Infinite Heroes Seat

"What!" Murong Fu and the others were all taken aback. Su Xinghe was nothing. Most of them only heard that he had a very high level of versatility, and he was a rare and elegant person in the martial arts, but the old monster Ding Chunqiu was very big. It's different, with a weird skill of Huagong**, coupled with all kinds of poisonous skills, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the largest demon in the martial arts today, and that number is not under the four evil men.

This person turned out to be an outcast from the Xiaoyao School.

This time even Deng Baichuan's expression became serious, and he said to Mo Wen: "I don't know if there is evidence for Young Master Mo. This matter is not because I wait or not, but it is too shocking."

Mo Wen smiled and stretched out a hand to Deng Baichuan's arm.

"Deng Daxia, offended!"

Deng Baichuan didn't know why at first, but then his complexion changed drastically. He consciously felt a gravitational pull on his hand, and the internal force of his own body was poured out under the lead of Unwen, straight into the opponent's body.

"Hua Gong**!" Deng Baichuan suddenly exclaimed, and now he is about to move his power to resist, but the gravitational force is fleeting, and Mo Wen has already taken his hand away.

"Offended, Deng Daxia."

The scene fell silent for a while, and everyone looked at Murong Fu with their gazes. The other party and the old monster star came out of the same door. How to deal with it depends on Murong Fu.

Murong Fu was also in a dilemma. On the one hand, he did not want to let go of the opportunity to make friends with such masters as Mowen. On the other hand, the reputation of the old monster of the stars was too bad. Well, it is also a hindrance to the great cause of rejuvenation.

But at this time, I saw Mo Wen again and said: "But Deng Daxia's sentence just now was wrong. I am not Hua Gong** but Bei Ming Divine Art."

"What's the difference? It's not all vicious martial arts that transforms people's internal strength!" Baodi muttered dissatisfiedly, even forgot to say that no or no mantra.

Mo Wen shook his head, "Hua Gong ** is just Ding Chunqiu's adaptation based on the fragments of Beiming Divine Art by mixing various poisonous techniques. It can only transform people's internal forces, and the entire Beiming Divine Art can use these internal forces for their own use. , The two are not the same."

Several people present were shocked. They didn’t expect time to have such a miraculous skill. It is necessary to know that the internal strength of the martial artist is nothing but a bit of hard work, and there has never been a shortcut. Therefore, Ding Chunqiu’s Huagong** is so jealous and disgusting. . Just think of a warrior who is willing to be abolished by one of his decades of efforts, but when I think about Mo Wen's deep internal power, it is all clear. Only this kind of marvelous work can create such a young master.

Bao shook his head.

Mo Wen just smiled. "According to your excellency. Is there any martial arts in this world that does not harm people? There is no one who learns martial arts and does not use martial arts. As long as the use of martial arts, isn't it a martial arts that hurts people?"

The difference between Bao Bao is a stagnation, and then he shook his head and said, "Neither, nor--"

"Enough!" Murong Fu just cried out, "Since Ding Chunqiu is an abandoned disciple of Master Mo, the two can't be compared."

However, Murong Fu immediately changed the conversation and looked at Mo Wen with a smile: "Mr. Mo possesses such a fine art, but he wants to speak frankly to the next few people. I am not afraid that my Murong family has become greedy, and I must know that this magical skill is under way. It's also a bit hot."

I saw his eyes burning. Seems to be thinking about something in his heart.

Mo Wen shook his head, "I might not say to others, but you are different from Master Murong."

He glanced at Murong Fu, "Of course, your Excellency is very admirable first, and you wouldn't do this kind of martial arts, second?"

Mo Wen stared at Murong Fu's eyes and said word by word: "I know that Mr. Murong is not here, but is in the court!"

"It's not that Momou is boasting, once Beiming's magical art is born, it will cause chaos in the world, which is not in line with the son's wish to lead the martial arts."

"How can a scattered martial arts accomplish great things?"

"How can Emperor Yan Yan let go of the great cause of rejuvenation?"

Everyone present was surprised.

"Who are you!" Murong Fu suddenly got up, looked at Mo Wen with a bad expression, and already held the long sword at his waist.

The Murong family has been preparing for the restoration of the country for many years. Although there is no progress, it is still a secret matter. How did the person in front of him know about it.

Regardless of his identity, he cannot be let go today.

And Deng Baichuan and the others secretly worked hard, ready to start fighting with an order.

