Chapter 1 Gusu Murong
The World of Comprehensive Martial Arts, Gusu Murong, and Yanziwu.

In the courtyard, there is a furnace of fragrance, dressed in white, holding scriptures in hand, leisurely and contented.

It is Murong Fu who is called Tianlong South Murong North Qiaofeng.

Gu Ling did not expect that he would come to such a world and become Murong Fu, a tragic figure.

This is a typical example of a good hand playing poorly!
Once it comes, it will be safe. Gu Ling originally wanted to rely on his familiarity with the world to live out this life in peace.

Unexpectedly, with the blessing of the heavens, Gu Ling awakened Goldfinger!
Reading System!

As long as you read the scriptures, exercises, and martial arts, you can instantly get rewards for skills and martial arts.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the reading of the Nine Suns Divine Art and gaining 50 years of skill!"

At this moment, the ancient tomb turned over the last page, the Nine Suns Divine Art was finished reading, and the system beeped.

The terrifying internal force impacted all limbs and bones, and Gu Ling felt extremely comfortable.

The properties are as follows!
Host: Gu Ling [Murong Fu]

Skill: Hundred years of cultivation!
Heart Dharma: Small Formless Art, Beiming Divine Art, Nine Suns Divine Art

Martial arts, joint fingers, battles and stars, Murong swordsmanship, one yang finger, Lingbo microsteps

weapon, heirloom sword

"It's actually been given for 50 years at once, which is much better than Beiming Shengong and Xiao Wuxiang!"

Hearing this, Gu Ling was also surprised.

He read the first two volumes, with a total of only 50 years of skill!

One book of Nine Suns Divine Art is directly equivalent to two books.

"The four great martial arts under Jin Daxia's hands are well-deserved!"

The current self, in Tianlong, should be considered a top expert!

Gu Ling, who knows the plot, is very clear that the original work, Xu Zhu who was cheating, has only absorbed the skills of three big bosses for 200 years!
This year, Gu Ling has been familiar with the classics in his family's Huanshishui Pavilion, as well as the Langhuan Jade Cave of his cousin Wang Yuyan's family, and his strength has already surpassed all others.

Just to be on the safe side, Gu Ling chose to wait for the opportunity.

Knowing the location of the Nine Suns Divine Art, Guling sent four people to Huashan a year ago to find the White Ape and get back the Divine Art!
I thought that half a year would be enough, but I didn't think it would take a year.

I only came back today, the ancient mausoleum spent two hours, and after reading it, my skills soared.

"My lord! You must be tired after watching this for so long! Let me rub your shoulders!"

At this time, there was a gust of fragrant wind, and a weak and boneless hand was already on Gu Ling's body.

Of course it was Murong Fu's two servants, Abi among them.

The most famous Tianlong is the beauty Wang Yuyan. After coming to this world, Gu Ling knew that this Azhu Abi is not bad, although it is not as beautiful as Wang Yuyan, but it has a different style.

Don't be too happy for Gu Ling to be served like this.

"Murong Fu in the previous life was really useless. With such a family background, he can be like that. What a shit! Now that I'm here, I have a system. It's different. I, Murong Fu, will be number one in the world."

Guling issued a great wish!

Although he has hundreds of years of skill now, this world is not simple. The world of Jin Daxia is only part of it. In the Sui and Tang Dynasties in the East, there are Cihang Jingzhai and Demon Gate.

Those characters can shatter the void, and their combat power is not at the same level.

But Gu Ling is not in a hurry, he already has an idea in his heart, he knows a lot of unique places, as long as he finds an opportunity, he can find them, improve his skills, and snap his fingers.

"That's right! What happened to Feng Bo E and the others?"

At this time, Gu Ling remembered that in order to find the Nine Suns Divine Art, the four of them fought against the white ape and their arms were broken.

"Don't worry, my lord! Sister Ah Zhu has found a genius doctor, and everything will be fine."

"That's good! They have made great contributions to me, and they can't treat me badly, and reward them with gold."

In the past year, under Gu Ling's command, the Murong family has been well managed by Azhu Abi, the family has a big business and no worries about money.

Moreover, Gu Ling also knew about the treasures of Liancheng, so there was no shortage of money at all.

