Chapter 206: The eyes can see beyond the mountains and rivers in the northwest, and the voice can be heard in the southeast beyond the sun and moon!

During this period, there has been turmoil in the martial arts world. The public opinion war between Shaolin Temple and Gusu Murong has attracted the attention of countless people in the martial arts world.

The ugly deeds that Murong Bo committed during the battle of Yanmen Pass were also exposed by Abbot Xuanci.

The identity of the Murong clan as Xianbei Hu people could no longer be hidden. They were like fireflies in the dark, so bright and outstanding.

The Jiangnan Daily also reported extensively on the darkness of Shaolin Temple.

Finding the dark spots of a sect like Shaolin is as easy as finding corrupt officials in the Song Dynasty.

But what about Murong Fu?
He was not afraid at all and didn't even care about it.

The so-called Jianghu is just a small part of the entire world. All the people who know martial arts add up to less than 10,000 people.

All the famous and upright sects added together only had about a thousand or eight hundred people, which was not as many as the thousand households under Murong Fu.

At the beginning of his time travel, Murong Fu did not have the confidence to deal with the consequences of the truth about Yanmen Pass being exposed, but now, Murong Fu is not afraid at all.

His martial arts are invincible!
His power is invincible!
Be it Shaolin, the Beggars' Sect, or any other martial arts sect, or even all of them combined, they are nothing but chickens and dogs, nothing but jumping clowns!

In Murong Fu's own words, that is:
"Now, it's not a question of whether the Central Plains martial arts world wants to eradicate me, Murong Fu, but a question of whether I, Murong Fu, want to preserve the Central Plains martial arts world!"

"The knights are breaking the law with force. The Central Plains martial arts world is no longer ordinary and rampant. We must strike hard!"

So what is Murong Fu doing?

He was training his troops silently.

There has never been any real plan for rebellion, everything has been done one step at a time. Now at this point, Murong Fu's plan of rebellion has been put into action and has to be launched.

The Song court has not yet reacted, and this is the best opportunity.

Even if the Song court reacted, it would take a year or two to assemble the most combat-effective Western Army, and it would be impossible to march south immediately.

As for the intelligence about the Southeastern Wing Army of the Song Dynasty, Murong Fu already had a very thorough understanding. He couldn't say that they were vulnerable, because that would be an exaggeration to say so.

Most of the soldiers in the Xiang army live like beggars. A few work for others to earn money, but their wages are often deducted by their superiors. They are paid to work.

In addition to the fact that they were paid without working, the local garrison troops could only suppress ordinary civil unrest. It was really difficult for them to deal with a traitor like Murong Fu.

Moreover, the policy of the Song Dynasty was to strengthen the trunk and weaken the branches. All the troops, money and food in the world were concentrated in the central government, and the local areas were extremely weak.

The reason why Jiaozhi was able to move freely in the territory back then was either because they were very strong or because the Song Dynasty had few soldiers and little food and was outnumbered.

Murong Fu already had a series of plans on how to capture the southeastern states, how to occupy the most important city of Hangzhou, and how to cut off the grain transport.

Wherever his army went, the local Mingjiao disciples would respond, quickly form a Ming army to maintain social order, and then absorb the power of the entire southeast, using science in one hand and magic in the other to prepare for sweeping across the world.

At this moment, Murong Fu was watching his six thousand commanders training.

Murong Fei commanded a thousand-man Dragon Elephant Cavalry.

Ren Beiming led a giant wooden flag with a thousand people.

Chen Huaiyun led a Fiery Flag with a thousand men.

Liu Feng led the Flood Banner with a thousand men.

Fang La led the Ruijin Banner with a thousand men.

Gongye Qian commanded the Houtu Banner with a thousand men.

In addition, there is the Taihu Navy formed by Taihu pirates, with a total of thousands of people. However, they do not participate in training. They maintain law and order in Taihu Lake on a daily basis and isolate Yanziwu from the outside world's prying eyes.

