Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

After hearing Murong Fu's words, Ding Chunqiu pondered for a moment and laughed.

"Haha, I can't believe that you see clearly."

"Is it possible that you want to take this opportunity to bring down the Shaolin Temple?"

Murong Fu shook his head: "I have no interest in destroying the Shaolin Temple. My ambition is not in the world."

Ding Chunqiu looked at Murong Fu and wondered whether he had said such words before.

He would only think it was bragging and whimsical.

But now, Murong Fu is already the master of both houses.

A vassal king.

Maybe there will be a chance in the future to be on the grand ceremony and the restoration will be successful. He smiled and said:

"You have a bigger stage now."

"If you need anything in the future, you can ask me for help."

Murong Fu nodded and he was reborn.

Of course not, the original unrealistic arrogance.

Although the Xingxiu Sect is not on the stage.

However, there are some dirty things that really need this group of people to do, so he politely said: "It's easy to talk about."

The two then discussed and asked Ding Chunqiu to take his disciples to the Shaolin Temple first.

He also waited for three to five days to see if there would be anyone who wanted to go to Shaolin to feel uncomfortable.

The result was as he expected.

Within a day, all the major sects in the martial arts community came to complain.

"Alliance leader, you have to make the decision for us."

"The Shaolin Temple is attacking us. If you continue to ignore us, we are afraid that we will all be killed by them."

The person who spoke was Wu Tianlang, the elder of Kongtong Sect.

Murong Fu glanced at their leader, Taoist Xushan, and said with a smile: "What do you think, Taoist Xushan?"

"I don't know why this happened." Taoist Master Xushan fiddled with Fu Chen and did not answer Murong Fu's words at all.

Murong Fu smiled faintly, "There are nine sects in the world."

Except for the "Shaolin Temple" involved and the destroyed "Huashan Sect".

Three of them came together today.

They are the "Kongtong Sect", "Snow Mountain Sect" and "Qingcheng Sect".

Especially the "Kongtong Sect".

Not only the leader, Taoist priest Xushan, appeared, but also his elders of the previous generation.

The famous "Five Elders of Kongtong" in the world were also brought with them.

It seems that he is preparing for a head-to-head confrontation with the "Shaolin Temple".

I couldn't help but wonder what made them so determined.

"I wonder which member of the "Kongtong faction" was injured? "

Taoist priest Asahiyama's face froze and he didn't wait to speak.

Guan Neng, one of the "Five Elders of Kongtong", said:

"To be honest, the injured person was my fifth child, who passed away half a month ago."

Murong Fu was a little surprised. He didn't expect that one of the five elders died, so he quickly replied:

"Condolences."

Guan Neng shook his head and said: "We are already old bones, so naturally we can see clearly."

"It's just that Shaolin went a little too far this time."

"Even if I try my best, I can't make them so arrogant."

Murong Fu reminded: "Everyone, although there are disciples of each sect, they were injured by the powerful Vajra palm of Shaolin Temple."

"But we can't say that this incident was done by the Shaolin Temple. It is very likely that there was a misunderstanding."

Wu Tianlang said: "Even if there is a misunderstanding, Shaolin Temple should stand up and explain."

"Who did it and what was their purpose?".

"I can't let people from our sect die in vain!"

Murong Fu nodded, naturally knowing that Wu Tianlang was right, and asked:

"Then what do you want me to do?"

Taoist Master Xushan and other leaders seemed to be waiting for Murong Fu's words, and they said in unison:

"Please make the decision, King Yan, and go to Shaolin with us to ask for an explanation for us."

"This..." Murong Fu found it difficult to do the same thing and said, "Okay!"

"As the leader of the martial arts alliance, I naturally can't help but take issue with this kind of thing happening in the world."

"Thank you, King Yan!" Taoist Master Xushan and everyone else were overjoyed.

With the addition of Murong Fu, they naturally had more confidence to go to Shaolin Temple.

Murong Fu discussed with him again the time to leave.

Everyone decided to set off early the next morning.

Go to Shaolin to confront him.

inside the room.

Murong Fu knocked on the table in front of him, feeling something was wrong more and more.

Someone was obviously deliberately provoking this incident, and the method seemed familiar to him.

In particular, a person's vague appearance kept popping up in his mind.

"What if it's really him?"

"Cousin, what's wrong?" Wang Yuyan walked into the room and asked in concern.

Murong Fu took the beauty's hand, hugged her into his arms and said:

"My husband thinks this incident in Shaolin Temple is a bit strange."

"My cousin wants to say that someone is deliberately blaming the Shaolin Temple?" Wang Yuyan said.

"Well, with such obvious traces, I'm afraid everyone can see it clearly." Murong Fu said.

"Then... they want to take the opportunity to find out more about Shaolin?" Wang Yuyan guessed.

"Yes, my husband thinks so too."

"It's just that I haven't figured out what the purpose of the person behind this is until now." Murong Fu said solemnly.

The person who put the blame on this is really too mean-spirited.

It was as if he was afraid that others wouldn't be able to tell that he was blaming the Shaolin Temple.

The method is single and the behavior is single, which seems very stupid at first glance.

"Cousin, don't worry, there will be a way for the car to reach the mountain. You will know when the time comes." Wang Yuyan said with relief.

Murong Fu smiled bitterly. He was not afraid because he didn't know who was behind him.

But too afraid to know who is behind it.

In case this happened, it was his good father who did it again.

The reputation he had finally accumulated might be in vain.

Thinking of this, Murong Fu couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

The safest way now is to bring his father back from Shaolin Temple.

But he is also worried that his father's ambition is too hasty.

Random commanding ruined his current good situation.

He could only pray silently in his heart, hoping that everything was what he had guessed.

As a result, that night, another piece of news came, which completely chilled Murong Fu's heart.

An elder of the Beggar Clan actually died under his own "Seven Finger Bamboo".

This technique is a technique that only elders can practice within the Beggar Clan.

The key is, if you die, you will die.

The most speechless thing is that the other party is worried about killing him.

He also did not forget to use his powerful Vajra Palm to crush the opponent's knees.

The cruelty of the methods shocked all the heroes in the world.

Some people even pointed the finger at the Murong family.

"'Seven Finger Bamboo' is an elder of the Beggar Clan, and what he has learned cannot be learned by ordinary people. "

"It is impossible to practice in just a few days."

"Unless that person is the legendary leader Murong who is still the leader in other ways."

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Murong Fu was speechless after hearing this.

Fortunately, the elder of the beggar gang died.

It is very far away from Gusu City, otherwise I might have another headache.

This incident further strengthened Murong Fu's thoughts, and he had no choice but to pray silently.

"Father, please, please don't cheat your son again."