Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

The three of them walked for who knows how many days, but still could not see a way out.

This made Murong Fu exclaim: It would be great if I could just raise an eagle.

What's the use of the sculpture? Hanwan asked disdainfully.

Murong Fu chuckled: The eagle is of great use and can take you to heaven.

Hmph, how big of an eagle can drag you and me? Huanhua rolled her eyes at Murong Fu in annoyance.

Shi Feixuan smiled secretly and didn't interrupt.

These two people were like enemies, bickering all day long.

Just as Murong Fu was about to retort, he suddenly heard a rustle of footsteps not far away, and immediately raised his hand to signal: Shh, there's someone there!

Huanwan and Shi Feixuan are both top-notch masters. Needless to say, they know how to conceal themselves immediately.

Huh? Young man, you actually discovered the old way?

A lively joking voice reached Murong Fu's ears, making the latter freeze up in fright.

Then, an immortal Taoist with a kind and old face slowly walked out three feet away.

Murong Fu suddenly had beads of sweat on his forehead, because what he found was not him, but another group of people far away.

My lord Murong Fu, I don't know any of my predecessors who would like to forgive me.

Murong Fu? Are you the junior who was hunted down by the Yuan Kingdom's Imperial Master earlier? the old Taoist asked.

Murong Fu nodded: That's right.

Old Taoist Zhang Sanfeng. The old Taoist introduced himself with a slight smile.

Murong Fu, Shi Fei Xuan, and Huan Huan were all shocked at the same time, and hurriedly saluted: Junior, I have met Zhenren Zhang.

Haha, no need to be polite. I came here to take a look below. I don't know what caused the thunderbolt to fall. Do you guys know the reason?

Murong Fu thought for a moment and then told the story about Huo Gong Toutuo.

Unity of man and nature?

Zhang Sanfeng gently stroked his white beard, remained silent for a moment, and sighed: He may have gone the wrong way.

Going the wrong way? Murong Fu looked at the other party with a puzzled expression.

Zhang Sanfeng glanced at Murong Fu and said:

Little brother, you are now as strong as my disciples, so it doesn't hurt to tell you this.

Murong Fu quickly saluted and said, Junior, I am all ears.

Zhang Sanfeng nodded: In the world, warriors are divided into third-rate, second-rate, and first-rate.

On top of it is what the Grand Master, the Grand Master, and your master call the unity of heaven and man.

Is there anything wrong with Master Zhang? The master said so too, Shi Feixuan said.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled softly and said: You are right to say it is wrong, and you are wrong to say it is right. As far as I know, there is a connection between life and death in Cihang Jingzhai's exercises.

The real person is right, but he said this. Shi Feixuan nodded and replied.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and praised: That's quite refreshing, little girl. In fact, according to my many years of understanding, a breath of energy is needed between the great master and the unity of heaven and man.

A breath of air? Everyone was surprised.

Zhang Sanfeng said: Yes, this Qi can be called innate Qi. It can make a person's physique become extraordinary, not to mention rejuvenating, but it can also surpass ordinary people.

this…

Shi Feixuan and Huan Huan frowned at the same time. Their two factions did have records in this regard, but they were very vague.

Murong Fu was more straightforward: Master, I wonder how to obtain this innate energy?

Some skills can be derived, and those who are destined can also obtain them between heaven and earth. Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile.

Kung Fu?

Murong Fu was overjoyed, Young master, I have nothing but a lot of skills. He saluted and said, Please give me some advice from Master Zhang.

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes lit up, because he saw the confidence in Murong Fu's eyes: As far as the Taoist knows, Quanzhen's innate skills are the most direct.

The second is the immortality and eternity technique of the Xiaoyao sect, and the secret of longevity written by Guangchengzi.

I have more or less dabbled in other martial arts principles, and the rest depends on personal opportunities. Zhang Sanfeng did not hide anything for himself, and taught everything to everyone like an elder.

Huanwan asked curiously: Then how to absorb the innate Qi in nature?

Haha, I don't know either. Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly and shook his head.

The three of them looked at each other with their own thoughts. After a few breaths, another group of people wearing Taoist uniforms came running.

Master, your speed is really getting faster and faster. My disciple, I really can't catch up with you. A Taoist priest who seemed to be somewhat modest and elegant said.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said: Yuanqiao, you should practice more.

Master, practice again, practice again. The Taoist smiled.

Huanwen whispered: So he is the pretty boy's father of Song Qingshu, 'Jade Faced Mengchang'.

Master Feixuan rolled her eyes at her and whispered, Don't talk nonsense. This is Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, Song Daxia.

Haha, being a hero or not is just a false name. Song Yuanqiao said with a smile.

Murong Fu's mind sank. He thought of what he had said before in front of Huo Gong Toutuo's grave, and suddenly took a step forward and said:

I, Murong Fu, would like to ask Master Song for some advice.

Um?

Song Yuanqiao was stunned. He didn't expect that the handsome young man in front of him would challenge him.

Not only did he not expect it, but even Master Fei Xuan and Huan Huan were also surprised.

Based on their understanding of Murong Fu, they knew that he always avoided trouble and never caused trouble.

Unexpectedly, he would challenge Song Yuanqiao verbally.

Moreover, it was still in front of Zhang Sanfeng.

Song Yuanqiao wanted to refuse, but he heard Zhang Sanfeng say: Yuanqiao, I haven't seen you take action for a long time, so let's learn from Mr. Murong.

Okay, since Master, you want to watch, I will have a fight with this little brother. Song Yuanqiao did not refuse and made a gesture of invitation.

Murong Fu was not polite, he used the Nine Yang Manual and punched Song Yuanqiao.

The force is strong and heavy, giving people a strong oppressive force.

Nine Yang Manual!

Song Yuanqiao was shocked and recognized the source of Murong Fu's energy at a glance.

Not daring to neglect, he quickly used Wudang's unique skills, Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu and Tai Chi. .

The palm technique is curved into a circle, and the strength is built in and fierce.

The appearance is soft and soft, and the burst is quick and fast.

Hard and soft, fast but not chaotic, slow but continuous.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

…

Murong Fu punched Song Yuanqiao one after another, but he easily deflected them.

He's not in a hurry, still.

The punches hit the flesh, like an angry tiger.

When Huanwan saw this, he cursed the idiot: Why doesn't he make the Murong family's secret knowledge change?

Hush, sir, he has his own plans. Shi Feixuan looked nervously.

Song Yuanqiao's martial arts level was at least the peak of a grandmaster.

Murong Fu may not be able to win this battle well.

Huanwan was stunned and asked, What did you call him?

My husband...

Only then did Shi Feixuan realize that they had already walked out of the bottom of the cliff.

But he didn't react for a while.

He quickly changed his words: Mr. Murong.

Song Yuanqiao heard the conversation between the two women and was also curious: So you are Nan Murong, why don't you change the situation? Do you think you don't like me?

Murong Fu didn't say anything, he mobilized his whole body's inner strength and moved his true energy to his fists.

He jumped forward suddenly, and a dragon roar roared from within.

The bombardment hit the place where Song Yuanqiao's boxing skills were exhausted.

Song Yuanqiao's eyes lit up and he laughed loudly: Since my little brother wants to compete with me in terms of internal strength, I will help you!