Everything starts from Tian Long Ba Bu

Chapter 89 Seven Treasures Ring
  "Become a member of Xiaoyao Sect?"

After hearing what Wu Yazi said, Murong Fu couldn't help but look strange.

"Yes, since Young Master Murong was able to acquire the secret knowledge of our sect in Wuliang Mountain, it is enough to prove that the young master has a destiny with our Xiaoyao sect!"

Wu Yazi, who was sitting in mid-air, looked at the carefree and leisurely Murong Fu in front of him and suddenly smiled.

He was physically disabled and was forced to hide in Leigu Mountain for more than twenty years. Naturally, what he wanted was to recruit another close disciple so that he could teach him all he had learned throughout his life.

For this reason, he specially spent three years to set up this Zhenlong chess game, appointed his eldest disciple Su Xinghe as the master of the game, and invited heroes from all over the world to solve it.

However, in the past twenty years or so, no one from the black and white masters has been able to crack it.

Seeing that he was almost old and that no one among the heroes in the world could crack the Zhenlong chess game he had set up, he was naturally disappointed.

Unexpectedly, today, the descendants of the "Gusu Murong Clan" found the Beiming Magic Skill left by Qiu Shui's sister in Wuliang Mountain in Dali. For a moment, they couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Mr. Murong, my Xiaoyao sect's secret knowledge covers the whole world. If you become my disciple, I will never disgrace the reputation of your Gusu Murong clan!"

Seeing that Murong Fu still seemed to be hesitating, Wu Yazi had to speak slowly.

It should be noted that only the leaders of the Xiaoyao sect in the past were qualified to practice this "Beiming Divine Skill", but Murong Fu, an outsider, started practicing it without the guidance of his own sect.

Such qualification naturally made Wu Yazi overjoyed.

Especially not to mention that Murong Fu in front of him had a face as good as a crown jewel, handsome appearance, and an extraordinary background. He was 100% in line with his expectations of a closed disciple.

After experiencing Ding Chunqiu's rebellion, Wu Yazi was extremely cautious in his requirements for accepting disciples. Good appearance was naturally the best, and what was even more rare was Murong Fu's character.

He just learned the Beiming Divine Technique left by Junior Sister Qiu Shui from Langhuan Paradise. Now that he has succeeded, he still comes to help the Xiaoyao Sect in eradicating the traitors as promised.

Moreover, he knew how to adapt, and he changed the promise of Qiu Shui Meizi to kill all the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect in the world, so he instead assisted the Xiaoyao Sect in eradicating the rebels.

Wu Yazi has been trapped in Leigu Mountain for more than twenty years. Now that he has met a disciple with such outstanding appearance, character, character and family, how can he be willing to let it go?
  It should be noted that if he only wanted revenge, he could pass on what he had learned throughout his life to Su Xinghe, because after experiencing the sneak attack of Ding Chunqiu, a traitor, he understood that his senior disciple had good qualifications, but he had been delayed by him all these years...

If he were to serve as the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, such a tragedy would inevitably happen again!

Therefore, Wu Yazi could endure the loneliness and sit in Leigu Mountain for more than twenty years, just looking for a closed disciple with good character and good qualifications.

The Murong Fu in front of him was undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.

"I wonder if Mr. Murong would like to become my disciple?"

Looking at Young Master Pianpian in front of him, Wu Yazi's tone rarely revealed a trace of sincerity.

"Senior thinks so highly of me, how could I be so ungrateful!"

Seeing Wu Yazi's tone being so sincere, Murong Fu couldn't help but sigh.

Then he stepped forward and bowed deeply, saying in a respectful tone: "Murong Fu has met Master!"

Murong Fu came here this time because he had the idea in his heart of becoming associated with the Xiaoyao Sect.

But now Wu Yazi suddenly wanted to accept him as his disciple. Although Murong Fu was surprised, he calmed down and agreed.

The "Xiaoyao Sect" is the most mysterious sect in the world of Tianlong and even in the Jinlao Jianghu. Its power covers the whole world, and I am afraid that even the Shaolin Temple will have to succumb to it.

