Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

In the next few days, Murong Fu mercilessly healed his wounds while supplementing his training with Jin Ping Mei.

However, what makes him strange is that he increases his internal strength no matter what.

He has never been able to break through to the realm of a great master.

On this day, the starry sky is bright at night.

Murong Fu was sitting naked in the courtyard, holding a golden vase of plums in his right hand.

The whole body is burning with purple true flames.

Like a king in fire, competing with the bright moon.

Purple flames burned the earth, sending out bursts of white smoke.

At this time, the true energy in his body was like a giant dragon, roaring in the meridians all over his body, rotating at high speed in circles.

The blood exudes a faint golden light, which is extremely noble.

Hundreds of acupuncture points are filled with terrifying energy.

At this moment, Murong Fu's body had reached its peak.

"Break it for me!"

Along with a roar, a huge air wave was set off in the courtyard, burning everything in its path.

The next moment, Murong Fu returned all the energy in his body and squeezed it into his Dantian.

Compress and compress again.

Until it reached its limit, cracks appeared one after another in the Dantian.

Murong Fu frowned, opened his eyes suddenly, and moved the Jin Ping Mei in his hand.

A five-color halo immediately enters the body and repairs the damaged Dantian.

Immediately, he gritted his teeth and continued to compress his true energy.

Today he wants to compress all the energy in his body to the extreme.

This will help you break through to the Grand Master realm.

In just a few breaths, Murong Fu's forehead was already covered with sweat, and his face became ferocious.

"Click~"

The Dantian was shattered again, and Murong Fu spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

If he hadn't had a will far beyond that of ordinary people, he would have fallen to the ground unconscious at this moment.

Not far away, Wang Yuyan and her three daughters could not help but moisten their eyes, covering their mouths and crying softly.

Zhao Fujin was puzzled: "My husband is now a prince-in-law, one person is worth more than ten thousand people, why are you still so desperate?"

"Even if he doesn't reach the level of a Grand Master in his lifetime, he will still enjoy endless glory and wealth."

"Sisters, why don't we go and persuade our husbands."

Wang Yuyan shook her head and said, "We just need to watch quietly, and my husband will take care of it."

"This..." Zhao Fujin was stunned and looked at Mu Wanqing, who was also the same.

Even though his eyes were red and swollen from crying, he didn't move.

Looking at Murong Fu again, he is like a balloon filled with hydrogen, which will explode anytime and anywhere.

More like a gambler, regardless of it, repairing the damage to the Dantian while continuing to compress it.

Finally, the true energy slowly atomized, and the atomization turned into liquefaction.

After liquefaction and strong compression, it turned into crystals.

Suddenly, Murong Fu's whole body was shaken, his mind suddenly became enlightened, and all his thoughts became clear.

There was an indescribable feeling that made his body feel sublimated.

He reached another understanding of the practice.

Jiuzhao Shenlong Palace actually reached the state of trance and sitting in the photo.

Every move comes naturally.

Every movement carries an indescribable artistic conception.

What made Murong Fu even more speechless was that nine crystals appeared in his Dantian.

It is rotating in an extremely strange pattern, absorbing the true energy in the Dantian with each rotation.

The energy emitted by these nine crystals is very similar to the spiritual energy absorbed previously.

He tried to use the Nine Lights Divine Dragon Technique, urging one of the crystals to move forward and slap the ground.

Then there was a loud "bang", and in the blink of an eye, a three-foot-large handprint appeared on the ground. It was so powerful that it was comparable to the full blow of Jinlun Dharma King.

"This... is spiritual power?"

Murong Fu couldn't help but feel happy. He looked at the activated crystal again and found that it had become dim and dull, like a stone.

"Cousin, are you okay?" Wang Yuyan asked distressedly when she saw Murong Fu motionless.

Murong Fu looked up at the girls and waved: "Haha, I'm fine, I just have nine extra stones."

Zhao Fujin pursed his lips and complained: "What kind of skills did you practice to make yourself so miserable?"

Murong Fu laughed "Haha" and said: "You can only become a master if you endure hardships. How can you be the best in the world if you are not miserable?"

"What's so good about being number one in the world?" Zhao Fujin rolled his eyes at his husband.

Wang Yuyan looked confused, looked at Murong Fu, and said, "Why do I feel that you are different from before? You seem to have become more powerful, but you don't look like a great master."

Murong Fu spread his hands and sighed: "My state has not changed, I just accidentally pushed the technique to the extreme."

"Kung Fu?" Wang Yuyan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Cousin, you are still young and there is no need to worry."

"I was the one who got ahead. I thought I could break through quickly with the help of Jin Ping Mei. Unfortunately, it backfired." Murong Fu shook his head, sighed, and slowly stood up, only to find out.

It's just that he found that at this moment, he was actually a little out of tune with this world.

With a gentle wave of his hand, a small whirlwind was set off.

"Cousin, do you know what is going on?"

Wang Yuyan explained: "When the skill reaches a certain level, every move and gesture makes sense."

Zhao Fujin said: "Husband, now you have an extra celestial energy in your body."

"Really? This is really interesting." Murong Fu felt refreshed and suggested, "Let's go take a dip in the pool."

When the three women heard this, their faces showed a hint of shyness. Zhao Fujin joked:

"How about calling Qing Qing too? I saw that she takes a bath all day long and is much fairer than before."

Mu Wanqing glanced at Murong Fu: "That's right. It seems that Fu Lang hasn't given her treatment or massage today."

"Then I'll send someone to call Sister Qingqing." Wang Yuyan also laughed.

"Don't make trouble, cousin, the relationship between me and Qingqing is just that of a doctor and a patient." Murong Fu replied seriously.

"Then go and call sister Su Ying?" Wang Yuyan reminded:

Murong Fu was stunned. He had always kept away from Su Ying, a tigress. He smiled and said, "Next time, next time!"

The three women smiled "haha" and looked proud, as if they had a small victory over the other women.

The pool in Prince Yan's Mansion was modeled one-to-one by craftsmen according to the hot springs in the Royal Forest Garden.

Although it cannot achieve the comfort of ground fire temperature control, it is not something that ordinary people can enjoy.

After Zhao Fujin entered the pool, he approached Murong Fu and personally peeled an imported ice grape for him.

They tasted the delicious pulp together and said shyly: "Tomorrow morning, I will leave the palace and return to the palace. I will not see my husband for three days."

Murong Fu hugged her into his arms and said with a smile: "Doesn't it mean that in three days, your dream will come true?"

Mu Wanqing asked curiously: "Is this my sister's dream?"

Zhao Fujin smiled slightly and reminded: "Hey, I started before you, you should call me sister."

Mu Wanqing's delicate eyebrows sank, and she looked at Murong Fu: "Hmph, I was obviously one step ahead of her in joining you, why did she become the older sister? It's not fair." M..

"Then you go back and ask your father to come to propose marriage as soon as possible. Don't let the latecomers take over again." Zhao Fujin said with a proud smile.

Mu Wanqing's face turned red, she got up and threw herself on Zhao Fujin, starting to fight with him again.

In an instant, water splashed everywhere, and the garden was filled with fragrant spring scenery.

The three girls were playing together, waiting for Murong Fu to join them.