Zongwu: People on Peach Blossom Island rely on their understanding to become immortals

The scene gradually returned to calm, leaving only the smell of blood in the air and the mess on the ground.

Wang Yuyan walked slowly to Murong Fu and whispered: "Mr. Murong, why do you have to do this... Wouldn't it be better to let go of your obsession?"

But Murong Fu sighed to the sky, his eyes empty, and murmured: "I am unwilling... I am unwilling!"

Zhou Botong walked towards Lin Changfeng with a big laugh, and said loudly: "Master, this guy has already surrendered, do you want to give him a few slaps to let him remember the lesson?"

Lin Changfeng shook his head, his voice indifferent but powerful: "Since he has been defeated, there is no need to say more.

Murong Fu, I will spare your life today because of your stubbornness.

If you continue to be stubborn, you will bear the consequences yourself."

Murong Fu looked up at Lin Changfeng, his eyes full of complexity.

He gritted his teeth, but did not say anything after all.

Wang Yuyan looked at Murong Fu and asked softly, "Mr. Murong, what are your plans next?"

Murong Fu was silent for a long time, with a trace of struggle in his eyes, and finally smiled bitterly: "My family is in trouble, how can I return to Gusu? Perhaps, wandering around the world is my destination."

Wang Yuyan's eyes showed a trace of reluctance when she heard it, but she didn't persuade him anymore.

No matter what I say now.

Murong Fu also needs time to face his failure and obsession in his heart.

At this time, the Shaolin abbot in the distance walked slowly.

He nodded slightly to Lin Changfeng and said, "Mr. Lin, thanks to you for helping me today.

We are grateful to Shaolin for resolving a dispute."

Lin Changfeng replied, "You are too polite, Abbot. Since I am here, I will do my best."

Zhou Botong laughed and said, "Old monk, you don't know yet, do you?

My master has learned a brand new skill, which is very powerful!"

The abbot turned to look at Lin Changfeng, his expression full of admiration: "Mr. Lin has achieved such success at such a young age, which is really a blessing for the martial arts world."

Lin Changfeng shook his head modestly: "I am ashamed, it was just a coincidence."

At this moment, a Shaolin disciple hurried over and whispered a few words in the abbot's ear.

The abbot's expression changed slightly, and he clasped his fists to everyone and said, "Everyone, there seems to be some movement outside the mountain gate. I need to check it out myself. Please forgive me."

Lin Changfeng nodded: "Please go ahead, abbot. If you need it, we are always here to help."

The abbot smiled gratefully and left quickly with the Shaolin disciples.

Zhou Botong pulled Lin Changfeng's sleeve and said excitedly: "Master, do you want to join in the fun?"

"Senior Zhou, why don't we take a break here and make a decision."

The people in the martial arts world listened to the two people addressing each other.

Although I felt a little surprised.

I was still very smart and said nothing.

Joke.

Just relying on the power that Lin Changfeng used just now, he can prove his strength.

Saying more.

On the contrary, it will affect the balance of the entire situation.

Wang Yuyan walked to the two people with a smile and said, "The scenery here is pleasant. Why don't you sit down for a while and talk about future plans."

Hearing Wang Yuyan's words.

Lin Changfeng was also happy to give him face.

Sitting on the ground, drinking tea and chatting, Lin Changfeng took the opportunity to ask the two about the difficulties in martial arts.

Zhou Botong scratched his head while explaining.

And the Southern Emperor supplemented from the side, which benefited him a lot.

Just when the few people were talking in high spirits, the sound of hurried horse hooves suddenly came from the bottom of the mountain.

A handsome young man came on horseback and shouted loudly from a distance: "Lin Changfeng! I am Yang Kang, I have something important to discuss!"

Lin Changfeng stood up, with a look of surprise in his eyes: "Yang Kang? Why is he here?"

Soon, the young man came close and turned over and got off the horse.

He walked quickly to Lin Changfeng, with an anxious look on his face: "Brother Lin, something bad has happened!

The Jin army is heading south with wolfish ambitions, and is now approaching the Central Plains!"

Lin Changfeng frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Why did the Jin suddenly go south? Is the court prepared?"

Yang Kang sighed: "The powerful officials in the court are fighting among themselves, so how can they care about foreign invasions? I was originally a hostage in the Jin Kingdom. This time I came to deliver a message, and I hope Brother Lin can help."

Lin Changfeng was shocked, and after thinking silently, he said: "This matter concerns the fate of the country, and I will do my best."

Wang Yu Yan also worriedly said: "If this is true, the Central Plains will surely fall into chaos."

Zhou Botong stroked his beard and interrupted: "It seems that we can't just sit back and do nothing.

We must cooperate with the major sects as soon as possible to fight against the foreign enemies together."

Yang Kang nodded seriously after hearing this: "Yes, I have notified the Quanzhen Sect and the Beggars' Sect on the way.

They all expressed their willingness to fight against the Jin army together."

Lin Changfeng patted his shoulder and comforted him: "If that's the case, then don't worry for the time being.

As long as the martial arts fellows work together, we will be able to keep the enemy out."At this moment, Murong Fu came over and looked at everyone with a complicated expression.

He listened silently and whispered: "If we fight against foreign enemies, although my Murong family is weak, we are still willing to do our best."

Wang Yuyan felt warm in her heart and whispered: "It's really the best if Mr. Murong thinks so."

Murong Fu smiled slightly, with a little relief and a long-lost firmness in his smile.

Zhou Botong laughed and patted him on the back: "Boy, you have ambition! Don't be scared to death on the battlefield!"

Everyone laughed softly, and the mountains in the distance still stood tall in the laughter.

It seemed to be quietly witnessing these moments destined to be recorded in history.

Lin Changfeng stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes flashing with determination and hope.

Looking into the distance, it seemed as if he saw the endless battlefield and the bright future.

Yang Kang walked up to him and asked softly, "Brother Lin, what do you think are the chances of winning?"

Lin Changfeng smiled slightly and asked back, "As long as we work together, what do you think?"

Yang Kang fell into deep thought, then smiled heartily, "I believe you!"

At this moment, the sun was setting, and the afterglow fell on everyone's face, as if they were coated with a layer of golden battle robes.

Wang Yuyan said softly, "No matter what, I hope we can return safely and continue our relationship."

Zhou Botong laughed, "What a good way to continue our relationship. Then I, the old naughty boy, will drink to my heart's content!"

Murong Fu looked into the distance, silent, as if he had found a new direction in his heart.

He slowly said, "Then, let us embark on this new journey together."

Before Murong Fu finished speaking, a crisp sound of horse hooves came from the mountain road.

Then, a woman in black turned over and dismounted, and walked quickly towards the crowd.

"Master Murong, Master Lin, urgent news from the front!" The black-clothed woman frowned and handed over a bamboo slip with both hands.

Lin Changfeng took the bamboo slip, quickly unfolded it and looked at it carefully, his brows gradually tightened.

He whispered: "The enemy has crossed the river three days earlier than expected. It seems that we don't have much time left."

Everyone's face sank when they heard it.

Wang Yuyan couldn't help asking: "What should we do now?"