I, Murong Fu, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 101 114, the Great Disciple of the Opening of the Heavenly Gate, Dugufeng!

"The Dugu valve..."

In the woods, Murong Fu stepped on the snow without a trace, walking among the pines and cypresses.

He intends to recruit disciples and cultivate influence, one is to find the catalog of the God of War, and the other is to stir up the situation in the chaotic world of the end of the Sui Dynasty in the future, control the future direction, and harvest the origin.

For ordinary warriors to accept apprentices, the disciples of the elite, especially the disciples of the top elite, are actually not suitable candidates for disciples.

The family background is too high.

In this world, the legitimate sons and daughters of top families are comparable to princes and princesses.

They are born with too much, too many opportunities, and they are coerced by their families. Even if they worship someone as their teacher, it is difficult for them to be absolutely loyal to their teacher.

But Murong Fu is of course different from ordinary warriors.

With his means, he is sure to make his disciples obey him.

And the resources mastered by the descendants of the powerful family are also extremely beneficial to his future plans.

Furthermore, although the little girl Dugufeng is a very beloved daughter-in-law, since she is a girl, the future core interests of the Dugu Clan have nothing to do with her, it all belongs to her brother Dugu Ce.

Her natural aptitude is indeed excellent, after just a few years, she will surpass her elder brother and father, and become the second expert of the Dugu Clan after Old Madam You, among the younger generation, she is also an outstanding expert.

And with extraordinary courage...

Thinking that Dugufeng came here alone to "catch ghosts" and never panicked after seeing the "fairy" as tall as a three-story building, Murong Fu couldn't help but smile:
"Bold and bold girl... She has excellent qualifications and courage, so she can be my first disciple here in this world. However, a door-to-door transaction is not a transaction. Since I have rejected my offer, if you want to join my sect again, But it's not that easy. Let me see how determined you really are!"

Murong Fu soon saw Dugufeng's "determination".

After dark.

The little girl slipped into the pine forest where she saw Murong Fu's "real body" alone, holding a big wooden sign in her hand and a huge package on her shoulder.

She stood the wooden sign in the snow, opened the package again, took out dried beef and mutton, and candied fruits, and placed them in front of the wooden sign.

He took out three sticks of incense sticks and lit them, and put them in front of the wooden sign.

Afterwards, he knelt down in front of the wooden sign, clasped his hands together, and muttered:

"Save the suffering, the most holy, the most benevolent Zhenhai Fumo Xianjun, Feng'er knows that he is wrong, and should not bargain with you, so you come out and meet me! Feng'er is willing to worship you as a teacher, and I will give you old age and die..."

"..."

Not far away, standing under a big pine tree, Murong Fu couldn't laugh or cry.

The little girl actually made a memorial tablet with his honorary title engraved on it, and also placed tributes in worship, but this prayer is a bit outrageous.

Do immortals need someone to take care of them?Are you not a pure curse?
Murong Fu looked at the little girl who was earnestly paying respects angrily and amusedly, and said to himself that if you were a stingy god, with your set of worship words, you would never see her again.No matter how narrow-minded you are, you can't say it, and I will give you a retribution.

At this time, the little girl paid homage, and took out a jug and two wine glasses:

"By the way, Master, Feng'er brought wine, let me toast you first..."

Well, this is called the master.

The little girl poured two glasses of wine, put one glass in front of the memorial tablet, picked up the other wine glass by herself, lightly touched the wine glass in front of the tablet, and said grandly:
"Students do it first and then respect it!"

Taking a sip, he drank the wine in the glass, followed by smacking his small mouth, and poured himself another glass:
"Master, this disciple was so disrespectful earlier, I'll punish myself with three cups!"

slid~
She really drank three glasses in one breath, then put down the wine glass with a blushing face, hiccupped lightly, looked at the tablet and said solemnly:

"Master, have you received the disciple's sincerity?"

Murong Fu rolled his eyes secretly, thinking that your sincerity is really limited, I even suspect that you are just looking for an excuse to drink.

Just as she was thinking, Dugufeng poured herself another cup and said:

"The wine has just been warmed, and it won't taste good when it's cold! Master, Feng'er will have a good drink with you!"

Ziliu, drank another cup.

When he was done, he picked up a piece of dried meat from the tribute and threw it into his mouth, chewed it a few times with puffy cheeks, and then swallowed it with the wine.

In this way, Dugufeng ate and drank, and soon drank a pot of wine completely.

