Gusu South Murong

() On the top of Guangmingding, there are lush mountains and forests, and the peaks plunge into the sky like a blade. Tightly closed, within a few hundred meters of the young man as the center, the deciduous branches suddenly moved, like the wind and cloud changing, the mountains and rains coming, slowly, slowly, circling and shrinking, gradually sinking, the shape Like a participating Beidou.

The quiet mountaintop, without the noise of the outside world, is extraordinarily quiet.

Time passed quietly in silence, and before one knew it, nearly two days had passed since Jiao Luo's death, and these two days were undoubtedly dull for Mingjiao.

Suddenly, a voice broke the tranquil atmosphere, and the shout of "Deputy Hierarch" fell for a moment before a figure slowly looted from somewhere in the distance behind, and within a few blinks, Xi Feng with a sad face was slowly Slowly appeared in front of Murong Fu.

Hearing the voice next to his ears, Murong Fu also slowly opened his eyes, with the inner strength surging in his body, he exhaled a long breath, and then said in a flat tone: "Deputy leader? Brother Xifeng, you know, I am not a member of Ming Cult , for the position of leader, you still recommend another wise man."

As the left envoy of Guangming, under the leader of the Ming Cult, Xi Feng respected Xi Feng as the left envoy of Guangming. He kept sorting out the things in the teaching without rest for nearly two days, which was enough for Xi Feng to be exhausted. Fortunately, Ye Xing was on the side to help , There was a smile on his slightly pale face this time: "Brother Murong, think about it for us. If you don't become the leader of my Mingjiao, then our left and right protectors, four kings, and five scattered people will fight for the position of leader." To be torn apart, is this what Jiao Luo wants to see?"

Hearing Xi Feng's words, Murong Fu remained silent, on top of the calm light, suddenly, there was a slight chirping sound, and not long after the sound sounded, several black shadows flashed along with the sound of galloping through the air When he came, Murong Fu knew who it was without even looking, and he remained silent for a long time.

"Master, if you refuse to take on this important task, Mingjiao will return to the old road of killing each other and causing civil strife after the sudden death of leader Zhong. Could it be that at that time they will come to ask you for help?" Xi Feng smiled wryly. road.

After Murong Fu sighed for a long time, he said: "What you said is true. In this situation, I can't just ignore it, but I neither know how to do it nor do I want to do it for the leader of the sect." However, if he is allowed to be the leader of the Ming Cult, he is very resistant. If it is his predecessor, he may not wish for it, but at this time, as a future generation, he just wants to join hands with Wang Yuyan and Abi to live a happy life. With so many disturbances, he really didn't want to get entangled. He had lived for decades, and went after those Wang Tuxiong, who were like flowers in water and moons in the mirror. In the end, what he got in return was still just a pinch of loess, so he might as well cherish the people around him.

Lan Qing and Murong Fu had known each other for the first time, and he was very familiar with Murong Fu's character. At this time, he couldn't help saying: "Since the leader chose you, it means that you are the candidate in the leader's mind. Naturally, we will not Disobey Jiao Luo's decision. Furthermore, I know that Brother Murong doesn't like to manage things in the church. Brothers in this religion love and help each other, like brothers and sisters. You can rest assured, Brother Murong, and the left and right protectors will assist you. I hope Murong Don't give up, brother."

"Brother Murong, I think that when the leader entrusted the Heaven and Earth Movement to you so easily, he had the idea of ​​seeing you as my candidate for the leader of Mingjiao. Now that the leader is gone, I hope that Brother Murong can inherit the will of the leader. Or, Brother Murong, the top school of the Mingjiao Town School, has seen it all, can you still disassociate yourself from my Mingjiao?" Ye Xing, as the person who knows Jiao Luo best, spoke from the bottom of his heart at this time.

Murong Fu smiled wryly and shook his head, this is the point, how can you let him refuse: "So, how else can I refuse? Let's go!" In the strong wind that lingered around him, Murong Fu tipped his toes and his figure rose rapidly. In the upper half of the sky, he turned around for the last time and rushed towards the direction of the main altar hall.

