In the evening, Murong Fu entertained Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan to eat hot pot in his "Qinyun Xiaozhu", and Murong Ying accompanied him.

As for Murong Yun and Qu Feiyan, they went to the main house to accompany Chen Daojun to dinner.

Approaching the end of the year, the business of the Metropolitan Procuratorate is extremely busy, and Dad Murong Quan has been living in the yamen during this time, and he has not been free to go home for a month.

Murong Yun and Qu Feiyan often went to accompany Chen Daojun.

Chen Daojun likes Qu Feiyan very much, not only because the little girl is tall, sweet-mouthed and diligent, but the key is that Qu Feiyan's appearance barely solved a heart problem for her-

The eldest son is twenty-three years old, other people's families are so big, at this age, the children can run all over the ground, but the eldest son doesn't even have a room ring, and he is messing around with a group of muscular boys in his hometown all day long, she and Murong Quan can't help but wonder, does the eldest son have any strange habits?

Fortunately, on this trip to Beijing, Murong Fu finally brought a beautiful little girl, which made Chen Daojun and Murong Quan a little relieved.

The reason why she was only "slightly" relieved was because when Qu Feiyan accompanied Chen Daojun, Chen Daojun also asked her about some private matters in the boudoir in private, but Qu Feiyan was ignorant and didn't seem to know anything......

Chen Daojun couldn't help but worry again: It seems that Fu'er hasn't taken this little girl into the house yet, shouldn't he have deliberately accepted a little girl to fool us?

So during this period of time, Chen Daojun often mentioned and hinted at Qu Feiyan a few words, intentionally or unintentionally, and told her to work harder......

Speaking of which, the Murong family is really developed today.

Although Murong Quan will not make money, Murong Futing will make money.

With the switch of Longqing, the cotton cloth of his textile factory can be called "marketing all over the world" if it is exaggerated. And under the name of Baishengmen, there are also dart bureaus, carriage and horse dealers, boat dealers, restaurants, inns, etc. to make a living, and previously received Liu Zhengfeng's business.

In short, Baishengmen is now making money every day.

Not only is it enough to feed thousands of inner disciples to study and practice martial arts on a full-time basis, and support tens of thousands of outer disciples to work and practice part-time, but it can also continue to expand production, purchase industries, and even burn money to carry out some research and development work that is not currently useful.

This mansion was bought down last year.

Murong Fu's brother and sister have a small courtyard, and the stars are clustered around their parents' main house like the moon.

When Murong Fu named his small courtyard "Qinyun Xiaozhu", his parents and younger siblings were quite puzzled: You don't know how to play the piano and don't like to listen to music, why did you choose this kind of name for the courtyard where you live? It sounds like a girl's house.

Murong Fu smiled and said nothing, leaving a long-standing suspense for the family - now this has actually become one of the suspicions that parents suspect Murong Fu's orientation......

Now.

Qinyun Xiaozhu, in an elegant flower hall, the two brothers Murong Fu and Murong Ying, while entertaining Ling Hu Chong and Yue Lingshan to drink meat, chatted with them.

With Murong Fu, the "Great Demon King", the atmosphere at the table was not relaxed.

Fortunately, Murong Ying is good at socializing and is very good at warming up, and a few words made Yue Lingshan and Ling Hu Chong gradually relax.

Especially Ling Hu Chong.

When Murong Ying put the old flower carvings of Shaoxing Mansion in Zhejiang Province in front of him, Ling Hu Chong immediately introduced Murong Ying as a confidant, and sent him to burn yellow paper to worship him.

When the atmosphere at the table gradually relaxed, several people also began to open the conversation box.