Looking at the wine glass in front of the memorial tablet for the last time, the little girl suddenly opened her drunken eyes and said:

"Master, why don't you come to drink? Do you think the disciple is not sincere enough? Well, Feng'er will kneel here until you finish the drink!"

As he spoke, he knelt straight in front of the memorial tablet, staring at the wine glass with wide-eyed eyes.

Murong Fu shook his head amusedly, he was sure that the little girl came here just to find an excuse to drink, and was about to turn around and leave when another thought occurred to her, and she thought to herself:

"I'd like to see how sincere you can be if you can't afford to kneel..."

Then continue to stay here to observe.

Then he really saw Dugufeng's resilience.

The little girl, who was already a little bit drunk, knelt upright in the snow. After half an hour passed, the snow under her knees gradually melted, soaking her trouser legs, but she still remained motionless.

Another half an hour passed, and there was a heavy snowfall in the sky. Soon, the little girl was covered all over, but she was still motionless.

Kneeling for more than two hours in one breath, until midnight was approaching, a faint voice came:
"Miss! Miss..."

Dugufeng, whose hair and body were covered with snow, looked like a little snowman, trembled slightly, and whispered:
"Master, my family is looking for me! Feng'er has to go back, and I will come to worship you tomorrow night!"

After speaking, with a wave of true energy, the snow fell all over his body, and he put away the tribute wine pot.When collecting the wine glass, seeing that the glass of wine in front of the memorial tablet was still dripping, he picked it up and drank it clean in one gulp, and then explained seriously:
"The master has something to do, and the disciple will do his best. The master doesn't seem to like drinking, but it doesn't matter, there will be a drinking game in the future, and Feng'er will do the job of blocking the drinking!"

After speaking, he stood up, patted his trouser legs that were soaked below his knees, pulled out the tablet, and walked to a pine tree with his arms in his arms.

Kneeling for a long time, her knees and calves were soaked in ice water again. Although her internal strength is already extraordinary, her steps gradually became stiff and faltering.

Murong Fu's consciousness swept across her knees and calves, seeing that it was just a slight blockage of qi and blood, it was not particularly serious, and it would be cured after a while of zhenqi circulation, so he didn't try to clear her qi and blood, just looked at her silently.

The little girl buried the tablet in the snow under the tree and walked towards the outside of the forest. When she was about to leave the forest, she turned around and bowed to the forest, saying: "Goodbye, Master!"

Only then did he walk out of the woods with gradually lighter steps.

……

The next day, after dark.

The little girl carried a big package on her back and flied into the pine forest with light kung fu.

"Master, I'm here again!"

She dug out the tablet from the snow and placed it in order, unwrapped the package, placed the offerings one by one, lit incense sticks, paid homage to the tablet, took out a jug of wine and two wine glasses, and said cheerfully:
"Master, Feng'er is here to drink with you again! What I brought today is the imperial tribute wine! It's delicious!"

Murong Fu stood in the distance, looking at the little girl amusedly, and saw that she quickly finished the pot of wine with the tribute.

This time the alcohol seems to be stronger.

After Dugufeng finished drinking, her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were very hazy. She staggered and knelt for a while, then fell headfirst into the snow, and then...

She just fell asleep.

His body was arched like an ostrich, his whole face was buried in the snow, Murong Fu couldn't help but be amazed that he could still sleep.

With a sweep of consciousness, he saw that her breathing was even and long, her mouth and nose were not blocked by snow, and there was no danger of suffocation, so Murong Fu ignored her.But she herself woke up quickly, put her hands on the ground, pulled her face out of the snow, wiped the snow foam off her face, and smiled shyly:
"Oh, I accidentally fell asleep just now... Master, don't blame me, Feng'er didn't expect that Yuci Gongjiu is so powerful..."

As she said that, she tried her best to maintain a straight kneeling posture, but her body still swayed involuntarily, so she simply grabbed a handful of snow, washed her face with the snow, and finally regained her spirits and knelt firmly.

This kneeling lasted for more than two hours, until midnight, when a boy's call sounded outside:
"Feng'er, Feng'er!"

Only then did Dugufeng whisper to the tablet: "Master, I'll come back tomorrow."

After speaking, he stood up, patted his trouser legs soaked in snow, cleaned up the field, and left the woods.

Soon, there was a faint voice of dialogue outside the forest:
"Feng'er, why are you running into this pine forest again? Isn't there something interesting in there?"

"No! I'm practicing inside."

"Practice?"

