Duan Yu's Biography of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 27 Arriving in Suzhou
"Thank you Duan Shizi for your mercy!"

Cui Baiquan heaved a sigh of relief seeing his nephew Guo Yanzhi's condition.

I'm afraid that this kid has a bad brain and holds resentment in his heart, which will make the prince unhappy.

"It's okay, just discuss it briefly."

Duan Yu looked at the two of them, clasped his fists and said, "The mountains are high and the roads are far. See you two. If I have free time, I will visit the Funiu Sect."

The Funiu faction is located in Nanyang, Henan, the hinterland of the Central Plains. It is a wealthy and prominent family, and the sect has a lot of property.

If Duan Yu wants to gain a foothold in the martial arts of the Central Plains, he needs to have a foothold.

Previously, Murong Bo killed Ke Baisui, the head of the Funiu faction, just for the wealth of the Ke family and the power of the Funiu faction in the world.

Unexpectedly, Ke Baisui would rather die than become a slave of the Murong family, so Murong Bo killed Ke Baisui.

Guo Yanzhi clasped his fists and said: "Thank you sir for the honor, but I don't plan to go back to the Funiu Sect, this trip is still going to Murong's house in Gusu to avenge my teacher!"

"Why?" Duan Yu frowned, thinking that you are deliberately giving away the head?
Believe it or not, I will report you?
"My teacher has taught me a great kindness. I dare not repay it. Even if I lose, I will die!"

Guo Yanzhi resolutely said: "I wait for the men of the rivers and lakes, and what I fight for is one breath!"

"Me too!" Cui Baiquan nodded solemnly, changing his previous wretched appearance.

Their martial arts are mediocre, knowing that they will be invincible if they seek revenge from Murong Fu, but they are in danger of being killed and fed to the fish.

But they insisted on going, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, so they prefer to go to the mountains.

Such courage is really commendable!
Duan Yu originally didn't want to have too much interaction with Guo Yanzhi, but seeing that the other person was so strong-willed, he felt a bit fond of him for a while and his expression became a bit polite.

"Okay! Since you two go ahead, I will go to Murong's house in Gusu soon to seek justice for you!"

"With the support of the son, this trip is very sure, I will take the place of the Funiu faction, thank you for the great kindness of the son!"

Saying that, the two thanked Duan Yu.

Duan Yu clasped his fists and said: "You two will meet later, let me take my farewell first."

After finishing speaking, he smiled slightly, his figure flickered, and he appeared on the street outside the Yellow Crane Tower.

After another flash, the person has disappeared.

Everyone was shocked when they saw such a shocking lightness skill!
In fact, Duan Yu kept a low profile, afraid of scaring everyone.

After Qinggong left the city, he stepped on the sword and flew away.

Although an ordinary sword, it is very weak to step on it and fly.

But handsome!
A few days later, Duan Yu went to Shaolin Temple.

He handed the letter written by his uncle Emperor Baoding to Abbot Xuanci, and deeply regretted the death of Master Xuanbei.

After dealing with Master Xuan Bei's matter, Duan Yu flew with his sword again, and visited Bianjing, the capital of the Great Song Dynasty.

He has a strong soul, and he faintly feels that there are powerful masters sitting in Shaolin Temple and Bianjing City.

After probing out his divine sense, he was forced back by the other party.

Duan Yu didn't forcefully investigate, and retreated cautiously.

"The one in Shaolin should be the floor-sweeping monk, but who is the one in Bianjing?"

Without thinking much, Duan Yu set off for Suzhou after having fun.

Thirty miles outside Gusu City is Taihu Lake.

The water waves on Taihu Lake are clear, stretching as far as the eye can see, and the water and the sky are the same color.

On the stone by the lake, Duan Yu sat cross-legged, like an old monk sitting still, motionless.

"Building a villa on a small island in the lake, the Murong family will enjoy it."

The Murong family's Sanhe Village is located in Taihu Lake.

Duan Yu didn't rush over.

Just because there are no ships going there.

To be precise, it was Murong's family who prohibited fishing boats from sailing into the waters near Sanhezhuang.

Mantuo Villa is also like a place outside this world.

Yu Jian flew over?
What kind of system can people see?
Then he scared Murong Fu out of his wits.

There are two practical factions in Tianlong World.

One is Murong Fu who abandoned his family and business for the sake of restoring the country.

A Jiumozhi who challenges and finds secrets for martial arts.

Murong Fu lives in spite of his wealth and honor, but only thinks about recovering the Great Yan Kingdom.

It can be said that he is fighting for his ideals and giving up everything.

Jiumozhi let the Tubo national teacher and the abbot of Dalun Temple quit, but went to the Central Plains to be beaten.

