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

Chapter 156 Publicly Forced Mind Control of Golden Wheel

Huo Du immediately retorted, "If you want to condemn someone, you can always find a pretext!"

"Murong Fu, when did we offend Senior Hong?"

Murong Fu said, "Hehe, Senior Hong was talking to you just now, but you ignored him."

There's no point in saying more, just stay!

Murong Fu knew that of the three disciples, only Darba was a simpleton who hadn't done many bad things; the other two were not good people at all.

Needless to say, Huo Du has always been a treacherous and cunning villain.

The Golden Wheel Monk was a complex political figure, possessing both the demeanor of a grandmaster and the cunning of schemers, and was a prime example of someone who repeatedly fought and lost but never gave up.

After suffering four major defeats on his first trip to the Central Plains, he learned from his mistakes and returned to the Western Regions to cultivate diligently for sixteen years. He mastered the tenth level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, a skill that was unprecedented and unparalleled. He thought he was truly invincible.

However, he was ultimately no match for the one-armed Yang Guo, and even had to use Guo Xiang as a threat, launching a surprise attack on Guo Xiang during the fight while taking the opportunity to ambush Yang Guo.

Unexpectedly, this triggered Yang Guo's Ecstasy Mode, and he was ultimately killed on the battlefield.

There's really no need to let this kind of person go and allow them to make a comeback.

Then, sword light surged forth, heading straight for the Golden Wheel Monk.

Seeing this, Huo Du thought to himself that this kid was courting death, but he didn't stop and immediately threw the golden wheel on the wall to the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

"Master, take over!"

Other martial arts figures were naturally worried when they saw Murong Fu daring to point his sword at Jinlun.

After all, although Murong Fu killed Zhao Zhijing under the interception of Guo Jing and Qiu Chuji, it was a sudden event, and perhaps Guo Jing and Qiu Chuji did not react in time. Moreover, Zhao Zhijing was not a well-known expert.

Therefore, most people in the martial arts world still believe that Guo Jing is the number one person in the Central Plains.

However, the fight between the Golden Wheel Monk and Guo Jing, who were fighting hand-to-hand, ended in a draw.

This shows that he is indeed a skilled fighter, and people can't help but worry about Murong Fu.

Little Dragon Girl remained calm, but unconsciously stood up and watched quietly with her two children.

Lu Wushuang and Wanyan Ping were extremely worried. After all, they knew Guo Jing's reputation and were also aware that Jinlun was quite powerful. They were afraid that Murong Fu might suffer even the slightest mishap.

Of everyone present, Guo Jing was the most anxious. He exchanged blows with Jinlun, knowing just how much brute strength Jinlun Fawang possessed.

He had witnessed Murong Fu's lightness skill before and thought that Murong Fu was an agile fighter, so he was afraid that he would be injured by Jinlun due to his lightness.

Although he had just fought Jinlun and his energy was surging, he immediately circulated his energy to regulate his breathing, wanting to lend a helping hand as soon as Murong Fu could not withstand the attack, so as not to let this young master Murong, who was dedicated to the country and its people, be harmed by Jinlun.

In the blink of an eye, Murong Fu was about to reach Jinlun's side.

At this moment, the golden wheel was thrown from Huoduna into the hands of the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

Seeing Murong Fu's sword strike, the Golden Wheel Monk used his inner force to rotate the Golden Wheel, and the nine small balls inside moved in response, making a tinkling sound.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King was also muttering to himself, reciting the secret mantras of their Vajrayana school.

Murong Fu naturally couldn't understand what he was saying, and snorted coldly:

"Tibetan?"

The longsword aimed straight for the head of the Golden Wheel Monk.

Suddenly, he felt a tremendous deflection force on the longsword. It turned out that the golden wheel was greatly enhanced after being activated by a special incantation. It was particularly good at locking and seizing the opponent's weapon. No matter if it was a knife, spear, halberd, lance, hammer, whip, or club, it would be completely bound hand and foot when it encountered the Dharma King's golden wheel. An ordinary person would lose their weapon in one move.

However, the Golden Wheel Monk also noticed that the opponent's longsword, originally bent greatly due to the pull of his golden wheel, was about to make contact.

Suddenly he straightened up again. With his high level of insight, he realized that the other party had used his true energy to bind the longsword.

But I still say: Good internal strength.

He then used the golden wheel to fight against Murong Fu.

Unexpectedly, a tremendous force emanated from the golden wheel, which the Dharma King found difficult to withstand.

The heroes present cheered and praised Murong Fu's martial arts skills, seeing that he was not at a disadvantage when facing off against the Golden Wheel Monk.

Even Guo Jing was secretly shocked, wondering how Young Master Murong could cultivate such powerful internal strength at such a young age.

When the Golden Wheel Monk saw that Murong Fu was still calm and collected as he delivered another move, he knew that he had met a formidable opponent.

Even though the other party was a young man in his twenties, compared to his sixty years old, he could only be considered a "child." He knew in his heart that he had to kill him and not give him a chance to grow. Otherwise, with such a person, plus Guo Jing, who was no less capable than him in his prime, there would be a huge obstacle to the Mongol plan to invade the south.

