Soybeans and beef are both essential things for masters in the rivers and lakes, but all those who practice internal strength, in addition to practicing meditation, also have to meditate to restore internal strength, and the recovery is very slow, but with soybeans and beef it is different, at least a quarter of the meditation time can be saved.

It's just that to Murong Fu's surprise, these seemingly common-sense things are generally only known to people in the big factions with profound backgrounds, and the other party wants so many things, obviously there are many masters.

Murong Fu looked at the old man carefully, and his pupils shrank slightly, isn't this person the Blue Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao?

"Could it be that the masters of the Ming Sect have also come to Dadu?" Murong Fu was puzzled in his heart, according to the situation that day, the Ming Sect and the six major factions had already formed a mortal enmity, and their vitality was greatly damaged, Zhang Wuji did not become the leader of the Ming Sect, what did they do in Dadu?

"Shopkeeper, give me twenty catties of soybeans and ten catties of various vegetarian dishes!" a plainly dressed young woman walked in and said.

"People from the Emei faction!" Murong Fu was slightly stunned, although this woman deliberately dressed up sparsely and ordinarily, he could see at a glance that the internal breath circulation method on this woman belonged to the Emei faction.

How could the people from the Emei faction appear here? Murong Fu became more and more puzzled in his heart, so deliberately changed his appearance and infiltrated the capital, could it be that he got the news that the six major factions had been captured by the Mongols?

"The Shopkeeper's ......"

Murong Fu turned his head to look, and another young Taoist priest in a blue Taoist robe walked in.

Compared with the first two, this little Taoist priest is much more high-profile, dressed in a bright Wudang costume, and the cuffs are embroidered with a small word "Wudang", as if people will not recognize him.

"Dao Ye also wants soybeans?" the shopkeeper asked with a smile without waiting for the little Taoist priest to speak.

The little Taoist priest was called "Dao Ye", his face was slightly red, and his hands were waved, "No, no, no, I don't want soybeans, just cook me a few kinds of vegetables and rice, half meat and half vegetarian!"

"Haha, you little Taoist priest came out to steal food behind the elders!" the diners in the hall laughed.

The little Taoist looked very cramped when he ascended, and stammered and explained, "Don't ...... Don't talk nonsense, I ...... I'm for me...... Grandpa buys food!"

Most of these diners were ordinary people, and they didn't hear anything wrong with the little Taoist's words, but Murong Fu stood up suddenly, his face shocked beyond words.

In the Wudang faction, there is no one else who can be called "Grandpa Zu", except for Zhang Sanfeng, "So Zhang Sanfeng is here in person?"

I haven't seen him for ten years, and I don't know what kind of realm this old man has reached! Murong Fu was stunned for a while, and finally sighed with a complicated face, although there have never been rumors of Zhang Sanfeng's move over the years, the title of "the first person in martial arts" has always been standing.

Recalling Zhang Sanfeng's demeanor when he started ten years ago, Murong Fu asked himself that even with his martial arts today, he couldn't do that kind of swaying, martial arts are not equal to cultivation after all.

After listening to the words of the little Taoist priest, the female disciple of Emei and Wei Yixiao also had different complexions, Wei Yixiao's face was slightly gloomy, while the female disciple of Emei was slightly bright, and a flash of joy flashed.

After a short time, the three of them got what they wanted, and left in a hurry, without talking to each other, from beginning to end.

"Let's go too!" After a while, Murong Fu said to Huo Qingtong and walked out the door.

Huo Qingtong had already noticed Murong Fu's abnormality, and without saying a word, he threw a piece of silver on the table and followed.

The three of them walked in different directions, and Murong Fu hesitated slightly, and then followed the little Taoist priest of the Wudang faction.

The little Taoist priest was not really stupid, after going out, he went around the street, until he went around four or five streets, and then accelerated suddenly, and walked two or three miles before turning into a small courtyard in the middle of nowhere.

"What are you following him for?" Huo Qingtong finally couldn't help but ask.

"Hehe, you'll know in a while!" Murong Fu smiled slightly, then hugged Huo Qingtong and landed silently in the corner of the courtyard.

Huo Qingtong was used to being hugged by him along the way, and he didn't say anything, but just bounced away as soon as he landed.

At this moment, an old voice came, "Which two friends have come to visit Lao Dao, please come in and talk about it!"

Murong Fu glanced at Huo Qingtong with squinted eyes, and then walked towards the hut.

The smug look on Huo Qingtong's face flashed, and he muttered in a low voice, "Hmph, you deserve it!"

Murong Fu pushed the door in, only to see a small table in the hall, on which were placed a few hot and painful side dishes, Zhang Sanfeng held chopsticks in one hand, and sat in the center with an indifferent face, while the talented little Taoist priest was standing aside with a nervous expression.

Seeing this old man again, Murong Fu couldn't help but be stunned, he hadn't seen him for ten years, his appearance had not changed at all, white eyebrows, white hair, white beard, and the skin on his face was full and ruddy, and his temperament was out of the dust.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Murong Fu carefully for a long time, and smiled, "It turned out to be Murong Xiaoyou, I haven't seen you for ten years, Murong Xiaoyou really surprised Lao Dao!"

Murong Fu smiled, "A real person has good eyesight, I haven't seen him for ten years, and I can still recognize the kid at a glance!"

