Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Murong Fu glanced at the middle-aged scholar who just came in and raised his eyebrows slightly: this person has a restrained aura and eyes that gleam with divine light. It is obvious that his internal strength has been trained to an extremely high level. From the outside, there are no obvious signs of internal strength being trained to a certain level, such as "bulging temples". Instead, he has a bit of a return to nature. In terms of internal strength alone, it seems that he is not inferior to the old monk Xuan Ci. This small place actually hides such a master of internal skills.

Murong Fu felt that things were starting to become interesting.

The bearded man protested loudly, "Brother, I just want to test the martial arts of this Nan Murong. 'North Qiao Feng, South Murong', huh, it's like God is the boss and he is the second. I, Yan Lie, just don't accept it."

The middle-aged scholar said in a deep voice: "That's enough! Don't you think it's not embarrassing enough? You have almost embarrassed the Five Elements Flag!"

Murong Fu was slightly startled: Five Elements Flag? Why does this name sound so familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere before?

The middle-aged scholar turned around and shouted at the group of people behind him: "All of you get out! You have nothing to do here."

Those people walked out one after another obediently, as if they had been pardoned, and even closed the door when they left.

The middle-aged scholar glanced at Murong Fu awkwardly, and after hesitating for a moment, he spoke: "Master Murong, can you dismiss the servants and maids?"

Zhang Dun was immediately furious when he heard that the middle-aged scholar thought he was Murong Fu's servant. Just as he was about to explode, he heard Murong Fu's secret message: "These people are from the Ming Cult. We don't know their intentions. Don't rush to explode. Let's see what they are going to do."

Zhang Dun's face trembled slightly, but he quickly calmed down, pinched his nose and acknowledged the fact that he was Murong Fu's servant.

Murong Fu said, "These are all our trusted people. If you have anything to say, just speak directly. Don't be shy. If you continue to be so coy, don't blame me for sending you away behind closed doors."

The middle-aged scholar was very anxious after hearing this and shouted, "Wait a minute! We are here today for a matter of great importance concerning human destiny. I wonder if Master Murong has ever heard of the Ming Cult?"

Murong Fu was filled with doubts: Even if he was just a figurehead, he was still the nominal deputy leader of the Ming Cult. Yang Potian was the leader, and the four Dharma Kings had all met him. Unless he was a low-level lackey, the high-level officials of the Ming Cult should know him as the deputy leader even if they had never met him in person. But looking at the inner strength of the middle-aged scholar, he was obviously not an ordinary character, so how could they not know him as the deputy leader?

Murong Fu said in a deep voice: "As far as I know, the current leader of the Ming Cult is named Yang Potian. I met him once a few years ago. How is your leader now?"

When the middle-aged scholar heard Murong Fu mention the name "Yang Potian", his face suddenly changed. The bearded man beside him waved his fist and shouted angrily: "Those traitors who betrayed the religion are not our leaders."

The middle-aged scholar shouted angrily, "Fourth brother! You don't need to interrupt here!" He glared at the bearded man fiercely. The bearded man snorted in hatred, and finally did not dare to speak again.

Murong Fu was suspicious: this bearded man who was like Li Kui was outspoken and had leaked an important piece of information. But he had sparred with Yang Potian before, and the other party's Qiankun Da Neng Yi Kung Fu was not fake. Why did these two people with high martial arts skills address him like this?

You have to know that the Ming Cult has strict rules and clear hierarchies, especially the respect and reverence that the followers have for their leader, which is not much different from that of a minister to the emperor.

The middle-aged scholar said, "I am reckless. I shouldn't have mentioned such old matters in the sect to you, young master."

Murong Fu waved his hand and said, "Hey, I am interested in exploring the old stories of your sect."

The middle-aged scholar gritted his teeth, thinking that he really needed help, so he said, "Okay, since you want to know, I will tell you. This is also a long-forgotten scandal of our sect. Even ordinary members don't know about it. I hope you won't mention it to others in the future."

Murong Fu nodded without commenting.

The middle-aged scholar said, "Let me introduce myself again. My name is Xiang Zheng, and I am currently the leader of the Ming Cult's Sharp Gold Banner. This Yan Lie is my fourth brother, and I am currently the leader of the Ming Cult's Fiery Fire Banner. We all serve under the command of the Left Envoy of Light."

Murong Fu thought: Five Elements Flag, no wonder. But who is this Left Envoy of Light? I haven't heard Old Yang talk about it.

Murong Fu smiled and said, "So you are the leader of the Ming Cult's Five Elements Flag. No wonder you were able to survive my attack."

