The dense foliage obscures the sunlight outside the Scripture Pavilion, and occasionally a ray of light shines into the Pavilion from the gaps in the branches and leaves, shining on the ground of the Scripture Pavilion

Between the conversation between Murong Fu and the sweeping monk, before they knew it, the night passed so quickly.

This night, Murong Fu has experienced a lot, and these things that happened, Rao is Murong Fu's surname, he already felt a little caught off guard, only the tight mind, firmly told him that all this is true, whether it is the identity of the sweeping monk or the origin of the Jiuyang Divine Sutra, they all got the answer last night, and Murong Fu is gradually adapting to these past sweeping monks!

The sweeping monk's eyes full of vicissitudes of experience only turned on Murong Fu's face, and he knew Murong Fu's thoughts, smiled slightly, and didn't care, suddenly frowned, as if he had noticed something, his eyes suddenly glanced outside the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and in an instant, he withdrew his gaze again, and smiled lightly: "It seems that someone is coming soon." ”

Hearing this, Murong Fu was also stunned, and then felt the distance with all his heart, and after a while, he found that the footsteps were getting closer and closer in the distance, and he couldn't help but sigh lightly, it was really terrifying enough, he couldn't escape his perception from such a distance, this kind of strength, Murong Fu was far inferior.

"Hehe, it's time to leave, this time, it's so fast......"

The sweeping monk on the side also smiled at this moment, in his voice, there was a faint loneliness and loneliness, it is true that at this moment he has taken the last step and achieved the realm of the supreme grandmaster, but it also can't change the loneliness in his heart, Li Canghai is deceased, and the only confidant Lingmen Master has also passed away, and he is so lonely that he doesn't even have a person to talk to, this loneliness is nowhere to say.

"You never thought of going back to Shenhezhuang?" Murong Fu was silent for a while and said.

A trace of remembrance flashed in the eyes of the sweeping monk, he sighed lightly, shook his head and said: "I have been in Shaolin Temple for decades, and I have become accustomed to everything here. ”

"You really don't want to go back?" said Murong Fu slowly.

"Since you already know my choice, why do you bother to ask?" The sweeping monk smiled, but he was quite open-minded, patted Murong Fu's shoulder, and said: "Child, if you feel uncomfortable, do your best to protect the inheritance left by the ancestors of the Gusu Murong clan, maybe then, the guilt in my heart will be reduced a lot." ”

Murong Fu felt the complexity on the sweeping monk's face, nodded lightly, and said nothing!

"A character in this world, the best of the ten, you are extraordinarily talented, you have this strength at a young age, as a grandfather, I am really gratified!" The sweeping monk said with a calm face, but there was an imperceptible relief in his voice: "Go and protect it, I believe in you, you will do better than the ancestors of Dragon City!"

Murong Fu took a deep breath, suppressed the emotions churning in his heart, and bowed slightly towards the sweeping monk, with a rare solemnity in his tone: "Don't worry, I will definitely protect the foundation left by the Gusu Murong clan." ”

After finishing his words, Murong Fu slowly raised his head, stared at the cloudy eyes of the sweeping monk, and said with a little deep meaning: "I am Murong of Gusunan, Murong Fu!" Although Murong Fu has always had the thoughts of later generations, he has never opened a word of grandfather of the sweeping monk, but no matter what, at this moment, he is Murong Fu who has integrated the memory of his predecessor Murong Fu, for this instruction of the sweeping monk, whether it is from his own point of view, or from the perspective of his predecessor Murong Fu, he must bear this responsibility!

Looking at Murong Fu with a solemn face, the sweeping monk also smiled with relief, his palm suddenly moved, but there was one more scripture, Murong Fu took a look, and the three words "Lenga Sutra" on the cover appeared in Murong Fu's eyes, Murong Fu couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and wondered: "Who are you?"

"This book has been with me for decades, and now I will give you this scripture, if you are idle and bored, you might as well flip through it, maybe it will have some effect!" said the sweeping monk with a slight smile.

"Give it to me?"

Hearing the words of the sweeping monk, Murong Fu's face trembled suddenly, looking at the "Lenga Sutra" in his hand, his palms were a little numb, it seems that after speaking, Master Jueyuan of the Shaolin School found the Jiuyang Sutra in the mezzanine of this "Lenga Sutra", but now this book was given to him by the sweeping monk, will he still have this opportunity in the future?

Murong Fu sighed lightly, but did not speak, for a while the atmosphere in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion seemed a little dull, after a long time, Murong Fu was slightly silent, clenched his fists in front of the sweeping monk, bent deeply, and then the streamer body method operated, light body lifting, like an arowana into the water, falling together, the figure was blurred for a while, and the next moment, it had swept to a big tree outside the Scripture Pavilion.

