Murong Fu Dongfangqing

Murong Fu explained the joints to her while walking, half an hour later, Li Mochou felt that the zhenqi in her body had increased a little, and looked at Murong Fu strangely.

Murong Fu explained: "This footwork is called Lingbo Weibu. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the best lightness skill in the world. It can increase internal strength by daily practice. When facing the enemy, not only does it not consume true energy, but it can also restore true energy. It is amazing. .”

Li Mochou was ecstatic, she didn't expect Murong Fu to teach her such unique skills just after she became her teacher, she was moved and at the same time secretly made up her mind: Master treats me so well, I will not let him down.

The two practiced for another hour, Li Mochou felt bored and wanted to vomit.Without knowing the Book of Changes, it is still not enough to forcefully learn this Lingbo Weibu, Murong Fu sighed slightly.

He taught Li Mochou Lingbo Micro-stepping, naturally he wanted to travel quickly, although it is possible to rely on vain to control the wind, but without the cooperation of Lingbo Micro-stepping, with Li Mochou's internal strength, he can only leap tens of miles.

Murong Fu's heart moved, he put his arms around Li Mochou's waist, and jumped away.

"Master, don't...don't be like this..." Li Mochou's pretty face flushed and her body went limp. .m.

"I'm in a hurry for the teacher, you are too slow, I will give you a ride."

Murong Fu's tone was flat, but he was sighing in his heart, this adult woman is different, her body is soft and fragrant, she is not at all comparable to children like Xiao Longnu and Murong Xue.

Li Mochou was both shy and annoyed, why is Master like this, did men touch this place casually?Helpless, I can only keep telling myself, "Master is still a child, Master is still a child..."

But seeing the scenery around him keep receding, as if he was flying, he was also full of admiration for Murong Fu's lightness kung fu.

After a while Murong Fu found that Li Mochou was leaning on him completely, turned his head and saw that Li Mochou's face was flushed, her small mouth was slightly parted, and her winking eyes were as silky as silk. look.

Murong Fu was taken aback for a moment, then thought: Could this be some kind of legendary natural beauty?

More than ten days later, Murong Fu and Li Mochou arrived at a small town at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain in Dehe Province.

In the inn, Li Mochou was dressing Murong Fu, for nearly half a month, Murong Fu was in charge of "walking" and Li Mochou was in charge of "clothing, food and housing" for the two of them.

In this world, "the master has something to do and the disciple will do his job" is a matter of course, Li Mochou has no complaints, not to mention that the master taught herself the best martial arts skills along the way.

I just heard Li Mochou say delicately: "Master, why are you so reluctant to see it at such a young age, and want to become a monk in Shaolin Temple?"

After these days of getting along, she also knew that this little master was very open-minded and didn't like her being respectful and respectful, not to mention she really couldn't bring herself to treat Murong Fu as a parent and elder.

"Don't worry, with such a gentle and considerate disciple, how could I be willing to go home, this time I have something to do when I come to Shaolin Temple."

"Hey, how can there be a master like you who molested his disciples." Li Mochou spat secretly, and turned her head away from looking at him.

This master is good at everything, but he loves to take advantage of others. I don't know where he learned it at a young age, but when he thinks of the words "gentle and considerate", he still feels a little bit happy in his heart.

Looking at this Jiao Didi apprentice's coquettish and angry look early in the morning, Murong Fu's lower body immediately reacted, his face froze, what if his apprentice found out.

Immediately ignoring the untidy clothes, Murong Fu moved towards the door, and a voice came from a distance: "I'm going out first, you just stay in the inn and wait for me."

Li Mochou was stunned, "Master, your belt..."

The Shaolin Temple in this world is divided into North and South Shaolin Temples, and the South Shaolin Temple is located in Putian, Fujian Province, presided over by Master Fangzheng.

North Shaolin is located on Shaoshi Mountain next to Songshan Mountain in Henan Province. It is presided over by Abbot Xuanci. The Shaolin Temple usually refers to North Shaolin.

At this time, in front of the gate of Shaolin Temple, a young monk clasped his hands together and said, "Murong benefactor, the abbot is here to invite you."

Shaolin Temple is different from Tianlong Temple, Tianlong Temple generally does not accept outsiders, but Shaolin Temple has no such rules, besides, his cheap father is an old friend of Abbot Xuanci, Murong Fu simply mixed in, and then tried to "borrow" the Yi Jin Jing .

"Think about that cheap old man Murong Bo, he should be in Shaolin Temple now, don't know where he is hiding?" Murong Fu thought deeply.

Following the little monk's twists and turns to a meditation room, Abbot Xuanci went out to greet him, clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, rare visitor, rare visitor."

Although Murong Fu is young, he is already regarded as the head of a sect, so the abbot treats him with the courtesy of the head of his sect.

Murong Fu replied politely: "If you disturb me, I still look at Haihan."

Abbot Xuanci smiled kindly and said: "Don't disturb, don't disturb, please come inside!"

After the host and guest were seated, Abbot Xuanci saw Murong Fu's disheveled appearance and asked doubtfully, "Why is little benefactor Murong in such a mess?"

Murong Fu looked embarrassed, "When I was down the mountain, I met a thief and took off my belt."

Abbot Xuanci was even more puzzled. It can be said that the area around the Shaolin Temple was the most deeply influenced by Buddhism. The residents at the foot of the mountain almost didn't pick up things on the road, and they didn't close their doors at night. How could there be thieves?

But then he thought that Murong Fu is also a member of the martial arts, and he might have met some kind of martial arts master, so he immediately asked: "Do you need my help?"

Murong Fu shook his head and said, "No need, thank you abbot for your kindness."

Abbot Xuanci didn't force it, and asked again: "I don't know why little benefactor Murong came to our temple?"

Murong Fu pondered for a while and said: "It's like this, my parents are newly mourned, and I feel uneasy. I thought of borrowing a few Buddhist scriptures from the Sutra Library of your temple, and going back to save the spirits of the two elders in heaven, and talk about showing filial piety."

Abbot Xuanci smiled slightly and said: "Master Murong's filial piety is commendable. I believe that your father's order will be reassuring. It is the mission of Shaolin Temple to spread Buddhism. Our temple never refuses guests to borrow Buddhist scriptures."

Abbot Xuanci paused for a moment and continued: "It's just that the second floor of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion is where our temple stores martial arts secret books. Non-my temple disciples are not allowed to enter. I hope that Master Murong will not mind."

"I don't know if 'Lingtang' is happy or not, but if 'Ling Zun' knows that I have chanted scriptures to save him, I'm afraid he will be really mad." But Murong Fu didn't dare to say this, and said in his mouth:

"Master, don't worry, I will save you, and I will never step into the second floor of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion."

"Then please wait a moment, my little benefactor. I will arrange for my disciples to take the benefactor to the Sutra Pavilion."

"Thank you abbot."

Murong Fu followed a young monk to the Sutra Pavilion.Looking at the many Buddhist scriptures, Murong Fu secretly clicked his tongue. The real heritage of Shaolin Temple still lies in these Buddhist scriptures. It is a pity that because of the war in later generations, the scripture storage pavilion was burned down.

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