Almost all the opponents he encountered were better than him.

In the first few days of the national server, he met them all.

Whether it was Murong Fu or Jiumozhi, Duan Yu gave a certain degree of affirmation.

Everyone has different ideas and pursuits.

Just like pursuing immortality and immortality, the same is true.

Life is your own, as long as you live it according to your own ideas, others have no right to dictate.

But ideals belong to ideals, and we must not harm the country and the people for the sake of ideals!
Murong Fu was in the Song Dynasty, but he wanted to use the Song Dynasty wholeheartedly, but disguised his identity and sneaked into the Yipin Hall of Xixia to help the evildoers, intending to stir up troubled times.

Duan Yu deeply despised this kind of behavior.

Once the world is in chaos, human life is worthless.

You may have succeeded as an emperor, but what about the common people?

The great man is the country and the people.

For his own selfishness, Murong Fu tried in vain to provoke a dispute between the two countries, causing the common people to suffer.

How can such a selfish and hypocritical person deserve to be called a "Xiamen"?
As a human being, if you don't practice humanity, you are like a beast; if you are a king, if you don't practice kingly methods, you will be punished by heaven!
Even if Murong Fu became emperor, he would not be a good emperor.

On Taihu Lake, the wind and the sea are calm.

After not seeing the boat for a long time, Duan Yu let out a long cry, "Where is Gusu Murong Fu?"

The sound was like thunder, rolling towards Shenhe Village in the distance.

The whole Taihu Lake seemed to be shaking.

Immediately there was an echo from the lake:

"Where is Murong Fu?

"Where is it?"

"Where?"

"exist?"

The echoes echoed, breaking the tranquility of Taihu Lake.

Shortly after.

There was singing in the distance, and a small boat floated on the green waves of the lake.

A young girl in green shirt came slowly by paddling, singing softly in her mouth.

The song was good, but Duan Yu didn't think it was a natural sound.

In his previous life, he had listened to too many high-end speakers, and he had heard a lot of beautiful human voices.

Even people who are tone deaf can sing beautifully after the conversion of the sound card.

"What's the girl's name? She's from Canhe Village?" Duan Yu raised his voice and asked.

The girl on the boat was about eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed in a green shirt, with a beautiful appearance and as gentle as water.

"Little girl, Abi, this young master is going to participate in Hezhuang, but is there something wrong?" Abi glanced at her bright eyes and asked softly.

She is the receptionist of Murong's family and Murong Fu's secretary.

Duan Yu said warmly: "I, Duan Yu, Dali, have important business to come to see Mr. Murong."

"So it's Mr. Duan."

Abi glanced at Duan Yu, nodded, and pondered for a moment: "What a coincidence, the young master just went out the day before yesterday and was not in the village."

It's not about basic skills. Duan Yu is used to such perfunctory words.

He smiled and said: "Since Mr. Murong is not here, how about I go to Canhe Village and wait for him?"

"Since Mr. Duan is my son's friend, please go and have a cup of tea first, and then I will report to you, okay?"

Abi's voice was soft, soft and crisp, and it was indescribably beautiful.

"It's work."

Duan Yu stood up, lifted his toes slightly, walked on the lake as if on flat ground, and got into the boat.

"Young master Duan is so light!"

Duan Yu smiled.

He secretly looked at Miss Abi, and she was indeed as graceful and graceful as water.

It's a pity that her heart is all about Murong Fu.

Ambitious men are fatally attractive, and they are very easy to attract women, just like a lamp attracts moths.

There are patches of lotus on the lake, covering the surface of the lake.

Abi paddled a small boat lightly, turning left and right, making people dazzled.

A quarter of an hour later.

Duan Yu walked two steps, came to Abi, said with a smile: "Miss Abi, the water is far away, right? Why don't I row the boat!"

"You can't neglect the distinguished guest." Abi smiled gently and shook her head.

Duan Yu smiled and said warmly: "Then I will help you out!"

After all, he slapped his palm on the lake.

In an instant, the small boat skimmed across the water, just like the speedboats of later generations, with its bow tilted up and flying out like an arrow.

Duan Yu's clapping was just a sign.

Using spells to control the ship's water flight is the core.

The lotus leaves on both sides retreated rapidly, the wind was majestic, and the clothes were rattling, and it was chilling to blow on the body.

Abi opened her red lips slightly. She had never seen a boat go so fast!
She looked at Duan Yu and was shocked.

What is this operation?
I have followed Mr. Murong for many years, but I have never seen such a method?

It seems that this Young Master Duan is a man with extremely high martial arts skills.

I'm afraid that compared with my son, there is not much difference.

(End of this chapter)