I, Murong Fu, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 90 103, Murong Xianjun and Xianfei Empress
Murong Fu traveled abroad for nearly three months.

It wasn't until the depths of winter that they set foot on their way home.

On this trip, he took more than 100 survivors found along the coast, and returned to Peach Blossom Island on three ships.

……

Peach Blossom Island Manor.

In the small hall, there were only Murong Fu and Huang Rong.

A copper pot was placed on a small charcoal stove, and the soup in the pot was already boiling, bubbling and bubbling.

Huang Rong picked up two slices of mutton as thin as cicada's wings, scalded them slightly in the pot, dipped them in the sauce, and put them in Murong Fu's bowl.

Murong Fu was not polite, he picked it up and fed it into his mouth, chewed it twice, and let out a long breath of satisfaction:

"It's been a long time since I tasted Huang Nuxia's skills, but I miss her so much."

As he spoke, he moved his chopsticks like flying again, and tasted various other delicacies.

Huang Rong poured him a glass of wine and said quietly:

"Who told you to go there for three months? For the first month, Fu'er was very calm. But after that, she panicked, thinking that you would never come back. Every day before going to bed, she would cry a lot, which made me too..."

Having said that, she lowered her eyelashes, her eyes flickering with hazy waves, but she didn't say the following words.

Murong Fu chuckled lightly and said:

"I will stay a little longer this time, and I will teach Fu'er and the survivors how to practice."

Huang Rong bowed her head and lowered her eyebrows, hummed lightly, and then scalded a piece of meat for Murong Fu, and said in her mouth:
"When I went to March, where did I go?"

Murong Fu said: "Dali, Shuzhong, Hebei, Shandong...the southeast, the north, and the west, all of them took a trip. With Brother Diao's help, I'm not afraid of the obstacles of mountains and rivers."

With a sigh, he continued:

"The human world has been completely turned into a ghost land. The place where all people are densely populated has become a hunting ground for hungry ghosts. The hungry ghost monsters that have been alienated for the second time are extremely strong, especially the monsters that have changed their army. They are both large in number and strong, and they know how to form formations to attack. I find it difficult to see.

"Fortunately, there are still many survivors in the wilderness. But now the wilderness is full of wolves and tigers and leopards. Even if the survivors are far away from the threat of hungry ghosts, life is extremely difficult.

"Many survivors are too far away from the sea, and I can't take them to relocate overseas. I can only gather those survivors. In the wilderness of the mountains and forests far away from human habitation, we will clear the surrounding man-eating beasts, choose valleys and hillsides that can be reclaimed, help them build settlements, and teach them the method of cultivation..."

Hearing this, Huang Rong couldn't help but smile:
"You are really a living god who saves the suffering!"

Murong Fu said: "Just do what you can."

By the way, harvest the source.

Murong Fu discovered long ago that the origin of saving people and preaching is not less than killing hungry ghosts, or even more.

Not only did he gain the original source, but he also had a very subtle feeling that whenever he successfully saved people, or preached to the survivors, or even enlightened strange beasts, in the dark, there would be strands of indescribable invisible existence descending on him.

That feeling is quite subtle.

Murong Fu didn't know what the invisible existence was, but he just felt that when the invisible existence accumulated to a certain level, everything he did would go much smoother.

Cultivation has also gone smoothly. For some hurdles in the practice, especially the martial arts of the immortals who have no predecessors' skills and experience to learn from, many difficulties are suddenly enlightened in a flash of inspiration.

Even the way of "refinement of the gods", which he has not practiced himself, when he tried to help Huang Rong deduce the exercises, many wonderful ideas would emerge.

Murong Fu felt that this might be the legendary "merit".

While thinking, he continued to smile and said:

"I met a lot of strange beasts on this trip. Those who are gentle and friendly to others, I will enlighten them and teach some cultivation methods, which may be helpful to surviving humans in the future. Among them, the most spiritual ones are a tiger and a family of foxes. Have you never heard of a vegetarian tiger? The tiger I met, after being alienated twice, became a vegetarian, especially loves to eat mushrooms. And that nest of foxes..."

With a smile on the corners of Huang Rong's lips, she quietly listened to his narration, from time to time she warmed some meat and vegetables for him, poured a glass of wine, and raised her own glass to drink with him from time to time.

Before I knew it, it was already dark outside the window, and the wind was blowing outside, but the house was as warm as spring.

Huang Rong's face was already flushed with alcohol, her pretty face was flushed, she supported her chest with her hands, and stared at Murong Fu with a smile, her cuffs slid to her elbows, revealing half of her snow-white forearm.

The more Murong Fu drank, the more energetic he became, and the topic also touched on cultivation.

"Fu'er has made good progress in her cultivation in the past three months. Her body has become stronger and her body has grown a lot. Her internal strength has been improved. I think I have worked hard in these three months."

"I urged her all day long, but I didn't allow her to be lazy."