"Alas, little guy, forgive me for being an irresponsible grandfather, Gusu Murong Clan, it's all up to you!" Looking at Murong Fu's back, the sweeping monk smiled suddenly, and then laughed softly: "Go and copy another copy of the "Lenga Sutra" first, Lingmen, Lingmen, this time, I will return everything I owe you Shaolin to you!"

Murong Fu on the big tree could hear the whispers of the sweeping monk, but he was suddenly stunned, then shook his head with a wry smile, and said no more, and with a step on his feet, the figure like the wind and clouds floated down from the big tree, like a fairy among the gods, and immediately flashed several times in a row, and completely disappeared outside the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion

At the foot of the mountain, in the lush woods, the breeze blows, and the branches and leaves of the trees ripple with the wind, and finally, the wind swells into the sky, making the dense forest a lot clearer. A figure with the sound of breaking the sky flashed rapidly between the dense forests, and after a long time, the sound of breaking the sky gradually drifted away, and at this point, the woods that suddenly became quiet quietly had more vitality.

On the spacious avenue, a black shadow flickered tirelessly, like a ghost, constantly shuttling through the forest...... Obviously, this person is Murong Fu from His Excellency the Tibetan Scripture, just when Murong Fu walked out of Lixu, he suddenly heard two squeaks in his ears, listening to this familiar voice, Murong Fu's speed slowed down, and suddenly the gray shadow in front of him moved, but a gray shadow passed in front of him very quickly, because the speed of this gray shadow was too fast, so that Murong Fu could not see clearly.

I saw this gray shadow rushing towards him, seeing this, Murong Fu was stunned, and his right leg ejected out, and it was a whip leg at this gray shadow, and he himself used the power of the shock to shake his body slightly, and his body rose up, and he distanced himself from this gray shadow.

As Murong Fu's foot flew out, the gray shadow that was in mid-air and had nowhere to borrow his strength was suddenly hit by Murong Fu's kick, and his body trembled instantly, and then his body flew out violently along the force of Murong Fu's foot, only to see that after this gray shadow flew out upside down, he squeaked twice at Murong Fu, making Murong Fu's face change.

After this gray shadow flew out upside down and hit a tree, he finally stopped, but saw a small beast slowly falling from a tall tree, and at this moment Murong Fu finally saw the appearance of this gray shadow clearly, sure enough, no wonder there was a familiar feeling just now, it turned out to be this foodie.

There is only one person who can make Murong Fu call him a foodie, and it is the lightning marten in front of him that is less than a foot long, with red eyes and sharp claws.

The lightning marten that got up from the ground ran down Murong Fu's feet again, a pair of shiny little eyes stared at Murong Fu tightly, and kept turning, the aggrieved expression on his face was very cute, and he looked particularly pitiful.

Murong Fu, who was originally a little guilty, looked at this foodie looking at him with such innocent eyes, and he didn't come for a while, and then another kick, of course, this kick was just to scare it, not a real kick.

However, the lightning mink didn't know the real kick and fake kick, and when he saw Murong Fu flying again, this guy had learned to be smart, and he no longer pretended to be pitiful, he was on tiptoe, jumped up, jumped onto Murong Fu's shoulder, and kept rubbing Murong Fu's face with his fur.

Since Yu Yan and A Bi were kidnapped by Murong Bo, Murong Fu has not seen this little beast, and when he saw this little guy at this moment, he also missed it a little, so he grabbed the tail of the lightning marten, hung the little guy pitifully upside down in front of him, and said, "Tell me honestly, where did you run away during this time?"

Who knew that this guy smiled weirdly when he heard Murong's words, and he was a little nervous, and then wagged his tail and set up a swing in Murong Fu's hand, looking like if you don't let me go, I won't say anything.

After all, Murong Fu had been messing with this foodie for a long time, but he was stunned when he looked at the expression of this shipment, and then thought that this guy disappeared on the same day as Wang Yuyan and Abi, but a thought flashed in Murong Fu's mind: "Shouldn't this foodie always follow Murong Bo's back!"

Then he let go of his hand, put the foodie down, watched the foodie jump onto his shoulder again, kept rubbing his face with his fur, frowned, and said, "Are you going to take me somewhere?"

The lightning marten standing on Murong Fu's shoulder suddenly nodded his head, slipped down from Murong Fu's body, grabbed Murong Fu's trouser legs, and kept twitching, while the other paw was slashing back, and that look could be described as extremely cute.

Murong Fu was stunned and said, "You want me to go with you?"

After the lightning marten knew that Murong Fu understood what he meant, he squeaked twice at Murong Fu, and immediately ran towards the distance with great speed