He immediately took out four more wheels from his bosom—one silver, one copper, one iron, and one lead—and a series of clanging sounds rang out as he channeled his inner strength and chanted incantations. Together with the golden wheel, all five wheels were unleashed.

Five giant ships spun and flew, their roar deafening everyone present.

Everyone was shocked, realizing that the Golden Wheel Monk's strength was indeed not to be underestimated.

When Huo Du and Darba saw their master use these five wheels in battle, they knew he was serious and were overjoyed.

Even though they were by their master's side for many years, they had never seen the Golden Wheel Dharma King use the "Five Wheels Emerging Simultaneously" move when fighting an enemy.

Thinking that Murong Fu was doomed, Huo Du couldn't help but feel excited.

Then, five wheels were seen swirling in the air as Murong Fu shot out in a line, one in front and one behind.

Murong Fu naturally knew that the Golden Wheel Monk was fighting desperately, so he activated the Moon-Treading Fragrance movement technique.

Each time, seemingly fraught with danger, she actually gracefully dodged all five rounds of attacks.

Subsequently, Murong Fu approached the Golden Wheel Monk step by step, and once again used the Murong family's "Dragon City Sword Technique." This time, however, it was because he had a worthy opponent that the Dragon City Sword Technique still had room to be used.

The Golden Wheel Monk's five wheels blocked the attack one after another, but Murong Fu's longsword always managed to strike his weak points and deflect them.

As Murong Fu approached step by step, the Golden Wheel Monk finally panicked.

Realizing Murong Fu's strength, he even managed to suppress him when he unleashed all five of his powers.

He believed that as the Grand Preceptor of Mongolia, there was no need for him to fight to the death, so he manipulated the five wheels to attack Murong Fu at the same time. Then he grabbed Huo Du with one hand and Darba with the other and made a quick getaway.

Without the Golden Wheel Monk's careful control, the five wheels could not have caused any harm to Murong Fu.

With a swift movement, it dodged away from the five wheels, which were now firmly embedded in the wall and the ground.

The sound was deafening and the power was astonishing.

Then Murong Fu pointed his longsword straight at the back of the Golden Wheel Monk's heart.

Sensing the danger, the Golden Wheel Monk tossed his two disciples aside and said:

"Let's split up!"

He then turned around and, using the power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, used both hands to clamp the longsword that Murong Fu was pointing at his chest.

"Heh, disarming someone with bare hands?"

Murong Fu didn't care much. He used the hand holding the long sword to exert force in the opposite direction, which suddenly closed the distance between himself and the Golden Wheel Monk.

Then the Six Yang Palms of Tianshan were unleashed, aiming to strike the Golden Wheel Monk's chest.

The Dharma King quickly withdrew his hand, loosened the sword's edge, and then used all his strength in both palms to meet Murong Fu's palm.

But this time, the Dharma King felt something completely different from his previous encounters with Guo Jing; it was as if he had struck an impenetrable wall, Mount Everest, or a major calamity.

An unparalleled force emanated from Murong Fu's palm, knocking the Golden Wheel Monk to the ground.

Mingyu's true energy, as if clinging to the bone, seeped into the Dharma King's body through his palms, freezing most of his true energy.

In fact, it wasn't just the Mingyu True Qi; Murong Fu's single palm strike made the Golden Wheel Monk question his very existence.

"That's some real strength. ::"

He then spat out a mouthful of blood.

Knowing that he had already lost, and that despite using all his methods, his opponent had made it easy for him, it was clear that there was a difference in strength between him and Murong Fu.

When the crowd saw Murong Fu knock down the Tibetan monk who could hold his own against Guo Jing, there was a moment of complete silence.

Then came a deafening roar of cheers.

"Old monk, don't underestimate the strength of the Central Plains!"

"With our Seven Lords in command, Hero Guo guarding the borders, and Young Master Murong taking action, we will surely drive you Mongol Tartars out of the Central Plains!"

"Is Young Master Murong married? My daughter is sixteen years old..."

"Are you blind? Didn't you see that Young Master Murong was holding a child just now? The child looks exactly like that Dragon Girl from the Ancient Tomb Sect. Do you think he's married or not?"

"And with your appearance, how could your daughter possibly be worthy of Young Master Murong?"

"Hey, don't talk nonsense! My aunt is the younger sister of Young Master Murong's wife; she's just a babysitter!"

"Sigh, Young Master Murong is so handsome and healthy, what's wrong with him taking a few more wives...:::"

Ignoring the commotion, Murong Fu directly struck the pressure points on the man's acupoints, then shouted to Guo Jing and Xiaolongnu:

"Master Guo, Sister Long, don't let his two disciples get away!"

Upon hearing this, the two men naturally went out to capture him.

Seeing his master captured, Darba was in tears. However, there was no need for arrest; he simply ran back to the courtyard and repeatedly kowtowed to Murong Fu.

"Please, you are so kind and righteous, please release my master, please don't kill my master."

