"Is it useful..." Murong Fu snorted coldly, and his palm suddenly retracted slightly, but then he immediately pushed it forward.
Jiumozhideng felt a strong force coming, and there were two "clicks" and a heart-wrenching sound coming from his two arms.
"Poof", Jiumozhi could no longer resist, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and his body flew out.
Murong Fu suddenly leaned up to avoid the blood spit out by Jiumozhi, then put his right hand on the ground and kicked his legs several times.
Jiumozhi flew out at a faster speed, and with a loud "bang", a big hole was made in the wall of the restaurant.
Murong Fu put his hands behind his back, but no one could see how he moved. His body appeared out of thin air about ten feet away. In a few flashes, he had already run out of the big hole made by Jiumozhi. He was obviously chasing after Jiumozhi.
Everyone was shocked when they saw Murong Fu's power. Of course, there were also many people whose eyes flickered and they didn't know what they were thinking.
At this time, Ding Chunqiu, who had been watching the fight between the two, saw an opportunity and jumped to the door without thinking. He did not really hope that Murong Fu would let him go.
But just when he walked to the door, a huge suction force suddenly hit him from behind, and his body involuntarily stepped back.
"Mr. Murong, I have something to say!" Ding Chunqiu naturally knew that Murong Fu was back and said hurriedly.
He was also extremely shocked in his heart. He didn't expect that Murong Fu's Beiming Divine Art had been cultivated to such a level.
At this time, Murong Fu was seen standing in the hall, with one hand behind his back and the other hand held in a distance.
In the blink of an eye, Ding Chunqiu was sucked in front of him, but he did not put him down. Instead, he held him up in the air and softly uttered one word: "Say!"
"This..." Ding Chunqiu couldn't move his body, but he could move above his neck. He turned around and looked around, "Mr. Murong doesn't want these people to hear anything, right?"
Murong Fu pondered for a long time, then suddenly stretched out his left hand and drew a large semicircle in the air. Immediately, an almost transparent layer of true energy was formed within a radius of about ten feet.
Ding Chunqiu opened his mouth, but did not say any more objections. Since Murong Fu chose to deal with it this way, he must have ensured that others would not hear.
"Tell me, what's going on with the Beiming Divine Art?" Murong Fu asked in a calm tone. Although he seemed to be obsessed at this time, his reason was still intact.
Ding Chunqiu saw that Murong Fu didn't give up on him at all, so he naturally didn't dare to mention it anymore, and directly said: "Actually, the real Beiming Magical Skills and Mental Techniques are divided into three parts."
"Huh?" Murong Fu was slightly startled. This was the first time he heard this statement.
Just listen to Ding Chunqiu continue to say: "I don't know where you learned the Beiming Divine Skill from, but no matter what, there is definitely something missing."
"Why do you say this?" Murong Fu asked.
"Disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect in the past... only know that Beiming Divine Art is divided into upper and lower parts. In fact, this is not the case. To practice Beiming Divine Art, you must also cooperate with a certain amount of mental skills, otherwise you will end up going crazy, exhausting your energy and die.
This secret formula has been passed down orally from generation to generation."
Ding Chunqiu told all the secrets of the Beiming Divine Art in one breath. When he mentioned the Xiaoyao Sect, he also looked at Murong Fu's face, but unfortunately he couldn't tell anything.
"Yes!" Murong Fu nodded lightly, but thoughts were already rolling in his mind. In this case, it is possible that what he practiced was the incomplete Beiming Divine Art. However, Ding Chunqiu was cunning and could not be easily believed, so he immediately motioned for him to continue.
Ding Chunqiu glanced at Murong Fu cautiously, and could only continue: "This is absolutely true, old man... my transformation skills are adapted from the upper part of the Beiming Divine Skill."
"Is that so..." Murong Fu murmured. Originally he was wondering which one he was practicing, but after Ding Chunqiu said this, he understood clearly.
"By the way, my master is Wu Yazi, the previous head of the Xiaoyao Sect. I still don't know which uncle Murong is a disciple of?" Ding Chunqiu asked tentatively when he saw Murong Fu's expression began to change.
Murong Fu sneered in his heart, but his face remained calm, "You don't have to worry about whose disciple I am. You said you had a solution before. Does that mean you have that inner secret?"
Ding Chunqiu's expression froze slightly, and he said sarcastically: "To be honest, Mr. Murong, master did not teach me the inner secret."
Murong Fu's face suddenly turned cold, "Are you making fun of me?"
With a heavy fist of his right hand, the strength surrounding Ding Chunqiu tightened instantly, squeezing his body almost out of shape.
Ding Chunqiu endured the pain and said hurriedly: "I don't have it, but I know where it is!"
"Really? You don't mean the Valley of the Deaf and Mute, do you?" Murong Fu sneered. In fact, regardless of Ding Chunqiu's presence or not, he was planning to make things difficult. When he heard about the Beiming Divine Art and the "Heart Jue",
He had already decided to go find Wu Yazi. After all, Wu Yazi was much more trustworthy than the person in front of him.
