The times are outstanding, this is the immutable law of the rivers and lakes, in each era, there will be a lot of amazing and amazing characters appear, they have their own legends with their life experience, in this chaotic rivers and lakes.

And in this era, it is an era of talents, in the past, there was Murong in the south, Qiao Feng in the north, and now Murong Fu, Xiao Feng, Xu Zhu, Duan Yu and other legendary powerhouses who have stepped into the realm of grandmasters!

At the end of the sword, everything is back on track, maybe on the rivers and lakes, there will still be no less competition and fighting, but in this kind of sword and sword shadow, there will be constantly heroes in the rivers and lakes who have been tempered, maybe a long, long time later, there will be geniuses born again and enter the realm of the grandmaster!

The hustle and bustle of the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit!

The rivers and lakes are always indispensable for gossip, Xuzhu and Duan Yu are the abbots of Shaolin and the emperor of Dali, their every move is naturally watched by countless people, yes, although Murong Fu tried his best to dismiss the people of the Ming Sect and did not allow them to approach the top of the Bright Peak, but the battle between the four of them slowly spread over time......

The grandmaster is the pinnacle of the martial arts in the rivers and lakes, every grandmaster, all from the martial arts, to find their own hard pursuit of the way, out of their own legend, Gusu South Murong, Murong Fu, as well as the former Beiqiao Feng, Xiao Feng, martial arts Taidou Shaolin abbot, Xuzhu, Dali Duan Xuanren Emperor, Duan Yu, are all legends who have stepped into the realm of grandmasters!

And these four people actually held a sword discussion at the top of the bright top, which made countless people in the rivers and lakes sigh for what they couldn't see with their own eyes, and they couldn't wait to see the style of the grandmaster, when they heard that Murong Fu was fighting the three grandmasters alone, everyone's hearts were only deeply shocked!

Gusunan Murong, Murong Fu!

A name that has influenced this era, a name that has been revered by countless people in the rivers and lakes, in the hearts of many people, it is a mysterious existence like a fairy, since his debut, it seems that the entire rivers and lakes have been impressed by this name, this is their sorrow, but also their honor!

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Time, in this green mountains and green waters, flows quietly, and in the blink of an eye, months have passed......

Bright on top!

On the mountainside, the clouds and mist are shrouded, a small pavilion is hidden in the meantime, in the pavilion, four freshly poured tea cups swallow the clouds and spit out the mist, exuding a refreshing fresh heat.

"Hey, it would be nice if you exchanged this fragrant tea for fine wine......" In the pavilion, a man dressed in gray, with a somewhat rough face, and between his eyebrows, he inadvertently exuded a look of non-anger and self-authority, licked his mouth and spoke.

"Big brother, after so many years, you still haven't broken this habit, the abbot of Xuzhu is a Buddhist person, how can you drink in front of him?" On the side, a man dressed in white smiled slightly, looking quite gentle.

"Amitabha, Lord Xiao can be at will, you don't have to be like a poor monk, the poor monk drinks tea by himself!" Although Xuzhu's face is ugly, it has the unique kindness of the Buddhist family, and he has lived in the position of the abbot of Shaolin for a long time, and there is a lot of majesty between the eyebrows, which looks quite tasteful!

"If Xiao Feng doesn't drink, then it can't be Xiao Feng?!" As soon as Xu Zhu's words fell, a faint chuckle sounded in the pavilion, and then Murong Fu flicked his palm towards the stone table, and took away the three cups of fragrant tea on the table without warning......

"Haha, that's right, if you don't drink, then it's not Xiao Feng, Brother Murong deserves to be my confidant in Xiao Feng's life!" Xiao Feng saw the wine on the table, and he also laughed out loud, took it unceremoniously, and poured it up.

Duan Yu was infected by Murong Fu and Xiao Feng, and he also used tea instead of wine in front of the void bamboo noodles, put aside all demeanor, grabbed the wine jar and accompanied the two to have a drink, his cheeks were a little red at this time, he looked at Murong Fu, and said with a smile: "At the beginning, I still challenged Murong Gongzi with the purpose of being ashamed, but I didn't expect to lose so badly?!haha......"

"Yes, eldest brother doesn't have such a mentality, but he didn't expect it?" Haha......" Xiao Feng smiled, raised his head, looked at Murong Fu, who didn't speak, and scolded with a smile: "For you, Brother Murong, Xiao Feng is the first time in his life to serve a person!"

In the pavilion, the four of them laughed and drank each other, and the laughter came out, which seemed extraordinarily free and easy in this pavilion.

Although Xuzhu looks silly, but in fact, it is strictly speaking, Xuzhu belongs to the kind of great wisdom and foolishness, although it is not as dazzling as Meiyu, but it is better than warmth, and the breath that permeates from its body can be seen, as steady and calm as the earth: "What are the plans of Murong Shizhu now?"

Although Murong Fu did not speak, Xiao Feng, Xu Zhu, and Duan Yu could clearly feel that the indifferent temperament on their bodies was gone, and now Murong Fu in front of them still did not say much, but that arrogance and indifference turned into a frank nature, and this unique temperament made it easier for people to feel good.

