A few months have passed, Murong Fu has made progress every day, I have to say that he has inherited all of Murong Fu's memories, his understanding of martial arts is not weak, and he has been cultivating the "Dragon City Sword Technique", and he feels more and more that this sword technique is like a special creation for him, he has a strong soul talent, and his comprehension ability at this time is absolutely terrifying.

Every night, Murong Fu is a fixed cultivation of the Participation Method, constantly refining his own internal force cultivation, has reached the peak of the peak of the third-rate martial artist, almost equivalent to half a foot into the second-rate martial artist, after all, he was already a second-rate martial artist, with the previous foundation, it is a matter of time to return to the second-rate martial artist.

In fact, it is not bad that Murong Fu has become a second-rate martial artist at the age of less than twenty, and in the past, Murong Fu spent most of his time watching and studying the martial arts of a hundred schools, and it was indeed right to study the martial arts of various sects, but it was a bit of a waste of time to spend a lot of energy to learn these martial arts, so that the family heirloom did not have much time to cultivate.

In every era, there will only be one protagonist, and the others will only be supporting roles after all, between the protagonist and the supporting roles, there will inevitably be one contest after another, in the process of the competition, whether the supporting role will defeat the protagonist and become the new protagonist, or the supporting role will become the stepping stone of the protagonist, completely disappearing into the dust of history, no one can be sure, and no one can stop it, Murong Fu knows that his fate is not one protagonist, but three, which shows how difficult he is compared to other supporting roles.

However, at this time, Murong Fu's expression was indifferent, without the madness after failure everywhere in the original book, after all, he is a person of later generations, his mind will definitely not be like the previous Murong Fu who can't let go, small losses and small defeats are nothing, what really matters is the wonder of life, since God wants him to come to this world, he will use the identity of Gusunan Murong to rewrite the ending of his Gusunan Murong, his madness, his arrogance, will not be defeated by others, and the supporting characters will dare to fight.

After a long time, just as he was about to finish his work, suddenly, the internal force in the dantian shook, and accelerated completely uncontrollably, and then rushed out of the dantian, as if a sword was out of its sheath.

Where the internal force that became violent passed, Murong Fu's face changed slightly, and he only felt that his meridians were almost torn, and there were bursts of pain, which made him gasp, he naturally knew at this moment that he was on the verge of breaking through the second-rate martial artist, but he had not felt such pain before after having had an experience, could it be because of the Participating Heart Method? In fact, it was not because of the Participation Method, but because he recultivated the Internal Strength Method, and the meridians that originally broke through the second-rate martial artist naturally could not tolerate the pure internal force condensed by cultivating the Participation Combination Mind Method at this moment.

With a flash of divine effort, the violent internal force automatically carried a large week, and quickly carried the second week, Murong Fu guarded his mind, and intuitively felt that something big was going to happen, looking inwardly at the violent internal force in the meridians like a torrent impact, and was surprised to find that his meridians seemed to be expanded little by little, although it was not obvious, but it was still discovered by Murong Fu under the expansion again and again.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a dull sound in Murong Fu's ears, rolling and shaking, the rumbling bones crackled endlessly, and the internal force in the meridians suddenly burst out, running at a speed several times faster, and after a circle, all rushed into the dantian, full, as if the dantian was about to burst, but the current situation was extremely dangerous.

Seeing that the intensifying internal force was still circulating in his body, Murong Fu, who knew that he had reached the limit, must find a way to vent the full internal force in his body, otherwise the meridians would be damaged before he could break through, and then, Murong Fu grabbed the Protector Sword with one hand, and the speed reached the extreme in an instant, and the internal force was run to the sword, and with a stroke of his right arm as fast as lightning, a sword was swung out.

This sword is simple and direct, the internal force is restrained, but the sound of tearing the air is particularly harsh, without any skills, pure venting.

Murong Fu rushed out of the courtyard in two or three steps, the blue light flickering Protector Sword conjured up pieces of sword shadows, the swords and swords were ten percent of the strength, as if they were going to exhaust the excess internal force in the body, a thick sword qi had already shot out, this sword qi was completely condensed by the fierce internal force in Murong Fu's body, not the substance, castration was as fast as lightning and thunder, turning into a line of white light, and instantly submerged into the ground.

At this time, three young women walked outside the village.

The girl on the far left is eleven or twelve years old, delicate and pretty, with round eyes and dark eyes. The eyes are smart, and the eyes are like stars. The smile is like a flower, and it has a moving charm. The complexion is fair and supple, smooth and crystalline. Petite and delicate. Delicate and gratifying, it is eye-catching, and Murong Fu naturally knows that it is Ah Zhu.

The two young women walking side by side with Azhu are both eleven or twelve years old, and the first woman on her right hand is beautiful in appearance, dressed in green, delicate and gentle, just like the spring water and blue waves of Taihu Lake, tender like water, beside her, people are indescribably happy and peaceful.

And the woman next to Ah Bi, dressed in a pink long skirt, dignified and slightly childish, clear and beautiful, unparalleled, stunning, beautiful and vulgar, is a peerless beauty, even if Ah Zhu and Abi stand beside her, they have to say that they are slightly inferior.

"Alas, I don't know if I can see my cousin this time, but I've been here several times, and my cousin is practicing martial arts, ignoring me, as long as I can see it, I'm satisfied. The girl in the pink dress was full of anticipation, with a hint of apprehension in her expression, like a shy girl who was about to see her sweetheart.

Azhu Abi and the girl in pink are together, and they often talk about Murong Fu.

"Gongzi has been practicing martial arts hard recently, and he has been practicing for a long time, and we haven't even seen him a few times. "Murong Fu is not often in Shenhezhuang, so Azhu Abi sees Murong Fu very rarely.

Ah Bi smiled and explained to the woman in pink: "Miss Wang, the son has great ambitions, so naturally he does not forget to cultivate hard at all times. ”

The hazy worry appeared in the eyes of the woman in pink again, and she said softly: "He...... He is always like this, and all his experiences are focused on martial arts and state affairs. Alas, Yan Kingdom, Yan Kingdom, is it really that important?"

Pedal Pedal ......

Footsteps sounded, and the three of them came to the gate of Murong Fu's courtyard after a while.

Weirdly, the three of them suddenly quieted down, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

In the line of sight, in the middle of the courtyard, a young man in blue was practicing swordsmanship without any miscellaneous rules, the messy east sword, the west sword, so that the woman in pink was amazed, it seemed that she had never seen the young man in blue so messy, suddenly, a series of sound of breaking the air sounded, a crack was cut out in front of the young man in blue, he himself didn't even have any reaction, his heart was completely immersed in the breakthrough, the young man in blue also unconsciously shocked, in a trance, as if the soul had exploded, and then came back to his senses, everything around him became clearer, and it seemed to be more able to feel。

This time it was much stronger than the previous breakthrough.

The young man in blue was the Murong Fu who was really angry and rioting when he broke through!

"What's going on?" Murong Fu was puzzled at first, but after feeling it carefully, he found that his internal strength seemed to be more vigorous and pure, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of joy: "My current self is several times stronger than if I didn't practice the Participation Meditation Method before." ”

At this moment, the joy in Murong Fu's eyes, which had not yet dissipated, was unnaturally revealed, and when he looked up, he felt as if he was at the door, so he turned his head sideways and looked at the door of his courtyard.

Suddenly, the breathing of the three girls at the door stopped.

Murong Fu looked at the three girls at the door, Azhu's elf was smart, Abi's grace was like water, and the peerless face of the woman in pink, her eyes crossed a trace of tenderness, and she smiled lightly: "Yu Yan, Azhu Abi, are you here?"

"Come here!"