Duan Yu heard the voices of Hatama and the others by the attic of the island, so he cautiously lurked over.

Reaching out and making a small hole in the window paper, he got a full view of the inside.

The people inside were Gu Mozhi, Sun Feiyue, Ah Bi, and a very handsome and dashing son, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, dressed in brocade clothes, and with a sword inlaid with jewels and jade hanging from his waist.

This son is eight feet tall, with a jade tree in the wind, a face like a crown of jade, lips like a pinch, and two eyebrows like a sword.

In particular, his eyes are narrow, and he looks a little arrogant and cold, but on the other hand, this only adds to his noble temperament.

Duan Yu felt a pang in his heart: "Presumably, this person is Murong Fu who is called Gusunan Murong by the Jianghu people, his current cultivation is in the Innate Shidan realm, and he is not a top master, and the reason why the name of Gusunan Murong can be as famous as Beiqiaofeng is actually not his breakthrough, but the result of the efforts of several generations of the Murong family." ”

Originally, Murong Fu was a very controversial figure, and Duan Yu didn't know if this Murong Fu was still like the original book, so he was noncommittal, lurking outside the attic and quietly watching their next move.

I saw that after they greeted for a while, Abi brought tea to the guests and the prince, it was Biluo Spring, it was turquoise, and the tea was like Biluo, and after Gu Mozhi took the teacup, he didn't drink it for a long time.

Because Gu Mozhi was accustomed to drinking bitter tea in Tibet, all the tea he saw was dark brown, and he had never seen such tea, so he suspected that it was poisonous.

However, the five plates of various pastries placed on the table were delicate and beautiful, fragrant, and Gu Mozhi didn't want to make the host suspicious, so he ate a few pieces.

"The master came all the way from Tibet, and the younger generation was unwelcome, I am very sorry, and I ask the master to forgive me. Murong Fu arched his hand and said loudly.

"Murong Gongzi doesn't have to be polite, the little monk and Ling Zun are close friends, this time I came to Jiangnan to pay homage to Yanziwu's participation in Zhuang is really two important things, and I also invite Murong Gongzi to be convenient. "Kumachi clasped his hands together, and said solemnly.

"I want to hear about it. Murong Fu smiled.

"Please also hold back left and right. "Kuma Chi said.

Abi was a clever and clever girl, and she understood what she meant, so she quickly exited the attic.

Gu Mozhi made a very solemn and mysterious look and stepped forward, and said: "The two purposes of the little monk coming here, one is to hear that my best friend Mr. Murong Bo has gone west, this time I specially came from Tubo to worship and sweep the tomb; Shaoshang Sword'. ”

Murong Fu heard this, and was secretly surprised in his heart, but on the surface, he still made a steady appearance of Mount Tai collapsing in front of him and his face did not change.

He was born in a martial arts family, and of course he knew that the six-vein divine sword of the Dali Duan clan was formed with a strong internal force to form an invisible sword qi, which was triggered by the six veins, which can be called the most wonderful swordsmanship in the martial arts. Kumachi actually said that he had obtained some of it, which of course surprised him.

As for the many masters of Tianlong Temple, Gu Mozhi actually has income, Murong Fu is even more interested in Gu Mozhi's strength, this person is not ranked on the Tiangang list, I think it is because he rarely walks around in the rivers and lakes, and even Bai Xiaosheng in the rivers and lakes does not know him.

"It's really gratifying that the seniors actually got some of the six-vein divine swords. However, my father has passed away, and I have no chance to see this wonderful sword spectrum. Murong Fu sighed deeply, in fact, he also wanted to see it, but how could he say this? Who made his behavior be regarded as a so-called humble gentleman?

Gu Mozhi smiled kindly: "Back then, the little monk promised that if Mr. Murong didn't want to go to Tianlong Temple to get the sword book for the sake of face, then the little monk would do it for him, and now he has made a copy of the sword book, and he can choose an auspicious day to be incinerated in front of Mr. Murong's tomb." Presumably, he would also be very pleased to read this Shaoshang Sword of the Six Veins Divine Sword in the Spirit of Heaven. ”

Murong Fu's eyes flashed with a faint light, and he already had some calculations in his heart, but he just pretended to be calm on the surface.

"Of course, incineration of the sword spectrum for the deceased is just for us to seek peace of mind, and this sword spectrum must really find a successor, so as not to be dusty. The little monk is especially pragmatic, so he will teach this sword spectrum to Murong Gongzi, you are extremely talented and highly perceptive, and you should be able to practice this way Shaoshang sword spectrum. Hatama said in a voice.

Duan Yu heard their hypocritical words outside, and he almost couldn't help but vomit, it turned out that many people in the world who looked polite and high-sounding on the surface were actually sinister villains.

Murong Fu smiled and waved his hand: "Master, your wish to go to the tomb is easy to come true, but this sword score is too valuable, and the younger generation will never accept it, otherwise it will be deserved." ”

Gu Mozhi was bent on asking Murong Fu to help him test whether there was any problem with the Shaoshang Fist Spectrum that he had completed, so he couldn't say anything about taking out a scroll from his bag and pressing it into Murong Fu's hand.

The two of them pushed back and forth, and inadvertently made a move, and Gu Mozhi used the Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand, as long as Murong Fu's wrist was caught, then he had to be under his command on this scroll.

Murong Fu used hundreds of martial arts, improvised, and chic, but also passed more than a dozen moves.

Gu Mozhi had no intention of hurting him, and he didn't use all his strength, but the speed of the trick was getting faster and faster, and he inadvertently added some more internal force, and his hands were like dragon claws shuttling, glowing with red light, and the surrounding space was covered with dragon claw traces, which looked shocking.

The shadow of the claws spread, the seats in the attic shattered, and many cracks appeared on the ground and pillars.

Murong Fu didn't even have a chance to draw his sword, and cold sweat was already pouring out of his forehead.

"The little monk persuaded Murong Gongzi to accept this sword book, even if it is like a tiger with wings, and the swordsmanship will be on a higher level in the future, then the name of Gusunan Murong will be even louder. Gu Mozhi suddenly found a flaw in his trick, the dragon claw in his right hand opened the way, and his left hand stuffed the scroll into Murong Fu's arms.

"Seniors are generous, I don't dare to be ashamed!" Murong Fu's eyes flickered, and he became more radiant, and the momentum between his palms became soft and tough.

He actually led the dragon claw gesture from Gu Mozhi's right hand, and then returned the claw shadow after a detour.

Gu Mozhi was caught off guard by this crimson dragon claw shadow hit his right wrist, and he was in some pain, but he couldn't stop because of this, otherwise where would the face of the first generation of grandmasters go?

"Haha, Murong Gongzi was able to dismantle the skills of the little monk for decades for so long at a young age, it is really extraordinary, and your family heirloom has also opened the eyes of the little monk. Kumachi folded his hands and exclaimed.