Xiaobai Wandering the World of Martial Arts

Xuanci's words were so harsh in Murong Fu's ears, no matter how he listened, he felt that he was mocking him.

"Abbot's praise is ridiculous, Murong Fu is only a junior, so he should not be praised by the abbot!" Suppressing the anger surging in his heart, facing Xuan Ci, Murong Fu showed no disrespect, and replied modestly.

"Young Master Murong, you don't need to be humble, please come forward!" Xuan Ci greeted with no sadness or joy on his peaceful face.

Murong Fu and his party were also able to go forward, only under the Shaolin monks.

"Amitabha!" Looking down at Murong Fu, Xuanci spoke again: "The monks are merciful and abstain from anger and killing (aeac), so we shouldn't be in trouble with Mr. Murong. But the old monk died in Shenjie Temple in Dali, and died at his own house. Under the finger of the unique skill Wuxiang Jie, there are even rumors in the world that many heroes in the martial arts world have recently lost their lives under the magical skill of "using the way of the other, and applying it to the other body"."

"I don't know if this bloody case has something to do with Mr. Murong? All the disciples of our school are suspicious. That's why I will invite Mr. Murong to go to Shaolin today to explain."

Xuan Ci is very direct, and directly gets into the topic.And when Xuanci's questioning ended, there was complete silence in the hall, only some people's heavy breathing could be heard.

Everyone held their breath and focused their eyes on Murong Fu.Murong's family is descendant of Xianbei, no matter what he is a foreign race, no one in the martial arts respects him anymore.

Countless eyes stared at him. To be honest, Murong Fu was under a lot of pressure. He could only maintain his demeanor without moving his face. In fact, he was very upset and very uneasy.

I saw Murong Fu clasped his fists first and bowed, facing all the people in the hall, turned around in a circle, and performed the etiquette fully.Then he said seriously: "Masters, you heroes have learned a lot. Although I, Murong Fu, am not a great hero, I am still a dignified man."

"How can I, Murong Fu, be neither a devil nor a fool, how can I kill so many heroes in Jianghu for no reason? What good will my Murong family kill so many heroes for me?"

Having said this, Murong Fu paused for a moment, and then continued: "When the world fights, the murderer must have a motive to kill. Although Murong Fu dare not say that he is famous, he is also loved by friends in the world, and he is nicknamed "Nan Murong". Dare I ask you heroes, what is the motive of my Gusu Murong family?"

But at this moment, the crowd roared together.

"Don't forget, you, the descendant of Nan Murong Xianbei, provoked disputes in the martial arts in the Central Plains, and sought opportunities for your country to restore the country, then everything will make sense."

All of a sudden, voices echoed everywhere, as long as Nan Murong was a descendant of Xianbei, everything would make sense.

A large number of family members of the victims in mourning clothes and white scarves formed a circle.Among them, there are all kinds of people, and there are people with different mentalities. Some are the family members of the victims who died of the stunt of "returning the other's way" and more are the victims of the sea of ​​corpses in Juxianzhuang Family members, the family members are planning to fight desperately with Mr. Bai.

Murong Fu secretly hated that if his identity hadn't been revealed, he wouldn't have many troubles now, and said loudly to the crowd, "Everyone... the Xianbei descendants of the Murong family are nothing more than rumors from the white devil, do you believe that devil? Since the devil came into the world, the tragedies in Jianghu have never stopped. Don’t you suspect that he has ulterior motives? Before the devil was born, what happened to my Gusu Murong family? No hero thinks it’s too coincidental Yet?"

Murong Fu asked several questions in succession, leaving everyone speechless, so he temporarily accepted them.But more family members are eager for revenge, or want to be famous in the world, and they simply cannot accept it. .

The fifth and sixth chapters, the gods and ghosts appear, and the curtain opens. "Please be automatic, please be sure!" "

Even the impulsive and irritable ones cursed directly: "Murong Fu, don't dare to do it or admit it. My master died due to his own unique skills. Except for you, Gusu Murong's family, who else in the world can make my master die so tragically?"

"That's right, my father is also like this. The huge reputation of 'returning the other's way, return to the other' is not something you Murong Fu can just rely on."

