Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Chapter 11
"I would like to obey Master Abbot's instructions." Murong Fu bowed slightly, saluted, and sat down on the futon in front of Abbot Benyin.

"Mr. Murong acted out of righteousness in today's matter. On behalf of Tianlong Temple, I would like to thank Mr. Murong. In a few hours, the Tubo national teacher will come to our temple. I hope Mr. Murong will show his affection and understand it with reason. The solution is for him, it would be great if he can resolve this fight, but if the Tubo national teacher is obsessed with his obsession, alas."

At the end of the speech, Benyin let out a long sigh, and his expression was gloomy.

Murong Fu naturally knew what Ben Yin didn't say.

These days, all the monks of Tianlong Temple and Emperor Baoding who came here to make up the numbers are all practicing the Six Meridians Excalibur, trying to combine the strength of six people to form a Six Meridian Sword Array, so as to counter Jiumozhi's plundering.

But you don't need to think about it, the power of the Six Meridians Excalibur is reflected in its complicated and varied six sword techniques.

If the power of a single branch is enough, then why didn't the monks of Tianlong Temple practice one of the six branches of the sword early?On the contrary, the strong enemy is about to hit the door, so they come to hug Buddha's feet?
There is only one possibility, that is, the power of a single branch may not be as powerful as a high-grade Yiyang finger.

Out of face considerations, Tianlong Temple used this hastily practiced six-veined sword to fight against such a powerful enemy as Jiumozhi, which can only be said to be a helpless move.After all, people call you to see the Six Meridians Excalibur, but you use a yang finger. Doesn't this mean that you admit that the Six Meridians Excalibur has a false name?
In the final analysis, it is still a matter of face.

Thinking of this, Murong Fu couldn't help but look dark: Isn't the original owner Murong Fu also such a person?
Because of insufficient internal strength, he could not practice at a higher level due to the family-inherited secret knowledge.In order to maintain Gusu Murong's reputation of "using the other's way and giving back to the other body", he went to learn a bunch of third-rate and fourth-rate martial arts such as "Eighteen Ways of the Hatchet" and "Five Tigers Breaking Soul Knife".The result was mixed but not perfect. In the battle of Shaoshi Mountain, he lost to Duan Yu's half-baked Six Meridian Excalibur in front of all the people in the world. He was so ugly that he almost killed himself.
"People in the arena involuntarily."

Thinking of this, Murong Fu didn't pay attention, and blurted out a classic quote from a certain master.I didn't want to but was heard by Duan Yu next to me, and I only heard Duan Yu say hello: "Mr. Murong is really amazing and talented. He is short. It sounds plain at first, but it has a lot of meaning when you taste it carefully. Just like me, I don't want to learn martial arts, but people always force me to learn it. I don't want to make people sad, but Wanmei shed so many sad tears because of me. And me"

Murong Fu looked at the self-talking creature in front of him, annoyed and funny: Listen, is this a human language?In comparison, those hypocritical Versailles of later generations are really weak.

Thinking of this, Murong Fu stroked his forehead with his hands and remained silent.

Seeing that Murong Fu didn't answer, and his face was not very good-looking, Duan Yu asked with concern: "Mr. Murong, what's wrong with you, are you feeling well? Seeing your pale complexion, do you want to ask a doctor to feel your pulse?"

"It's okay, I want to be quiet." Murong Fu turned sideways indiscriminately, with his back to the idiot.

"Who is Jingjing, but which lady's boudoir name? It turns out that Mr. Murong is also a sentimental person, but he and I share the same illness."

Duan Yu scratched his head and said sadly.

Murong Fu: ".
Hey, you ancient man from thousands of years ago, what kind of shitty memes are you playing at the end of the [-]th century?
A villain yelled crazily in Murong Fu's heart.

In this way, time passed quietly.The incense sticks in the Muni Hall have been burned for less than half.Master Ku Rong remained motionless and did not say a word. The five eminent monks of this generation looked dignified and waited for them.Duan Yu dragged Murong Fu to chat with each other, and Murong Fu occasionally popped up a few words about future generations, which aroused Duan Yu's admiration, followed by a long speech, and Murong Fu was confused I can't laugh or cry.

Suddenly, a vague sound came from far and near, and it sounded like some kind of horn.Then, a low-pitched bass came from a distance through the pavilions and pavilions, and reached the Muni Hall: "Kumazhi, a junior from the Tubo Kingdom, has come all the way to see the eminent monks of Tianlong Temple!"

Except for Duan Yu, everyone in the hall was startled by this voice, with shocked expressions on their faces.This skill of urging the sound to form a line, I am afraid that no one here except Master Ku Rong can do it.

Therefore, before the other party arrives, everyone already has three points of fear in their hearts.

Abbot Benyin was about to speak.A majestic voice gushed out from the deepest part of the Buddhist hall, piercing the sky: "The King of Great Wheel Ming is a guest from afar, wait for me to go out to greet him, and show the kindness of the landlord." The whole house seemed to vibrate under this sound After a while, it is the authentic Buddhist stunt lion roar.Murong Fu turned his head to look at a corner of the room, horrified: Is this the strength of Master Ku Rong?Can Murong Fu catch up with this level of internal strength after another 30 years of practice?

Before Murong Fu could recover from the shock, Master Ku Rong stood up abruptly in the corner, and said in an old voice: "Let's go, go and meet this distinguished guest who came from afar."

Everyone in the room hurriedly got up and replied respectfully: "Yes."

So headed by Master Ku Rong, a group of people left the Muni hall in a mighty way, and came to an open high platform.On the high platform, six futons have already been laid out.Wu Ben and Master Kurong sat down one by one. Duan Yu, who had no martial arts skills, was called to sit beside him by Master Kurong.Murong Fu was led by a young novice to sit down in front of a tea table. On the table, all the tea and snacks had already been prepared, so he did not neglect Murong Fu.

After about a cup of tea, a guard of honor approached from a distance in two rows carrying a chariot.

On the walking chariot, a great monk in bright yellow robes, about fifty years old, knelt on the futon, clasped his hands, his face was calm and peaceful, there was faint light flowing around his body, he looked like an eminent monk.

Jiumozhi, one of the Four Heavenly Dragons, appeared in front of Murong Fu.

Without the murderous aura of a master of the rivers and lakes, Jiumozhi gave people the feeling that people couldn't help but want to get close to him and listen to his teachings.

Who would have thought that there was a greedy and vicious heart hidden under such an appearance?
In the guard of honor, those who burn incense and sprinkle water are all available, and they are really full of style.

"The special effects for this appearance cost at least five yuan."

Murong Fu secretly mocked in his heart.

Finally, the chariot was put down, someone took the steps and put them away, the monk stepped on the steps unhurriedly and got off the chariot.The whole process was orderly, without any panic.

The monk went to the high platform where the monks of Tianlong Temple were, and did not go up to the stage, but bowed respectfully: "Little monk Jiumozhi, I have met all the seniors of Tianlong Temple."

(End of this chapter)