Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Murong Fu's expression condensed slightly: this sound contained pure inner energy, which was far superior to Murong Fu at this time. He had been mentally prepared for this, but shouldn't Wu Yazi be completely paralyzed? How to break open this hard door panel?

Su Xinghe heard Wu Yazi's response and quickly agreed respectfully. Then he pulled Murong Fu in and reminded him in a low voice: "Don't make a fuss when you see Master later!"

Su Xinghe led Murong Fu through the doorway. As soon as he entered the door, he knelt down with a pop and said, "Unworthy disciple Su Xinghe, please kowtow to your master."

In a short period of time, Su Xinghe kowtowed three times, which showed how high the master Wu Yazi was in the heart of the young man. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was regarded as a god.

Out of respect for this legendary senior master, Murong Fu kept his head down from the moment he entered, not daring to look directly at him. What's more, this old man is Wang Yuyan's grandfather. Murong Fu also lifted the hem of his robe and followed Su Xinghe's example and bowed down. Unexpectedly, an invisible force steadily held him back, and a gentle voice came: "Young Master Murong is not a member of my Xiaoyao sect, so there is no need to bow down."

But in the middle of the wooden house, I saw a group of figures hanging in the air, with long sleeves like two clouds on the horizon. It turned out that there were two hemp ropes hanging from the beams, holding a hanging net to support the figure. Under the dim light, it looked like a giant cocoon hanging, which was extremely strange.

In the darkness, the figure seemed to nodded: "Yes, yes, he is indeed handsome and has the same demeanor as I did back then."

After a moment of pause, he said "Hey" again: "The internal strength method you practice is actually the "Northern Ming Shen Gong"? And it seems to have a certain degree of success, very good, very good! Since you have this blessing, it is also considered I am a disciple of Xiaoyao, so I can knock my head off."

In a short period of time, he first used his hands to support himself, and then spoke out his skills. This made Murong Fu's head filled with confusion. He raised his head and looked into the room, trying to see the man's face clearly. However, the light in the room was dim and he couldn't see anything clearly.

The black shadow smiled: "I'm just enjoying myself and forgot about this."

I saw the sleeves of the black shadow move, the breeze blew by, and two rows of candles in the room were lit together. Under the candlelight, an extraordinary and handsome face was illuminated.

This method of lighting candles was much better than Jiumozhi's previous use of a flame knife to light incense in Tianlong Temple, which made Murong Fu horrified.

Under the firelight, you can see that the man's face is like a crown jade, his lips are like greased lips, his eyes are like bright stars, his eyebrows are like the spring mountain green, and his hair is like jackdaw feathers. Dressed in white clothes and spotless, with a three-foot beautiful beard as long as a dragon's beard, he looks like a fairy.

No wonder the other party previously praised Rong Fu for his former demeanor. To others, this was pure bragging, but when it came from this person's mouth, it was indeed regarded as the ultimate compliment.

"No wonder Li Qiushui and Sister Tong Lao have been fighting for this person all their lives." Murong Fu sighed in his heart, but it was hard to tell whether this was a compliment or a derogation.

Seeing Murong Fu's silence, Wu Yazi smiled and said, "Since you have inherited the inheritance of my Xiaoyao sect, why don't you bow down when you see me as your master?"

"Disciple Murong Fu, pay your respects to Master!"

"Hahaha, good, good, very good. I, Wu Yazi, found this great disciple in my old age, which brings great comfort to my life. Very good, very good!"

Wu Yazi laughed heartily, and the gloom that had enveloped him for many years was swept away at this moment.

Su Xinghe, who was beside him, was also overjoyed. He put his hand on Murong Fu's shoulder and said happily: "Junior brother, you are far more qualified than senior brother. You will definitely be able to learn the master's superior martial arts. In the future, our Xiaoyao sect will definitely regain its vitality in your hands." He He looked at Murong Fu up and down, carefully, as if looking at a rare treasure. It was not until Murong Fu felt uncomfortable being stared at that he let go of his hands with a smile.

What's this called? Does appearance mean justice?

Murong Fu complained secretly in his heart.

Wu Yazi nodded happily, seeming very satisfied with Murong Fu.

"Reinstated officer, my teacher already knows what happened between you and Xinghe outside. Don't take it to heart that Xinghe hurt you. Over the years, Ding Chunqiu's traitor has secretly used He used all kinds of despicable methods. Xinghe did this out of necessity. I apologize to you on behalf of your senior brother."

Wu Yazi said with a smile, his expression was calm, but when he mentioned "Ding Chunqiu", a sharp look appeared on his face.

He has been a man of a romantic life, with outstanding martial arts skills and a scholarly nature. The only stain in his life is that he does not know people well. He mistakenly accepted Ding Chunqiu, a traitor, and ended up where he is today. Over the years, he has always been looking forward to a smart and handsome man. Young people can come and inherit his legacy and clean up the house for himself. This day was finally what he had been waiting for.

What made him even more delighted was that Murong Fu actually practiced the Beiming Divine Art of Xiaoyao Sect. How could this not make him extremely excited?

It was not that he had never thought about passing on the martial arts to Su Xinghe, but Su Xinghe was too distracted by chores in his early years and had no chance to learn the superior martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect in this life. In the journey of martial arts, the foundation in youth is very important. If the foundation is not laid well in the early years, no matter how hard you work in your later years, your achievements will be limited.

If Wu Yazi's 70-year-old Beiming Qi were completely passed on to Su Xinghe, it would naturally be enough to defeat Ding Chunqiu. But defeating and killing are two different concepts.

Su Xinghe and Ding Chunqiu were from the same school. Ding Chunqiu knew Su Xinghe thoroughly about martial arts moves, but Su Xinghe had no idea about Ding Chunqiu's many evil skills. When the two of them fought, even though Su Xinghe could suppress Ding Chunqiu with the deep inner strength that Wu Yazi had passed down to him, it was not difficult for Ding Chunqiu to escape from Su Xinghe's hands.

This is the reason why Wu Yazi has been unwilling to pass on his skills to Su Xinghe for many years. Firstly, his life span is not yet over, and secondly, he is deeply afraid that Su Xinghe will fail his trust. Therefore, setting up the Zhenlong chess game to find the most intelligent people in the world is a helpless move.

Murong Fu said: "This disciple received the master's inherited skills from Wuliang Mountain in Dali. I think the fate of master and disciple was destined in the past life. It's a pity that the disciple's martial arts is not yet proficient. The last time he fought against the evil thief Ding Chunqiu, he failed to defeat him. Full merit, I hope Master will forgive me!" "Wuliangshan?" Wuyazi murmured to himself. Although he had already guessed the origin of Murong Fu's Beiming Magic, his expression changed when he heard the other person tell him about this place. He stared into the distance, seemingly lost in reminiscence.

"Since you have received the inheritance of my master from Wuliang Mountain, I think you also saw the jade statue carved by my master in the past. When you went there, did you see a woman in the cave?"

A look of excitement flashed across Wu Yazi's face.

But Murong Fu's answer instantly disappointed him: "Master, no one lives in the cave." "However, there is a strange thing in it."