Chapter 2 Shaolin Xuanbei

"Hey, the second pins of ginseng are combined!"

Deng Baichuan's eyesight was not bad, and when he saw Murong Fu's finger at this time, his eyes contracted, and he shouted in horror.

"What? Erpin's finger power has reached this realm?"

The other three were also shocked.

Murong family's fingering, a few of them are still very clear, and they have seen it in Murong Bo's hands, this fingering, a total of nine grades, one grade is the highest, and now in just a few years, Murong Fu's fingering has been practiced to the realm of the second grade, which is simply beyond their imagination, even Murong Bo back then, in this fingering, is nothing more than that.

In this way, isn't Murong Fu's current martial arts already comparable to Murong Bo back then?

Deng Baichuan and the four of them did not expect this result in any case.

"Childe, the second grade ginseng refers to it, according to the old master, only the innate realm can be cultivated, and you have already broken through the innate realm?"

Deng Baichuan said in surprise.

"Yes, I have broken through the innate realm, so you don't have to worry about the old monk Xuanbei, Brother Deng, you go and welcome them in, I also want to know what this so-called Shaolin monk has to say. ”

Murong Fu's face was indifferent, without the slightest emotion, and he remained calm, like a deep pool, which made it impossible to see the depths.

A few years later, Murong Fu, in the eyes of Deng Baichuan and others, naturally became a little more mysterious, and they felt that they couldn't understand their own son more and more.

In a hall on Shenhezhuang, Murong Fu sat quietly in the middle hall, Gongye Qian, Bao was different, and several people were sitting under him, waiting silently.

Not long after, Deng Baichuan walked in with three monks.

The first monk, with a majestic face, big ears, wearing a yellow monk's robe, every move, the breath is just and vast, giving people a feeling of towering like a mountain, he is followed by two young monks, who are also in good shape, obviously not weak.

"Childe, Master Xuanbei and others have arrived. ”

Deng Baichuan said a word, and gently stepped aside.

Xuan Bei's eyes swept in the hall, and he saw a young man in Tsing Yi sitting upright, his face calm, like a light wind, and his unique temperament was unforgettable, and he was slightly surprised in his heart.

"Master Xuanbei, under Murong Fu, the master and others came this time, why did they come here?"

Murong Fu's tone was as indifferent as water, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, and even Xuan Bei and the others didn't know what they were trying to do.

"Murong Gongzi, the poor monk came this time, it was ordered by the abbot, for the death of Ling Zun, Ling Zun was friendly with the abbot's senior brother back then, but he didn't want to be a holiday, Mr. Murong Bo died young, it is really embarrassing, just with Ling Zun's martial arts cultivation, why did he die suddenly, so it is not confusing, the poor monk's trip is to see the body of Mr. Murong, and to see what the cause of death of Mr. Murong is, and I hope that Murong Gongzi will be fulfilled. ”

Xuan Bei's tone was inexplicable, his eyes were burning, exuding a compelling light, and a righteous and vast momentum was vaguely surging towards Murong Fu.

"It seems that Xuan Ci is not a fool, after all these years of speculation, I am afraid that he has speculated about the events of the year, but he can't help but ignore the Murong family too much, and he blatantly wants to find out the cause of death, which is really funny. ”

Murong Fu sneered in his heart, but his face sank.

"Master Xuanbei, my father has already settled in the ground, so it's a little bad to disturb me at this time?"

"Murong Gongzi, Ling Zun was a martial artist back then, rare in the world, he died suddenly, he couldn't be said to have been injured by someone, doesn't Gongzi want to find out who is behind it?"

Xuan Bei said in a deep voice.

"Master Xuanbei was too worried, when his father died, he was next to him, he really died naturally, and he was never injured by others, so the master still doesn't have to doubt this. ”

Murong Fu's tone became more and more indifferent.

For Shaolin Temple, he was really a little dissatisfied, no matter what, just a few years after Murong Bo's death, he sent a master to persecute him, and his behavior was overbearing and disgusting.

"Murong Gongzi, the poor monk is here on the orders of the abbot, so he did it in a hurry, I'm afraid I can't explain it to the abbot, right?"

Xuan Bei's voice also cooled down, his face was solemn, and his body was full of momentum, like a golden Buddha Arhat, and his domineering momentum burst out.

"Oh? Master Xuanbei seems to want to forcibly open his father's coffin? ”

Murong Fu was indifferent to Xuan Bei's momentum, and said softly.

"Yes, Xuan Bei, this place is Swallow Dock, not your Shaomu Mountain, you do this, it's a bit too much, right?"

"That is, do you really think that our Murong family is afraid of you Shaolin?"

Deng Baichuan and the others also shouted angrily, and Huo Ran stood up, one by one, with a solemn breath, a fierce glint in his eyes, ready to do it at any time.

"Amitabha, Murong Gongzi, Lao Qu is just speaking according to the truth, there is nothing domineering or not domineering, since Gongzi insists on refusing, then Lao Qu also has to learn from the Murong family, and after returning to the temple, he can also explain to the abbot!"

Xuan Bei's eyes were like electricity, and his majestic momentum rushed straight towards Murong Fu.

Deng Baichuan and the others saw that Xuan Bei was so arrogant, and their eyes were about to split, so they wanted to step forward and make a move.

"Brother Deng, Second Brother Gongye, you all step down, since Master Xuanbei wants to teach me Murong Juexue, it is naturally better. ”

Murong Fu waved his hand slightly, and Deng Baichuan and the others sat down with a muffled snort and stopped moving.

