Murong Fu Dongfangqing

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes brightened slightly, "That's fine, but in this way, the other five sects won't appreciate Mingjiao's kindness, and it's not good for you to resolve the grievances between Mingjiao and the six major sects!"

Zhang Wuji hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, "The top priority is to rescue the six major factions. As for the grievances among them, it won't be too late to resolve them slowly."

A look of relief flashed across Zhang Sanfeng's eyes, "It's rare for Wuji to know the seriousness and proportion. After the six major sects are rescued, the old Taoist will announce the matter to the world."

"If you want to announce something to the world, why don't you let the old man know about it first?" At this moment, a vigorous and powerful voice came from outside the house, with a long and long breath, clear and natural, obviously the inner strength has reached an extremely deep state.

Zhang Sanfeng's complexion changed slightly, but then he sighed helplessly, as if he knew someone outside the house.

Murong Fu's face remained unchanged, but his heart was filled with turmoil. Ever since he entered Zhang Sanfeng's room, he had always maintained the highest vigilance. He expanded the six o'clock to tens of feet away, but he didn't notice any living beings. Getting closer, wouldn't it surprise him that a person suddenly appeared now.

Zhang Sanfeng seemed to have seen what Murong Fu was thinking, and immediately smiled wryly, "You don't have to worry about it, let alone you, even the old Taoists, have never found any trace of him."

For the first time, Murong Fu's face revealed a look of astonishment, "Senior didn't notice it, so his martial arts..."

Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand, "His internal strength is quite unique in disappearing."

"Old man Zhang, why did the old man come here and not come out to meet Yi Er for so long?" An impatient voice came from outside the house.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled wryly, got up and walked out, Murong Fu and Zhang Wuji followed one after another.

When I got outside the house, I saw an old man with a fluttering white beard and a ruddy complexion standing in the open space in the courtyard. The most surprising thing was that a pair of white eyebrows were as long as a foot, almost as long as the white hair on the sideburns.

What surprised Murong Fu even more was that if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would not have sensed that there was a person standing there at all, and he was very curious about the identity of this old man for a while.

There is a woman standing behind the old man, it is the Emei female disciple that Murong Fu met at the inn yesterday.

"Baimei," Zhang Sanfeng called out the old man's name, "Didn't you practice meditation in Mount Emei, and you have long since stopped asking about worldly affairs, why did you come down the mountain again?"

"Hmph, Jue'er's ineffectiveness has caused the entire Emei Sect to fall into the hands of the Mongols. How can I be at ease with such a major event!"

"Jue'er..." Murong Fu couldn't help being dumbfounded when he heard this title. There is no one in the Emei sect who can call this title except old nun Jue Jue, but when someone called Master Jue Jue "Je'er", he always I feel indescribably strange.

As for the old man's identity, he wasn't very surprised, because he had already inquired that the Emei Sect in this world is not the original Emei Sect created by Guo Xiang, but an ancient sect inherited from the Warring States period. Emei has the longest history, and even Shaolin is much younger than it.

With such a long history, it is impossible to say that there are not one or two old antiques in the sect.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled kindly: "Then why did you come to see the old man?"

"Hmph, you still have the nerve to ask," the white-browed old man flicked his sleeves, and looked at Zhang Sanfeng with an unfriendly expression, "You old man is not very kind, Emei and Wudang have always been friends, you are good, you only care about your own disciples, my Emei sect But I don’t care about it!”.m.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't care about his words and attitude, he just smiled helplessly, "Where did you start with this, when did the old Taoist only plan to save his disciples and grandchildren?"

"Then you have been in Dadu for many days, but you have never contacted the disciples of the Emei Sect? If this disciple hadn't bumped into your boy yesterday, how would the old man know that you came to Dadu?"

"You have wronged the old Taoist in this matter," Zhang Sanfeng sighed, "The old Taoist had already decided to join forces with little friend Murong to rescue people from the six major sects, which would save a lot of trouble, but who knew you came to the door first , if you know that you are coming, the old Taoist should come to the door to bother you first if you say anything."

"Hmph, if I knew you were coming, I wouldn't have taken this trip." The white-browed old man's expression softened a little, and then he turned his eyes suddenly to look at Murong Fu, "Who are you?"

Murong Fu stepped forward and bowed his hands, "Kid Murong Fu."

"A member of Murong's family?" The white-browed old man was taken aback for a moment, "Who is Murong Xi from you?"

Murong Fu was slightly taken aback, and after a while he realized that Murong Xi was Murong Bo's father's own grandfather, and immediately replied: "It's my grandfather!"

Bai Mei nodded, "It's not bad, among the generations of the Murong family, you are the only one who shows a little bit of the shadow of Murong Longcheng back then!"

"Is this considered a compliment?" Murong Fu slandered in his heart, but he said: "Senior has praised you, but this junior is still young and has impure skills, so he is not qualified to be compared with the ancestors of the family."

Bai Mei's face was serious, "You don't have to be too humble, there are almost no young people who can be called this old man!"

