Murong Fu was overjoyed and immediately forced out a drop of blood, which he dripped onto the Seven Treasures Ring.
The blood was absorbed instantly.
The space that appeared in Murong Fu's consciousness was the internal space of the storage ring.
The space is small, only about ten cubic meters, and contains a bookshelf piled high with books.
One column, containing only a few books, was the most eye-catching.
Murong Fu took out the most conspicuous book and carefully flipped through it.
"Riding the wind and soaring through the void, drifting on a single reed, traversing the vast expanse of water. Vast and boundless like riding the wind and soaring through the void, unaware of where it will stop, floating as if detached from the world, ascending to immortality."
The opening sentence alone amazed Murong Fu; it was a cultivation technique!
Cultivating to the extreme can shatter the void and ascend to immortality.
A martial art that reaches the pinnacle of divine skill!
Originally, Murong Fu's talent was mediocre, but with the blessing of the max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill, he could learn any martial art extremely quickly.
What was once a difficult and obscure manual is now easy to understand at a glance.
The Northern Darkness Divine Art, the Eight Desolations and Six Directions Supreme Art, and the Lesser Formless Art are simplified versions of the [Wind Control Technique].
Inheriting the characteristics of plundering creation, rejuvenation, and formlessness respectively, the combination of these three unique skills is the true mastery of riding the wind.
There are also some martial arts techniques on the bookshelf, such as the Tianshan Six Yang Palm and the White Rainbow Palm Force, but they are all offshoots. As long as you master the corresponding internal energy, it is easy to use the martial arts techniques.
The rest consisted of miscellaneous studies such as music, chess, calligraphy, painting, astrology, and military formations.
Murong Fu glanced at it but didn't look at it closely. He could study it slowly later.
Murong Fu put the books back into his storage ring and slowly walked out of the valley.
"Young Master Murong."
Su Xinghe came to greet him.
Everyone looked over.
Although less than an hour had passed, they felt that Murong Fu seemed different in some way; to be precise, he seemed to have become more reserved.
If one didn't know he was Murong Fu, one might mistake him for a random passerby.
Su Xinghe suddenly noticed the ring on Murong Fu's finger.
"The Seven Treasures Ring!"
Su Xinghe immediately bowed down: "Greetings, Sect Leader!"
Upon seeing this, the Eight Friends of Hangu Pass exchanged glances and then bowed down one after another, saying, "Greetings, Sect Leader!"
Their disciples and followers also knelt down: "Greetings, Sect Leader!"
Hundreds of people knelt down on the ground.
The other martial arts practitioners were stunned.
The Deaf-Mute Sect isn't considered a particularly powerful sect, but it has a remarkable healer named Xue Muhua, which is quite extraordinary.
Anyone who ventures into the martial arts world will inevitably get hurt, and no one wants to offend a legendary healer.
Moreover, the Murong family was already a force to be reckoned with in the Northern Song Dynasty's martial arts world, and now, with the help of the Deaf and Mute Sect, they have become even stronger.
"Get up."
Murong Fu raised his hand and gestured to support them, and an invisible force caused them to stand up involuntarily.
"This power..."
Su Xinghe and the Eight Friends of Hangu were all deeply shocked, as they had only experienced such miraculous power in Wuyazi.
Su Xinghe asked hesitantly, "May I ask, Sect Leader, what about Master...?"
Murong Fu casually explained, "Grandpa is fine; he's gone on a long journey."
"Grandpa?"
Everyone was stunned again.
Murong Fu explained again: "My cousin is my maternal grandfather's granddaughter, and my cousin and I got married a year ago."
Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly realized why Murong Fu had previously mentioned having a past relationship with Master Su's master.
At the same time, many people realized that it was no wonder Murong Fu knew so much about the Xiaoyao Sect; they were relatives. This made it all clear.
"I see." Su Xinghe breathed a sigh of relief. As long as his master was still alive!
As for the position of sect leader, he had no interest at all; his ambition lay more in learning various miscellaneous arts such as music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.
