Zongwu: This human emperor system is not serious

"Donor Murong..."

When Master Xuanbei heard this, he was about to fall out on the spot.

"Master Xuanbei, please listen to what I have to say!"

Seeing this, Ye Fei quickly interrupted him and explained.

"I, Murong Fu, am the head of the Murong family after all, and I have a somewhat bad reputation in the world. How is your approach different from imprisonment?"

"However, I am deeply saddened by what happened to Master Xuanku and am willing to cooperate with your investigation."

"At the same time, I will also conduct verification myself to prove my innocence. Please give me a certain amount of time."

"This..." Master Xuanbei felt quite embarrassed after hearing this.

After looking at the indignant crowd behind Ye Fei, he knew that it would be difficult to take him away by force today, so he had no choice but to stop forcing him.

"Murong Fu, we believe you for now. Since you want to prove your innocence, we will give you a hundred days."

"After a hundred days, no matter whether there is any result or not, you must go to Shaolin. Can you agree?"

Xuanbei discussed with several senior monks behind him and finally agreed to Ye Fei's request.

"Okay, I agree!"

Ye Fei immediately nodded in agreement.

With his efforts, both parties finally took a step back and reached an agreement.

A crisis disappeared, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Xuanbei and others did not stay any longer and left Murong Villa directly.

As soon as they left, Ye Fei immediately ordered everyone to do their best to find out the relevant information.

As for himself, he claimed to be in seclusion and entered the practice room.

Ye Feipan sat on the futon in the practice room, calmed down, and thought about what happened in the past few days, but he couldn't figure out a clue.

This enemy hiding in the dark is like a poisonous snake and is indeed difficult to deal with.

It was not an easy task for him to uncover it within a hundred days.

"Forget it, don't think about it anymore. The only way to solve this problem is to improve your strength as soon as possible."

"For blacksmithing, you need to be strong yourself. Only when your strength is improved can you face the complex situation that follows."

"However, there is rarely a quick way to practice internal strength. Although luck value and He's Bi can increase the speed of practice, they cannot make me become a first-class master in a short period of time..."

Ye Fei thought about it and finally came up with a few ideas.

First, the Beiming Divine Technique can absorb other people's internal energy, which is definitely the only way to quickly achieve internal energy. However, this technique has advantages and disadvantages, and it will affect your future potential.

The second one is treasures that directly enhance internal strength, such as the evil emperor's relics, blood bodhi, python inner elixir, etc., but these things are not easy to obtain.

The third one is the initiation and transfer of skills from Wu Yazi, the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect...

After comparing several methods, Ye Fei finally decided on the third one.

Obtaining Wu Yazi's internal energy is not only the fastest and most effective, but you can also obtain Beiming's magical energy. It can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

More importantly, the Xiaoyao Sect has a profound foundation. Lingjiu Palace, Xingxiu Sect, Tiandeandidiya Valley, and Xixia Yipintang all belong to its influence.

Once Ye Fei inherits the position of leader of Xiaoyao Sect, he can integrate these forces to create a super sect.

Calculating the time, the Zhenlong chess game in Leigu Mountain is about to begin. If we leave now, we should be able to catch up.

The next day, Ye Fei arranged everything in the village, and then took Gong Yeqian, Bao Bubutong, Wang Yuyan, A'Zhu, and A Bi on the road together.

Gong Yeqian and Bao are respectively at the seventh level, A'Zhu and Abi are at the sixth level, and Wang Yuyan recently broke through to the fifth level.

Such a combination, not to mention running rampant in the world, is not something that ordinary people would dare to provoke. As long as they don't encounter a peerless master, they can protect themselves without any problem.

Especially among them is Ye Fei, who also bears the name of Murong Fu.

"Nan Murong, Bei Qiao Feng" is a representative of the young talents in the martial arts world of the Song Dynasty. With this sign, it can also reduce some troubles.

However, what he didn't expect was that he would run into trouble as soon as he left the house.

The big boat they were traveling on had traveled less than ten miles when a small boat came in front of them.

Sitting on it was a monk wearing yellow robes. He had a big face and big ears. He was tall and looked particularly powerful.

In front of him, there was a fair-faced young man with a face like a crown jewel, red lips and white teeth, and he was a little too handsome.

The contrast between the two is sharp, as if a lion and a little white rabbit are sitting together, giving people a strong sense of contrast.

Strange to say, these two people were sitting in the boat, using neither sails nor oars, but the boat was coming at a high speed.

After taking a closer look, I discovered that the monk kicked his foot, and a stream of true energy entered the boat, pushing the boat forward.

After discovering Ye Fei and others, the boat drove faster and faster, cutting through the waves and moving forward like a sharp arrow.

"This person has such profound inner strength!"

Ye Fei raised his eyebrows and praised.

"Cousin, I see that this person is coming in a menacing manner, I'm afraid he is coming with bad intentions."

Wang Yuyan reminded.

"My cousin is right!" Ye Fei nodded, and then told everyone, "Be careful!"

"Don't worry, sir!"

After everyone heard this, they were secretly on guard.

Soon, the small boat came to the front of the big ship and stopped about three feet away.

"Save me! Save me quickly! I am the Prince of Dali, Duan Yu, and I was kidnapped by this old monk!"

Suddenly, the fair-faced boy looked at Ye Fei and others and shouted for help.

"It turns out he is Duan Yu!"

Ye Fei was shocked.

Unexpectedly, the butter boy in front of me is one of the protagonists of Tianlong.

However, this kid is obviously a flower raised in a greenhouse and does not know the dangers of the world.

Your life is still in someone else's hands, but you are shouting like this. Isn't this looking for death?

Besides, if you make such a fuss, people will be wary of you. Even if they want to save you, they won't be able to do anything!

However, his shouting helped Ye Fei figure out the identity of the monk.

Jiumozhi, the Tubo State Preceptor!

This was definitely a real master, his cultivation was at least the eighth level of the day after tomorrow. Even Murong Fu in his heyday was no match for him.

After all, the eighth level of acquired life refers to cultivation, but the actual combat power is affected by many aspects such as martial arts, martial arts, experience, and state of mind.

Murong Fu's acquired eighth level should be hydrated.

If we insist on dividing them, he may only be regarded as the early eighth level, while Jiumozhi has reached the late eighth level.

Ye Fei glanced at Duan Yu and ignored him.

In the original work, whenever this kid sees Wang Yuyan, he seems to lose his soul and always thinks about how to please her.

Now that Wang Yuyan is his confidante, how can he be allowed to pester her endlessly?

Therefore, even if he can be saved, Ye Fei will not ask for trouble.

What's more, it's not that difficult to save people from Jiumozhi.

"Boy, you are so ignorant, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Jiumozhi glared at Duan Yu, then stretched out his fingers and tapped him a few times, sealing his mute point.

Duan Yu opened his mouth and screamed, but no sound came out, and he could only shed tears.

He is a well-dressed and well-educated nobleman. He grew up with a golden key in his mouth and was favored by thousands of people.

Unexpectedly, once he entered the world, everything went wrong and he suffered a lot.

Jiumozhi couldn't care about that much, so he threw him aside, then faced Ye Fei, laughed loudly and said: "Hahaha... Mr. Murong is in front of you, I wonder where you are going?"

The sound was like thunder, breaking through gold and cracking rocks. The surface of the lake was agitated and set off surging waves.

This skill is truly thrilling.

Ye Fei stood on the bow of the ship, facing the wind, his expression in high spirits.

"Who am I? It turns out to be the Imperial Master. I wonder what you are doing here?"