Kung Fu Panda Breaking Through Marvel

Chapter 93 Love Is a Light, a Green Light

Why does a dumb man with disabled legs turn gray overnight?
Why is the monk in his 50s screaming in the middle of the night?

Why is the yellow dog guarding the home shivering?

Why did the Dalun Temple, which is full of incense, be murdered by black hands?
Who is responsible for the serial beating of the elderly?
The handsome young master floats in the air, is he a human or a ghost?
What is hidden behind the hundreds of fan monks lying down collectively?
Behind all this, is the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality?
Who the hell did this, who the hell? ? ?

Murong Fu pointed his toes, and his whole body rose 30 meters out of thin air.

He moved across the sky, stepped on the seven stars, grabbed the void, and a long sword flew into his hand automatically.

Sword in hand, ask the world who is the murderer.

Taixuan's true energy traveled around, Murong Fu stood in the air, and said in a clear voice: "Where is the master, please show up and see!"

Three cups of Turanuo, Xuanhe Daliang City.

The sound shook the heavens, the words startled the birds, and the breath pierced Changhong!

Murong Fu's voice echoed in the sky and on the ground, even if it was several miles away, it could be heard, but there was no response.

"no one?"

Murong Fu frowned.

With his current martial arts cultivation, even a mosquito within three miles cannot escape his eyes and ears, not to mention that he uses the method of sound transmission to search souls, and the sound is extremely penetrating.

Not only can it disturb the other party's mind, but the true energy contained in the voice can also physically react with all the true energy within a certain range, resulting in true energy entanglement.

The distance is different, the total amount and purity of true energy are different, and the loss of his true energy and voice is different.

Therefore, according to the loss of true energy and voice, it is completely possible to determine the specific location of the opponent and the cultivation of internal strength.

Another masterpiece of the Xiaoyao School's high-tech comprehension system, the echolocation system!
But Murong Fu didn't feel anything.

Except for Jiumozhi and Duan Yanqing who were lying on the ground, and the monks of Dalun Temple who were huddled and lying flat in the main hall, he didn't sense any living people.

Did that person leave long ago?

Or, that person's cultivation base is much higher than his own, so that even if he is nearby, he can't detect it at all?
Of course it is the former.

This is the world of low martial arts, not the world of middle martial arts and high martial arts, let alone the world of fairy tales and fantasy.

In the eight parts of heaven and dragon, the end of martial arts, even the strongest of heaven and man may not exist, let alone the gods of land.

In this era, it is impossible for anyone to be stronger than himself, and by a large margin!

Murong Fu slowly floated down, walked in front of Jiumozhi and Duan Yanqing, and said in a deep voice: "Ming Wang, Prince Yanqing, who exactly hurt you? Tell me, I will avenge you!"

There are not many people in the world who can beat two people like this!
Duan Siping and Murong Longcheng were characters more than 100 years ago. As long as they have not cultivated to the realm of heaven and man, they are still mortals, unable to complete the transition of life level, unable to break through the limit of mortal life, and impossible to live to the present.

And if they become the strongest of heaven and man, Dali will not be the weakest country on the land of China, and it is impossible for the Murong clan of Gusu not to return to their country until now.

It is possible that Xiaoyaozi is a strong man of heaven and man, who can create the Beiming magic skill, the small non-phase skill, and the only self-respecting skill in the world. Maybe he has really completed the leap of life level.

But even if he is still alive, there is no reason to take action against Jiumozhi and Duan Yanqing, there is no injustice or enmity, why?
At this point in time, Huang Shang and Dugu Qiubai hadn't been born yet, let alone the later ancestor Sunflower.

Is it really a sweeping monk?
But the problem is, the sweeping monk seems to have no reason to make a move, right?

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo have secretly learned martial arts in Shaolin Temple for 30 years, and they have never seen him make a move!
Could it be that in this world, there are still peerless masters that he doesn't even know about?

If that's the case, don't blame yourself for not talking about martial arts, and use high-tech weapons to reduce dimensionality and attack!
Hearing Murong Fu's words, both Jiumozhi and Duan Yanqing were stunned.

In this world, is there anyone who is so shameless?
You closed your eyes to do good deeds, but you don't admit it when you open them?Scumbag!