The middle-aged scholar said in a deep voice: "My fourth brother was reckless and insisted on testing your martial arts. It was his own fault. I hope you will not worry about it."

The middle-aged scholar continued, "My Ming Cult originated from Persia and was introduced to China during the Sui and Tang dynasties. We believe in the Ming Zun and believers help each other. Gradually, we grew stronger and broke away from the Persian chief detective to form our own sect. Our teachings are to help the poor and rescue people from suffering. Therefore, whenever the world is unfair and the government oppresses too much, our sect will organize believers and the vast majority of poor people to resist. As a result, we were slandered by the government as a demon sect."

Zhang Dun said angrily, "The government of our Song dynasty was founded on benevolence and kindness, and ruled the country together with the scholars and officials. Since Emperor Taizu Jianlong, the country has been peaceful and the four borders have been prosperous. You evil heretics are not grateful for the saint's virtue, but incite the ignorant people and confuse the masses with evil words. What else can you be but a demonic cult?"

The middle-aged scholar sneered, "Peace in the country? Generosity in all directions? That's what you guys are saying to the bunch of intellectual parasites who are exchanging their knowledge for fame. Your high positions, good salaries, fertile fields, beautiful houses, beautiful wives and concubines, which one of them is not stained with the blood of the common people? How many more refugees have there been in the world in recent years? How many more homeless people will be left hungry because of this flood alone? Have you seen it, you people in heaven? Can you see it?"

Zhang Dun remained silent. Although he always felt that something was wrong, he felt that he had no way to refute it. He was holding his breath, and his old face turned red.

Murong Fu waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's stop talking about these off-topic things."

The middle-aged scholar said, "I'm sorry, my old illness has come back again."

He studied when he was young and even passed the imperial examination. However, because he was cynical about the world and did not want to be involved in the corrupt practices in officialdom, he simply resigned and left the country, abandoning both literature and martial arts and joining the Ming Cult. When he talked about the way things were in this world, he could not help but feel resentful.

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The middle-aged scholar continued, "Forty-five years ago, in order to cope with the war against Western Xia, the imperial court imposed heavy taxes and levies, which caused public resentment. So the 21st generation leader of our sect, Wang Ze, raised the banner of rebellion in Beizhou, and heroes from all over the country responded. At one point, the army grew to 100,000, and the momentum was huge."

"The imperial court sent troops to strangle them, and Master Wang led the Ming Cult to defend Beizhou. However, at this time, due to the betrayal of a traitor in the sect, the north gate of Beizhou fell and thousands of members were killed. Who do you think this traitor is?"

Murong Fu said: "This person must be closely related to Yang Potian, or he may be him."

The middle-aged scholar said, "That's right! This man is none other than Yang Potian's father, the then Guangming Left Envoy Yang Zhi. He had long been in secret contact with the imperial court and agreed to surrender. He received a reward from the imperial court and wanted to help the imperial court uproot the entire Ming Cult. However, he was wrong, extremely wrong. The followers of the Ming Cult can never be killed. As long as the people's livelihood is not eliminated, the Ming Cult will always exist. He sold out his master for fame and fortune, but in the end, he didn't get any good results. In the end, he was hunted down by a group of masters in the sect and fled to the Western Regions with his few confidants to set up a new sect."

Murong Fu suddenly realized: I didn't realize that Yang Potian, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, was also a traitor. The old man is really bad.

Murong Fu nodded and said, "Okay, now I understand what's going on. So, tell me why you came to see me tonight."

The middle-aged scholar immediately knelt down and said, "I beg you to help me save our leader's daughter."

Murong Fu hesitated for a moment: "According to this, the leader of the Ming Cult in the Central Plains should be Fang Shoujing? His daughter? I haven't heard of her."

Murong Fu suddenly came to his senses. Why did Yang Potian, the leader of the Tangming Cult, always act in a sneaky way? Even Ding Chunqiu was more ostentatious than him. It turned out that this guy was only a half-leader. So Yang Potian wanted to use him to return to the Middle Earth? What a good plan, a very deep concealment.

Murong Fu said: "If you are injured, just go find Doctor Xue. Why are you looking for me?"

The middle-aged scholar said, "Many years ago, I consulted Divine Doctor Xue. The young lady is still alive today, thanks to Divine Doctor Xue's treatment. A year ago, Divine Doctor Xue said that in order to treat the young lady, only a top master who has practiced internal energy to the extreme of Yin and Yang can succeed. And as far as he knows, there is only one such master in the world, his head master uncle Murong Fu. But Master Murong is elusive, and finally this time we have found him after much inquiry. Please have mercy on him. All of us in the Ming Cult are grateful for his kindness."