Chapter 44 Flide (2/3)

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With the care of the Daxing Chamber of Commerce, Mu Zifeng can safely leave Mujia Village. In the past few days, Fu Tianlian and the three curators have asked Mu Zifeng for a lot of questions about cultivation, and finally unanimously decided that the three martial arts museums will form an alliance. This is an enhancement of power for He Jiawuguan, but for Liu Jiawuguan and Xie Jiawuguan, it is a huge thing on the list, which can be regarded as finding a balance driven by interests.

Xiaoya's injury is taken care of by a bone doctor, and it is only a matter of time before she recovers completely. When the matter in Mujia Village was almost dealt with, Mu Zifeng was ready to go north.

As soon as the poet's fleet reached the shore last night, Mu Zifeng came to the official dock with Fu Tianrion, where it was hot and various goods came in and out.

The appearance of the two tiger kings caused some disturbance, because they were so big that they were stared at by the tiger's eyes and were full of cold air.

"Senior, these two tiger kings have great evolutionary potential. Judging from their momentum and eyes, it should belong to the kind of beast king of natural evolution. If you can use drugs**, the room for growth is huge. Even if you can't evolve into a guardian beast, there is a good chance to evolve into a beast king comparable to a martial arts master.

"That's what I think, so take them north together and try it when you find a chance." Mu Zifeng touched a tiger king's head, and the tiger king narrowed his eyes and seemed to enjoy it. "by the way, can the Niu Dading brothers return to Zhao's house?"

"I arrived two months ago, but they talked with the elders for a long time and then went straight to practice. In addition, there are more than a dozen people who returned home with the Niu brothers, who are masters of external skills and have been arranged by the family as the close bodyguards of the young lady. Fu Tianlian said this and paused before whispering, "However, those people have a strong sense of vigilance and generally do not contact the people in Zhao Mansion. Several elders of the family wanted to win them over, but none of them succeeded. I don't know where they came from. Senior, do you think it will be an elite secretly cultivated by the ancestors?

Mu Zifeng smiled, and those external masters in Fu's mouth must be Scar Three. Pannirvana, the warriors who change their bloodland are all little overlords in a small place. Even if they have no place in the world, their strength is there.

"Is that the poet's fleet?" Mu Zifeng changed the topic and saw that one of the hundred and ten merchant ships was particularly powerful. "Have you dealt with the matter of taking a downwind ship?"

"Senior, don't worry, the owner of this caravan and I are old friends. Moreover, Miss Zhao and Miss Shijia are best friends. They have grown up together since childhood and are like sisters.

"Hey, the big family is like this, and the relationship is complicated. Master Fu, what kind of person is Miss Poetry? I asked, is she the same as Miss Zhao?

In terms of status, Miss Poet is much higher than my master. In addition to her extraordinary background, there is another biggest reason why she is a peripheral disciple of Lingshan, the holy place of martial arts. Moreover, the appearance of Miss Poet is better than that of the little master in the capital. As for the personality, there is naturally nothing to say if you can become a best friend with the little master.

I didn't expect Fu Tianlao to think of the poet so highly.

"But six months ago, a big thing seemed to have happened to the poet, as if the poet refused the proposal of the tenth master. But if I were a poet, I would never agree. The seventh son of the tenth master is simply an unlearned bastard, greedy for beauty, and his life is extremely desolate, ah..."

Fu Tianling sighed, and a man who changed his blood came this way. First, he looked at the two tiger kings solemnly, and then said to Fu Tianshao, "Master Fu, please."

Fu Tiansou nodded, turned around and said respectfully, "Senior, please."

"This nobleman is not small, otherwise how can he make Master Fu respectful?"

The warrior who changed his bloodland muttered to himself that although his realm was the highest, he seemed to have the lowest status.

"Brother Fu." A handsome man who was nearly 30 years old on the poet's merchant ship held his fist and smiled.

"Brother Dragon." Fu Tianlian also greeted him with a smile, shook hands with the dragon master and whispered, "The senior behind him doesn't like to show off, so just do it casually."

"I know it in my heart."

The two masters patted each other on the shoulders, like brothers who had been separated for many years.

"Senior, do you need to rest first?"

"No, after the ship starts, I will practice in the bow. Don't disturb me if there is nothing special." Mu Zifeng smiled at the dragon master. After all, he took someone else's ride. After saying that, he led the two tiger dynasty bows.

The bow of the ship was quickly vacavated. There were many warriors on this ship, but there were few real masters of extreme skills.

"Brother Fu, what's the matter with that prince? I asked you yesterday and kept squeezing?" Master Long looked back at Mu Zifeng's back, "But where do I seem to have seen him?"

"Brother, you have forgotten the prince who was chased by the Shenwei General of Zhao's mansion outside Youzhou City in Hexi." A beautiful woman came forward with a smile and said, "It was he who saved me at that time, and I recognized him at first sight."