Su Xinghe asked, "Sect Leader, what are your orders?"
Murong Fu shook his head and handed him a token with the character "Yan" engraved on it. "If I have any orders, I will send someone with this token to find you. Until then, you can go about your business."
Su Xinghe and the Eight Friends of Hangu were overjoyed to hear this. They were afraid of disrupting their peaceful lives and did not want to get involved in any conflicts in the martial arts world. They only wanted to quietly pursue their art.
Murong Fu addressed the assembled martial arts practitioners, saying, "Everyone, thank you for attending the Xiaoyao Sect's Precious Chess Game. As a memento, I, the sect leader, will present each of you with a martial art."
"A martial arts technique is being given away as a gift?"
"Sect Leader Murong is so magnanimous!"
"Young Master Murong, you're too kind."
"I wonder what kind of ultimate technique it will be?"
"As long as it's not Arhat Fist, it's fine."
"Hahaha--"
Everyone was pleasantly surprised.
Su Xinghe hesitated for a moment: "Sect Leader, isn't this inappropriate..."
Murong Fu's voice was calm, but his attitude was very firm: "Mr. Su, although you are my elder, I am the sect leader."
"Sigh... okay."
Su Xinghe stopped asking questions.
Murong Fu scanned the entire room, finally settling on Kumārajīva: "What I will pass on to you is the Lesser Formless Skill."
Kumārajīva was stunned. The Lesser Formless Skill!
This is a martial art technique that he went through a lot of trouble to obtain, and now Murong Fu is going to pass it on to everyone present.
One can imagine that after today, countless people in the martial arts world will be using the Lesser Formless Skill.
"Let me first introduce this technique, the Lesser Formless Technique. As the name suggests, it is colorless and formless. It is one of the three great skills of the Free and Unfettered Sect and is the unique skill of Empress Dowager Li Qiushui of Western Xia."
Upon hearing "Empress Dowager of Western Xia," everyone exchanged bewildered glances.
You're sharing someone else's unique skills with all of us.
Unlike the original, Murong Fu slightly altered a few key points. This technique has a drawback: it extinguishes human desires, which is no different from self-castration. When cultivated to a deeper level, it can even lead to the transformation of a celestial being into a female form or a male form into a female form, without form or shape.
Of course, this technique only has the first part, and at most one can cultivate it to the early stage of the Grandmaster realm, after which the path of martial arts is cut off.
Murong Fu gave a wicked smile. "There's no such thing as a free lunch."
"Without further ado, here is the secret manual. Everyone is welcome to come forward and copy it."
Murong Fu took out a handwritten copy of the secret manual and placed it on the stone table of the Zhenlong Chess Game.
Then someone brought over the Four Treasures of the Study (writing brush, ink stick, inkstone, and paper).
"I'll go first."
Immediately, someone stepped forward, bowed deeply to Murong Fu, and then immediately picked up paper and pen to copy it down.
Once you have the first one, the second one will come quickly.
Thousands of people took turns copying it, all of them incredibly excited.
Some of them would immediately find a corner to sit cross-legged and begin cultivating after copying.
Murong Fu approached Lu Xiaofeng and the others, and asked, "Great Hero Lu, Young Master Duan, Master Kumārajīva, aren't you going to copy these?"
Lu Xiaofeng smiled and shook his head: "I already have a major martial art to master, and I'm not considering switching to other internal energy cultivation methods."
Duan Yu shook his head repeatedly: "I don't like practicing martial arts! Martial arts are the root of all evil!"
Kumārajīva's lips twitched violently. "You don't like practicing martial arts? Then why don't you just cripple your internal energy? You clearly received a century's worth of internal energy from someone else, how dare you say such a thing!"
Kumārajīva took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and put his hands together, saying, "Amitabha! This humble monk is a monk who only practices Buddhism."
Murong Fu looked at Kumārajīva with a smile, "What a fine way to cultivate only Buddhism! Your Lesser Formless Skill is practically overflowing!"
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