Murong Fu looked at the fire foreman Tuo on the ground, flicked his hands several times, and several powerful forces hit him and disappeared, then he turned his head and said to Song Yuanqiao: "You guys recover as soon as possible, go out and help, the commander is also here, and he is fighting with the Mongols below." ”

"What! The family teacher is also here!" Mo Shenggu's expression was shocked, and he was about to lead all the disciples out of the tower.

was stopped by Song Yuanqiao, "How many successes have you recovered?"

Mo Shenggu's face was stunned, "Two...... Twenty percent. ”

Song Yuanqiao glared at him, "Why don't you hurry up and meditate and breathe." ”

Mo Shenggu was helpless, so he had to sit back on the ground honestly.

"Song Daxia, I still have to save the people of the Emei faction, so I won't delay here, you take care. Murong Fu bowed his hand and said goodbye.

"Thank you Murong Gongzi today, please take care!" Song Yuanqiao saluted solemnly.

Murong Fu nodded, turned around and took Fan Yao upstairs.

"Senior brother, does this person really want to be handed over to the master? With the master's character, I am afraid that he will let him go. Yu Lianzhou frowned slightly, pointed to the fire foreman Tuo and said.

Song Yuanqiao pondered for a long time, shook his head and said: "You may not know this, this person was born in Shaolin seventy years ago, and he is half of the same family as the master, but then some unpleasant things happened, and the two of them ......."

Murong Fu and Fan Yao came to the twelfth floor, and the female disciples of the Emei Sect were indeed locked here.

"Hey, Murong Fu, you're not dead!" a cold and nice voice came, with a little shock and a hint of joy in his tone.

Murong Fu turned his head to see that it was Yuan Ziyi, her hair was slightly scattered at this time, and her delicate little face was stained with some soot grass clippings, but her dusty temperament was like a lotus flower out of the mud and unstained, which was incompatible with this rather dirty cell.

The exterminator who was sitting cross-legged naturally also saw Murong Fu, but she raised her eyebrows, snorted lightly, and closed her eyes again.

"What's the spirit!" Murong Fu snorted secretly in his heart, walked straight to the cell where Yuan Ziyi was, and said with a smile on his lips: "Aren't you happy to see that I'm not dead?"

Yuan Ziyi seemed to be in a good mood, but she didn't care about his teasing, and glanced at him slightly, "You are really narcissistic, I saw a cat and a puppy that didn't die, and the mood would be good!"

"Yes!" Murong Fudeng's face showed disappointment, "It's a shame that I came all the way to save you!"

As soon as these words came out, all the women of the Emei faction looked at Murong Fu in amazement, and even the exterminator Tai also glared at him fiercely, snorted coldly, and twisted his head to the side.

Yuan Ziyi's eyes flashed with joy, but there was a sneer on his face, "Yo, you say that, aren't you afraid that Senior Sister Zhiruo will be angry?"

Murong Fu also realized that his words were a little too much, and his old face flushed slightly.

"Murong Fu, did you see Zhiruo when you came up, how is she?" the exterminator suddenly asked coldly.

For the first time, Murong Fu felt that the extermination master was too cute, and immediately said: "Master is too relieved, Zhiruo is fine, she has recovered her martial arts now, okay, don't talk nonsense, I'll give you the antidote, you recover your internal strength as soon as possible, let's rush out." ”

"Did you really bring the antidote?" Yuan Ziyi's face was overjoyed, and he asked a little impatiently.

Exterminator Tai's eyes also flashed with a hint of emotion, and she glanced at Murong Fu slightly.

Seeing the appearance of the exterminator, Murong Fu felt proud, "Of course, I ......"

At this moment, an ethereal voice came, interrupting Murong Fu's words, "Xiaoyou, you don't seem to be very kind to do this, have you ever put this seat in your eyes?"

Murong Fuden was shocked when he was reborn, and when he looked back, he saw that at the stairs leading to the thirteenth floor, there was a lama in a yellow robe, with delicate facial features, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and round skin on his face, looking no more than thirty years old.

But what shocked Murong Fu was that Fu Ming was standing in front of him, but he couldn't feel the existence of the other party at all, that is, if he closed his eyes, he would never be able to find the other party.

And as soon as this person appeared, the hairy feeling in his heart also followed.

"Who are you?" Murong Fu asked in a deep voice.

Before the lama could answer, Yuan Ziyi jumped up and shouted: "It's him, he recites the scriptures here every day, and he's annoyed to death, Murong Fu, you teach him a lesson!"

Murong Fu couldn't help but glance at Yuan Ziyi strangely, and said with a wry smile in his heart: "Miss, don't you feel at all that the other party is a master among masters!"

Then he bowed to the middle-aged lama, "Haven't asked the master for the Dharma yet?"

"This seat is called Eight Sipa!" the middle-aged lama chuckled, "You made the movement downstairs in Shicai!"

Murong Fuden was shocked, since the last time he made a joke in front of the Golden Wheel Venerable King, he had carefully consulted all the information about the Tibetan Tantric School, although he still knew too little, but he had focused on the eight Sipa.

This person was born in Nalanda Monastery, known as the first person in the Western Regions Tantra, and is also the emperor of Mongolia.

