Murong Fu: I have already become an immortal, so why should I return to my country?

Li Ruohai, who has lost his martial arts skills, wanders around like a retired scholar all day long.

Wash the horse, feed the horse, ride the horse.

Shopping, admiring the scenery, talking about Taoism.

Yanziwu has countless beautiful scenery.

You can see the beauty of Taihu Lake from a distance, and you can see the wonderful scene of snow falling on the lake up close.

When you are free, you can listen to the music of the piano, and when you are busy, you can discuss the general trend of the world.

Li Ruohai now lives a life that he never had before.

Enjoying the leisure and tranquility that I never had before.

But Feng Xinglie couldn’t live such a life.

He has too many things to do.

He wanted to take revenge on Pang Ban, ask Zhan Bingyun for answers, and even find the magical medicine that could restore Li Ruohai’s cultivation. so.

After confirming Li Ruohai’s safety, Feng Xinglie, who had only recovered 90% of his cultivation level, resolutely left the mountain.

“Are you relieved?”

Murong Fu asked in a low voice as he looked at Feng Xinglie, who had inherited everything from Li Ruohai.

Zhang Er’s Red Spear, Liaoyuan Marksmanship, and Hooves Stepping on Swallows.

Feng Xinglie returned to the world as the second Li Ruohai, and he didn’t know what huge disaster he would cause. wave

“Nothing to worry about. Li

Ruohai said casually:”That was Xiao Lie’s choice.””

Murong Fu said:”But the opponent he went to was too powerful.”

“Magician’s Palace”

“Cihang Jingzhai.”

Li Ruohai smiled and said:”If he doesn’t even have the courage to face these two holy places, he is not qualified to inherit Zhang Er Hong Qian and Hoo Tao Yan.”

Li Ruohai’s martial arts.

The secret of the prairie fire spear technique.

It is to move forward without fear.

From the moment Feng Xinglie inherited Li Ruohai’s will, he was destined to face

“All right.”

Murong Fu admired Li Ruohai’s big heart.

In his eyes, Feng Xinglie at this time was probably at the same level as Deng Baichuan and Gong Yegan.

With such strength, facing the two holy places of black and white, the difficulty is no different from hell level

“I’m going to discuss martial arts with two seniors”

“Together.”

Li Ruohai then sent out an invitation.

The two seniors he mentioned were naturally Lu Miaozi and Su Xinghe.

Li Qiushui, the old witch, wanted to discuss martial arts with Li Ruohai, but Li Ruohai didn’t want to.

As for Xiao Yuanshan, he didn’t like Li Ruohai who couldn’t fight. Ruohai is not interested.

If Li Ruohai can use force, even if he only has half the fighting power, Xiao Yuanshan will be ecstatic.

“No’ 「”

Murong Fu shook his head.

On martial arts?

He is afraid that his writing will eventually turn into his own one-man show

“Goodbye.”

Li Ruohai left. He walked slowly towards Taihu Lake.

Lu Miaozi, Su Xinghe and others liked to indulge in Taihu Lake.

At this time… flying swallows flew into the sky. Ripples appeared on the lake.

Feixue Lake, That is, Feixue Lake. At certain times of the year, Feixue Lake is famous for the strange scene of snow falling into the lake.

But an old man from the Murong family was very fond of the scene of flying swallows flying in the sky.

Murong’s sword technique, so Feixue Lake was renamed Feiyan Lake.

But relatively speaking, Murong Fu preferred the name Feixue Lake.

“whim……”

“There are distinguished guests here.”

Murong Fu admired the lake view.

His thoughts were ups and downs.

******

Listen to the perfume pavilion.

On the cracked bluestone by Feiyan Lake.

Murong Fu sat on it and fished.

Abi uses her ten fingers to perform natural sounds.

A’Zhu stands like a pine, holding up an umbrella shade.

Murong Fu was not in a good mood today and wanted to fish.

It’s not like he was distracted and was fishing to concentrate.

Just because he is waiting for someone. few days ago.

A sudden insight came to his mind, and he had a premonition that a master would come to Yanziwu.

So these days I have been concentrating and waiting for good news.

“Husband.

Abi asked:”Who on earth can make you be so prepared?””

She never worried about Murong Fu’s martial arts. She was just curious.

A’Zhu asked:”Is it Pang Ban? That’s not right. My husband has a contract with him as a wolf.”

“he came.”

Murong Fu slowly raised his head.

A lone boat appeared in the lake in the distance.

It was very similar to Abi’s boat.

Standing on the boat was a man standing with a sword behind his back.

Song Que, the Heavenly Sword.

He finally came.

A year late. After many appointments,

Murong Fu slowly handed the bamboo pole to A’Zhu.

“Murong Fu”

“Song Que was late.”

Heavenly Sword Song Que.

A person who was considered broken by Yanziwu.

But Murong Fu never thought that Song Que would be that kind of person.

Maybe there was an accident or crisis that they didn’t know about.

“your face?”

Murong Fu was surprised to find that Song Que, who had outstanding appearance, actually had a scar on his face.

What kind of outstanding person could he leave a mountain on Song Que’s face?

“That was an amazing sword.

Song Que replied:”But it was also this sword that made Song Que late for the duel with you.””

“Xie Xiaofeng?”

“Or Yan Shisan? Murong Fu guessed the name.

Finally, he suddenly remembered a person and asked:”｀ 々Is it Ye Gucheng?”

Song Que paused.

It was obvious that Murong Fu had guessed

“indeed”

“Ye Gucheng’s flying fairy deserves a wonderful name.”

Murong Fu praised.

Ye Gucheng may not be a Grandmaster, but his Flying Immortal is definitely a Grandmaster-level sword move.

No wonder Song Que left scars.

No wonder Song Que was late for so long.

“Just wonderful?

Song Que asked solemnly:”Okay, I heard that you like to limit the number of moves you play against the Grand Master. Tell me how many moves Song is qualified to hold?””

“I don’t want to kill you.”

Murong Fu expressed his attitude very straightforwardly.

He admired Song Que.

At least he dared to do things that many people dared not do.

Even Ning Daoqi, the great master of Baidao with a high status, would chop him down at his word..

If it were not for the people of the Central Plains, Ning Daoqi would definitely die.

“Thank you.”

Song Que is not pretentious.

Mu (the moneyed) Rong Fu is so interesting.

It makes him suddenly want to discuss with Ye Gucheng after meeting.

If it hadn’t been for that battle, he would have gotten to know Murong Fu at least a year in advance.

“But you made a date with me because of Fan Qinghui, which makes me unhappy.”

Murong Fu suddenly changed the subject and said,”Let’s do this, I will also use the knife. If you understand, you can stop.”

He is a casual person.

Everyone is unhappy when he is on the list of people who have been cut off for no apparent reason.

“Do you use a knife too?”

Song Que looked at Murong Fu suspiciously.

He had never heard of Murong Fu using a knife.

He felt that Murong Fu was a bit exaggerated.

“Take a good look.”

Murong Fu suddenly stretched out his hand.

A sword intent shot up into the sky.

The most terrifying thing was that the endless heat between heaven and earth converged on Murong Fu’s head at the same time.

The temperature on the lake suddenly dropped several degrees.

Wow!

A handful of more than ten degrees. A long flaming sword appeared through the air.