However, because it spoke Tibetan, Murong Fu could not understand it. Even after consuming the Wisdom Fruit, Murong Fu felt that his language talent had not improved at all.

But judging from Darba's behavior, Murong Fu knew roughly what he was talking about. He remembered that in the original story, after Jinlun Fawang suffered a setback, Darba knelt down and begged Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu to spare his master, while Huo Du immediately ran away.

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

At this moment, Guo Jing arrived at the scene carrying Huo Du.

Huo Du kept saying:

"Please, everyone, spare me! The Golden Wheel Monk has already been captured by you. You can kill him or leave him as you please. There's no need to make things difficult for me any further!"

Seeing the stark difference in his two disciples' performances, Jinlun was also greatly angered by Huo Du and spat out another mouthful of blood.

Murong Fu knew that Huo Du was of no use compared to Jinlun, and was more cunning and vicious than Darba.

With a single flick of the sword, he precisely shattered his throat.

Huo Du then logged off.

Jinlun hadn't expected Murong Fu to act so decisively, nor had he anticipated that he possessed such a method of releasing internal energy that could kill someone from over ten feet away.

Only now did he realize that his martial arts skills were far inferior to theirs, and that his defeat was not unjust.

But Murong Fu took advantage of the moment when he was greatly shaken and fearful of Murong Fu to activate the "Soul Transfer Technique" and attempt to control the Golden Wheel Monk in front of everyone.

As expected, the attack struck without warning, and the Golden Wheel Monk fell under Murong Fu's control while completely unprepared.

"Your Holiness, you are now in your sixties."

His mastery of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill can be considered to have reached its pinnacle.

Unexpectedly, you suffered a crushing defeat in the Central Plains. Surely you don't want your Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill to have no successor...?

"Quickly reveal the cultivation method of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill and pass it on!"

"Inheritance...inheritance..."

The Golden Wheel Monk was clearly under Murong Fu's control, but he only recited the inheritance without revealing its actual contents.

I suppose I was still somewhat wary.

After all, this Soul Transfer Technique is actually similar to hypnosis in later generations. Some people are very guarded, and even if they are severely injured after mastering it, it is impossible to completely control their minds.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King was such a person.

Seeing that he remained silent, Murong Fu then looked at the Mongol officials behind him.

He said, "Elder Peng, come out!"

"Does it really require the old man Qi to personally invite you?!"

A bulky Mongolian official was struck dumb, never expecting to be recognized. He immediately slid down to his knees before Murong Fu.

He kowtowed and admitted his mistake, tears streaming down his face.

Hong Qigong, Huang Rong, and the others had long recognized him as Elder Peng, who had betrayed the Bow Gang for wealth and glory.

One was expressionless, the other just sneered.

Murong Fu first slapped Elder Peng, then made him reveal the secrets of the "Mind Technique".

Elder Peng is a rare breed, with the weakest mind. Even the Golden Wheel Monk, whom he regarded as a god, was defeated by Murong Fu and publicly humiliated by mind control. Naturally, he is even more afraid of Murong Fu.

Previously, he used the "Heart-Pulling Technique" to control Huang Rong, but it was broken by her "Soul-Shifting Technique". Murong Fu is more than a hundred times more powerful than Huang Rong.

Elder Peng naturally explained all the secrets of the "Art of the Mind" in detail.

Murong Fu knew this method was unorthodox and even he used it critically; if others obtained it, what would they do?

The consequences could be disastrous.

So he used his internal energy to shield himself from everyone except Elder Peng, and secretly memorized the secrets of this "mental technique".

Because of his foundation in the "Soul Transfer Technique," Murong Fu learned it very quickly.

Unfortunately, after he learned it, he discovered that the "Mind-Tweeting Technique" and the "Soul-Shifting Technique" were very similar. In fact, it could be said that the "Mind-Tweeting Technique" was just a degraded version of the "Soul-Shifting Technique." Otherwise, Huang Rong would not have been able to use the "Soul-Shifting Technique" to break Elder Peng's "Mind Technique."

It seems that it will be difficult to force Jinlun to reveal the full text of "Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill" anytime soon.

So they found someone who understood Tibetan and told Nadarba that they could spare his master, but he needed to write down all the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu he knew.

Upon hearing this, Darba kowtowed repeatedly.

He immediately wrote down the eight levels of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill in Tibetan.

He has now reached the seventh level, but the Golden Wheel Dharma King only taught him the eighth level.

He had him write two copies, one of which was given directly to Guo Jing.

Murong Fu put away the other copy, intending to take it back and have Wang Yuyan decipher it.

He then ordered his servants to collect the money from Huo Du, and used acupressure on Darba to imprison the two men.

Murong Fu was a martial arts master and a medical master. With the strength of Jinlun and Darba, they would never be able to undo the acupoints on their own in this lifetime.

When everyone saw that Murong Fu had managed to subdue the Mongol people, they cheered even more.

One of the elders in charge of law enforcement from the Bow Gang suddenly said to Murong Fu:

"Young Master Murong, could you hand this rare dog over to my Bow Gang? Three cuts, six holes?"