The Beacon Record of the Eight Parts of the Dragon [Xiao Feng x Murong Fu colleagues]

Where are the people who followed?

you don't have to come back

I have confessed and concealed it

——Zhang Zao "Who Rensi"

====

When Murong came out to meet the enemy, he was on high alert, his nerves were tense, even the slightest movement should have escaped his eyes and ears, but unexpectedly the man in black appeared from behind, breaking out in a cold sweat on the spot.

The man in black sneered, without any warning, he suddenly slapped him with a "hu".

The enemy's palm shot, Murong Fu couldn't help but tremble: the move seems ordinary, but it is powerful and heavy, with the sound of "huhu", the snowflakes falling in the air were immediately rolled into a silver-white dragon.

Murong Fu was surprised, but not flustered.His right shoulder had not healed from a new injury, so he didn't dare to take it hard, so he tapped his toes, pulled up his body, and floated back, narrowly avoiding the attack.Before landing, his body turned halfway in the air, with a flick of his wrist, and a flick of the sword tip, he picked out a sword flower and smeared it on it. Flowers blow willows".This simple and common move was performed in his hands, but the move was extremely delicate and well-measured. When there was no time and no delay, he actually spotted a gap in the opponent's move, and lightly Handed it in lightly.

His response seemed plain, but his intentions were extraordinary.The masked man seemed slightly surprised, and let out a "Hey", seeing the tip of the sword approaching, a pair of fleshy palms, after all, he was defeated by the weapon, he had no choice but to retreat quickly, and the offensive slowed down.The two retreated and faced each other intently in the snow.

"Is your Excellency from Xixia Yipintang?" Murong Fu asked with a sword in his chest.

The masked man didn't answer, but stood a few steps away, staring at him steadfastly.His head was covered with a black cloth, and his face was covered with a cloth scarf. A pair of shining eyes and two long gray eyebrows were exposed on the cloth scarf. He seemed quite young.

"Young people are terrifying." He said unexpectedly. "Forget it. Let the old man come to meet you, the back wave, today."

Before he finished speaking, his figure flickered, his hand was like lightning, and he raised his palm to kill him again.

Murong Fu was slightly astonished, but he had no time to think, seeing that he was attacking with bare hands, so he abandoned the long sword in his hand and only fought with two palms.

This masked man's skill is profound, he used the masculine martial arts all the way of Shaolin's "Big Throwing Stele Hand", he suddenly palmed, and suddenly punched, this is not surprising, the strange thing is that this way is known for its rigidity and focus, not dozens Years of hard work can't be accomplished in a small way. Most ordinary people can only master one skill in their whole life. In his hands, he can switch between punches, palms, and body skills, but he can do whatever he wants.What's more surprising, he seems to know that Murong Fu's shoulder is injured recently, his right arm is not functioning well, his moves and moves are all pointed to, all of them are moving towards the weak point of his right wing.

Usually when rushing to fight in battle formations, what is important is to line up troops and boost morale, just to have the chance to fight in front of the battle. Now, as Murong Fu, it is not the son's turn to end the battle in person.Kong has martial arts skills, but has few opponents. At this time, he has to meet a strong enemy, and he can't help but feel competitive.

He cheered up and used his lifelong martial arts. A set of "Bagua Youshen Palm" made it airtight. With the help of Xiaoqiao tossing and moving kung fu, his movement was light and erratic, he defended more and attacked less, and he attacked when he had time. He took the lead.

Tumbled and tumbled over a hundred moves, it was hard to tell the winner.Suddenly, the masked man snorted coldly: "Ignorant boy, I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth."

Before the words were finished, he took a deep breath, shouted loudly, stood on both feet, and pushed out his palms violently.This palm has no fancy tricks at all, the wind of the palm blows overwhelmingly with internal force, the snow in the air is stirred up by this, and it flies away like white foam on the waves. The general pressure hits the head and face, making people suffocate even breathing.