"What about yourself? In the past three months, has your cultivation improved?"

Huang Rong smiled slightly, but didn't speak, just a figure jumped out of her head.

The figure looked hazy and unreal, but it was already a complete human figure, wearing a white shirt, a black skirt, long hair hanging down the waist, and its appearance and body were exactly the same as Huang Rong's.

Murong Fu looked at the phantom figure, nodded and smiled:
"That's right. I was just a shapeless mist when I left, but now I can manifest a human form. It seems that Huang Nvxia's cultivation has improved a lot in the past three months."

The illusory human form smiled sweetly, its mental power shook the void, and it made a slightly ethereal and distorted voice:
"Three months of hard work, it's not just the transformation of the soul..."

As he said that, the phantom figure flew down lightly, even picked up the jug, and poured a glass of wine for Murong Fu.

"In the past, I could only lift a few wisps of dust, but now I can lift a jug!"

Huang Rong Yuanshen said with a light smile, and floated lightly in the room again, "You can also go out at night, and you are not afraid of the wind and rain."

Murong Fu took a sip of wine, nodded and said with a smile:

"Yes, the next step is to try to travel during the day."

Huang Rong's illusory primordial spirit flew around Murong Fu for a while before returning to her physical body.

"Not only has the cultivation of the primordial spirit greatly improved, but also the skill and vigor have improved by leaps and bounds."

Huang Rong stretched out her index finger. With her snow-white slender fingertips, she gently stroked the table. Amidst the rustling sound of a knife carving wood, she easily carved a character "Fu" on the table. The strokes were smooth and penetrating.

Murong Fu nodded in admiration:
"Being able to engrave words with fingers on a hardwood table, Huang Nuxia's skill has really become more profound."

Huang Rong smiled sweetly, with the playfulness of a young girl and the charming charm of a mature woman.

After that, she picked up a deep-fried broad bean with her slender fingers, and flicked it between her fingers. The broad bean shot out, and with a puff, it was deeply embedded in the wooden pillar.

Murong Fu clapped his palms and praised: "What a move!"

Huang Rong smiled and said, "Compared to your snap of the fingers, it's still far behind."

They talked about martial arts, and they talked about meeting the children in the manor, when the food and wine were finished and Murong Fu was full, he got up and left.

Huang Rong sent him back, chatting with him non-stop along the way, seemingly endless.

Huang Rong didn't bid farewell to him until he was sent to the bamboo forest courtyard where he lived.

Before leaving, she hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't help asking:
"Master Murong, how long will you stay this time?"

Murong Fu said: "At least stay in the next year when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming."

Huang Rong pursed her lips and said quietly:

"Next time we go to land, can you bring me...Fu'er and me? Fu'er is always worried that you will never come back...I also want to find my father and master again."

Murong Fu said: "But on Peach Blossom Island, there are nearly [-] survivors, and there are so many children, we must keep someone to guard them."

Huang Rong sighed softly, "I'm the one who didn't think about it."

Murong Fu saw her gloomy expression, thought for a while, and said:

"When the island cultivates a few masters, and the survivors have a certain amount of self-protection power, when they go out again, they will bring you and Fuer with them."

Huang Rong's eyes lit up immediately, and she gave a charming smile.

……

Time flies.

In a blink of an eye, it is the Spring Festival.

The survivor settlement that has been built is decorated with lights and festivities, beaming with joy.

More than three hundred survivors, all wearing new clothes, gathered in front of a newly completed temple, outside the wide open temple gate, followed the temple prayers and worshiped devoutly to the gods in the temple.

What is enshrined in the temple is not a fairy Buddha, but a tall and straight statue of a young man with a foot on the waves, a bamboo stick in his hand, and a wide robe and sleeves.

In the waves at the feet of the statue, a whale spine and a whale fin are exposed. On the left shoulder of the statue, there is a black eagle squatting a foot high.

Obviously, this is the statue of Murong Fu.

On the right side of the statue of Murong Fu, there is also a statue of a woman.

He has a graceful long skirt, a graceful figure, and a gentle expression, looking down, holding a little girl in one hand and holding a bamboo stick in the other.

It is the statue of Huang Rong's mother and daughter.

During the three months when Murong Fu was not on the island, Huang Rong, who was entrusted by him, did it herself. She worked tirelessly to help the survivors build production, guide the survivors to practice martial arts, and taught them a lot of practical knowledge.

She is strong in martial arts and knowledgeable. During production and construction, no matter how difficult problems she encounters, she can always find a way to solve all troubles with ease.

After three months, Huang Rong's prestige among the survivors was already second only to Murong Fu.

And because Murong Fu lived in the manor, he often appeared with Huang Rong and Guo Fu, and Murong Fu often carried a nine-jointed bamboo stick with black jade color and faint purple light, and Huang Rong often carried a jasper-like bamboo stick, which made many survivors think that they were a family.

