I am cultivating immortals in the martial arts world

Chapter 59 Murong Fu Was Beaten and Cried

"Hey, the Taoist priest said so, so it must be so..."

Jiumozhi coughed. He was about to refute a few words, but when he saw Lin Dong's face eager to try, for some reason, he dared not open his mouth to refute.

"Master really agrees?"

Lin Dong grabbed Jiumozhi's shoulder with excitement, and after shaking it back and forth several times, he turned his hands away with surprise and said, "When we fought just now, Pindao discovered the great talent of the master, if he can stay Help the poor, I think this martial art should be able to spread to the frontier soon.

By that time, there is a high probability that the people in the frontier will not be bullied anymore. "

I do not want to!

Who said I said yes?

Jiumozhi's face was contorted, his eyes were full of determination, as if he was saying that even if he was killed, he would definitely not help if he was slapped to death here.

"Is the master willing to help?"

Lin Dong turned his head, and the surprise had not subsided, he slowly raised his hand and said: "Of course, Pindao will never force the master, if the master is not willing, it means that the martial arts master does not approve of it."

Jiumozhi was about to nod slowly, but what Lin Dong said next made him stiffen.

"If you don't agree, it means that the way is different and you don't conspire with each other. There is an ancient saying in China that says, if it is not my race, the heart must be different. The master is a monk. If you disagree, it means that you will leak this matter go out."

"If that's the case, Pindao will have no choice but to ruthlessly kill him."

At this point, Lin Dong raised his finger and shot it to the wall next to Jiumozhi with a sneer.

"Amitabha, the long talk has come to this point, how can the poor monk refuse?"

Jiumozhi said flatteringly: "I believe that a person as high-spirited and upright as the Taoist priest will not kill innocent people indiscriminately, especially when dealing with fellow Taoists."

"That's natural."

Lin Dong nodded again and again, took a booklet and handed it to Jiumozhi, saying: "Master, please write down the pen now, as long as you write down some vicious moves that are suitable for wide spread, Pindao will be the master." leave."

"I don't know what Master wants?"

"Little monk, I am willing to do my part for the people in the frontier..."

"Master is indeed merciful."

"Dao, Taoist priests never kill innocent people indiscriminately, I admire you."

"Hahahaha, the master is absurd!"

……

After what happened that day, Jiumozhi stayed obediently.

For a while, he honestly described some vicious moves in his memory.

Of course, it's not that he didn't try to escape during this period.

But every time he escaped, Lin Dong would immediately know about it. Regardless of whether Lin Dong was in the Langhuan Jade Cave or not, he could easily catch Jiumozhi as if he had clairvoyance.

After running a few times and finding that there was really no hope of escaping, Jiumozhi could only stay obediently.

After all, he didn't want to die.

And he wants revenge.

The current shame, sooner or later in the future, he will let this Taoist priest repay it.

Sooner or later!

On the other side, Lin Dong handed over the first form of the half-rolled Fengshen legs to the Murong family, in exchange for a large number of basic exercises and basic knowledge.

Regarding this, Murong Fu was not surprised or angry at all, on the contrary he was very happy.

Because he knew very well that even if it was just this half way, it would be enough to keep his son from being exposed after he became famous in the south.

Yes, Murong Bo was already ready to pave the way for Murong Fu.

He will defeat all kinds of masters with the power of the stars, secretly put all these things on Murong Fu.

This is actually the truth of the original.

Qiao Feng became famous in the north, mainly because he went deep into dangerous places several times to investigate the news, and he was worshiped by some Liao people with brains full of muscles, so he has a great reputation.

In addition, the Henan area happened to be the residence of the head of the Beggar Clan, and most of the Beggar Clan disciples were active here and in the Anhui area.

Hence, if Qiao Feng wants to become famous, it is indeed a bit difficult in the north, but in Henan and Anhui, as long as he has some ability under his command, coupled with the spread of the Beggar Clan, he can quickly become famous.

In fact, the same is true for Murong Fu, his reputation is basically spread with the help of Murong Bo.

That's why, Qiao Feng became more and more fierce later on, no matter who he faced, he would not lose the wind.

On the other hand, Murong Fu has gradually weakened. Starting from Jiumozhi and the Four Great Evil Men, he has become as if he can be bullied by everyone.

Because Qiao Feng was killed with real swords and guns, there may have been some coincidences at first, but it is not possible for everyone to be admired by a group of people who have grown muscles in their brains.

It was much better for Murong Fu, he had a good father who was stealthily taking action, and after a few times, he easily established the reputation of repaying him with his own way.

Closer to home.

a month later.

Jiumozhi handed out the brochure cautiously: "These are the experiences I have accumulated over the years, and they may be helpful to your martial arts master..."

He really didn't hide anything.

If it was the Flame Knife and the martial arts he stole from Shaolin Temple, he really wouldn't just leak it out.

However, if it was just some basic martial arts, he really didn't dare to hide it.

After flipping through a few pages casually, Lin Dong bowed solemnly to Jiumozhi: "Master is indeed a master. If you don't mention these martial arts moves, I'm afraid I won't be able to think of them even if I have exhausted all my mind."

Jiumozhi forced a smile and said, "Hehe, since the martial art has been written, I wonder if the little monk can leave?"

"Of course, of course."

Lin Dong nodded quickly, and said with a smile: "Master wants to leave, how can the poor Taoist stop it? But you still seem to be wounded, so it doesn't matter?"

"It's all right, I'm a strong monk, this little injury is nothing. Cough!"

"Master, you are vomiting blood."

"Let the Daoist laugh, our Tubo way of practice is like this, and we will get used to it."

"Is that so? It's amazing."

"Farewell, little monk, cough!"

"Master, you are vomiting blood again."

"In a land of barbarians, the cultivation technique is so weird, the Taoist priest doesn't need to worry about it."

"Is it so miraculous? If that's the case, please do it, Master."

"Thank you."

……

"Master, my father really went to Luoyang area, you guessed it right..."

A few days later, Lin Dong took out the martial arts book with a happy face, and was about to hand it to Duan Yu when he heard the news.

"All of this is caused by doom, Yu'er, you don't have to worry too much."

Lin Dong really didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only say something casually, and then handed over the untitled martial arts book: "You must learn this martial arts book, it will definitely bring you Earth-shaking changes."

"is it?"

Duan Yu was overjoyed and temporarily forgot about his flirtatious father, he was used to it anyway.

However, after reading a few articles, he got goosebumps all over his body, and said to Lin Dong cautiously, "Master, you, is your martial arts cheat book really that good?"

"You child, can you still lie to you as a teacher?"

Lin Dong pretended to be angry.

Duan Yu didn't dare to say any more, and silently began to learn the techniques of the moves above.

In just two days, he learned everything.

On the day he finished his studies, Duan Yudang even beat Murong Fu who Murong Bo sent with an excuse and cried.

In fact, he can't be blamed for this, because Murong Fu got the instruction from his mother that he must secretly learn Duan Yu's moves.

If you want to learn secretly, you have to fight constantly.

Ever since, when Duan Yu used a move that was more poisonous than the other, Murong, who couldn't let go of it at all, lost again.

Lost badly.

He cried on the spot, crying so loudly that even Murong Bo was summoned.

But he didn't dare to show up, he watched silently, wondering if this son was a little too weak.

(End of this chapter)