Hearing Murong Fu's words, the ecstatic gazes of the Mingjiao people intertwined with each other, and they all smiled happily. After all, the Mingjiao people are all famous men, and they also admire Murong Fu's character very much. In addition, just that kind of daring and not owed others a little bit of style made them feel good, coupled with that strength, and the kindness of saving Xifeng's life, not to mention that the position of the leader has always been a martial artist. Those who live there, there is not much conflict in the hearts of the people.

Looking at Murong Fu who was gradually going away, everyone was a little light-hearted, and their figures turned into black lights, quickly catching up with Murong Fu in front.

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Back in the hall of the main rudder of Guangming Temple, the envoys of Guangming left and right, the four kings and five scattered people of Mingjiao sat Murong Fu separately, and Xi Feng and Ye Xing shared the teachings and purposes of Mingjiao, the rules passed down from generation to generation in Mingjiao, and Mingjiao in various places. The power of the branch altar and the talents and personalities of the main figures in the sect have all been reported to Murong Fu in detail.

Sitting behind the five scattered people in the hall are the Mingjiao Five Banners: Sharp Gold, Giant Wood, Flood, Fierce Fire, and Thick Earth. Sect masters, although the five flags and four sects were all wounded and maimed in the fierce battle for days, everyone is in good spirits at this moment, because at this moment, the high-level seizure of power they were worried about did not happen.

Murong Fu crossed his fingers and listened to everyone's report indifferently. After a long time, after explaining everything, seeing that the dogma had been explained, Murong Fu also waved his hand and sent everyone away. The door and other people all retreated, and the entire hall suddenly became empty.

Rubbing his forehead, Murong Fu had a wry smile on his face. Feeling the fragrance of flowers and flowers in the hall, his mood was a little calmer. He came to the door and thought of the secret way of the Guangming Peak. If you are the master, then you are eligible to enter the secret passage, and after thinking about it, you turn around and go to the west wing behind the meeting hall, which is the bedroom where the leader lives.

Murong Fu pushed open the door, lifted an embroidered curtain, stepped in, his gaze stayed on the bed, he lifted the brocade quilt, lay on the bed, stretched out his hand to grope around the bed, suddenly, Murong Fu's finger touched a The bumpy mechanism at the place moved the mechanism, and the sound of rolling gears was heard. In Murong Fu's daze, the big bed in the teacher's room was slowly moved away, and the fall fell several feet. Fortunately, The ground was covered with extremely thick soft grass, and there was no pain at all, only a slight sound on the top of the head, and the bed board had already returned to its original shape.

It was the first time for Murong Fu to enter this Mingjiao Tunnel. He zigzagged along the tunnel for dozens of feet, stretched out his hands and groped around. In front of him was the uneven stone wall, without any gaps. Murong Fu smiled slightly, knowing that the stone wall must rely on Pushing with great force, Dou Zhuan Xing moved to cover the arm, grasped the unevenness, and pushed hard, with Murong Fu's strength, he pushed with all his strength, it can be seen how great the force is, he can push it away.After the stone wall moved back three feet, after passing the stone wall, there was another long corridor in front of me. When I walked forward, I felt that the corridor was sloping forward all the way, getting lower and lower. There were as many as seven forks in the road, Murong Fu didn't care much, he chose one at random and walked in slowly.

Passing through another corridor in the secret passage, Murong Fu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he found that he was already in a large hall.Obviously, it was originally a natural cave, plus a huge man-made modification.The walls of the hall were polished very smooth, and the portraits hung there quietly one by one. Generally, there are moisture droplets in caves, but this one is abnormally dry.

Murong Fu saw these portraits in the secret passageway, he inevitably became curious, went to the wall to look at the calligraphy and painting, picked one of them at random, coincidentally, the person in the portrait was the portrait of Jiao Luo, the leader of Ming Cult, Looking carefully, Jiao Luo in the portrait, the pair of cold and aloof eyes on that handsome face, seems to have no focal length, and looks extremely aloof. On the portrait, it is simply marked that Mingjiao No. 11 is the leader.

Seeing this, Murong Fu had a flash of clarity in his mind. It turns out that this hall is for the portraits of Mingjiao leaders in the past. His eyes slowly moved across the portraits of the Mingjiao leaders in the past. Suddenly, Murong Fu was shocked. , there was incredible in his eyes, it took a long time to come back to his senses, took a deep breath, suppressed his inner emotions, and walked slowly to one of the portraits.