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

Chapter 210 Martial Arts Master

The two overweight officials, whose official robes were stretched taut by Cai Jing's words, were filled with trepidation and bowed deeply.

"Lord Cai: What makes you say that, Lord Cai?"

Although I am not particularly capable, the tax revenue and tribute from Suzhou City have been quite good in recent years.

There were no more floods, plagues, or other disasters; people lived in peace and prosperity.

After the two finished speaking, they looked at each other. Then they saw that Cai Jing simply walked back to his chair from the bow of the boat, completely ignoring the two of them, and instead drank the tea that the servant handed him.

"This humble official is dull-witted and humbly requests guidance from Lord Cai."

At this moment, Cai Jing leisurely said, "Lord Chen, Lord Su, do you two know why I have brought you two to boat on Taihu Lake today?"

Prefect Chen was somewhat unsure and said, "Could it be because of the bandits on Taihu Lake?"

But such a large-scale operation wouldn't be necessary... Could it be the Murong family?

Although he had never been to Canhe Village in Taihu Lake, he always regarded Murong Fu as a close friend.

After all, Murong Fu continuously provided him with annual achievements, so he could practically sit back and wait for a promotion.

He had already figured it out: if things continued like this year after year, it wouldn't be difficult to jump several levels.

Moreover, when the Murong family becomes wealthy, they don't keep it all to themselves; they always share the spoils.

But I didn't keep all that money for myself; I used it for higher-ups, even for Lord Cai.

At this moment, Cai Jing snorted coldly, "Hmph, you're not too stupid."

The Murong family is plotting a rebellion, and I am here today with the Emperor's decree to suppress them.

The Murong family is the biggest bandit family in the Song Dynasty!

Upon hearing this, Lord Chen and Lord Su were so frightened that they immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, kowtowing repeatedly, trying to sever ties with Murong Fu and draw a clear line between themselves:

"This humble official is unaware! How could Murong Fu have such audacity? He truly deserves to be torn to pieces!"

"Lord Cai, please save me! I've never even met Murong Fu..."

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Looking at the two men before him, Cai Jing couldn't suppress the smirk on his face. The emperor had only mentioned Murong Fu, without mentioning these two local officials from Suzhou. Naturally, it was up to the emperor's whims; he could either promote them highly or dismiss them lightly, or confiscate their property and exterminate their families as accomplices.

Then Cai Jing said, "My lords, please rise. After the army captures that little Murong Fu, we will see how to report to the Emperor."

At this moment, Lord Chen and Lord Su realized that they had no choice but to bleed this time...

Inside Canhe Village, Wang Yuyan also saw official ships several miles away surrounding the village.

Through the telescope built by Chixia Manor, Wang Yuyan could clearly see the movements and equipment of the officers and soldiers on the ship.

"The visitor is not friendly."

They were wearing armor and had their crossbows ready.

A'Zhu, standing to the side, said anxiously, "Young Master is still in seclusion, should I go..."

Wang Yuyan said, "No need. My cousin always tells me not to disturb him before he goes into seclusion."

I feel like he's about to break through in martial arts, so I can't hold him back.

Since she married into the family, all the sisters can see that the entire village is supported by my cousin. My cousin married us...

Although we were never asked to do any work or carry any loads.

But when something really happens, we sisters have to step up.

"A'Zhu, go and call Granny Tong, Grandpa Wuyazi, and the other sisters over. Let's discuss a plan."

Upon hearing this, A'Zhu naturally nodded in agreement. Using her light-footed skills, she immediately went to fetch someone.

Before long, everyone arrived at the dock, and no one was sure why so many official ships had surrounded them.

The old woman looked expressionlessly at the approaching official ship and said, "If we were on land, these people would be nothing to us."

But this was in the lake, and Grandma couldn't swim... so she had to wait for them to get closer.

Most of the experts present were the same; those who were most skilled in swimming were actually the adopted sons of Xuan Shuang Manor.

Although their martial arts skills were far inferior to those of Wang Yuyan and the others from Canhe Village, they were indeed experts in underwater diving, fishing, and boat carving.

But at this moment, Canhe Manor has been completely surrounded, cutting off its connection with Xuanshuang Manor. They just sent a message by carrier pigeon.

But... looking at the crossbows in the soldiers' hands, they didn't think those pigeons could fly over.

"Let's build cannons!"

Suddenly a childish voice rang out, and everyone looked at Murong Lang.

Wang Yuyan was also surprised to hear her son's words: "What cannon? Lang'er, you can't talk nonsense now."

