Chapter 171 Hello, get married! "It's time to take a closer look at Murong Fu." Suddenly, a black figure appeared was a Persian man dressed in black, about forty years old. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, but in an instant, all the cunning, ferocity and ambition in his eyes were restrained. Then, he returned to his original state, just like an ordinary Persian man. Neither ugly nor handsome, just an ordinary face. The man held six Holy Fire Tokens in his hands, each of which was engraved with Holy Fire Token martial arts. However, the six Holy Fire Tokens in the hands of the three envoys were engraved with the precepts of the Ming Cult. "My Lord, Grand Master! Meet my Lord, Grand Master!" The three Persian envoys immediately knelt down and bowed to the Persian man. My Lord means master. Grand Master means the religious leader of the Assassin Order.
The combination of the two means that this person is not only their master but also their religious leader. Obviously, this person is the old man in the mountains, Huo Shan. Huo Shan now goes by the alias Heishan, pretending to be the servant of the saint, but in fact he is the saint's father, the founder of the Assassin Order, the king of assassins in the Western Regions, and the famous old man in the mountain. He is the true master of the Assassins. "Everyone must die," Huo Shan said. "Everything is false, and everything is permitted. The next death will belong to Lin Qingxiong. We must observe Murong Fu carefully to see if he can become the knife in our hands." "Yes, my Lord, the Grand Master!" the Saint said calmly. A moment later, in the lobby. Murong Fu felt two faint auras approaching quietly, so he looked in the direction where the auras came from. After several seconds, Tong Lao also felt two auras, followed by Li Qiu Shui, and then Jiumozhi. Several seconds later, Duan Yanqing finally felt the two auras, which seemed to appear and disappear, and were extremely secretive. When he went to see, he had already discovered that a barefoot Persian beauty in a blue dress appeared in the lobby. Behind the beauty, there was an ordinary Persian man, who was guarding his master like a servant. He was just getting the Holy Fire Order for his master. Murong Fu took a closer look and saw that the beauty looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, with fair skin, almond eyes, rosy cheeks, a high nose bridge, sapphire eyes, and a radiant appearance. She was in no way inferior to Wang Yuyan and Mu Wanqing. Since Wang Yuyan and Mu Wanqing were so beautiful, this was the first time Murong Fu had seen such a beauty, and he couldn't help but look at her carefully. After all, this Persian beauty had a more exotic charm than the women in the Central Plains. Men need to open their eyes to see the world, so Murong Fu opened his eyes wide. Murong Fu also discovered that the woman was tall. Although she was barefoot, her feet were spotless. Her pair of jade feet made no sound when she walked. Her two slender legs were faintly visible under the blue gauze skirt. More importantly, her upper body was wavy and rippled when she walked, and her height was not inferior to Li Qingluo. Murong Fu gave his evaluation in his mind: The face of a young girl and the body of a young woman, quite interesting.
When Murong Fu was looking at the beauty, the beauty was also looking at Murong Fu. She saw that Murong Fu was handsome, with a handsome face, an upright figure, and was extraordinary. There was no other man as handsome as him in the entire Guangmingding. Murong Fu's temperament is even more extraordinary and he doesn't seem like an ordinary person at all. But in his charm, which was like that of a banished immortal, there was a hint of evil and madness. The beauty gave her evaluation in her heart: He has a tall and handsome figure, but he is too lustful and stares at me very carefully. "You are the Saint of the Ming Cult, Kafilia, right?" Murong Fu spoke first, smiling, "I heard from the three envoys that you are the most beautiful woman in the Ming Cult. Now that I see you, your reputation is well-deserved." The Saint said, "Mr. Murong is also very charming and outstanding. He is even more famous when we meet." Murong Fu said, "Since we have come to Bright Summit, I will get straight to the point. I sent Gong Yeqian, one of my four great generals, to the Ming Cult because I knew that the Ming Cult was powerful and I wanted to subdue it. I didn't expect that he was careless and was discovered, which made me very disappointed. However, the third envoy said that the Saint wanted to discuss cooperation with me. I wonder what the cooperation method is?" The Saint said, "Master Murong, the Ming Cult is full of masters. There are thousands of them in Guangmingding alone, hundreds of thousands of disciples in various branches, and millions of believers. Master Murong is indeed famous in the martial arts world, the head of the Xiaoyao Sect and the head of the Gusu Murong family, but with Master Murong's power, it is almost impossible for him to conquer the Ming Cult, which is like a snake