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

Chapter 333 Martial Arts Tournament!

White, very white.

The blue scorpion's skin was much whiter than the snow falling outside.

But soon, in the clash with Murong Fu, the silver spear, his color turned from white to red, like a shrimp being steamed.

Blue Scorpion is very charming, especially when Murong Fu says "One step to the stomach," her voice is so loud that Li Xunhuan can hear her from five meters away.

Fortunately, this place is in the back mountain, and it's snowing outside, so there aren't many monks coming. Otherwise, they would have made Masters Xinhu, Xinmei, and the others furious.

Blue Scorpion is of Western Region descent and is extremely unrestrained in his movements, but unexpectedly, he is now completely unable to keep up with Murong Fu's pace.

In the blink of an eye, a new world opened up.

More than an hour later, the blue scorpion lost all its strength and abilities and fell into a deep sleep.

The "Blue Scorpion" has fallen completely in love with its host, and is rewarded with a bronze treasure chest.

[The "Blue Scorpion" is very satisfied with its host and rewards it with ten days' worth of internal energy.]

[Host chooses to open the bronze treasure chest]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained one cubic meter of personal space.]

Murong Fu was taken aback, not expecting that the Blue Scorpion had only opened a bronze treasure chest.

It seems that... Blue Scorpion was Yi Ku's lover before, and perhaps that's the reason.

I looked at the system panel.

As expected, the blue scorpion did not appear in the mate section.

Spouses: Wang Yuyan, Azhu, Zhong Ling, Li Qinglu, Xiaolei, Mei, Lan, Zhu, Ju, Wanyan Ping

Lu Wushuang, Xiaolongnu, Yelü Yan, Cheng Ying, Murong Jiu, Mu Wanqing, Lianxing, Zhang Jing, Tie Xinlan, Abi, Gongsun Lüe, Xiao Zhao, Zhao Min, Zhou Zhiruo, Huiyue, Yang Buhui, Li Ming, Xingguang, Yin Li (29/30)

Murong Fu currently has 29 spouses; who knows what will happen once he has 30...

But it makes sense, considering that the free-spirited Blue Scorpion is unlikely to go with him to some Valley of Immortality and live a life of domesticity with his other women.

Perhaps their relationship is better described as lovers...

Murong Fu glanced at the blue scorpion beside him, touched its exotic face, and nodded silently.

Murong Fu looked at the reward again. Although it was a bronze treasure chest, the reward inside was quite good: a personal space. Murong Fu never thought he had too much of this.

Now, with the reward he just received, his personal space has reached 30 cubic meters, which is equivalent to a small room.

However, it was crammed full; after all, once you get used to this thing, you want to put everything in it.

It's so convenient to use!

As the door opened, a chill rushed into the room, but Murong Fu's inner energy gently blocked it.

The snow outside is falling heavily again.

The next day, Blue Scorpion made a request to Murong Fu: to allow Yi Ku to be buried.

Murong Fu figured it wasn't a good idea to leave the bodies there any longer, since Tian Qi and Zhao Zhengyi's families had already taken them back.

That family was a bunch of unreasonable troublemakers. They insisted on seeing Murong Fu to demand an explanation, saying that everyone knew Murong Fu and their two families' masters were at odds, and that Murong Fu must be secretly retaliating.

We must let Master Xinhu uphold justice and exorcise demons.

Master Xinmei was a witness, so she naturally knew that it would be difficult to hold Murong Fu responsible for this matter. After all, without Murong Fu, the Five Poisons Child and his group would have been wiped out.

At this moment, Murong Fu appeared and, with a flick of his finger, crippled the martial arts of everyone present from the Zhao and Tian families.

Their earlier arrogance vanished instantly, and they quietly descended the mountain.

The Shaolin monks became increasingly respectful towards Murong Fu.

After mourning her, he buried her in the back mountains of Shaolin, a place of beautiful mountains and clear waters. Blue Scorpion offered incense and fruit, and spoke many words softly.

Murong Fu did not listen.

Drinking, sleeping, practicing martial arts.

Murong Fu continued this cycle for the next few days, and Shaolin Temple became increasingly lively.

Many martial arts masters came up the mountain to pay their respects, and quite a few even asked to meet Murong Fu.

Some wanted to catch a glimpse of Murong Fu's prowess, some wanted to thank him because they had grudges against Plum Blossom Thief, Yi Ku, and Five Poison Child, and others wanted to deflate Murong Fu's arrogance.

