Murong Fu vertical and horizontal Douluo

"Teacher Zhao, isn't this appropriate?" Dai Mubai looked at Zhao Wuji with a look of helplessness.

"The dean is not here, I am the oldest, whatever I think is appropriate!" Zhao Wuji waved his hand to cover up his stiff embarrassment when he heard Ning Rongrong's identity.

"What do you mean? Senior Dai?" Tang San looked at Dai Mubai in confusion.

"Teacher Zhao is supposed to be the invigilator. Under normal circumstances, you and I should be competing. As long as you stick to one stick of incense, you will be considered qualified. But..." Dai Mubai glanced at Murong Fu, and his meaning was a bit obvious. There is one of them here.

However, this assessment is meaningless.

But even so, four people below level 30 and one person over level 30, facing a soul saint, still seemed like a joke.

"I don't have to!" Murong Fu waved his hands at this time: "I just came here with my friends and have no intention of joining your college!" After saying that, he turned around and walked outside: "I'll leave first.

It’s over!”

"Hey, don't leave, we haven't fought yet!" Xiao Wu stopped immediately when she saw Murong Fu was leaving.

"If Murong doesn't participate, then it would be pointless for us to fight against the Soul Saint." Ning Rongrong spread her hands, looking like a young lady who didn't want to do anything.

Zhu Zhuqing said nothing and looked at Murong Fu who turned to leave with a complicated look on his face.

Zhao Wuji's face suddenly looked a little ugly, but since the eldest lady of the Qibao Glazed Sect was here, it was not easy for him to get angry. He snorted a few times and sat back down.

Xiao Wu had already stopped in front of Murong Fu: "Hey, hey, hey, don't run away, fight first!"

"Then, you take the test first, and I'll wait for you outside. If you still have the strength after the test, I'll fight you!" Murong Fu laughed, turned around and walked outside.

As soon as Xiao Wu heard this, she immediately turned around and said, "Assessment, assessment, how to assess? Hurry up, hurry up, I'm going to beat him up when it's over!"

"Teacher Zhao...look..." Dai Mubai looked at Zhao Wuji again.

"Then you do it." Zhao Wuji's nose is not a nose, and his eyes are not eyes.

"What about me?" Ning Rongrong asked coquettishly: "I am an auxiliary soul master. I can't hold on to a stick of incense under the hands of a fighting soul master!"

"What else are the people from the Qibao Glazed Sect testing? We've calculated it, we've calculated it." Zhao Wuji said angrily.

"Then I'll wait for you outside too!" Ning Rongrong smiled and followed Murong Fu out. Ma Hongjun also said hello and followed him.

Murong Fu walked out for a while and found a place to sit down next to a grain drying yard. He smiled when he saw Ning Rongrong and Ma Hongjun following them.

"Brother, aren't you going to stay here? Hey, despite the bad environment, the teachers are actually pretty good!" Ma Hongjun also tried to persuade Murong Fu.

"I have already signed up elsewhere. I just came here with my friends." Murong Fu spread his hands.

"What is your relationship with Zhuqing? It's very strange! And that Dai Mubai, I always think there is something wrong with the three of you!" Ning Rongrong looked at Murong Fu with a suspicious face.

Murong Fu rolled his eyes, "Aren't you planning to stay? You can just ask Zhuqing later. By the way..."

Having said this, Murong Fu hesitated for a moment and waved to Ma Hongjun: "Fat man, come here."

"What's wrong?" Ma Hongjun was confused and leaned over.

"Turn around!" Murong Fu asked him to turn his back to him, with a stern look on his face: "Pay attention!"

As he spoke, he pressed his thumb on the Zhiyang point on the fat man's back, injecting a burst of soul power, and his index finger on the Shinto point, injecting another burst of soul power. Then he pressed his palm on the Lingtai school, injecting yet another stronger burst of soul power. Three strands of soul.

The power gathered in the fat man's body. Murong Fu took a deep breath and manipulated this soul power to circulate rapidly in the fat man's body. It passed through several major acupuncture points, transferred to the Dantian Qi Sea, moistened the Shaoyin Kidney Meridian, and then transferred to the Shaoyin Heart Meridian.

