I, Murong Fu, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 68 081
That night, Murong Fu meditated all night, continuously tempering the body with the source, the body's energy and blood became stronger and stronger, and the internal energy also grew naturally as the body strengthened, and the accumulation became deeper and deeper.

Zhao Min pulled some hay by himself, made a grass nest, and curled up in the grass nest overnight.

She slept very restlessly that night, and woke up many times in the night, and every time she woke up, she would instinctively fumble for her clothes.

The clothes are of course intact, the nightmares that kept her waking up did not happen in reality...

When it was just dawn the next day, Zhao Min, who had managed to sleep soundly for half an hour, was awakened by a gust of wind and thunder.

She thought that there was going to be heavy rain due to the wind and thunder, so she quickly opened her eyes to look, but saw that the sky was full of lead blue, and there was no sign of heavy clouds and showers?
After being in a daze for a while, she realized that the sound of wind and thunder seemed to be not far away from her.

Zhao Min looked around, and saw Murong Fu sitting cross-legged on the stone, his clothes and long hair were windless, like an invisible gust of wind, was lingering around him, curling his long hair flutteringly, and flapping his clothes.

And the sound of wind and thunder erupted from his body and within his body.

This strange scene left Zhao Min dumbfounded.

When she was in a trance, for a moment, she even thought that she saw a towering mountain, an unfathomable deep sea.

After a while.

The vision on Murong Fu's body gradually disappeared, and his aura returned to tranquility and deepness.

He slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Zhao Min whose long hair was messy and covered with a few blades of grass, and said calmly:
"Go to the stream to wash up for a while, and get ready to go."

Zhao Min got up silently and went to the valley stream.

This place was out of Murong Fu's sight, she glanced towards Murong Fu a few times, got into the nearby grass, but after only a moment, she went back to the stream to clean and wash.

She just went to the grass for convenience, and had no intention of running away.

Not to mention the heavy shackles on her feet now, even if there is no restraint, her acupoints are restrained, and her internal energy is sealed, it is impossible to escape in front of such an unfathomable powerhouse like Murong Fu.

After carefully cleaning and washing her body, she obediently returned to Murong Fu's side, and said in a low voice:
"I'm ready."

Murong Fu stood up, picked up the big sack containing dry food, led her out of the Taniguchi, and headed west.

……

If it was in Yuan Dadu, as Zhao Min, once he was taken away by someone, he would have already set out on iron cavalry, rode eagles and dogs, and searched around.

But this is the Western Regions in the Ganliang area.

Under Zhao Min, there are only a group of masters from Green Willow Manor and hundreds of Mongolian warriors.

The night before last, he was murdered by Murong Fu.

The strength of Green Willow Manor has been greatly reduced. Although there are still many masters, there are only more than 300 Mongolian warriors left.

Zhao Min could mobilize part of the Yuan army in the Ganliang area, but her subordinates did not have this power.

With the little manpower left in the Green Willow Manor, there is no way to search in this well-connected Western Region.

The most important thing is that when Murong Fu went to attack Luliuzhuang, the strength he showed was too terrifying.

A well-organized and well-equipped centurion was wiped out in one encounter.

Agula of Vajra Sect with strong inner strength suffered severe injuries with just one palm, and he was killed on the spot with another palm.

The top masters like Xuanming and Elder also died in a very short period of time.

With such force, in the eyes of the experts in the Green Willow Village, gathering all the remaining people together may barely fight him. If you disperse the search, it's okay if you don't hit him. If you hit him, you will only have a dead end one.

But everyone in Green Willow Village dared not stop searching.

Therefore, the night before yesterday, they had already divided into two groups, and each route brought more than 100 Mongolian warriors with multiple masters. They searched for a day and a night, barely searched for hundreds of miles around the Green Willow Village, but of course they failed to find any clues.

The princess was taken away under their protection, and no clues could be found. When everyone thought of King Ruyang's thunderous anger, their scalps became numb.

On the second night of Zhao Min's captivity, several experts from the Western Regions tried to sneak away at night, but were stopped by Ah Da, Er Asan, Gang Xiang, Shenjian Baxio and others, and killed several deserters on the spot , intimidating others.

A Da and the others brainstormed again to speculate on Murong Fu's origin.

Fang Dongbai, the former leader of the four elders of the Beggar Gang, known as the "Eight-armed Excalibur", and now aliased as "Ada", guessed that the murderer was a member of the Ming Cult. After kidnapping the princess, he might take her with him. Went to Guangmingding.

Everyone felt that there was some truth to this statement.

Na'er also pointed out that the princess's disappearance is a serious crime, but the six major sects and many small and medium sects are already on their way, and they will besiege Guangmingding soon.

If we can stay behind, and when the six major sects and the Mingjiao fight to the detriment of both sides, we can break through the Guangming Peak and wipe out the six major sects and the Mingjiao's high-ranking officials, and we can more or less redeem our sins.

Everyone felt that this made more sense.

So everyone, headed by Fang Dongbai, selected elites, formed a group, disguised as a caravan, and rushed towards Guangmingding.

……

Bright Summit is far away.

Even starting from Ganzhou to the Guangming Peak of Kunlun Mountain, the actual distance is more than 4000 miles.

