Marry Wang Yuyan at the beginning

"Then what is the wish of the senior, do you need the help of the junior?" Murong Fu asked.

Fireworker Toutuo pondered for a moment and asked, "How is Shaolin Temple today?"

"That's right, Wudang and Wudang are the masters of the rivers and lakes." Murong Fu said truthfully.

Huogong Toutuo shook his head: "If it wasn't for me, how could there be Wudang in Jianghu?"

"However, that Zhang Sanfeng is indeed a martial arts prodigy, and he can defeat me with only the fragmented Nine Suns Manual."

Murong Fu was taken aback, the script was wrong.

Shouldn't the old monk hate Zhang Sanfeng to death and force himself to curse at him?

Why do you still feel a little sympathetic?

He tentatively asked: "Senior, do you want to seek revenge on Zhang Sanfeng?"

Huogong Toutuo glanced at Murong Fu, shook his head and said: "I have been here for 23 years, and I have been with birds, animals, flowers and plants every day. I have already dissipated my hostility, and I have long since lost the thought of revenge."

"Seniors are righteous, when is it time to repay the injustice, besides, Zhang Zhenren of the Wudang sect is unparalleled in benevolence and righteousness, and has a little reputation in the world."

Murong Fu didn't want to provoke Wudang, he would leave when he recovered, and he didn't care if he could learn the Nine Suns Manual.

The young master has no shortage of skills.

What is missing?

It's time!

ten years!

In just ten years, it will not be a dream to defeat Jinlun Fawang!

Huogong Toutuo looked at Murong Fu indifferently, and suddenly changed the topic: "Boy, do you want to be invincible in the world and become a martial arts master respected by everyone?"

Murong Fu sneered in his heart, this old monk really has something to ask of himself, the previous was probably just a joke.

"To be honest, this junior is now a martial arts master admired by everyone. He was given the nickname Nan Murong, which means that I have the final say on the south side."

"Ok?"

Fireworker Toutuo paused, almost choked to death by Murong Fu's words.

He lived to be almost a hundred years old, and he had never seen such a brazen person.

"Hmph, how old are you, how can you have such a prestigious reputation?"

Murong Fu said indifferently: "If senior doesn't believe me, this junior rescued you here, you can inquire about it yourself."

Fireworker Toutuo saw that Murong Fu was so confident, it didn't look like a fake, he asked doubtfully, "Are you really so powerful?"

Murong Fu said confidently: "The junior said bluntly, I am invincible within my age."

Fireworker Toutuo's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he quacked with a smile: "Boy, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"

Chapter 34: The Excellent Murong Fu

Murong Fu's heart skipped a beat, why should I be so good?

All the masters in the world want to accept me as an apprentice?

"Senior, your disciples and grandchildren have already spread all over the Yuan Kingdom, so you don't miss me as an apprentice, right?"

"That's different. Back then, when I founded the Vajra Gate, I mainly wanted to invigorate the Shaolin Temple. Later, I realized that I was ignorant and killed Zen Master Kuzhi by mistake. I regarded his dismantling hand as the split heart palm. I have been regretting and blaming myself ever since. , have not taught the inner strength and mental method to the door."

Fireworker Toutuo explained, and finally said: "I want you to inherit my mantle and be able to take care of Shaolin Yi Er."

Take care of Shaolin?

Murong Fu was stupid on the spot, and replied: "Senior, don't be joking, there are countless masters in Shaolin Temple, and there is even a floor-sweeping monk, whose strength is only a step behind Zhang Zhenren, but he also has half a step of heavenly strength. How can De take care of Shaolin?"

"you..."

The head of the firework Tuo felt speechless, if it was outside, others would beg him to teach martial arts.

Why is this kid in front of me always pushing back and forth, acting like he doesn't want to be seen?

The old man's face suddenly glowed red, and he said angrily: "Boy, if you don't agree, I will beat you to death with a whip right now."

"Promise, promise."

Murong Fu was speechless, it was the first time he was forced to be an apprentice at such a young age.

Fireman Toutuo saw that Murong was subdued, nodded in satisfaction, turned and left.

After a while, a loud noise was heard not far away, it seemed that Fireworker Toutuo was fighting with someone.

"Ahaha, the little snake lent some snake blood to the old monk, and the old monk is going to save his apprentice."

"roar~"

"Haha, don't be stingy, don't be stingy."

...

Murong Fu listened carefully with his ears pricked up, his expression couldn't help but changed drastically, it seemed that the bottom of the cliff was not as safe as he imagined.

The fierce beast that can fight Huogong Toutuo is definitely not a mortal thing.

With a howl, the battle came to an end.

After a while, the rolling figure of Fireworker Toutuo appeared in front of his eyes.

He brought a leaf of red blood and laughed loudly: "My dear disciple, drink up the blood of this spirit snake."

Murong Fu refused in his heart, but he couldn't hold back the enthusiasm of Fireworker Toutuo.

Obediently opened his mouth and drank the scarlet snake blood.

Unlike what he had imagined, the snake blood did not have a foul smell, but a faint sweetness.

"Guru~"

"Guru~"

...

In the blink of an eye Murong Fu drank seven to eight taels of snake blood.