The Song Dynasty was the king for thirteen years before he knew that he was Tianlong.

Chapter 176 Transmitting the message into the secret
"Junior...Murong Fu!" Zhao Ti spoke calmly.

"Mo Rongfu?" The old man looked at him for a moment and said calmly, "Although I have forgotten things, I don't believe everything anyone says. I came out of this tomb wearing this dress, so there is no doubt that I am Murong Longcheng. You said that you are a member of the Murong family and your name is Murong Fu. How can you prove it?"

Zhao Ti smiled and said, "Senior, I just heard you mention the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi skill. This skill has become the core martial arts of the Murong family. It is a secret skill that is not passed down. Only the Murong family can master it. It is absolutely difficult to fake it."

"The stars are turning?" The old man pondered, "Did I pass this skill down to the Murong family?"

Zhao Ti nodded: "That's right."

The old man asked, "Do you know this skill?"

Zhao Ti smiled and said, "The younger generation will naturally learn it. The children of the Murong family have all learned it for generations."

The old man said, "Show it to me." As he spoke, he shook the sleeves of his birthday robe, and suddenly a lot of stone fragments rolled up and flew towards Zhao Ti.

Zhao Ti immediately used the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi technique, and saw energy swirling between his arms, with a faint green glow. The stones did not hit his body, but were somehow diverted to the side by the energy and hit a big tree with a bang.

“It is indeed Dou Zhuan Xing Yi.” The old man nodded: “It seems that I did pass down this skill, but Dou Zhuan Xing Yi is not the final and complete one. I have some memories of martial arts, and I supplemented and integrated this skill, and finally it became a peerless martial art, named Da Zhou Tian Dou Zhuan Xing Yi.”

"The Great Zhoutian Dou Zhuan Xing Yi?" Zhao Ti said, "I have never heard of it. There is no record of it in my family. I only know Dou Zhuan Xing Yi."

The old man pondered for a moment and said, "Why did you bring so many people to the tomb?"

Zhao Ti smiled bitterly and said, "Before, there were noises coming from the cemetery from time to time. I didn't know why and was suspicious, so I often brought people to check. Now I know that it was caused by the senior practicing in the underground, and...

"And what?" the old man looked at him and said.

"Moreover, there is a powerful enemy living not far away in our house. He always comes to harass us and has even injured several of our family guards. We are afraid that he will launch a surprise attack, so we dare not leave anyone by our side. We patrol every day, especially around the cemetery, to prevent him from sabotaging us." Zhao Ti said.

"Oh? A powerful enemy?" The old man couldn't help but say, "Although Dou Zhuan Xing Yi is not a complete martial art and is not as good as Da Zhou Tian Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, it is still a rare martial art. I see that you have strong internal strength and many subordinates. Who can be called a powerful enemy in front of you?"

Zhao Ti shook his head and said, "Senior, you don't know, this great enemy... is really hard to describe in a few words."

The old man said unhappily, "What's so hard to say?"

Zhao Ti said: "This is not the place to talk, please go to the hall inside the manor to talk."

The old man glanced at him and said, "I am thinking the same thing. Go and bring me the family tree to see if there are any words like Murong Longcheng and Murong Fu on it. Is this tomb fake? Is there anyone setting up a trap to defraud me?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ti thought to himself that as expected, he had not actually intended to use the name Murong Fu at first, but was worried that Murong Longcheng would check the family book, so he used this name again.

He turned around and winked at everyone, saying, "I will accompany you to the manor to drink tea. You guys clean this place up. Make sure it is neat and tidy, and there must be no mistakes."

Everyone spoke at once: "We will follow Master Murong's orders."

Zhao Ti nodded and looked at the old man: "Senior, please!"

When he was halfway there, he looked at Ah Zhu beside him and said, "Go to the village and ask Uncle Qin to make some tea right away, and also find the family tree for the senior to see."

Ah Zhu was very smart. She nodded and said yes, then went back to Chanhe Manor first.

The old man looked around and asked, "What does the Murong family do for a living?"

Zhao Ti said: "Senior, the Murong family is a family of Jianghu origin, and also a local tycoon. They have a lot of land and shops, and they live a comfortable life. However, there are few people. The Jiangnan branch now only has the younger generation left..."

