Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

The gray-yellow mist became thicker and thicker, and the pace of the few people became faster and faster, with indescribable joy on their faces.

Seeing those few people about to enter, the other disciples also felt an urge to try.

At this moment, a cold voice came from the crowd behind: "Wait a minute!"

Wan Shan, Gu Aoxue, Zhang Yuxuan and others stopped and looked back.

I saw a woman wearing a monk's robe, twisting a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, and slowly walked out of the crowd.

As she slowly opened her eyes, everyone couldn't help but take a breath.

A pair of eyes are clear and transparent, without any impurities, as if they are a pool of spring water, calm and comfortable.

Her fair cheeks are engraved with starry red lips, and even her bald head cannot resist her handsome face.

"This is the Miaoyi Bodhisattva from [Tathagata Temple]. She is extremely powerful and is a new generation of outstanding disciples."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's a pity that such a beauty is missing a head of black hair."

"Don't talk nonsense. She hates people talking about her appearance the most in her life. Don't disturb other people's innocence."

"..."

Some people gathered together and told the glorious life story of Miaoyi Bodhisattva.

Murong Fu couldn't help but become a little interested in her as he listened, and he raised his eyes to look over.

Bodhisattva Miaoyi turned her beads and walked towards the people in front of her step by step. She stood still and said, "This mist is by no means an ordinary thing. You must not step into it easily."

"You female Bodhisattva, when will it be your turn to hinder my steps here!" Zhang Yuxuan took a step forward with a rough voice.

Wan Shan on the side also echoed: "That's right, you monks are so mysterious. Didn't I just come out of here safe and sound?"

"That's right! I think she just wanted to keep these treasures for herself, so that's why she stopped us." Gu Aoxue's eyes turned, and there was a sharp sound in her gentle voice that was hard to detect.

Bodhisattva Miaoyi clasped her hands together and saluted them: "Amitabha, the donors have misunderstood, the nun is just..."

"Just what? Don't stop us from hunting for treasure here!" Zhang Yuxuan yelled, then turned around and led everyone away.

Miao Yi Nu Bodhisattva's expression changed, her brows knitted tightly together, and she rushed forward with a single step, blocking the way of everyone.

"You can't go!" Her voice was firm, her eyes were as bright as fire, and she had the persistence and perseverance of a monk.

Murong Fu looked at her from a distance, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, revealing a smile.

Zhuge Qingyun also said softly: "It seems that not only the two of us have noticed it."

"So what? It's hard for gods to persuade damned ghosts." Murong Fu looked across the crowd and fixed on Gu Aoxue.

He never understood when exactly this person underwent such a drastic change.

Logically speaking, he obviously didn't...

At this moment, Murong Fu suddenly had an idea, and a memory flashed through his mind.

Just now, when the mist was blown by the wind, it seemed that those from the [Cumulus Sword Sect] were walking at the end.

Among them, including Gu Aoxue!

Murong Fu's eyes flashed and he murmured in a low voice: "It all makes sense."

As early as when Wan Shan entered, he had already discovered what was inside.

Even though they were so far apart, they could vaguely see the phantoms hidden in the mist, floating around in the air in different shapes.

With the cover of the gray-yellow mist, it penetrated into Wan Shan's body bit by bit, gradually controlling and swallowing it.

But what he never expected was that Wan Shan and the others would come out intact together.

What's even weirder is that it's no different from before. Even the brothers and sisters from the same sect didn't notice anything unusual.

Murong Fu couldn't help but break into a cold sweat, his expression suddenly changed, and he exchanged glances with Zhuge Qingyun.

It seems that it has already been mixed among the disciples, but it is well hidden.

Even he and Zhuge Qingyun didn't find any clues.

If not, Gu Aoxue was too anxious to lure everyone into the mist, and I'm afraid he would be kept in the dark now.

Murong Fu pondered for a long time, silently scanning everyone, trying to find some traces on their bodies.

Unfortunately, they are hidden so well!

What exactly are they?

Why take someone else's body and pretend to be someone else to live?

Ahead, Miao Yi Nu Bodhisattva was still arguing with Zhang Yuxuan, even to the point of becoming tense.

Zhang Yuxuan led several disciples from [Lingxiao Sect] and approached Miaoyi Bodhisattva step by step. His eyes were sharp and threatening: "We don't want to talk nonsense to you anymore, get out of the way!"

The latter did not retreat at all, and spoke stubbornly: "No! I told you, there are other things here, and this trip is definitely extremely dangerous!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Yuxuan and others suddenly laughed and taunted: "I think you are crazy!"

"Where is there something? What is there?"

“I didn’t expect that the people at [Tathagata Temple] not only deceived people, but also made up stories!”

However, what none of them noticed was that as soon as Bodhisattva Miaoyi finished speaking, Wan Shan and Gu Aoxue's faces froze.

"Don't listen to her, let's go!" Wan Shan raised his hands and shouted.

Seeing that they were about to move forward, Miaoyi Bodhisattva quickly opened her arms: "No! You can't go!"

Without even thinking about it, Zhang Yuxuan drew his sword directly and put it on her neck, with a sharp and piercing look.

Suddenly, a stone flew out from the crowd at the rear, hitting the long sword directly into a gap and making a "ding!" sound.

The sword in Zhang Yuxuan's hand was hit to one side, and his whole face changed instantly, and he looked straight at everyone: "Who! Who took action just now!"

"It's me!" Murong Fu said in a deep voice, walking forward step by step and standing next to Miaoyi Bodhisattva.

Zhang Yuxuan's tone was unkind and he said coldly: "Who are you? You want to stop us too?"

Murong Fu didn't even give him a look, his eyes kept falling on the Bodhisattva Miaoyi with some interest and curiosity.

Zhang Yuxuan had never been ignored like this before, so he took a step forward and wanted to pinch Murong Fu's shoulders.

However, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was forced back by a powerful spiritual energy, and then a stone scratched his neck, leaving a bloody mark.

"What an idiot! Even gods can't save you, a ghost like you who is seeking death!"

Bodhisattva Miaoyi was suddenly startled and looked at Murong Fu intently, feeling an indescribable feeling in her heart.

She knew that the person in front of her not only blocked the sword for her, but now he was venting her anger on her behalf.

"You, you believe what I said?" She looked at Murong Fu in shock and said.

The latter nodded slightly and showed a hearty smile: "Believe it! Why don't you believe it? You are so good-looking, so everything you say is right."