Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

In the study room.

Murong Fu took out the paintings he had bought back then and looked at them carefully. He felt something mysterious.

He didn't see anything, so he couldn't help but wonder: "This thing doesn't look like there's anything strange about it."

Lai Wenjun also watched Murong Fu for a long time and said, "Is it possible that it requires specific conditions to be activated?"

Murong Fu touched his chin and agreed, "What you said makes sense."

"The question is how to break it."

Lai Wenjun said: "Your Majesty, don't tell me that there is a formation hidden in this painting that can increase luck."

"If we crack it, will there be a miracle?"

When Murong Fu heard this, his eyes couldn't help but light up and he said:

"You can give it a try."

The so-called increase in luck in this painting is actually not very obvious to him.

It is only suitable for some ordinary people.

It won't hurt too much if it's broken.

Thinking of this, he showed no mercy at all, and his spiritual consciousness turned into a sword energy and struck the formation in the painting.

"Boom~"

The powerful spiritual consciousness hit the painting, causing ripples immediately.

The so-called formation was like a thin piece of paper, which was easily broken by Murong Fu. It was so simple that it was a little confusing.

"Prince? Are you okay?" Lai Wenjun asked curiously.

Murong Fu said calmly: "It's okay, I am very fine."

Lai Wenjun said "Oh" and looked at the scroll again, wondering: "It's strange, Your Majesty, nothing seems to have happened."

"There's no rush." ​​Murong Fu was very knowledgeable and knew that after destroying the formation, he needed to give it time to react.

Sure enough, after a few breaths, a faint smoke emitted from the scroll.

A handsome boy with an extraordinary appearance and wearing Taoist robes came out. When he saw Murong Fu, he said softly:

"Oh? I didn't expect that hundreds of years later, someone actually inspired my soul."

"Ghost...Ghost." Lai Wenjun pointed at the young man walking out of the painting. He was frightened and frightened, but blocked his body in front of Murong Fu. He said in horror: "Your Majesty, run quickly. Such ghosts and monsters are caused by I'll deal with it."...

Murong Fu did not expect that Lai Wenjun, an old guy, would be loyal to him. He patted him on the shoulder and said:

"No need to make a fuss, it's just a broken soul."

"I can destroy it just by blowing my breath."

The young man in Taoist robes joked: "Hey, I'm from somewhere, and my tone is quite serious. Do you know who I am?"

Murong Fu said: "Who are you? I am not interested in knowing. I am only curious about where you come from?"

"Why did you leave this painting on purpose?"

After hearing Murong Fu's words, the Taoist priest was silent for a moment and laughed to himself: "Oh, it's a long story."

"I am Hong Lanwen, the chief disciple of the [Daru Realm Tianming Sect]."

"[Tianming Sect]'s top disciple?" Lai Wenjun asked curiously: "If you are so powerful, why do you have no soul left now?"

Hong Lanwen's face darkened and he said awkwardly: "Haha, I was killed by a traitor."

"I fled to this world in a hurry, but..."

Speaking of this, Hong Lanwen had a hint of disgust on his face:

"However, your world is too barren to find a way to save me."

"Before I died, I could only think of this solution."

"Leaving a trace of my soul, I would like to invite someone who is destined to send my bones back to my hometown."

"Pfft~" Lai Wenjun couldn't help but laugh: "Can this be considered an honorable return to your hometown?"

"I think it's better to stay in our world."

"My prince will definitely give you a grand burial."

"Don't worry, I'll find a feng shui treasure for you without any money from you."

Murong Fu glanced at Lai Wenjun, he could have such a lively chat with the dead, and saluted:

"You were harmed by an adulterer, and that person must not be simple either."

"If I send your body back, I'm afraid you will be hated by others."

"Since they are all dead, there is no need to go through any trouble."

After hearing Murong Fu's words, Hong Lanwen showed a hint of disappointment:

"Hey, you are right."

"If it's inconvenient for you two, just bury my body casually."

"Ding, here comes the problem."

"One, ashes return to dust, return to earth, help the young man from another world return to a foreign land, and reward him with a [Dragon Yuan]."

"Two, kill them but not bury them. Bury them on the spot and reward them with the [Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder Method]."

Murong Fu glanced at Lai Wenjun and then at Hong Lanwen.

In today's era, collecting Dragon Elements seems to be one of the fastest ways to advance.

He already had two in his hand, plus this one.

It can be merged into a complete dragon essence. When the time comes, its own combat power will be doubled several times.

Thinking about it, [Long Yuan] is more cost-effective.

As for spells.

With his excellence, when he arrived in another world, he didn't just learn whatever he wanted.

"You don't have to be pessimistic, although I can't send you back openly."

"But it's easy to find a corner for you to bury."

When Hong Lanwen heard this, he couldn't help but smile with relief and quickly thanked:

"Thank you so much for your help, brother. I don't have anything else to give you now."

"There is also one of my space rings in the painting."

"There are also some techniques in there that I collected while doing my mission."

"The right should be considered as a traveling fee given to you."

"Space ring!" Murong Fu's eyes lit up, he knew this thing.

In fact, the effect is the same as the system space, but the difference is simple.

The system's space is limited, but the space ring can be continuously increased through human refining methods.

She was not polite, said thank you, and asked:

"Can you tell me the location of the [Immortal Sect]?"

Hong Lanwen said: "Of course you can. In fact, its location has been marked on the painting by me."

"It's a pity that you haven't learned the pupil technique, so you can't see the second layer of the painting."

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment: "Eye Technique?"

Hong Lanwen nodded: "The Eye Technique is also a rare thing in [Daru Realm]."

"Except for being born with it, most people can't learn it."

"I was a person with strange eyes when I was alive. Unfortunately, my strange eyes also withered after my death."

"If I had just died, I could have transplanted it to you, but it's a pity."

Murong Fu smiled "haha". He didn't want to become a suture monster and said casually:

"It doesn't matter. From now on, I can just go to [Daru Realm] and learn one."

Hong Lanwen shook his head, as if to say: "Young people are still too young and need to be severely beaten by reality."

However, he had no intention of attacking Murong Fu.

He readily told the location of the [Immortal Sect].

Murong Fu and Lai Wenjun did not expect that [Xianmen] was not far away from them.

It is Dongxianyuan, one of the seventy-two blessed places that everyone is familiar with.

"However, I advise you not to go."

"Because the key on that door has long disappeared,"

"Even if you find the key, you still need enough energy to open it."

Murong Fu asked curiously: "I wonder what energy is needed?"

Hong Lanwen raised the corner of his mouth and smiled evilly: "Of course it's a human life sacrifice."