Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

To be precise, Murong Fu had ten thousand alpacas whizzing by in his heart at this moment. If he had not considered his dignity, he would have wanted to jump up and curse. Despite this, Murong Fu couldn't help but put his elbows on the table and put his hands on his forehead. , covering most of his face, making it impossible to see the expression on his face.

On the one hand, he was angry that Jiumozhi was too shameless. Originally, Murong Fu's remarks fundamentally overturned the other party's so-called excuse of "all friends" and forced the other party to leave. Originally, as long as the other party wanted to show some face, this would be enough to get over it. From then on, a good story was left in the world. First, Jiumo was wise and affectionate, and never forgot his old friendship. Second, Murong Fu had a good reputation as a gentleman who was impatient with justice and did not rob others of their beauty. Tianlong Temple also avoided a dispute and preserved the ancestral sword map.

But because of Jiumozhi's trouble, the so-called good story has become a dream. A heartbreaking fight is bound to be inevitable. No matter who loses or wins, today's incident will inevitably end in an ugly ending.

In addition, he also had conflicts with the monks of Tianlong Temple. I finally managed to persuade people to leave, but you were lucky enough to get them back with just one sentence? What they said is obviously a trap, but you still rush to jump into it?

Murong Fu found that he sighed a little too frequently recently.

In fact, Murong Fu took things for granted based on modern thinking. Modern people pay attention to pragmatism. When it comes to the word "fame and wealth", they attach great importance to the word "profit". "Fame" is meaningless. It doesn't matter if others scold you a few times. The more you scold, the more people will know about it. It's a real deal. Just get the benefits.

In this era, people's "name" is very important. It is said that "a person's name is like the shadow of a tree." Killing people with no more than a nod and losing their reputation is a big deal. Not to mention a giant like Tianlong Temple, even ordinary people in the world cannot bear to be underestimated by others in terms of "name".

Therefore, Jiumozhi's shamelessness was that he dug a big hole for the monks of Tianlong Temple that they had to jump into. If Jiumozhi leaves today, rumors will spread all over the world. And Jiumozhi's little idea of ​​attacking his peers came to fruition naturally. Therefore, Tianlong Temple has no choice. I have no choice but to bite the bullet and have a go.

Master Kurong's voice came from the corner: "Mr. Murong, thank you for speaking up for Tianlong Temple. Everyone in Tianlong Temple will remember Mr. Murong's friendship. Today's matter is between Tianlong Temple and the Tibetan Imperial Master Dalun Mingwang to make friends through martial arts, not with Mr. Murong is involved. I hope Mr. Murong will not interfere."

This was the first time Master Kurong spoke to Murong Fu. It seemed that he was pushing Murong Fu away, but in fact he was protecting Murong Fu. In a few words, he characterized the ensuing battle as a dispute between Tianlong Temple and Jiumozhi. In this way, Jiumozhi will have no reason to attack the Murong family over this matter in the future.

"Yes, I respect Master Kurong's decree."

Murong Fu consciously shrank back inside to avoid accidentally hurting himself in a fight later.

Speaking of which, I have the lowest martial arts skills among this group of people right now. Even that idiot Duan Yu is infinitely better than me. You must know that Duan Yu came to Tianlong Temple this time because he absorbed the internal power of many masters and became possessed. He came to Tianlong Temple to seek medical treatment. At the same time, when the monks of Tianlong Temple were treating Duan Yu, they also absorbed a small part of the guy's internal energy. Now purely in terms of internal strength, Duan Yu is at least several times stronger than Murong Fu.

Murong Fu looked at Duan Yu who was standing aside, knowing that he was enjoying the treatment of the author's own son, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Same people have different fates."

But deep down, I was looking forward to the upcoming war. After all, the famous and exciting scene in the original work, "Sword Qi and Green Smoke", is about to be staged in front of him. This scene is close to fantasy. I believe that any martial arts fan has been fascinated by it. Unfortunately, almost no TV series can perfectly restore it. This scene in the book. Today, I have to put an end to this regret.

I saw Jiumozhi taking a packet of incense from his entourage. He casually took out a handful and threw it into the open space in front of the monks of Tianlong Temple. There are exactly six Xinxiang sticks in a row, neatly arranged, with the ends inserted half a foot deep into the ground. You know, this is a stone floor, not a dirt road. Jiumozhi just showed off his astonishing skill with this incense arranging technique. Everyone present was shocked except Master Kurong, but they didn't know what the other person meant by this move.

Jiumozhi said, "You're showing off your ugliness." Then his right hand slashed forward diagonally like a knife, and everyone felt a slight heat wave in the air. Then, Jiumozhi moved his palms like the wind, and struck out with his palms one after another. In the blink of an eye, six incense sticks as thick as thumbs were ignited in front of him.

At this time, everyone was not calm at all. They exchanged glances in unison, and they all saw a trace of shock that could not be hidden in each other's eyes. If Jiumozhi's act of putting incense just now showed his inscrutable external skills, then the internal skill of lighting incense just now showed his miraculous internal skills.

Everyone here has at least cultivated the Yiyang Finger Internal Skill to the fourth level. They believe that if they put all their efforts into it, they can ignite the incense in front of them, but they will never be able to do so easily like the other party. As for the skill of arranging incense in one hand, I am afraid that not many people in this world can do it. At this moment, before the competition started, everyone was already filled with fear.

