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Chapter 175 With superior skills, Mu Taoist joins the team!
  "Of course I'm sure!"

Murong Fu raised his eyes and looked at Mu Taoist, his tone was normal.

"You know that you are not willing to be inferior to others, and you also know that your martial arts skills are higher than what the world expected. Even Ximen Chuixue is far inferior to what you are today!"

Looking at Taoist Mu who was deep in thought, Murong Fu continued to speak slowly.

Mu Taoren sighed and said, "It seems you do know a lot of things!"

Murong Fu stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the wooden Taoist in front of him under the bamboo hat, and said slowly: "I always know a lot of things, and your matters are only part of it!"

On the Tongtian Cliff, clouds and mist surrounded Murong, who was dressed in white, making her look even more mysterious.

"So how to cooperate?"

Mu Taoren was silent for a long time after hearing this, and finally asked the question he was most concerned about.

He was now becoming more and more curious about the forces behind Murong Fu. Not to mention his martial arts skills in defeating all the ghosts, but the fact that he arrived at Ghost Villa alone was enough to prove that he was confident in coming here.

Neither his disciple Shi He nor his true identity can be hidden from his eyes. Naturally, not just an individual can detect all this information.

It is obvious from all this that there is a terrifying force in the world that he has not noticed yet!
  Whether it was Huo Xiu who founded Qingyi Tower or him who founded Ghost Villa, everything they did was as transparent in the eyes of that force!

"We'll talk about cooperation later. You and I can lend a hand first!"

Looking at Mu Taoist who seemed to be willing to cooperate, Murong Fu continued to speak.

"it is good!"

Mu Taoren nodded and agreed.

Perhaps he had had this idea for a long time. He was already one of the top martial artists in the world, and he was only half a step away from being the so-called number one in the world.

Although Lu Xiaofeng, Ximen Chuixue, Dugu Yihe, Zen Master Dabei of Shaolin Temple and others were highly skilled in martial arts, he never regarded these people as real opponents in his heart!
  But now, Murong Fu knew all about his secret plan without telling him, and he even came to his door!
  Such an encounter was even worse than the humiliation of being forced into the position of leader!
  Murong Fu, who was dressed in white, had already taken the initiative to extend his right hand forward. The meaning of joining hands was naturally to compare the level of cultivation between the two.

Mu Daoren, regardless of his scheming and martial arts skills, can be said to be the number one choice in the world during Lu Xiaofeng's era, compared to the young old man Wu Ming who has never fought anyone from beginning to end.

Mu Taoren was the first and last person who made Lu Xiaofeng feel unilaterally suppressed in terms of martial arts, strategy, and internal strength.

Even Ximen Chuixue, who experienced the decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City in the original work, was greatly inferior to Mu Taoist at this time. If his plan had not been so perfect, even his own daughter was hidden from him, and he ended up with that wry smile. No ending!

Although Mu Tao Ren has promised to cooperate now, if he does not show some real strength, he will definitely not cooperate honestly in the next cooperation!

Mu Taoist did not hesitate when he saw this. As he slowly stepped forward, he actually stretched out a hand to put it on.

And with this hand-in-hand, Taoist Zhu Douxiamu's eyes also showed sharpness like sharp needles.

However, soon, Mu Taoren suddenly felt an irresistible force coming from under his hand.

He pressed Murong Fu's right palm with one hand, and the pressure suddenly began to increase slowly.

Upon noticing this scene, Mu Tao Ren's eyes flashed coldly, and his whole body aura suddenly changed. The noble and glorious Mu Tao Ren soon ceased to exist, and suddenly turned into a sinister, arrogant, talented and powerful old swordsman.

But even the old sword handle showed a hint of surprise when faced with the irresistible force coming from below.

He is nearly seventy years old, and if you look at the world of internal strength and accomplishments, I am afraid no one can match him!
  But the Murong Fu in front of him seems to be an exception. It should be noted that he has used 70% of his strength, but Murong Fu's palm still does not move at all, and even continues to move upward faintly.

Seeing this, Mu Taoist's expression gradually became serious under the bamboo hat, and the left palm resting on it began to exert force, and began to compete with Murong Fu's right hand below him.

And this pressure in front of others is likely to have two results: the bones in Murong Fu's right palm will be broken by the pressure, or he will be forced to kneel down.

But it is a pity that Murong Fu had the third result. No matter how hard Mu Taoist exerted his strength, Murong Fu's right palm was always as steady as a mountain, and even continued to move upward slightly.

Beads of sweat began to drip from Mu Taoist's temples under his bamboo hat. This result was obviously beyond his expectation.