The six thousand-household armies were all equipped with the best equipment of the time, with silver iron armor, long spears like a forest, and momentum like a rainbow.

Murong Fu sat on the stage, looking at the 6,000 troops below, and couldn't help but feel heroic, and chanted:

"Holding the power of killing in the universe, I will kill the evil and retain the righteous to solve the people's problems!"

"My eyes can see beyond the mountains and rivers in the northwest, and my voice can reach the sun and moon in the southeast!"

"Spreading out the claws, as if the cloud road is too small, why fear the Han Dynasty's deflection when leaping up!"

"The wind and thunder stir up three thousand waves, and the flying dragon of Yi Xiang is fixed in the sky!"

What Murong Fu was reading was the poem "Expounding My Ambition" written by Hong Xiuquan, the second son of God who was famous in later generations. Hong Xiuquan's mood at that time was exactly the same as Murong Fu's.

Moreover, both of them came from the South and started out with religion.

Of course, Murong Fu is actually a four-in-one version of Hong Xiuquan, Yang Xiuqing, Feng Yunshan and Shi Dakai, and is much stronger. It can be said that he "has the strengths of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, but not its weaknesses."

"Good poem, good poem, the master's spirit is truly awe-inspiring!" At this time, Su Xinghe stepped forward and praised.

By now, it was common knowledge in the Xiaoyao Sect that Murong Fu was planning a rebellion.

Everyone then realized that Murong Fu's talk of patriotism was just an excuse at the time.

But what can we do?

They were all on board, and their master Wuyazi firmly supported Murong Fu, so they had no choice but to continue to strongly support Master Murong.

At this time, there were three major factions under Murong Fu's command.

The old officials of the Gusu faction, headed by Deng Baichuan, have followed the Murong family for generations and have the longest seniority. Moreover, Murong Fu chose to operate in Gusu, which suddenly increased their influence.

The Xiaoyao Sect headed by Wuyazi is composed of the top talents under Murong Fu, who control many aspects of work including propaganda, education, military industry, and management.

The Ming Cult faction headed by Fang La and others mainly controls the Five Elements Flag and the talent pool. In secret, Murong Fu also has the East Factory and the Embroidered Uniform Guard, as well as top masters that he can command. Externally, Murong Fu also colluded with many foreign forces.

From Liaodong to Xixia, and then to Dali and Tubo, Murong Fu's people can be found everywhere.

He was gradually becoming more powerful, so he just laughed off many of Xuanci's actions. After all, the other party was a dead man in his eyes.

"It seems that my armor is ready!" Murong Fu said with a smile as he looked at the people behind Su Xinghe.

Behind Su Xinghe was Feng Asan, the craftsman most respected by Murong Fu, and Feng Asan was sending someone to present the armor, swords and spears specially made for Murong Fu to Murong Fu.

"Master, this armor is called the Sun, Moon, Mountains and Rivers Armor. The sun, moon and stars are engraved on the helmet, and there are magnificent mountains and rivers on the armor. It means that the master has the sun and moon above his head and the mountains and rivers under his feet, unifying the nine provinces and achieving unprecedented hegemony!" Feng Asan introduced, "This sword is a short sword named Yitian Sword, this knife is a long warhorse knife named Dragon Slaying Knife, and this spear is called Soul Chasing Spear."

Su Xinghe added: "All of them are made of black iron. Our sect does not have enough black iron. Thanks to Uncle Qiushui and Uncle Master for their support."

"Very good, I want to try the effect." Murong Fu said.

After mastering the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra, Murong Fu was able to exert a force of a thousand pounds, and it was inexhaustible and endless.

The top athletes of later generations may be able to develop their bodies to human limits, but their endurance will be much inferior, and they cannot carry such heavy loads all the time.

However, Murong Fu, who has mastered the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra, can exert a thousand pounds of strength for a whole day and a night. Whether he is running thousands of miles or dodging and moving flexibly, he can do it with ease.

It’s like a weightlifting champion who can lift 1,000 pounds, but asking him to participate in a marathon while lifting 1,000 pounds is absolutely impossible, and he may even find it difficult to sustain it.