swallowing an elephant." Murong Fu said: "It seems that you saw through my ambition at a glance. After I learned about the strength of the Ming Cult, I wanted to become the leader of the Ming Cult. After all, the Ming Cult is very powerful and surpasses almost all martial arts sects." The Saint Girl stared at Murong Fu with a piercing gaze and said, "Not only do I know that you want to become the leader of the Ming Cult, I even know why you want to become the leader of the Ming Cult. You, the Gusu Murong clan, are descendants of the Later Yan Emperor Murong Chui. You are planning to restore your country, right? If you become the leader of the Ming Cult, you can help your Yan country restore its country. This is indeed a good idea, and the Ming Cult may indeed help you realize this ambition." Murong Fu showed amazing acting skills. He looked at the Saint in shock and said in a lost voice, "How do you know? The secret of our Murong family is unknown to the entire Central Plains martial arts world. You are far away in Persia, how do you know about my family's affairs?" "Everything is false, and everything is permitted." The Saint said faintly, "Master Murong, please do not underestimate the strength of our Persian Ming Cult. No one in the world can hide what we want to know." Murong Fu said with an unpleasant expression: "It seems that I underestimated your strength. You are quite powerful!" "Mr. Murong, your idea is good, but it is almost impossible for you to become the leader of the Ming Cult." The saint felt that she had the advantage and was ready to take the initiative in the negotiations. "I think it can be done, for example..." Murong Fu smiled slightly, and suddenly his six fingers released six-meridian sword energy. The Six-Meridian Divine Sword was used immediately. The sword energy was crisscrossed and endless. The dense sword energy cut the table beside him into pieces. Tong Lao and Li Qiu Shui were used to it. Duan Yanqing was shocked: What? He actually mastered the Six Meridians Divine Sword of my Dali Duan Clan? How... How is this possible? For hundreds of years, no one in my Dali Duan Clan has ever mastered the Six Meridians Divine Sword! Jiumozhi also lamented that his Six Meridians Divine Sword was so inferior compared to Murong Fu's Six Meridians Divine Sword that it was almost like a pirated copy. Gong Ye Qian also found it incredible. This young man had changed so much in just a few months. It was as if he had been swapped out. It was really strange. The gazes of the Saint Maiden and Huo Shan shrank at the same time. The Saint Maiden was slightly better, but Huo Shan, who was extremely cunning, could not hide his momentary shock. The Six-Meridian Divine Sword is known as the best sword technique in the world and it is not just a reputation. Any martial arts expert, upon seeing the Six-Meridian Divine Sword, will know that it is the limit of sword techniques and is the most invincible martial art in the world. Although the Saint and Huo Shan learned Persian martial arts, martial arts are based on the human body. Although the specific names of the acupoints and meridians are different, they all lead to the same destination. If this Six Meridians Divine Sword were placed in Persia, it would be a miraculous skill and a power that no mortal could possibly master. This was the first time the Saint Lady looked Murong Fu in the eye since they met, and she raised her opinion of Murong Fu in her heart. No matter how unrealistic Murong Fuyan's ideal is, as long as he masters martial arts like the Six Meridians Divine Sword, even if he is just a reckless man, he is the ceiling among reckless men and must be treated with caution. "I have the best swordsmanship in the world. My sword energy is unstoppable and invincible!" Murong Fu said in a deep voice, "With this, can I become the leader of the Ming Cult?" The Saint Girl hesitated for a moment and replied, "You can become the leader, but you have to kill so many people in the Ming Cult that rivers of blood flow, and spend a long time to conquer the major branches of the Ming Cult one by one. Martial arts are of course very useful, but more important are people's hearts and legal system. Without people's hearts and legal system, it is easy to destroy the Ming Cult with martial arts alone, but it is difficult to become the leader of the Ming Cult." Murong Fu asked: "If I have your support, Saint, can I become the leader of the Ming Cult?" The Saint said: "There is some hope, but it is not great. I myself cannot become the leader of the Ming Cult, so naturally I cannot guarantee that the person I support can become the leader of the Ming Cult."
Murong Fu smiled and said, "If I have both the world's best swordsmanship and the support of you, the Saint, can I become the leader of the Ming Cult?" "There is hope." said the saint. "That's great!" Murong Fu said, "Let's get married!" After these words were spoken, even though the Saint had seen countless big scenes, she was still stunned. Li Qiu Shui thought in her heart: Yes, that’s right, you are worthy of it! (End of this chapter)