Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

If today's matter can be resolved through negotiation, then he will never take action. This is the tone Murong Fu set for himself in his heart.

Whether it is to intimidate, differentiate, bribe, or give away some insignificant interests when necessary, such as the seventy-two Shaolin stunts that are very useless to Murong Fu, as long as these evil guests can be eliminated without violating the bottom line. If you send it away, you will definitely get it back a hundredfold one day.

To be fair, if possible, Murong Fu really wanted to make friends with Jiumozhi. After all, with his identity and martial arts skills, the help he could provide was immeasurable. If nothing else, based on his understanding of martial arts, if he was willing to help sincerely, If so, Murong Fu's martial arts will definitely reach a higher level.

But Murong Fu also knew that the kind-hearted Tubo monk in front of him was a jackal with all three poisons. In terms of character, even Duan Yanqing, one of the four evil men, was better than him in a sense - at least Duan Yanqing There is still some credibility in his promise, and as for this so-called eminent monk, you'd better not believe even a word of the promise that comes out of his mouth.

Looking at Jiumozhi who was smiling and silent across from him, looking like a Bodhisattva with a low eyebrow, Murong Fu sighed secretly in his heart: "After this time, I am afraid that I will become a mortal enemy of this powerful monk."

Murong Fu went around and around in circles, but he didn't get to the main topic anyway. The meeting that could have been concluded in a few words ended up dragging on from afternoon to sunset.

Finally, after being led astray by Murong Fu countless times, Jiumozhi finally made up his mind and made up his mind that he would not let this kid lead him away no matter what.

Jiumozhi said: "The poor monk came from afar to ask for something."

Murong Fu said: "It's easy to say that the master is an old friend of his late father, so he should be treated with courtesy. It's getting late today, why don't we invite the master to stay in his humble residence, and we can discuss it tomorrow?"

Jiumozhi rudely refused: "No need, Mr. Murong has been talking about it for half a day. If he continues to talk like this, I'm afraid he won't be able to explain it tomorrow. Let's just say it today!" "

Murong Fu's hand playing with the tea cup stiffened slightly, then relaxed, and he seemed to have made some kind of decision in his heart: "Master is joking, I am just overjoyed to see the great sage, and that's all. Since Master doesn't want to hear more, I'm just joking." It’s a waste of words, so let’s ask Master to speak up if you have something to say.”

He was angry, and he was no longer a junior at this time. He had been holding back his anger for a long time, and he had already suppressed his anger. Since the other party had seen through it, he was not the King of Qin Ying Zheng who couldn't even draw his sword!

Jiumozhi said: "Mr. Murong's words are serious. The poor monk came here this time to take Mr. Duan of Dali to the tomb of Mr. Murong Bo and have him burned. In order to honor his old friend,

Second, in order to ask Mr. Murong Fu to fulfill the promise made by the old man on behalf of the old man, he was allowed to enter Murong's house and read the Three Days Book in Shi Shui Pavilion.

Thirdly, Mr. Murong is a young and talented man with excellent martial arts. Wouldn't it be a pity to be buried in the Song Dynasty, which worships literature and restrains martial arts? Why not follow the poor monk to Tubo. I, the Lord of Tubo, am thirsty for talents and follows good deeds. I will definitely be great when I meet Mr. Murong. For the joy of being entrusted with an important task, wouldn't it be wonderful if the young master's talents can then be put to full use? "

As soon as he said these words, Murong Fu's pupils shrank slightly, and the face of General Feng Bao, who was restricted by his acupuncture points on the ground, also showed an angry look. If he hadn't been unable to move, he would have jumped up and fought with his opponent desperately.

These three demands, being pushed forward step by step, are actually going to wipe out the entire Murong family.

Murong Fu's forehead veins popped out.

He originally thought that the other party's appetite was just for the remaining seventy-two Shaolin skills that Murong Bo had promised back then, but he didn't expect that his appetite was for the entire Murong family!

You bald donkey, you have such a big appetite, aren't you afraid of dying from it?

Murong Fu gritted his teeth.

Duan Yu's death at Murong's house was tantamount to making Murong Fu betray his allies and become a mortal enemy of Dali. The Duan family in Dali was well-known in the martial arts and had good relations with many famous martial arts sects. This move would inevitably arouse the indignation of the entire Central Plains martial arts community. , I am afraid that Murong Fu will have to face assassinations from martial arts masters all the time every day!

Then he went to Shui Pavilion to read books for three days. Everyone in the world knew that the Murong family in Gusu had an overview of martial arts in the world, and Shi Shui Pavilion was the result of hundreds of years of hard work by generations of Murong family heads. Jiumozhi was asked to read books for three days. With the other party's photographic memory, wouldn't it be equivalent to handing over the entire Murong family's secrets?

The most egregious thing is the last point. He actually asked Murong Fu to go to Tubo with him. The euphemistic name was to support young talents. In fact, it was equivalent to letting Murong Fu go to Tubo as a hostage as the contemporary head of the Murong family!

The clay figurine still has a third part of earthiness, dead monk, that’s too much!

Jiumozhi looked at the silent Murong Fu, not worried at all.

Since he was admitted as a disciple of Master Nyingma of the Tantric Vajra Sect at the age of fifteen because of his extraordinary talent, he has devoted himself to studying Buddhism and practicing martial arts. He has made rapid progress at a young age and established himself in Tubo in just a dozen years. He was an authority on Tantric Buddhism. Every time he opened a forum to preach, believers from thousands of miles away in Tubo would come across mountains and rivers just to listen to his teachings. Master Nyingma also saw that his martial arts talent was rare, so he taught him the unique skills of a flaming sword. It was expected that he would eradicate the heresies of the black sect and restore the supreme majesty of the Vajra sect in the future, and he lived up to expectations. In the past few decades, he had swept away all the heretics with his superb martial arts skills. When Tubo saw his martial arts shocking the world, they thought His divine power was the reincarnation of King Maharaja of the Vajra Sect, so he was named the national preceptor.

This went on for a long time, and he became intoxicated with it.

Until the man named Murong Bo completely ignited the ambition in his heart.

What Murong Bo gave Jiumozhi was not only a partial copy of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, but also a flame, a flame that ignited endless greed. He did not allow there to be any martial arts more advanced than the flame knife in the world, let alone It is allowed that such advanced martial arts is not mastered by oneself.

What about the Tubo Imperial Preceptor? After leaving the territory of Tubo and looking around, there are countless heretics and evil sects. How many people listen to the teachings deep in the Snowy Mountains?

The Daxue Mountain is at the top of the world. The Dalun Temple in the depths of the Daxue Mountain stands on the top of the snow mountain. It should stand at the top of all Buddhist sects in the world!

That's why I made the previous trip to Tianlong Temple, hoping to get a glimpse of the Six Meridians Divine Sword Manual and satisfy my greed. Secondly, it would attack the foundation of the Dali Kingdom and build momentum for the future expansion of the Tubo Kingdom.

But I didn't expect that Duan Yu and Murong Fu would turn the originally guaranteed trip to Tianlong Temple into a complete farce!

How could this not make him full of resentment!

If Murong Bo was still here, he would still be a little worried in his heart, but now that Murong Bo is dead, what should he worry about?

In order to bring trouble to the world, Murong Bo ignited the greed in Jiumozhi's heart and turned a sanctimonious so-called eminent monk into a sword in his hand, but he forgot that this sword was not in his own hand, and now, this sword The knife is about to strike at the Murong family!