Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Murong Fu had memorized the sword manual of the Six Meridians Divine Sword very well before, but he just didn't have enough internal strength to practice other sword techniques. Now that the internal strength has met the requirements, it does not take much effort to master the two simplest sword techniques of Shao Ze and Shao Chong. When it was daylight, Murong Fu had already roughly practiced the two sword techniques, and his internal strength was still there. There is plenty.

He stretched, feeling a little tired after a night of high-intensity exertion.

In order to avoid exposing any flaws, Murong Fu did not call Aju Abi and other little girls. He went to the yard to fetch a basin of water, briefly washed himself, and then went to the yard to practice his sword skills. Anyway, Murong Fu often did this when he practiced martial arts in the past. It was not like some so-called official offices of this era, where a few girls had to wait on him to wash his face.

Under the early morning sunshine, the sword body of the six-foot sword turned into a swimming dragon. Sometimes it was like a soaring dragon going out to sea, and the storm was blowing. Sometimes it was like an old dragon protruding its claws, showing its power in all directions. Above the sword's edge, the three-foot sword glowed like a living thing. Drifting.

Murong Fu's figure also turned into a solitary silhouette in the sun, and went back with the wind, leaving no trace behind. Although the footwork was up and down, but after practicing a set of swordsmanship, no visible traces were left in the entire courtyard. Even a master with excellent eyesight would have to spend a lot of time to find the traces left by Murong Fu on the ground. Zhou Zhang is not allowed.

Sometimes the swordsmanship is like the roaring sand and the crashing waves on the shore; sometimes it is like the spring rain of apricot blossoms and a leaf in the south of the Yangtze River. Sometimes he is like a scholar studying hard with a book in his arms, the cold window reflects the snow, and the cold moon is silent, sometimes he is like a warrior in the battlefield showing off his power, pointing to the mountains and rivers, and thousands of troops serving their lives. A set of sword techniques, various artistic conceptions, one person dancing alone with one sword, and the essence of the world's sword techniques seems to be within the palm of your hand.

After completing the last move of "Transforming Things and Moving Stars", Murong Fu put his sword into its sheath. The contact between the sword blade and the scabbard was like a dragon returning to the sea, and there was a faint sound of dragon roaring.

The cold light in the courtyard instantly disappeared, and the chilling atmosphere of the golden horse suddenly dispersed. A breeze blew in the courtyard, shaking down a few leaves, and startled the oriole from its good dream last night.

This is what top masters call "power", which can only be understood after a certain level of martial arts understanding.

After his internal strength greatly increased and he personally practiced the three sword techniques of Shang Yang, Shao Ze and Shao Chong, Murong Fu's understanding of sword techniques reached a new level, and he vaguely grasped a hint of what the literati call "artistic conception" of martial arts. What people call "momentum".

Let's call it "power". Murong Fu couldn't say exactly what it was.

It's a bit like the Buddha holding flowers in his hand and showing them to his disciples. All the disciples were at a loss and confused. When the Venerable Kassapa smiled, the Buddha understood that the Venerable Kassapa had received the true transmission. This is the origin of the so-called "viewers are silent, holding flowers and smiling".

Although Murong Fu had never studied philosophy systematically before, his twenty years of studying and collecting firewood made Murong Fu vaguely realize that the ultimate truth of all things actually leads to the same goal through different paths. This is why Confucianism and Buddhism , the reason why the three Taoist teachings can coexist and integrate after thousands of years of development.

The Southern Zen School pays attention to sudden enlightenment. This is why the Sixth Patriarch Huineng, who was illiterate, became a generation of eminent monks. Some people have practiced hard for decades and memorized profound Buddhist scriptures, but they have not even given up the three poisons.

Even Murong Fu himself didn't realize how much benefit this night of sword practice had brought to him.

If he simply absorbed the internal power of Zheluo Star and Boluo Star, then at best he could only become the second Duan Yu. He had practiced top-level martial arts in vain, and his internal power was astonishing in ancient times, but he only had a good-looking data panel. fake master.

And after he realized the "power" that truly belonged to the top masters, he truly entered the ranks of the top masters and became qualified to compete with Xiao Feng, Jiumozhi and others.

Murong Fu sheathed his sword, and there was a burst of applause from the side: "Okay, okay, Mr. Murong's sword skills have returned to the sect, and he has learned the true meaning of swordsmanship."

Duan Zhengming sincerely admired him. He had been watching from afar and saw Murong Fu practicing his sword without any interruption. After watching for a while, he found that Murong Fu's sword skills were very exquisite and had some indescribable charm.

The Duan family in Dali is also a master of swordsmanship. The Duan family sword is a family martial art that every descendant of the Duan family must be familiar with. The ancestor Duan Siping even created the Six Meridians Divine Sword and other unparalleled swordsmanship in the world.