Unexpectedly, Murong Fu did not evade, showed no signs of fear, shouted loudly, accumulated enough energy, set his feet on the spot, raised his palms along with him, turned his body freely, and slapped out with a move of "Six Dragons Whirling".This is an ingenious move of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. In one palm, there are two forces, one moving outward and the other retracting, forming a sharp whirlpool. When the energy meets the energy, there is a loud "bang" , The flying snow in mid-air was excited and splashed, like rocks piercing through the sky, and turbulent waves crashing on the shore.

Murong Fu retreated a few steps before stabilizing his footing, he was still panting, he only felt a dull pain in his injured shoulder, and his arm was so numb from the shock.Just when he was secretly startled, he suddenly heard the masked man shouting angrily, the palm of his hand was like lightning, and he attacked in front of him again, with great force, the snowflakes he brought fell on his face like a blade, and he actually cut his cheek alive pain.

He was startled and didn't have time to think about it. He flipped his palms, sank his elbows, pushed his breath and changed his strength, and subconsciously responded with the "Fighting and Star Shifting" of his family martial arts.This move emphasizes the principle of using strength to fight, using the other's way, and returning to the other's body. It should have bounced back all the opponent's moves, but unexpectedly, when the opponent saw this move, his eyes flashed, and he shouted: "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi is like you? Watch!"

Before the words were finished, the move suddenly changed, palms flipped, elbows sank, this very familiar starting gesture, is it not "Fighting and Star Shifting" but what is it?

Murong Fu was stunned in shock, he didn't have time to react, the force of the rebounded palm hit his left rib hard, he groaned in pain, and he fell flying out.He struggled to get up after a while, panting for a while, looking at the man in black, he couldn't speak for a while, he was stunned for a long time, then he said: "You... how can you let my Gusu Murong family pass on martial arts? "

The man in black had a complicated look in his eyes, he stared at him for a while, and said slowly: "Do you still remember the words your father told you before he passed away?"

Murong Fu was taken aback, and all the blood on his face faded away.

But the masked man seemed unmoved, and without waiting for his reply, he walked slowly a few steps with his hands behind his back, let out a long laugh, and said solemnly: "Before your father died, he gave you thousands of warnings and instructions, except Zhongxing Dayan, there is no other major event in the world. If it is for the restoration of the great cause, father and brother can be killed, children can be killed, and close relatives and friends can be separated. As for the love between men and women, you don’t have to worry about it."

The more he talked, the paler Murong Fu's face became.Without waiting for the last word to land, he bent his knees, knelt down without saying a word, and bowed his head to listen.

The masked man stopped abruptly, flicked his sleeves, turned to Murong Fu, and said sharply: "Do you remember any of my words?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and suddenly tore off the cloth scarf covering his face, revealing a face with clear eyes and long white eyebrows.

Although just now he had more or less guessed, but seeing this person's face at first sight, Murong Fu still felt as if he had been hit hard in the chest.Under the agitation of his mind, he couldn't help blurting out: "...Daddy...Daddy!"

Murong Bo didn't answer, with a complicated expression, he stared at his son kneeling on the ground for a while, and said slowly: "I just asked you, do you remember the slightest bit of what I said?"

Murong Fu lowered his head and said solemnly: "The child was taught by the court when he was young, and his father's teachings are always kept in mind, so I dare not hope for anything."

Murong Bo said angrily: "Since you know that the restoration of the country is a serious matter, why are you unwilling to love yourself and put yourself in danger again and again? The Murong family has been passed down from generation to generation, and you have no heirs. If you accidentally cut off the incense of the Murong family, There are three kinds of unfilial piety, and having no descendants is a big deal. It is a trivial matter for you to cause the old man to cut off his sons and grandchildren, but it is a big deal for the Murong family to pass down to your generation, and die before the restoration of the country! How can you bear this responsibility!" He said He spoke harshly, and his gray beard trembled slightly.

Murong Fu differentiated: "My son didn't..."