"You are the only one left?" The old man asked in surprise, "Why don't you have more children and spread out your family? Without a large population, how can we talk about prosperity?"

Zhao Ti smiled bitterly and said, "For several generations, everyone has been obsessed with martial arts and ignored this matter, which led to this situation."

The old man frowned: "This is unfilial."

After a while, they arrived in front of the manor and saw that the manor was in great chaos. It was all caused by Zhu Chuyi and his men breaking the mechanism of the silencer.

"Why is this place... so messy?" the old man asked puzzledly.

Zhao Ti said bitterly, "Senior, this is caused by the invasion of the great enemy I just mentioned. Just yesterday, he came and wreaked havoc and destroyed all the defense mechanisms. I really had no choice but to spend money to invite soldiers from the city to guard the lakeside. Today, it seems to have calmed down a bit."

"Who is this person? How dare he be so arrogant?" The old man couldn't help but get furious when he heard this.

"Please come inside and talk, senior." Zhao Ti's mouth twitched, and he hurriedly opened the wooden door of the front hall.

At this time, Ah Zhu had already returned to deliver the letter, and the commander of the water camp left with the old servant.

Just as he was about to speak after he sat down, he saw Ah Zhu holding a sandalwood box and approaching the door: "Sir, the family book is here."

Zhao Ti said: "Hurry up and show it to the senior."

The old man took out the book from the wooden box, flipped through it, and saw Murong Longcheng's name. He then looked further back, but saw the three words "Murong Fu" at the very end. There was no further record after Murong Fu.

He put the book back into the red sandalwood box and nodded, saying, "The pages of this book are yellowed and the handwriting is old. It seems that I am indeed Murong Longcheng. I didn't expect that I have been in the tomb for so long, and several generations have passed." Zhao Ti asked, "What kind of magic did you practice in the tomb that made you seclude yourself for so many years?"

Murong Longcheng shook his head, "It wasn't a practice. I forgot what happened. I guess he was beaten up, and then used the Great Circulation of Heaven and Earth to fake his death to heal his wounds. But for some reason, he was buried directly. It's hard to tell what caused the meridians to become disordered and why he didn't wake up. I don't remember if I told anyone that this skill could help him fake his death. Maybe I didn't, so this happened."

"Senior, do you think he was beaten by someone?" Zhao Ti was secretly shocked when he heard that. Murong Longcheng was the number one master at the end of the Five Dynasties. Who could have hurt him?
"Could it be that... Senior was ambushed and attacked by someone?" Zhao Ti asked.

"It doesn't look like..." Murong Longcheng stretched out his hand and tore open the front of the shroud, revealing the deep fist mark: "He was punched in the face, not by a weapon. It doesn't look like he was surrounded, and it couldn't be a sneak attack."

Zhao Ti looked at the fist mark carefully and the more he looked, the more frightened he became. The fist mark was engraved very clearly and deeply, which showed that the internal strength of the person who used the fist had reached an unimaginable level, and this fist method must be a peerless magical fist.

But he was able to beat Murong Longcheng with a single punch and force him to fake his death and escape. In the Five Dynasties and early Song Dynasty, who on earth had such advanced martial arts?
Ah Zhu brought tea into the hall. The old man smelled the tea and suddenly his stomach started to growl. At this moment, his whole body visibly shrank. He said, "Prepare some food."

Zhao Ti narrowed his eyes, not knowing what the other party was thinking, and said to Ah Zhu, "Prepare more wine and food, and as much meat as possible."

Murong Longcheng said calmly, "I have been pretending to be dead for many years, my breathing is slow and it is difficult to consume energy. I need very little energy and can only rely on my true energy to survive. Now that I have come out of the tomb, it is difficult to continue to maintain it. I need to supplement my diet."

Zhao Ti nodded when he heard it. Although he didn't know the difference between this Great Zhoutian Dou Zhuan Xing Yi and the original Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, it was obviously much better than the other and it actually had this effect.

Not long after, the food was brought into the front hall and placed on the tea table. Murong Longcheng didn't pay any attention to it and started to eat it immediately.