“…… The words of the master in the folk are also right and incorrect. Folk martial arts are indeed as masters as clouds, but in this capital, there are also Crouching Tigers, Hidden Dragons, and there are many masters. At the beginning, Jin Yiwei experienced Shen Lian, and he was a generation of sword masters...... The most admirable thing is that Shen Cheng is a civil official born in Jinshi, because he is upright, jealous and hateful, wild and uninhibited, and provokes many enemies, so he simply entered Jinyiwei under the recommendation of Lu Bing, the commander of Jinyiwei...... It's a pity that he was later killed by Yan Song's father and son. ”

Yue Ling Shanqi said: "Can a civil official and a jinshi also practice good martial arts?" ”

"Why not?" Murong Ying smiled:

"In the former Song Dynasty, there was a civil official, after reading through the Taoist classics, he created a "Nine Yin True Scripture", internal strength, light power, fist method, palm method, claw method, weapon ...... All-encompassing, it was the most powerful magic book in the world at that time, and the civil official also became the number one master in the world.

After his death, the Nine Yin True Scripture went to the people, and the strongest folk masters in the world at that time also specialized in the Huashan martial arts competition, competing for the first place in the world, and competing for the Nine Yin True Scripture.

"The civil official who created the Nine Yin True Scripture, his name is Huang Shang, he has passed the first place in the Jinshi of a certain subject of the Great Song Dynasty Shenzong Dynasty, and he is still a lyricist, and his famous works have been sung to this day...... And among those who talked about sword competition, one of them was still the old ancestor of your Huashan faction, and in the end, he also got the Nine Yin True Scripture. ”

Ling Hu Chong and Yue Lingshan looked at each other: "The old ancestor of the Huashan faction? ”

Murong Ying said:

"Yes, that is the true patriarch Wang Chongyang, the first in the world after Huang Shang, known as the supernatural power. Your Huashan faction was founded by Wang Chongyang's disciple, Hao Datong, the son of Guangning, and that Zhongshentong Wang Chongyang is not your old ancestor?

"Wang Chongyang, as the world's No. 1 folk master, has to compete for this Nine Yin True Scripture, no matter what his purpose is, it also proves how powerful Huang Shang's No. 1 scholar is!

But then again, Wang Chongyang himself is also a dual cultivator of Confucianism and Taoism, and he has also been a Jinshi...... The two world's firsts, both of them were born as Jinshi, and the scholars are so arrogant...... The Huashan faction is now studying and taking the imperial examination, which can be regarded as inheriting the way of the ancestors. ”

Although the Huashan faction was founded by Taoist priests, it has long been biased towards Confucianism - after the Huashan faction qi sect was in charge, the main hall was changed to the "righteous hall", and there was also a "raising the spirit of Haoran" to raise my sword, which is the number of Confucianism.

Yue Lingshan exclaimed when she heard it:

"Two generations of the world's first, both of them were born in Jinshi...... It seems that the reader is really powerful! ”

At the same time, she was also a little proud in her heart, after all, her father was also a scholar......

looked at Ling Hu Chong, who was pouring wine, and said:

"Senior brother, you also heard it, you still have to study hard in the future and be admitted to the Jinshi. Maybe one day in the future, you will be able to become the first in the world like that Huang Shang and the old ancestor...... Well, the top three in the world. ”

She wants to say "the best in the world".

But sitting opposite sat a Mumen master who was younger than the senior brother, but his martial arts were already unfathomable. With this here, the future number one in the world may have to be firmly dominated by him. Senior brother can also count on the top three in the world.

At the same time, Yue Lingshan was also guessing in her heart: The Murong family is a scholarly family, the old family master is a jinshi, the second son was admitted to the understanding yuan, and the master of the Mumen is the eldest son, and his martial arts are so powerful, how can he be a jinshi, right?

The other side.

Encouraged by Yue Lingshan, Ling Hu Chong almost squirted out a sip of old wine:

"Senior sister, what did you say? Admitted to the Jinshi? I can be a child in my life, even if my ancestors bless me......"

