now it's just a slip of the tongue. My elder brother has already apologized to you. What else do you want?"

Huang Wan'er originally thought that Murong Fu's demeanor was not inferior to Feng Yi's, but rather had a more noble air, so she cheered secretly, but she didn't expect that this man was so narrow-minded.

Everyone looked at her posture, and it seemed that she was going to fight with the world-famous Gusu Murong Fu if they disagreed with her.

Feng Yi even tugged at her sleeve, as if to persuade her not to cause trouble.

Everyone was even more contemptuous in their hearts. Rumors in the martial arts world cannot be trusted. What a coward! Murong Fu just said this and that about Feng Yi out of venting his anger, but now that Feng Yi is in front of him, he finally has the opportunity to show his strength, so he naturally won't give in. Unexpectedly, Huang Wan'er, a woman, stood up for Feng Yi. With the performance of Wang Yuyan and A Bi on him, he immediately knew the truth and said with a smile: "Why do you say he is a demon? It's not what I said.

But I saw that the girl was so young, and I thought she didn't know anything.

Let me tell you this, this Feng Da Xia and Qiao Feng, who killed his parents and mentor, colluded with each other to become enemies with the martial arts heroes, and killed dozens of people in Juxian Manor without a single survivor. What’s worse, Qiao Feng is the enemy of the Song Dynasty, a Khitan!”

When everyone heard this, they all looked at him with mockery and contempt.

In the eyes of the Song people, the Khitans were like a scourge, not to mention that Feng Yi also helped the Khitans who killed their parents and their mentor. He failed to distinguish between right and wrong and killed innocent people. One can imagine the psychological impact this had on Huang Wan'er.

Huang Wan'er had never been in contact with the martial arts world, so how could she know these rumors? However, she still did not give up and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Feng, is what he said true?"

Feng Yi remained calm and said, "It's true!"

He did not even glance at Huang Wan'er while he was speaking. He thought it was better this way, otherwise he would not know what to do in the future. However, he had already developed a murderous intention towards Murong Fu. He smiled and said, "Mr. Murong, you are so powerful that you should let me treat you to this table as an apology!"

He took out an ingot of silver and walked towards Murong Fu's desk.

Everyone saw that there was an indescribable carefreeness in his demeanor, and while he seemed to be apologizing, it was actually as if his eyes were empty, as if he would apologize no matter who was in that position.

Although Murong Fu was proud, he was not stupid. He immediately used his Qi to prevent him from launching a sneak attack. Unexpectedly, Feng Yi approached, bowed and said, "I wish Young Master Murong wealth and health, and give me more advice in the future." He put the silver on the table and left.

Seeing how cowardly he was, Murong Fu was about to call him to stop and say something polite, but suddenly he saw Feng Yi had picked up the distracted Huang Wan'er and rushed out of the window.

Such ease and convenience made everyone shocked and they all ran to the window to look.

Murong Fu was originally very proud of himself, but when he saw this scene, his face turned pale and he was stunned.

Even though Huang Wan'er was a woman, she weighed at least eighty or ninety kilograms. Feng Yi held her in his hand as if she were nothing, and she leaped like the wind. From the upstairs view, she looked like a dark cloud floating on the roof.

With such flowing light movements, I don't know whether it is more appropriate to call him a ghost or a god.

Even though Murong Fu was a first-rate master who usually prided himself on his physical skills, he was in a trance at this moment.

"Young Master!" Suddenly A-Bi screamed, "Look!" and pointed at the table.

Murong Fu came back to his senses and looked in the direction she pointed. He was surprised to see that the large silver ingot was actually embedded flatly into the table without a single crack around the silver.

Then Wang Yuyan exclaimed in amazement: "This man's martial arts are so gentle and unobtrusive, it's really amazing!"

Murong Fu murmured in his heart: "How is it possible? How can a person's sleeve power be so amazing?"

He had only heard that Feng Yi's martial arts were not weak, but he didn't expect that his martial arts skills were so high that he had never even imagined.

You should know that Fanlou is a famous building in the Song Dynasty. The materials used for tables, chairs and furniture are also of great choice. The table top is cut from a large maple tree that is over a hundred years old, and then finely carved and painted.

If he could use the strength of his palm to press it down, Murong Fu thought he could do it, and this was already a rare magical skill in the world. But if he wanted to use a flick of his sleeve to knock the silver ingot into the table without making any sound, he might not be able to do it even if he practiced for another 30 years.

