I, Murong Fu, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 85 098, The World of Divine Condors, Yang Guo Has a Destiny

Since Murong Fu left.

Guo Fu had to go to the pier every day to wait for her master to come back, so Huang Rong took Guo Fu to the pier every day, urging her daughter to practice martial arts, and she herself kept practicing.

She thought it was just to satisfy her daughter's expectation of Master.

But she didn't realize that, in her heart, she always harbored the worry that Murong Fu would never return, and she was also looking forward to his early return.

After a few days, not only going to the wharf to practice kung fu became a daily habit, but what she practiced the most during the day gradually became the "Lingbo Microstep" taught by Murong Fu unconsciously.

"Lingbo Weibu" is not pure light work, but a footwork that can drive the inner breath, from the outside to the inside.

Every time a week of 64 hexagrams is completed, the inner breath can run for a week, improving a little skill.

Practicing this kind of footwork that is both internal and external can not only improve the life-saving ability, but also increase the power, which is really very advantageous.

Guo Fu was very envious when she saw it, and sweetly praised her mother for walking with gentle steps, which looked beautiful like a fairy dancing, and begged her mother to teach her with a pouty face.

Huang Rong got Murong Fu's permission to teach Guo Fu.

But the problem is that these days she has been taking the time to teach Guo Fu the hexagrams of the Book of Changes, but Guo Fu's brain is really not very good, even if she memorizes it by rote, she can't remember much every day.

I often remember the latter, forget the former, consolidate the previous review, and forget the new learning later...

Lingbo Weibu, a light skill that drives the movement of the inner breath, must not make mistakes, otherwise the inner breath will be interrupted and you will be hurt.

Therefore, before Guo Fu memorizes the hexagrams of the Book of Changes, it is impossible to learn this footwork.

Before he knew it, Murong Fu had been away for seven days.

On this day, Huang Rong's mother and daughter went to the pier to practice and wait.

Near noon, it began to rain heavily, and the mother and daughter took shelter in a shed on the pier.

Guo Fu quietly nestled in Huang Rong's arms, looked at the torrential sea with turbid waves, and suddenly said worriedly:

"Is Master already on his way back? Wouldn't it be dangerous if his boat was at sea in such a big wave?"

Huang Rong hugged her daughter and chuckled lightly:
"Your master is a fairy-like figure. He can cross the sea by stepping on a bamboo stick. How can he be defeated by mere wind and waves? Don't worry, even if he is at sea right now, nothing will happen."

Guo Fu hummed softly, staring fixedly at the roaring sea, praying sincerely in her heart, wishing Master a safe journey and an early return.

Huang Rong also looked at the sea, her mind was as chaotic as the churning sea, she didn't know what to think.

……

In the area of ​​Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea, there was a strong wind and heavy rain, but in the area of ​​Jiaxing, there was only drizzle.

Jiaxing, East Lake.

A small boat was floating on the lake, its hull swaying slightly with the thin waves.

"Brother Yang Guo, I'm hungry."

In the canopy, a scruffy, skinny boy whispered.

"I'm hungry too!" Another boy also said in a crying voice, "I'm going to cry from hunger."

"You're already crying."

A little girl whose clothes were of good material but was so dirty that she couldn’t tell her original color said in a contemptuous tone, “Sister Ying and I were also very hungry, but we didn’t cry. You guys are older than us, and you’re so shameless that you’re still crying.” .”

Another little girl in green clothes held her stomach and said weakly:

"Actually... I'm too hungry to cry."

Seeing the four children staring at him eagerly, Yang Guo slapped his forehead in distress and muttered to himself:
I'm crazy too, it's too late to save my own life, why pick up these oil bottles and come back?
It's just a chance meeting, no relatives and no reason, why do you have to take their life and death onto yourself?
Originally, I couldn't get enough to eat, but now I have to feed the four little ones...

I'm fucking hungry too!

The 13-year-old Yang Guo cursed secretly for a while, then looked at the four younger ones, and sighed:

"You guys wait obediently, don't row the boat indiscriminately, I'll go find some food."

The four little eyes were shining, and they nodded repeatedly. The two little boys were imagining that Yang Guo would find some delicious food, and they were already drooling.

Yang Guo got out of the canopy and looked at the lake, feeling helpless again.

There are fish in the lake.

These days, they barely make a living by fishing.

