Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

The Golden Summit of Wudang Mountain is also called Dayue Taihe Palace.

It is built on the top of Tianzhu Peak, the highest peak in Wudang, which is surrounded by many peaks and reaches into the sky.

Murong Fu walked into it with a few girls.

Then he saw Zhang Sanfeng and Huo Gong Tou Tuo sitting on both sides.

He, Yin Liting and others saluted each other and sat on either side of their master.

"Haha, Zhang Laodao, although I can't beat you."

"But my disciple is better than your disciples."

When Huo Gong Tutuo saw Murong Fu coming over, he laughed a few times and his words were full of ridicule.

Zhang Sanfeng nodded to Murong Fu with admiration and lightly stroked his white beard. road:

"Master Murong is indeed a rare person to see in a hundred years."

"In the future, the peace of the martial arts world needs him to protect it."

"You..." Huo Gong Tutuo heard Zhang Sanfeng's words and felt like he was punched in the cotton.

It seems very powerful, but in fact it does nothing.

When the Six Heroes of Wudang heard Zhang Sanfeng's words, they were not jealous.

Instead, they all nodded towards Murong Fu with good intentions.

"As expected of Master Zhang's disciple, he has already given up his desire to win." Murong Fu secretly admired him.

"Haha, Fellow Taoist Pyrotechnician, why are you always obsessed with winning or losing?" Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile.

"Hmph, if a person doesn't have the will to win or lose, wouldn't he be like a salted fish?"

"The tiger still has a sense of territory, and the jackal still knows how to trace the territory."

"If you don't want to fight for it, why don't you give me Wudang Mountain?"

What Huo Gong Tutuo disliked the most in his life was fake compassion and fake morality.

The reason why he defected back then was because he had seen too many filth in the Shaolin Temple.

The big monk bullies the little monk, and the little monk bullies the new monk.

Zhang Sanfeng said calmly: "Wudang Mountain is not a sophisticated Wudang Mountain."

"Wudang Mountain is not yours. Could it be mine or my apprentice's?" Huo Gong Tutuo rolled his eyes and shouted to Zhang Sanfeng.

"Haha, if fellow Taoists like Wudang Mountain, Wudang Mountain will naturally belong to fellow Taoists."

Zhang Sanfeng continued in a warm voice:

"In this world, whoever can make Wudang Mountain better, then Wudang Mountain belongs to him."

"If I want to destroy Wudang Mountain, Wudang Mountain will naturally not welcome me."

Huo Gong Tutuo raised his eyebrows, shook his head and said: "There is no distinction between good and evil in heaven and earth."

"How does Shan know?"

"Right or wrong, which one is not artificially added?"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said, "Fellow Taoist Pyrotechnics is right."

"But don't forget that God is also in people's hearts."

Murong Fu couldn't help but feel something after listening to what the two of them said.

According to the long-standing saying, what Master Zhang said must be right.

But what my master said makes sense.

Power is supreme and suppression lasts forever.

"Hmph! I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. You are number one in the world now, and everything you say makes sense."

"When you die, the old monk will be the best in the world, and what the old monk said will be the truth."

Huo Gong Tutuo rolled his eyes at Zhang Sanfeng in displeasure, picked up the porridge bowl on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

Immediately, he put it on the table with a "snap" and shouted:

"one more bowl!"

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head, and the disciples below quickly stepped forward and gave Huo Gong Toutuo another bowl.

At this time, Queen Renhuai, who was sitting next to Murong Fu, said:

"Zhenzhen Zhang, now the Song Dynasty is in turmoil, and the Yuan people are showing off their evil deeds."

"In what direction do you think the Song Kingdom will develop in the future?"

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but sigh when he heard such a heavy topic.

"Song State... has been suffering from a long-standing disease, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to cure it!"

Queen Renhuai heard this.

Even though I was prepared, I still felt sad.

"Zhenzhen Zhang, even if you take action, you won't be able to turn the tide?"

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and said:

"The people's support does not lie with Pindao. Even if Pindao is the best in the world, he cannot resist the public opinion."

"It should be what it is, or what it should be."

When Queen Renhuai heard this, she bowed respectfully to Zhang Sanfeng.

He no longer spoke, but sat quietly aside.

No one knew what she was thinking.

Seeing this, Huo Gong Tutuo said strangely:

"Disciple, your wife's background is not simple."

"I also care about national affairs, which is interesting, interesting."

Murong Fu smiled awkwardly, he did not dare to admit that Queen Renhuai was his wife now.

If word of this gets out.

I am afraid that the entire Song Dynasty will explode.

The vassal kings will most likely come to trouble him immediately.

Breakfast lasted for about half an hour, but it wasn't that everyone was eating slowly.

Instead, there were two great men, sitting and talking while eating.

Everyone who listened was very interested and still had something to say.

Finally, Huo Gong Tutuo said, "Zhang Laodao, what you say is all nonsense to fool people", ending the debate.

After breakfast, Murong Fu and others left Wudang Mountain and headed towards Gusu City.

Without the pressure from Pang Ban, Murong Fu could be said to be extremely relaxed and said happily:

"Master, after you go back, how about my disciple build you a temple?"

Huo Gong Tutuo shook his head and said disdainfully:

"Why build a temple? Why don't you just go and take back the Shaolin Temple as a teacher?"

"Huh?" Murong Fu was frightened, this is incredible, this is incredible.

He already felt that his ambition was not small, but now he compared it with his master.

After all, the layout is still small.

Ding Chunqiu has been thinking about the Shaolin Temple for countless years, but he just wants a Great Return Pill.

My own master is good, but he wants to rob the Shaolin Temple. Who can bear this?

But, then again.

Who is more powerful, the unknown monk or his own master?

…

In a dense forest outside Xiangyang City.

On the left and right, there are a group of men in black ambushing each other.

The two sides looked at each other, but neither had the intention to take action.

"Brother Gu, aren't we being a little hasty in helping Mr. Fu deal with Murong Fu this time?" A man in leather clothes looked at the people in the power gang opposite and asked.

And in his mouth, he was called Brother Gu.

It was Gu Xichao, the new head of Lianyun Village.

Gu Xichao's face showed a hint of sorrow as a result of hatred between the country and the family, and replied: "Second brother has misunderstood. We are not going to be enemies with Murong Fu."

"I just want to take back Queen Renhuai so that His Highness can inherit the throne in a reasonable manner."

"In this way, our country, Song Dynasty, still has the possibility to regain its strength."

The second brother's name is Laoxueguang, and he is nicknamed "Tiger Screaming Eagle, Flying Spirit Snake Sword".

He has a clear distinction between love and hate, is strong and upright, has excellent internal strength, light skills, and swordsmanship, and has a great reputation in the martial arts world.

When he saw Gu Xichao talking like this, he didn't say anything more, and he accepted the other party's idea.

The only thing I worry about is that the people from the power gang on the opposite side will not be easy to deal with.

At this moment, several spies from both sides ran back and reported excitedly that they had discovered Murong Fu's carriage approaching.

Gu Xichao said happily: "I heard that Murong Fu was seriously injured by Pang Ban and finally escaped death."

"If we can persuade him to join His Highness, it will be a great achievement."