Murong Fu, on the other hand, put his hands together and made a gesture like Uncle Ge's signature gesture: "Okay, okay, okay, I know you are awesome. You don't need a lighter to light your cigarette, that's all." But now that the war was imminent, he No one paid attention to this little gesture.

Jiumozhi smiled slightly: "Masters are willing to teach you with the Six Meridians Divine Sword. Today, the young monk can see the magical power of the Duan family in Dali. It has solved his long-cherished wish in his life. I am very grateful. Next, the monk wants to ask all the senior monks to teach me about the Tantric Sect Ning." The supreme magical skill of the Ma sect, the flaming knife. The young monk was taught this skill by his master of the Nyingma sect when he was young. He has studied and practiced it diligently for thirty years, and has achieved some success so far. The young monk used this skill to sweep through the pagans in Tubo and rarely encountered any opponents. Today he will Use this skill to learn Duan's clever tricks."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiumozhi's eyes sharpened, and he struck out with a palm of his right hand. The burning incense in front of him burned a small section in an instant under the wind of his palm.

The flame sword was originally cast by condensing its own internal force into an invisible sword energy, so there was no trace to follow. Jiumozhi had inserted a row of incense in advance, aiming to use the incense cigarettes to indicate the trajectory of the flame sword. First, it shows that the two sides are using force to argue this time, leaving room for leeway. Secondly, no matter which side wins in the final result, Tianlong Temple will fall behind.

"This Jiumozhi is so wise and scheming." Murong Fu said secretly.

Then Jiumozhi's right palm was as fast as lightning, and he struck out continuously. Immediately, six sword auras were wrapped in green smoke and flew towards the six monks on the stage. When he was about three feet away from the monks, he stopped motionless.

Ben Yin and others were all shocked. Murong Fu also sat upright. It was not surprising that he used his inner strength to force the smoke away, but it was very difficult to make the floating smoke condense in the air. More than twice that. At this moment, Murong Fu's understanding of the martial arts of this so-called "late father's best friend" was refreshed.

The little finger of Ben Shen's left hand was stretched out quickly, and a stream of air shot out from Shao Ze's point, pointing towards the green smoke in front of him. The smoke column was stimulated by this internal force and shot back towards Jiumozhi very quickly. When it hit two feet in front of him, the internal force of Jiumozhi's flame knife became stronger and the smoke column could not move forward. Jiumozhi nodded and said: "The name is well-deserved. Among the Six Meridians Divine Sword, there is indeed the 'Shaoze' sword all the way." The two people's internal energy stirred up a few moves. Master Ben Shen stood up and took three diagonal steps to the left, using the little finger of his left hand. The internal force attacks diagonally from left to right. Jiumozhi turned back his right palm and blocked it immediately.

In this view, the middle finger is raised and the "middle sword" thrust forward. Jiumozhi cheered and said: "Okay, this is the mid-charge sword technique!" He waved his palms to block, one against two, and the two monks of Benshen and Benguan were unable to resist.

Ben was shocked when he saw that the two brothers had joined forces and were suppressed by Jiumozhi to the point where he could only parry and not fight back. He knew that he and the others were immature in practicing this sword technique and it was easy to use up their sword moves. The sooner the six of them took action, the better. At the moment, Lord Dalun Ming was obviously observing the swordsmanship of the two brothers and did not attack with all his strength. At the moment, he didn't care about the one-on-one rules of the world, and shouted: "Brother Benxiang, Junior Brother Benchen, let's take action together." Then three sword qi and three-way swordsmanship struck at the three lines of green smoke in front of each other. Jiumozhi caught them one by one, calm and calm, without any panic at all.

Murong Fu was shocked. He remembered that there was a description of Qiao Feng in the original work. It was written that Qiao Feng faced Duan Yanqing and thought that if Dali had five or six masters like Duan Yanqing, he would be defeated. Some people speculated based on this that Qiao Feng could withstand four Duan Yanqings with all his strength. Nowadays, the individual strength of Tianlong Temple's five books is roughly equivalent to that of Duan Yanqing. Together, Jiumozhi still has some strength left. Doesn't that mean Jiumozhi is stronger than Qiao Feng?

Then he shook his head again, feeling that there was something wrong with this. After all, Baoding Imperial Capital recognized that Duan Yanqing was slightly more powerful than itself. Judging from the performance in the original works, the four books except "Emperor Baoding" are half weaker than "Emperor Baoding". Moreover, some of the internal energy of several people who had been treated by Duan Yu had been sucked away. What's more, what everyone uses is the half-skilled Six Meridians Divine Sword, instead of the skilled Yiyang Zhi. Considering these factors, it cannot be said that the National Master will definitely be better than Gang Leader Qiao.

After thinking about this, Murong Fu let out a sigh of relief. Finally, Gang Leader Qiao did not fall behind. Otherwise Murong Fu would feel a little uncomfortable. But suddenly I thought that the original owner couldn't even defeat Duan Yanqing, and now I was even more stretched out than the original owner, which instantly made me feel even more uncomfortable.

"We are both the protagonists, so why is the difference in treatment so big?" Murong Fu looked helplessly at someone in the corner who was looking at several pictures, knowing that it was Duan Yu who was studying the Six Meridians Divine Sword. Thinking that he had hardly caught anything all this way, he suddenly felt that he had finally traveled through time and felt completely lonely. He couldn't help but look at the jade pendant that led him to time travel again. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always It feels like the color of the jade pendant seems to be brighter.