Of course, this naturally includes Tianshan Tonglao, the owner of the Lingjiu Palace in Shan Piaomiao Peak, who is far away in the Western Region, and Li Qiushui, the princess of Xixia.

The number of people controlled by these two people alone almost divided the martial arts masters in the Western Region.

And this is not to mention the many secrets of the Xiaoyao Sect and the disciples and grandsons of Wuyazi.

Therefore, since Wu Yazi offered to accept a disciple, Murong Fu followed suit and agreed.

"Good! Good! Good!"

After seeing Murong Fu worshiping him as his disciple, Wu Yazi rarely showed a hint of joy in his eyes, and even praised him repeatedly.

Wu Yazi said slowly: "Good disciple, come here!"

Murong Fu heard this and walked to his side.

Seeing Murong Fu approaching, Wu Yazi's right hand suddenly flashed like lightning, and he looked up and down at him carefully.

However, just for a moment, Wu Yazi let out a soft sigh, and then the right hand holding his wrist was shaken away, and he was surprised: "You have only practiced Beiming Divine Art for more than a year, but your internal strength is so deep?"

"Relying on this skill along the way, this disciple has absorbed the inner strength of many people from the evil sect!" Murong Fu replied slowly.

"Master, if you want to pass on your skills to me, you don't have to!"

Murong Fu seemed to have remembered it and continued.

"You kid..."

Hearing this, Wu Yazi couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Just now, he did have the idea of ​​pouring his own inner energy into Murong Fu's body, but before he could use his energy, he was shocked away by Murong Fu, as if he had predicted it in advance.

His disciple's alertness was unprecedented.

If he could have been so alert in the first place, how could the traitor dare to plot against him?

"I have been a teacher for nearly a year, and my body is disabled. One day I will turn into a cup of loess. If this skill is passed on to you, it will be nothing!"

Looking at the handsome young master Murong Fu in front of him, Wu Yazi couldn't help but soften his tone.

"Master, because of his physical disability, he has been trapped here for decades without seeing the light of day and has been tired of the world?"

Looking at Wu Yazi hanging in mid-air in front of him, Murong Fu suddenly asked.     …”

As soon as Murong Fu said these words, Wu Yazi's eyes couldn't help but dim.

It is difficult for a person to be an all-rounder in the world. He knows everything in the world, including music, chess, calligraphy and painting, medicine, divination and astrology, miscellaneous arts and crafts, and trade and planting. He is proficient in all of them.

Compared with him, Murong Bo's "bo" was as small as a drop in the ocean.

And how could such a talented person be willing to accept the result that he ended up with a physical disability and was trapped in Leigu Mountain for decades?

Looking at Wu Yazi, whose body was bound by black ropes so that he could sit up, Murong Fu naturally understood the mentality of his master.

Murong Fu immediately said: "I once heard that there is a strange medicine in the Western Regions. It has extremely magical properties. It can heal broken bones that have never been reattached, even broken bones that were beaten into powder by Shaolin's powerful Vajra fingers."

"Miraculous medicine?"

Hearing this, there was obviously something strange in Wu Yazi's eyes.

Murong Fu replied: "Yes, but this medicinal treatment is extremely overbearing. It needs to stimulate the injured person's potential to promote bone healing!"

Hearing that Murong Fu's expression didn't seem to be fake, Wu Yazi couldn't help but feel a little surprised in his heart.

This strange medicine is naturally the "Black Jade Intermittent Ointment". This medicine first appeared in the world of Yitian, hundreds of years ago. According to the records of the "Butterfly Valley Medical Immortal" Hu Qingniu's medical scriptures, the outer martial arts of the Vajra Sect After severely injuring a person's limb bone, this medicine is the only cure.

However, the formula of this medicine is extremely secret and is not easily taught to others. It is difficult for ordinary disciples of the sect to know its name, and only a few masters in the sect can know its secret. Zhang Wuji once used this medicine to cure the disabilities of Yin Liting and Yu Daiyan, who had been disabled for decades, allowing them to resume normal activities.