Therefore, his vision in swordsmanship is naturally extraordinary. Although he recognized that what Murong Fu was using was the Murong family swordsmanship that he had seen before, but this time he saw Murong Fu use it very differently. It was infinitely better than before. As the king of a country, he naturally There is no need to be polite to others, so this compliment really comes from the heart.

Then he thought of his nephew Duan Yu, who was extremely smart and amazing, but even if he refused to concentrate on learning martial arts, it was causing a lot of headaches for him and his father.

Fortunately, this time against Jiumozhi and his party, Duan Yu didn't know what method Murong Fu used, and he quickly became a two-way six-meridian sword in a few days.

Although it still occasionally malfunctioned during the battle, it also contributed a lot to this battle and greatly shared its own pressure. If this can be done for a long time, the Japanese and Zhengchun will not have to worry about being unable to protect themselves while walking around the world.

Murong Fu sheathed his sword and saluted, bowing to the end: "Senior Duan, I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long."

In fact, he had already noticed someone beside him and knew it was Duan Zhengming or Ben Guan. It's just that I really couldn't let go of the artistic conception that I finally realized, so I ignored it. Although it was rude, I still practiced my sword by myself. Fortunately, the other party didn't take offense.

Therefore, as soon as the other party spoke out, he quickly apologized.

Duan Zhengming smiled and said: "Mr. Murong's martial arts have really made rapid progress. It is really amazing. Even the older generation in this martial arts world has few opponents of Mr. Murong."

Murong Fu said respectfully: "Senior, I am very grateful. I believe that I have also noticed that although the sword technique that the junior used just now is the Murong family's sword technique, it draws on the sword power and sword intention of the Dali Six Meridians Divine Sword. It was not the Dali monk Dayi who made the move that day. , Senior Duan generously donated the sword manual, how could Murong Fu be where he is today? Murong Fu will always be grateful for Dali's great kindness."

Although Duan Zhengming didn't say anything, the smile on his face grew thicker, and he was obviously very satisfied with Murong Fu's attitude.

Murong Fu's words show his sincerity in drinking water and remembering the source and not forgetting old kindness.

Although people in the martial arts world put righteousness first, the number of ungrateful things in this martial arts world is as numerous as the sand in the Ganges. The favor of rice rises, and the hatred of rice rises. Teach the disciples and starve the master to death. Duan Zhengming has seen too many things like this.

He was not worried that Murong Fu would be ungrateful in the future, but judging from Murong Fu's sincerity and respect from the bottom of his heart, it was clear that the other party really respected him and others. When it comes to martial arts, Murong Fu has long been superior to himself and his senior brothers, but the other party's respect for him is even greater than before.

In this battle, Murong Fu contributed the most, almost single-handedly reversing the precarious situation and saving Dali's face. Just imagine, the only prince is kidnapped, but Dali can't do anything. What will the Duan family's face be in the martial arts world in the future? For the sake of Dali, he put aside his hatred and reached a reconciliation with the enemy, thus avoiding further losses.

There are too few martial arts practitioners who have strong martial arts skills, know how to advance and retreat, understand the general situation, and understand gratitude. They are also young talents.

There is a kind of person in the world who can behave humbly when he is down and makes people unable to find fault in all aspects. But once he succeeds, he will turn his back on others.

A typical representative of such a person is King Goujian of Yue. Ten years of gathering, ten years of lessons, hard work and courage, three thousand Yue Jia swallowed up Wu Hui. However, after he succeeded, the first thing he did was to kill the doctor Wenzhong who had accompanied him through decades of humiliation.

Obviously, Murong Fu was not this kind of person.

Duan Zhengming became more and more satisfied with Murong Fu as he watched, and even regretted that he did not have a daughter, otherwise he would have married a daughter to him. However, when he was at Tianlong Temple before, Murong Fu announced that Miss Wang was his fiancée in front of everyone, so this way was not feasible.

Duan Zhengming smiled to himself, why did he become so mother-in-law as he got older?

He had always been worried about state affairs and worked hard at night, so even though he was over fifty, he still had no children, so he loved his nephew Duan Yu very much. But nowadays, the more I watch Murong Fu, the more I like it.

Duan Zhengming smiled and said: "Senior Duan always comes and goes, showing his identity. Counting on a few fingers, Mr. Murong and I are almost the same age. From now on, just call me uncle."

After saying that, he looked at Murong Fu with a hint of expectation.

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed. He quickly straightened his clothes and bowed before saying, "Nephew, meet your uncle!"

Duan Zhengming quickly lifted up Murong Fu, the smile in his eyes couldn't stop pouring out, and he said with a smile: "Okay, okay, nephew, please get up quickly, please get up quickly."

"By the way, uncle, what do you want from me?"

Murong Fu asked.

The smile on Duan Zhengming's face gradually turned into a serious look: "Something has happened, and we need to invite my nephew to the meeting hall to discuss it together."