When the old man saw the silver inlaid in the table, he was startled at first, then his cloudy eyes instantly emitted a divine light, which made him feel even more thrilling.

He saw Feng Yi and Huang Wan'er near Fan Tower. He had been thinking of recruiting Feng Yi for his own use, but this idea was completely given up.

The old man was an expert in martial arts. He saw Feng Yi knock the silver in with just a flick of his hand. This force was enough to break stones and split rocks. However, it was not just relying on force to achieve this.

How wide and big would the sleeves be to make the silver ingot small? There were no cracks around the silver, and it was obvious that the surrounding tabletops had absorbed most of the heavy force.

This kind of feminine power is also rare in the martial arts world. When the two are combined, it is a method that shocks the world.

This magical skill is so difficult that it is rare in the vast martial arts world. Feng Yi is so young, how could he work for others? Everyone was thinking differently, and then they heard Ah Bi said, "Miss cousin, can you tell what kind of kung fu this is?"

Wang Yuyan thought for a moment and said, “Although I don’t know what kind of internal energy he used, the moment he flicked his sleeve, he immediately turned softness into hardness, making the sleeve as light as clouds become extremely heavy and powerful, forcing the silver ingot in.

However, the tabletop was not damaged at all. This combination of hardness and softness, in line with the changes of the five elements and six combinations, is already very powerful."

Feng Yi was not here at this time, otherwise he would have to give Wang Yuyan a thumbs up. This martial arts is the five elements palm method that Huang Yaoshi is good at, and the palm power secretly matches the five elements.

He didn't want to fall out with Murong Fu today, but he also had to let him know that he was not afraid of him and should take care of himself.

Wang Yuyan saw her cousin's grim expression and said softly, "Cousin, I heard that Feng Yi is older than Qiao Feng. That's not a big deal. Let's go back to Gusu first!"

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As he said this, he sighed again, thinking to himself that the world is so big and there are indeed many talented people.

Although Duan Yu didn't know martial arts, she had never heard of the "Six Yang Melting Snow Skill" that could consume a person's internal energy, and the "Six Meridians Divine Sword" was even more powerful. (Duan Yu actually used the Bei Ming Divine Art, but Wang Yuyan thought it was the Qi Hua Da Fa, and she was very disdainful of it. He made up this name to please the beauty, and Wang Yuyan believed the nerd's words without a doubt.) Qiao Feng's martial arts were the best she had ever seen.

Now that Feng Yi has done this, I'm afraid even if Qiao Feng himself came, he would not be able to do any better.

Although Wang Yuyan had little experience in the world, she immediately understood that Feng Yi was only thinking about her cousin's face and obviously did not want to conflict with him, so she advised him not to care.

However, Murong Fu was arrogant by nature and didn't take people seriously. He was filled with resentment, but thought that Feng Yi was demonstrating to him that he didn't take him seriously. He also thought, "My aunt looks down on me, and my cousin also looks down on me. As soon as I got out into the world, all the glory was taken by others. When will I be able to stand out?" He smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Abi, you and Yuyan go and rest. I'm going out for a while!"

After saying that, he ignored the two of them and quickly walked out of the floor.

Murong Fu was feeling depressed and ran for more than ten miles in one breath. When he arrived at a forest, he could not help but hit a pine tree that was a foot thick with his palm.

With a snap, the tree was broken by him.

Murong Fu waved his palms repeatedly, imagining that the trees were Qiao Feng and Feng Yi, to vent his anger.

“Crack…”

Soon, four or five trees were broken. Suddenly, a sneer was heard. Murong Fu was startled and shouted, "Who is it?"

Before the voice died down, a man appeared from behind the tree. It was the strange man in gray from the restaurant.

Murong Fu couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart: "I didn't even know this man was behind me. If he plotted against me, how could I, Murong Fu, survive?" But he didn't drop his spear and said coldly: "What are you laughing at?"

The gray-clothed man had a wooden face and said expressionlessly, "I laugh at you for not being able to compare to others, so you just know how to lose your temper. Alas, you are obsessed with women and fame, and you don't know how to make progress. Alas, it's really ridiculous that the Murong family has a kid like you!"

Murong Fu was smart enough to know that this person was definitely not an ordinary person, but he was already angry at the moment, and hearing him mock him like this was like adding fuel to the fire. He could not help but get angry and said, "Then let me, a boy who has no ambition, see how you are ambitious!"

