Tainan Mountain,
Located on the edge of the Zhao state, it is shrouded in thick fog year-round.
Ordinary people wouldn't dare to go deep into it; only cultivators could see through it at a glance—it was an illusion array.
Murong Fu and his entourage stepped inside.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the market, I ran into an acquaintance, Wan Xiaoshan.
"Fellow Daoist Murong! It's you! What a coincidence!"
Wan Xiaoshan ran over in surprise and greeted him, "I didn't expect we'd have such a connection."
Behind Wan Xiaoshan followed an old man with white hair, who said, "Xiaoshan, is this your friend? I've never seen him before. You must know that when you're traveling, you have to be very careful and never be careless."
Although he did not name names, his implication was that Murong Fu was not a good person.
Murong Fu smiled faintly, released his Foundation Establishment stage aura, and looked at the old man: "I am Murong Fu of the Qingyun Sect. May I ask how you should address me, fellow Daoist?"
The old man was immediately startled, "You are Murong Fu of the Qingyun Sect?!"
Wan Xiaoshan was also shocked: "Fellow Daoist Murong... no, Senior Murong, are you the Qingyun Sect disciple who married seven fairies?"
Then, Wan Xiaoshan glanced at the women beside Murong Fu, assuming they were Murong Fu's Daoist partners.
Both Madam Mo and Mo Caihuan were astonished. This immortal had married seven fairies?
Everyone else in the market immediately looked over, clearly having heard of the legend of Murong Fu.
It is extremely difficult for ordinary cultivators to find a Daoist partner, let alone marry seven fairies.
"Hehe, it is indeed I who am."
Murong Fu readily admitted it.
Wan Xiaoshan then cautiously asked, "Senior Murong, I've heard that Alliance Leader Lin is one of your fathers-in-law. Is that true?"
The white-haired old man immediately stopped him: "Xiaoshan! Don't be rude!"
"It's nothing, just a small matter." Murong Fu waved his hand. "Alliance Leader Lin is my father-in-law, which is no secret."
Seeing that Wan Xiaoshan still wanted to ask more questions, the white-haired old man quickly coughed to stop his unwise behavior.
"cough!"
"Xiaoshan, your parents are still waiting for you, don't waste time."
After saying that, he smiled apologetically at Murong Fu and then quickly pulled Wan Xiaoshan away.
The others looked at Murong Fu with curious eyes.
Murong Fu raised his hand in a gesture of restraint and said, "Everyone, please don't mind me, please make yourselves at home."
"Yes, senior!"
The numerous Qi Refining stage cultivators then dispersed.
Seeing Murong Fu's immense power in the cultivation world, Madam Mo and Mo Caihuan immediately realized that they had made the right choice in following him.
Regardless of how many wives Murong Fu married, at least they came from reputable families and possessed considerable cultivation; otherwise, the so-called Alliance Leader Lin would not have felt comfortable marrying his daughter to him.
Mo Caihuan asked softly, "Mother, is the Qingyun Sect very powerful?"
She seemed to be asking her mother, but she was actually telling Murong Fu.
Madam Mo answered knowingly, "My child, I am but a mortal, how could I know?"
Murong Fu smiled faintly and said, "Qingyun Sect is the leader of the righteous path on the Divine Continent. You can think of it as the most powerful force on this continent."
Upon hearing this, the two women's beautiful eyes lit up.
I knew I made the right choice in following him!
suddenly.
A two-headed pheasant, tens of meters long, descended from the sky, blotting out the sun.
"What a huge bird!"
Mo Caihuan gasped in surprise.
There was someone on the back of the two-headed duck. Upon hearing such offensive words, it glared at them and raised its hand to unleash a fireball spell.
"ah!"
Mo Caihuan screamed in fright.
Without Murong Fu even needing to make a move, the Qilin girl raised her hand and flicked her finger, shooting out a ball of azure true energy.
The fireball was engulfed.
They were annihilated along with the two-headed duck and the people on it.
Everything vanished, as if the two-headed geese had never existed.
"What's going on?"
The cultivators who witnessed this scene from afar were stunned.
"That looked like the Yan family's double-headed duck just now?"
"Was there someone on the two-headed geese? How did they suddenly disappear?"
"..."
The monks only dared to discuss it in hushed tones and whisper among themselves.
Madam Mo and Mo Caihuan were stunned. Such a big bird, with people on it, was killed so easily?
Not even a trace was left!
"Let's go, let's wander around."
Murong Fu patted the backs of Madam Mo and Mo Caihuan without making a sound.
Not long after.
They arrived at the market square, where many monks were setting up stalls along the roadside, hawking their wares like merchants.
Murong Fu stopped in front of a small stall.
"Fellow Daoist, would you like to buy some talisman paper?"
The stall owner was a young girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, slightly naive, like a girl next door just coming of age.
"I won't buy it."
Murong Fu shook his head.
The little girl opened her big eyes and asked, "What do you like about my stall?"
Murong Fu stared at her and said bluntly, "I've taken a liking to you."
"Huh? You've taken a liking to me?"
The little girl was a bit flustered.
A burly man rushed over and blocked his way: "Who are you? Why are you harassing my little sister?"
Murong Fu shook his head and explained with a smile, "Fellow Daoist, please don't misunderstand. I think my younger sister has good talent and I want to take on a disciple on behalf of my master."
"Accepting disciples on behalf of the master?"
The burly man was stunned. Could such a thing really be done?
Murong Fu clasped his hands and said, "I forgot to introduce myself. I am Murong Fu of the Qingyun Sect."
"You're Murong Fu?!"
The burly man became even more nervous upon hearing this.
The surrounding vendors all looked over.
Even without considering the name Murong Fu, the reputation of the Qingyun Sect alone is enough to command respect.
"What? Is something wrong?" Murong Fu asked.
"No, there's nothing wrong with that, but my little sister can't go with you!"
The burly man shook his head repeatedly, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
Murong Fu chuckled lightly, "This is the Qingyun Sect token. You and your sister can use this token to join the Qingyun Sect. I will not interfere with your choice. Are you satisfied?"
After saying that.
Murong Fu tossed down a token and turned to leave.
The burly man muttered to himself, "Could I have really misunderstood him? Could it be that he really isn't after the young girls?"
The young girl blushed slightly: "Brother, don't talk nonsense. How could he possibly be interested in a mere beauty like me? Every woman around him is stunningly beautiful and captivating."
The burly man scratched his head sheepishly: "Little sister, don't underestimate yourself. You're very pretty too."
"No way!"
The little girl blushed even more.
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