And this means that the "Black Jade Intermittent Paste" is the secret of the Vajra Gate in the Western Regions. As for the Vajra Gate, we have to mention the Shaolin Temple. After the Huo Gong Tutuo of the Shaolin Temple rebelled against the temple, he settled in the Western Regions for fear of Shaolin's revenge. .

Because the martial arts he learned were not authentically transmitted from the Shaolin family, they all came from the masculine line of Shaolin martial arts and were easily disabled, so he formulated the "Black Jade Intermittent Cream".

Understanding the origin of the "Black Jade Intermittent Cream", Murong Fu roughly guessed that the herbs used to prepare the Black Jade Intermittent Cream were probably related to the unique herbs in the Western Regions.

Therefore, when he saw that Wu Yazi was paralyzed in the lower half of his body and had thoughts of committing suicide, Murong Fu mentioned the magical effect of "Black Jade Intermittent Cream".

"If master can trust his disciple, he can wait quietly for several years. I believe there will be news!"

Seeing that Wu Yazi was a little moved, Murong Fu continued to cup his hands.

"it is good!"

Seeing how confident Murong Fu was, Wu Yazi rarely smiled.

"With your current martial arts skills, you are no longer inferior to Ding Chunqiu. Today, I accepted my junior sister's favor and accepted a good disciple like you!"

After examining Murong Fu for a moment, Wu Yazi shook his head and smiled.

When Murong Fu heard this, he just smiled and said nothing.

Wu Yazi said: "Taking advantage of the righteousness of heaven and earth, controlling the debate between the six qi, and swimming in infinity is called freedom. From today on, you are my disciple. When you see Xinghe in the future, just call him senior brother!"

"Disciple understands!" Murong Fu nodded.

Seeing Murong Fu nodding in reply, Wu Yazi smiled slightly and said again: "Come here!"

Upon hearing this, Murong Fu stepped forward slowly, but at this time Wu Yazi took off a gemstone ring from his left finger and put it on Murong Fu's index finger.

"Master?"

When Murong Fu saw this, he was obviously a little surprised.

"This is the seven-treasure ring that symbolizes the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect. From today on, you are the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect!" Wu Yazi sighed.

Murong Fu pondered for a moment and then said: "Master, my disciple is still young and has just been accepted by the master. His qualifications are shallow and he is far from being able to shoulder the responsibility of being the leader of a sect!"

Hearing this, Wu Yazi let out a long sigh and said, "You are my disciple, and you have learned the Beiming Divine Skill that can only be practiced by the leader of my sect. Besides, you have profound skills, how can you not do it?"

"It should be noted that now among my disciples, you are the only one who has the ability to punish Ding Chunqiu, the traitor. The position of head of our sect has always been occupied by the capable. If you refuse, you will let those incompetent juniors fall into my lap. The faction’s reputation?”

Wu Yazi continued to speak.

Hearing this, Murong Fu had no choice but to cup his hands and say, "Disciple, I obey!"

"it is good!"

Seeing Murong Fu agree, Wu Yazi's lips revealed a smile.

"But since you assume the position of head of our sect, in the future you will not only eradicate that traitor Ding Chunqiu, but also..."

Speaking of this, Wu Yazi's tone was slightly stagnant, as if he didn't know what words to use to describe it.

"Besides me, my sect leader, you have two elders. One is your senior uncle, and the other is your senior uncle. As for the person who taught you the martial arts in Langhuan Paradise, it is your senior uncle."

"It's just that your senior uncle has a tense relationship with your senior uncle. In the future, I will rely on you more to mediate!"

After pondering for a moment, Wu Yazi said.

"Disciple, it's clear!" Murong Fu replied with cupped hands.

What Wu Yazi said was a bit cryptic, but Murong Fu combined the memories of the two lives and naturally understood the grudges between Li Qiu Shui and Tianshan Tong Lao.

Seeing that Wu Yazi put the hope of mediating the conflict between the two on himself, Murong Fu could only agree.

This is not because Murong Fu finds it troublesome, but because the relationship between the two people is not enough to describe the current relationship between them.

(End of this chapter)