He crossed his palms, rushed forward and hit him in the face.

Unexpectedly, the gray-clothed man's fingers trembled and pointed at the incoming palm. Murong Fu saw his fingers trembling and changing in all directions. All the acupoints on his hands, such as "Laogong", "Yanglao", "Neiguan" and "Waiguan", were covered.

No matter how he changed his moves, it was inevitable that the acupoints on his palms would be pressed, but Murong Fu was no ordinary person. He immediately withdrew his right palm and struck out with his left palm.

The man stretched out his right palm slightly, pressed lightly on his wrist, and used the momentum to leap about a foot away. He glanced sideways and said, "Let's not fight." The implication was, you are no match for me.

Murong Fu snorted and said, "Since you don't dare to compete with me, don't speak so arrogantly in front of me!"

The man in gray did not take it as an offense and said, "I am not fighting with you because I am giving you face. If you insist on fighting, that's fine."

Murong Fu snorted, "How can we compete? You draw the line and I, Murong Fu, will follow it!"

The man in gray said, "But I have to make it clear to you first. If you lose, you must kowtow and worship me as your master."

Murong Fu was a young man who acted on impulse, and without thinking about anything else, he just asked, "What if you lose?"

The man in gray said, "Even if you are only old enough to be my son, I will kowtow and take you as my master."

Murong Fu shouted: "Okay, go ahead!"

The man in gray chuckled and said, "Look carefully!" He stretched out his index finger and tapped twice in the air. There were two "crackling" sounds, and two branches from a pine tree fell down.

The two branches were about ten feet away from him, but they were knocked down by his finger wind, while the other branches were intact. Such a magical skill made Murong Fu dumbfounded and speechless. He thought to himself: "No wonder he didn't fight with me. How can I resist such a subtle and mysterious invisible finger force?" Then he heard the gray-clothed man say loudly: "Are you convinced?"

Murong Fu thought, "This man is so skilled in martial arts, it would not be a loss for me to become his disciple, but how can I really become his disciple?" He said, "Your martial arts are indeed far superior to mine, I am convinced!"

The man in gray laughed and said, "You have concerns and are hesitant. You can't let go of the reputation of your Murong family, right?"

Murong Fu was struck by what he said and nodded, "Yes, I, Murong Fu, am not as skilled as others. It is because I have not mastered the martial arts inherited from my family."

"That's true!" The gray-clothed man laughed and said, "But my move is called 'Sanhe Finger', which is also a martial art of your Murong family. It's not a loss for you to become my disciple!"

Murong Fu's face flushed red, and he shouted, "How can you speak so carelessly of such a miraculous skill? My father taught me all the martial arts of the Murong family, how come I didn't know about this 'Sanhe Finger'?"

It has been nearly ten years since Murong Bo passed away. However, before his death, he had already copied the Murong family's martial arts into a book and passed it all on to Murong Fu. The father and son have been practicing martial arts in the cellar without reservation. You can say that his kung fu is not up to par, but to say that he does not understand this martial art is both an insult to him and disrespect to his father.

Seeing his serious expression, the man in gray was stunned and said, "Okay, I want to say that you will become my disciple. I won't tell anyone, and you are not allowed to tell anyone. If there are outsiders, you and I can only treat each other as strangers.

In this case, are you still willing to take me as your master?"

After hearing this, Murong Fu's worries were gone. As long as he didn't say anything, he wouldn't say anything either. It wouldn't hurt Murong's reputation at all. He was very willing in his heart, but he still asked, "You have such great skills, why do you insist on taking me as your disciple?"

After hearing this, the man in gray laughed out loud towards the sky.

Murong Fu asked: "What are you laughing at again, Senior?"

The gray-clothed man stopped laughing and said, "I was laughing at how heroes Murong Huang, Murong Ke, Murong Chui, and Murong De of your Great Yan State were. But now things have changed and people have changed. Your children are narrow-minded and can't achieve great things. I was also laughing at your father for misleading you!"

If it were any other day, Murong Fu would have been furious and would have fought him to the death after hearing these words.

But he saw that this man had peerless martial arts, and could name Murong Huang, Murong Ke, Murong Chui, and Murong De. He must have a close relationship with the Murong family. How could he dare to get angry? He was filled with fear and admiration. He immediately knelt on the ground respectfully and said, "Please give me detailed guidance, old senior, so that I can open my eyes to Murong Fu."

