"Someone from the martial world?"
When Zhao Shiji heard that Murong Fu came from a Jianghu aristocratic family, he waved his hand and said,""No, no!"
"Wait!"
"Go and invite the Young Master to meet him!" The old madam called out to the housekeeper.”
" Mother, martial arts are forbidden. The imperial court has explicitly forbidden making friends with people in the martial world..." Zhao Shiji quickly said.
The old madam tapped the ground with her walking stick and gave him a cold look."Stupid!"
Zhao Shiji choked.
"A strong dragon does not suppress a local snake. Since he has come to pay a visit and has the intention to befriend him, if you don't see him, you will be offending him.”
"We're new here. If we want to take root in the Suzhou government, we need to have good relations with the secular world and the Jianghu. Since you don't like the people in Jianghu, then let WuXian handle it in the future."”
"Yes, sir!"
Zhao Shiji replied.
Surging Waves Pavilion!
Amidst the cry of the crane, Zhao WuXian's fist moved like a python, rolling over like a wave. Before one wave subsided, another wave rose.
It was as if there were thousands of troops galloping.
He exhaled and his entire body rumbled as his bones shook.
He punched out without any inner force, but the huge rock standing outside the pavilion exploded into pieces.
He exhaled slowly and stood there with his fist retracted. His eyes were filled with divine light, and there was only a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. His skin was as warm as jade.
Young Master is like jade, nothing more!
"When practicing the fist technique, one will be able to combine the inner and outer parts of the body. Only by improving the skin, flesh, tendons, membranes, meridians, bones, and marrow in all aspects can one be considered to have reached Foundation Establishment.”
He silently comprehended for a moment. The body tempering effect of the fist resonance was already very weak.
"The Fist Scripture is not as useful to me as it was before. I need a more subtle martial art that can train my acupoints!”
The Nine Provinces 'martial arts were divided into four levels: Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang. Each level was further divided into three levels: upper, middle, and lower.
"Taizu Fist Sutra," belonging to the yellow order in the middle grade.
It was only slightly stronger than the martial arts that were common on the streets.
The reason why there was such a division was because the level of attainment of each martial art was different.
The Taizu Fist Scripture was not inferior to any divine technique when it came to foundation establishment.
However, it was only a foundation establishment martial arts technique after all. Its depth and height were not enough, and its subtlety could not match other divine techniques.
"In the Great Song's martial arts world, there's a 'Northern Dark Divine Technique' in Langye Blessed Land!”
"Outside Xiangyang City, there is the [Nine Swords Beyond the Swords]!”
"Quan Zhen Sect has the Nine Yin Manual!”
"The Carefree Sect has the ? Eternal Youth Technique ?!”
"The first two are not difficult to obtain, but the latter two are a little troublesome.”
As Zhao WuXian pondered.
The butler entered.
"Young Master, there is a Jianghu Young Master from Murong Fu who has come to visit you. Old Furen wants you to meet him.”
"Murong Fu?"
"You brought him here!" Zhao WuXian raised his eyebrows.”
Outside the Public House!
Murong Fu fanned himself.
He was dressed in luxurious clothes with a jade pendant at his waist. He looked relaxed, elegant, and had an extraordinary temperament.
Beside him were Bao Butong and Feng Poliu E.
"Young Master, this Duke Jing is a relative of the royal family. If we come to his house to visit, wouldn't it be…" Feng Po said evilly.
A mouse paying a New Year's visit to a cat?
Feng Polie didn't finish his sentence, but Murong Fu knew what he was going to say.
Bao Butong said,"No, no! Fourth Brother Feng, Young Master is saying that you can't get tiger cubs without entering the tiger's den!"”
Murong Fu remained silent.
The Murong family lived in Gusu for a long time and made a living by recovering Yan.
Murong Fu had long regarded this place as his territory.
Now that Duke Jing Guo, who was related to the imperial family, had suddenly appeared, how could he sit still?
Could it be that the Song Dynasty's imperial family had discovered the Murong family's plan?
Murong Fu felt uneasy.
After thinking about it, he decided to personally come and investigate.
"Young Master Murong, please come in!"