"Murong Xiaoyou's appearance has changed a lot, the reason why Lao Dao can recognize it is just a guess, in today's world, who can have this skill at such a young age, except for Xiaoyou, Lao Dao can't think of anyone else!"

Murong Fu smiled slightly, pulled over a chair casually, and sat opposite Zhang Sanfeng, "The kid is here to eat, the real person won't mind!"

"Haha, Murong Xiaoyou doesn't dislike it, how can the old Tao not allow it. Zhang Sanfeng smiled heartily, and then turned his head to the little Taoist priest next to him and said: "Qingfeng, this is the head of the Murong family in Jiangnan, the son of Murong, and he hasn't stepped forward to pay respects." ”

Qingfeng immediately stepped forward and respectfully saluted Murong Fu, "I've seen Murong Gongzi!"

"Brother Xiaodao, you don't have to be polite!" Murong replied, his right hand was raised, and he didn't see any energy fluctuations coming out, and Qingfeng's body involuntarily straightened up.

Qingfeng looked indescribably surprised, although his martial arts were sparse and ordinary, but he had been in contact with Zhang Sanfeng for a long time, and his eyesight was naturally there, no wonder the ancestor and grandfather praised this person again and again, it turned out that he was really so powerful.

Murong Fu's expression was indifferent, and he quietly glanced at Zhang Sanfeng, just catching a trace of shock in the depths of Zhang Sanfeng's eyes, and couldn't help but show a little smugness.

Qingfeng came back to his senses and saw a beautiful woman standing behind Murong Fu, so he hurriedly moved a seat.

"Thank you!" Huo Qingtong thanked him.

Qingfeng was at a loss, his face turned red as soon as he "brushed", and hurriedly said: "No, no!"

"Little friend, please!" The four of them sat down, Zhang Sanfeng made a gesture of please, and then a wine jug and a wine glass on the table automatically floated in front of Murong Fu, and the spout was crooked, and the wine was automatically poured up.

What really surprised Murong Fu was that there was also no trace of energy fluctuations coming out of the surroundings, everything was so natural and wishful, as if it was an immortal spell.

Qingfeng was already surprised by this scene, but Huo Qingtong covered his mouth lightly, and his expression was inexplicably shocked.

Murong Fu couldn't help but be a little discouraged, reached out and took the wine glass, drank it all, and said in his mouth: "It seems that Zhang Zhenren has entered the country very fast in the past ten years!"

Zhang Sanfeng sighed, "At the age of the old man, what are you talking about, it's just that you have nothing to do, and you have a little more understanding! ”

"Don't dare, compared to the predecessors, there is still a little distance!" In the blink of an eye, Murong Fu regained his calmness.

"I'm ashamed to say it, if it weren't for this little girl making a sound, Lao Dao wouldn't have noticed the arrival of Xiaoyou!" Zhang Sanfeng suddenly changed his words and said meaningfully.

Murong Fu slowly explained: "It's not a secret, the kid was seriously injured because of the battle of Guangding, and he has been recuperating in a hidden place, until his injuries have healed recently, and he came out to inquire about the news, and he happened to meet the little brother Qingfeng!"

"No wonder ......" a hint of surprise flashed on Zhang Sanfeng's face, "Alas, speaking of which, the reason why Lao Dao came to Kyoto of this Tartar is also because of the Battle of Guangming Peak." ”

"A few months ago, Yuanqiao took a large number of Wudang disciples down the mountain to participate in the encirclement and suppression of the Demon Sect, and he did not return for a long time. ”

"Until a month ago, Ling Mei took people to the top of the light, and came back safely, Lao Dao went to ask, but did not get any news, not long after, the mysterious organization on the rivers and lakes Crystal Palace suddenly sold a news at a sky-high price, the disappearance of the masters of the six major factions is related to the Ruyang Palace!" Speaking of this, Zhang Sanfeng glanced at Murong Fu deeply.

Murong Fu's expression was natural, and his heart was happy, "Who came up with this idea, you must reward it well when you go back, you really have the true inheritance of the son!"

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't see the slightest flaw in Murong Fu, and instead continued: "After the six major factions bought the news, they were about to rush to the Ruyang Royal Mansion in the Western Regions, but there was a sudden rumor on the rivers and lakes that all the disciples of the six factions were locked up in Kyoto, Mongolia. ”

"Considering that most of the Mongolian capitals also have the power of the King of Ruyang, Lao Dao decided to come to this capital first to explore, and I think that the other factions also think the same way!"

"So, the six major factions are here?" Murong Fu asked in shock.

"Not really. Zhang Sanfeng shook his head, "Last time, the various factions sent out most of the elite disciples, for the sake of the sect's fundamental considerations, this time they may not necessarily send people!"

What he said was too subtle, what is it for the sake of the sect, it is obvious that there is no master to send!" Murong Fu secretly slandered in his heart, and asked in his mouth: "Did the real person inquire about any news?"

Zhang Sanfeng sighed, "Most of the places guarded by heavy troops, Lao Dao has been there, not at all, it is the Ruyang Palace, Lao Dao has also been there, although there are masters in it, but there is no one from the six factions, maybe this is just a rumor deliberately released by Mongolia!"

"With Zhao Min's scheming, it's strange that you will be found so easily, but I wonder if Zhao Min will hide people in Wan'an Temple?" Murong Fu frowned slightly, thinking secretly in his heart.

Zhang Sanfeng saw that Murong Fu was thinking about things, so he didn't say a word, and ate his own food.