Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

"Time?" Murong Fu was more alert at this time.

He was not interested in how Li Puppet could resist Ding Chunqiu's poison.

On the contrary, there was no logic in the words of the curious other party.

Li Puppet looked at Murong Fu expressionlessly and said:

"Master will explain after entering."

"please!!"

Murong Fu nodded and followed everyone.

After walking a few steps, Xu Zhu came forward and said politely:

"Donor Murong, we meet again."

Murong Fu glanced at Xu Zhu, although this man was extremely ugly.

But it gives people a sense of closeness.

I wonder in my heart, although you have never seen Ye Erniang.

But his father, Abbot Xuanci, was a talented person no matter what.

How could you give birth to such an ugly son?

Is it possible that people in ancient times also liked to be fathers?

Wait, doesn’t his uncle just want to be a father?

Is it possible that Xu Zhu is not Abbot Xuanci's child?

Thinking of this, the way Murong Fu looked at Xu Zhu became a little different.

"Ah, what's wrong with Murong Donor?" Xu Zhu asked cautiously when he saw Murong Fu's strange eyes.

Murong Fu shook his head and said nonsensically: "Master, he is pure and kind by nature, but he is rare."

Xu Zhu scratched his head and said shyly:

"Ah! Our disciples in Shaolin Temple are all so kind."

"The young monk is just one of them."

Murong Fu smiled lightly, he really liked Xu Zhu's humble attitude.

Along the way, we occasionally discussed a few Buddhist principles.

What is even more surprising is that Murong Fu discovered.

Xu Zhu is not very young, but his understanding of Buddhist principles is extremely profound.

It has to make people look at it with admiration.

Even the big-eared thief Gong Ziyu on the side would chime in a few words from time to time.

"Everyone, we're here." Li Puppet stopped in front of a stone door carved with a flying fairy in the day and said politely.

Fang Shizhou glanced at Ding Chunqiu and said with disdain:

"Old news [Xingxiu Sect] is invincible with its poison."

"This is nothing more than what I saw today."

Ding Chunqiu snorted coldly and retorted:

"Haha, it is indeed not as good as Mr. Fang, who can do whatever he wants with this advantage."

"I heard that you were scared by our Prince Murong not long ago and did not dare to leave Nanjing City."

"I wonder if this is the case?"

Fang Shizhou's expression suddenly changed, he glared at Ding Chunqiu fiercely, turned away, and stopped talking.

When Li Chenzhou heard this, he laughed "haha" and said, "I didn't expect such a thing to happen?"

"Li is indeed ignorant. Why don't you let Senior Ding explain the specific matter?"

Fang Shizhou turned around, glanced at the client, Murong Fu, and said harshly to Li Chenzhou:

"Li, don't go too far."

Li Chenzhou said with an arrogant face: "So what if I go too far? You can't beat me."

"Is it possible to call your adoptive father to have a fight with my biological father?"

"Oh, yes, I also have a biological uncle named Yan Nantian. Do you want to call that old eunuch here to try too?"

"You..." Fang Shizhou was immediately struck speechless.

He couldn't say whether his adoptive father could defeat Kuangtu Yan.

But he knew that Mi Cangqiong would definitely not be able to defeat Yan Nanfei.

The opponent's strength is terrifyingly strong.

"Everyone, please!" Li Puppet opened the door directly.

The stone door made a dull and thick sound.

Everyone walked into it and found that it turned out to be a large hall.

In the middle is a cylindrical platform one foot high.

There were several iron chairs arranged around it.

On the high platform, there was an old man sitting upright, wearing a blue robe and possessing the spirit of an immortal.

After Li Puppet saw the old man, he saluted respectfully and said:

"Master, all the heroes of today are here."

"Well, go down." The old man waved his hand calmly.

Li Puppet quickly bowed and left, not forgetting to close the stone door before leaving.

"Boom~"

When everyone heard the stone door closing, they couldn't help but feel their hearts sinking.

They all cast curious glances at the old man on the high platform.

Seeing this, the old man smiled slightly and said:

"You talented men, please don't panic."

"I would like to introduce myself. The current leader of Bubu [Xiaoyao Sect] is Wu Yazi."

Murong Fu looked at Wu Yazi, who was in good health. He was startled for a moment and said doubtfully:

"Are you Wu Yazi?"

"Haha, that's right. If you don't believe me, you can ask, my good disciple." Wu Yazi looked at Ding Chunqiu with a smile and said.

After hearing this, everyone looked at Ding Chunqiu and found that the old guy had a look of panic on his face.

His body couldn't stop trembling.

He was still "murmuring":

"No way, no way."

"Haha." Wu Yazi said with a smile: "Do you think that if you fall into the valley as a teacher, you will still be half disabled even if you don't die?"

Ding Chunqiu suddenly looked up, showing a fierce look, and said:

"Yes, why are you unscathed?"

Wu Yazi explained calmly and said:

"My teacher is indeed injured, and he is seriously injured."

"But...fortunately, your master came to my rescue and allowed him to heal me."

"My master?" Ding Chunqiu was startled and looked at Wu Yazi in shock. He couldn't believe his ears: "Wasn't he killed by someone?"

Others were also confused.

How old must someone be to be Ding Chunqiu's master?

One hundred and fifty years old?

Two hundred years old?

Wu Yazi said calmly: "He is living well, he just ran into some trouble."

"But you don't have to worry about that."

"To thank you for taking care of Qingluo and Yuyan for so many years."

"After I destroy your martial arts skills as a master, I will spare your life so that you will have no regrets in this life."

As soon as these words came out, Ding Chunqiu's face turned extremely ugly.

He was injured in the previous chess game, and now he was fighting Wu Yazi.

It is undoubtedly a fatal situation.

If you feel cruel, you will run away.

However, Wu Yazi didn't give him this chance at all.

When the voice fell, the man had already jumped from the ten-foot-high platform.

As if coming from the air, he slapped Ding Chunqiu's head with a palm.

"I heard that you did a [Gong Transformation Technique] outside."...

"I feel it's interesting for you, why don't you give me two palms and let me see its power?"

Ding Chunqiu's expression changed drastically, he raised his hand to block Wu Yazi's palm, and quickly moved back.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Wu Yazi landed, he got close to Ding Chunqiu again, forcing him to take action.

"What a fast movement!" Gong Ziyu said in a deep voice.

"This kind of movement seems to hide the hexagram position." Zhang Wuji, who had not spoken for a long time, finally spoke.

Several other people also began to discuss Wu Yazi's power.

Only Murong Fu never came.

It's not surprising to him that Wu Yazi knows [Lingbo Weibu].

Even if you use the [Beiming Divine Art], you won't be surprised.

Now, what confused him was.

Since there is no Yazi, the body is sound.

Why coax them here?

What's so shameful about it?

Just when Murong Fu was thinking about the other party's purpose.

Ding Chunqiu screamed in his ears:

"Ah, Murong Fu, save me!"

Murong Fu frowned, seeing that Ding Chunqiu's [Transformation Technique] had no effect at all.

He was sucked into a human by the [Beiming Divine Art].

He could only shake his head helplessly:

Who told you that you are not Yuyan’s biological grandfather?