Wu Yazi and Su Xinghe are both seniors with profound skills, and their six senses are keen, and the changes in Murong Fu's aura were instantly noticed by the two.

The two mistakenly thought that Murong Fu was injured and could not be suppressed, so Su Xinghe hurriedly walked to Murong Fu's side and touched his pulse.

The elders were kind Murong Fu did not refuse, but just smiled, "Elder Su doesn't have to worry, Murong Fu is fine." ”

Su Xinghe frowned, and muttered: "The pulse is calm and powerful, and the internal power operation is not sluggish...... But just now there was a sign of dissipation, and the complexion on his face seemed to have lost his essence and blood. ”

"The old man really can't understand it, could it be because he has practiced some strange kung fu...... It's obviously a pure Northern Darkness True Qi......"

Murong Fu couldn't explain the matter of the system, so he could only change the topic when he didn't hear it, "Two, let's pack up and leave as soon as possible, that Ding Chunqiu is already on his way here, and now is not the time for revenge, so it's good to leave early." ”

Su Xinghe temporarily put aside the doubts in his heart, and also felt that this was the truth, but he still turned his head to look at Wuyazi.

Wu Yazi's emotions are still a little complicated, his life is not long, and it will only take two or three years to consume, and his body will not be able to hold on.

I just made up my mind to die in exchange for the future of the Loose Sect.

In a blink of an eye, Zhenlong's chess game was broken, and the heir was found, but he couldn't imagine that this kid didn't play cards according to the routine, and he could refuse to pick up benefits for nothing.

"This ...... Are you really unwilling to accept the teachings? ”

Hearing this question, Murong Fu directly insisted on the words 'treat each other with sincerity' to the end, and said frankly, "It's not that I don't want to, but I can't." ”

"With a sudden increase in skill for decades, I can become a master of the world, but so what? Maybe there is no obstacle to self-preservation, but in the family, in the sect, it is nothing more than a number of signboards, and now whether it is the free faction, the Murong family and the Wang family, their situation can not be changed by a master. ”

"Now, your old man's body is supported by his strength, and it is easy to pass on his skills and die, which may make it easier for me and Su Lao to walk, but my aunt's heart knot is no longer untied. As the so-called self-cultivation Qi family rules the country and the world, and the family can't be governed, how to save the family and revitalize the sect, presumably you don't want to let the Xiaoyao faction continue to decline, or live a few more years, and then it will be a matter of course, not only can you get rid of the traitor, maybe you can also revive the prestige of the Xiaoyao faction. ”

In addition to the family affection after 30 years, Wu Yazi is naturally very concerned about the remorse for teaching rebels and causing the decline of the sect.

The two-pronged persuasion was finally answered.

Wuyazi was not good at walking, and he was too old to stand the bumps of the carriage, so he had to make a special back frame, put on several layers of fur soft mattress, and add a layer of gauze curtains.

After working for a long time, the dumb servants in the courtyard were dismissed, and it was already close to evening when I went down the mountain.

Su Xinghe, as a big disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, has profound skills, although he is nearly sixty years old, he uses a back frame to carry Wuyazi on his body, and he is still chic and elegant, like an immortal.

It can also take into account the cliff behind him, and he is stable when walking, without the slightest bump.

Murong Fu fell behind with his luggage, and was instructed by Wuyazi to practice from time to time.

The matter of passing on the gong was rejected, but Wu Yazi had already regarded Murong Fu as a closed disciple, and at this time, it was a good time to practice with light skills.

The Northern Spiritual Skill is not a simple meditation exercise, otherwise there would be no such thing as Ling Bo micro-stepping to help the growth of the Northern Darkness's True Qi.

The so-called true transmission of a sentence, false transmission of thousands of books.

There are some things that cannot be written down on paper, where to lift your legs a little more, where to collect some strength, and where to be fast or slow, many details vary from person to person, so Master's guidance is so important.

This walk is half a month.

You can't take a car or a boat, you just rely on light work.

Coupled with the deliberate concealment of whereabouts, the journey becomes even longer.

Originally, it only took a few days to take the waterway, but now I haven't been able to reach Gusu after more than ten days.

During this period, he received a lot of guidance from the two martial arts seniors, and Murong Fu's martial arts cultivation has not changed much from before, but the operation of true qi in the past has become a little sluggish, and it has also become smooth and smooth, which is of great benefit to future martial arts cultivation.