Before he finished speaking, Murong Bo snorted coldly, his expression changed, his body remained still, but his robe sleeves suddenly brushed out, with agitated energy, he actually pointed towards his chest with a very heavy "sleeve middle finger" technique.Although it was the old father who made the move, Murong Fu was startled by "a small shou who went away", and his kneeling upper body involuntarily turned to one side.But Murong Bo seemed to have calculated his movements correctly, before the sleeve of his robe was brushed, he suddenly changed his move, he turned his finger into a palm in the sleeve, and slashed obliquely towards his left rib.Murong Fu raised his right hand subconsciously to block the block, but unexpectedly, as soon as his right arm was charged, there was a sharp pain in the back of the shoulder and half of the head and neck, and he couldn't even lift half of the arm, so he couldn't help but let out a low voice.

He only thought that this blow was a deal, but he didn't expect that Murong Bo's palm hadn't arrived, he suddenly withdrew with all his strength, and he didn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

Seeing him in pain, Murong Fu sternly said: "How dare you argue! How did you get this injury? The old man saw clearly that during the scuffle the day before yesterday, you blocked that arrow for that kid surnamed Guo, didn't you? Using your emotions? If the arrow hadn't hit the head slightly, how would you explain it to the ancestors of the Murong family?"

Murong Fu's face turned pale, he took a breath with difficulty, raised his head, raised his voice and said: "Father! The child is in the army, he should act according to the military rules. On the battlefield, rewards are based on merit, if you can't commit crimes with your own body How can we hold the military power in our hands? How can we talk about the restoration of the country? What's more, Guo Cheng is a general in the Western Army who is deeply loved and loved by everyone. If he can be recruited into his command , one day, he must be a member with even more wings..."

"I haven't settled this account with you yet!" Murong Bo interrupted him angrily, "...for these years, this old man has watched your actions in secret, regardless of whether the big things are right or wrong, but the small things are ruined in one place. The word 'compassion' is on the top. Rescuing a Xixia Han bastard from the chaos army will help you restore the country? This Xixia princess was originally a bargaining chip in the war between the two countries. Look how pitiful she is. Could it be that she became a hero to save the beauty? As the saying goes, kindness does not lead soldiers, and affection does not stand up. Take a look for yourself, how can any of your indecisive, indifferent actions have the face to bring it to me to claim credit for it!"

"Father!" Murong Fu also slowly became excited: "This statement is wrong! Don't you remember the ancestor of the Murong family, Yan Dazai Taiyuan King Murong Ke? Is it true that Yan conquered thousands of miles of land? Could it be that he was not the one who said "to be a general without admiration, and to use kindness and trust to control things"? More closely, Murong Yanzhao, the elder brother of the ancestor..."

It's fine if he didn't mention these four characters, but when he mentioned these four characters, Murong Bo immediately became furious and shouted angrily: "Don't mention the shame of this family! He didn't listen to your grandfather's persuasion back then and insisted on going to the court to rehabilitate On the road to the country, he took refuge in Hou Zhou, and finally worshiped the commander of the former deputy capital with military merits. Chai Zongxun's widowed mother and young son are exhausted. It is a good time to raise troops to seize power at this time. I don't want to be worshiped by his Han people The brother was the first to sit in the mountains and rivers, and turned back and gently released his military power with a glass of wine. He had been lurking on the side of the couch for decades, but in the end he squandered this good chance of restoring the country and passed away in depression. There is no room for mercy when it comes to sitting in the mountains and rivers! "

The Murong Longcheng he was talking about was exactly Murong Bo's grandfather, who was born at the end of the Five Dynasties and was a martial arts prodigy.His brother, Murong Yanzhao, has no intentions of being in the world, and is determined to restore the country by the way of the court.Murong Longcheng couldn't persuade him, and the two brothers broke up.Murong Yanzhao and Song Tai/zu Zhao Kuangyin were sworn brothers. After the Tai/zu won the country, he was named the king of Henan, and he was called "brother" all his life.When Chen Qiao was mutinied and the yellow robe was added, one of Murong Yanzhao and Zhao Kuangyin was the deputy commander of the front of the palace, and the other was the inspector of the front of the palace.As for why Zhao Kuangyin took the throne instead of Murong Yanzhao, and the latter's death was due to depression and a peaceful life, and it was planned by those in power. I am afraid that only Quanxia's parties can understand all the subtleties. I know it all.