Yue Lingshan snorted: "Senior brother, you are so smart, as long as you are willing to work hard, it will not be difficult for you to study." Dad also said that in our Shaanxi Province, it is much easier to take the imperial examination than on the southeast coast. ”

Linghu Chong smiled bitterly: "Spare me......"

hurriedly changed the topic again: "Second son, among today's Beijing masters, are there still martial arts masters?" ”

Murong Ying smiled:

"Imperial City, there must be masters. In Jinyiwei and East Factory, there is no shortage of good players. But how high exactly...... I haven't dealt with much either, but I don't know. However, the master of the Imperial City is only responsible for guarding the Imperial City and protecting the Son of Heaven, and will not deal with the outside world. The master of Dongchang and Jinyiwei ......"

He shook his head: "Most of them are just tools for power. ”

Ling Hu Chong suddenly worried: "Master wants to study for the imperial examination...... But that Jinyi Wei experienced Lord Shen Lian, and he was born as a dignified jinshi, and he was killed by the ministers......"

Murong Fu said lightly:

"That's just because Lord Shen entered the Jinyi Guard and broke away from the civil system. If you continue to be a civil official, at most, you will lose your official position and be demoted, and you will not end up unjustly dead. However, after the fall of Yan Song's father and son, Lord Shen Lian also washed away his grievances and was rehabilitated, and his son also got Yu Yin and became an official. ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly smiled:

"Having said that, even if Master Yue was really wronged by Lord Shen one day, with his temperament, he wouldn't be killed......

After dinner, chatting and eating for a while, Murong Fu said to Ling Hu Chong and Yue Lingshan:

"In the letter from Master Yue, please let me instruct you on your martial arts...... Your brothers and sisters have come from afar in the wind and snow, so I naturally have to express one or two. Early tomorrow morning, go to the front yard to practice, and I will instruct you in swordsmanship. ”

……

Night.

Murong Fu sat on the Taishi chair and looked intently at his fingers.

His five fingers were shaking rapidly, and the fingertips broke through the air, bringing out the afterimage of the Dao Dao, and making a rapid sighing sound.

Suddenly, Murong Fu's five fingers stopped together, and the two fingers in the middle of the food rose together, and one finger was sharp.

Shout!

In the sharp sound of breaking the sky, an invisible energy shot out, making a light sound on a brass incense burner in front of it, and branding a shallow mark.

"Gangjin, it's done!"

Since entering Danjin in early autumn, it took two seasons for Murong Fu to finally create the Gangjin method and practice Gangjin.

And when Gang Jin is formed, the internal force is self-generated, and in the Murong Fu Dantian, there are wisps of pure internal force quietly derived.

The air finger force that was played by the "Fingering Method" was more than a foot away, just because of the internal force.

Otherwise, with this initial strength, it would be good to be able to volley an inch, how could it be a foot away?

However, his internal strength is still too little, and with this finger, the time and space in the dantian are empty, and there is no trace of internal force left.

After that, Murong Fu tried several times in a row, and the pure formless strength could only hit more than an inch in the air.

Murong Fu didn't care.

Anyway, after cultivating Gang Jin, the internal force is naturally derived, and there is no need to even deliberately meditate, as long as you practice the Gang Jin method to cultivate the external strength, the internal force can be born in a steady stream and continue to accumulate.

"While practicing external skills, you can also accumulate internal strength, which is a big advantage......

The rivers and lakes that are proud of the world, external power is external power, internal power is internal strength, and if you practice internal strength, you can only meditate and practice qi, and you can't practice external skills. If you practice external skills, you can only exercise moves, and you can't derive internal force "from the outside in".

This body refining martial arts path created by Murong Fu can be regarded as breaking the shackles of the world of laughter and arrogance, and it is impossible to cultivate at the same time.

"It's a pity that you can't exert your internal strength until you have to make a lot of energy...... I am afraid that there are very few achievements in the future. After that, as time passes, I'm afraid I won't even be able to exert my internal strength......"

If you change the world, such as the Tianlong world, I am afraid that at most you can practice the transformation of strength or even dark energy, and you can generate internal power "from the outside in".

