Become a disciple of Huashan, but the Sword Sect

Chapter 215 Murong Fu’s Spring
Leigu Mountain.

Within the pine forest.

The doorless wooden house where Wu Yazi was originally hiding has been transformed into three monasteries by Feng Asan, the sixth "skillful craftsman", one of the eight friends of Hangu, with his superb carpentry skills.

It's nearly noon.

Murong Fu was practicing his sword in the open space in front of the wooden house.

In the more than a month since the end of the Zhenlong chess game to now, his martial arts has been improving day by day under the guidance of Wu Yazi.

Next to the chessboard under the old tree.

Wang Yuyan looked at Murong Fu, who had a graceful figure and a sword in his hand, and his beautiful black and white eyes were full of brilliant colors.

Wu Yazi sat on the wooden couch and nodded with satisfaction: "Fu'er's qualifications are not bad. In time, he will become a great person."

Wang Yuyan said happily: "Grandpa, you taught me well."

She was seriously injured in Lingjiu Palace that day. She wanted to rush back to Xixia to heal her injuries, but she was still worried about what Yan Bugui said.

Others didn't know Su Xinghe's identity, but Li Qiushui knew it clearly and knew that his move must have a purpose.

Li Qiushui couldn't bear the disturbance, so he went straight to the Central Plains, determined to find out the matter.

Wang Yuyan said with a hint of regret: "My cousin is still young, there will always be opportunities in the future."

It was like a poisonous snake was gnawing at her heart.

As for the person who could make Su Xinghe go through so much trouble, there is no other person in the world besides Wu Yazi.

"Of course I'm here to visit my senior brother." Li Qiu Shui said softly: "One day and a hundred days of kindness, since I know you are here, why should I not come?"

Aiwu and Wuxia also favored Murong Fu.

Wu Yazi was shocked: "Qiu, Qiushui, why are you here?" "

However, Xiaoyao sect's martial arts all require deep internal strength as the foundation. Even if he had the intention to teach Murong Fu's "Tianshan Six Yang Palm" and "Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand" and other advanced skills, he was powerless.

Li Qiushui carefully looked at the girl in front of him, who looked almost eighty-nine times similar to her before she was disfigured, and asked in surprise: "Are you... A Luo's daughter?"

Hearing Wu Yazi's address to Murong Fu, Wang Yuyan couldn't help but feel ashamed.

She had heard this name mentioned by her mother, Li Qingluo. But Li Qiushui married into the Xixia royal family a long time ago.

Therefore, Wang Yuyan has always only heard of her grandmother's name but never met her in person.

Wu Yazi smiled and said, "Don't worry Yuyan, he is my grandson-in-law, and grandpa will not be stingy."

"Are you grandma?" Wang Yuyan looked at Li Qiushui curiously.

"It's a pity that his internal strength is not strong enough to learn the martial arts of our Xiaoyao sect." Wu Yazi has lived in idiocy for more than thirty years, and now he has his granddaughter by his side, which can be said to be a great relief.

"Grandpa's words make sense." Wang Yuyan nodded deeply: "Then I will ask grandpa to give my cousin more advice."

"Senior brother, I haven't seen you for so many years. You seem to be in good spirits!" With a plaintive sigh, a white figure floated down from the sky like a ghost and landed next to the chessboard.

Wu Yazi said: "Langhuan Jade Cave and the Murong family's Huanshi Shuige have countless books. If you can understand the strengths of all the schools and master them, you may not be much worse than the Xiaoyao sect's martial arts."

Su Xinghe had previously invited young talents from all over the world to participate in a chess tournament in the Deaf and Mute Valley, and the news spread throughout the world.

"Yuyan has met grandma."

"Is your mother okay?" Li Qiushui's eyes showed a look of memory. She hasn't seen this daughter for a long time.

"My mother is very good, but she always misses my grandma." Wang Yuyan looked at Li Qiushui and was secretly surprised.

Grandpa is already over ninety years old, and grandma must be quite old. Why does she look similar to my mother?

When Murong Fu heard the commotion, he immediately stopped and came forward to pay homage to Li Qiushui.

After Li Qiushui responded lightly, his eyes returned to Wu Yazi.

"Senior brother, I thought you had forgotten me after all these years."

Wu Yazi's face was full of emotions: "I am still alive today, thanks to your mercy in stopping the traitor. You are so kind and merciful that it is difficult for me to forget even if I want to."

Li Qiushui said quietly: "I know that senior brother is angry, but you can't blame me. You only have eyes for the jade statue and don't take me to heart at all."

Wu Yazi was half-hearted and realized that he was not taking any responsibility in this matter, so he changed the subject and said, "You have time to come here. Didn't you go see Senior Sister?"

Li Qiushui said resentfully: "That old woman has the help of experts you hired. How can I still trouble her again?"

Wu Yazi said helplessly: "We are all in the same sect, and I really don't want to see you killing each other."

"Does senior brother really care about us?"

"Of course."

"Really? Isn't it my little sister that you should really care about?"