"I have heard that the kung fu of the master of Xuanbei is superb, and I will come to understand it today, master, please!"

Turning his head and saying a word to Xuan Bei, Murong Fu moved his feet and floated out of the hall to the open space outside.

The green robe was fluttering, his face was like a crown of jade, just standing there, Murong Fu seemed to be going away with the wind, and his elegant and chic bearing was undoubtedly revealed.

Xuan Bei followed closely, and when he saw Murong Fu with such a demeanor, he couldn't help but secretly praise.

But thinking that the two would soon have a competition, this mood disappeared.

"Master Murong, please. ”

Xuan Bei boasted of being a generation of monks, crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for many years, and his martial arts had reached the first-class realm of martial arts, at this time, in the face of Murong Fu, a weak-crowned young man, he naturally did not take the lead, but flicked the sleeves of his robe, his clothes were swollen, and he was full of internal breath, waiting for Murong to come back to attack.

"Okay, Master Xuanbei be careful. ”

Murong Fu was not polite, he stepped out in one step, his body was like a ghost, just a flash, he came to Xuan Bei's body, pointed out in the air, and sneered at the strong wind to cut through the void, and his fingers were heavy, covering many important points on Xuan Bei's chest.

Under one finger, Xuan Bei's expression was condensed, and he was greatly shocked, Murong Fu's finger, in his opinion, was really like a stroke of genius, the tricks were exquisite, the finger power was condensed and majestic, and before he reached his body, the skin on his chest was cold, as if he had been cut by a sharp blade.

"It's not good, what kind of fingering is this? This Murong Fu is so young, and his martial arts attainments have reached this level?"

Xuan Bei was so frightened in his heart that he almost didn't scream, it was really Murong Fu's finger that brought him too much pressure.

With a solemn face, he no longer dared to be careless, Xuan Bei shouted, his internal breath was agitated, and the bones around his body were buzzing and trembling, like Hong Zhong Dalu, and the vision was amazing.

The arms were folded and twisted, and the arms seemed to be plated with a layer of misty golden light, hard and cold, like two large pestles, and a blow was struck, whining and whining, and there was a loud tearing sound in the air.

Under the shock, Xuan Bei did not have the slightest reservation, and the shot was his own housekeeping stunt, the Great Vedic Pestle Method.

As one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, this great Wei Tuo pestle method, the move is powerful and heavy, domineering and ferocious, and it is an extremely strong and fierce Shaolin mastery.

Xuan Bei has been immersed in this kung fu for decades, and it is really extraordinary to make a move at this time.

Murong Fu's face showed a different color, and the Great Wei Tuo Pestle Method, once it was used, there was great divine might, and a fierce and domineering force attacked, and the changes were ingenious, and it was quite famous.

"It is worthy of a Shaolin stunt, which just confirms the power of the joint finger. ”

Although he was surprised in his heart, Murong Fu had no intention of changing his moves, his fingers trembled, and a combination of finger power shot out blatantly.

Boom, there was a loud bang, as if there was an explosion out of thin air, and Murong Fu's finger strength and Xuan Bei's Wei Tuo pestle strength collided fiercely.

Bursts of air ripples raged, and the bluestone ground under the feet of the two of them cracked inch by inch under such a violent impact, which was amazing.

"What a powerful finger power, Murong Gongzi, what kind of kung fu is this?"

Xuan Bei's face was solemn, and he only felt a sharp pain in his arm, and his muscles and bones seemed to be torn apart, and he was shocked in his heart, and asked out loud.

"Master Xuanbei has praised it falsely, this is my Murong Clan's peerless reference. ”

Murong Fu's tone was light, but his momentum became more and more aggressive.

"Shen He pointed out, I have long heard that the Murong clan has a powerful fingering, and when I saw it today, it really deserved its reputation. ”

Xuan Bei shouted, and then shot again, at this time he no longer dared to be careless about Murong Fu.

Knowing that the martial arts of this young man in front of him have reached an unbelievable realm, he is a terrible mess, if he is a little careless, I am afraid that his reputation will be completely buried here.

This kind of result is not something that Xuan Bei can accept, so as soon as the words fell, he shot again, his fists and feet waved, and the domineering energy radiated in all directions, and the sound of popping air explosions kept coming, and the kung fu of the nineteen-style Great Vedic pestle was displayed one by one.

The two Shaolin monks, as well as the four generals of the Murong family, were on the side, only to see a golden shadow fluttering, surrounding Murong Fu and attacking, one move and one style, extremely fierce, like a big axe to open a mountain, with a thousand strengths, and even more moves hit the key point.

"Hey, is this the master of the Shaolin Xuanzi generation, what a powerful Great Wei Tuo pestle, such a fierce strength!"

Deng Baichuan and the others snorted lightly, with a slight worry in their eyes.

Even if they already knew that Murong Fu's kung fu was unfathomable, but when they saw Xuan Bei's fierce and vast Shaolin mastery, they were still uneasy in their hearts.

"Brother Deng, don't worry, look at Childe!"

Fengbo's evil eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly said.

The other people's eyes moved, and they looked towards Murong Fu.

In the face of Xuan Bei's ferocious attack, Murong Fu stood in place, calm and indifferent, without the slightest nervousness, his fingers trembled, and the kung fu of his fingers was used in one move, and one after another Meng Meng's finger power shot out, sometimes sharp, sometimes soft, rigid and soft, varied, no matter how turbulent and domineering Xuan Bei's attack was, under Murong Fu's finger power, they all disappeared one after another, and they never really threatened him.