PFC Chapter 147 Murong Father and Son's Conspiracy
Chapter 147 Murong Father and Son's Conspiracy
Chapter 147 Murong Father and Son's Conspiracy
"Although this exercise is exquisite, it is also very evil."
Murong Bodao, with his eyesight, it is not difficult to see that the records in this practice are actually a bit deceptive.
As long as people in the martial arts see it, they will definitely not be able to help it, and they will not be able to help but want to practice, unless they have great willpower, they will be able to restrain it.
He guessed that the reason why Murong Fu was moved was not only his own reasons, but also the factors of this exercise.
The person who gave Fu'er this exercise must have no good intentions!
Murong Bo felt a slight killing intent in his heart.
It was that person who made Murong's family almost extinct. If he hadn't faked his death many years ago, but had really died like this, after Murong Fu, their Dayan royal family would have vanished.
But fortunately, there is still a possibility of redemption.
Just now... what Fu'er said just now, it's not...it's not that I can't...accept...
Thinking in his heart, Murong Bo didn't show anything on his face, he just looked at Murong Fu with a slightly icy aura around him.
Murong Fu smiled silently, with bitterness in his smile, apparently...he also thought of it, there is no such thing as good without a reason in the world, although this practice made him realize the innate beauty, it also harmed him.
"The person who gave the child the secret book is a man named Su Daochen. He is the master of Lingjiu Palace in Tianshan Mountain. His skills are rare in the world."
"The one who forced you off the cliff?"
Murong Bo's words became colder and colder. Seeing his son nodding, the anger in his heart seemed to burst out in an instant.
Alright, it's you who are harming my Murong family, new and old grudges, and you have to settle it in the future!
He recalled that handsome and elegant figure in his mind, wishing to cut him a thousand times.
Before, if he hadn't been worried about Fu'er's injury and needed medical treatment, he would have gone up and fought that person desperately.
"Father... that person is very powerful. I think we should take a long-term approach when dealing with him."
Murong Fu said, recalling Su Daochen's appearance, there was a slight fear in his eyes.
Ever since he was defeated by him, there was a shadow in Murong Fu's heart, to be precise, he lost his heart.
I just feel that this person is too strong, no matter what I do, I will never be an opponent.
Even if it is innate.
"It's okay."
Murong Bo waved his hand, "I have also seen his strength from afar, although he is considered strong in the innate realm, he may not be able to easily deal with Weifu.
The gap between us should be in the distance. "
Before, he had also seen the scene where Su Daochen defeated his son, but he thought that he could do it.
After all, my son has just stepped into innate talent.
Although that person is strong, he doesn't know the realm of his ancestor Murong Longcheng, as long as he doesn't reach that level, he thinks he can still deal with it.
Seeing how confident his father was, Murong Fu opened his mouth and wanted to say more, but after a while, he still sighed.
Dad, he won't listen, his father is very arrogant, just like him before.
It was even said that not only them, but the entire Murong family had an arrogance in their bones, an arrogance that belonged to the royal family.
"We still need to make more preparations." Murong Fu was silent for a while, and then said: "Just in case, there will be no mistakes, that person's martial arts are very high, it's always better to be cautious."
Murong Bo frowned slightly, he could tell that his son's energy seemed to have been emptied, to put it more seriously, his state of mind was no longer as perfect as before, but had flaws.
And being hostile to others, the influence of mentality is even greater. If Fu'er really becomes a little conservative and unconfident because of this, then it is inevitable that he will become hesitant when making a move, and will no longer be as decisive and quick as before.
In this way, Fu'er's martial arts will be weakened by at least several percent at once.
This is also the reason why people like them in the martial arts can't leave flaws and shadows in their hearts. If it is serious, even the breakthrough will be affected.
Thinking of this, Murong Bo's dislike for Su Daochen increased a bit. It seems that when he subdues that person in the future, Fu'er should be the killer. Only in this way... can he get rid of the haze in his heart.
"I heard that this person once helped the North Qiaofeng people deal with the beggar gang. Maybe we can do something in this regard."
Murong Bo thought for a while, and said.
Since Fu'er wanted to be cautious, he still made a plan.
"Then Qiao Feng... oh no, it should be Xiao Feng, that Xiao Feng is from the Khitan, he is their great enemy of the Song people, that one named Su Daochen, who went to help the Khitan people against the Song people, that is the enemy in the martial arts.
As long as someone is willing to take the lead, there must be many passionate Jianghu people willing to attack him.
At that time, we can take the opportunity to make some plans. "
"But...Dad, who is willing to take the lead?" Murong Fu frowned slightly, "The person taking the lead must have extremely high martial arts skills and must be a famous martial artist, otherwise ordinary people will not give up this face."
"My child is definitely not good. The old monster defeated me and I jumped off the cliff. I am afraid that in his heart, my child is already dead.
In this case, he will relax his vigilance, it is better for the child to be in the dark than in the light. "
"Yeah, who will take the lead." Murong Bo rubbed his chin, lost in thought, "If you say martial arts is the most famous, the abbot of Shaolin is the first.
But...in the early years..."
Speaking of this, he couldn't help being a little embarrassed. Just 30 years ago, he spread the false news that the people of Liao Kingdom wanted to steal the martial arts of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and it was the abbot of Shaolin who made the move. He summoned all the martial arts people to fight to the death at Yanmen Pass. He really lost a lot people.
Now it seems that this matter has been exposed, and he can't do anything anymore.
It was even said that as long as Xuanci knew that he was still alive in this world, he probably wished to crush him, let alone help.
So... the abbot of Shaolin is also not allowed.
But besides him, who else can call on the people in the martial arts to deal with the devil who colluded with the Liao people?
For a moment, Murong Bo fell into deep thought.
At this moment, a soft drink echoed in my ears:
"Mr. Murong is there?
The young monk Jiumozhi came to visit. "
Hearing this voice, Murong Bo was stunned, how did he find it?
On the side, Murong Fu was also surprised, is it that great monk?
The father and son looked at each other, Murong Bo opened the door silently, only to see a figure appearing not far in front of him.
Clothed with straw shoes, with a jade-like face, and a gentle aura on his face.
This person is the Tubo national teacher, Jiumozhi.
"Old Mr. Murong, you have deceived me so much."
Jiumozhi looked at him, and said slowly, it could be heard that there was a lingering coldness in his words.
This... made Murong Bo vigilant, and his true qi was also circulating.
"It's true, Master, long time no see."
He also smiled.
(End of this chapter)