[Comprehensive Martial Arts + Sword Three] Murong Fu of Attack

What happened to Gong Jiu was indeed an emergency.

Before Murong Fu arrived at Shaolin Temple, he had no idea that he would meet this person.

It's just that adapting to changing circumstances is an essential quality for a quack.So on that day, he was still waiting for the day of the duel, when he saw Gong Jiu sneaking into the secret passage, he followed.

The combination of darkness and the unique lightness kung fu he had cultivated in Xiaoyaomen made his tracking journey very smooth.

He saw Gong Jiu's cautiousness, and also saw Gong Jiu's familiarity.It can be deduced that Gong Jiu should have entered that trap for the first time, but he already has a thorough understanding of the mechanism layout in the trap.

The only variable is only at the last level.

Gong Jiu successfully passed all the checkpoints, but he couldn't touch the flute he was thinking of.

—Yes, he couldn't touch it.

The mist around the flute is like a finely woven protective net, firmly guarding the flute.

Perhaps because of this, at the beginning, he was not too defensive against Murong Fu who was traveling with him.

He thought it was impossible for Murong Fu to get that flute.

Murong Fu sat at the table, sipping tea while recalling all this in detail.

Why can't Gong Jiu touch that flute?Why can I come across it myself?Is it because the flute is an orange weapon, so only you can touch it?

Will other orange weapons be like this, or is it only "Taishang Wangqing" like this...

He didn't wake up from his thoughts until the pot of tea was empty.

He now has a bold hypothesis——

Could it be that these twelve orange weapons originally belonged to this world and represented a special meaning?

Will the self who can touch them also be crowned with a special meaning?

Another most important point is, who else knows the truth of this matter?Could it be because of this reason that Xiaoyaozi found himself?

If so, many things can be connected in series.For example, why Xiaoyaozi hadn't contacted the Su family before, but found himself not long after he traveled.

Probably because the original owner is not special, the special one is the self after time travel.

It is because I am special that I am treated special.

Murong Fu gently rubbed the center of his brows, due to his complicated thoughts and poor rest these days, he often felt tired.

Suppressing the drowsiness, Murong Fu summoned the system.

"I want to see the grade."

"Okay." The system said, "Your level is now level 60."

Murong Fu was surprised: "Why did it grow so much?"

"First of all, because you got a very powerful ally, Prince Taiping's son. This powerful ally bonus allows you to upgrade to seven levels."

"Secondly, you have completed important tasks, and the reward experience is enough to upgrade to another three levels."

Important tasks completed?

What exactly is this task?

Is it to let Gong Jiu form an alliance with him?

"System, can you tell us the conditions for completing this mission?"

The system let out an "uh" and hesitated: "Sorry, this can't be done."

Murong Fu: "..."

Playing mystery again...

"What about the rewards for this mission?" Murong Fu reminded, "It's not just experience, is it?"

"Of course not. The mission was successfully completed, and the reward is [Burst]."

Murong Fu was puzzled: "Explode? What do you mean!"

"The host can instantly increase the level to level 80, which lasts for half an hour. However, [Burst] has side effects. When the host uses this skill, it will enter a state of immediate near-death. Please use it with caution."

Murong Fu: "..."

Come, let me introduce to you in detail what is called "chicken rib".

Burst to level 80, not bad.But when do you need an outburst?

place!territory!fierce!risk!

Meet!arrive!powerful!enemy!

Tell me about these two, which one can safely enter the near-death state after an outbreak for half an hour? ! !

If you're on the verge of death, you must be really dead, okay? ! ! !

Murong Fu took a deep breath: "System, you should be glad that I only kill 'people'."

system:"……"

"This...cough, host, there is a new mission released, do you want to accept it?"

Murong Fu said coldly: "What mission?"

"This task is very simple..."

"Oh? Let's hear it."

"The host please go to the Tang Sect in the middle of Shu."

"..."

Murong Fu let out a long sigh, looked deeply into the distance, first thought about the time it would take to travel from Shaolin to Central Shu, and then thought about the level of guards at the Tang Sect in Central Sichuan...

"system……"

"……hold head high?"

"Today... I'm going to relapse..."

"..."

"You! Here! Me! Get out! Get out! Come on!"

"..."

Murong Fu was indeed very unhappy.

But there are too many things that have made him unhappy recently, and he doesn't know which one to start with...

So he decided, it's better not to be unhappy, otherwise it will be more annoying...

After sorting out his emotions and luggage, Murong Fu went to bid Ming En his farewell.

In the bright yellow hall, the Buddha statue looked down as if it was saving all sentient beings, and Ming En was kneeling in the compassionate eyes of the Buddha statue.

Hearing that Murong Fu had come, he didn't get up immediately, after reading the scriptures, he lifted up his clothes and stood up a little staggeringly.

He seems a little haggard today.

Murong Fu was puzzled, but still said calmly: "Abbot, I've bothered you for a long time, it's time to say goodbye."

Ming En put his palms together and said a Buddhist name.

"The reception has not been good these few days, please ask the benefactor Haihan."

"The abbot is being polite."

Ming En held the beads in his hand, and rubbed the beads unconsciously with his fingers, his lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something.

"Abbot, is there anything else you want to tell me?"

Ming En avoided Murong Fu's probing gaze, turned around slowly, and knelt down facing the Buddha statue again.

"Benefactor, the poor monk has nothing to tell you, but I have a question, I hope the benefactor can answer."

Murong Fu walked up to Ming En and stood with his hands behind his back: "Abbot, please tell me, I know everything."

Having received Murong Fu's promise, Ming En still didn't speak, he turned the prayer beads round and round, hesitated for a long time before opening his mouth slowly.

"Tell me... what is good and what is evil?"

Murong Fu looked at Ming En's side face in surprise, he felt a strange sense of disobedience, but he didn't know where this disobedience came from.

"Good and evil..."

Yes, what is good and what is evil?

Ming En put down the Buddhist beads, and his slightly cloudy eyeballs pressed against Murong Fu: "People are good at being bullied, and horses are good at being ridden."

Murong Fu narrowed his eyes.

This should not be something that the abbot said.

But Murong Fu didn't raise any doubts, he looked at Ming En who was obviously exhausted in front of him, and suddenly felt that this person seemed a bit pitiful.

Although he didn't know why he felt pitiful for this person, let alone why he was pitiful.

When Murong Fu was silent, Ming En had already turned his head away from looking at him.

He seemed to have turned back into the head of the No. [-] temple in the world, and it seemed that he was not the one who asked Murong Fu just now.

Murong Fu looked at the Buddha statue, which was carefully carved and lifelike.Its eyes fell equally, as if it was looking at Murong Fu and Ming En.

It is clearly a symbol of solemnity, but its expression is extremely soft.

Murong Fu adjusted his clothes with downcast eyes, and gave a slight salute.He doesn't believe in Buddha, he only believes in himself, but he still wants to worship it now.

"Ren Shan was bullied, and Ma Shan was ridden..." Murong Fu said leisurely, a small smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"But the bad guys won't be bullied, and the fierce horse won't be tamed?"

"In this world—is there really a distinction between good and evil?"

"Or...only strong and weak?"

Murong Fu stepped back and turned around, his toga and sleeves fluttered in the wind, before disappearing around the corner in an instant.

In the main hall, only Ming En was left with his eyes closed silently, as if he didn't hear Murong Fu's words, his expression remained unchanged.

After a long time, he sighed deeply.