"Young Master Murong."

The two looked at each other silently, and in the end Jiumozhi who had a "good friendship" with Murong Fu said, "We were injured by you."

"I?"

Murong Fu was stunned.

I hurt you?

Sir, if you talk about evidence, be careful that I will sue you for defamation... Wait, evidence?

Aren't Jiumozhi and Duan Yanqing the living proof?

Murong Fu carefully looked at the two of them.

The footprints on Jiumozhi's face seemed to be the golden monkey's unique martial arts, the feet of subduing the dragon without a shadow?
The bulging lump on his forehead seems to be the supernatural power of Yaoshi Dongxie Huang?
The sword on the left shoulder seems to be the sword in front of the knee in the martial arts of a knight?
The blood and paw prints on Duan Yanqing's lower body seem to be the tiger claws of the Wudang sect?
His iron staff broke into two pieces, it seems to be the six-veined sword of the Duan family of Dali?

His wheelchair was torn apart, like the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of the Beggar Gang?

It seems that I am the only one in the world who can perform these martial arts at the same time?
Holy crap, case solved!

"Ming Wang, Prince Yanqing, have we been fighting for too long?" Murong Fu was a little embarrassed, and he almost beat these two to death because he didn't know anything.

To be precise, these two people are really going to die.

Their condition is very bad. They have run out of oil and their lamps are dry, and they will not survive tonight.

Jiumozhi sighed: "Amitabha, Mr. Murong, we were beaten by you for three days and three nights."

What is "we have been beaten for too long", it is obviously how long we have been "beaten" by you, don't change the concept secretly!
"Three days and three nights? Is it so long? No wonder." Murong Fu nodded, understanding.

Jiumozhi and Duan Yanqing exhausted their energy in the battle with him.

For three days and three nights of fighting, they were forced to fight Murong Fu, and they couldn't escape at all, and they couldn't unilaterally stop it.

For three whole days and three nights, not only did their bodies not rest, but their spirits were also in a state of high tension, even their brains were the same.

Murong Fu in the epiphany, although all moves follow the fighting instinct, which is far worse than the targeted active attack, but it is not an order of magnitude of internal strength and external strength moves. For Jiumozhi and Duan Yanqing, it is still It is an unbearable burden in life.

Heavy punch.

Escape, can't escape!
If you don't want to die, then you can only resist, you can only see the tricks!

It stands to reason that Murong Fu's strength is much stronger than them, one punch and one palm can kill them and end their painful life.

However, Murong Fu, who was in an epiphany, did not intend to kill them at all.

In the process of comprehending the Taixuan Sutra, he constantly opened up new acupoints and opened up new meridians. Naturally, he needed constant fighting to become familiar with the new acupoints of the meridians, the new circulation of true qi, and the new moves that he constantly comprehended .

And Jiumozhi and Duan Yanqing who came to the door are the best sparring partners!

Murong Fu's subconscious told him that such a good tool person cannot die.

So in every move, he only used the skills that could put great pressure on Jiumozhi and Duan Yanqing, but not kill them, and he was more accurate than Ling Chi.

Jiumozhi and Duan Yanqing are extremely intelligent people, they quickly figured this out and saw the hope of life.

As long as Murong Fu's epiphany ends, he will be liberated!

Facing Murong Fu's endless moves, they had to concentrate all their energy and rack their brains.

In this life, they have never been so focused, they have no other distractions, they only focus on dealing with Murong Fu's fighting instinct.

The master's tricks will benefit you endlessly!
Murong Fu's every move and style can give them new insights, and their martial arts attainments are constantly improving.

Many questions that I couldn't figure out before, have also found answers in this process.

The high-intensity battle left them no time to cultivate their internal strength, and their cultivation base did not improve in the slightest.

But their moves became more and more sophisticated, and they actually had the air of a three-point master in their gestures.

It's only three days, which is worth ten years of normal work!

And all of this was paid for with life.

Ordinary people may die suddenly if they stay up late for three days, let alone this most intense battle?

Not only hurt the body, but sad!

For three days and three nights, the two racked their brains and exhausted their energy.