The butler let Murong Fu and Bao Butong, who were carrying congratulatory gifts, walk into the Surging Waves Pavilion.
He had just stepped through the Moon Cave.
Suddenly, a crane's cry pierced through the clouds.
A strong wind blew and a white shadow fell like a sharp arrow.
Murong Fu's expression changed. Just as he was about to retreat, he heard a clear shout.
"Little crane, don't be rude!"
The white shadow drew an arc in the air and flew away.
However, there was still a strong wind.
It was as sharp as a knife, and the flowers and trees in the flower beds were all broken.
Murong Fu circulated his inner energy to protect his body so that he wouldn't be injured.
Bao Butong and Feng Poliu 'e were not so lucky. There were cuts on their clothes and wounds on their faces.
"What is it?"
The three of them were shocked and looked over.
The white shadow landed not far away. It was actually a white crane that was bigger than a cow.
It spread its wings and covered the pavilion. It was extremely handsome. Its white feathers were clean, and its claws were like steel hooks that could pierce through metal.
Especially on its head, it was not a red crown but a golden crown. Under the sunlight, it shone brightly.
"What a divine bird!"
Murong Fu exclaimed in surprise, the doubt in his heart growing.
There was actually such a divine crane in the Jingguo Public House?
He wasn't like the rumors that said that he was a nouveau riche who got lucky and profited from misfortune.
"Young Master Murong, are you alright?”
Murong heard the news and left.
In the open space outside the pavilion, there was a handsome young man in a tight suit. He was about 17 or 18 years old, his face was like jade, and he had a refined aura.
Murong Fu boasted that he was a good son of a turbid world.
However, when he saw this person, he could not help but feel a deep threat.
Murong Fu couldn't help but raise his spirits and cupped his fists."Your Excellency is the heir of Duke Jingguo. Murong Fu greets you!”
Zhao WuXian smiled,"Little crane doesn't get close to strangers. I've already apologized on its behalf. Please don't lower yourself to its level."”
Murong Fu smiled and said," How dare I? How dare I? There's such a divine bird in the world. It's an eye-opener for us."”
Since Murong Fu said so, the injured Bao Butong and Feng Polixie could only hold back their anger.
Zhao WuXian wasn't really apologizing. He changed the topic,"May I know why Young Master Murong has come to visit?”
"I just came back from outside and heard that the Duke of Jingguo was conferred here, so I brought a congratulatory gift and came to pay a visit."”
He waved his folding fan. Bao Butong and Feng Poliu each carried a wooden box tied with red silk and opened it.
Murong Fu pointed at the boxes and said,""This is a pair of jade ruyi carved from Lantian jade. I wish your residence all the best!”
Lantian was located in the Qin Kingdom of the Nine States and was rich in beautiful jade. The world-famous Heshi Jade came from the Lantian Jade Mine.
This pair of jade ruyi was crystal clear and of extraordinary quality. It could be considered a generous gift.
Murong Fu looked at Feng Polie's chest and said,""These are two thousand-year-old mountain ginseng from Liaodong. I wish your residence a long life!”
The old ginseng on the red silk was about as thick as a child's arm. It looked like it had taken on a human form, and its roots were distinct.
It was an exaggeration to say that it was a thousand years.
There would definitely be a hundred years.
Zhao WuXian glanced at it and said,"Young Master Murong, it's kind of you. Then it would be impolite of me to refuse. I'll take your blessing and accept it!"”
"That's right!" Murong Fu laughed.”
Bao Butong and Feng Poliu E placed the two boxes on the stone table under the willow tree by the pond.
"I heard that Young Master Murong is from a martial arts aristocratic family. Do you think the whole world knows that you're giving him a taste of his own medicine?" Zhao WuXian said.”
Murong Fu immediately became vigilant and said,""Sigh, it's just a false reputation given by my friends in the martial arts world. It's not worth mentioning.”
"I do want to practice martial arts," Zhao WuXian said with a smile."Recently, I've obtained a sword manual. I don't know if it's real or fake, so I'd like to ask Master Murong to help me identify it."”
"Oh?"
Murong Fu hesitated for a moment before saying," I only know a little about martial arts. It's not profound. However, since Your Highness has invited me, I'll make a fool of myself!"”
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