"That's right, practicing light kung fu. You see, my trouser legs are all wet, it's from practicing light kung fu in the snow."

"Girls, why do you have to practice so hard?"

"It's brother, you are too lazy. Brother, you have to be careful, in a short time, my martial arts will surpass you!"

"Oh, you want to surpass me? You are dreaming! Besides, what's the use of practicing martial arts? Anyway, my daughter's family will marry in the future, and she will take care of her husband and teach her children. After marriage, no matter how good martial arts is, it's useless The land of martial arts."

"Hum..."

"What are you humming?"

"nothing……"

He said it was nothing, but Dugufeng was thinking in his heart, I practiced martial arts so hard, other than I really like martial arts, I just don't want to be a marriage tool of the family!
Although she is young, she has a lot of knowledge.I have seen many noble little sisters who got married at the age of thirteen or fourteen. Because of the nearly 300 years of war and the consideration of population reproduction, the imperial court encouraged early marriage. Girls who married at the age of thirteen or fourteen abound. yes.

The children of aristocratic families get married even earlier than the folks.Like the famous Empress Changsun in later generations, she married 13-year-old Li Shimin when she was 16 years old.Among the high-ranking families, it is not uncommon to see girls who get married at the young age of thirteen.

But Dugufeng didn't want to get married so early.If she can become the number one master in the family, who can arrange her marriage at will?
I'm afraid he is also reluctant to marry her off at will.

……

Before I knew it, it was the seventh night.

Dugufeng came to the pine forest again with the package on her back. As in the past few days, she arranged the tribute, lit the incense sticks, paid homage, and then began to drink with her master again...

This time.

When she drank another jug ​​of wine, her little face blushed, and she knelt on her knees for an hour with drunken eyes, the deep and soft male voice finally sounded behind her:
"You come here every night, is it for drinking or to see me?"

Hearing this male voice, Dugu Feng suddenly got excited, stood up abruptly, looked back, and saw a handsome man standing behind him, although his figure was taller than ordinary people, he was not as tall as a three-story building before. , the facial features and appearance are exactly the same as that giant.

"Master?"

Dugufeng felt that Master was considerate, and purposely became an ordinary person, so as not to put too much pressure on herself, immediately cheered, and said with a smile: "You are finally willing to come to see me!"

"Don't be in a hurry to call Master." Murong Fu looked at the little girl who was not as tall as his heart with his hands behind his back, and said leisurely: "You really think about it, you want to come into my sect?"

Dugu Feng nodded again and again:
"Well, Feng'er has made up his mind! I must be the master's first disciple!"

Murong Fu chuckled lightly and said:
"These days, you knelt in the snow until midnight every day, this toughness is not bad..."

Dugu Feng's eyes lit up:
"Master, have you seen it all? Then why don't you come out and drink with Feng'er? The wine Feng'er brought is all good wine!"

"..." Murong Fu said with a blank expression, "So I doubt whether you are here for drinking, or for apprenticeship."

Dugufeng puffed out her chest, and said confidently:

"Of course it's for apprenticeship! The wine is brought to honor Master."

"But you finish it yourself every time."

"Uh, isn't this Master, you don't like to drink? Every time the wine is offered in front of the tablet, there is not a lot."

"..."

Murong Fu was speechless for a while, and decisively changed the subject:

"I have seen your sincerity. From today onwards, you are my great disciple of Kaishan. Kowtow."

Dugu Feng was overjoyed, fell to her knees with a puff, and said crisply:

"Disciple Dugufeng, pay homage to Master!"

After she finished kowtowing, Murong Fu said calmly:
"Get up."

Dugu Feng quickly stood up, and looked at Murong Fu with a smile:
"Master, what is the name of our sect?"

Murong Fu pondered for a while, then said slowly:

"Tianmen."

"Tianmen?" Dugufeng savored for a while, and excitement gradually appeared in his eyes: "As expected of the sect of the gods, this name is really magnificent!"

Blinking his eyelashes again, he looked at Murong Fu expectantly:
"Master, since I am already the great disciple of Tianmen Kaishan, can you teach me immortal spells?"

"Immortal magic?" Murong Fu smiled slightly, and said lightly: "Is it so cheap? You have just joined my sect, you have not been tested, and you have not made an inch of merit. How can you easily teach the true inheritance of immortal magic?"

Dugufeng actually understood this truth, and smiled shyly:
"Master, don't blame me, it's Feng'er who is impatient!"