With his current level of internal strength, even Zen Master Dabei of Shaolin Temple is inferior to him, but Murong Fu, who is only in his early twenties, is still able to do it with ease...

Witnessing this scene with his own eyes, the surprise in Mu Taoist's expression gradually turned into consternation, and there was even a trace of panic in his heart that he had never felt before.

But he was a Mu Taoist after all, so he quickly regained his composure. He would rather die than give up easily!
  Fortunately, he finally stabilized his figure, and the two of them continued to compete with their hands tightly together. As for his arm, he had already been imbued with amazing real power.

Use force to resist force, and the weak will be defeated. There is no room for compromise in this process.

There are many kinds of martial arts to defeat the enemy. Some are won by "qi", some are won by "strength", some are won by "power", and some are won by "skill". This is common sense in the world, even if it is wooden Taoists are no exception.

And now that his true power has been unleashed, it's like an arrow on the string and a man on the back of a tiger. It's too late to withdraw.

If he withdraws his strength now, Murong Fu's right hand filled with true energy will be enough to break his arm. Although he will not die, it will be more difficult for Mu Taoist to accept than death!

He had been planning this plan for almost half his life, and now that someone had discovered it, would he have to admit defeat?

There was a crisp sound of "bang", and the rocky ground under Mu Taoist's feet was automatically broken, and large beads of sweat appeared on his face.

He didn't have to take such a risk, but his arrogance as a master did not allow him to continue to retreat!

If he quits this time, there will be a next time. And he is nearly 70 years old, how many more times will there be?
  So he will never take a step back!

But now he felt his breathing getting heavier, his heartbeat speeding up, and even his eyes seemed to have gradually bulged out.

The only strength that keeps him going is his perseverance over the years!

However, no matter whether he wins or loses in this battle, he is bound to pay a heavy price, and Mu Daojin did not have to do so.

Maybe he never thought that Murong Fu's cultivation would be so profound. Maybe he has begun to regret it now.

But when he saw that the balance of victory was about to reverse, and he began to show signs of weakness...

Murong Fu suddenly smiled and took a step back. The force under his arm that was like a volcanic eruption suddenly disappeared. This made him stagger a little and almost lost his balance.

But after all, he was a Mu Taoist. He still stabilized his figure, but his face was ugly and terrifying.

He really couldn't imagine that his opponent could calmly withdraw his true power under such circumstances. It seemed that this battle was defeated without any excuse!

Before he could fully breathe, Murong Fu was able to speak and said, "You lose!"

"Yes, I lost!"

Mu Daoren breathed heavily, rarely showing a trace of exhaustion, and he admitted.

Looking around the world, there are many talented people, such as Ximen Chuixue, Lu Xiaofeng, and Ye Gucheng, but these people can be proficient in swordsmanship, light kung fu, or finger kung fu.

But there is one thing that is the advantage of older people like them, and that is internal strength!

As they age, their physical strength and energy begin to decline, and their physical fitness begins to lag behind those of the young people, but their internal skills become more and more refined, especially the internal skills he learned, which are the true traditions of Wudang.

With nearly sixty years of experience, he is confident that no one can compare to him in terms of internal strength!
  But it happened that in the process of internal skill, he lost to a young man, a young man who was fifty years younger than him! In an instant, Mu Taoren even had the illusion that he was old. Whenever he met any amazing young people, he had never had this idea before.

Maybe he is really old!

Mu Daoren raised his head and looked at Murong Fu, who looked slightly pale. His confidence was shaken for the first time!

After about half a cup of tea, Mu Taoren's expression returned to normal. Looking at Murong Fu who had been waiting in front of him for a long time, he spoke: "What exactly do you want me to do?"

"You come with me!"

Looking at Mu Taoist in front of him who seemed to have recognized the reality, Murong Fu just said slowly.

If a person stands in the clouds for too long, they will become overconfident, but once they fall to the earth, they will quickly regain their sanity.

The Mu Taoist in front of me is such an example!
  ……

Wuyang City, Nanwang Mansion.

The wooden Taoist wearing a bamboo hat appeared here. Looking at the smiling Prince Nan in front of him and the banished immortal in white who seemed to fall from the clouds, he couldn't help but sigh.

He was a smart man. When he arrived here and saw Prince Nan and Ye Gucheng, the Lord of Baiyun City, he quickly guessed that he was involved in a bigger plan.

Ye Gucheng and Murong Fu are considered to be the best martial arts masters in the world. If the two of them join forces to fight against the enemy, even if he cannot survive thirty moves.