Murong Fu saw that his father was really angry, he no longer defended, just bowed his head and remained silent.

Murong Bo seemed to be still angry, walked back and forth in front of him for a few steps, suddenly stopped, and asked in a deep voice: "Just now you forced me to perform the 'Vajra Prajna Palm', I asked you, what kind of kung fu did you use?"

When Murong Fu first heard this question, he broke out in a cold sweat: just now he was in a hurry and had no time to think about it, but he actually used Professor Xiao Feng's "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" to counter it.He knew in his heart that it was useless to justify, and it would be useless to talk too much, so he simply closed his eyes and didn't say a word.

Seeing his appearance, Murong Bo was furious, but instead he smiled "hehe" and sneered, "Okay, okay. I have raised a good son. I also gave him the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms that were never hidden in the Water Pavilion. On the contrary, you learned it by mistake by chance.”

He was so angry that he couldn't think of anything to say for a moment, he walked around in two circles, and suddenly said: "Since you want to win people's hearts, and you are determined to restore the country, when Xiao Feng broke up with the Beggars' Clan, you just took advantage of the chaos to solicit A great opportunity for the beggar gang. Why do you want to help that Xiao Feng? What does he have to do with you?"

Murong Fu was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "My son and Xiao Feng have known each other since infancy, and now we have been in love for more than ten years. He is from Liao, and I am from Xianbei, both of different races. He has also saved my life several times. If not Help him, I really don't know who to help." Although his voice was soft, he uttered each word, but he was firm and resolute.

Murong Bo was so angry that he trembled all over his body, his face suddenly changed, and he shouted angrily: "Nie Zi!"

Raising his hand, he slapped his cheek heavily.Murong Fu didn't dodge, knelt on the ground, gritted his teeth and accepted his palm forcefully.In a rage, Murong Bo's hands were really strong, Murong Fu's upper body was shaken, and his left cheek suddenly became red and swollen.

Murong Bo struck down with this palm, but was stunned for a moment.

He stared blankly at Murong Fu who was kneeling in front of him with a stubborn expression on his face.Such a child who was still in love with him when he left home, has now grown into a young man in his own right. He is handsome and resolute, with a handsome appearance. On the battlefield, he is indomitable and brave. The shadow of a good warrior.Thinking of Mrs. Murong who passed away early, there was only this one biological son, who was regarded as a treasure since childhood, but now he can take care of the Murong family business with his shoulders.Thinking about it again, the Murong family's 600-year long-cherished hope for the restoration of the country, more than a dozen generations of people have succeeded in succeeding, but they can't do it all. Now it is entrusted to this single seedling. The thoughts of trying to encourage seedlings to grow and hating iron and steel faded for eight or nine minutes, and after a while, he suddenly said: "Do you know why my father held his breath and feigned death, lurked for decades, and then spread this news on the rivers and lakes? ?”

Murong Fu knew that this was the most crucial part of the story.He raised his head and stared blankly at his father.

Murong Bo took a few steps, raised his head and let out a long sigh, his eyes seemed to drift far away, and he said slowly: "That happened more than 30 years ago. Outside Yanmen Pass, in front of Chaotic Stone Valley..."

He went on.Slowly tell the story of Yanmen Pass 30 years ago.

The more Murong Fu listened, the more his heart sank and became cold.After hearing that Xiao Feng's biological mother was killed, his biological father, in grief, jumped off the cliff with Xiao Feng, who was still in his infancy, in his arms. Xiao Feng's miserable life experience of family ruin and death was actually caused by his own father, and Xiao Feng thought about seeking revenge day and night. The "big brother in the lead" turned out to be his biological father. His body trembled involuntarily, and his whole body seemed to fall into an ice cave. After a long while, Fang trembled like sleepwalking: "Father...father, you...you...why are you doing this?" Do?"

Murong Bo said coldly: "It's up to people to plan things, but it's up to God to make things happen. This old man is naturally doing this to spread false news and provoke a fight between Song, Liao and Wu people. I, Dayan, can profit from it and wait for the opportunity to restore the country."

