Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Chapter 445: Carvings on the Cliff
Aguda circled around the giant snake's corpse, shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity that there are only you and me here, otherwise we could carry the snake's corpse back and exchange it for a lot of supplies for the tribe."

Murong Fu casually took out a dagger and threw it to Aguda: "The skin and teeth of this giant python are rare treasures. This dagger is also a magical weapon that can cut iron like mud. You can use it to take off the teeth and skin of the giant python and take them away."

Aguda took the dagger and looked at it. He saw that the dagger was only half a foot long. The handle was made of gold and inlaid with cat's eye, purple jade and other gemstones. Aguda pulled the dagger out of the green shark skin sheath. In the winter sun, the blade shone coldly, and the chill was overwhelming. Aguda couldn't help but praise: "Good, good weapon!"

Murong Fu said: "I give it to you!"

Aguda did not thank him. According to the Jurchen custom, all the property in a tribe belonged to the entire tribe. Aguda did not think much of the gift of the magic weapon.

Murong Fu let Aguda busy himself, and walked towards the giant eagle with great interest: "Brother Eagle, is the healing medicine I gave you still useful?"

After the giant eagle ate a few Nine-Turn Bear Snake Pills, its condition improved greatly. The look it gave Murong Fu became much kinder, and its vigilance was greatly reduced.

Murong Fu waved the newly dug ginseng in his hand and said with a smile: "I saved your life, so this thing belongs to me. It's reasonable, isn't it?"

I don’t know if the giant eagle understood what Murong Murong Fu said, but I saw it nodded and chirped twice, as if it agreed.

Murong Fu waited for a while. After Aguda had cut the snake skin and fangs and packed them, the two turned around and prepared to go home.

Just after taking a few steps, they heard bursts of eagle cries from behind, each one more rapid than the last. Then a strong wind blew by, and the giant eagle flew in front of Murong Fu and the others.

Murong Fu smiled calmly: "What's wrong? Are you still unable to let go of the treasure you've been thinking about? That won't do. I have to take it home to my wife."

The giant eagle seemed to understand Murong Fu's words. It shook its head desperately to deny it, kept shouting something, turned around and walked a few steps, then looked back at Murong Fu.

Aguda hesitated and said, "Murong, this Haidongqing seems to want you to follow him. I'm afraid there is some secret treasure."

Murong Fu's mind was moved: Isn't this scene just like the adventure of a certain ordinary-looking young man after losing his arm? Could he be lucky today?
Murong Fu said: "Brother Aguda, come with me to take a look."

After a while, Murong Fu, his companion and the eagle arrived in front of a cliff.

The giant eagle cried loudly towards the cliff, signaling Murong Fu to go down.

Murong Fu asked, "Do I have to jump off this cliff to find that thing?"

Aguda said: "Look below, there is a bulge!"

Murong Fu looked at it carefully and said, "This should be a stone platform. Could it be that the thing is hidden inside the stone platform?"

They saw a small black dot protruding from the clouds below the cliff. If they were not both very good-looking, they would not have been able to spot it. The distance was probably several dozen feet. What was even more dangerous was that this place was a cliff, and the top of the mountain was bare, without even a sapling to climb.

Seeing the two men hesitating, the giant eagle cried softly a few times, with a look of contempt on its face. Then, ignoring the two men, it jumped off the cliff, spread its wide wings and flew off.

Aguda was stunned: "Does this flat-haired beast look down on us?"

Murong Fu shook his head helplessly: "Brother Aguda, this place is too dangerous. With my light body skills, I am afraid it is difficult to take someone down with me."

Aguda laughed: "So Murong is worried about this. It's okay, just go ahead. I'll wait for you to come up here."

"Okay, then I'll trouble you, Brother Aguda, to wait here for a while." After saying that, Murong Fu stopped talking nonsense and leaped forward. Every time he fell a few feet, he would push himself against the cliff to adjust his direction and slow down his descent. After doing this for more than ten times, the stone platform above became clearly visible. Murong Fu tapped the cliff with his toes and landed steadily on the stone platform.

Only a familiar cry was heard, and the huge body of the giant eagle emerged from the cave, flapping its wings continuously as if it was getting impatient.

"Sorry for the long wait, Brother Eagle."

Murong Fu followed the giant eagle into the cave. To his surprise, the cave was not dark, nor did it have the musty smell that is common in ancient caves that never see sunlight all year round. The entire cave was bare, without even a single extra stone. The entire cave seemed to have been cut by a knife or an axe, and was very different from the surrounding environment.

"It seems that the reason why no one has come here for many years is because it is too dangerous. Even with my current martial arts skills, it takes a lot of effort to get down here, not to mention ordinary ginseng pickers."

Murong Fu stroked the wall of the cave, observing it carefully, and suddenly his eyes focused: "This, this was carved out by a sword!"

As a master of swordsmanship, Murong Fu was very familiar with the marks left by sword cuts. What surprised Murong Fu was that the entire passage was seamlessly integrated and was actually cut out by the sword!

There are many people in the martial arts world who use heavy weapons such as axes, and there are also masters among them who can rely on their profound skills to forcibly open up a passage in the rock. However, using a sword to do such a thing is unheard of, let alone opening up such a large passage on this cliff.

Murong Fu murmured, "If I'm not mistaken, this man's swordsmanship is probably not inferior to that of Duan Siping, the founding emperor of Dali who created the Six Meridians Divine Sword."

Why would such a master carve a cave here? The Murong family has been focusing on the rebellion for hundreds of years, and has collected extremely detailed information on masters of all generations, but there is no information about such a famous swordsman living in seclusion here.

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Originally, Murong Fu did not have high expectations for this trip. In his opinion, the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect that he had mastered were already top-notch in the world, not to mention the Lingjiu Palace stone wall martial arts waiting for him to study. He came here just to be curious about where such a magical divine eagle would take him. But after seeing this passage carved out by the sword, Murong Fu immediately became alert.

The passage was not long and it took only a cup of tea to walk through it. The giant eagle led the way and passed through a cave, and the road ahead suddenly opened up.

Murong Fu was stunned: "Is this the Grand Master Zhang that Yang Guo received?"

What was in front of me was not a snow cave that could freeze people to death as expected, but a paradise of warm spring. A hot spring was emitting wisps of hot steam from the ground, and around the hot spring, there was green grass and trees, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance of flowers.

"It seems that there is probably a volcano under this cliff. This strange sight is due to the geothermal heat."

Murong Fu admired the spectacle for a moment, then was called by the Divine Eagle to follow.

"I would like to see which outdoor expert left behind this blessed place."

Murong Fu followed the Divine Eagle to a cliff. Covered with green moss, he could vaguely see a number of words carved on it. Murong Fu took a deep breath, pressed against the cliff, and swept his fingers a few times, and the moss fell off.

"These words were actually carved with finger force?"

Murong Fu said in surprise.

With Murong Fu's current skills, it is not difficult to carve a few words on the rock with his fingers, but it is difficult to do so with thousands of words densely packed on the cliff.

After spending a meal reading all the inscriptions on the cliff, Murong Fu was extremely surprised.

"This! This is."