"Turtle-killing convention?" Murong Fu was startled. He remembered that nothing special happened at the turtle-killing convention. However, before the turtle-killing convention, he had used the soul-transferring technique on Wen Qingqing once, and the effect was surprisingly good.
He was quite puzzled at the time, and finally attributed it to his personal charm, but now it seems...
"Could it be said that the soul-moving technique can break the so-called dream spirit technique? Or maybe the two have acted on a person and produced some unexpected chemical reaction?"
Murong Fu's heart moved when he thought of this. Previously, he combined the soul-moving technique with the soul-removing technique to create a mind-taking technique, but the mind-taking technique kept jumping sideways repeatedly, which made him quite worried. If the dream spirit technique can really be combined with the soul-moving technique,
Dafa reacts, maybe it can be integrated into the mind-taking technique...
Taoist Mu Sang saw that his expression was sometimes confused, sometimes excited, and finally became extremely fiery, and he felt creepy for no reason. He quickly asked, "Little friend, little friend? Have you thought of something?"
Murong Fu came back to his senses, his thoughts turned, and he said vaguely, "Oh, I just thought of something. In fact, Qingqing also experienced some changes during the Turtle Killing Conference."
"What change?" Taoist Mu Sang was shocked and blurted out.
Murong Fu started his performance, hesitated for a moment, and sighed slightly, "It's different from what the Taoist priest said before. It's just that I happened to be next to Qingqing at the time and tapped her acupuncture points in time, so that I didn't alert others."
"What happened next?" Taoist Mu Sang asked.
Murong Fu shook his head, "At that time, I thought Qingqing was poisoned, so I gave her a pill of my Murong family's secret detoxification pill. After that, she took a nap and she was fine. I didn't take it seriously."
"Detoxification Pill..." Taoist Mu Sang's eyes flashed, "What kind of detoxification pill? Can I let the Taoist take a look?"
Murong Fu glanced at him with a half-smile, "Taoist Priest, I told you that it is a secret made by my Murong family. Can I show it to you?"
He emphasized the word "secret" very strongly, which means a lot.
Mu Sangdao is an old man, so he still doesn't understand what he means, "What do you want, little friend?"
"I'm quite interested in the Meng Ling Dafa that Taoist Master mentioned. I wonder if I can borrow it from you to have a look at it?"
There was not much surprise on Taoist Mu Sang's face. His eyes flickered slightly and he smiled bitterly and said, "This is impossible. How could the old Taoist keep such a harmful thing? Since the Qingqing incident, the old Taoist felt extremely guilty.
A single act of cruelty will destroy it."
"Really?" Murong Fu's face was full of disbelief. Apart from the fact that the old man was addicted to chess and his life was concerned, Wen Qingqing had a problem with Meng Ling Dafa. How could he destroy the secret book before he completely returned to normal? Even if Wen Qingqing recovered.
If it's normal, doesn't he want to use it as an experimental subject to study?
At least he, Murong Fu, would definitely do this.
Suddenly, Murong Fu thought of a possibility, "Could this old man have already known that Qingqingjiao is related to me, and is he waiting here for me on purpose?"
The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed, and Murong Fu's eyes became increasingly sinister. This old man was not as sanctimonious as he appeared.
Taoist Mu Sang was so frightened by what he saw that he quickly said, "If you don't believe it, little friend, I can swear to the Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty that the secret book has really been destroyed."
"Oh, in that case, forget it." Murong Fu looked at him deeply, slowly withdrew his gaze, and then said, "Okay, thank you Taoist Priest for informing me of all this. If nothing happens, I'll take my leave."
"Hey, little friend..." Taoist Mu Sang hesitated.
"Is there anything else, Taoist Master?"
Taoist Mu Sang struggled for a moment, then finally shook his head and said, "My little friend said before that as long as the Taoist explains the reason, you will help the Golden Snake Battalion overcome the difficulties. You should be able to do it, right?"
Murong Fu smiled faintly and did not comment.
Taoist Mu Sang's face darkened, "What? You want to break your promise and gain weight?"
"Don't get me wrong, Taoist priest. I said I wouldn't agree rashly without knowing the reason, but I didn't say I would definitely agree if I knew."
"What do you want?"
Murong Fu pondered for a moment, and seeing the old man's firm attitude, he was afraid that using this as a bargaining chip to force him to hand over the secret book would not be enough, so he weighed it briefly and said, "Taoist Priest should know that no one can say for sure what happens on the battlefield.
, A person's power is really limited, let's do this, you and I make a gentleman's agreement. If the Golden Snake wins this battle, you will find a way to get Yuan Chengzhi to write a letter of divorce and help me get Qingqing, otherwise we will treat it as nothing.
happened before."
"That's very good." Taoist Mu Sang looked happy, but he was still a little uneasy in his heart. Although he said it casually, in fact, as an elder, how could he really have the nerve to mix with Yuan Chengzhi?
Regarding the matter with Wen Qingqing, Murong Fu was someone who would fall out at any time. If the time comes...
After thinking for a long time, Taoist Mu Sang decided to speak first, "The old Taoist has spoken first, but there is no guarantee that this matter will definitely come true..."
But seeing that Murong Fu's face suddenly turned ugly, he hurriedly added, "Don't worry, little friend, if you don't become a seasoned person, you can just make up for it in another way, and I won't let you suffer any loss."
As he spoke, he winked at Murong Fu, seemingly hinting at something.
