Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

Chapter 131 The Innate Yi Jin Jing Sacred Body?! Xiao Hai's Decision

Furthermore, the fact that this martial art has the word "phantom" in its name naturally indicates that it contains elements of illusion.

When mastered to a high level, the user's figure becomes like a ghost, capable of instantly creating multiple afterimages, making it impossible for opponents to detect the true form.

The attack appears to be made by four people simultaneously, but in reality, it may all be feints, making it impossible to defend against.

Murong Fu felt that this skill was a perfect fit for the Four Swords. He hadn't had high expectations for the Four Swords before, but at this moment, he suddenly felt that the four had enormous potential.

He knew that this skill was best performed with four people, as too many or too few people were not effective.

That so-called Thirty-Six Heavenly Generals, when there are too many people, actually prevents them from mastering any of the Daoist arts.

He quickly woke the four of them and imparted the true teachings to them.

The four were already exhausted and had fallen asleep. They thought Murong Fu had woken them up for a lesson, and were just about to combine their swords...

However, they discovered that Murong Fu had given them a martial arts manual.

Have them make four copies now, then give him the original. From now on, the training method will be changed to this one, and they will start practicing it tomorrow.

After the four swords began copying, they became increasingly alarmed as they read. Although their martial arts skills were not high, they had followed Tianshan Tonglao for a long time and had seen the world.

The four swordsmen were deeply moved that Murong Fu was willing to pass on such profound martial arts skills to them.

They were abandoned by their parents when they were young. Although they were lucky enough to be taken in and raised by the old woman, who even taught them martial arts, the old woman had a bad temper and never got close to them.

Therefore, the Four Swords lacked care from a young age. The entire Lingjiu Palace was full of women. Even if they received love and care from an aunt or grandmother, it was something similar to maternal love. But Murong Fu gave them the care and attention of an older man.

The four sisters, tears streaming down their faces, cried as they copied the text.

Time flies, and the sun and moon alternate.

Murong Lang, Murong Hai, and Murong Bao'er, the three little ones, have all learned to roll over, crawl, walk, and talk, saying "daddy," "mommy," and "papa."

Every moment was a touching one for Murong Fu.

More than three years have passed in the blink of an eye. Murong Lang has begun to practice martial arts, Murong Bao'er sticks to Murong Fu's side every day, and Murong Hai watches ants crawl and fish swim every day.

Murong Fu was currently on a small boat not far from the shore, with three fishing rods and two children on board.

The little girl was none other than three-year-old Murong Bao'er. Standing beside the reclining Murong Fu, she picked up the straw hat that Murong Fu had placed over his face, and suddenly brought her little mouth close to Murong Fu's eyes, murmuring incessantly:

"Daddy...Daddy...Can you...be late for the donkey today?"

Murong Fu raised his eyebrows, opened Bao'er's eye on that side, saw a small mouth full of drool, and then immediately closed it again.

He mumbled, "What's wrong, Bao'er?"

Don't you like eating swallows, mergansers, and red-crowned cranes anymore?

Also...that's a fish, not a donkey.

Bao'er mumbled, "Eat...eat, I also want to eat the donkey in the water."

Murong Fu laughed and said, "Alright, alright, once Dad catches it, we'll eat the donkey meat from the water!"

Then Murong Fu looked up at Murong Hai, who was staring at the water from the side of the boat, and asked, "Xiao Hai, what are you looking at?"

Murong Hai glanced back at Murong Fu, said nothing, and continued to stare at the water.

Murong Fu was puzzled. Although this child was usually quiet, he was still willing to talk to him. Why was he different today?

Just as I was about to ask the child if something was on his mind, I saw Xiao Hai bend over, about to fall into the water.

Murong Fu immediately sprang up, wanting to use his Dragon-Capturing Skill to pull Xiao Hai over, but unexpectedly Xiao Hai suddenly stood up, holding a silver and black object in his hand, bouncing around.

Murong Fu looked closely and realized it was a grass carp.

Murong Hai said happily, "Dad, I was just looking at... ::" But as he spoke, he forgot what it was and frowned as he began to think.

Bao'er, quick to speak, jumped up and down, saying, "Donkey, it's a donkey!...A donkey is galloping~~~~~"

Murong Hai also whispered, "It's a donkey, it's a donkey."

Murong Fu breathed a sigh of relief; he had almost thought Xiao Hai was going to fall into the lake.

Even though he was by his side, and Xiao Hai wouldn't be in any danger even if he fell into a pot of boiling oil, his subconscious reaction still terrified him.

"However..." Murong Fu sighed as he looked at the live fish in Xiao Hai's hand, which was as long as his arm.

Looking at Lang'er still practicing martial arts on the shore, he sighed deeply.

All three children were nurtured by Murong Fu's true qi from a young age. Although Murong Fu could not instill martial arts techniques or expand meridians in them for the sake of their future achievements, nurturing them with true qi could indeed make them healthier, less prone to illness, and allow them to learn martial arts earlier in the future.

Lang'er has been active since he was a child, and he is very energetic in everything he does.

Murong Fu discovered that when he was three or four years old, he would practice martial arts with others and say that he wanted to be a great hero when he grew up.

Murong Fu knew that his child's interests and strengths were what he was good at, so he naturally supported him.

When a child is one year old, the system can see the child's physical attributes and talents:

Murong Lang

[5 years old]

[Bone Structure: 51 (Average)]

Comprehension: 51 (Average)

I will work hard!