After speaking, he patted his chest again, and promised with full confidence:
"Master, don't worry, Feng'er will definitely serve Master well and make contributions to Master in the future."

Murong Fu said lightly:

"It's good if you have this heart. However, although the true biography of the immortal law cannot be passed on to you for the time being, but since I have kowtowed and called the master, I will not treat you lightly. I see that you have some swordsmanship skills, so let me first I will teach you a sword art."

As he spoke, he pointed to a point, right between Dugu Feng's eyebrows.

Dugufeng's whole body froze, her consciousness froze, and when she regained consciousness, she found that she had suddenly come to a huge practice field.

"This……"

Dugu Feng was dumbfounded.

I was still in the pine forest and snowy field just now, and when I was in a trance, the environment around me had "changed" and turned into this huge indoor practice field...

Dugufeng looked around, deeply shocked, but also completely convinced by the master's magical power.

At this time, a figure flashed in front of her, and the master in fine clothes appeared in front of her out of thin air.

Dugufeng quickly bowed down: "Greetings, Master!"

Murong Fu nodded slightly: "Excuse me. I want to pass on your sword technique called 'Heavenly Sword Jue'. Watch it..."

Murong Fu clasped his palm, a long sword appeared out of nowhere in his palm, and then he walked with the sword, performing sword moves, while reciting the mental formula of "Heavenly Sword Jue".

Dugu Feng couldn't take her eyes off, watching the sword moves while concentrating on memorizing the mental formulas.

She is very talented, although she does not have a photographic memory or an ear memory, but her memory is also very good, and she has memorized [-] to [-]% of the sword moves and sword tactics in just one pass.

Murong Fu taught it two more times, and she memorized the sword moves and heart formulas perfectly.

"That's right." Murong Fu nodded in satisfaction: "This is just the first level of Tianjian Jue's swordsmanship heart formula. After you have mastered this level, I will teach you the second level."

Dugu Feng said confidently:

"Don't worry, master, within a month, I will be able to master this set of sword techniques."

Regarding her statement, Murong Fu didn't think she was arrogant.

Although Tianjian Jue is his masterpiece of swordsmanship, it is ultimately based on the swordsmanship of the low martial arts world.

The second stage may be comparable to the "Yi Swordsmanship" of the great master Cai Lin, and the third stage has risen to the level of Xianjia swordsmanship, but this first stage, in this Tang world, is really not necessarily comparable to Dugu Jia's "Bi Luo Hong Chen" swordsmanship is stronger.

With Dugufeng's talent and the foundation of practicing the family's sword art since childhood, it may be a conservative estimate to master the first stage of Tianjian Jue within a month.

"Very good, you will practice here for a while. I will find you a partner as a teacher..."

As soon as the words fell, Murong Fu's figure disappeared, and a figure holding a sword with blurred facial features appeared in front of Dugu Feng.

At the same time, Dugufeng also felt that his hand sank, and there was an extra long sword.

Afterwards, the sword-holding figure did not say a word, and stabbed straight with the sword. When the tip of the sword trembled slightly, it transformed into a sword light like stars all over the sky, and shrouded Dugufeng towards Dugufeng.

Dugufeng recited the sword formula silently in her heart, stabbing straight with the sword, halfway through the sword, her wrist flicked lightly, and the tip of the sword also twitched slightly, spitting out dots of cold light, facing the figure tit for tat...

When Dugufeng regained consciousness after being in a trance again, she found that she was back in the pine forest and snow field.

Master has long since disappeared without a trace, and there are no footprints on the ground, making one wonder whether what he experienced just now was just an illusion.

but……

Dugufeng closed her eyes, the heart formula of "Heavenly Sword Jue" has been firmly imprinted in her mind, and the scene of practicing with that vague figure is also vivid in her mind.

"it is true!"

Dugufeng clenched her pink fist excitedly, "I really worshiped the gods as my teacher and became the great disciple of the 'Tianmen'!"

Although the swordsmanship taught by her master was no better than the Biluohongchen swordsmanship handed down by her family, it was only the martial arts taught on the first day of entry.According to the rules of martial arts, on the first day of entry, you learn the basics of the basics.

A mere basic martial art is similar to the Biluohongchen swordsmanship handed down in the family, so how far can the higher stage of Tianjianjue go?
How magnificent and mysterious are the master's other martial arts skills, and even the true transmission of immortality?

"I will work hard to cultivate and serve Master well. In the future, I will learn Master's true skills and become a god like Master!"

The little girl's heart was filled with longing for a moment.

(End of this chapter)