Jiumozhi flashed and came to Murong Fu's side. After tapping several large acupoints with his fingers, he said, "Fortunately, Mr. Murong, you escaped in time. It would have been troublesome if the wound had been a little farther away."
Murong Fu understood that if the wound was a little off, it would reach the Dantian. If the Dantian was injured, he would be disabled.
With the help of the power of Bao BuTong and Feng BoEi, Murong Fu gritted his teeth and endured the pain, stood up, and said to Lu Qingyun: "Today's gift, Gusu Murong will definitely return it in the future!"
"You are welcome at any time. As long as you dare to come, I dare to send you to get scriptures!"
Lu Qingyun is so proud!
Murong Fu threw away his supporting hands, took a deep breath, and walked towards the exit of the valley.
After leaving the valley, Bao BuTong and Feng BoE quickly stepped forward to help him again. This time Murong Fu did not refuse.
"Let's send my cousin back to Mantuo Villa first."
The injuries on his body were not fatal, and he could just rest for a while, but with his cousin Wang Yuyan by his side, he had to concentrate on taking care of her, and he couldn't let go.
"Cousin, I won't go back."
Wang Yuyan said a little stubbornly.
"Be obedient, cousin. Now that the Central Plains is in chaos, Jiangnan is at peace. Now I am injured and cannot take care of you. If you have an accident, how will I explain it to my aunt!"
His aunt had a disdain for the Murong family, so she didn't look good every time she went there.
My cousin ran away from Mantu Villa selfishly, and my aunt will definitely blame him.
"Miss Wang, the young master is injured, and it will be very inconvenient for you to take him with you."
Bao BuTong interrupted.
Wang Yuyan turned a deaf ear and mist appeared in her eyes. She looked at Murong Fu and said, "Cousin, you dislike me."
"Cousin, you misunderstood. How could my cousin dislike you? My cousin promises you that he will go to Mantuo Villa to see you as soon as he finishes his important work."
Murong Fu knew that his cousin had a deep affection for him, but the Murong family took it as their own duty to help Dayan, so they could only put aside the matter of their children's long-term love.
When the restoration of the country is successful, I will definitely repay my cousin's affection.
Wang Yuyan didn't want to make Murong Fu angry, so she had no choice but to nod in agreement.
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Xu Zhu woke up.
Looking at Wu Yazi, who was lying flat in front of him, he took a deep breath and died. He didn't know what to do for a while.
He hurriedly put his hands together and chanted: "Namo Amitabha, Namo Amitabha, I pray that Amitabha, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, and Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva will guide the old gentleman to be reborn in the Western Paradise."
Thinking of the scene of senior Wu Yazi teaching his martial arts before he fell into coma, he felt a sigh of relief in his heart.
"Amitabha, sin, sin! If I don't kill Bo Ren, he will die because of me."
They had only been in contact for less than an hour, so they could only be regarded as strangers.
But with Wu Yazi's skill in his body, he seemed to be a lot closer to her.
The grace of imparting karma and merit made Xu Zhu kneel down on the ground and bowed several times to Wu Yazi's body.
"Old senior, this young monk cannot repay you for your kindness in teaching me kung fu. I can only express my feelings with a stick of fragrance every day. It is absolutely impossible for me to become your disciple. I am still a Shaolin disciple."
After saying that, he stood up, carried Wu Yazi to the bed, and bowed.
After getting out of the hole and walking out of the room, he saw Su Xinghe looking at him seriously.
"Mr. Su, what's wrong with the young monk?"
"Mr. Xu Zhu, please come with me."
Su Xinghe grabbed Xu Zhu's hand and walked into the house. He turned back to the Eight Friends of Hangu and said, "You guys should follow me too."
When he came to Wu Yazi's bed, Xu Zhu sat down next to Wu Yazi.
Su Xinghe suddenly knelt down to Xu Zhu with all his clothes on.
"Su Xinghe, an unscrupulous disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, pays homage to the new leader of the sect."
The master has bowed, and the apprentice must also bow. The eight friends of Hangu knelt down quickly.