When Ding Chunqiu heard Murong Fu talk about the Valley of Deafness, his expression suddenly changed. Although Murong Fu came to Xujiaji at this time, he must have come for the Zhenlong chess game, but he was able to connect himself with Su Xinghe.
That would not be easy. After all, only the few people in the world who knew about his relationship with Su Xinghe could count on their fingers.
"Mr. Murong, listen to me!" Ding Chunqiu said hurriedly as he thought of the consequences of the matter, "In fact, because the master had not yet decided on the position of the leader before leaving, he had to split the heart secrets in half and pass them on separately.
Two disciples, one of them is me and the other is my senior brother Su Xinghe."
Murong Fu listened to his nonsense quietly, a little amused in his heart, but after he reminded him, he remembered something. If he wanted to get the secret from Wu Yazi, the condition was probably to kill Ding Chunqiu with his own hands. In this case, Ding Chunqiu could not
Died so early.
Of course, it's not like he hasn't thought about taking Ding Chunqiu's level now or taking him to the Deaf-mute Valley, but in this case, the effect will be greatly reduced.
Especially since I am a stranger and don't know much about Wu Yazi's character. If he just says "thank you" and the problem ends, where can I go to reason with him?
With his mind spinning, Murong Fu finally nodded slowly, "For the sake of telling me this, I will let you off today, but it won't be free!"
Ding Chunqiu felt a pain in his heart, knowing that Murong Fu was going to blackmail again, but this time he could no longer think of bargaining, and immediately said sincerely: "Mr. Murong, just ask for anything you want. As long as it is Ding's possession, I will give it to you."
Can."
"You know the truth!" Murong Fu chuckled, stretched out his hand to grab Ding Chunqiu, and moved Ding Chunqiu's body in front of him. He then used his left hand to explore his chest and pulled out something, which was the divine wooden king tripod.
Ding Chunqiu's face twitched slightly, but in the end he didn't say anything.
"Get out!" Murong Fu slapped Ding Chunqiu out of the door with a slap of his hand.
Ding Chunqiu dared not speak out in anger, so he immediately called the disciples who had been watching outside the door and left in a hurry.
When the girls saw Murong Fu beating Jiumozhi and Ding Chunqiu, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Brother-in-law..." Azi called happily.
But mid-sentence, he was interrupted by Murong Fu waving his hand, and then he looked towards the stairs on the second floor, "You two have been watching for so long, do you have anything to teach me?"
Murong Fu's skills were suppressed before and he didn't notice anything. It wasn't until the moment he unlocked the seal that he discovered that there were actually two masters in the private room on the second floor. Their auras were vague, but Murong Fu's intuition was...
You know, the profound skills of these two people are even slightly stronger than Jiumozhi and his ilk.
"Hahaha..." As Murong Fu finished his words, a very smooth voice came from the second floor, "My two brothers originally just wanted to fill their bellies, but we didn't expect to witness such a shocking battle."
"The Murong family is well-deserved!" Immediately afterwards, another voice sounded, but it was in sharp contrast to the previous voice, serious and indifferent.
Murong Fu frowned slightly, but when he saw two people slowly walking down the stairs, their expressions became indescribably solemn.
I saw that one of the two people was dressed in brocade, had a big belly, a rosy complexion, and a round face that seemed to be smiling all the time, while the other was dressed in gray and plain clothes, tall and thin, with a dark and cold face.
"The appearance of these two people is very strange!" Murong Fu thought secretly in his heart, but the aura of these two people was unpredictable and should not be underestimated. He immediately asked: "I wonder who you two are?"
"This is Zhang San." The fat man said with a smile.
But the thin man just said two words coldly, "Li Si!"
"As expected!" Murong Fu secretly thought to himself. He had already made some guesses when he saw the appearance of these two people, but when he heard their names, he was still a little awe-inspiring, because his current state was really not good, facing these two people.
The two of them were not very sure, so they immediately smiled and said: "It turns out that we are the two envoys of Xia Ke Island who reward the good and punish the evil. I, Gusu Murong Fu, have been rude."
He said and bowed his hands.
As soon as he said this, everyone in the hall couldn't help but be shocked. Many of them were just people at the lowest level in the world, but they knew the name of Xiake Island.
"Haha, it's easy to say," Zhang San's small eyes almost narrowed with laughter, "My two brothers just went to the Young Master's house a few days ago, but they missed it, and they didn't expect to meet here.
Up."
"Fate!" Li Si added.
"I wonder what you are doing here?" Murong Fu asked knowingly.
Zhang San's eyes flickered slightly, but he slowly explained: "There is a strange flower on Xia Ke Island. It is very beneficial for martial arts practitioners to wear it. Xia Ke Island does not want to keep it to itself. However, this flower only matures once every ten years.
After being picked, it could not be stored for a long time, so Xiake Island made it into porridge. Every year on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the heads of various sects in the Central Plains were invited to the island..."
"Drink porridge." Li Si said coldly.
Murong Fu originally believed this rhetoric, but in this world, there are already many differences. Murong Fu was naturally skeptical, but in any case, this knight island must be visited, for no other reason.
, just for the "Tai Xuan Jing".
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