But the problem is, the fish are really not hungry!

Besides, it is not every day that one is lucky enough to catch a big fish.

"If you want to be full, you still have to eat rice noodles and fat meat! It's better to add some salt. If there is no salt, miso is also good..."

Thinking of the taste of salt, Yang Guo couldn't help swallowing wildly for a while.

These days, he barely ate a single grain of salt, not only did the bird come out of his mouth, but Yang Guo felt that his body was getting weaker and weaker.

Swallowing again, Yang Guo took off his shirt and threw it on the boat. He plunged into the lake shirtless and swam towards the shore. When he reached the shore, he dug some mud and smeared it on his body and face, and picked up a lotus leaf With that in mind, he walked barefoot cautiously towards a manor that he had been staring at for a while.

The manor was supposed to be the other courtyard of an official, usually not many people lived in it, but there were also a few servants, courtyard guards and sweepers.

After the blood moon came, those servants and nurses all undoubtedly turned into monsters, wandering aimlessly in the manor all day long.

After stepping on the spot twice, Yang Guo barely figured out the movement rules of those monsters—these monsters move very rigidly, as long as they are not attracted by prey, they will stay in the same place for a long time, wandering back and forth according to a fixed path.

But even so, it was extremely difficult to sneak into the manor.

Because since the night of the second blood moon, the monster became more and more ferocious and inhuman under the irradiation of the blood moon, and the scope of detection has also expanded a lot.

The detection ranges of those monsters wandering around the manor overlapped and blocked all the routes that could sneak into the backyard of the manor. exhibition.

But today's rain made him feel that the opportunity had come.

Monsters hate water, and it should become dull when it rains, and their hearing and sense of smell will also be disturbed, and the detection range will definitely be reduced. Yang Guo felt that there is a good chance to sneak into the back kitchen of the manor today and find a lot of food.

He moved around the perimeter of the manor in a full circle, during which he climbed a few trees, watched from a distance from different angles, and saw the monsters staying under the porch like logs to hide from the rain. After simulating the infiltration path several times, he entered the manor through the dog's hole and touched the backyard of the manor.

He successfully found the kitchen.

It has been more than [-] days since the disaster happened, and the fresh meat, fruits and vegetables in the kitchen have long since rotted, but the rice noodles, bacon, sausages, and sauces are still good.He even found a can of cooking wine.

The food is plentiful, but the problem is, with so many things, how to move them back?
Yang Guo was distressed for a while, then he gritted his teeth again:

"It's a big deal to take advantage of the rain and move a few more times!"

Immediately, he pulled a piece of sausage and ate it voraciously. After replenishing his strength a little, he wrapped the whole string of sausage around his body, picked up a piece of fat and thin bacon, and then picked up half a sack of rice, and walked back and forth a few times. Feeling that it's a little bit of a burden, he added another string of sausages to his upper body, and then followed the path when he came, and went out carefully.

It was smooth sailing when I went out, without any accidents.

Yang Guo was so happy that he almost sang a song, and with a lot of rewards, he ran towards the East Lake, and just as he saw the lake shore, he suddenly heard another low-pitched cry of a toad.

Goo!
The sound was not loud, but it was shocking, as soon as he heard it, Yang Guo felt dizzy, his whole body went limp, and he fell to his knees with a thud.

He followed the sound and saw under a row of willow trees, a strange man with gray-black skin, blood-red eyes, and a mouth full of nail-like sharp teeth. , expands and contracts from time to time, and the chest and abdomen also bulge and shrink from time to time, looking like a weird big toad.

"Old, father?"

Yang Guo looked at the strange man, his soul flew out of shock, he quickly put on the same squatting posture of toad on the ground, groaned twice, and said with a mournful face:
"Father, I am your dear son Yang Guo!"

That strange man was the adoptive father he somehow recognized.

The acquaintance of the two was purely by chance. At that time, the weird man was still a crazy old man who walked upside down and didn't know who he was. He said Yang Guo was his son out of nowhere.

Yang Guo saw that he was pitiful, so he accepted it, but he didn't expect that the strange man insisted on teaching him martial arts, Yang Guo reluctantly obeyed - he really didn't like this toad kung fu, it's really ugly to put on a toad squat when practicing kung fu.