He devoured the food like a whirlwind, and after a while, his body returned to its original height and majesty. After drinking a bowl of wine, he said, "You, young man, can tell me about the great enemy of the Murong family."

Zhao Ti nodded and said, "Senior, this great enemy has a long history, almost three generations back. He is also from a martial arts family and lives in Taihu Lake, not far from here, called... Mantuo Villa!"

"Mantuo Villa?" Murong Longcheng said.

Zhao Ti nodded: "Back then, the feud with Mantuo Villa was because the Du family lived in Taihu Lake, and both wanted to dominate the underworld here. No one was willing to move away, so they fought several times. Some won and some lost, but it was balanced. But later..."

"What happened next?" Murong Longcheng asked.

"Later, the Murong family became sparsely populated. If the ancestors had not left the tomb, I would have been the only one left. A peerless master emerged from the Mantuo Villa. He was extremely talented and I was no match for him. He often came to force me to leave. Fortunately, I have made many arrangements with officials over the years, and he did not move here, so he was somewhat considerate and did not do anything to me. However, I think it is only a matter of time before he kills me."

"Oh? Forced to leave?"

"Even if I was forced to leave, I have actually thought about hiding from the limelight for the time being, keeping a low profile, and taking revenge even after ten years. Unfortunately, the tombs of all the ancestors are on the island, so how can I disturb them easily? That's why I have been struggling to hold on. If I can't hold on any longer, I will fight him to the death, but I will definitely be defeated and die in the end."

"Is this man's martial arts so high? You just said he was a peerless master, amazing talent, is it really that exaggerated?"

Zhao Ti said: "That's right, how can a junior like me praise others and belittle myself?"

Murong Longcheng hesitated for a moment and said, "In that case, take me to meet him. What's his name?"

Zhao Ti said: "He is called Xiaoyaozi, and people outside usually call him that. He dresses like a scholar during the day. Senior, you said before that you have an injury..."

Murong Longcheng said, "It's no problem to recover after a hundred years. Ask someone to get me a set of clothes. It's not good to go there wearing a dead person's clothes."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ti immediately called Ah Zhu to find a set of clothes. After Murong Longcheng put them on, he stood up and said, "Take me to see who dared to bully the Murong family for so many years."

Zhao Ti remained calm and led Murong Longcheng to the shore. He did not ask many people to follow him. He only took a few close friends with him, and then got on the boat and headed straight for Mantuo Villa.

As the boat sailed on the water, Murong Longcheng said, "What martial arts does this Xiaoyaozi have? Tell me about it."

Zhao Ti immediately said, "Senior, this man's martial arts skills are quite powerful. He is good at a technique that can absorb people's internal energy... and even pull away flesh and blood. He also has a special internal energy, similar to the legendary Gangqi, which can be used without any effort. He can almost directly shoot out and injure people without moving."

Murong Longcheng glanced at him and frowned, "It sounds familiar..."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ti thought to himself that maybe the other party had fought with the people from Shanhaiguan of Nan Tang in the past, so he could not bring up this matter again.

"Senior, I am worried and feel that this matter is a bit too hasty."

Murong Longcheng asked, "Are you afraid that I will be defeated and die in Mantuo Villa?"

Zhao Ti hurriedly shook his head: "Junior, that's not what I meant. Now there are only two of you left in the Murong family, senior and junior. Junior..."

Murong Longcheng showed a thoughtful expression on his face when he heard this. After a moment, he suddenly opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

But Zhao Ti felt a sound beside his ear, and was shocked in his heart. It turned out to be the rare and unusual magical skill of transmitting sound into secret.

Murong Longcheng said, "Since you already know the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, I will teach you the Da Zhou Tian Dou Zhuan Xing Yi to help you complete this skill. Although I don't believe that man is a peerless master, there is always a chance of failure. If you are defeated, you can leave and the Murong family will not lose this skill."

Zhao Ti could not help but feel pleasantly surprised. He only heard Murong Longcheng quickly repeat the technique three times, and then said, "If you still can't remember it, then you won't be able to learn it. Just give up. It's destined that the Murong family will decline."

"Senior, I understand." Zhao Ti said hurriedly.

Murong Longcheng nodded, and then he saw a small island appearing in the distance, which was Mantuo Villa.

(End of this chapter)