Murong Fu Dongfangqing

Immediately, Yilin's pretty face flushed, and she was very surprised. She seldom went down the mountain, so how could she get such a reputation? I hope the benefactor will not say such frivolous words again."

"Hehe, this is the truth. It's not a frivolous statement. If you don't believe me, let's find a few people and ask them, and they will know if I have lied to you!"

Yilin immediately panicked, "Don't, don't, I believe it!" If Murong Fu took her to other places to meet people and asked her if she was beautiful, she would be ashamed to death, let alone she is a monk.

"How old is Junior Sister Yilin?"

"sixteen……"

"Why did you become a monk?"

"I was brought up by Master since I was a child. Master became a monk, so I naturally became a monk."

"Have you ever thought about getting married again?" Murong Fu couldn't help teasing her when he saw her soft and weak appearance.

Yilin shook her head hastily, and said with a reddish face, "The benefactor must not talk nonsense, the Buddha will blame his disciples when he hears about it."

"What are you afraid of, the Buddha is busy with family affairs, so he has no time to pay attention to you. Besides, there is nothing to blame for this kind of thing. The Buddha said, if you want to marry someone, at most you can say that you are not broken. It's just that I don't have a relationship with the Buddha, so I won't blame it." Murong Fu became more and more unscrupulous.

Tears rolled in Yilin's beautiful eyes, as if she was about to cry, she said: "Yilin has never thought of this before, benefactor, don't say it!"

Murong Fu's expression suddenly turned serious, "What benefactor, call me Brother Murong!"

"Murong Da..." Yilin was distracted by Murong Fu's words at this time, and she couldn't help calling out, but as soon as the words came out, she immediately felt that something was wrong, so she stopped the word "Brother" in time, and just whispered He said, "Don't do this to the benefactor."

"Why don't you dare to look at me, am I ugly?" Murong Fu couldn't help but pretend to be angry when he saw that she kept her head down.

"No... no, the benefactor is very... pretty, but... just..." Yilin murmured and couldn't answer for a long time.

"Just what?"

"Nothing!" Yilin shook her head and refused to say any more.

"Since the benefactor is pretty, you should take a second look!" Murong Fu said with a slight smile.

Yilin seemed to muster up her courage, and looked up at Murong Fu.

Murong Fu saw that there was a layer of blush on her pure and flawless complexion, adding a bit of beauty, he couldn't take his eyes away for a while.

"Benefactor...benefactor..." Yilin called twice but got no response, but seeing Murong Fu's rather fiery eyes, she hastily lowered her head, not daring to meet his gaze again.

"Cough!" Murong Fu came back to his senses, scolding himself in his heart for being so dishonest. The atmosphere was quite awkward for a while, so he hurriedly changed the subject, "By the way, where are you going? Are those people in ambush?"

Yilin hesitated for a moment, but still replied: "We are invited by the Emei Sect to go to Guangming Peak to exterminate the evil spirits."

Murong Fu couldn't help curling his lips inwardly, Miejue Shitai has a strong temperament and hates evil like a vengeful, while Master Dingxian has a compassionate heart, even if others want to harm her, she would not see someone die, both of them are nuns, how can there be such a big difference between them? What he muttered even more was that Dingxian would also lie in this muddy water.

Afterwards, the two chatted casually, and in fact, it was mostly Murong Fu who was asking questions, while Yilin would occasionally reply with a few words, always maintaining a reserved look, gradually Murong Fu lost interest, although Yilin is beautiful and very cute, but she always keeps a distance from Murong Fu, as if he is some kind of scourge, it is really boring.

An hour passed, and when Murong Fu was waiting impatiently, the voice of Mrs. Dingxian finally came from inside the cave, "Mr. Murong is here to protect the dharma. The poor nun is very grateful. Please come in and talk!"

But Murong Fu said loudly: "This junior still has important matters to attend to, since the mistress is already safe, this junior will not delay any longer, so I will take my leave."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked out of the valley, without any intention of turning back.

Yilin stared blankly at Murong Fu's back, "The benefactor..."

He wanted to save a few words, but he swallowed the words again, and didn't know what to do for a while.

It wasn't until after Murong Fu left that Master Dingyi's voice came from the cave, "Is Yilin outside? Come in quickly!"

Only then did Yilin hurried into the cave.

Murong Fu returned to the place where Hengshan Sect's disciples cultivated. At this time, the complexions of all the disciples improved, and they were no longer as embarrassed as before, but Tingfeng was whispering something to Chuuxue, their expressions were full of resentment.

"Why, are you talking ill of Young Master behind your back again?" Murong Fu came behind the two of them and said with a smile on his face.

Ting Feng snorted, turned his head to one side, and Chuuxue turned around and said, "My lord, when are we going to go on the road?"

Murong Fu stretched out his hand and pinched Tingfeng's face in a funny way, "Okay, okay, let's go now!"

Ting Feng patted Murong Fu's hand away, but when he heard Murong Fu's words, he couldn't help but look happy, and the dark clouds just now dissipated.

The three of them directly practiced lightness kung fu on the spot, and then flew away, which aroused the envy of all the disciples of Hengshan School.

But at this time it was already dark, Murong Fu and the others just walked for a while, distanced themselves from the Hengshan Sect, stopped to eat some dry food, meditated and rested on the spot, and did not leave until the next day.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed by, Murong Fu and his party hurried on, traveling around the mountains and rivers while traveling, feeling very uncomfortable, and finally arrived at the territory of Mount Hua on this day.

Speaking of Mount Hua, I have to mention Mount Hua on swords, because the two Huashan swords of the Central Plains Wujue are well-known stories in the martial arts, and people in the martial arts are also longing for Huashan. As long as you mention martial arts, you will definitely think of Huashan , Many people even specially set the place for the competition at the top of Huashan Mountain, traveled thousands of miles to Huashan Mountain, climbed the peak, and imitated the five wonders of the Central Plains.

"Actually, more people hope to become famous through this!" Murong Fu thought in his heart.

But in this way, the Huashan faction ushered in the spring, because the rise of "Huashan Lunjian" attracted many people with good aptitude and longing for martial arts to come here to seek opportunities. Most of them are under the Huashan faction, which makes the Huashan faction, which has been severely injured due to internal strife, gradually show signs of recovery.

"My lord, why did we take an extra two days to come to Mount Hua? Does your lord also want to participate in the Huashan Sword Discussion?"

At this time, the three of Murong Fu were eating in a restaurant in the largest town at the foot of Huashan Mountain, so what they said just now was naturally what they heard from the wind.

Murong Fu shook his head and smiled, "Naturally not, I don't know the exact time of Huashan Discussion of Swords, anyway, it will be in the near future, but if someone can really hold a "Huashan Discussion of Swords" in all martial arts, I would be interested in participating."

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