However, after practicing for a while, he found that this kung fu was quite powerful, so he no longer disliked it, and even when he called this weird man Dad, he really recognized it somewhat.

A child who has no father since childhood, he cares about others' kindness to him.

Yang Guo originally thought that from now on, he would have a father, even if he was just a crazy old man with nothing to do.

Unexpectedly, the arrival of the blood moon changed everything.

It's true that the old man didn't change in the first night, but when he saw those monsters, he insisted that the monsters used the Nine Yin White Bone Claws, and rushed up to hit them.

Lao Die's martial arts are indeed extremely high, but there are too many monsters, and it is difficult to kill him. Lao Die, who is crazy and does not know how to advance and retreat, was finally overwhelmed by monsters. When Yang Guo saw him from a distance, he also became a part of the monster. member.

Yang Guo didn't have time to feel sad, so he ran away quickly, thinking that from now on, he would say goodbye to his father, but unexpectedly, he ran into him again today, and after two mutations, he lost his human form even more...

The only thing Yang Guo can do now is to communicate with his father in the posture of Ha Toad, hoping to awaken some of his humanity.

pity.

The monster can't be saved anymore.

The old monster squatted in the posture of a toad, stared at him, and croaked twice. Suddenly, his feet kicked the ground violently, and the ground shook, blasting out a huge mud puddle.When the sky filled with mud and stones roared and flew backwards, the monster father had already soared into the sky, and with a thunderous rumbling sound, he smashed through the rain curtain and flew towards him.

It was so fast that in Yang Guo's eyes, he could only see a blurry afterimage approaching like lightning.

"Ruined!"

Yang Guo closed his eyes, there was no luck, before he died, he thought of his mother, the father he had never met, but in his mind, he must be a hero's biological father, and remembered the short but warm time with his father, Thinking of those four little oil bottles that made him unable to eat enough...

"I'm dead, what should they do? Alas, in this world, children suffer even if they are alive... I will take a step first and wait for them below. When they starve to death, I will take them to find Lord Yama to discuss the theory." , why let us suffer this disaster?"

Yang Guo murmured in his heart, and at the same time he was a little strange: Before a person dies, can he think so much at once?By the way, I've thought about it so much, why haven't I died yet?Isn't daddy flying very fast?
Thinking of this, Yang Guo couldn't help but opened his eyes.

Then he froze.

In front of him, at some point, there was a tall and straight figure with bright clothes, spotless, and neatly combed hair.

What's even more outrageous is that the man's body does not touch any rain, and when the rain falls on him, it slides down quickly along his body surface, as if there is an invisible layer of coir raincoat on his body surface, which completely isolates the rainwater. None of the clothes were soaked in the slightest.

Yang Guo squatted on the ground, looked up at the man's back like a dumb toad, and only had one thought in his mind:
It's a person!

No, it's a fairy!
Only gods can maintain such a clean and unrestrained demeanor in this doomsday world.

Only a god would descend from the sky without a sound to help him block the fatal blow of the monster father and save his life.

"Lucky! I bumped into a fairy!"

Yang Guo was ecstatic in his heart, then his heart tightened again:
"What happened to Papa Monster?"

He stood up abruptly, poked his head out from behind the "fairy" whose back was facing him, and looked at where his father was, only to see that the monster father was lying on the ground, kicking his limbs and struggling desperately.

A bamboo stick was inserted from his back, pierced through his body, and nailed him to the ground.

On the bamboo stick, there was still a flash of lightning, which shocked the old man's back until black smoke billowed, and his flesh and blood turned into charcoal.

Fairy magic weapon?

Yang Guo looked at the bamboo stick with amazement in his eyes.

But when he saw the monster father, he felt sad again, and whispered:
"Dad!"

The "immortal" turned his head and looked at him calmly:
"Are you going to give him a ride yourself?"

Yang Guo raised his head and stared blankly at the immortal.

It really is a fairy, and the appearance is just like the fairy in the imagination...

But, since he is a god, can't he save Dad?
Yang Guo smacked his lips twice, knelt down with a puff, and kowtowed to the gods regardless of the dirt on the ground:

"God, please save my father."

immortal?

Murong Fu looked at this young man on the ground who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, but was no less handsome than his brother Murong Ying, a strangeness flashed in his eyes.

Then he shook his head and said lightly:

"I can't be saved after one mutation, let alone two mutations? I'm not a god, I'm just a mortal who knows a little about subduing demons."