Murong Fu felt dizzy and dizzy, he even felt difficult to breathe for a moment, his body wobbled and he almost fell down.

He gathered himself together, tried his best to calm down the trembling in his voice, and said: "If this innocent family of three were ruined for the sake of restoring the country, it would be too vicious. Not to mention whether this move will provoke a big fight between the Song, Liao, and Wu people. This is what a gentleman would not do."

His tone was extremely calm, but there was deep sorrow and disdain in his words.

Murong Bo was furious, he yelled sharply: "Treason!" He raised his palm and slapped his Tianling Gai down.Murong Fu did not hide or evade.

Murong Bo's palm came to his face, he suddenly withdrew his strength, but the strong wind couldn't hold back, it blows away the strands of Murong Fu's temple hair.

He looked at Murong Fu furiously for a long while, then he suddenly put away his anger, and said in a deep voice: "Now you know, you have revenge for killing your mother with this Xiao Feng. You should have nothing to do with him."

Murong Fu closed his eyes and didn't answer, his face was grim, his shoulders trembled slightly.

Murong Bo knew that he couldn't solve this matter for a while, and he couldn't force it, so he put his hands away temporarily, changed to a confiding color, and said earnestly: "For more than 20 years, you have been running around, working hard, and being a father is in the eyes of you. You are not alone. Over the years, as a father, you have been lurking in the Shaolin Buddhist scripture pavilion, and by virtue of your status, you have learned a lot about the masters of the 72 schools of Shaolin. In secret, you walked the rivers and lakes, made friends with strange people, and lived in Shandong. Recruiting soldiers and horses in Longcheng, the former capital of the Yan Kingdom, has also achieved quite a lot. It will definitely help our great cause of restoring the country one day. I am..."

When he said this, he suddenly frowned, snorted in pain, and raised his hand to cover the back of his head tightly. Beads of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead, and he fell down.

After all, father and son are united, Murong Fu saw his father frowning tightly, his face showing pain, as if he was being crushed by thousands of arrows, he couldn't help being startled, and blurted out: "Father!" He stood up and rushed to help him.

Murong Bo seemed to be going mad with pain, he put his head in his hands, uttered "He He" repeatedly, rolled back and forth on the ground, his face was ashen.Murong Fu was startled and in pain, he didn't have time to think, stretched out his hand to press his father's dantian, and stimulated his true energy, a soft and neutral force immediately flowed from his palm into Murong Bo's dantian, and walked away along his eight extraordinary meridians Come.After walking for a full week, Murong Bo's face was still pale, but the pain seemed to come and go quickly, the sweat on his forehead had already dried up, he leaned on Murong Fu's arms, closed his eyes and just panted.

"Father, this is..." Murong Fu asked cautiously.Just now he tried Murong Bo's true qi to flow without hindrance, his father is healthy and energetic, he doesn't seem to be suffering from any illness, he only feels anxious, but he can't figure it out.

"It's just that there is a small deviation in the practice, it's not a problem." Murong Bo gasped for a while, and interrupted him impatiently. "Manly man, why bother mother-in-law!"

He pushed Murong Fu's hand away, stood up, straightened his clothes a little, took a few deep breaths, and said seriously: "Just now I said, I have been hiding in Shaolin for more than 20 years, but I have never escaped the old man's eyes. I heard the news that Zhuang Juxian, the new leader of the Beggar Clan, has recently distributed hero posts in the martial arts, inviting all heroes to come to Shaoshi Mountain to watch the battle of the Shaolin Beggar Clan to nominate the leader of Shaolin. This is a grand event in the martial arts. At that time, all the major martial arts sects will come to watch the battle. Although you are in the court, you must not ignore the important affairs of the world. My father wants you to go and watch. If you can take advantage of this battle between snipe and clam At the moment, recruiting one or two sects for my use is naturally the best."

Murong Fu remained silent.He was still half kneeling and half sitting, staring at his father for a while in the wind and snow.Murong Fu could see his face clearly, but couldn't understand the expression on his face.

After a long while, Murong Fu said: "The son should follow his father's order to go."

end of part three