So this time a temple was built to worship Murong Fu, and the lucky ones also made a statue of Huang Rong, enshrining her side by side with Murong Fu.

As for the small statues of Guo Fu, of course they belong to the golden boy and the jade girl as a foil.

"Bye! Rescue the suffering, the most holy, the most benevolent, the most benevolent Zhenhai, the demon Murong Xianjun!"

Amidst the sound of firecrackers and the simple but somewhat solemn drum music, Miao Zhuchang chanted the honorary title given to Murong Fu by Old Master Chen, and took the lead to worship.

All the survivors also chanted Murong Fu's title in unison, worshiped together, kneeled three times and kowtowed nine times.

After paying homage to Murong Fu, the temple wisher sang again:
"Bye! Linghui Shengcixian Concubine!"

All the survivors followed suit: "Bye! The holy concubine of Linghui..."

On the hill to the left of the settlement.

Murong Fu and Huang Rong stood side by side, condescending, watching the simple but solemn ceremony in the settlement.

Hearing the sound of congratulations resounding through the valley and small plain, Murong Fu looked at Huang Rong delicately:
"Huang Xia, this temple..."

A flash of panic flashed in Huang Rong's eyes, she avoided his gaze, her pretty face flushed:
"I know they built a temple for you, but, but I really don't know, they also made statues of me and Fu'er, enshrined alongside you..."

What she said was true.

She knew about the establishment of the temple, she also knew about the statue of Murong Fu, and even designed and drew a sketch of the statue by herself.

But she really didn't know that the survivors also erected a statue for her, and worshiped it side by side with Murong Fu.

She was too busy, she had to practice herself, she had to supervise her daughter to practice, she also had to take care of the children in the manor, she also had to guide the survivors in production and construction, help them solve problems, and even presided over many weddings - in the past few months, those young and strong men and women who were single or widowed sparked sparks and formed families in the joint production and construction.

Nowadays, almost none of the young and strong men and women on the island are single.

And Huang Rong was also entangled in various things. After designing the statue of Murong Fu, she didn't pay more attention to the establishment of the temple.

That's why she didn't know what kind of "Linghui, Sacred, Compassionate and Immortal Concubine" she had become until today.

Under the embarrassment, seeing Murong Fu's subtle expression, Huang Rong suddenly felt an unknown fire in her heart, and said:
"If Mr. Murong thinks this is inappropriate, I will tell them to remove the statues of me and Fu'er and smash them up."

Listening to the tone, it seemed to be a bit angry.

Just as he was about to use body techniques to lower his body, Murong Fu suddenly said:
"I actually don't think there's anything wrong with it."

Huang Rong paused and looked at Murong Fu.

Murong Fu looked at her sideways and said with emotion:
"In this last days, people need faith in their hearts. I will go out again when the spring blossoms in the next year, but Huang Nvxia will not be able to accompany me for the time being, and must continue to stay on the island to guard. It is also a good thing that people respect you.

"Besides, you are the owner of Peach Blossom Island. You provided this paradise for the survivors. When I was not around, you were the one who worked tirelessly to help them settle down. What's wrong with them begging you?

"It's just that the survivors mistakenly think that we are a family, which may cause some troubles to Huang Nvxia."

Huang Rong unconsciously avoided Murong Fu's gaze, her cheeks turned red again, but her tone was pretending to be calm:

"You are Fu'er's master, master and relative are side by side, you and Fu'er are a family."

But he deliberately didn't mention himself.

Murong Fu smiled and said:
"As long as Huang Nuxia doesn't feel wrong, then it's up to them."

Huang Rong was noncommittal and hummed lightly, but she didn't mention the matter of evacuating and smashing her own statue.

Murong Fu looked at the sky and said with a smile:

"It's late, let's go back to the manor, the children are waiting for us to celebrate the New Year together."

The unknown anger in Huang Rong's heart has long since disappeared, and she smiled when she heard this:
"This Spring Festival this year, it's really lively to spend with so many children."

Murong Fu nodded, "Yes, only the lively Spring Festival is interesting."

At that moment, the two returned to the manor, came to the compound where the children lived, and had the New Year's Eve dinner with the children.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Murong Fu and Huang Rong each told them a story. Murong Fu also performed a trick, causing a peach tree in the courtyard to bloom in an instant, bearing fruit in a blink of an eye, a feast for the children's eyes and mouth.

After the event ended, Murong Fu and Huang Rong left together, while Guo Fu still stayed here, playing with the children, and even planned to watch the night with the children.

Huang Rong invited Murong Fu to drink and watch the night in her courtyard, and Murong Fu readily followed suit.

As soon as the child's hour arrived, gorgeous fireworks burst into the children's courtyard, Murong Fu and Huang Rong pushed open the window, looked at the sky filled with fireworks, and heard the cheers coming from the children's courtyard, they couldn't help but smile at each other.

Unknowingly, the figures of the two got very close, their shoulders almost touching each other...

(End of this chapter)