People in Zongwu: Starting with the Yin Gui Sect

"What, you are the Longcheng Patriarch!"

Others were shocked at most when they heard the identity of the sweeping monk, but Murong Bo and his son were different.

"Amitabha, I have long put down the name Murong Longcheng. Now I am just an ordinary sweeping monk in the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Library!"

"You!"

After hearing Murong Longcheng's words, Murong Bo was so angry that he could hardly speak. It turned out that they had been trying every means to restore Dayan over the years, and even spread false news in an attempt to provoke a war between Song and Liao, so that they had to fake their death in the end to get away.

But Longcheng Patriarch, the most talented and powerful in the history of the Murong family, has been hiding in Shaolin Temple and not paying attention?

"Amitabha, why do you insist? Great Yan has long become a thing of the past. Today, apart from our branch, who else still remembers the former Great Yan? Whether it is the branch in Qixingtang of the Ming Dynasty or the branch in Jiangnan, they have long given up these unrealistic ideas and integrated into the Ming Dynasty."

Wu Yu was stunned by the old monk's words. He didn't expect that in addition to the Murong family in Gusu of the Song Dynasty, the other two Murong families in the Ming Dynasty were actually descendants of the royal family of the former Great Yan. However, Lu Xiaofeng on the side disagreed. Obviously, as a spy of the Ming Dynasty, he had known these secrets for a long time.

"People with different ideals cannot work together. Since you can give up all your identities and even go against the ancestral teachings to hide in Shaolin, we father and son cannot do it.

No matter what, we father and son must restore Dayan to its former glory. Since you are unwilling to work with us father and son, don't blame us for no longer recognizing your identity as a Murong family. At the same time, please don't stop us, otherwise even if you are the ancestor of my Murong family, we father and son will never let you go!"

As he said this, Murong Bo directly pulled Murong Fu to the side of the three great masters of the Yuan Dynasty and stood with the other three Xiantian realm masters.

At this time, Huang Shang, who had been watching the show, smiled and said, "Okay, old monk, good words can't persuade the damned. Since they have chosen this path, it is their own business. Anyway, your Murong family is not the only branch, and there will be no descendants!"

"Amitabha, please forgive me, Mr. Huang!"

The old monk chanted a Buddhist name and kept silent. Huang Shang looked at Wu Yu with admiration, "Little guy, since you know the identity of the old monk so clearly, you might as well guess the identity of the old Taoist. If you guess it right, how about I give you an opportunity."

"There is no need for an opportunity. I still understand the principle of biting off more than I can chew. I haven't even figured out my own skills. , learning anything else is a waste of time, but since the senior has ordered it, I will tell you.

The senior's real name is Huang Shang. He was the top scholar in his country in the past. Later, he was ordered by the government to compile the Wanshou Daozang. Finally, he had an epiphany on the day the book was completed. Within one day, he went from an ordinary person to a martial arts master. Finally, he was recruited by the royal family as a worshiper. What the junior said is right! "

"What, within one day, an ordinary person can directly become a martial arts master. How is this possible?"

As the person involved, Huang Shang has not said anything yet, but a group of martial artists can't sit still. They all look at each other in disbelief, as if to say, what myth are you talking about?

"Little guy, how do you know these things about the old Taoist? You should know that the old Taoist has never told anyone else!"

When Huang Shang said this, it was equivalent to acknowledging the truth of Wu Yu's words in disguise.

Everyone was shocked again when they heard this. If someone could really become a martial arts master from an ordinary person in one day, then what was the point of their hard practice for so many years!

Wu Yu ignored everyone's disappointment and continued, "You may be unfamiliar with the Wanshou Daozang, but if you mention another name, everyone will know it. It is the Nine Yin Manual!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned again. What did they just hear?

The Nine Yin Manual, the first strange book in the martial arts world of the Song Dynasty, was unexpectedly compiled by the old Taoist priest in front of him. No wonder the other party could suddenly realize and become a martial arts master from an ordinary person in one day. Originally, this first strange book in the martial arts world of the Song Dynasty was compiled by him.

Huang Shang, the person involved, laughed heartily, "Little guy, since you already know my identity, you must also know what the opportunity is that the old Taoist said. Do you still want to refuse now?"

As Huang Shang finished speaking, everyone who came to their senses stared at Wu Yu. If they didn't know before, it would be fine. Now that they know that the so-called opportunity is the Nine Yin Manual, the first strange book in the Song Dynasty martial arts, they don't believe that Wu Yu can still refuse.

"The Nine Yin Manual of the senior is indeed very good, and it is worthy of the title of the first strange book in the Song Dynasty martial arts, but I stillIs it a refusal? Or as the saying goes, "You can't chew too much if you are greedy. The unique skills I have are enough for me to comprehend for a lifetime."

Although the words are high-sounding, does Wu Yu really not want it? Of course he wants it. This is the Nine Yin Manual, and it is the original version. If it is just a martial arts method, it is okay, but the Taoist scriptures on it are really good things.

Although he wants it, Wu Yu also understands that there is no free lunch in the world. If you want to get something, you must pay the corresponding price.

"He refused, he really refused. This is the Nine Yin Manual. If you don't want it, you can give it to me! "

Hearing Wu Yu's refusal again, everyone had a look of grief, especially Jiumozhi, the martial arts fanatic, whose eyes were spitting fire, wishing to replace Wu Yu.

You should know that you have only practiced the Nine Yang Magic Art derived from the Nine Yin Manual, and your strength has more than doubled. If you can get the original Nine Yin Manual, how great will the change be.

Every time he thought of this, Jiumozhi wanted to slap Wu Yu a few times, and then grabbed his collar and shouted: Brother, wake up, that is the Nine Yin Manual, the first strange book in the Song Dynasty martial arts world. Didn't you see that Wang Chongyang became a master for it? What are you still pretending to be? Wake up quickly.

"Hahaha, junior, I am more and more interested in you now. How about coming to me? With your qualifications and my teachings, you will definitely become a master like me within ten years! "

Huang Shang's words startled Wu Yu. He wanted to become his disciple? To be honest, he was quite tempted. After all, with a good teacher, he would definitely avoid many detours on the road of martial arts. Just like before, if he had someone to guide him, he would not have almost exploded and died because of the excessive true energy in his body.

But after thinking about it, he finally gave up. Huang Shang's identity was a tribute to the royal family of the Song Dynasty. If he became a disciple of the old Taoist, wouldn't it be equivalent to being tied to the Song Dynasty? This was not what he wanted to see.

And for some reason, his subconscious was also telling him that once he was tied to the Song Dynasty, something bad would definitely happen to him. Even he himself was a little puzzled by this feeling.