Black iron is much heavier than ordinary fine steel, so only Murong Fu can bear such armor.

At this moment, Murong Fu's whole body was covered with black armor. This set of armor gave him exactly the effect that Murong Fu wanted, and it was extremely domineering.

When Murong Fu put on the dark and ferocious black iron mask, only his cold eyes were revealed, and his whole body was filled with murderous aura, like the black god of death.

Such heavy armor usually weighs about 60 kilograms, but if it is made of black iron, it weighs more than 200 kilograms.

But for Murong Fu, this is actually the same feeling as an ordinary person wearing a silk robe.

Light as nothing.

He picked up the Dragon Slaying Sword and leaped lightly. His lightness skill was not affected at all. He actually soared into the air and landed in the training ground.

All the soldiers looked at Murong Fu.

And Murong Fu, wearing heavy black armor, ran as fast as the wind, galloping as fast as lightning, and slashed with the long sword in his hand!
Boom!

He immediately cut a deep crack on the ground, and the stone lock in front of him was chopped into pieces!

"The foster father is mighty!"

"The general is mighty!"

Everyone was so shocked as if they had seen a god or a devil, and they praised him loudly.

Murong Fu smiled slightly and responded: "My Ming army is mighty!"

Then, Murong Fu drew his bow and shot an arrow at the willow tree a hundred steps away.

boom!
Murong Fu's long arrow not only hit the willow tree, but also caused it to break apart as if struck by lightning.

"The general is mighty, and the leader will win!"

"The Ming army is mighty!"

Since ancient times, the army has admired brave men the most. Murong Fu's bravery has really surpassed that of ordinary people. When he puts on heavy armor, he can be said to be the pinnacle of heavy armor warriors. Whether he is fighting on the battlefield or fighting alone, he can be said to be invincible.

Su Xinghe murmured, "With this heavy black iron armor, plus the master's high martial arts and strong strength, no one in the world can be the master's opponent now!"

At this moment, someone came to report: "Master, Shaolin Temple sent someone to deliver a letter!"

"Haha." Murong Fu laughed, "Shaolin is so impatient to commit suicide! I'll go and see what Xuanci is up to!"

After a while.

Shenhe Village.

Murong Fu finished reading the post in his hand.

This was written by Xuan Ci himself, and the content was very simple. It said that on January 3rd of next year, a demon-slaying conference would be held in Shaoshi Mountain to settle many past grudges. If Murong Fu had the courage, he could come. If Murong Fu did not have the courage to come, many righteous men in the Central Plains martial arts world would also march towards the south of the Yangtze River to wipe out Gusu Murong and uphold the righteousness of the martial arts world.

"Abbot Xuanci is so arrogant." Murong Fu sneered and looked at the monk who was delivering the letter.

Given his temperament and status, he would naturally not vent his anger on a monk who delivered a letter.

It’s just that this monk is too ugly.

He was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a big flat nose, protruding ears, very thick lips, and an ugly face. His monk's robe had many patches on it, but it was very clean.

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"Monk, your name isn't Xu Zhu, is it?" Murong Fu asked.

"How did Master Murong know this?" the monk was surprised.

He did not give his name. As soon as he arrived near Taihu Lake, he was captured by Murong Fu's men. After he explained the purpose of his trip, he was sent to Murong Fu.

"Interesting. Both of your parents are good-looking, but they gave birth to such an ugly child like you. No wonder your father doesn't recognize you even though you are in Shaolin Temple. It's fate that you come to Yanziwu, so just stay and be a guest!" Murong Fu said with a smile.

Afterwards, no matter how Xu Zhu resisted, Murong Fu had his men forcibly retain him.

Although Xu Zhu had always been against Murong Fu in the original novel, Murong Fu did not make things difficult for him. Instead, he sent people to provide him with psychological counseling. After all, he was also a poor man, and the greatest tragedy in his life was about to happen.

(End of this chapter)