Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Murong Fu's expression froze and he wished he could sew Bao Ting's mouth shut.

However, before he could speak.

Su Ying said coldly: "If I read it correctly, you were injured by the Ice Palm in your early years, and your solar plexus was severely damaged."

"When it winds and rains, it will be extremely painful."

"If a husband and wife are not harmonious, they may be resented by their wives."

Bo E didn't believe it: "The wife of Third Brother has been dead for several years, how can she still dislike him?"

"Shut up!" Upon hearing this, Bao BuTong's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Su Ying said speechlessly: "Just pretend I didn't say the second half."

"Huh, little girl, you have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth!" Bao BuTong replied angrily.

Murong Fu waved his hand to stop the two from arguing: "Miss Su has cured my sister-in-law's corpse poison, Third Brother Bao has no need to doubt her."

"My subordinate understands." Bao BuTong nodded.

Murong Fu said to Su Ying again: "If Miss Su has any requests, you can raise them with your brothers."

"I know." Su Ying said.

Deng Baichuan asked: "Master, what are you going to do with the monk you asked to be escorted back early?"

"Hmph, that Beihai Divine Monk is a Japanese spy. You arrange for him to be put in the cell at Yanziwu, and I will personally interrogate him." Murong Fu said.

"I understand," Deng Baichuan saluted.

Murong Fu asked again about the conscription.

This time, compared to the last time, due to the addition of refugees.

The number of people increased several times.

Barely reaching 25,000 people.

Murong Fu nodded: "It's a lot faster. It's easy to train. I guess I'm right. There will probably be a big battle to fight in the near future."

"Huh? Now the Yuan people are attacking the Ming Dynasty. Which country are we going to fight?" Feng Bo asked curiously.

Murong Fu pondered for a moment and said: "My guess is correct. The Yuan Kingdom's attack on the Ming Kingdom is probably just a cover. Their real target is our Song Kingdom."

"Master, do you want to say that the drunkard of the Yuan Dynasty does not care about drinking?" Gong Yeqian said in a deep voice.

Murong Fu patted the table gently, stood up and said, "I still have to ask Monk Beihai first about what's going on."

"Do you need me to accompany your master?" Bao BuTong asked.

Murong Fu shook his head: "No need, I will go back to Yanziwu first, and you can do your best to manage Gusu City."

"I will obey your order!" Deng Baichuan and others replied in unison.

Murong Fu left everyone and came to Taihu Lake.

After a while, a group of people wearing light armor knelt in front of Murong Fu.

"Subordinates Ruan Yi and Jiang Zian... meet the master!" the Shadow Secret Guards said.

"Forgive me." Murong Fu said.

"Thank you, Master!" Everyone stood up and stood in front of Murong Fu and said.

"Jiang Zian, have you done what I told you?" Murong Fu asked.

Jiang Zian bowed and saluted: "Come back, Master, my subordinates have investigated the Murong family's old house as you requested and found a secret passage underneath."

"Very good, have you discovered anything about Murong Zheng?"

Murong Fu secretly laughed, why did people in ancient times like to build secret passages at home?

Jiang Zian raised his head and looked at Ruan Yi, who said: "This person's martial arts skills are unfathomable. According to the guesses of his subordinates, he is likely to be a powerful master."

"Grandmaster? Haha, he is indeed hidden deep enough. He has been hanging around me all day long, and he has actually learned the art of concentrating Qi." Murong Fu said coldly.

"Not only that, I also found that his girl Murong Qiudi is also very mysterious, and she is always surrounded by many masters." Ruan Yiji said fearfully.

"Well, she should be Tianzun's Tianzun!" Murong Fu said.

"Tianzun's Tianzun!" Jiang Zian said awkwardly.

Ruan Yi explained: "Tianzun is the name of a cult organization, and their leader is also called Tianzun."

Jiang Zian suddenly realized: "That's it, I said it's so strange."

"Well, I'm going back first. Keep an eye on the old house. I'm very curious about what Murong is trying to do." Murong Fu walked towards the boat and headed for Yanziwu.

A'Zhu and A Bi have already received the news and are waiting at the dock.

After seeing Murong Fu, he was extremely happy: "Master, you are finally back."

"Well, where is my cousin?" Murong Fu asked.

"Young Madam, she is in retreat, practicing the Small Phaseless Kung Fu." Abi replied.

"Huh? Don't Yu Yan not like practicing? Why do you work so hard?" Murong Fu asked curiously as he stepped off the boat.

A'Zhu smiled and said, "Young Madam said that the young master dislikes our low martial arts skills, so he is unwilling to take us out."

"So she is practicing hard?" Murong Fu joked and went back to the room in no hurry.

We went to the dungeon first and met the Beihai Divine Monk, a sixty-year-old spy.

"The poor monk Murong Fu advises you to let me go, otherwise Yanziwu will never have peace." Beihai Divine Monk said proudly.

Murong Fu opened the cell and walked up to the other party. He chuckled and said, "If I were a spy, I should at least have a sense of awe after being caught."

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense, you can't afford to offend the forces behind the poor monk." Beihai Divine Monk was still arrogant.

Murong Fu actually found it interesting.

Who gave the old monk so much confidence?

Dare to talk to yourself in this tone.

Murong Fu sneered, his inner energy came out from his Dantian, and he slapped the Beihai Divine Monk on the head.

"What are you going to do?" Beihai Divine Monk asked in shock.

"The Great Soul Searching Hand of Heaven and Earth Destruction!"

Murong Fu smiled slightly, and his hands emitted a strange black light that only he could see.

The Beihai Divine Monk felt a terrible headache and screamed repeatedly.

After a while, his face suddenly turned pale, and all the flesh and blood in his body seemed to be drained out at once, and he fell to the ground with a "plop~".

A huge spiritual power entered Murong Fu's mind.

I don't know what was in the mind of the North Sea Divine Monk. His mental power was so strong that it almost burst Murong Fu's head.

At first, Murong Fu only felt the itching pain of ant bites in his brain. Soon, it turned into the sting of a steel needle penetrating his brain.

Murong Fu was so frightened that he quickly took out the secret stick and tried to let it share his mental power.

From time to time, a picture of the North Sea Divine Monk during his lifetime appeared in Murong Fu's mind.

In a temple, under the tall Buddha, an official looked disdainful.

"If the Buddha could save all sentient beings, you wouldn't have to think about leaving that island all day long."

"Amitabha, there is Buddha in your heart, and there is pure land everywhere." Beihai Divine Monk said with his hands clasped together.

The official was still disdainful and said: "No need to talk nonsense, the Yuan army will attack Xiangyang on New Year's Eve."

"And you Japanese people are going to start rioting in the south in the new year and make a large-scale attack to attract the imperial court to send troops for reinforcements."

The Beihai Divine Monk's eyes lit up and he said happily: "This will form a pincer attack from the north and the south, and the Song Dynasty will be destroyed."

"Humph, I don't know whether I will die or not. Anyway, I will still give you the benefits I promised you." After the official said that, he turned around and left.

I don't want to talk to the Beihai Divine Monk anymore, even half a sentence.