Gusu South Murong

Era produces outstanding people, this is the invariable law of the world. In every era, there will be many amazing and brilliant people. With their life experiences, in this chaotic rivers and lakes, they outline the outline of their belongings one stroke at a time. own legend.

And in this era, it is an era where talents come forth in large numbers. In the past, there were Nan Murong and Bei Qiaofeng, and now there are Murong Fu, Xiao Feng, Xu Zhu, Duan Yu and other legendary experts who have stepped into the realm of masters!

After the end of the sword debate, everything is back on track. Perhaps there will still be no shortage of competition and fighting in this world, but in this kind of sword, light and sword shadow, there will continue to be heroes of the world who will be tempered. Perhaps after a long time, there will be Once again, there will be a genius figure who will be born out of nowhere and will be promoted to the realm of the master!

The prosperity of the world is all for profit, and the world is all for profit!

Gossip is always indispensable in the arena. Xu Zhu and Duan Yu are the abbot of Shaolin and the emperor of Dali. Their every move is naturally watched by countless people. Therefore, even though Murong Fu tried his best to dismiss the Mingjiao people, they are not allowed to approach the top of the Guangming Peak. top, but the battle between the four of them slowly spread over time...[

Grandmasters are the pinnacle of martial arts in Jianghu. Every master, not from martial arts, finds the way he has been pursuing so hard, and steps out a legend of his own. Gusu South Murong, Murong Fu; and the former North Qiaofeng, Xiao Feng; master of martial arts, Abbot of Shaolin, Xu Zhu; Emperor Xuanren of the Duan clan of Dali, Duan Yu, are not legends who stepped into the realm of masters!

And these four people actually held a sword debate on the top of the Bright Peak, which made countless people in the Jianghu.Not being able to see it with my own eyes.Everyone sighed in embarrassment.I can't wait to see the demeanor of the grand master, when they heard that Murong Fu fought against the three grand masters alone, everyone was deeply shocked in their hearts!

Gusu Nan Murong, Murong Fu!

A name that has influenced this era, a name respected by countless people in the world, in the hearts of many people, it is a mysterious existence like an exile.Since his debut, it seems that the whole world has been convinced by this name. This is their sorrow and their honor!

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Time, in the green mountains and green waters, quietly flowed by, and in the blink of an eye, several months passed...

Bright on top!

On the mountainside, there are clouds and mist.A small pavilion is hidden in it.In the pavilion, four newly poured teacups swallowed clouds and mist, exuding refreshing and refreshing heat.

"Hey, it would be great if I exchanged this fragrant tea for fine wine..." In the gazebo, a man in gray clothes with a rough complexion, with an inadvertent expression of calm and prestige between his brows, licked his lips. Licking his mouth, he opened his mouth and said.

"Brother, after so many years, you still haven't changed this habit. Abbot Xu Zhu is a Buddhist, how can you drink in front of him?" On the side, a man in white smiled slightly, looking quite For the gentle way.

"Amitabha, Xiao benefactor can do whatever he wants, don't need to be like this poor monk, the poor monk can just drink tea by himself!" Although Xu Zhu's face is ugly, it has the unique kindness of a Buddhist master, and he has lived in Shaolin abbot for a long time. There is a lot of majesty between the eyebrows in the position, and it looks quite interesting!

"If Xiao Feng doesn't drink, then it can't be Xiao Feng?!" Just as Xu Zhu's voice fell, there was a faint laughter in the pavilion, and then Murong Fu flicked his palm towards the stone table, just like that. Significantly, he took away the three cups of fragrant tea on the table, grabbed them, and several jars of spirits in the corner of the gazebo appeared on the table...

"Haha, that's right, if you don't drink, then you won't be Xiao Feng. Brother Murong is worthy of being my confidant in Xiao Feng's life!" Xiao Feng saw the fine wine on the table, and laughed out loud, took it unceremoniously, and poured it vigorously .

Infected by Murong Fu and Xiao Feng, Duan Yu was also in front of Xu Zhu who was substituting tea for wine, he put aside all his demeanor and grabbed the wine jar to accompany them to have a good drink. He replied, and said with a smile: "At the beginning I challenged Mr. Murong with the intention of avenging shame, but I didn't expect that I would lose so badly?! Haha..."

"That's right! Big brother also has such a mentality, but he didn't expect it? Haha..." Xiao Feng smiled, raised his head, looked at Murong Fu who was silent, and scolded with a smile: "Brother Murong, Xiao Feng is the number one in his life. Serve one person at a time!"

In the gazebo, the four of them laughed and drank together, the laughter spread out, and they looked extraordinarily free and easy in this pavilion.

Although Xu Zhu looks stupid, but in fact, speaking strictly, Xu Zhu belongs to the kind of wise and stupid, although the beautiful jade is so dazzling, but it is better than gentleness, the aura that diffuses from his body can be seen, just like the earth. So steady and steady: "What is the plan of the benefactor Murong now?"

