Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

"Grandpa, someone is looking for you!" The clear voice sounded again, and from time to time, the door was pushed open.

A white-haired old man came out.

"Who are you? What do you want from me?"

Zhao Xian said excitedly: "Junior, Kyoto, Zhao Xian of the Zhao family. I came here to pay a visit to my senior."

"Oh~ So you are from the Zhao family." Old Mogu said meaningfully. He looked at Zhao Xian for a few times.

Then he said: "What do you want from me?"

Zhao Xiandao: "Junior wants to ask senior... to do a small favor."

"Yes!" Old Man Mogu smiled: "The Zhao family has always been rich and powerful."

Old Mogu joked: "Why do you need my help? You are not looking for the wrong person, are you?"

Zhao Xian said quickly: "To be honest, when I prepare to go out this time, I don't have my clan uncle in the Nascent Soul stage to accompany me."

"In desperation, I have no choice but to ask you for a small favor."

"Haha, are you looking for me?" Old Man Mogu is very smart and naturally understands a rich second generation like Zhao Xian.

He must have suffered a loss due to an argument with someone, so he shook his head and said:

"Forget it, it's just a small favor, I've been busy lately."

"Let's talk about it later."

Zhao Xian seemed to have guessed what Old Mogu was thinking.

He directly took out the invitation card to the Imperial Capital Secret Realm and said:

"Senior, if you can help this junior, here is an invitation letter to the secret realm of the Imperial Capital."

"Junior is willing to sell it to you at 60% of the market price."

Old Mogu's eyes lit up when he looked at the invitation card.

He has stayed in Nascent Soul Dzogchen for more than three hundred years.

This time I came out just to find some opportunities to break through to the state of becoming a god.

I never thought that God would bring this opportunity to me.

It's just that... 60% is a big expense for him.

"Sixty thousand spirit stones! It's really expensive!"

When Zhao Xian heard what Old Mogu said, he felt a trace of contempt.

A dignified Nascent Soul Stage couldn't even produce 60,000 spirit stones. It would be a shame to tell him.

The word "poor" almost came out of my mouth.

"Senior, sixty thousand spirit stones are already very cheap."

"If this junior is not mistaken, the current price of the Imperial City is at least 130,000 yuan."

Old Mogu sighed and said:

"That's all, sixty thousand, just sixty thousand."

"Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?"

Zhao Xian said excitedly: "I would like to ask senior to help me teach someone a lesson."

"If you can help me kill him, I will give this invitation to senior for free."

Old Mogu frowned slightly and said:

"What state are you talking about?"

Zhao Xiandao: "That person is also in the Nascent Soul stage."

"As for the specific realm, this junior doesn't know."

Old Mogu nodded: "I guess you are telling the truth."

"We are both in the Nascent Soul stage, so we still need to have some affection between each other. There is no need to kill someone."

"I will give you 60,000 spiritual stones, and you can sell me this invitation."

As he spoke, Old Man Mogu took out a storage bag from his arms and handed it to Zhao Xian.

But in his heart he was disdainful.

It's simply ridiculous to want him to sacrifice his life for a mere hundred thousand spirit stones.

Zhao Xian was overjoyed when he took the spirit stone.

These three invitations were originally hacked by him.

Now that I can both take revenge and make money, I am so smart.

Then, he told the other party Murong Fu's information.

He threatened to give the other party a heavy blow.

Old Mogu smiled and agreed to everything Zhao Xian asked.

After the other party left, he sneered a few times.

"You bastard wants to boss me around."

"Even if his grandfather comes, it won't work."

Zhao Xian didn't know that his stupidity not only failed to win the favor of Nascent Soul Daxiu.

On the contrary, they all disliked him very much.

…

"Miss!" Aunt Xiao asked for instructions in Situ's small room.

"For some reason, there are three Nascent Soul cultivators this time."

"Challenging one person at the same time."

Situ Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "Which unlucky guy is he? Offended someone again?"

"Well, it's a Nascent Soul cultivator named Murong Fu." Aunt Xiao said.

Situ was stunned for a moment: "I have some impressions of this person."

"I also reminded him specifically not to act out of anger when he was out."

"I didn't expect him to get into trouble."

Aunt Xiao chuckled and said, "I never thought that our young lady would go out of her way to remind others?"

"Could it be that this is a handsome young man?"

Situ Xiaoxiao burst into laughter:

"Who in the Nascent Soul stage is not a hundred-year-old monster?"

"They want to become a young master again, but they have slandered the word 'young master'."

Aunt Xiao handed the invitation sheet to Situ Xiaoxiao and said, "What should I say, should you go and inform him, or should I go?"

"I'll go!" Situ Xiaoxiao stood up and said, then walked out of the room.

Familiar room, familiar knock on the door.

Another familiar interruption to Murong Fu's rhythm.

"who!"

An angry question came from the door.

Situ Xiaoxiao put on his polite yet elegant smile again.

"I'm sorry, the distinguished guest girl is here to disturb you again."

Murong Fu opened the door, saw Situ Xiaoxiao, and said doubtfully:

"Steward Situ, what do you want from me?"

Situ Xiaoxiao said: "I came here to tell you, distinguished guest."

"There are three Daxiu in the Nascent Soul stage who want to invite you to participate in the fighting competition."

When Murong Fu heard this, he sneered, and he guessed that someone must be doing something behind his back:

"I don't know them, can I not participate?"

Situ Xiaoxiao nodded and said, "Of course you don't have to participate."

"Oh!" Murong Fu said unexpectedly: "Don't you want to persuade me?"

Situ Xiaoxiao chuckled: "You can participate in the fighting competition as you wish."

"We will not force others."

Murong Fu asked: "If I guess correctly, is there any punishment?"

Situ Xiaoxiao still shook his head: "There is no punishment at all."

"The only possibility is those three seniors in the Nascent Soul stage."

"I will force you to leave again in front of the crowd."

"Oh~" Murong Fu smiled calmly: "So that's all I have."

"However, I do think the fighting itself is very interesting."

"Why don't you just sign up?"

Situ Xiaoxiao’s pretty eyebrows frowned slightly and said in surprise:

"Dear guest, let's compete in a battle of wits, life or death."

"Are you sure you won't think about it again?"

Murong Fu smiled and said: "No need, I usually like fighting."

"There happens to be this competition, and I also want to make a name for myself."

Situ Xiaoxiao suddenly realized that Murong Fuding was a new Nascent Soul.

He attaches great importance to reputation and no longer advises:

"Okay! I'll sign up for you right now."

"Since three people invited you, your registration fee is also waived."

Murong Fu was overjoyed and joked:

"There is such a good thing, if I had known it, I would have stimulated that boy more."

"Maybe he can still do it. I'll find a few more people to pay the registration fee for me."

Situ Xiaoxiao asked curiously: "Master, do you know who you have offended?"

Murong Fu said: "I have only been on the boat for one day, and the only person I provoked was a kid named Zhao Xian."

"I guess he is the only one who can invite three Nascent Souls."