Murong Lang has grown quite a bit taller now, and he speaks like a little adult. He said firmly, "Mother, I'm not talking nonsense."

My father told me this before, and my master also told me about it. They said that at first they threw stones at the small boat, but later they found it too tiring, so my father designed and made a cannon... so they could throw stones with a cannon.

They capsized many Mongol ships in Xiangyang...

My father even showed me his design drawings in his study and made me a small cannon...

I'll go back to my room and get it for you to see.

He turned and ran off to get it, but Wang Yuyan noticed that although her son's words were somewhat incoherent, they seemed to make sense. She seemed to be listening to him. So she picked him up and, like a wisp of smoke, went to his room, retrieved the model, and...

They went to Murong Fu's study and, sure enough, saw the corresponding blueprints.

Moreover, there are two versions: one is the complete version with mechanical springs, and the other is a simplified design using the springs of a martial arts master.

Wang Yuyan then took her back to the dock.

After discussion, everyone found that the simple Xiangyang cannon was indeed simple. Under Wang Yuyan's arrangement, a group of martial arts masters began to cut down trees to make the cannon.

In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a simple cannon platform was completed.

As for Shiwan, this is Taihu Lake, and Taihu stones are world-renowned, so they naturally have many in Canhe Village.

While they were still preparing the stone balls, the dozens of official ships were already less than a mile away from Canhe Village and began firing flaming crossbow bolts at the village with their ballistae.

The old woman said coldly, "As expected, you wanted to destroy your Canhe Manor."

Wu Yazi then spoke up, "Senior Sister, this is clearly our Canhe Manor, hehe, I've already made this place my home."

Tong Lao remained silent. After assigning catapult tasks to the others, Wang Yuyan addressed Tong Lao and Wu Yazi:

"Grandma, Grandpa, you two are in charge of stopping those crossbow bolts. It doesn't matter if they hit the village or anything, just don't hit this catapult."

He then turned to Azhu and the others who were in charge of controlling the catapults and said, "Wait until they get a little closer."

The design drawings stated that this "catapult" had a range of only about 100 zhang (approximately 50 meters), until they got a little closer.

After saying that, Wang Yuyan flew onto the roof where Murong Fu was in seclusion. She wouldn't allow anyone to disturb her cousin.

Under the eaves, Murong Fu was in a mysterious state. He had been in seclusion for three days, and on the first day, he felt that something was wrong everywhere.

His own internal energy cultivation and the martial arts skills he should have mastered were, in his eyes, full of flaws.

Wrong! Wrong! Wrong!!!

Murong Fu felt endless pain and the powerlessness of going against the current in the long river of martial arts.

A thousand thoughts were running through his mind, nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine of them were negative. He told him that he should give up, lie down, and wait for the girls to grow up and provide feedback on their inner strength, which would help him break through.

In fact, this was what Murong Fu thought from the beginning. These so-called negative emotions were actually his daily thoughts and reflections.

But now that we've reached the edge of a breakthrough, the crucial moment to make it happen, these past ideas have become obsolete.

Murong Fu realized at this moment that the reason he had not been able to break through was because he did not have the heart of a strong person.

The system gave me the power to easily defeat a grandmaster and the opportunity to easily acquire martial arts skills, but it couldn't give me the heart of a strong person.

Martial arts masters are all people with the heart of a strong person who is extremely ambitious and strives to climb the martial arts path.

Even the landmine-wielding woman, Yaoyue, is ruthless and decisive, cruel to herself, and even more ruthless to others.

Murong Fu realized at this moment that he had been living too smoothly, and before Yaoyue, he had never even been injured.

Every time, it's a crushing defeat, a swift kill, a complete stomp. And my own training time is far too short...

Although he had nearly two hundred years of cultivation, he had actually been systematically instilling it night after night after class. Tong Lao had been cultivating for nearly a hundred years but had not yet broken through; the Sweeper Monk fought his way up to the Grandmaster level; and Yao Yue Lian Xing had been in seclusion for a long time and had also undergone the refinement of time.

Yan Nantian endured torture comparable to slow slicing before his path to becoming a grandmaster became smooth.

Having figured this out, Murong Fu's mind became clear, and he held onto the thought of becoming stronger, while other thoughts still seemed to be surging and impacting his mind.

It is like a small boat on a vast ocean, relentlessly sailing and struggling through the waves.

Suddenly, Murong Fu opened his eyes and took out a small bottle from his personal space.

"The Pill of Forgetfulness"

Then, with a gentle tap on the bottom of the bottle, the topmost pearl traced an elegant arc and fell into Murong Fu's mouth.

