Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

The capital of Song Dynasty, Ling Mansion.

"The Terrible General" Ling Luoshi was sitting in the study.

Listening to the report of his soldiers, he showed a strange smile: "Haha, Murong Fu, he is really here so soon."

"General, Murong Fu's martial arts skills are extremely high. General Thunderstorm's bones were broken by him."

"Hmph, that brainless Lei Bao wants to cross me to please Qin Hui, he deserves it!"

Ling Luoshi snorted coldly, frightening the soldiers, and their whole bodies froze and broke out in cold sweat.

"Yes...yes, that's what you said, General."

"Go down and find a doctor to take a look at him. If he doesn't die, take a good rest." Ling Luoshi waved his hand, too lazy to talk nonsense.

The soldiers were relieved and did not dare to waste a moment before turning around and leaving.

Ling Luoshi glanced at the soldier's back and said, "Lazi, what do you think?"

"Haha, foster father, Murong Fu came to Kyoto alone, which shows that this person is extremely conceited."

"It's a pity that Kyoto is Prime Minister Qin's territory after all, and he...can't get out!"

The young man in green robe walked out of the room again and said with a smile.

"What about us? Do we need to take action?" Ling Luoshi asked.

Wen Lazi said without thinking, "Of course it depends on the adoptive father's wishes."

"Well, Prime Minister Qin's money for worship was taken away. Not only did he lose his money, he also lost his face." Ling Luoshi paused slightly when he said this, not knowing what he was thinking of.

Changing the subject, he added: "Just send someone to monitor him first, and we'll talk about the rest later."

Wen Lazi nodded: "Don't worry, foster father, I'll do it right away."

Ling Luoshi said "hmm" and asked Wen Lazi to leave.

Inside six doors.

Qing Wu and Zhui Feng also informed Zhuge Zhengwo about Murong Fu's arrival in the Song capital.

"Uncle Shi, do we want to invite Murong Fu to come and have a chat at the six doors?" Zhui Feng asked humbly.

"Haha, no need, we can't afford to offend Murong Fu now." Zhuge Zhengwo smiled.

"Why?" Zhui Feng asked puzzled.

Qing Qing rolled his eyes at him and explained: "Murong Fu is now the military governor appointed by His Majesty."

"And we have a battle agreement with King Jinlun, the master of the Yuan Dynasty."

"Whoever wants to touch him now, His Majesty will be the first to disagree!"

Zhuge Zhengwo smiled slightly, pointed at Zhui Feng, and said, "You should learn more from Qing Qing, there are many ways to do it."

Zhui Feng nodded with a smile and asked, "Then we don't need to worry about him now?"

Zhuge Zhengwo pondered for a moment and said, "No, Murong Fu is now the leader of the Southern Martial Arts Alliance. You'd better go and get in touch with him."

Qing Qing and Zhui Feng looked at each other and saluted: "Uncle Shi, don't worry, leave this matter to us and we guarantee that it will be handled smoothly."

"Well, I can rest assured that things will be done ruthlessly." Zhuge Zhenggao looked at me indifferently, not even looking at Zhui Feng.

The latter was so angry that he couldn't help but want to come forward and argue.

A few days later.

Murong Fu put away the secret book from Tathagata Palm.

He discovered that in this set of palm techniques, each movement corresponded to a seal.

All have unique effects, which are not only amazingly powerful, but also have endless magical uses.

Moreover, it was not only about Buddhist ideals, but also vaguely helped Taoist practices, which benefited him a lot.

If the world's martial arts were classified into different levels, the power of Tathagata Palm should theoretically exceed the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

However, Buddhist martial arts has always involved some Buddhist insights.

Therefore, whether it can be exerted or not, its true power is unknown.

Murong Fu stood up slowly and walked downstairs. He planned to find Cuinong first.

Take a look at what happened to Ma Kongqun. He even dared to take away his woman.

"Mr. Murong, are you going out?" Fu Jin asked curiously when he saw Murong Fu coming downstairs.

Murong Fu smiled and said: "I have been in Songdu for a few days and I want to walk around and see it."

Fu Jin looked happy and said, "Then let me go with you."

"Well, are you coming with me? No one else needs to take care of the store?" Murong Fu asked curiously.

Fu Jin casually pulled over a waiter and said, "It's okay, as long as he's here."

"Haha, okay, I happen to be short of a local to lead the way, so I'll have to trouble Miss Fu Jin." Murong Fu said with a smile.

"No trouble, no trouble, let's go." Fu Jin happily ran towards the door. ..

He jumped up and down in front of Murong Fu like a little baby.

"Mr. Murong, where do you want to go? I will take you there."

Murong Fu recalled for a while and said: "I heard that there is a six-room teahouse in Song Dynasty. I want to go there."

"Go to the teahouse?" Fu Jin suddenly pursed his lips and said unhappily:

"Many of the teas in our wealthy Juli are tributes from the palace."

"Does Master Murong still think they taste bad?"

Murong Fu smiled, knowing that the little girl was jealous, and explained: "Haha, that's not true. I went to this teahouse to find someone to ask some questions."

"Oh, I'm not going to drink tea!" Fu Jin's expression instantly became happy again when he heard Murong Fu's explanation.

Murong Fu shook his head. The little girl's expression management was really rich.

The two talked and laughed as they walked towards their goal.

However, Fu Jin seems to be a road fool.

After walking for half an hour, I found nothing.

In desperation, Murong Fu simply hired a carriage.

Within half a quarter of an hour, the two of them were safely delivered to the door of the teahouse.

"Say, little girl, are you really a native of Songdu?" Murong Fu looked at the angry Fu Jin and couldn't help but joke.

Fu Jin nodded and said with some frustration: "If it's true, I have been in Songdu since I was born."

"Haha, then you can't find the way at all?" Murong Fu asked curiously.

"Well, I..." Fu Jin still wanted to explain, but the waiter from the teahouse had already come forward and asked: "What kind of tea would you like to drink? We have everything here."

"I'm not here to drink tea, I want to see your boss." Murong Fu said bluntly.

"You want to see the boss?" The waiter looked Murong Fu up and down, as if to see if he was worthy.

Fu Jin frowned and said, "What are you looking at? Our Master Murong said he wants to see your boss, please let him out quickly."

The man was stunned, as if this was the first time he saw such a fierce little girl, and said: "Okay, just wait, I will tell him now."

After saying that, he left quickly without any nostalgia.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be so fierce!" Murong Fu laughed.

Fu Jin was unconvinced and said: "I... I'm not mean. It's that guy who looks down on others and dares to look at you like that."

"Of course I can't be polite to him!"

Murong Fu laughed "haha" a few times and joked: "In that case, I still want to thank you."

"Hmm, Mr. Murong's martial arts skills are unparalleled, why don't you teach me a few moves." Fu Jin said happily.

Murong Fu recalled some small magic tricks from his previous life, and performed several magic tricks on Fu Jin, making him shout "miraculous".

At this moment, an energetic old man with beard and boyish face walked in and said politely:

"You two, are you looking for me?"