Chapter eight hundred and seventy-first father and son negotiation
Li Mochou and Xiao Long were from the same school. Originally, Li Mochou was a little older and more proficient in internal energy. However, after she left the school, their experiences were completely different. Although she had the ability to transfer the Shen Sheng Jing and Xiao Wu Xiang Gong, her internal energy was still intact.
The growth rate was extremely fast, but Xiao Longnu also learned the Nine Yin Manual and had the help of Han Jade Bed, so their skills were almost the same.
However, Li Mochou had experienced two battles during the day, and her internal strength had only recovered to 30%. If it hadn't been for many years of fighting in the arena and having much more practical experience than Xiao Longnu, she might have been defeated long ago.
The sword energy of the two girls was flying, and they all used the sword skills of the Tomb Sect. This was a surprise to Li Mochou. She had never used the martial arts of the Tomb Sect since she became Murong Fu's disciple.
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Murong Fu was irritable at the moment and didn't bother to care about the two girls. Anyway, Li Mochou had a measured approach and would not really hurt Xiao Longnu. And Xiao Longnu was kind-hearted and always thought about the friendship between this senior sister, so she would not really break up.
life and death.
"Sir, you are back!" Xiao Zhao suddenly caught a glimpse of Murong Fu walking into the monastery. He immediately looked overjoyed and hurriedly greeted him.
"Xiao Zhao, you are really my sweetheart." Murong Fu put his arms around Xiao Zhao and held her in his arms.
Xiao Zhao's face turned red with embarrassment and he said hurriedly, "Sir, in this pure place of Buddhism, don't do this. It will be disrespectful to the Buddha."
Murong Fu knew that the monk in charge of the Zen monastery might have said something to Xiao Zhao, so he did not force him.
"Sir, please stop these two young ladies quickly, they..." Shuang'er also came forward and said anxiously.
"It's okay," Murong Fu waved his hand, "Young master is tired and needs to rest."
Then, without waiting for anything to say, Xiao Zhao and Shuang'er took their little hands and walked towards the meditation room.
"Young Master." Only then did the girls notice Murong Fu's return. Tingfeng hurriedly put down his previously excited expression and shouted with his head lowered.
Cheng Lingsu and the other three daughters were also quite embarrassed. They said that Murong Fu was angry, and they felt a little embarrassed. It wasn't that they didn't want to admonish Li Mochou and the other two daughters, but they really couldn't. They didn't know anyone well, and their martial arts skills were not as good as those of the two daughters.
Hong Lingbo was quite afraid of Murong Fu and did not dare to say anything immediately. Lu Wushuang, on the other hand, still shouted "Master, come on" and "Master, this move is so powerful".
"It's none of your business." Murong Fu shook his head at Cheng Lingsu and the three girls, and suddenly reached out his hand and touched Cheng Lingsu's face gently, "Lingsu, come to my room later, I have something to tell you.
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As soon as these words came out, the girls were stunned for a moment, and then looked at Cheng Lingsu with an incomprehensible expression.
Cheng Lingsu was also slightly stunned. He felt the strangeness in the eyes of the girls, and his face immediately turned red with embarrassment. He let out a subtle hum, and felt like a deer racing in his heart.
Xiao Longnu and Li Mochou had naturally noticed Murong Fu's arrival, but the two women seemed to be holding a breath of anger in their hearts and had no intention of stopping. Instead, they fought more and more fiercely.
Murong Fu ignored him and returned to his meditation room.
"Fu'er." In the room, Murong Bo had already cooked a pot of tea, seeming to be waiting for Murong Fu's arrival.
Murong Fu was stunned for a short while, and then called "Daddy".
Murong Bo nodded and pointed to the chair opposite, "Sit down."
"I'll have a chat with the master. You guys should go back and rest first."
"What about Miss Mochou and Miss Long?" Xiao Zhao hesitated before speaking.
"Let them beat them," Murong Fu said casually, "Don't worry about them. They will stop when they are tired."
"Yes." The two women responded, turned and left.
Murong Fu sat down opposite Murong Bo and poured himself a cup of tea. The smell was fragrant, slightly bitter in the mouth, and had a sweet aftertaste. His mood immediately improved a lot.
"Fu'er," Murong Bo said after seeing him finish a cup of tea, "my father has seen what you have done for the Murong family over the years. Thank you for your hard work."
Murong Fu shook his head and smiled slightly, "It's a bit hard, but if you want to get something, you have to pay something. I never tire of doing these things, but daddy, you are running around for the Murong family. You can't go back to your home, and you can't recognize your wife and children. This
That’s the real pain.”
"Oh, your mother..." Murong Bo sighed deeply, "When your mother had an accident, I happened to be far away in the desert, and I didn't even see her for the last time..."
Murong Fu was silent. He and Wang had no relationship to begin with. After so many years, she had almost forgotten her appearance. The only thing that left a lasting impression was Wang's expectation and helplessness when she saw him for the last time.
The father and son were speechless. After a while, Murong Bo smiled and said, "She gave birth to you for the Murong family. She is a great contributor to the Murong family. My Murong family has accumulated and worked hard for several generations, but it is not as good as my son's ten years."
As a father, I have never felt so close to reviving the Great Yan."