It's just that the person in front of him doesn't look like he's in his thirties, which really surprised Murong Fu.

"What? You seem to have heard of this seat?" Ba Si Pa asked with a strange look on his face when he saw Murong Fu's reaction.

Murong came back to his senses and smiled sneeringly, "What, since the master is here, the juniors won't bother much!"

As soon as the words fell, Murong Fu shook his body, grabbed Yuan Ziyi who was behind him, and jumped towards the staircase.

The others all looked at Murong Fu with inexplicable expressions, but Fan Yao's expression moved, and he ran away without saying a word.

"Haha, what are you doing, come back to this seat!" With a casual smile on his face, Ba Si Pa stretched out his hand and waved, and the heat rolled in the entire tower floor, only to see a long fiery red energy like a fire rope, rolling towards a few people at the staircase.

Murong Fu was startled, he held Yuan Ziyi in his arms with his left hand, and with a swipe in the air with his right hand, a white sword qi slashed down head-on.

Hearing only a "poof", the fire rope was cut in two, but before Murong Fu could breathe a sigh of relief, the broken fire rope was like a severed snake body, writhing in the air, and then wrapped around Murong Fu and Fan Yao respectively.

Fan Yao hurriedly slapped two palms, but when they hit the fire rope, it didn't work at all, and they were even shocked back.

While Murong Fu was surprised in his heart, the sword qi slashed out again.

The "fire rope" was also repeated, and it was divided into two, entangled with Murong Fu and Yuan Ziyi respectively.

"This ......" Murong Fu couldn't help but be dumbfounded, in the past, others thought that his martial arts were supernatural, but now he finally really felt what it means to be a mountain and a mountain high.

Suddenly, Yuan Ziyi screamed "ah".

It turned out that Murong Fu was stunned, and the "fire rope" had already wrapped around Yuan Ziyi's thigh.

"It's just a hooligan!" Murong Fu snorted secretly, stretched out his hand and slashed along Yuan Ziyi's thigh, and the energy in his palm surged out, finally forcing the "fire rope" back, but at some point, the other fire rope wrapped his waist tightly.

Murong Fu sighed helplessly, "Master, I'll just come back, you can take back your strange thing!"

Hearing Murong Fu's appreciation, Ba Si Pa couldn't help but smile to himself, "Haha, you guys had comprehension earlier, wouldn't it be fine!"

Then he waved in the air, and the arquebus rolled around the three of them, and they returned to Pas-pa.

Murong Fu put Yuan Ziyi down and smiled bitterly, "It seems that we are going to make a pair of cheap mandarin ducks!"

"Phew!" Yuan Ziyi took a sip with a slightly red face, "Who wants to be a mandarin duck with you, you took the opportunity to take advantage of me just now, and I haven't settled accounts with you yet!"

When Murong Fuden, a few black lines appeared on his forehead, and he looked at her without saying a word.

Yuan Ziyi stuck out her little tongue, and then turned her head to look at Ba Sipa, "I didn't expect you to hide it deeply, but I always thought you were very good." ”

There was always a kind smile on his face, "Little girl, you never asked me if I knew martial arts!"

"Hmph, don't remove this thing yet, I'll just go back!" Yuan Ziyi pointed to the "fire rope" at his ankle.

With a gesture of his hand, the arquebus dispersed out of thin air.

Yuan Ziyi snorted, looked at Murong Fu, hesitated a little and whispered: "If you can't beat it, don't hold it hard, it's good to live here!"

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, then reacted and nodded slightly, "I know!"

Yuan Ziyi returned to where she had been living before.

Murong Fu looked at Ba Si Pa and said, "What does the master want?"

"This view of Xiaoyou's Heavenly Court is full, the blessing source is profound, and the most important thing is that Huigen is also excellent, very suitable for entering my Shamen, I don't know what Xiaoyou's intentions?"

"What, you want me to be a monk?" Murong Fu's voice suddenly raised by eight points.

Ba Si Pa was slightly stunned, and then said: "You are not wrong to say that the monks, my tantric sect and the monks of Shaolin in the Central Plains also originated from Tianzhu, and in Tianzhu, they are called monks." ”

"Dream!" Murong Fu looked at the big lama in front of him, he was really a little speechless, if it weren't for the unfathomable martial arts of the other party, he didn't have the slightest certainty of winning, he had already greeted him with an old fist, and someone even persuaded him to become a monk!

"Xiaoyou, don't be busy refusing first," Ba Si Pa was not angry, and said leisurely: "Xiaoyou is deeply demonic, except for the way to enter my Buddhism, there is no other way to save it!"

Murong Fu's heart tightened, and his face sank, "What do you know?"

Ba Si Pa glanced at Murong Fu carefully, and it was this glance, Murong Fu felt that his body and body were cold, as if he was being seen through, and his heart was furious.

After a long time, Ba Si Pa sighed, "No wonder Xiaoyou is young, his internal strength has reached such a level, it turned out that he has cultivated evil skills, but unfortunately other people's things are always someone else's, even if you forcibly take it for yourself, there will still be a day when you will return it, and at that time, you will be ten thousand demons devouring your heart, delirious, and dancing wildly, until you run out of energy and die!"