When I arrived at the boundary of Yangzhou, I couldn't walk anymore, but fortunately, I just crossed the river by boat, and the time was not long, and I could barely bear it without a cliff.

Unexpectedly, I met an unexpected person at the ferry.

Nine-winged Taoist.

Murong Fu saw him from afar.

is still a strange dress with a Confucian shirt and a purple scarf, not Confucian, nondescript.

At this time, Murong Fu was not Li Yanzong of Western Xia, and he didn't know the Nine Winged Daoists, so there was nothing to be nervous about.

However, how could the Nine Winged Dao people be here, it was really incomprehensible to Murong Fu.

The Nine-Winged Daoist was born in the Thunder and Lightning Gate of the Western Regions, and rarely walked in the Central Plains in the past, but this time he suddenly appeared in the south of the Yangtze River, which is thousands of miles away, and he will not come here to see the scenery on a sudden whim.

Wu Yazi sat on the back frame, noticed that Murong Fu's face was a little wrong behind Su Xinghe, and asked, "Fu'er, but what did you find?" ”

Su Xinghe and Murong Fu, in his heart, are the hope of the future, and they are also the only remaining spark of the Freedom Sect, otherwise they would not want to exchange themselves for a promise when they were beating the drum mountain.

At this time, when he saw Murong Fu's performance, he thought that Ding Chunqiu's pursuers had arrived, but he looked at it for a long time but found nothing, so he could only ask.

Murong came back to his senses, "It's nothing, it's just that I saw a person who shouldn't be here, but I don't know what his purpose is here." ”

briefly talked about the Nine-Winged Daoist, as well as his own guesses, which made the two old men puzzled.

When Wu Yazi heard this, his heart let go of most of his heart, "Since you have doubts, you might as well follow and have a look." ”

After hesitating, Murong Fu did not refuse.

Anyway, it's in the same boat, and the people of the Nine Wings Dao don't know their current self, so pay more attention to it along the way, so as not to delay any time.

The Nine Winged Daoists didn't seem to want to stay on the boat, and after two moments, the boat went down the river for seven or eight miles, and when it reached the ferry on the other side of the river, it dismounted.

Hurrying towards the sparsely populated path.

Murong Fu and the others naturally followed secretly.

When he arrived at a small dirt slope, the Nine-Winged Daoist put the things he was carrying on the ground, lifted the sackcloth, and under the sackcloth was a four-sided birdcage.

There is a carrier pigeon in the cage, which is snow-white all over, but it has a little red under the tips of its wings and beak.

Murong Fu, who was originally following out of curiosity, was shocked into a cold sweat when he saw this moment.

The carrier pigeon was raised by himself and placed in Western Xia for contact.

This pigeon has a special appearance, and I think I can't be mistaken. On weekdays, they are served by the subordinates of the Xixia Mansion, and they will only be used when something is called in Yipintang.

Seeing that the Nine-Winged Daoist released the carrier pigeon and followed behind with light skills, Murong reacted when he re-boarded, probably looking for his true body.

Presumably it was all the way with the carrier pigeon, the carrier pigeon flew with it, and the landing to find food rested, and it was caught in the cage near the river.

If it weren't for the great river, with the light skills of the Nine-Winged Dao people, it was just an ordinary hillside waterway, and there was no need to take a boat at all, and if you wanted to keep up with a carrier pigeon, in addition to consuming energy and mind, it was not a difficult task.

Don't look at the reputation of the Nine Winged Dao people, their light skills are superb, even the fierce and vicious cranes in the clouds who are known for their light skills, they will also lose.

Although I don't know what caused Yipintang to check on himself, it is enough to know that this person's actions are related to him, and it is meaningless to follow secretly at this time.

Murong Fu no longer hid his tracks, lifted his breath and condensed, and went straight to the Nine Winged Daoist.

If it was the original Murong Fu, maybe he wouldn't be able to catch someone, but now that Ling Bo Weibu has such top-level kung fu in his body, he won't lose to this person in terms of light skills.

And there is also Su Xinghe, who is not afraid of the Nine Winged Dao people running away at all.

There is no one around here, as long as you catch it and ask it, any conspiracy will appear in front of you.

In just a moment, he had already chased twenty steps behind the Nine Winged Daoist and shouted.

"Stop!"