This treasure is as rich as an enemy, and an empire can be smashed to death with money.

Although Gu Ling concentrates on studying martial arts, he is also very clear about the outside world, counting the time, Xu Zhu and Duan Yu should be making their debut soon.

It's just a pity that this time, they met someone bigger than them!

In the quiet night, the ancient mausoleum keeps the body nourished.

At this moment, there was movement in the air, and the black shadow broke in directly, heading back to Shishui Pavilion.

"It's really bold! I have learned all the scriptures in it that I can fancy, but I don't allow outsiders to get involved. This is because I didn't pay attention to the Murong family."

The Murong Fu in front of him is too good-for-nothing, Gusu Murong has become a joke, so he is really ignored.

But now, the ancient tomb is here, Gusu Murong, it will definitely change another day.

"This is the Huanshi Water Pavilion of Murong's family! Today, the monk will enter and read the scriptures!"

The black shadow came, looked at the water pavilion, and said directly!
It was Jiumozhi, a Tubo scholar.

This is a martial idiot, but he acts openly and aboveboard, and will not hide his head and show his tail.

It took only one step, and at this moment, a powerful aura appeared, and the terrifying power surprised Jiumozhi!
"Is there such a capable person in the Murong family? Could it be that old man Murong has seen through my thoughts?"

But now there is no time to think too much, just back away.

Then, the figure of Gu Ling came before his eyes.

Lingbo micro-step.

"You are Murong Fu? Your strength..."

At a glance, Jiumozhi recognized Gu Ling, but seeing Murong Fu's strength, he was stunned.

"It turned out to be Tubo's national teacher. I didn't know what to do with my Yanziwu!"

It's easy to recognize, Jiumozhi's image is so classic, Gu Ling recognized it at a glance.

In the previous life, after Murong made his comeback, he was tortured by Jiumozhi all over the place, and his self-esteem was severely trampled on.

Only now, it will be different.

"I actually know about this little monk. I heard that Mr. Murong hasn't gone out for a year, and he doesn't want to know everything about the outside world like the back of his hand. This little monk admires him!"

At this moment, Jiumozhi saluted and said.

One bite at a time, with a good attitude.

"Today, the little monk wants to borrow the scriptures from the Shui Pavilion, so I would like to ask the young master to make it easier for me!"

At this time, Jiumozhi got to the point.

"The national teacher is joking! My Murong family's book collection is not accessible to outsiders. Leave, otherwise, the younger generation will not be polite!"

Gu Ling responded calmly.

I haven't practiced so far, so I will try my hand with Tubo Guoshi today.

"So, please advise!"

The figure moved, as fast as lightning, and the small Wuxiang Kungfu activated the Wuxiang Jiezhi.

Facing the ancient tomb is to kill.

The terrifying storm crushes everything.

Gu Ling didn't move, just stood there!
Seeing this, Jiumozhi thought that Murong Fu was frightened into a fool.

"Nan Murong just has a false name. He is not on the same level as Bei Qiaofeng!"

Jiumozhi felt disdainful.

boom!
At this moment, Gu Ling pointed out that the hundred-year-old skill was activated, and the momentum was magnificent, like the rushing sea.

At the moment of contact, Jiumozhi's figure flew upside down, blood rolling.

Secretly suppressed, it took a lot of effort to stabilize the figure and not be embarrassed.

Although it is a hundred years of skill, the Gu Ling didn't use it all, only 50 years.

Jiumozhi's eyes were wide open, his hands were trembling unceasingly, and it was difficult to even take a step.

"Haha! Shen Hezhi is indeed a martial arts masterpiece. I admire it. There are not many people in the world who can equalize with this monk! Come to learn it someday!"

After Jiumozhi finished speaking, he left immediately.

"Pretend to be the strongest, and get beaten by the most vicious! You are worthy of being the Tubo national teacher! That's all!"

Gu Ling, who knows everything, knows Jiumozhi's final fate, so there is no need to kill them all.

puff!

In the suburbs, Jiumozhi vomited blood!

"Nan Murong's reputation is well-deserved, the rumors have misled me, this person dares to kill him!"

Jiumozhi stumbled away.

(End of this chapter)

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