For some reason, Murong Fu felt a little uncomfortable after hearing such words. He felt unworthy for the Wang family and smiled coldly, "Reviving Dayan? I have never thought of it that way."
"What!" Murong Bo was shocked. This was a great disrespect for his ancestors. "How could my son speak like this?"
Seeing that he was about to start preaching, Murong Fu shook his head slightly and said, "If it is just to revive Dayan, the current Murong family can do it, but my goal is not just that."
Murong Bo was startled, "What do you mean?"
"I have never thought about reviving the Yan Dynasty," Murong Fu said sternly, "My goal is to unify the world and build the Murong family's eternal foundation. How can the great Yan Dynasty only be justified?"
"Fu'er, you..." Murong Bo was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a moment. His son's words really shocked him deeply.
His ideal, and even the ideals of the previous generations of ancestors, only hoped to rebuild a great Yan Dynasty. Even so, despite the efforts of several generations, it was still far away. Unexpectedly, it came to his son's mouth, but
It feels like nothing more than that.
"Dad, don't be surprised." Since he was about to show off his cards anyway, Murong Fu simply added some more information, "You said that you have seen everything I have done over the years. In fact, it is not the case. What you see is just the surface. Today's
The Murong family has an army of 400,000."
"How can this be?"
"There is nothing impossible. These 400,000 troops are all strictly trained troops, not just a mob. If we include the forces in the world, it is not impossible to summon 800,000 troops in a short time."
Murong Fu was not exaggerating. The last time he returned to Yanziwu, Bao Buliang had reported to him the latest number of troops. The number of troops secretly cultivated by the Murong family over the years was approximately 200,000, plus the troops from Shenlong Island.
One hundred thousand navy, fifty thousand elites of Tianshu Army, and Huo Qingtong's thirty thousand cavalry, totaling around four hundred thousand.
"This..." Murong Bo was stunned for a long time before he smiled bitterly and said, "As a father, I still muttered about you. I muttered about you a lot."
"What does this mean? If you include the forces of Blackwood Cliff, Knight Island, and Piaomiao Peak, I'm afraid you will be even more surprised." Murong Fu thought to himself, but the reason why his trump card is called a trump card is because he is always there.
It was revealed at the critical moment that he did not intend to tell Murong Bo everything.
However, there is an urgent matter that Murong Bo needs to deal with right now, so he can reveal it appropriately, "There happens to be something that I want to ask dad to help me with."
"What's the matter?" Murong Bo asked hurriedly.
No wonder, he originally thought that he had done enough for the Murong family, but when compared with Murong Fu, he felt that what he had done was so insignificant that he was even embarrassed to say it out.
"I am now the Lord of the Eagle Palace at Piaomiao Peak in Tianshan..."
He once had the idea of Lingjiu Palace, but when he went to Piaomiao Peak, he didn't even see the Tianshan Child Elder. How could he not be surprised?
"That's right," Murong Fu nodded, "Now Lingjiu Palace is sweeping across the southwest martial arts world. This was my idea, but the plan was not executed smoothly and I need my father's help."
Although the southwest martial arts world is full of small sects, there will inevitably be one or two masters hidden in it. Only Tianshan Tonglao is in charge of Lingjiu Palace. Murong Fu is still a little worried. After all, it is the second base camp of the Murong family. It is easy to
No loss is allowed.
"Why do we want to sweep through the southwestern martial arts world? If we use it for our own purposes, it will be quite a force." Murong Bo was startled and hurriedly persuaded him.
Murong Fu slowly explained, "Father, Yanziwu is located at the foot of Emperor Song Ting. It's okay for us to develop secretly. Once there is an incident in the future, we will be surrounded by the Song army overnight, so we must have a way out."
"And the Lingjiu Palace happens to be my power, so as long as the southwest martial arts world is swept away, this huge territory will belong to my Murong family. At that time, Yanziwu can advance or retreat."
"This..." Murong Bo opened his mouth half-open. He really didn't expect this level. However, he had been active in the southwest martial arts forest for many years and recruited many small sects to follow his Dayan Order. He just wiped it out.
It's quite a pity.
Thinking of this, he said, "Fu'er, my father has also recruited a group of forces in the southwest over the years. It can be said that the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple. It is better to recover them."
Murong Fu pondered for a while, then finally nodded and said, "It's just right. If we blindly clean up, the backlash will be more severe. It just so happens that I also want to ask my father to go to Lingjiu Palace to take charge of the vanguard army. I will leave it up to you to make the final decision."
Then, without waiting for Murong Bo to speak, Murong Fu said, "Without further delay, the martial arts competition has come to an end. Father, let's set off tomorrow. I will prepare the seal, and by then, someone will take you to see Commander Fu.
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"Fuer," Murong Bo hesitated, "over the years, my father has also secretly recruited many gangs. I know that in your eyes, they may be a mob and cannot make a difference, but they are still a force. I will
I’ll make a list for you, and you can deal with it.”
Murong Fu shook his head secretly in his heart, but said, "Okay, I won't let my father down."
Then Murong Bo took pen and ink on the spot and listed down the forces he had recruited over the years, including many industries. Although they were not profitable industries, they added up to a considerable amount of income.
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It's just that most of these industries and gangs are located in the Jin Kingdom, which made Murong Fu look a little sideways, which was an unexpected surprise.