"This is really pretending. I finally met someone who can pretend better than me!" Murong Fu slandered, with a mischievous smile on his face, and stopped answering.

At this time, the female disciple behind Baimei stepped forward and whispered a few words beside Baimei.

Although her voice was low, none of the people present were those with outstanding internal strength, they heard it clearly, it turned out that the female disciple briefly explained what Murong Fu did to the Emei Sect on the Bright Peak.

Zhang Sanfeng's complexion changed slightly, and he took a look at Baimei's expression, sure enough, Baimei's expression turned cold instantly, and he looked at Murong Fu, "You boy, you are very capable."

After speaking, I didn't see how he moved, a little blue light flashed on his chest, and the blue light turned around, and in an instant, it turned into a half-foot-sized blue power balloon.

Murong Fu's complexion changed slightly, he didn't expect the old man to strike at the slightest disagreement, he secretly hummed in his heart, immediately put his hands on the Great Teleportation, forming a defensive position in front of him.

A look of surprise flashed across Baimei's eyes, but the green balloon on his chest seemed to have grown to its limit, suddenly the blue light flickered, and it hit Murong Fu with a "poof" at an extremely fast speed.

Zhang Sanfeng's expression froze immediately, and he murmured, "You've really mastered it!"

With a loud "bang", the cyan energy balloon hit Murong Fu's zhenqi shield, and a strange energy ripple spread out to the surrounding area, and the zhenqi shield immediately became unstable, and it shattered open like an eggshell .

Murong Fu's heart was shocked at the moment, he didn't care to hold back any more, he immediately made a complicated gesture with both hands, the left palm drooped and the right palm pushed out.

"Pfft", the cyan balloon disappeared as soon as it touched his palm.

Not to mention Zhang Wuji, even Zhang Sanfeng and the white-browed old man couldn't hide their surprise in this scene.

"What kind of martial arts are you doing?" Bai Mei couldn't help asking.

But Murong Fu didn't have the energy to answer him, after a while, he raised his right hand suddenly, and struck forward with his palm.

At the same time, the blue energy balloon flew out from Murong Fu's left palm again, and shot towards Baimei at a faster speed.

Bai Mei's face was dumb, but his moves were unambiguous, his sleeves bulged slightly, his hands raised up with two fingers, and he gently swiped at Murong Fu.

Suddenly, a straight white sword qi shot out.

Murong Fu didn't dare to be careless, he closed his palms and then separated them, his fingers twirled in front of his chest, suddenly a white light flashed, a white short sword was already hanging on the index finger of his right hand, he waved at Bai Mei without hesitation.

"Zizizi", the sword energy of both sides intersected, causing a slight burst of air, which was unpleasant and ear-piercing.

Murong Fu swung his right hand several times, only then could he break Baimei's sword energy.

"Six Meridians Excalibur?" Bai Mei frowned slightly, and then sneered, "Six Meridians Excalibur, you have cultivated it like this, if Duan Siping knew about it, I don't know how he would feel about it."

Murong Fu also played a real fire, and was about to attack with all his strength, but Zhang Sanfeng quickly stood between the two of them, "Let's stop fighting for the time being, everything will be discussed after the people from the six major factions are rescued."

"You want to protect him?" Bai Mei asked with a raised eyebrow.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled wryly, "It's not about protecting, don't underestimate little friend Murong, he only exerted [-]% of his strength at most, if he strikes with all his strength, the outcome is hard to say."

Bai Mei sneered, "Just him? Zhang Sanfeng, are you confused? Or are you itchy and want to compete with me?"

"Thank you Master Zhang for saving the siege. Since this senior wants to fight, then this junior will have a good time with him!" Murong Fu is such an arrogant person, how could he really stand behind others and let others protect him? He immediately stepped forward and said, in fact, he I want to try the depth of the two old men in front of me.

Bai Mei looked at Murong Fu quite appreciatively, "Boy, I'm just attacking you. I just want to beat you up. Let the past be past past."

Murong Fu rolled his eyes and beat me up, let the past go, it's a beautiful thought.

Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Zhang Sanfeng hurriedly said, "Baimei, now in the capital of Mongolia, the main purpose is to save people from the six major sects. If there is too much movement and patrols are attracted, it will be difficult to save people." , besides, martial arts has reached your level, and the difference between superior and inferior is like dividing life and death, do you really plan to ignore the disciples and grandchildren of Emei?"

Bai Mei paused, frowned and pondered for a while, and finally nodded, "Well, boy, for Jun Bao's sake, I won't argue with you today, but in the future, this account still has to be settled .”

"Accompany me at any time!" Murong Fu smiled faintly, thinking inwardly, no wonder Zhiruo said that someone would come to collect the Yitian Sword when she said that she had taken the Yitian Sword, presumably she was talking about the old man in front of her, it really is extraordinary.

"Just now, I heard that you have already made a plan. Since the old man has come to Dadu, he naturally wants to step in." Baimei said to Zhang Sanfeng.

"It's better if you are willing to come, our plan is like this..." Then Zhang Sanfeng told Baimei about the plan he made earlier.

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