So Murong Fu really admires the Six Schools.

In addition to the Kunlun faction, the other five major factions, no matter which faction, want to go to the Guangming Summit, the actual distance is more than ten thousand miles?

On the way, they have to pass through various complex and dangerous terrains such as snow mountains, grasslands, swamps, and deserts.

Even if the strength, speed, and adaptability of martial arts people are far superior to ordinary people, Murong Fu has to capitalize the word "submissive" after running so far to fight with others.

For the 4000-mile journey, if Murong Fu traveled alone, it would take only a few days.

But Zhao Min couldn't get up fast. Even if he bought a camel at the market, he still walked for more than a month.

When she finally arrived near the Guangming Peak, the once graceful and luxurious Princess Shaomin had become emaciated, and her white and delicate skin had also become rough and dull under the sun and strong wind.

In the evening, the two camped by a Xuerong stream.

Zhao Min swiftly set up the tent, set up the stove, lit the fire, and grilled the cooked food. When Murong Fu came to eat, she began to clean the camels again. Her movements were also crisp and neat, and there was no trace of pampering on her body.

After she finished the chores, Murong Fu had already eaten and drank enough, so he threw her a steamed bun and a bag of water as usual, while she was eating the steamed bun quietly, Murong Fu said suddenly:

"Now, you are almost a qualified eloquent."

Zhao Min hummed lightly, did not speak, and only focused on eating.

In the past month or so, she has become more agile in doing things, but she has become more taciturn.

Murong Fu didn't say much to her, he just sat cross-legged quietly, thinking about the way to harvest the world here.

When he first came to this Yitian world, this world gave Murong Fu a disgrace and made him suffer for more than half a year. Of course, he also knows that the world itself probably doesn't have this consciousness—it's like a person's subjective consciousness can't detect it. Viruses exist, and when the virus just invades, people are still at a loss, and the immune system has already operated spontaneously to clean up the virus.

Even beings with spiritual wisdom like human beings cannot use their subjective will to target foreign viruses, let alone a world without spiritual wisdom?

Murong Fu would not spit at the sky, scold God, vent his anger, and recover his peace of mind, at most he would say "God's will tricks people" because of the suffering of more than half a year.

But in any case, this ordeal made him inevitably have a bad impression of Fang Tiandi, so he no longer wanted to act like a proud world.

"The primary goal of this journey of relying on the sky is still self-cultivation. When you break the void again, when you return, accept the baptism of time and space, refine the innate essence, and improve your aptitude, accumulate some potential, and increase your cultivation. for……

"As for changing the world and harvesting the source, let's keep it simple and rough this time! The Yitian Sword...is a waste in the hands of Extinction. Guo Jing and Huang Rong created the Yitian Dragon Slaying, not for the sake of vendetta..."

After making a plan, Murong Fu glanced at Zhao Min and saw that she had finished eating and was mowing the grass to make a nest for himself, so he went back to the tent and continued to meditate, pondering the martial arts.

After Zhao Min made the grass nest, he went to the stream to wash, wrapped in a ragged felt blanket, and fell asleep in the grass nest.

Early the next morning, the two continued on their way.

Murong Fu rode the camel, riding leisurely.

Zhao Min led the camel carrying luggage and walked on foot.

After half a day, the two of them were less than thirty miles away from Guangmingding.

At this moment, the sound of horseshoes was heard, and a round-faced girl in a hunting suit came with a team of riders on horseback.

Seeing Murong Fu and the two from afar, the young girl showed curiosity, and galloped towards Murong Fu and the two, the riders behind her hurriedly followed, two of the female riders with waist sabers hurriedly urged their mounts to drive around the young girl, She was in the middle, holding the handle of the knife with her hand, staring at Murong Fu and the two vigilantly.

The riders in the rear also raised their vigilance one after another, and some riders took off their bows and arrows and held them in their hands.

Soon, this team of riders arrived in front of Murong Fu and the others.

The round-faced girl looked at Murong Fu, then at Zhao Min who was wearing shackles, and asked crisply:

"Are the two from the Central Plains?"

Murong Fu smiled, "I am from the Central Plains, she is not."

The girl asked again: "Do those two know where this place is?"

Murong Fu smiled and said: "I know, this is Guangmingding."

As soon as this remark came out, the girl was fine, and the eyes of the riders on the left, right and behind her became more vigilant.

The girl giggled and said:
"You dare to come here even though you know it's Guangmingding? You're very courageous."

"I've always had a lot of guts."

At this time, the female rider on the girl's left asked in a deep voice:
"Your Excellency is a disciple of Mingjiao in the Central Plains?"

Murong Fu shook his head: "No."

The female rider said: "I am not a disciple of our sect, please go back the same way, or take a detour. Guangmingding does not accept outsiders."

Murong Fu smiled: "I came from a long distance, just to go to the Guangming Summit, to talk to Yang Xiao, the left envoy of your teacher, how can I return here?"

"Huh!" The girl wondered, "You know my father?"

"Is the girl Yang Zuoshi's daughter?" Murong Fu smiled and said, "That would be great. My servant, Murong Fu, please take me to Guangmingding to meet with Yang Zuoshi and discuss important matters."

(End of this chapter)