But they are still so cautious in recruiting themselves in, and it is not difficult to guess what they want!

After all, Prince Nan is already a rich man, but he has tried his best to recruit Ye Gucheng, Murong Fu, and himself. Naturally, what he wants is not trivial!
  The only motive is the throne of the Lord of the World!

Thinking of this, Mu Taoist's expression under the bamboo hat couldn't help but become solemn. The risks involved in participating in such a plan can be imagined.

Once the success falls short, I am afraid that even the Wudang Sect founded by Master Sanfeng will be implicated!
  But again, once it is accomplished, he will not only be able to successfully take charge of Wudang, but his reputation will probably be even greater than that of Sanfeng Zhenren in the past.

"Mu Taoist pays homage to the Crown Prince!"

He immediately raised his hands and saluted the Crown Prince Nan in front of him.

This bow seemed to be just a salute, but in fact it had shown his attitude to Prince Nan.

The risks involved in treason are well known!

But looking at the world, who can resist the two people joining forces in front of them?
  Ximen Chuixue can't do it, Dugu Yihe can't do it, Zen Master Dabei can't do it, and of course he can't do it either!
  And once he joins in and combines the power of the three of them, even the power of the palace will not be able to stop them!
  So Mu Taoren soon made a choice...

"The Taoist priest doesn't need to be polite. With the Taoist priest's help this time, Xiao Wang will be more confident!"

Seeing Mu Daoren salute him, Prince Nan's smile became even brighter.

He had listened to Murong Fu's advice earlier and finally postponed the plan. Now Murong Fu has indeed brought a strong support. With the participation of the famous Wudang Taoist Mu Taoist, it will undoubtedly be a great help for the implementation of the plan.

"Mr. Murong, I wonder if we can implement the plan now?"

After helping Mu Taoist up with a smile, Prince Nan looked at Murong Fu again and asked in a respectful tone.

Murong Fu said: "I advise the prince to be patient and wait for a while."

"Is it because of that invisible big hand?"

Prince Nan frowned.

"Not bad!"

Murong Fu nodded.

"Mr. Murong, is that invisible hand really so powerful?"

Seeing that Murong Fu was still so cautious now that Taoist Mu was involved in the plan, Prince Nan couldn't help but feel a little more curious.

Mu Daoren's Ghost Villa, Murong Fu's Tsing Yi Tower, and the forces that he has cultivated and bribed for many years under the command of Prince Nan. Once these three forces join forces, the power they unleash will be earth-shattering.

However, even if the three families worked together, Murong Fu advised him to be calm and calm...

"The power of the Invisible Man Organization is far greater than the Crown Prince expected, and there are people in the Invisible Man Organization who have the same idea!"

Looking at Prince Nan in front of him, Murong Fu said slowly.

"who is it?"

Prince Nan's smile froze and he asked in a deep voice.

Murong Fu said: "Prince Taiping!"

"So it's him?"

Hearing this, Prince Nan's tone was complicated, but his expression didn't seem surprised.

It should be noted that among the clan kings, the Taiping Prince's Palace is still more powerful than the Southern Prince's Palace, but Prince Taiping is obsessed with pleasure, and Prince Taiping's son is said to rarely appear in the outside world because of his weak body.

However, I didn't expect that he actually paid this attention.

Murong Fu said: "Your Majesty, please don't underestimate this Prince of Taiping. He studied under a famous master and his swordsmanship is so high that he has surpassed 90% of the swordsmen in the world. Among the swordsmen in the world, only Ye Chengzhu and Mu Daoren can defeat him." One chip!"

"His swordsmanship is so high?"

Hearing this, Crown Prince Nan's expression changed slightly.

He had already seen Murong Fu's martial arts, and for him to comment like this, it was obvious that Prince Taiping's swordsmanship was indeed extremely high.

Ye Gucheng and Mu Daoren's eyes lit up at the same time, and they were obviously interested in the news.

"Prince Taiping's swordsmanship is indeed superb, but he is not the person I am afraid of!"

Seeing the three people's interest, Murong Fu spoke again.

"And Prince Taiping has such attainments, not only because of his extraordinary talent, but also because the person who taught him swordsmanship behind him is extremely extraordinary. This person is profound in knowledge and knows almost all martial arts in the world. He is an amazing talent that has been rarely seen in the world for hundreds of years. Stunning person!"

"Who is this person?"

Mu Taoren and Ye Gucheng said at the same time.

"Little old man Wu Ming!"

Murong Fu slowly said his name.

(End of this chapter)