The monk leaned into Murong Fu's ear and whispered:

"This Taoist Mu is so powerful. He actually knows we will come?"

Murong Fu took Wan's hand and followed Yuan Chengzhi calmly.

Not surprising at all, his previous remarks.

As the war is approaching, Mu Renqing will naturally know Yue Buqun and will send someone to ask about his attitude.

No matter whether they come or not, this set of rhetoric is the same.

Seeing that Murong Fu did not speak, Yuan Chengzhi took the initiative to speak:

"King Yan, how could he come to our Mount Hua?"

Murong Fu didn't have much impression of Yuan Chengzhi.

All I know is that he slept with Wei Xiaobao's master.

Later, he abandoned others.

Um?

Speaking of which, the two families seem to be invincible.

However, in the current world of Zongwu, I don’t know whether his father died or not.

Immediately, the Bagua Heart Arises:

"My father had had contact with Lingzun, but I wonder what happened to Lingzun?"

"Is my father?" Yuan Chengzhi didn't expect Murong to answer the question that was irrelevant, so he was stunned for a moment.

He immediately replied: "He is now in Ming Kingdom, responsible for border defense, and his health is quite strong."

Murong Fu suddenly realized, and sure enough, another timeline was chaotic, and he smiled and said:

"Haha, then another day, I must visit Lingzun."

Yuan Chengzhi said sincerely: "If King Yan leaves, Chengzhi will definitely sweep the bed to greet him."

"Hehe, it's easy to talk about, it's easy to talk about." Murong Fu said with a smile.

In this way, the box of a few people who came down was considered to be open.

After all, they are still young, and they have similar ideas when they come into contact with things.

Except for Murong Fu, he is more crafty and concise.

Overall, it was still a small gathering for the new generation that was positive and enthusiastic.

"Master is on the top of this mountain, let's go up."

Yuan Chengzhi pointed to a mountain peak about twenty feet high and said.

Linghu Chong said speechlessly: "So tall? Isn't it cold to live on it?"

Yuan Chengzhi smiled and said, "My master is now at the state of being in the divine and sitting illuminating, and his internal energy is endless."

"Some cold wind can't enter the body at all."

"No wonder!" Linghu Chong nodded, but he was still helpless when he looked at the mountain that was more than twenty feet tall.

Yuan Chengzhi smiled and stopped talking.

He pulled up, rushed to a cliff, turned over somersault, and then rushed up again.

Soon, it disappeared before the three of them.

"If I remember correctly, this move should be from the Iron Sword Sect [Climbing the Clouds and Riding the Dragon]."

Murong Fu smiled.

Linghu Chong nodded and said in admiration:

"Master Mu and Taoist Master Musang from the Iron Sword Sect have a good relationship."

"It shouldn't be difficult after learning a few tricks."

"The King of Yan is worthy of being the King of Yan. Not only is he strong, but his vision is invincible."

Murong Fu smiled and looked at Linghu Chong. He knew that Linghu Chong's sword skills were so profound.

The body movement is also good.

I just haven't heard of it, and the other party has any great light skills.

It allows him to easily climb this mountain.

He couldn't help but say curiously: "Brother Linghu, please."

Linghu Chong scratched his head and said with a smile:

"Haha, King Yan asks you first, and I will arrive later."

Murong Fu smiled and said, "Since that's the case, I will take a step first."

He hugged the widow beside him, and a whirlwind whirlwind rose all over his body.

He used [Shadow of the Wind] and walked up directly.

"I'll go?"

"I didn't drink too much, did I?"

Linghu Chong rubbed his eyes hard, unable to believe that Murong Fu walked up such a high mountain.

And, holding someone?

What kind of body technique is this?

Learned by humans?

Seeing this, he felt the misfortune of his life.

There was a Yuan Chengzhi who had already made him feel a little ashamed of himself.

Now, there is another Murong Fu.

It made him feel like he had a good drink, and he was drunk to death.

After thinking about it, I didn't talk nonsense when I looked at the mountain, and turned around and walked towards the path beside me.

"Hmph, you have good light skills, you have strong internal strength, I can't do it, I walk!"

…

On the unknown mountain.

Yuan Chengzhi just had somersault and flipped up.

Before he could stand firm, Murong Fu hugged Wu's wife and walked down slowly.

He couldn't help but grow old and said in surprise:

"Do you have this kind of light skills?"

Murong Fu understateed: "Haha, the gadgets collected by my father in his early years are not worth mentioning."

"Isn't it worth mentioning?" Yuan Chengzhi was speechless.

If this is not worth mentioning, then he is afraid that there is nothing to mention.

I can only keep admiring, admiring.

Compared to Yuan Chengzhi's shock.

But Wusan was already used to Murong Fu and created some rare things every few days.

Pointing to a very simple wooden house not far away:

"Your master won't live there, right?"

"Well, he lives there." Yuan Chengzhi took the two of them over.

"Haha, Chengzhi, are you back so soon?"

On the other end of the wooden house is an open land.

At this time, two old men were playing chess there.

An old man in green clothes and looking very kind.

One is full of serious face and is arrogant without anger.

The old man in white with every move is full of aggressiveness.

Without thinking, we also know that one is Mu Renqing and the other is Feng Qingyang.

"Well, who is this kid? Why? I've never seen him?"

"And, the woman around him seems to be from the Demon Sect."

Feng Qingyang put down the flag in his hand and looked at Murong Fu and Wusai.

Yuan Chengzhi was stunned, turned around and looked at Wu Zi, quickly explained, saying:

"Don't be angry, this is the famous Nan Murong Murong Fu in the world."

"The woman around him is his wife named Wuya."

"Why are you here, boy from the Murong family?"

When Feng Qingyang heard this, he seemed to have a hint of disdain in his tone.

Murong Fu raised his eyebrows and said calmly:

"Haha, my younger brother Murong Fu has met two seniors."

"I'm not sure about it, but I don't want to come either.

"It's just the leader Yue. He is worried that the Huashan Sect will not work, so he specially invited me to leave some fire for your Huashan Sect."

"You..." Feng Qingyang didn't expect that Murong Fu's mouth was so clever.

He didn't give him any face and couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Instead, Mu Renqing smiled and said, "Haha, my friend doesn't have to be angry. The reason why my senior brother's tone is a bit frivolous."

"It is also because he once had a good relationship with you senior family heads."

"As the head of the family? My grandfather?" Murong Fu was slightly excited.

There are legends about his father in the world, but no one has ever mentioned his grandfather.

This surprised him a little.

"Haha, it turns out you are Murong Yun's grandson." Feng Qingyang smiled.

Murong Fu was very curious when he saw Feng Qingyang's expression not seemingly fake.

"I only remember when I was very young, I met my grandfather a few times, but then I didn't know where he was going."

"I asked my father a few times, but my father said he didn't know."

"Dare you sure you ask me, do you know where my grandfather went?" Murong Fu asked curiously.
Chapter completed!