Murong Fu knew that the system wouldn't lie, and Murong Lang's talent performance matched the data.

The best evidence is that Murong Hai's aptitude was similar to Murong Fu's at the beginning, because unlike the other two children, he never competed or fought and preferred to stay quietly.

He doesn't like listening to audiobooks, reading books, or practicing martial arts.

My only hobbies, besides daydreaming, are eating.

So when Murong Fu had free time, he taught Xiao Hai some movements from the Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic), telling him to grow faster and eat more.

Xiao Hai wasn't in a hurry; he would make it every day before meals.

In just six months, although Murong Hai didn't grow much taller, his appetite was almost catching up with his mother's.

Moreover, he was stronger and could catch the grass carp quickly; he just casually scooped it up.

Murong Fu sighed as he thought of his two sons.

The eldest son was somewhat competitive, but his natural talent was only average.

The second son is unassuming yet gifted, and his mindset is particularly aligned with the principles of the Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic). It's just a mystery where he, at such a young age, acquired these ideas.

Murong Hai

[3 years old]

[Body Constitution: 80 (One in ten thousand)]

Comprehension: 89 (One in ten thousand)

[Exercise: Yi Jin Jing LV.0]

I hope to live a peaceful life.

Hai'er's practice of the Yi Jin Jing has shown some results, but he hasn't even entered the basics yet, hence the LV.0 level.

After fishing for another half hour, Murong Fu's catch on his boat was a grass carp, three wild ducks, and two red-crowned cranes.

Murong Fu used his internal energy to propel the boat slowly toward the shore.

They fished here for most of the hour, while Murong Lang practiced martial arts on the shore for most of the hour.

This martial art was a set of exercises carefully designed by Murong Fu to strengthen his body. At their age, they shouldn't practice external or hard martial arts, as it would affect their physical development.

If you want to practice, you can only practice advanced internal martial arts such as the Yi Jin Jing, the Tian Chang Di Jiu Bu Lao Chang Chun Gong, and the Ming Yu Gong.

But clearly, while Murong Lang had the will, he lacked the aptitude; he could only do aerobics.

Murong Hai had no intention of learning martial arts; instead, he would spend the time it takes to burn an incense stick to practice the Yi Jin Jing three times a day.

Murong Bao'er: Bao'er's aptitude and comprehension are quite good, but her daily mood is rather simple and repetitive: 【What should I eat today~】

After Murong Fu went ashore, he let the three children run around him and strolled back to the side hall.

Wang Yuyan, Zhong Ling, Li Qinglu, Xiao Lei, A Zhu, Mu Wanqing, Tong Lao, A Zi and eight others started two mahjong tables.

Abi is probably outside tending to the flowers and plants with Youcao and Xiaoming.

The four swordsmen, Plum, Orchid, Bamboo, and Chrysanthemum, practiced martial arts outside.

The Four Swordsmen don't dislike playing mahjong; it's just that the four of them are born with a shared understanding, and after practicing the "Phantom Divine Skill," their minds are even more intertwined. If they were all at the same table, it wouldn't be fun to play.

If two people participate in someone else's card game, they will always be accused of cheating.

So they decided not to participate in the activity. It just so happened that Murong Fu was particularly fond of the "Phantom Divine Skill" course and complained that the Four Swords were progressing too slowly. So in the past few months, the Four Swords had free time to practice this divine skill.

Even the Child Granny and the others couldn't help but marvel at the Phantom Divine Skill, realizing that martial arts could have such miraculous effects.

Playing mahjong is not a good activity for taking care of children, but fishing, which Murong Fu likes, is just right for looking after them. In addition, Murong Fu's Dragon-Capturing Skill, which he uses most often, has already reached LV.5.

Therefore, Murong Fu has been spending more time with the children lately.

Actually, things are usually fine. Xiao Hai has his own things to do, Lang'er is focused on practicing his skills, and only Bao'er is a bit like a little loudmouth, but as long as there are snacks, she can be quiet for a while.

But they were still children, and Murong Fu couldn't handle three children making a ruckus together.

So Murong Fu sometimes wondered why his sworn brother Qiao Feng hadn't come over yet. Logically speaking, more than two years after the events at Shaoshi Mountain, there should have been the story of Yelü Hongji going south and Qiao Feng advising him.

Finally, Yelü Hongji broke with Qiao Feng, but Qiao Feng's death brought an end to the conflict between the Liao and Song dynasties.

But now three years have passed... However, Murong Fu thought that a small matter could trigger a chain reaction. He himself had done many great things, so naturally things might change.

He never believed in fate, nor did he think that anything a person did was in vain, but rather that things would only move towards a predetermined outcome.

He didn't care when the Liao Kingdom wanted to invade the south. He just hoped that Qiao Feng could help him out occasionally after he arrived. After all, these three children were not easy for ordinary people to keep an eye on.

Two days later, while fishing, Murong Fu shot down a pigeon, which suddenly reminded him of the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes.

For the first three years, I spent all my time with my child, but knowing that the next time I went back would be the same time I left, I kept putting it off indefinitely...

Hmm... we can't delay any longer.

So he asked Xiaohai, "Xiaohai, would you like to go on a trip with Daddy?"

I thought Xiao Hai would shake his head and refuse.

At this moment, Xiao Hai heard Murong Fu's words and seemed to have crashed, but Murong Fu knew that he was thinking.

After a moment, Murong Fu heard him slowly say, "That's fine too."