Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Huanwen came close to Murong Fu's ear and whispered:

"This Taoist Mu is so powerful. He actually knew we were coming?"

Murong Fu took Huan Huan's hand and followed Yuan Chengzhi calmly.

It's not surprising at all, given his previous remarks.

With the war approaching, Mu Renqing would naturally know about Yue Buqun and send someone to ask him about his attitude.

Regardless of whether it was the three of them or not, the rhetoric was the same.

Seeing that Murong Fu remained silent, Yuan Chengzhi took the initiative and said:

"King Yan, why did you come to our Huashan?"

Murong Fu didn't have much impression of Yuan Chengzhi.

All I know is that he slept with Wei Xiaobao's master.

Later he abandoned the family.

Um?

It sounds like the two families have a feud.

However, in today's mixed martial arts world, it is not known whether his father is dead or not.

Immediately, the Eight Diagrams Heart arose and said:

"My father once had a relationship with your father. I wonder what happened to your father?"

"My father?" Yuan Chengzhi didn't expect Murong Fu to answer the question and was stunned for a moment.

Then he replied: "He is now in the Ming Dynasty, responsible for border defense, and he is still in good health."

Murong Fu suddenly realized that, as expected, another timeline was messed up. He smiled and said:

"Haha, I will definitely come to visit your father some other day."

Yuan Chengzhi said sincerely: "If King Yan leaves, Chengzhi will definitely sweep up the bed to welcome him."

"Haha, easy to say, easy to say." Murong Fu said with a smile.

In this way, the conversation among the few people who came down was opened.

After all, they are both still young and have similar ideas about things they are exposed to.

Except Murong Fu was more sophisticated and calculating.

Overall, it was a positive and enthusiastic gathering of the new generation.

"Master is at the top of the mountain, let's go up."

Yuan Chengzhi pointed to a mountain peak about twenty feet high and said.

Linghu Chong was speechless and said: "So high? Isn't it cold for Master, the old man, to live up there?"

Yuan Chengzhi smiled and said: "Master has now reached the state of meditation in [Hunyuan Gong], and his internal energy is flowing continuously."

"A little bit of cold wind can't enter the body at all."

"No wonder!" Linghu Chong nodded, but he still felt helpless when looking at the mountain peak of more than twenty feet.

Yuan Chengzhi smiled and stopped talking.

He pulled up his body and jumped to the top of a cliff, turned upside down and jumped up again.

Not long after, he disappeared in front of the three people.

"If I remember correctly, this move should be the Iron Sword Sect's [Climb the Cloud and Riding the Dragon]."

Murong Fu smiled.

Linghu Chong nodded and said in admiration:

"Master Mu has a very good relationship with Taoist Priest Mu Sang of Iron Sword Sect."

"I've learned a few tricks, it shouldn't be difficult."

"King Yan is worthy of being King Yan. Not only is he powerful, but his vision is unrivaled in the world."

Murong Fu smiled and looked at Linghu Chong. He knew that Linghu Chong was very skilled in swordsmanship.

Shenfa is also good.

I just never heard of the other party having any powerful Qing Kung.

It allows him to climb this mountain easily.

He couldn't help but said curiously: "Brother Linghu, please."

Linghu Chong scratched his head and said with a smile:

"Haha, King Yan invites you first, I will be there soon."

Murong Fu smiled and said: "In that case, I will take the first step."

He hugged Wenwan beside him, and a gust of wind rose up all over his body.

He cast [Wind Control Shadow] and walked up directly.

"I go?"

"I didn't drink too much, did I?"

Linghu Chong rubbed his eyes hard, unable to believe that Murong Fu walked up to such a high mountain.

And, holding someone in his arms? ..

What kind of movement is this?

People learned it?

Seeing this, he felt the misfortune of his life.

Having Yuan Chengzhi already made him feel a little ashamed.

Now, there is another Murong Fu.

It almost made him want to have a good drink and get drunk all of a sudden.

After thinking about it, he looked at the mountain without talking nonsense, turned around and walked towards the side path.

"Hmph, you are good at Qinggong and your internal strength is strong. If I can't do it, I'll take the other way!"

…

On an unknown mountain.

Yuan Chengzhi just did a somersault and rolled over.

Before he could stand firmly on his feet, he saw Murong Fu walking down slowly and leisurely with Huan Huan in his arms.

He couldn't help but have a big mouth, and said in surprise:

"Does your family have this kind of Qing Gong?"

Murong Fu wrote lightly: "Haha, the gadgets my father collected in his early years are not worth mentioning."

"Not worth mentioning?" Yuan Chengzhi was said to be speechless.

If this is not worth mentioning, then he is afraid that it is nothing worth mentioning.

I can only keep admiring and admiring.

Relative to Yuan Chengzhi's shock.

But Huanwan was already used to Murong Fu coming up with some rare things every three days.

Pointing to an extremely simple wooden house not far away, he said:

"Your master doesn't live there, does he?"

"Well, he lives there." Yuan Chengzhi led the two of them over.

"Haha, Chengzhi, are you back so soon?"

At the other end of the wooden house is an open space.

At this time, there were two old men playing chess there.

An old man wearing green clothes and looking very kind.

One of them has a serious face, showing no anger or authority.

The old man in white is full of aggression in every move he makes.

You don't need to think about it, you know that one is Mu Renqing and the other is Feng Qingyang.

"Well, who is this guy? Why? I've never seen him?"

"Moreover, the woman next to him seems to be a member of the Demon Sect."

Feng Qingyang put down the flag in his hand and looked at Murong Fu and Huan Huan.

Yuan Chengzhi was stunned, looked back at Huan Huan, and quickly explained, saying:

"Master, don't be angry. This is the famous Nan Murong Murong Fu in the world."

"The woman beside him is his wife named Huanhua."

"Young boy from the Murong family, why are you here?"

When Feng Qingyang heard this, there seemed to be a hint of disdain in his tone.

Murong Fu raised his eyebrows and said calmly:

"Haha, junior Murong Fu has met two seniors."

"To be honest, this junior doesn't want to come either.

"It's just that Head Yue is worried that the Huashan Sect will fail, so he specially invited me to save some fire for your Huashan Sect."

"You..." Feng Qingyang didn't expect Murong Fu's mouth to be so smart.

She didn't give him any face, so she couldn't help but feel a little angry.

On the contrary, Mu Renqing smiled and said: "Haha, little friend, there is no need to be angry. The reason why my senior brother's tone is a little frivolous."

"It's also because he had a good relationship with your previous head of the family."

"The new head of the family? My grandfather?" Murong Fu was slightly excited.

There are legends about his father in the world, but no one has ever mentioned his grandfather.

This actually surprised him.

"Haha, it turns out you are Murong Yun's grandson." Feng Qingyang said with a smile.

Murong Fu was very curious when he saw that Feng Qingyang's expression didn't look fake.

"I only remember seeing my grandfather a few times when I was very young, but then I didn't know where he was."

"I asked my father several times, but he said he didn't know."

"Senior, do you know where my grandfather went?" Murong Fu asked curiously.

Feng Qingyang twisted his lips, pondered for a moment and said, "That old guy probably went to the border wilderness."