"I remember what you said." Master Long suddenly realized that being followed by a martial arts master can he be an ordinary person? Moreover, the two wild tiger kings around him are not so easy to provoke. He can't figure out how the tiger king, who is comparable to the divine power realm, turned into a kitten beside him.

The merchant ships quickly started, and the lake stirred up waves. The lake wind is on the face, which has a unique taste.

Mu Zifeng stood quietly in the bow of the boat, thinking about his practice. The most suitable for actual combat are dragon-shaped boxing, tiger-shaped boxing, eagle-shaped boxing and bear-shaped boxing, which can be used in harmony. However, with the improvement of strength, the power of the three boxing skills is gradually improving.

Only in addition to the slight improvement in the kung fu on the claws, the deeper Mu Zifeng felt, the more he felt that the power of boxing had not been fully exerted. There must be something that has not been practiced in place.

I used to think it was an illusion, but now I dare to be sure it is a real bottleneck.

After thinking about it, Mu Zifeng simply put on his fist and used his eagle-shaped boxing, and saw a figure jumping down on the bow of the boat, and the air was squeezed and banging. The sharp sound of eagles came from his mouth, which shocked the two tiger kings and blew up tiger hair.

"This boxing skill performed by predecessors is flexible and changeable, the attack is fierce and sharp, the power is condensed and does not disperse, and it is both offensive and defensive when boxing." Seeing the bow through a window in the cabin, Master Long's eyes lit up.

"You also need to say that a few days ago, the master of the royal palace made only one move, and his proud gravel claws became broken meat claws." Fu Tianyao drank a glass of wine and muttered.

"What? I have seen the master of the king, but he is a master of foreign skills at the peak of the blood exchange. The power of the prefecture-level martial arts 'stone claw' is no less than a heavenly martial art, and he can't even hold on to a move? Master Long was scared, and his voice couldn't help improving a little. There were also three blood-changing warriors in the cabin, and their faces also changed slightly. No wonder the nobleman looked lure to everyone after getting on the boat. It turned out that he was a little capital.

After practicing eagle-shaped boxing for an hour, Mu Zifeng closed his skills and sighed secretly. The longer this boxing evolves, the more untouchable it is, which is very uncomfortable.

Next, Mu Zifeng began to fight Taiji magic fist. This supreme boxing is the most appropriate for self-cultivation. The last time I was able to escape from the palm of the mountain god of Tuo Xiao Palace, I also forcibly removed three layers of attack power with the help of the method of 'four or two thousand pounds', and then desolved the remaining four or five layers of attack power by the dragon, and finally competed with my own 'internal strength'. He was knocked into the water and fainted.

Taijiquan, pay attention to a fast and slow orderly, find 'fast' in the quiet', master a blast in the fast, and play a kill in the explosion.

Mu Zifeng has also practiced Taiji Shenquan for a certain time. In addition, his skeleton is in place, and the fight is flexible and elegant. There is an extraordinary artistic conception, which is very beautiful, which calms people down. With his moves, he enters a spiritual world without desire.

Merchant ships need to trade along the way, so it took a month and a half to enter the capital.

"Senior, we will arrive in Guzhou tomorrow, which is the foundation of the Zhao family. Guzhou is very close to Fengning, the capital, and can be reached in half a day by fast horse. However, there are great differences within the Daxing Chamber of Commerce for some reason, and some people may not welcome your arrival. I hope you will forgive me.

"Ha ha, I'm a passer-by. This time, I'll go to visit Miss Zhao, the Seven Elders, Shenwei Master and others first. If other people don't like me, at most I will leave and won't embarras Miss Zhao.

Fu Tianlian thanked him repeatedly. He was the confidant of Miss Zhao and knew many secrets of the Zhao family. And Mu Zifeng is a special guest. If Zhao's ancestors don't say anything, those people with bad intentions can do nothing about them even if they make secret tricks.

"Senior, lunch is ready. Please take your seat." A young woman came out and bowed Yingying.

Mu Zifeng turned his head and said with a smile, "Miss Miao's craftsmanship is very good. She will be separated tomorrow. I'm really reluctant."

"You don't know yet. Miss Miaomiao is the personal maid of Miss Poetry, who specializes in taking care of her living and life. That skill is passed by the imperial chef**." Fu Tianlian touched his stomach and seemed to be addicted to it. "After eating for more than a month, I was also a little reluctant to leave."

Mu Zifeng walked towards the cabin and said casually, "Since Miao Miao is Miss Shi's personal maid, why has it been half a year since she left this time?"

"Because my parents live in Hexi, the lady allowed me to go home for half a year, just on the way." Miaomiao's words flashed and seemed to be thinking of a reason that made sense.

Mu Zifeng did not expose it, but nodded, and Miao Miao breathed a sigh of relief.