"Huh, old fox, are you fooling me? If you can't hand over the secret book by then, don't blame me for being ruthless..." Murong Fu secretly sneered in his heart. He naturally knew that the old man's words behind him were mostly deception, but he didn't understand at all.
He doesn't care, because no one can take advantage of him yet
Then he smiled meaningfully and said, "That's it."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
"Murong Fu," Taoist Mu Sang suddenly changed his tone and said solemnly, "Whether the Golden Snake Battalion can come back victorious in this battle depends entirely on you. I hope you will go all out. If... if things cannot be done, I hope you can
Keep Chengzhi and the elite force of the Golden Snake Battalion, I also appreciate your support."
Murong Fu paused and asked in astonishment, "Senior, what you mean is that you don't plan to go to the front line?"
Taoist Mu Sang sighed, "There must be someone in charge of Lanling Mountain, otherwise the Golden Snake Camp will have no way out."
Murong Fu thought it was reasonable at first, but when he thought about it carefully, the battle at Golden Snake Camp was already a desperate battle. What else was there to retreat from? The old man obviously had something he didn't say.
With his mind spinning, he didn't bother to get to the bottom of it, "Don't worry, I still have this credibility. Even if I lose, I won't let them annihilate them all. But if you break your promise, old man, don't blame me for falling out."
After saying that, he removed the zhenqi mask and left the side hall. Yuan Chengzhi was still waiting here. Seeing that Taoist Mu Sang did not follow him, he couldn't help but be stunned, "Mr. Murong, senior he..."
"He may have something on his mind. Brother Yuan, I agreed to go with him. From now until the end of this battle, feel free to speak up if you can use me. However, I still have something to explain when I go back. Taniguchi will tell you something in half an hour.
See you." Murong Fu said with a chuckle.
These words sounded much more sincere than before. Yuan Chengzhi immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but he also understood that it was probably Taoist Mu Sang who had promised him some benefit. He felt a little strange in his heart, but he said, "Thank you, yes."
With Master Murong's help, we will win this battle."
After leaving the tent, Murong Fu quickly went to the residence of Prince Mu to take away Mu Jianping and Hong Lingbo. When he returned to his residence, he called Liu Shenghuaqi, and the four of them gathered in the hall.
"You all know, right?" Murong Fu spoke first.
Liu Shenghuaqi's face was expressionless, but Hong Lingbo and Mu Jianping learned the news from Prince Mu's Mansion, and nodded solemnly, "I understand, the Golden Snake Battalion is about to send troops to fight Wu Sangui."
"It's too early to talk about a decisive battle." Murong Fu shook his head and changed the topic, "I have promised Yuan Chengzhi to accompany the army on the expedition. Ping'er, you should not go to Prince Mu's Mansion again after I leave. Ling Bo will stay to protect you.
"
Mu Jianping was about to speak when she heard this, but Murong Fu didn't give her a chance and immediately said to Hong Lingbo, "Lingbo, you stay here to protect Ping'er and the little mute. Anyone who dares to provoke trouble does not have to hold back.
Yes, please pay more attention to the situation in Lanling Mountain. If there is any unexpected incident, I allow you to mobilize the power of the Crystal Palace nearby and act accordingly."
"I will obey my master's instructions."
"In addition, the people from the Blood Shadow Palace will arrive soon, and you will have full control over their deployment. Lanling Mountain will be very empty during this period. Do you understand what I mean?"
Hong Lingbo's heart trembled, "Disciple understands that he will fulfill his mission!"
Murong Fu nodded with satisfaction, then looked at Liu Shenghuaqi, "Qier, you'd better go to the front line with me."
"yes."
At this time, Mu Jianping finally found an opportunity and said quickly, "Brother Murong, I..."
Murong Fu waved his hand without hesitation, "Okay, you don't go anywhere, just stay here and wait for me to come back."
"No," Mu Jianping hesitated for a moment, but said, "I'm not going somewhere, but I want to ask Brother Murong for a favor?"
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood. After thinking for a moment, he nodded, "Don't worry, your brother will be fine."
Mu Jianping was stunned for a moment and was overjoyed, "Thank you, Brother Murong!"
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Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and the army was already ready to go. Following Yuan Chengzhi's order, it left Lanling Mountain in a mighty manner.
This time, Yuan Chengzhi specially prepared a carriage for Murong Fu.
At this time, Murong Fu was sitting on the carriage, looking at the pedestrians outside who could barely be called an army. He was also sighing in his heart. Not to mention their military discipline, most of them didn't even have a complete set of armor, and many of them only had one piece of armor.
He was covered in coarse linen and linen clothes, and he had all kinds of weapons in his hands, including kitchen knives, hoes, and wooden sticks. It would be an exaggeration to say that they were scrap metal.
"This is too poor..." Murong Fu sighed slightly. Originally, he had some confidence that the Golden Snake Camp would not be defeated in this battle, but now... he really feels a little disappointed.
"Mr. Murong doesn't seem to think much of us?" Suddenly a clear voice sounded.
Murong Fu turned around and looked, but it was Jiao Wan'er riding a horse, walking side by side with his carriage.
"This woman, I haven't settled the matter with you for slandering my young master before..." Murong Fu cursed in his heart, but smiled and said, "The leader of the Jiao Gang made a strong statement. Things on the battlefield are changing rapidly. Only those who have fought can know how.