The Western Army of the Great Song Dynasty has hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers, plus hundreds of millions of money and food support, there are Ming monarchs and virtuous ministers, and the people's hearts are attached.

Rebellion in the Great Song Dynasty is undoubtedly a dead end!

"Fortunately, if you want to complete Murong Fu's causal obsession, there is still a way, if you can't rebel in the Great Song Dynasty, you can go to Western Xia, Dali, and Daliao! As long as you can establish a foundation and call the king the system, even if you have ended this period of cause and effect, you can get a lot of causal power from it!"

Yang Yun naturally would not be like the original Murong Fu, blindly wanting to rebel in the territory of the Great Song Dynasty. Not here, there's something else.

After knowing the causal tasks and memories brought by this identity, Yang Yun began to organize the exercises in his mind. In addition to the dozens of martial arts of the various sects of the rivers and lakes, the strongest martial arts of the Murong clan are naturally the Douzhuan Xingxing and Shen Hezhi.

Dou Zhuan Xing is a magical martial art, which can use its strength to rebound some of the opponent's attacks, whether it is a fist and foot weapon or the internal force of true qi, it can rebound and return, so that the opponent can suffer the consequences.

If you don't cultivate enough, you can't easily use the Dou Zhuan Star Shift, otherwise you will hurt yourself.

It's the same with the Participation Finger, which needs to be supported by a strong True Qi in order to exert its true power!

"These two martial arts are actually innate human level exercises!"

Yang Yun's mind touched the Divine Tree of Cause and Effect, checked the evaluation of these two martial arts, and suddenly felt a shock in his heart. Involuntarily operates according to the mental method of the conjunction.

Wave!

A finger roared out, instantly piercing the air and easily lighting a hole in the table. This finger power is both rigid and soft, extremely powerful, and can penetrate targets several feet away without dispersing the finger power, which is indeed the top fingering method that surpasses most martial arts.

"Okay! It's a good sign that you have just come to this world to get two martial arts!"

Yang Yun kept trying, and soon became familiar with these two martial arts, the original Murong Fu was also a genius, he was not too old to practice a hundred martial arts, and he also had a lot of attainments.

It's a pity that he is not proficient, and wastes his limited energy on those low-grade martial arts, if he specializes in several martial arts and practices the family martial arts well, even if he can't compare with Qiao Feng, he is also a first-class master at that time.

After he browsed all of Murong Fu's memories and martial arts, he checked the things on his body, in addition to a human skin mask, there was also a token of Xixia Yipintang.

It turned out that Murong Fu followed the people of Yipintang back to the Great Song Dynasty, preparing to help Yipintang deal with the beggar gang, and then he took the opportunity to rescue the masters of the beggar gang, brush up his prestige, and win over the people of the beggar gang.

"Yipintang Li Yanzong's identity is still a bit useful, but there is no need to give it up, but forget about the matter of winning over the beggar gang! The beggar gang is a beggar in name in the Great Song Dynasty, but in fact, there are many officers and soldiers, and there is no way to win it over!"

The beggar gang is known as the number one gang in the world, with thousands of gangs, and the Great Song Dynasty will definitely pay attention. Moreover, according to the law of the Great Song Dynasty, every year of famine, the elite and strong among the displaced people will be organized into soldiers. Many of the beggars have received some training in the van soldiers.

Otherwise, the beggars would not have any formations such as the Lotus Array and the Dog Fighting Array, and even with the order of the leader of the beggar gang, these beggars could still join forces to fight against the elite soldiers of Western Xia and Liao. If there was no Song army behind them, how could these beggars have such combat power?

"Xixia Yipintang wants to deal with the beggar gang, calculate the time, and it won't be long before Qiao Feng is exposed in the apricot forest!"

Yang Yun sighed in his heart, Qiao Feng is a great hero, but unfortunately his fate is a little tragic.

Walking out of the door, the street outside is bustling and lively, there are many people carrying snacks and sugar gourds, the water is gurgling next to the restaurant, and the weeping willows grow on the embankment in the distance.

Smoke willow painting bridge, wind curtain green curtain! A good scene of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River. This is the city of Suzhou where the Gusu Murong clan is located!

Yang Yun found a small boat and, according to the memory in his mind, walked along the waterway in the direction where the swallow dock was located.

In a few moments, the boat came to a large lake after several turns, and saw the smoke and waves vast, and the water and the sky were shining brightly, and as far as the eye could see, there was no end. This is the Taihu Lake in the west of Suzhou.

Passing through the water waves, passing through the half-human-high lotus flowers, in less than an hour, Yang Yun saw a small island, and several houses were built on the island, which was quite elegant.

This is the Qinyun building where Murong Fu's two personal maidservants live. After here, there is a waterway with incense, which is where Su Murong is located.

In the cottage of the island, there was a roar as if someone was fighting, and a moment later a small boat with two women and a man slid quickly south.

The two women on the boat are beautiful, one is beautiful, wearing blue and blue clothes, beautiful and beautiful. Another girl was dressed in a pale yellow shirt, her eyes were smart, and her elves were moving.

These two people are Murong Fu's two maids, Ah Bi and Ah Zhu. As for the man who was in the same boat with the two of them, he was elegant and handsome, and he was naturally Duan Yu, the son of the southern king of Dali Guozhen.

"The great monk is chasing after you!, everyone be careful!" Abi exclaimed.

Behind the three of them, a monk was fiddling with the boat, urging the boat with his true qi, and chasing after the three people in front. This monk is the Tubo national teacher Gu Mozhi.

This person likes to be competitive and has a strong obsession with martial arts, in order to get the six-vein divine sword of the Duan family in Dali and the martial arts collection of the Murong family and the martial arts collection of the Murong family, he took Duan Yu all the way to the Murong family in Suzhou.

"Two girls, Lao Qu is a friend of Murong Gongzi, you can row the boat back quickly!"

A soft voice came, and Ah Zhu and Ah Bi, who were rowing, looked a little dazed, and subconsciously turned the bow of the boat and rowed backwards according to the instructions of the voice.

"Oh no, this is definitely a breathtaking evil art of Gu Mozhi! Two girls, wake up!"

Duan Yu practiced the Northern Spiritual Skill, and the true qi in his body was extremely strong, blocking the evil sound in Gu Mozhi's voice, and when he saw Ah Zhu and Ah Bi being recruited, his face suddenly showed an anxious look.

"Master Gumazhi is coming, if you miss the distance, forgive your sins!"

At this moment, a clear voice came from afar, and the three people on the boat felt like a clear stream seeping into their minds, and Ah Zhu and Ah Bi instantly sobered up.

"Ah...... It's Childe back!"

"It's Childe's voice!"

A Zhu and A Biqiao showed a hint of joy on their faces, as if they had found support, and no longer regarded the chasing Gu Mozhi as a threat. Duan Yu also raised his head with some curiosity and looked towards the place where the voice came from.

When he was in Dali, he heard about the name of Gusu Murong, and it was not worth the trip to see the legendary Murong Gongzi today.

I saw a small boat pass through the lotus leaf and appear in front of everyone.

On the deck of the boat, a young man in brocade clothes stood indifferently, with a handsome appearance, with a fierce aura between his eyebrows, and an extraordinary temperament, with a long sword hanging from his waist, like a son of a family.