After observing for a while, Lu Kun saw that Murong Fu was just staring at him blankly, as if he was really exhausted. Then he felt relieved and cursed himself for being too careful. Besides, this kid had no sword in his hand.
There is nothing to be afraid of.
Lu Kun stepped forward and stabbed Murong Fu's left chest with his sword. Murong Fu suddenly sat up and made a complicated gesture with his left and right hands at the same time.
Lu Kun paused for a moment, then remembered that this gesture was exactly what Murong Fu had made when he was trying to escape, "Humph, you still want to lie to me."
Lu Kun snorted coldly and continued to stab Murong Fu. Unexpectedly, the blood spurt from the sword did not happen. He saw Murong Fu's palms facing each other in front of his chest, a few inches apart.
Live on the tip of the sword.
Then Murong Fu pushed forward hard, and the sword instantly reversed at an incredible angle and stabbed Lu Kun's left chest. "Ah," Lu Kun exclaimed, and he was stabbed and fell down before he could react.
A hint of joy flashed in Murong Fu's eyes, and then there was a burst of despair. Lu Kun was not dead yet. It turned out that the sword just struck was slightly inferior in strength and angle.
Murong Fu's heart went cold and he collapsed on the ground. This time, the oil was really exhausted. He had just used a movement called Star Shift, draining out all the energy. There was even some energy left, but he did not kill Lu Kun. Now there is no trace of energy in his body.
My strength and meridians are all throbbing, and I have no ability to resist at all.
Lu Kun was also frightened to death. The sword was reversed inexplicably. If the young man had not lost his strength and the tip of the sword only penetrated the flesh less than two inches and deviated from the position of his heart, he might have died by now.
The more he thought about it, the more he became afraid. Lu Kun did not even dare to step forward easily. He just stopped the bleeding, stepped back ten feet, and stared at Murong Fu.
A quarter of an hour later, Lu Kun picked up the long sword and slowly walked towards Murong Fu, who was like a corpse. Various thoughts flashed through Murong Fu's mind. In his previous life, he died too quickly and didn't feel much, but this time, he could clearly feel the arrival of death.
It actually gave rise to a little fear.
But more importantly, I was unwilling to accept it. After finally traveling through it once, I had not yet left any traces of myself in this world, so I died like this, and I still died at the hands of such a small character with the level of a sidekick. I really died before I started my journey...
It’s ridiculous that I previously commented on Murong Fu’s bad luck in the original work. How could I have saved myself? Foreknowledge is not omnipotent.
Lu Kun's sword was getting closer and closer, and the more Murong Fu thought about it, the more unwilling he became. He actually summoned a ray of strength out of thin air, and with a ruthless heart, he gritted his teeth and jumped into the river with all his strength.
As soon as Murong Fu entered the water, he felt like the world was spinning. The last thought in his mind was that even if he died, he couldn't die in the hands of such a young man.
It hurt! It was sore, itchy, and painful! I don’t know how long it took, but Murong Fu gradually woke up from his coma. He felt like there were ants crawling and biting all over his body, and his whole body was sore and weak.
Thinking of what happened before, Murong Fu was overjoyed: "I saved another life."
Where is this? Murong Fu opened his eyes and began to look around slowly. His vision was a little blurry for a while.
This seemed to be a wooden house, with some hay hanging sparsely around it, and it was shabby. He was lying on a small bed, his clothes were in tatters, and it seemed that someone was smearing something on his body.
Murong Fu was horrified, and his eyes gradually became clearer. When he saw that the person in front of him was the little beggar yesterday, he breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.
"Did you save me? Thank you very much. After I recover, I will give you countless money so that you don't have to be a beggar anymore."
Murong Fu was extremely grateful to this little beggar. If it hadn't been for him, he would have gone back in time. At the same time, he secretly sighed, it was a predestined decision after a drink and a peck.
When the little beggar saw Murong Fu wake up and turn around, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and then dimmed. He took out a handful of unknown leaves from the side, put it into his mouth, chewed it, then spit it out and applied it on Murong Fu's wounds.
Murong Fu guessed that this must be some kind of herbal medicine. It seemed to be quite effective. The wounds on his body were already itchy. He knew that this was a reaction to the healing of the wounds.
"Your herbal medicine is very effective. Please give me more."
The little beggar didn't say a word. After applying the herbs, he turned around and left. Murong Fu stared blankly at the back of the little beggar, "Is he mute?"
Recalling what happened this time, Murong Fu was also very frightened. He almost fell into the hands of two trappers. It was simply a shame for a time traveler.
Suddenly I felt a little confused and a little nervous. Ever since I traveled through time, I have always had a sense of unreality, just like in a dream. I always thought I was familiar with the plot, and I had a mentality of playing this world as a game.
Now I realize that I am extremely unfamiliar with this world, like a mayfly between heaven and earth. If I am careless, I will be wiped out.
The painful sword wounds on his body and the fear of facing death all told him that this was a complex and real world.
Murong Fu used his internal energy, but there was no reaction at all in his Dantian. He only felt severe pain in his meridians. After checking, he found that all the meridians in his body were almost severed.
In fact, it was extremely difficult for Murong Fu to master the second level of Dou Zhuan Xing Shi with his internal strength. Even in his heyday, he could not use it at will. Moreover, before, the true energy in his body was less than 10%. It was a miracle that he did not die on the spot if he forced it out.
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Murong Fu was shocked in his heart. Martial arts was the foundation for him to stand in this world and there was no room for failure. Now that his meridians were cut off and he could not practice, that was no different from becoming a disabled person. Suddenly he seemed to be back to the beginning of time travel, and he felt disheartened.
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"It's all that damn Ding Dian who refused to save you! Don't let me meet you in the future, otherwise..."
Murong Fu paused and smiled bitterly, "Otherwise, what can we do? Ding Dian is destined to have peerless martial arts in the future. But I... hmm?"
Suddenly, an idea flashed in Murong Fu's mind. It seemed that some important information had been ignored.
After a long while, Murong Fu suddenly realized, but he remembered that Ding Dian became a peerless master after his hand and leg tendons were severed. Isn't it because of the Shen Zhao Sutra? I think this Shen Zhao Sutra must have a miraculous effect on healing the meridians!
Now that the Shenzhao Sutra is in his mind, why not practice it? He immediately closed his eyes and practiced the Shenzhao Sutra.
Combining the essence of what Mei Niansheng said and Murong Fu's extremely high qualifications, only an hour later, the damaged meridians started to feel itchy and itchy, and they were slowly being repaired.
Murong Fu was overjoyed. It turned out that the Shen Zhao Jing was different from other internal energy. It could be performed without relying on the meridians, and it could also treat the meridians in turn. However, he did not know whether it was effective for other internal injuries.
This incident also taught Murong Fu a lesson. In the past, he always thought about Beiming Magical Skills and paid little attention to the Murong family's internal skills, so he was not very diligent in practicing internal skills.
You must not aim too high in the future. There is still a long way to go before reaching Wuliang Mountain. The most important thing is to save your life.