"Okay, by the way, won't the national teacher introduce this son to me?"

Murong Fu's eyes turned and fell on the white-clothed man.

"Hehe, this son is Duan Yu, the son of the king of Zhennan in Dali, and the poor monk is here because of him. ”

Gu Mozhi's tone was indifferent, and he looked unfazed.

"I see, let's invite us together. ”

At that moment, several people went to Shenhezhuang.

After the guest and host sat down, Murong Fucai said again: "The national teacher came this time, I don't know what is important?"

"The poor monk came here for an appointment back then. ”

Gu Mozhi did not hide it, and directly told the agreement with Murong Bo back then, that is, to find the six-vein divine sword sword spectrum, and then enter the Murong family's Huanshi Water Pavilion to have a look.

"Oh, the national teacher's intention is to incinerate this Duan Gongzi in front of his father's spirit?"

Murong Fu raised his eyebrows, although he was prepared, he was still surprised by Gu Mozhi's thoughts.

There is no doubt that the reason why Gu Mozhi is like this is because of the Murong family's return to the Water Pavilion, this person actually wanted to incinerate Duan Yu, the son of Dali, in order to watch the secret books of martial arts, not to mention the cruelty and cruelty in it, that is, the kind of dedication to martial arts, which is terrifying.

"Hehe, the national teacher is very courageous, and he is really firm in his desire for martial arts, but Buddhism pays attention to compassion, and the national teacher is a great virtue of Buddhism. ”

Murong Fu said indifferently.

Gu Mozhi's face changed slightly when he heard this, "Murong Gongzi, this matter is an agreement between the poor monk and Ling Zun, I am afraid it will not be good to give up like this." ”

"The national teacher misunderstood, what the national teacher did was just to enter my Murong family's Huanshi Water Pavilion to take a look, even if there is no Duan Gongzi and the Six-Vein Divine Sword, with the friendship between our two families, there is no problem for the national teacher to enter the Huanshi Water Pavilion, so why hurt people's lives. ”

Murong Fu knew that Gu Mozhi had misunderstood, so he responded directly, which immediately shocked the Tubo national teacher.

"Is what Murong Gongzi said true?"

The surprise in his heart was indescribable, and there was something incredible in his tone at this time.

"Naturally!"

With Murong Fu's answer, Gu Mozhi was completely relieved, and the two of them talked about the Tao at the moment, and they got along harmoniously, as if they hated each other.

Duan Yu couldn't interject at all, but he finally understood that with this Murong Gongzi's opening, his little fate could be picked up.

Half an hour later, looking at Gu Mozhi's gradually anxious look, Murong Fu smiled secretly in his heart, it seemed that this person couldn't help it.

"National teacher, since you have come to the house this time, you will stay for a few more days, how about taking the national teacher to Huanshi Water Pavilion and his party here?"

Murong Fu's words were like heaven to Gu Mozhi, and he immediately nodded again and again.

"Well, then the poor monk will bother. ”

"By the way, Duan Gongzi, if you have nothing to do, you can also stay in Shenhezhuang for a few days, if you want to leave, you can go to Abi to take you away at any time. ”

When Duan Yu heard this, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said: "Thank you Murong Gongzi, I am in a hurry to come out on this trip, and the elders in the family are worried, so it is better to go back early." ”

"That's fine, that son, please do it. ”

Murong Fu said, glanced at Gu Mozhi, and saw that he didn't have any objections, so he didn't say anything.

Duan Yu left in a hurry, and Murong Fu took Gu Mozhi without delay, and went directly to the Huanshi Water Pavilion.

Gu Mozhi is worthy of being a martial idiot, and for a whole day, he stayed in the Huanshi Water Pavilion and never even used a meal.

After getting the news from his subordinates, Murong Fu shook his head slightly, and stopped paying attention.

He also knew that Gumo Zhitian was a genius and had the ability to never forget, and when he entered the Water Pavilion at this time, he didn't know how many martial arts cheats he had to memorize, but he didn't care about these, although there was no shortage of high-quality martial arts in the Water Pavilion, but when it came to the realm of Murong Fu, those martial arts had no effect on him, and even with a little thought, he could create a lot of exquisite kung fu, which was not under the cheats recorded in the Water Pavilion at all.

With this confidence, Murong Fu didn't care at all how many martial arts Gu Mozhi would record.

Early the next morning, Gu Mozhi finally appeared in front of Murong Fu again, looking at his ruddy face and vigorous spirits, Murong Fu had to sigh, this person's obsession with martial arts has reached an extreme level.

"It seems that the national teacher has gained a lot. ”

"Murong Gongzi has won the award, the Murong family has a century-old inheritance, and the martial arts in the Shishui Pavilion are all-encompassing, and the real name is well deserved, this time the poor monk has to thank Murong Gongzi for his generosity. ”

Gu Mozhi bowed slightly, and his tone seemed very sincere.

"The national teacher doesn't have to be polite, but although the martial arts in the Water Pavilion are exquisite, when it comes to the realm of the national teacher, the help of those martial arts may not be so great. I have heard that the national teacher's miraculous skills are amazing, since we are destined to get together, why bother to have a discussion? I don't know what you think of the national teacher?"

"Oh, since Murong Gongzi has this Yaxing, the poor monk naturally has everything, Gongzi please!"

"National teacher, please!"