Although Murong Fu didn't speak, Xiao Feng, Xu Zhu, and Duan Yu could clearly feel the indifference in his body disappeared. Murong Fu in front of them still didn't speak much, but that Aloofness and indifference turned into a magnanimous nature, this unique temperament makes it easier for people to feel good. [

"Intention?" Murong Fu heard Xu Zhu's words, smiled, put down the wine jar in his hand, raised his head, looked at the bright moon, and said in an almost inaudible voice: "Maybe, it's to challenge him!"

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Mount Shaoshi!

Maybe it's because of the morning, the mist shrouded the place, and loneliness and silence seem to be the only theme here.

A figure slowly emerged, glanced at the familiar environment, and couldn't help sighing. When he came here for the first time, he was still just a top master, but now, he has become a master comparable to the sweeping monk. Master!

There is only one very simple log cabin and an old big pagoda tree, other than that, there is only a flat area left, which seems to be very quiet and desolate here.

When Murong Fu looked around, and memories appeared on his face, the door of that hut opened slowly, and then a figure walked out slowly, looked at Murong Fu indifferently, and said softly: "You are finally here? "

Murong Fu was startled, looked at the sweeping monk suspiciously, and said silently, "You knew I would come?"

The floor-sweeping monk stepped out of the room, looked far away, at the misty old locust tree, suddenly smiled, and said, "From the first time I saw you, I could see the longing in your eyes. Since then, I have known that one day you will come to challenge me, therefore, you must want to fight me when you come here today."

And Murong Bo, who was reciting Buddhist scriptures in the hut, heard the words of the sweeping monk, and the beads in his hand trembled, and the beads scattered on the ground. He turned his head to look at Murong Fu outside the house, but suddenly stopped, shook his head and stopped thinking , continue to recite Buddhist scriptures...

Murong Fu naturally saw Murong Bo's movements, and there was a flash of complexity in his eyes, then he turned his head, nodded slightly to the sweeping monk, and said, "Then what do you mean?"

Hearing Murong Fu's words, a smile flashed across the eyes of the sweeping monk, he immediately raised his palm and said flatly: "Come with me!" After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards the distance first, while the others Finally, Murong Fu did not hesitate, and quickly raised his heels.

When the sun climbed to the middle of the sky, in the distance, two slightly embarrassed figures walked out slowly. From the faces of the two, there was no trace of excitement or frustration, so the two did not say anything. No one knows who will win the battle between Murong Fu and Sweeping Monk, or whether no one will win!

Looking at the sweeping monk walking back into the hut, and the lonely and sad figure in the hut, Murong Fu's face flashed a flash of firmness and ease, and he walked slowly outside the hut, pausing slightly in his footsteps

"Since the Buddha beads are broken, why bother to pretend to chant scriptures? Go back to Canhe Village when you have time to take a look. It's also your home, father..."

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The last two words came to his ears, Murong Bo's body trembled when he closed his eyes, opened his eyes instantly, and hurriedly walked outside the hut. The haze here was pierced by the warm sunlight, and the faint smile on Murong Fu's face was frozen In Murong Bo's eyes...

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At the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, Murong Fu stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the remote Buddhist scripture pavilion with a smile on his face, behind him, Wang Yuyan, Abi, Murong Tuo, Murong Ze and others were all looking at him The back view, although the back view is thin, it has an affinity for French language.

This kind of affinity comes from his father who finally opened his heart. [

Wang Yuyan and Abi stretched out their soft and delicate jade hands, and gently held Murong Fu's big hand. The tenderness and warmth from it made Murong Fu calm down slightly, and then he turned his head and looked at the two people beside him. Female, although she looked at herself quietly, she couldn't hide the tenderness in it.

"Don't worry, I'm fine!" Murong Fu stared into the distance, and after a while, suddenly said slowly: "Tuo'er, Ze'er, let's go!"

Hearing Murong Fu's words, Murong Tuo and the two brothers Murong Ze, who had been suppressed and dared not speak, reacted almost instantly, and then rushed to Murong Fu's side immediately, and asked impatiently: "Father, how can you compete with your grandfather?" who won"

Regarding the curiosity of the two, Murong Fu smiled indifferently, and only said one sentence: "The Buddha said, don't say it, don't say it..."

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Twenty years later, Murong Fu drifted away with his two daughters, Wang Yuyan and Abi, who were still young forever, and they disappeared. Only in this rivers and lakes, the name of Gusu Nan Murong, which has been passed down from generation to generation, was left behind. Murong's descendants have passed on the praises from generation to generation, without changing their color!

At the same time, after Murong Fu disappeared, Murong Tuo and his two brothers found a page of Murong Fu's handwriting in his study. Although it was a long time ago, they could still clearly see the contents:

If you ask me, what is a man in the rivers and lakes?

I think, I should spend my whole life to prove it!

If you ask me, what is Jianghu?

I think, I should use my whole life to answer!

ps: Jianghu, the flesh and blood is the Jianghu. It took five months for the corner to finally finish writing "Gusu Nan Murong". The corner always believes that a person should have a beginning and an end, so the corner has always been working towards this goal and has been working hard , I dare not expect how good the writing is, but from the lines, it is not difficult to find that the corner is written with great care. This is the answer sheet that the corner handed over to everyone... (to be continued...)