The room was like a large social death scene, and everyone looked at Murong Fu.

They are all waiting for his answer.

"Ding, here comes the question. Please answer it as soon as possible, host."

"One, fall out on the spot, the old woman won't give up! Reward: Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms (the first three palms)."

"Two, greet me with a smile, my mother-in-law misunderstood. Reward: The experience of joining the fingers."

"Third, keep silent. As a man, you should endure everything silently. Reward: three years of internal strength."

Murong Fu secretly despised the system. He thought about it and chose the second option.

Today is the first day of their wedding. Li Qingluo just wants to give him a blow so that he will not forget Wang Yuyan's kindness in the future.

Choosing one or three, he was afraid that his mind would be squeezed by the door, so he smiled elegantly:

"My cousin and I have been childhood sweethearts. If my mother-in-law suspects that I married Yu Yan for the sake of Langhuan Jade Cave, I can swear never to enter it."

"Humph, do you know it in your heart?" Li Qingluo felt something was wrong. Murong Fu was always proud.

If I were to exclude him like this on weekdays, I would have turned away and left a long time ago.

"Mom, please don't embarrass my cousin." Wang Yuyan held Li Qingluo's hand and begged.

"That's all, that's all, I'm just a daughter. If you want to go to Langhuan Jade Cave, you can go." Li Qingluo shook her head.

My heart aches because my daughter doesn't understand how hard she has gone.

After saying that, she threw the key of Langhuan Jade Cave to Wang Yuyan, turned around and took her group of aunts and sisters to study the flower garden.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for gaining the experience of joining the fingers and being upgraded from proficient to comprehensive."

Murong Fu suddenly had a clear understanding in his mind, and his understanding of Shen He Zhi increased several levels.

Martial arts is divided into seven levels: Beginner, first practice, small success, perfection, mastery, mastery, shock the past and present, and reach the pinnacle.

Each time you advance to a realm, your power will increase exponentially.

Name: Murong Fu

Age: twenty-seven years old

Identity: Head of the Murong family

Realm: first-class master

Internal strength: twelve years

Martial Arts: Fighting over the stars (proficiency), Shenhezhi (comprehensive mastery), hundreds of martial arts (small achievements), etc.

Not bad, move up a level.

Murong Fu couldn't help but feel a little proud. After all, the Shenhe Finger was as famous as the Yiyang Finger, and even slightly surpassed it. Now he has even practiced it to the point of integration. In terms of fingering alone, Duan Yu's family is not his.

opponent.

"Cousin, are you unhappy? Mother... didn't mean it." Wang Yuyan asked softly when she saw Murong Fu was silent.

"Yes, sir, my uncle and wife have always been like this. You must never take it personally." A'Zhu and A Bi came to persuade her.

Murong Fu smiled: "Who do you think I am? I am not as narrow-minded as you say."

"Cousin, you are not a petty person, you should be called proud." Wang Yuyan said seriously, pointing her fingers.

Murong Fu shook his head and refused to explain. He didn't like to do things like face-saving and suffering.

We are men who want to be emperors, we have to be generous, we have to be magnanimous.

"Let's go, I've never been into the Langhuan Jade Cave, and I'm so curious." Murong Fu said with a smile.

"Well, cousin Yudong can come in whenever he wants from now on." Wang Yuyan said happily.

The two of them were familiar with each other. When they were young, Li Qingluo wouldn't let Murong Fu go in, but she couldn't stop Wang Yuyan from hating her desire to marry.

One is reciting the secrets of moves inside, and the other is practicing outside the cave. They cooperate tacitly and get along well with each other.

In a blink of an eye, several people came to the entrance of a huge cave, and a door made of King Kong stood in front of them.

There is a large plaque above the door with the four characters "Langhuan Jade Cave" written on it.

Wang Yuyan handed the key to Murong Fu, who took the key and opened the door without much thought.

This Vajra Gate weighs fifty kilograms each. If you are not an accomplished practitioner, you will probably die from exhaustion if you try to push it open.

"Wow, there are so many books!" A'Zhu and A Bi couldn't help but exclaimed.

Even Murong Fu secretly admired him for his Shi Shui Pavilion. It was an independent small building with two floors dug down.

However, the Langhuan Jade Cave hollowed out the entire cave, which was hundreds of feet in size. There were secret books on the red solid wood bookshelves.

At first glance, it gives people a sense of atmosphere.

"Cousin, where do you want to look first?" Wang Yuyan asked with concern.

"It doesn't matter, it's the same everywhere." Murong Fu said casually, but he secretly looked at everything in the jade cave. According to his memory, in the original work, Li Qingluo hid Xiaoyao Sect's Xiao Wuxiang Kung here.

Wang Yuyan said "Oh" without thinking too much and pulled Murong Fu inside.

A'Zhu and A Bi stood outside the door embarrassedly and asked in a low voice: "Young madam, do you see?"

"You guys can come in too." Wang Yuyan smiled.

The two maids were overjoyed and hurriedly gathered behind Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan, and they walked around.

Murong Fu specially wandered around the mountain wall, but he was speechless. No matter how hard he looked, he could not find the dark room in the original work.

In the end, I had no choice but to give up.

He can't just lick his face and ask his mother-in-law to tell him where the Little Wuxiang Gong is, right?

"It seems that we need to think of new ways and find a superb internal skill."

"Cousin, there is a dark room in this cave. Do you want to take a look? It's just some weird account books." Wang Yuyan said as she picked up a book and tugged it gently.

With a "click", a small door opened in the mountain wall.

When I got closer, I saw a small practice room inside, with a desk and a futon inside. Eight blue account books were placed on the desk.

Murong Fu's eyes lit up, and he was secretly happy in his heart. It really took no effort to find it after he had broken through the iron shoes and found nowhere.

He walked forward and opened the account books one by one.

Sure enough, there are words A, B, C, D, etc. written on the cover of the book, and there are exactly seven volumes in each volume.

And the content recorded inside is exactly the same as in memory.

The first page of the first volume reads: "In ancient times, those who were good at practicing Taoism had subtle and profound knowledge that could not be discerned. I cannot discern it, so I have a strong appearance: I feel like I am wading through the river in winter, and I feel like I am afraid of my neighbors."

On the second page, there are words such as: "On a certain day of the month, how many cents did the cashier pay, how many pairs of pig lungs were purchased?"

"Young madam, my uncle is really strange. What is the purpose of keeping the accounting journal in the dark room? Are you afraid that others will steal it?" Abi asked curiously.

Wang Yuyan shook her head and said: "My mother has always been weird. I don't know why she did this."

Murong Fu shook his head and smiled, then gave Abi a hard knock on the head and said: "Stupid, if it were you, what would you put in the darkroom?"

"Of course it is an important thing!" Abi quickly replied.
Chapter completed!