The two of them walked through several courtyards one after the other, and walked to a clearing, which was the place where Murong Fu practiced martial arts on weekdays, with a vast area and the ground paved with bluestone, which looked simple and solid.

Standing opposite each other, the two of them breathed surgingly, and a heavy invisible air flow stirred and crackled in the void.

"Murong Gongzi, be careful, the poor monk has a flame knife mastery, which is to condense the invisible sword qi and be indestructible!"

Gu Mozhi felt that no matter how he exploded his momentum and urged his skills, but once he approached Murong Fu, he was quietly dissolved by an invisible force, and there was no effect at all, and as soon as his heart moved, he knew that the martial arts of the head of the Murong family who looked like a young man in front of him had indeed reached an unfathomable point, and he didn't dare to be a little lazy, so he said loudly, rubbed his palm, raised his arm lightly, and sneered, and an invisible and phaseless force came towards Murong Fu.

Although this power could not be seen, Murong Fu's spirit was sharp, and he immediately felt an incomparably sharp aura piercing through the void and slashing at him.

The Nyingma sect has learned the Flame Knife.

"The national teacher is so sharp with his sword skills, and he is ugly. ”

Murong Fu sighed lightly, his fingers stretched out, and with a muffled sound, an invisible finger force shot out.

Boom, a dull crashing sound sounded in the void, and clouds of invisible air flowed out in all directions.

"Good finger power, what kind of kung fu is this?"

Gu Mozhi's heart shook, and Murong Fu's understatement just now actually broke his indestructible flame knife, which made him so shocked.

Since he refined the flame knife stunt, he asked himself that with the power of this mastery, it is enough to crisscross the rivers and lakes, some time ago in the Muni Hall of Tianlong Temple in Dali, he was even more powerful with one person, against the six-vein divine sword of the six great monks of Tianlong Temple, and won the battle, which made Gu Mozhi more and more confident, who knew that today's fight with Murong Fu, although it was a superficial taste, but the situation at that moment just now was enough for him to understand how amazing Murong Fu's finger power was.

Even he faintly felt that the power of this fingering technique was not under the Dali Six Veins Divine Sword.

"This is the participation of my Murong family, don't be careless. ”

After Murong Fu finished speaking, his arm was raised slightly, his index finger moved, and several invisible fingers shot out.

Gu Mozhi felt that his skin was cold, and the void in front of him seemed to hide a terrifying danger, so he didn't dare to be careless, he snorted lightly, waved his palm, the air snorted, and the invisible sword qi slashed out endlessly.

The two stood opposite each other, separated by a few feet, one index finger clicked, the other palm waved, and the void in the middle exploded, as if boiling.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them made more than a dozen moves to each other, seemingly peaceful and indifferent, without superfluous moves, but in fact it is very dangerous, the two of them in this competition, the kung fu used, is the best internal kung fu in the martial arts, one hurts people with invisible knife qi, and the other responds with invisible finger force, which is the top confrontation in the rivers and lakes.

Gradually, the two of them looked solemn, their eyes were burning at each other, they didn't dare to be distracted in the slightest, whether it was the Flame Knife or the Finger of Participation, the strength contained in it was extraordinary, and if one was not careful, even if it was an innate master like Murong Fu and Gu Mozhi, they would be hit hard.

Dozens of moves passed, and the situation between the two began to change, Gu Mozhi's face was solemn, sweat stains faintly appeared on his forehead, and his breathing became heavy, obviously the round of confrontation just now consumed a lot of essence and energy, but it was Murong Fu, who still had a calm complexion, without the slightest vision.

The kung fu they use, of course, is extremely powerful, but the consumption of their own skills is not comparable to leisure, every move will consume a lot of spiritual energy, even if it is a congenital master, the true qi in the body is endless, but it is difficult to withstand such a huge consumption.

Gu Mozhi's heart became heavier and heavier, and he felt that the meridians of his arm were sluggish, and the power of the flame knife began to decline, and the dantian was faintly painful, which was a sign of poor true qi.

Suddenly, Haruma sighed, his arm hung down, tucked into his sleeve, and he didn't make a move.

At the same time, under the traction of the qi machine, Murong Fu also restrained his breath.

"That's it, Murong Gongzi's finger power is amazing, his skills are mellow, and the poor monk is not an opponent. ”

Gu Mozhi sighed, and his originally vigorous spirit began to languish a little, although the two of them did not really fight just now, it was just a competition of the nature of competition, but he knew very well that Murong Fu's kung fu was definitely above him, if he really fought to the death, he would never be an opponent.

Over the years, Gu Mozhi has been respected as the national teacher of Tubo, the king of Dalun Ming, in the land of the Western Regions, he is already the most peak master master, even if he comes to the Central Plains, he has never met an opponent, and even the martial arts holy place of Dali Tianlong Temple has been suppressed by him alone, but he did not expect that today he failed in the hands of Murong Fu.

"The national teacher has won the award, and it is only slightly better in the next, but over the years, the national teacher's cultivation has become more and more complicated, the breath in the body seems to be unsmooth, and the real qi is sluggish, I am afraid that there are still some hidden dangers in the body, if it is not solved as soon as possible, the consequences are unpredictable. ”

Murong Fu said a few words modestly, and then his tone became solemn.

When Gu Mozhi heard this, a wave of anger immediately rose in his heart, but then he saw Murong Fu's clear and deep eyes, and felt that these words were not sarcastic, but had a deep meaning, which made him calm down a little and did not explode on the spot.