Chapter 51: Intercourse of Favors

Seeing Duan Yu coming, he walked away calmly.

Murong Ji glanced at Zhu Danchen and said, "This guy is really smart!"

When Yun Zhonghe saw Murong Ji, the corners of his mouth twitched. He cursed inwardly and ran away without saying a word.

"Brother Murong!" Duan Yu greeted with a smile.

Murong Ji nodded in response, then looked at Dao Baifeng, and Duan Yu immediately introduced: "Brother Murong, this is my mother."

Only then did Murong Ji see Dao Baifeng's face. She had a beautiful appearance, like the Guanyin Bodhisattva in the portrait.

It was hard to have any blasphemous thoughts, but what had Murong Ji not seen? He had been taught by several teachers.

As soon as the thought came to mind, a word emerged in my mind: classmate's mother...

"Mother, this is my eldest brother, Gusu Murong. He has saved me many times." Duan Yu looked a little shy. "If it weren't for him, I would... hehe."

Murong Ji's face remained calm, he clasped his fists and saluted, "Hello, aunt."

Dao Baifeng nodded, "Mr. Murong is indeed a handsome man. Now that we are in Dali, let Yu'er take you around."

"Of course it is. Dali has beautiful landscapes. I am also interested in seeing them."

Dao Baifeng turned to look at Mu Wanqing, then at the three darts on the tree. He frowned and asked, "Xura Dao Qin Hongmian, who are you?!"

Murong Ji had a blank expression on his face. He really couldn't feel good about Duan Zhengchun. Although, he also wanted to be Duan Zhengchun...

Mu Wanqing was annoyed by her questions. She frowned and hid behind Murong Ji.

Just as Murong Ji was about to dodge, Mu Wanqing grabbed the corner of his clothes and looked at him almost pleadingly.

Dao Baifeng looked at Murong Ji, opened her mouth, but ultimately did not ask anything.

After entering the temple, Murong Ji did not go into the inner hall, but just looked outside the courtyard. He could hear the conversation inside clearly.

Not long after, Murong Ji saw the majesty and ceremonial guard of the Princess of Dali.

Qing Dao led six officers from the prefecture on horseback, divided into left and right, and heavily armed. Ten men in blue clothes, divided into left and right. Four guides and servants, and sixty internal servants...

All in all, Murong Ji's men only had a few of them. There were more than 300 guards serving beside the carriage, not counting the regular military armored guards.

The Prince of Zhennan is a first-rank prince, so Dao Baifeng's carriage is naturally extraordinary, with a white copper calf-decorated carriage, green oil-colored lace, a red lining and a red silk net.

But Dao Baifeng did not ride, but rode in front, with Duan Zhengchun and his son Duan Yu walking beside him.

Murong Ji followed everyone into the Dali Imperial City and all the way to the Zhennan Prince's Palace. Zhu Danchen arranged for Murong Ji to stay, so he had a chance to rest.

After stretching and washing up, he put on loose clothes and began to practice in the yard.

The Dali royal family was very efficient. Before noon the next day, Zhu Danchen delivered the two processed poisons.

Along with the delivery was the corresponding antidote. He told me to be careful before leaving.

Murong Ji looked at the two spiritual objects that had been ground into powder and boiled into pastes. These were good things.

He picked one up and tasted it, then circulated his internal energy and discovered that there were other things in the medicine, good things, and the Duan family of Dali had put a lot of them in.

[This is to let me remember this favor, interesting. ]

It is not easy to owe a favor to Duan Yu, the future emperor of Dali.

Just as night fell, Murong Ji was about to wash up and go to bed when he suddenly heard the sound of fighting in the palace.

He frowned slightly, thinking that there was still someone who dared to cause trouble in the Dali Palace? ! ! He pushed the door open and saw the Dali Emperor Duan Zhengming, who was dressed in a yellow robe and guarded by many people. Duan Zhengming was only in his sixties at this time, but he didn't look old. He was very energetic and looked like a man who had just turned forty.

His inner strength is so overwhelming that even from a distance one can still feel the domineering and oppressive nature of his inner strength.

At this time, Duan Zhengming happened to look over and nodded to Murong Ji.

Murong Ji bowed in return.

He was thinking a lot in his mind. No wonder, the age difference between the two brothers of the Duan family is almost twenty years. Duan Zhengming raises Duan Zhengchun as his son.

However, this emperor is indeed very powerful.

In the courtyard of the palace, Yue Laosan and Duan Zhengchun were fighting each other.

"Yue Lao San! If you can beat my eldest brother, I will take you as my master!"

"I'm Yue Lao Er! Not Yue Lao San! If you call me that wrong again, I'll tear your head off! Hurry up and call your eldest brother out to compete with me!"

Duan Yu pointed at a distant figure and said, "Look, that's my elder brother! If you can defeat him, I will take you as my disciple."

Yue Lao San turned his head and saw Murong Ji. His heart skipped a beat. This guy was so powerful. He couldn't beat him alone!

"Murong boy! It's you again!"

Murong Ji glanced at him coldly, and Yue Lao San subconsciously took a few steps back, feeling a little hesitant.

Finally, he grabbed Duan Yu and said, "You are sincere, kid! He and I are equally matched..."

"Humph, I knew you couldn't beat my eldest brother, who is only twenty years old. And what about you? You are so stupid at such an old age! If I were your master, I would be so angry!"

Yue Laosan's nose was almost crooked from anger.

Murong Ji smiled and said, "Using me as a raft? ! ! " He raised his mouth and said, "Duan Yu, come and compete with him and make him convinced."

Duan Yu's expression froze instantly, "This... this... I..."

As soon as Murong Ji finished speaking, the brothers Duan Zhengming and Duan Zhengchun understood what Murong Ji meant and stood aside to watch the show. With the masters of the Duan family here, how could Duan Yu be in danger?

It would be nice to train Duan Yu here.

Murong Ji said: "What are you afraid of? Use Bei Ming Divine Art and Ling Bo Wei Bu."

Duan Yu hesitated for a moment and then went up.

Murong Ji turned around and walked into the house. There was nothing to see, so he might as well work on his own foundation.

After sitting for a while, Duan Yu came.

After opening the door, Murong Ji asked, "What's wrong?"

"Brother Murong, I won! I defeated Yue Lao San with my footwork."

Murong Ji smiled and nodded. There are always some geniuses in this world. There is nothing you can do about it. God is chasing you and feeding you. What can you do?
"Don't be complacent. Yue Lao San is not good at Qinggong footwork. If you meet Yun Zhonghe, you won't be so lucky."

"I understand, Brother Murong. Find an opportunity and ask my father to teach me the One Finger Zen."

Murong Ji smiled. He hoped that Duan Yu would go to Tianlong Temple to learn Six Meridians Divine Sword, but there was no time to rush.

He gave Duan Yu some pointers on the Lingbo Weibu. He had rich theoretical knowledge and had visited Tiantai Mountain, Chengtian Temple, and the Imperial Palace of the Song Dynasty over the years.

He has been studying hard and has a lot of theoretical knowledge. Although he cannot reach the abnormal level of Wang Yuyan, he is not far behind.

(End of this chapter)