"Is it the ebb of aura, or the laws of heaven and earth are becoming more and more strict, and they are becoming more and more 'materialistic', so that all kinds of strange forces are chaotic, and magical martial arts are becoming more and more ordinary, and even finally declining?"

Murong Fu thought to himself.

Suddenly, the door was slightly dark, a gust of fragrant wind hit, and Qu Feiyan, who was wearing a pink jacket, walked in with a wooden basin.

"Brother Mu, soak your feet."

She brought the wooden basin to Murong Fu and put it down, moved a small horse to sit opposite him, tested the temperature of the water with her fingers first, and then leaned over to help him take off his shoes and socks.

Murong Fu looked at the little girl who was serving him earnestly under the dim candle flame, and said with emotion:

"I have been my little girl, I have to study and practice martial arts every day, and I have to do these things to serve people, and I can no longer be as comfortable as before...... Do you regret it? ”

Qu Feiyan raised his pretty face and smiled sweetly:

"How can you regret it? I can see Brother Mu every day, and I am very happy to do everything with Brother Mu. ”

Murong Fu smiled and asked her:

"What did Mother tell you today?"

Qu Feiyan nodded and said honestly:

"The old lady whispered to me that even if you didn't call me to serve at night, I should take the initiative...... She told me to get out of your bed tonight. Anyway, you have a good temper and you won't get angry with me. ”

"......" Murong Fu shook his head helplessly, knowing that the old mother was really in a hurry.

's mother is also a small family from a scholarly family, and she has also been a scholarly scholar since she was a child, and she has been an official wife for so many years, so she would not have said it so bluntly.

Today, I should have seen that the previous many euphemistic hints were ineffective, and I had no choice but to give Qu Feiyan a clear support.

At this time, Qu Feiyan blinked his bright eyes again, and said with a smile:

"Brother Mu, the old lady has already ordered. So, tonight, I'm going to burrow into your bed. ”

Murong Fu smiled, but didn't say anything—what if you got in? I don't understand anything, I just hold me, use me as a stove, and sleep for a night.

Later, as he expected.

When he fell asleep, Qu Feiyan came to his couch from the room, said confidently that this was all the old lady's orders, and then took off his clothes in a slippery manner, only wore his belly pocket and trousers, got into his bed, hugged him unceremoniously, and slept beautifully.

This girl, that's all she can do.

Murong Fu put his backhand around her and grew some flesh, becoming more fragrant and soft, and closed his eyes.

In this situation, it is impossible to say that he is not moved.

However, for the sake of Qu Feiyan's health, he still has to endure it for a few more years.

Fortunately, he had a special way to avoid suffering - as soon as his eyes were closed, he entered the memory palace.

The memory palace can only deduce and practice moves, but it can't increase its strength.

However, time in the memory palace is different from reality.

His limit now is to stay in the memory palace for an hour, and only a quarter of an hour has passed in this life. He could stay in the memory palace for four hours in a row before he ran out of energy, and then he had to rest and recover.

Taking advantage of this time difference, he can first practice the moves in the memory palace, and after coming out, after a few rehearsals, he can completely turn the mental memory of martial arts moves into body memory, saving a lot of time to practice moves.

After practicing in the memory palace for four hours, Murong Fu's energy was not small, and after withdrawing, even if the beauty was in his arms, he didn't think about it, and soon fell asleep......

Early the next morning.

Qu Feiyan woke up suddenly, fluttered his long eyelashes twice, curled up in Murong Fu's arms, stared at his cheek for a long time, suddenly propped himself up, and pecked him lightly on the face without a teacher.

Seeing that Murong Fu's eyelids trembled slightly, as if she was about to wake up, she hurried up again, held his face with both hands, kissed him on the face twice, and then rushed to open the quilt before he opened his eyes, giggling, and jumped down to get dressed.

"Brother Mu, you lie down first, I'll go prepare hot water for you!"

She got dressed, glanced back at Murong Fu with a smile, and went out with light and excited steps.

That triumphant look, as if he had done a great thing, and even won a big battle.

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