Not only is his potential exhausted, his internal organs are exhausted, but his spirit is extremely weak. Although he is only in his 50s, he looks like an old man in his 100s.

High-intensity labor consumes so much and does not eat or drink, who can bear it?
It's not bad if he didn't die suddenly on the spot!

After their death, any autopsy will not think that they were killed by others, but that they died!

"I heard the Tao in the morning, and I will die in the evening. The poor monk has realized it, really." Jiumozhi lay down completely flat this time from his body to his heart.

Life is almost gone, what's the use if you don't lie down?

He murmured: "All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dreams and lightning, and should be viewed in this way...Mr. Murong, you are waiting for the poor monk at the Dalun Temple for the Yi Jin Jing, right? It is in the poor monk In your arms, take it yourself."

What is Dache Dawu?

When life is about to come to the point, when all hope no longer exists, it can only be realized.

If you don't realize it at this time, when will you wait?
"That's so embarrassing..."

Murong Fu touched Jiumozhi's body with both hands, and soon found a scripture.

Yijinjing + Shenzujing, here it is!
Duan Yanqing said with emotion: "Duan is determined to take revenge, has done countless evils, and wanted to regain the throne, but in the end, it will be a flower in the mirror, a moon in the water, all in vain, that's all, that's all. Mr. Murong, can Duan entrust you with one thing?"

"Prince Yanqing, please tell me."

"After Duan dies, please cremate my body and bury my ashes under the bodhi tree outside the gate of Tianlong Temple. Duan has no special skills, but only a ventriloquist skill, which can be taught to your son. Alas, outside Tianlong Temple, Under the Bodhi tree, Huazi is sloppy, Guanyin has long hair..."

What Duan Yanqing was thinking about to the death was actually a one-night stand!

"Okay, I promise!"

Murong Fu thought about it, decided to be a good person, and told Duan Yanqing good news, "The long-haired Avalokitesvara under the bodhi tree was actually Dali Zhennan Princess Dao Baifeng, you are not in the wrong."

"what?"

Duan Yanqing was stunned, Jiumozhi also pricked up his ears.

Princess Zhennan of Dali?

Duan Yanqing's expression instantly became extremely exciting.

Me, Duan Zhengchun, the Southern King of Dali Town?

Baoding Emperor Duan Zhengming has no two sons, no sons and no grandsons, and when he abdicates to become a monk according to the tradition, he will definitely pass the throne to Duan Zhengchun, and then Dao Baifeng will be the queen.

Rounding it up, I mean I have greened the next emperor of Dali Kingdom?
"This life is worth it!"

Duan Yanqing laughed heartily, recited ventriloquism on the spot.

Murong Fu thought about it, but he still didn't say that Duan Yu was his son, he was afraid that Duan Yanqing would die suddenly on the spot.

After finally giving birth to a son, he died in the end. The white-haired man didn't even send the black-haired man. Who can bear it?

Early the next morning, when the sun rose from the east, Jiumozhi and Duan Yanqing closed their eyes at the same time, filled with sadness and joy.

One life dies, one withers and one prospers.

All things reincarnate, without beginning and without end.

The fan monks of Dalun Temple cremated the two of them, and actually burned a lot of relics, and enshrined the two of them as eminent monks.

The royal family of the Duan family will become monks when they get old, if rounded up, Duan Yanqing can barely be considered a monk...

"It's been more than a month. I don't know what's going on at Leigu Mountain."

Murong Fu uploaded the Yijin Jing, Shenzu Jing, and ventriloquism to the chat group, and traveled day and night, and soon came to Leigu Mountain, where he joined Wang Yuyan and others.

Wang Yuyan, A'Zhu, Abi, Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling came on horseback, while Deng Baichuan was the coachman, driving a carriage.

The car is a cage made of fine steel, Ding Chunqiu is in it.

The cage door is locked, even if Ding Chunqiu has not been drained of all his energy, he still cannot escape.

It does not matter.

What's important is that it's been more than a month, and Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing haven't left yet!

Zhong Ling, you have been away for more than a month, why don't you go home and have a look?Zhong Wanchou and Gan Baobao miss you!
Mu Wanqing, Qin Hongmian calls you home for dinner!
Wang Yuyan quickly asked, "Officer, where have you been this month?"