The man in gray calmly accepted his kneeling and said, "You are naturally intelligent, so why can't you become a talent in martial arts?

This is all because your father's martial arts skills were not yet mature and his knowledge was limited. It's a pity that you look down on yourself and think you are inferior to others. Aren't you and your son ridiculous?"

After hearing this, Murong Fu felt light all over for a moment, because although it was a scolding on the surface, it was actually praising him secretly. He was overjoyed and said, "Then this disciple has met a famous teacher. Within three to five years, he will definitely be able to defeat Qiao Feng and Feng Yi."

The gray-clothed man snorted coldly, "Is this your goal? So what if you are the best martial artist in the world? Your ancestor Murong Longcheng was a martial artist who was invincible in the world, but wasn't the Zhao family the one who took over the world?"

No matter how high the martial arts of Qiao Feng and Feng Yi are, one is a disgraced Khitan barbarian, and the other is a young man with concerns who cannot see through beauty. How can they be your targets? Qiao Feng will definitely be hated by everyone in the Central Plains and have nowhere to stay!

If Feng Yi hadn't brought that girl with him and didn't know my background, would he have killed Yun Zhonghe with one move? Would he have apologized to you if he was so ignorant? How can you even talk about founding a country?"

As soon as these words came out, Murong Fu immediately broke out in a sweat. He understood why Feng Yi didn't fight with him, and he knew even more clearly that this gray-clothed man knew the Murong family like the back of his hand. Otherwise, how could he persuade him with the founding of a country? He knelt down and said, "Murong Fu knows he was wrong. Please teach me, Master!" He kowtowed three times respectfully.

When the gray-robed man heard him calling him master, he laughed, helped him up, and said, "The martial arts inherited from your Gusu Murong clan are miraculous and profound, unrivaled in the world.

But as the saying goes, disciples seek famous teachers, and famous teachers seek good disciples.

I am so happy to have found a successor today. I will teach you the Sanhe Finger first."

Murong Fu thought to himself: "No wonder he tried every means to accept me as his disciple, it turns out it is because only I am worthy of being his disciple." All of a sudden, he was so happy that he couldn't describe it and wanted to dance with joy.

Since his father's death, Murong Fu has followed his father's instructions and practiced martial arts every night in the cellar for many years. Everyone in Chanhe Village only knows that the young master practices martial arts very diligently, often until late at night. At a young age, he has mastered the unique skills of most sects in the martial arts world. His martial arts skills are so high that there are few rivals in the world.

However, Madam Wang often mocked Murong Fu for practicing only insignificant skills, saying that he had never met a master, which was a complete disgrace to the Murong family.

Now that an elder is praising me like this, how can I not be overjoyed?

Murong Fu stood up and asked, "I haven't asked for your name yet, Master?"

The gray-clothed man laughed and said, "My name has not been used for many years. Those who recognize me call me Yan Longyuan!"

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, thinking: "Yan Longyuan, does this mean that Yan State has a hidden dragon in the abyss?"

Then the man in gray said, "When no one is around, call me Master. When there are people around, pretend you don't know me. The name is not important."

Murong Fu responded with a "yes" and thought to himself: "Master's temper is quite strange. Fortunately, his words, deeds and name must have a great connection with my Murong family, so there is no need to worry about it!"

The man in gray said, "I have given you the magical power to help you restore the country. I went to the capital to check on the court's movements. Zhao Xu's grandmother, Gao, is in her twilight years and won't live long.

At that time, there will be a conflict between the new party and the old party, and there will be chaos in the government. You must prepare early!

But you take your little girl with you when you go out. Is this the way for someone who wants to achieve great things? Did your father teach you that, too?"

Murong Fu was very smart and knew that he was talking about Wang Yuyan and A-Bi. He calmed down and said that Wang Yuyan and A-Bi were forced by Madam Wang to come out to find him. He said, "A-Bi said that there was a Tibetan monk Jiumozhi who was friends with my father. He went to Yanziwu with a man who said he had the Living Sword Manual of the Six Meridians Divine Sword and was going to the Water Pavilion to read the book."

Yan Longyuan was silent for a while, then sighed, "I know that the girl from the Wang family is deeply in love with you, and I also know Jiumozhi.

It’s just that a person’s energy is limited, and if you spend too much time on this, it may be detrimental.”

Murong Fu said: "I will send them back to Gusu after I meet up with my subordinates."

Yan Longyuan nodded.

(End of this chapter)