Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

As Miao Yi Nu Bodhisattva said, everyone's eyes fell on the [Glass Orb].

"I see."

"This pair of eyeballs from [Soni Vajra Beast] is really a top treasure!"

"Yes, it seems that it was lost to Murong Fu this time."

Everyone had a bit of envy in their eyes, and some people also had some thoughts.

One of the disciples spoke with a hint of guilt in his tone: "We should also have a share of this [Glaze Orb]!"

When Wang Zhigao heard this, he immediately became energetic. Instead of crying like a ghost who had just been expelled, his eyes sparkled: "Yes! This kind of treasure should be shared equally by everyone."

"Mr. Murong is highly skilled in martial arts and has a broad mind. Naturally, he will not be such a selfish villain."

"That makes sense!"

"Presumably, Murong Fu, you won't have it all by yourself..."

With the beginning, some other people also started talking to each other, with greed in their eyes.

"Haha!" Murong Fu couldn't help being amused after listening to their words.

This is not only ungrateful, but also moral kidnapping.

After hearing what they said, Bodhisattva Miaoyi turned red with anger and pointed at those people with her fingers trembling slightly.

"You are so shameless! Robbers!"

"Obviously it was Murong Fu who saved your lives, but now you are trying to steal his treasure!"

"Everyone claims to be a disciple of the sect, but they seem to be a bunch of treacherous and greedy people!"

Her words were resounding, hitting those people's ears every word, deafening!

After hearing the words, the few disciples who had just spoken couldn't help but feel a little guilty, and slowly stepped back, trying to reduce their sense of presence.

Wang Zhigao, who had always been causing trouble, naturally would not let go of such an opportunity. His eyes were full of light when he looked at [Liu Li Baozhu].

As long as he can bring this treasure back, the sect will definitely reward him with countless martial arts books, and maybe even make him the youngest outer sect elder!

When he thought of this, his eyes became even brighter, showing no trace of greed and plunder.

"Miaoyi Nu Bodhisattva, what you said is wrong. We all entered the [Spiritual God Realm] together, and the treasures we obtain naturally belong to all of us."

"If he, Murong Fu, were allowed to take it all by himself, I'm afraid everyone here would be unconvinced."

"You said, right?"

As he spoke, he began to guide the other people present.

Liu Miao and the other three were also very angry at his rogue words, but they didn't know how to refute him.

At this moment, Zhuge Qingyun's face froze, and he slowly walked to the side of Miaoyi Bodhisattva and examined the orb in her hand.

After a long time, amidst everyone's discussion, he said softly: "Otherwise, we will give them the orb!"

As soon as these words came out, Wang Zhigao and the others were slightly stunned at first, and then the smiles on their faces widened a bit, with mockery in their eyes.

"See, even your fellow sect members say so."

With a hint of surprise in Murong Fu's eyes, he looked up and down at the person in front of him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Zhuge Qingyun felt guilty inexplicably when he looked at him like this. He raised his hand and touched his nose: "What I said is right, right?"

"That's right! That's right!" Wang Zhigao nodded repeatedly with a smile on his face.

"Fart!" Liu Sen was the first to jump out and said loudly: "These two [Glaze Orbs] were taken down by Murong Fu and Miao Yi Bodhisattva together, and they should belong to them!"

Liu Rui also followed up and echoed: "Well said! I don't know who was chased by the [Soni Vajra Beast] just now and was so embarrassed that they almost lost their lives."

"If Murong Fu hadn't been here, how could each of you still be alive standing here."

"You [Lingxiao Sect] and [Purple Cloud Sword Sect] people are too shameless!"

Soon, other disciples also expressed their grievances for Murong Fu with impassioned voices.

Zhuge Qingyun's figure froze, his face looked a little ugly, and he stood aside without saying a word.

However, Murong Fu saw something was wrong in his eyes and was shocked.

While no one was paying attention, he walked quietly behind Zhuge Qingyun and used his hands to test with spiritual energy.

However, before the spiritual energy could get close to him, Zhuge Qingyun suddenly turned back, his eyes widening twice as wide as an ordinary person's.

"You..." Murong Fu was about to speak, but found that his eyes returned to their original state in an instant.

If he hadn't been convinced that he was right, he would have been deceived.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhuge Qingyun was as usual, his tone and demeanor were the same as before.

Murong Fu looked carefully for a long time and found no clue at all. Then he looked back and said with a smile: "Nothing, I just remembered the small wooden sword that master gave to us two. Do you still carry it with you?"

"Of course I'll take it with me..." Zhuge Qingyun continued speaking subconsciously without thinking at all.

Halfway through, he was shocked to realize that he had fallen into Murong Fu's trap, and it was too late to change his story.

Murong Fu's [Taiyi Split Light Sword] moved according to his heart, and the golden light increased suddenly, lingering on the sword, and pierced Zhuge Qingyun's heart.

"Murong Fu, what are you doing!" Liu Miao exclaimed, wanting to step forward to help.

However, Murong Fu gave him a warning look and said coldly: "Stop, he is not Zhuge Qingyun!"

Immediately, everyone was in an uproar.

Zhuge Qingyun would not sit still and wait for death. He used his unique skill [Meteor Movement] to avoid the successive attacks of [Taiyi Split Light Sword].

He stood still, his eyes were as bright as fire, and he said angrily: "Murong Fu, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean? Don't you know it yourself?" Murong Fu curled his lips and sneered, without any warmth on his face.

Under his control, every move of the sword was a killing move, without any mercy.

"What's going on? Why are they [Canglan Sword Sect] fighting among themselves?"

"He just said that Zhuge Qingyun is not Zhuge Qingyun, so what does he mean?"

"I think it's because Zhuge Qingyun just spoke for us and stepped on Murong Fu's sore spot that he killed him so painfully!"

A bad premonition suddenly arose in the heart of Bodhisattva Miaoyi.

She looked at the two fighting figures, took out a cinnabar bead shining with red light from her arms, and crushed it in the palm of her hand.

As the spiritual energy fluctuated, the cinnabar turned into waves little by little, slowly drifting towards Zhuge Qingyun.

At this time, Murong Fu had confirmed his suspicion that the person in front of him was definitely not Zhuge Qingyun himself.

However, how could the moves be exactly the same as Zhuge Qingyun's before, or even better? How could this be done!

When he was shocked, he looked directly at Zhuge Qingyun's face, wanting to see what was under the skin, pretending to be a ghost!

"Swish, swish, swish!" Red light surrounded the two of them, and cinnabar surrounded them.