"See Master Master."
Xu Zhu shivered in fright and rolled down from the bed. He stretched out his hands to help Su Xinghe up.
Although he had Wu Yazi's skills for more than thirty years, he still hadn't learned how to use them and couldn't help Su Xinghe, who was kneeling in worship.
"Senior Su, how can you give such a great gift!"
"Junior brother, you are my master's close disciple and the leader of our sect. Although I am a senior brother, I still want to kowtow to you!"
"But the young monk is a Shaolin disciple, how can he be the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect?"
"Junior brother, the leader, still doesn't admit it, but the Seven Treasures Ring you are wearing on your hand is the leader's token of the Xiaoyao Sect."
"This..." Xu Zhu scratched his bald head and didn't understand why the Seven Treasures Ring was on his finger.
I thought to myself: Could it be that senior Wu Yazi brought him up while he was unconscious?
But he is a Shaolin disciple, how can he be the leader of Xiaoyao Sect!
"How about you become the leader of Xiaoyao Sect?"
Xu Zhu made a gesture to take off the Seven Treasures Ring and hand it to Su Xinghe.
"Junior brother, you must not do this. If you insist on doing this, Su Xinghe will die in front of you!"
"But..."
Xu Zhu wanted to continue to defend, but Su Xinghe said first: "Junior brother, Master put the Seven Treasures Ring on your hand. You have his approval. This can never be wrong!"
"But I don't know how this Seven Treasures Ring got into my hands."
"When I grabbed my junior brother's hand just now, I realized that there is no Shaolin internal power in his body, only the internal power of my Xiaoyao sect. This can't be fake, right?"
Xu Zhu secretly thought that something was wrong. Before passing on the skills, Senior Wu Yazi had already transformed his Shaolin internal skills.
Now that I have been caught in a shortcoming, I can’t deny it even if I want to!
A sudden and strange smile appeared on Su Xinghe's face, and then he fell to the ground softly.
"Master!"
The miracle doctor Xue Muhua hurriedly stepped forward and placed three fingers on Su Xinghe's pulse.
"Mr. Su, what's going on?"
Xu Zhu also didn't expect that Su Xinghe suddenly smiled strangely and fell to the ground while he was talking nicely.
"Uncle Master, Master was poisoned by Ding Chunqiu's Sanxiao Xiaoyao Powder and is now dead from the poison."
Xue Muhua looked sad.
"Master!"
Each of Hangu's eight friends touched their heads to the ground and cried bitterly.
"Amitabha."
Xu Zhu chanted the Buddha's name and carried Su Xinghe onto the bed.
The eight friends of Hangu kowtowed to Su Xinghe's body again, stood up, and rushed out one by one.
When they came outside the house, Hangu's eight friends yelled at Ding Chunqiu.
"Ding Chunqiu, you are so despicable! You actually used Three Smiles and Happy Powder to harm Master!"
"It's just Three Smiles, what can you do to me?"
Ding Chunqiu twitched his eyebrows proudly.
"Yeah?"
Lu Qingyun, who was ready to take revenge, used his toes to lift his body into the air, used his inner strength to strike with a palm.
Ding Chunqiu saw that the opportunity was not good, and hid among the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect. He waved his cattail leaf fan, and he slapped more than a dozen disciples towards Lu Qingyun.
Lu Qingyun did not dodge, and thrust out both palms. The Xingxiu sect member who turned into a poisonous corpse was shattered into pieces by the force of the palms.
The Eight Friends of Hangu rushed over with all kinds of weapons.
Ding Chunqiu smiled disdainfully and waved the cattail leaf fan again, and several more disciples were slapped out by him.
Lu Qingyun used both palms to push out and destroy the poisonous corpse, and he also rushed into the Xingxiu sect and killed Ding Chunqiu.
The disciples of the Xingxiu Sect dropped the gongs and drums in their hands and fled westward in panic, leaving only Ding Chunqiu alone.
Lu Qingyun slapped him with a palm, and Ding Chunqiu used his palm to resist.