Mo Wen smiled, as if he hadn't noticed the tense atmosphere in the room at all, and took another sip of wine.

"Mr Murong, it doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that I can help you."

His eyes narrowed slightly.

"I think you might change your mind after seeing the gift that I brought you, son."

Murong Fu hesitated for a moment, thinking that this person's origin is unknown, and his martial arts is extremely strong, so it's better to see what his idea is. Immediately he winked at Gong Yegan.

The latter immediately understood, and slammed into the wooden box with a palm volley, but was afraid that the other party would do anything in the box. After all, Mo Wen was out of the same door with Ding Chunqiu.

Gong Yeqian is a figure who can hardly hold Bei Qiaofeng's three palms, and his hands are naturally extraordinary. Under one palm, the lid of the wooden box immediately torn apart.

In the next moment, everyone's eyes were filled with a piece of yellow orange, and the box was filled with gold bars. It seemed that the number was not less than ten thousand taels.

Hiss----, the Murong family took a breath of air, and the Murong family is considered to be a big family, but they have never seen so much gold at once.

What is the origin of this surname Mo, such a big handwriting.

After returning to his senses, he took a look at Mo Wen, and Murong Fu sat down again, not because he was greedy for money, but because someone who gave out ten thousand taels of gold as a gift would probably not be an enemy, and he could take it all at once. People who are worth ten thousand taels of gold should not be easily provoked.

"Master Mo came here to find out what is going on in the next. Although Murong Fu has a few thin faces, I haven't reached the point where I can come up with ten thousand taels of gold as a meeting ceremony."

Mo Wen did not answer. Instead, he asked: "Mr Murong, I am afraid to ask, do you think the rejuvenation of the country is hopeful? I am afraid that the weather in Yanziwu is still far from the point where things can happen."

Murongfu's expression changed, and then he smiled bitterly again, "My son has a bright eye, although I have been thinking hard every night, Murongfu has yet to find a good strategy for rejuvenating the country."

Unexpectedly, he said with a chuckle: "In fact, the son is a fan of the authorities. Although the road to Dayan's restoration is difficult, it is not impossible. There are three strategies for the son to refer to."

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and did not expect this young man to say so.

Baodi immediately sneered and said: "No, no, you can even dare to claim that you have a plan to restore the country. You know how many generations of my Murong's efforts to restore the country, it's really big—"

"Shut up!" Murong Fu shouted.

Then he took a deep breath and bowed his hand to Mo Wen, "Please also teach me, Master!"

Mo Wen smiled, and stretched out three fingers, "The son wants to restore the country, there are actually three methods, I call it the three strategies of restoring the country, stealing the country, and stealing the country."

"The first policy is to restore the country, and it must be an uprising and fighting to build the foundation of the nation."

The bag next to him was different with a sneer, "Old growth sigh!"

And Murong Fu also had a hint of disappointment on his face, obviously they had thought about this method too.

But Mo Wen didn't care, but continued: "I know that the sons and fathers have had many plans over the years. The Murong family has also built a reputation in the martial arts, and wants to use the martial arts people to help and achieve great cause."

He said there was a pause, and then said categorically: "It's a pity that this path is wrong!"

"The martial arts are a lot of people, they may admire the prestige and brilliant skills of the Murong family~www.wuxiamtl.com~ but they will never die for the Murong family, not to mention the Murong family is a descendant of Xianbei, and most of the people in the martial arts It’s a Han Chinese. How can I help my son to regain his country? Throughout the history, those in power may have connections with the arena, but there is no such thing as a fundamental person. And as far as I can see, although the Murong family is famous in the arena, I’m afraid It’s not enough to order the heroes, and use the other way to do the same, that is to say the Murong family's martial arts, is it not jealous of the son?"

Murong Fu's expression changed, and he immediately asked, "Then Young Master Yi, what should my Murong family do?"

"Gather food and grass, recruit troops and horses, and wait for the time."

Murong Fu shook his head, "I haven't thought about it before, but it's not easy to talk about. As far as the matter of recruiting soldiers and buying horses, I Murong--"

Murong Fu had a sudden stop, and then he understood something, and a hint of joy appeared on his face.

Recruiting soldiers and buying horses naturally requires silver taels, but the Murong family’s financial resources are also inadequate, so I can only start from the quality of the soldiers and want to use martial arts people as a support. Already considered. (To be continued...)

ps: Thanks for the monthly pass for reflective thinking.