A'Zhu, A'bi, Mu Wanqing, and Zhong Ling all looked at Murong Fu in unison, with obvious meanings:

Be honest, are you messing with other girls again?

"I went to Dalun Temple." Murong Fu recounted what happened in this month.

Everyone's faces were a little exciting.

King Dalunming, Tubo national teacher Jiumozhi, is dead?
The head of the four villains, Prince Yanqing of Dali Kingdom, is dead?
Did the relics come out after cremation?

It is not difficult to understand that Jiumo Zhizhi left the relics. After all, he is a famous eminent monk in the world, and his status and reputation are no less than that of Master Kurong of Tianlong Temple and Abbot Xuanci of Shaolin Temple.

But Duan Yanqing was obviously full of evil, how could he keep the relics and become an eminent monk?

This is too unreasonable, right?

Murong Fu shrugged his shoulders, it can't be said that you may have relics after burning, right?
Eat more foods that contain more calcium, maybe you can burn more relics than Jiumozhi and Duan Yanqing!

Of course, according to Buddhism's explanation, it also makes sense.

Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot.

The big villain who would have killed more people chose to put down the butcher knife and not kill people. Doesn’t it mean saving many lives? Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. After saving so many lives, he is an eminent monk... Regardless of others Believe it or not, he certainly didn't believe it anyway.

"My lord, why did you order us to bring Ding Chunqiu here?" Deng Baichuan was puzzled.

You can't even see a ghost in this barren mountain and wild ridge, so it can't be that they are here to travel, right?
Even if you travel, it is enough for you to bring these girls, why bring your subordinates into this Shura field?
Thinking of how he got here these days, he trembled all over, it was terrible!

All the girls looked at Murong Fu, and they were also a little puzzled, what's so interesting about this barren mountain?

But Ding Chunqiu faintly felt that something was wrong, this was the intuition of the former master.

"Find someone, give a gift." Murong Fu replied.

Everyone looked at each other.

How easy is it to find someone in such a huge mountain?
And who is so sacred that the young master can actually find it himself, and he also brought Ding Chunqiu, the old fairy of XingXiu with him?

Could this person in the mountain be related to Ding Chunqiu?

Deng Baichuan said hastily: "Young Master, this subordinate will send a message to gather the various teams nearby and ask them to come over and help!"

"No, you cover your ears."

Murong Fu gave an order, and then he used his internal energy and mental method, mobilized his whole body energy, and said loudly: "Mr. Congbian, junior Murong Fu, please see me!"

With a shout, the sound shook the barren mountain!

A'Zhu, Abi and the others, even if they had covered their ears, they were still thundering, their whole bodies were throbbing with qi and blood.

Especially Ah Zhu, who already had a bleeding debuff, now it was as if the gates had been opened to release the flood, the blood flowed profusely, and he couldn't help but glance at Murong Fu.

There are many birds and beasts in the barren mountains and wild mountains.

A group of wild geese flew over the top of the mountain, and were shocked by Murong Fu's sound, they all fell from the sky.

Countless wild beasts in the forest fled in panic, or simply pretended to be dead, pretending that they might really be dead.

Wang Yuyan, who had a profound skill, also felt the shock of the whole body's true energy. She did not expect that Murong Fu, after his epiphany, would have such a strong skill.

Ding Chunqiu, who lost all his internal energy, was shocked until his seven orifices bled, his face was full of horror.

Su Xinghe, Murong Fu came to look for Su Xinghe!

That useless old thing is still alive!

Wang Yuyan frowned: "Officer, is Senior Su Xinghe not here?"

Murong Fu shook his head: "No, he must be there, let the voice fly for a while."

Wu Yazi was knocked off the cliff by Ding Chunqiu's palm, he was seriously injured, his movements were inconvenient, it was impossible to run around.

In addition, with Ding Chunqiu as a great enemy, he didn't dare to show his face everywhere, once Ding Chunqiu found out, he would definitely die.

Su Xinghe is extremely filial and will definitely stay by Wu Yazi's side to take care of him day and night.

They are right here, right here in Leigu Mountain!

(End of this chapter)