"Plans?" Murong Fu heard Xuzhu's words, smiled, put down the wine jar in his hand, raised his head, looked at the bright moon, and said in an almost inaudible voice: "Maybe, it's to challenge him!"

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Mt. Shomuro!

Perhaps because of the morning, a misty fog enveloped the place, and loneliness and silence seemed to be the only main tone here.

A figure slowly emerged, glanced at this familiar environment, and couldn't help but sigh lightly, when he first came here, he was still just a top master, but now, he has become a supreme master who is comparable to a sweeping monk!

There is only one very simple log cabin and a large locust tree, and other than that, only a flat area remains, and it seems that this place is very quiet and lonely.

When Murong Fu looked around, a look of memory appeared on his face, the door of the thatched hut also slowly opened, and then a figure walked out slowly, glanced at Murong Fu with a faint gaze, and said softly, "You're finally here?"

Murong Fu was stunned, looked at the sweeping monk with some suspicion, and said in silence: "You know I will come?"

The sweeping monk stepped out of the door, looked into the distance, looked at the misty ancient locust tree, suddenly smiled, and said: "From the first time I saw you, I saw the desire in your eyes, and from that time, I knew that you would one day come to challenge me. ”

And Murong Bo, who was reciting Buddhist scriptures in the thatched house, heard the words of the sweeping monk, and the Buddhist beads in his hand suddenly trembled, and the Buddhist beads were scattered on the ground, he turned his head and wanted to glance at Murong Fu outside the house, but suddenly paused, shook his head and didn't think about it anymore, and continued to recite Buddhist scriptures......

Murong Bo's movements, Murong Fu naturally saw it in his eyes, and a touch of complexity flashed in his eyes, and then he turned his head, nodded lightly at the sweeping monk, and said, "Then what do you mean?"

Hearing Murong Fu's words, a smile crossed the sweeping monk's eyes, and he immediately pulled his palm and said calmly: "Come with me!" After speaking, he took the lead in turning around and walking into the distance, and then, Murong Fu did not hesitate and quickly raised his heels.

When Yao Yue climbed to the middle of the sky, in the distance, two slightly embarrassed figures walked out slowly, from the faces of the two, there was not the slightest excitement or frustration, yes, the two of them didn't say, no one knew who won and who lost in the battle between Murong Fu and the sweeping monk, or no one won!

Looking at the sweeping monk walking back into the hut, and the lonely back in the house, which was a little sad, Murong Fu's face flashed with firmness and ease, and he slowly came to the outside of the hut, pausing slightly

"Since the Buddhist beads have been broken, why do you have to pretend to chant the scriptures......?

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The last two words came into his ears, Murong Bo's body trembled, his eyes opened instantly, and he hurriedly walked outside the hut, the haze here was pierced by the warm sunlight, and the faint smile on Murong Fu's face was fixed in Murong Bo's eyes......

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At the foot of Shaomu Mountain, Murong Fu stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the remote Scripture Pavilion with a smile on his face, behind him, Wang Yuyan, A Bi, Murong Tuo, Murong Ze and others were all looking at his back, although that back was thin, but it had an indescribable affinity.

This affinity comes from his father who finally opened his heart.

Wang Yuyan and A Bi stretched out their soft and delicate jade hands, gently holding Murong Fu's big hand, the smoothness and warmth that came from it made Murong Fu's mood slightly calm, and then he turned his head to look at the two women beside him, although he looked at himself quietly, the tenderness in it could not be concealed.

"Don't worry, I'm fine!" Murong Fu stared into the distance, and after a while, he suddenly said slowly: "Tuo'er, Ze'er, let's go!"

Hearing Murong Fu speak, Murong Tuo, who had been suppressing and not daring to speak, and the two brothers Murong Ze reacted almost instantly, and then immediately rushed to Murong Fu's side, and couldn't wait to ask: "Dad, you and grandfather are competing in martial arts, who wins?"

Regarding the curiosity of the two, Murong Fu smiled indifferently and only said one sentence: "The Buddha said, don't say it, don't say it......"

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Twenty years later, Murong Fu took the two daughters of Wang Yuyan and A Bi, who are still immortal in their youth, and drifted away, and they have never been traced, only in this river and lake, leaving a name of Murong in southern Gusunan that has been passed down from generation to generation for the descendants of the Murong family to pass on from generation to generation, and will not change its color!

At the same time, after Murong Fu and Murong Tuo disappeared, the two brothers found a page of Murong Fu's handwriting in his study, although they were old, they could still clearly see the content on it:

If you ask me, what is a person in the rivers and lakes?

I think it would take me a lifetime to prove it!

If you ask me, what exactly are rivers and lakes?

I think it would take me a lifetime to answer!

ps: Jianghu, flesh and blood are rivers and lakes, the corner spent a full five months, and finally finished writing "Gusunan Murong", the corner always believes that being a man should have a beginning and an end, so the corner has always been working towards this goal, and has been working hard, and I dare not hope how good it is, but from between the lines, it is not difficult to find that the corner is very careful to write again, this is the answer sheet handed over to everyone by the corner......

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