"Murong Fu, you say you are not the murderer, what evidence do you have to prove it? Where are you on the fifth day of February? Who can testify?~"

Indeed, the Murong family became famous all over the world for "returning the other's way with the other's way".The victim must have recognized this name, and with the mentality of "killing the wrong man, don't let him go", he assigned the name of the murderer to Murong Fu.If you want to get rid of you, Murong Fu needs to show evidence.

Among the crowd, a gray-haired old man and a white-haired old lady stood in inconspicuous positions, noticing the noise in the hall.

The white-haired old lady whispered: "Brother Xiao, you...do you really want it?"

The old woman's voice is very small, but there is something very special about it.That is, her voice is not as old as the old lady's at all, but a beautiful girlish voice.

The old man heard the old woman complaining, looked at her, and did not speak.It's just that he held the old woman's hand with his right hand to show comfort, and there was a trace of warmth in his eyes.

The two elders are none other than Xiao Feng from Khitan and his wife A'Zhu.

Xiao Feng also understood his woman's worries, and opened his heart to A'Zhu to express his distress.In the end, A'Zhu retreated, disguised himself, and joined Xiao Feng in today's hero meeting, waiting for his father to find out the real culprit, or waiting for the arrival of Young Master Bai.

Xuanci clasped his hands together, and said loudly over the crowd: "Amitabha, you are so kind! Please be patient and don't be impatient. I, Shaolin, invite all the heroes from all over the world to come here to clarify the matter and let the truth be revealed."

When the host spoke, the scene was once again under control, and everyone was completely silent again.

Seeing this situation, Xuan Ci looked at Murong Fu and said seriously: "Mr. Murong, I don't know where you were at that time!"

Murong Fu's expression changed slightly, and he said: "This..."

Murong Fu gasped as he spoke, and continued: "Using the other's way, but also applying it to the other body, it may not be the unique signature of my Murong family. As far as I know, the "Shaolin 72 unique skills" that have been passed down for thousands of years are also rumored, not to mention Other gang sects."

Murong Fu said something about Shaolin, causing the rioters to stop again.On the other hand, the complexion of the Shaolin eminent monk changed drastically, and Xuan Ming, who was already impatient, was full of frost, and shouted: "Murong Fu, what do you mean by that?"

There is no way to explain the simple whereabouts, so Murong Fu had no choice but to change the subject, remembering what the gray-robed monk told him about what happened in Shaolin yesterday.

Murong Fu said frankly: "Scholars of gods and ghosts have also used Shaolin Wuxiang Jiezhi, and it is even rumored that this magic and martial arts talent is against the sky, and he can 'know it at a glance, and master it in a while'. Don't you think so?" Suspect him?"

In fact, Murong Fu himself didn't believe this, and none of the people present believed it, such a monster was beyond their imagination.

But Shaolin believed it, what happened yesterday is vivid in his mind, how could he not believe it.

Xuanci and his senior brothers looked at each other, and both could see that they were doubting each other.

But at this moment, a voice came from the crowd, agreeing: "Mr. Murong's words are very kind, and this old monk and others can prove it."

As soon as these words came out, all the heroes were inconceivable to the extreme, and they never expected the current situation. There are still people who can prove the absurd statement that "you will know it once you watch it, and you will be refined after a while".

Of course, the spread of this voice also made everyone unconsciously cast their eyes on it, and everyone was shocked when they saw it.

Because, the person who made the noise was not an ordinary Jianghu person, but also a monk, but he didn't look like a Shaolin monk.

This monk is wearing a cassock, with a solemn treasure appearance, a ruddy complexion, and a bright light in his eyes. Although he is not from Shaolin, he can still be seen by others. He is a "high monk who has attained the Tao."

I was overjoyed to see someone helping me, and I was very surprised.Immediately, he clasped his fists at the speaker and said, "Dare to ask the master's name?"

"Jumazhi at Daxueshan Temple!" The monk who spoke earlier replied.

The more the heroes listened, the more confused they became, the eminent monks in Shaolin became more and more gloomy, but Murong Fu became happier.Although he didn't understand why this monk was helping him, he still smiled and said politely: "So the master is the Great Wheel Ming King. Murong Fuyuan heard about the profound teachings of the Ming King when he was in Suzhou. Today, I am really lucky."

"Mr. Murong is polite." Jiumozhi replied.

At this time, the crowd was surging and discussing, but still no one believed it, or didn't want to believe it.