Tanzhongjiang Palace.

"Huh!" Murong Fu retracted his hand and exhaled a breath: "Fat man, do you feel it?"

"I feel... I'm here..." Ma Hongjun turned his head and looked at Murong Fu in disbelief. Just now, Murong Fu used his soul power to drive his soul power and circulate it in his body. This was nothing at all, and the meditation method also made him feel...

The soul power is circulating in the body, and everyone has their own way of turning it, but it is very different. However, after Murong Fu's circle just now, most of the evil fire that was originally restless has dissipated! And the whole person feels very energetic.

few.

"Remember?" Murong Fu chuckled.

"Well..." Ma Hongjun recalled it carefully and smiled awkwardly: "No..."

Murong Fu stopped laughing, shook his head and said, "It's normal not to remember something once. Feel it carefully this time!" As he said that, he pressed his palm on Ma Hongjun's back again.

Under the guidance of Murong Fu, the soul power circulated again according to a special path.

"This...this feeling..." While running again, Ma Hongjun felt that his whole body was warm. It was different from the heat of the evil fire in the past, but a peaceful and comfortable warmth!

"Do you remember?" Murong Fu asked again.

"It's almost... almost..." Ma Hongjun was a little unsure.

"It's almost impossible!" Murong Fu shook his head: "Do it again, be more careful!"

"Yeah!" Ma Hongjun nodded repeatedly. If he didn't know that Murong Fu was teaching him a unique soul power cultivation method, he would be a fool. And what surprised him the most was that Murong Fu's method seemed to work.

Improve the problem of his being burned by evil fire! This is strange, he has never mentioned this matter!

Murong Fu helped Ma Hongjun run it again.

Three times in a row, even with Murong Fu's somewhat cultivated soul power and precise control over it, he couldn't help but feel a little tired: "What about this time."

"I remember it, I completely remember it!" Ma Hongjun nodded repeatedly, feeling much more energetic. He looked at Murong Fu with an expression full of gratitude: "Thank you, Brother Murong!"

Murong Fu smiled and waved his hand. In the battle last night, the little fat man was the weakest, and the matter had the least to do with him. But when facing the Soul Sect, the little fat man still fought without hesitation. At that time, Murong Fu

I just thought that this little fat guy could make it!

And the skills he passed on to the little fat man were basically aimed at his situation of being burned by evil fire.

The Fire Garuda Zen Kung Fu! This is one of the three great mystical kung fu of Esoteric Buddhism. Although it is not as good as the Great Sun Tathagata Heart Sutra and the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, it is also mysterious. In the past, Murong Bo used twenty or thirty Shaolin stunts in exchange for the Tubo Grand Master.

When King Lun Ming used his flaming sword, he also gained this inner strength method that was most suitable for him.

Although the internal energy of this Buddhist Zen skill is like a burning fire, it has its own Zen nature. It can help people calm their minds and purify their desires. It just happened to help Ma Hongjun clear his evil fire and improve the problems of the Kidney Meridian of Foot Shaoyin. Murong Fu also found it strange.

, this skill is like tailor-made for him!

If this skill were passed on to my parents, the side effects of being apathetic would be inappropriate to think about...

Seeing Ma Hongjun's overjoyed expression, Murong Fu said sternly: "Little Fatty, you also know your situation, it is very special! Therefore, this method of operating soul power must not be passed on to others. Otherwise, it will harm others.

It does a lot of harm and no good at all!”

"I know, brother!" Ma Hongjun nodded seriously: "Unless you ask, I will never pass it on to anyone. Well, I won't mention it to anyone." But when he said this, he couldn't help but glance at Ning.

Rongrong.

"I'm not a big talker, so of course I won't talk nonsense." Ning Rongrong glared at him dissatisfied, and then looked at Murong Fu: "But Murong, you are leaving now, you owe me that thing, yes

Can’t I pay it back?”

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Add drama to the little fat guy~