As soon as Li Qiu Shui's words came out, Wu Yazi's pupils suddenly trembled, and he froze on the wooden couch as if he had been struck by lightning.

"You, how did you know?" This was the secret that Wu Yazi had buried deep in his heart and was going to take into the coffin and never mentioned it to anyone. Seeing his expression, Li Qiu Shui couldn't understand why, and couldn't help but smile miserably: "It's true! Senior brother, you really hide your secrets.

It’s in vain that my senior sister and I have a deep love for you and have been vendetta against each other for your whole life.

As a result... haha~ the biggest fools in the world are the two of us. "

As he spoke, Li Qiushui's face suddenly turned a strange blush under the white gauze.

"Pfft -" Li Qiu Shui groaned and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Wu Yazi was shocked: "Qiu Shui, are you injured?"

"Senior sister is lucky. She has two junior brothers protecting her. Unlike me, I am alone and helpless." Li Qiushui's body trembled slightly, and his voice also trembled.

Wu Yazi asked in surprise: "What two junior brothers?"

"Pfft——" Li Qiushui spat out another mouthful of blood.

Running all the way, she didn't have time to heal her injuries, so she only relied on her extremely powerful internal strength to temporarily suppress the injuries.

Now her emotions were agitated, her Qi was out of control, and her injuries broke out again.

"No, Yuyan, help your grandma over quickly." Wu Yazi had already seen Li Qiushui's injury.

The Xiaoyao Sect's internal strength is unparalleled in the world, unparalleled in ancient and modern times, but it has a disadvantage.

Once the internal force is out of control, conflicts will burst out in the limbs and bones. If it cannot be vented in time, the pain will be unbearable.

Wang Yuyan and Murong Fu hurriedly brought Li Qiushui to the wooden couch.

Wu Yazi immediately pressed her back spiritual point, urging Beiming's true energy to guide her back to her original state.

But Wu Yazi had forgotten that after his inner strength was passed on to Yan Bugui, he only had more than twenty years of skill left, which was not enough to subdue the Xiao Wuxiang Gong Zhenqi that Li Qiu Shui had cultivated all his life.

The two people's internal strength came from the same school, with similar nature, and they merged together instantly.

Wu Yazi failed to save others, but instead got himself involved, and his expression suddenly changed.

When one person is strong and the other is weak, he cannot use the Beiming Divine Art to absorb Li Qiu Shui's internal energy.

"Senior!" Murong Fu saw that the situation between the two of them was not good, so he immediately came behind Wu Yazi and used his kung fu to transfer his internal energy to him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came into contact with Wu Yazi's body, his inner energy poured out crazily.

"Great power transformation method!" Murong Fu's face turned pale with horror. He wanted to struggle, but his hands were stuck to Wu Yazi's back.

Beiming's magical power cannot absorb people with higher internal strength than one's own, otherwise it will be like a vast ocean pouring into a river, causing unpredictable dangers and putting one's life in danger.

But if the enemy takes the initiative to send internal energy, that's another matter.

"Cousin! Grandpa, grandma!" Wang Yuyan was anxious when she saw the expressions on the three people's faces were wrong. However, although she is proficient in martial arts all over the world, her internal strength is low and she is of no use at all.

Li Qiushui glanced at her, endured the severe pain in his body and said, "Senior brother, I am seriously injured and there is no way I can be saved. Don't harm this junior because of me."

"But……"

"Don't hesitate. The only way to save his life is by going against the luck of Beiming's magical power and passing on the out-of-control internal energy to our grandson-in-law.

Do you want to see Yuyan sad? "

"Okay!" Wu Yazi gritted his teeth and then reversed the Beiming Divine Skill, integrating his and Li Qiushui's skills into one body and sending them back to Murong Fu's body.

All of a sudden.

Murong Fu felt a hot torrent pouring into the meridians of his arms through the "Laogong Point" on his palms.

At the same time, Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui were sweating profusely on their faces and necks, and their faces were aging rapidly.

When their hair turned white and began to fall off, Murong Fu could no longer feel the energy coming from them.

"Senior brother, are you disappointed to die with me?" Li Qiushui fell into Wu Yazi's arms, losing his inner strength but regaining some energy.

"How could it be?" Wu Yazi said ashamedly, "I can't help you in my life. You are still willing to accompany me, but it's too late for me to be happy.

I only hope that I can have the opportunity to make it up to you in the next life. "

Wang Yuyan's eyes turned red and she burst into tears. She said urgently: "Cousin, please save them quickly."

Murong Fu pressed Wu Yazi's back again: "Senior, I will return my inner strength to you right now."

"It's useless." Wu Yazi said: "Our inner strength is connected with the heart. Once the true energy is lost, death is inevitable.

Fu'er, I will ask you to take care of Yuyan from now on. "

Murong Fu nodded solemnly: "Junior, I obey."

After he finished speaking, Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui looked at each other and smiled, then suddenly their heads and necks drooped, and they closed their eyes at the same time and died.

(End of this chapter)