Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

After returning to Dongtian, he first found two masters, Mo Hen and Qin Ming.

"Disciple is back, how was this trip?" Mo Hen smiled slightly and asked.

Murong Fu nodded and presented several rare treasures obtained from [Qianhuang]: "Master, these were given to me by [Qianhuang]. They are all fine spiritual items."

"Hahaha, you are quite thoughtful." Qin Ming took it and felt a little relieved.

"This trip was relatively uneventful, except that I was delayed for a few days passing by [Qian Palace], so I came back late."

Murong Fu briefly told what happened there, and then took out a [Blood Knife] from his arms.

"This is the [Blood Knife] I got when I killed Bai Wuji. I wonder what it does?"

Mo Hen took it, looked at it carefully, and handed it to Qin Ming.

The two looked at each other, and Mo Hen slowly said: "This knife is related to the [Blood God Cult]."

"[Blood God Cult]?" Murong Fu looked at the two of them again with a hint of doubt.

Qin Ming sighed: "It's a long story."

"The [Blood God Religion] has spent all their energy searching for this [Blood Knife] in order to resurrect the old demon Youquan."

"It is said that Shushan sect Dan Chenzi wounded the old demon Youquan with a knife, and a drop of his blood remained on it."

"It is rumored that as long as this drop of blood is found, the old demon of Youquan can be resurrected."

As Murong Fu listened, he felt a little confused and scratched his head: "You mean, the knife is not important, what is important is the drop of blood?"

Mo Hen nodded: "Yes, but the [Blood God Sect] has not been found so far. The so-called [Blood Knife] is all fake."

Qin's famous general threw the [Blood Knife] on the table casually and said in a deep voice: "This knife of yours is naturally fake."

"Fake? No wonder..."

Murong Fu laughed at himself: "I think back then, I had a blood knife when I debuted, but unfortunately I lost it later."

"Perhaps that one of yours is real?" Mo Hen teased him.

"Haha, master, please stop making fun of me."

Suddenly, Qin Ming seemed to have discovered something. He stepped forward and took his pulse, frowning tightly: "Are you injured?"

When Murong Fu remembered how he was chased by the Fox Fairy Empress, he felt relieved.

He nodded and explained: "I entered [One Hundred Thousand Mountains] a few days ago and was discovered by the Fox Fairy Queen."

"She coveted Jingyu's nine-tailed fox spirit vein and my pure Yang power, so she killed me."

"If it hadn't been for me throwing out the small wooden sword that the master gave me in time, I'm afraid it would have fallen into her hands long ago."

"..."

Murong Fu recounted those things.

Qin Ming curled his lips: "I didn't expect that you were so unlucky that you were taken care of by that vixen."

"However, fortunately your injury is not serious and you can just take care of it."

After that, he gave another wooden sword and handed it to Murong Fu: "As long as Master is here, that dead fox can't hurt you. Practice hard and overturn her fox den in the future."

The latter's eyes flashed, he nodded solemnly, took the small wooden sword: "Understood!"

"Okay, it's almost time. I'm going to retreat with your master Mo Hen. You just need to heal your wounds." Qin Ming spoke softly and left with Mo Hen.

"Congratulations, Master!"

Later, Murong Fu also began to practice in seclusion, intending to heal his injuries.

After three full days of seclusion, not hearing anything outside the window, the injury was finally almost healed.

He looked around, feeling bored, and suddenly remembered that there was a spring in the back mountain.

There is plenty of spiritual energy there, so it's a good place to practice.

In the back mountain of [Dongtian], deep in the green forest between the mountains, the forest is lush and green, occasionally accompanied by a few birdsong, which is crisp and pleasant.

The water of the creek tinkled non-stop, as sweet as a silver bell blown by the wind.

Murong Fu smiled slightly, feeling the rich spiritual energy between heaven and earth, took off his clothes and sat quietly in the hot spring.

Slowly empty yourself, absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into your body, and constantly harmonize and cleanse your meridians.

Under the sunlight, the sparkling spring water surrounded Murong Fu, making him feel extremely comfortable.

Before he knew it, three days had passed, and he was drifting around with the spring water.

He exhaled gently and slowly opened his eyes, feeling the earth-shaking changes inside his body.

Even though the injury was so serious, there was no discomfort at all.

When he was about to get up and go back, suddenly a figure in the distance attracted his attention.

I saw a woman in white clothes standing far away by the river, taking off her clothes one by one.

The emerald green of the trees echoes the blue sky, the woman's skin is as creamy, and three thousand black hairs are scattered behind her back.

He was mesmerized as he looked at her, feeling that Fang Qian was as beautiful as a fairy from heaven.

I saw her jade feet, like lotus roots, digging into the spring water bit by bit.

A pair of clear and bright eyes, long eyelashes trembling slightly, and fair and flawless skin with a hint of pink.

Just as Murong Fu was about to step forward, a figure suddenly flashed across the woods.

He looked over intently and saw that it was Li Xiaofeng, the fifth elder's grandson, peeking furtively at the moment.

Murong Fu suddenly felt an unknown fire in his heart, flew forward and kicked Li Xiaofeng to the ground.

Li Xiaofeng was so fascinated that he had already taken off most of his clothes and was about to take the next step.

Unexpectedly, he was kicked into the grass.

Fang Qian on the side heard the sound and was also frightened. She grabbed the clothes next to her and wrapped herself tightly.

"Who is over there?" She was walking towards this side, all wet.

The moment she saw Murong Fu, Fang Qian's face suddenly showed a hint of joy, and she stepped forward and threw herself into his arms.

"Fu Lang, you are back!"

Murong Fu hugged her waist tightly, his voice was magnetic and gentle: "It's me, I'm here!"

Under the sun, a man and a woman hug each other, which is a beautiful and warm picture.

But there are always those who are short-sighted and want to find themselves uncomfortable at this time.

Li Xiaofeng rolled up from the ground in embarrassment, his eyes seemed to be filled with two flames: "Who? Who kicked me just now?"

"Your grandfather!" Murong Fu looked at him coldly, with a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"Murong Fu! It's you who came to ruin my good deeds! Let me teach you a lesson!" Li Xiaofeng gritted his teeth and said every word.

"Ha! You peeked at my woman, and now you want to scream in front of me. Who gave you the courage?"

"Your woman? I have been eyeing this woman for a long time, why don't you give it to me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Murong Fu raised his hand and waved it away, and a powerful spiritual energy hit the opponent's heart.

Li Xiaofeng was naturally not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he nimbly dodged the blow.