After a pause, he asked Yang Guo again:

"Do you want to give your father a ride by yourself?"

"Is it impossible to save?"

Yang Guo looked at his father, at the corner of his mouth that was torn up to the ear, at the sharp and dense fangs in his mouth, and then at his hands and feet that were as ferocious as ghost claws, a look of sadness flashed in his eyes.

It really doesn't look like a human anymore.

And the gods in the story-telling drama are not responsive to every request, let alone this man, who claims to be not a god, but a mortal?
Yang Guo sniffled, choked up and said:
"I, I'll give dad a ride."

Murong Fu nodded, took out the bamboo stick and handed it to Yang Guo.

Without the restraint of the bamboo stick, the strange old man was about to jump up, but was slapped from the air by Murong Fu, and firmly pinned to the ground.

This strange person was undoubtedly Ouyang Feng.

The second mutated Ouyang Feng is much stronger than the original mutated Guo Jing, but Murong Fu is not what he used to be.

After coming to this world, within twenty days, his spiritual strength has recovered to the fourth level of Qi refining, and his physical body is "refined like frost, blood like amalgam". The realm of immortal martial arts and martial arts is only half a step away.

The "Nine-section Lightning Staff" has gone through great battles, and has been sufficiently tempered from the original source, and its power has also been raised to a higher level.

With his current strength, even the second mutated Ouyang Feng was nailed to the ground with a single stick by him.Even if you don't use the nine-section lightning rod, you can suppress it to the point of immobility for a short period of time with pure air palm strength.

Yang Guo took the bamboo stick, looked at the monster father with a complicated expression, and murmured:

"Papa actually died on the night of the first blood moon, and the ones who are alive now are just monsters in Papa's skin... I want to avenge Papa and send Papa to rest in peace!"

As he spoke, he gritted his teeth fiercely, picked up the bamboo stick, and slammed the old monster on the head hard.

Bang!
When the thunder and lightning shook, Ouyang Feng's head burst and he was crushed into powder by the thunder.

The monster's body shook, and finally stopped struggling.

Murong Fu looked at Yang Guo and asked:

"To bury him?"

Yang Guo nodded, was about to find a place to dig a hole, Murong Fu raised his palm, and made a deep mud hole under a willow tree not far away.

Yang Guo glanced at Murong Fu gratefully, dragged Ouyang Feng's heavy body after his transformation, and walked towards the mud pit.

After Yang Guo buried Ouyang Feng, Murong Fu cut a wooden tablet for him and asked him:
"What words do you want to engrave?"

Yang Guo said:
"Just write, the adopted son Yang Guo weeps and stands in the father's tomb."

Murong Fu said: "You don't know his name?"

Yang Guo shook his head: "He...he doesn't even know his own name."

Murong Fu said: "You don't even know his name, but you can respect him like a father, you really value affection."

As he spoke, he used his finger as a pen, and carved the words Yang Guo said on the wood, and inserted the wooden tablet in front of Ouyang Feng's grave.

He didn't say Ouyang Feng's name either.

After Yang Guo mourned for a while, Murong Fu asked him again:

"Is there anyone else alive besides you?"

When Yang Guo heard this, his heart moved, he wiped away the tears from his eyes, and looked at Murong Fu excitedly:
"Immortal... Oh no, master, are you going to take us away and live in a safe place?"

Murong Fu smiled:
"You are clever. Yes, how many people are there? Just follow me."

"There are four more!" At this point, he stopped talking, and said cautiously: "But...they are just children. Two boys, one is 12 years old, and the other is 11 years old. Two girls, both are only nine years old ..."

Murong Fu smiled: "You are not very old, are you? Boys aged 11 and 12 are already able to do things, why didn't you come to help you?"

Yang Guo twitched his lips, "These two are clumsy and cry a lot, if you take them out to do things, you will only be held back by them."

After finishing speaking, I felt a little regretful, what if this fairy-like master despised the brothers of the Wu family and didn't take them away?
Just about to say something to remedy, Murong Fu said:

"Don't talk about clumsy living people now, even if they have no hands or feet, as long as they are living people, they are very important. Let's go, take me to pick them up."

"Okay!" Yang Guo was overjoyed, picked up the food with both hands, and strode towards the lake.

(End of this chapter)