It's so bitter! So bitter!

Having lived two lives, Murong Fu had never tasted anything so bitter.

The pill turned into a pool of bitter liquid after entering the mouth, flowing down the throat and into the stomach.

Then Murong Fu felt that the world had changed, yet it seemed unchanged.

But I do seem to have changed.

All the negative thoughts and unnecessary emotions that had just surged like a tidal wave have now become as still and lifeless as a calm tide.

Murong Fu gently rowed his small boat, passing through these emotions, and finally saw the other shore.

Then, he clearly felt as if something inside his body had been broken, and all ten thousand pores on his body seemed to spring forth with the powerful true energy within him.

However, it did not dissipate, but condensed around the body, as if it were another organ that Murong Fu had grown.

With a subsequent wave, Murong Fu could feel the internal and external energies connecting as if they were one, an extension of his own body.

It is completely different from the skillful use of true qi, such as the Dragon-Capturing Technique.

With a thought, he easily broke a corner of the roof. Then, he gently lifted his palm upwards, and a wall of energy formed from his true qi held up the falling rubble and tiles.

"I did it?!"

"I've succeeded, Daoist Master!"

Although Murong Fu's words contained some joy and even madness, his tone remained calm and composed, like a well that had been dry for thousands of years.

After all, the effects of the Forgetfulness Pill hadn't worn off yet, and Murong Fu felt strange. Although he should be very happy, he felt no joy at all.

Even that sentence seemed to be uttered subconsciously from muscle memory.

Then, Murong Fu sensed that something was happening outside.

Then they saw a corner of the house that had been damaged, and it seemed as if a fire was shining through it.

"kindness?"

Stepping outside, Murong Fu soared through the air and saw his wife, Wang Yuyan, repeatedly tumbling and leaping on the rooftop.

Dressed in white, he was as ethereal as a fairy, and the white silk in his hands resembled two powerful whips, blocking all the crossbow bolts flying from afar.

"Cousin, what happened?"

Upon hearing Murong Fu speak, Wang Yuyan was startled, then immediately threw down the two white silk ribbons and flew into Murong Fu's arms.

"cousin!

Cousin, let's go downstairs first.

Murong Fu looked at the official ship in the distance, and the catapults that had begun to drop bombs, but were not aiming very accurately.

He asked calmly, "How long have I been in seclusion? What happened?"

Although Wang Yuyan found it strange that her cousin's tone was odd, she still told him the truth: "Cousin, you haven't been in seclusion for long, and they just arrived."

Suddenly they launched an attack on us.

"Ah, watch out!"

Suddenly, Wang Yuyan saw a crossbow bolt, trailing flames, being shot toward Murong Fu. She tried to stop it, but found it already hovering in the air, the arrowhead steady but the fletching trembling wildly, as if being held by a tremendous force.

Wang Yuyan turned around in disbelief and saw Murong Fu stepping into the air.

"I'll go take a look."

Then he drifted away like an immortal.

Wang Yuyan covered her mouth in disbelief: "Cousin has broken through?"

Suddenly finding his anchor, he sighed deeply and then headed towards the dock.

"Move a little to the right!"

"Hey, that's too far, come back, come back!"

"fire!"

On the dock, the crowd was busy with the catapult. Although it was very powerful, these people were really inexperienced. Although the enemy had dozens of ships, their density was not high, making it difficult to hit them.

At this moment, Azhu noticed that everyone else was stunned and asked curiously, "What's wrong? Why aren't you moving?"

Azi patted Azhu on the shoulder and pointed to the sky, saying, "Is that my brother-in-law?"

Azhu looked up and saw a familiar figure walking in the air.

"Yes, how could it not be..."

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Wu Yazi suddenly laughed: "I didn't expect my grandson-in-law to actually succeed. I didn't expect him to be one step ahead of you, Senior Sister."

The old woman said calmly, "Yes... who would have thought, this kid."

"Hehe, Grandma didn't teach him all those martial arts skills for nothing."

Suddenly, the old woman sighed again: "I was just shot at by these soldiers. I was just waiting for them to get closer before I killed them."

I never expected... that I wouldn't have the chance.

Heh, they have no idea what the consequences of offending a martial arts master would be.

As she spoke, she turned around and said to the other family members, "Let's go back and put out the fire."

There's not much to see here.

Then, as he passed the catapult, he struck it with his palm, smashing it to pieces.

"Pah! What is that?!"

I couldn't hit it no matter what I did, which made Grandma very angry.