Murong Fu refused to meet with anyone, which angered many people. Some mocked him, saying that he hadn't even established himself in the martial arts world yet and was already getting arrogant.

Murong Fu didn't care at all.

Soon, the day of the martial arts tournament arrived.

The entrance to Shaolin Temple.

The martial arts tournament was held in the open space in front of the Shaolin Temple gate.

This place has been built for hundreds of years. Although it has been constantly repaired and maintained, its ancient atmosphere remains layered, making everyone who comes to Shaolin Temple yearn for it.

Murong Fu remembered that the martial arts tournament in the world of Tianlong was also held in this square, and the abbot at that time was Xuan Ci. He's been dead for over ten years now...

But regarding Xuanci's suicide, Murong Fu could only say: He died too easily.

Thinking back to those years when Xuan Ci let Ye Erniang go mad and kill children, he felt that the two of them should be torn apart by five horses.

With a change of heart, Murong Fu, dressed in white, quietly gazed at the sky, trying to put aside those past events.

The weather is lovely today, like springtime.

The sky was like a vast, clear blue lake, cloudless, with the sun shining brightly overhead.

And in this square, on the main roads and paths leading to the square, and even on the mountainside, there are many agile martial arts masters carrying knives and sticks.

Many peddlers from the foot of the mountain also mingled among them, hawking sweet soup, hot porridge, steamed buns, and pears.

In the past, they had no chance to reach the gates of Shaolin Temple; they had neither the reason nor the courage.

As the leading financial group in the area, Shaolin Temple is usually heavily guarded. It is only during the martial arts tournament that these peddlers can bring their families and children to come up, sell their goods, and watch the show at the same time.

Ordinary people did come up to watch the excitement, since they didn't enter the temple but just stood in the square in front of it. However, the number of people was small, as ordinary people have many daily chores and are easily frightened.

These so-called martial arts masters usually give people the impression of being ruthless killers.

With so many people, the noise became quite varied. Aside from familiar faces greeting each other, people were exchanging information: "Hey, isn't this Master Wang? You've come to this martial arts tournament too!"

"Master Zhang, I've missed you dearly since we parted, but this time I'm only here to show a few greenhorns what it's like. I wouldn't dare participate in a competition of this level."

I heard that several of the top ten masters on the weapons ranking list have come.

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"When I was at the foot of the mountain, I heard people say that Iron Sword Guo Songyang, Whip God Ximen Rou, Green Demon Hand Yi Ku and others had all arrived at Shaolin."

"Brother, you're mistaken. I heard that the Green Demon Hand, Yi Kudu, has already been killed by Young Master Murong, and his body has been at Shaolin Temple for half a month..."

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"Just tell me if he's arrived or not? He was the first one to arrive."

"Is that Young Master Murong? He's truly a handsome and talented man!"

"The man next to him is the third-ranked scholar in the imperial examination. I never expected that the two of them standing together would be so dazzling."

"Ah Fei, you've arrived!" Li Xunhuan greeted Ah Fei warmly, but frowned when he saw Lin Xian'er beside him.

"Brother Li, Young Master Murong," A-Fei said as he walked over.

Lin Xian'er also bowed and said, "This humble woman greets Young Master Murong and Young Master Li."

Murong Fu did not respond. Now Afei was a sycophant. He was worthy of Lin Xian'er, not of Murong Fu's attention.

He was looking at the high platform in the middle of the square.

It was specially built for this martial arts tournament, meticulously constructed with crossbeams, pillars, and bricks, so that everyone could see the people competing on it.

The time has come.

The platform was surrounded by shadowy figures of people, and the noise was as loud as a thousand ducks.

Master Xinhu of Shaolin Temple gracefully stepped onto the arena with a light-body technique, and the crowd cheered!

Everyone says that the seven great monks of Shaolin Temple truly live up to their reputation!

He then announced that the martial arts tournament was hosted by Young Master Murong, and that Shaolin was merely a witness. He hoped that the martial arts heroes would stop there and not damage the harmony, and so on.

Then Bai Xiaosheng went up on stage and said that this time the weapon rankings would be re-arranged based on the performance in the arena and the list from more than ten years ago.

This surprised everyone.

After Bai Xiaosheng finished speaking, a handsome young man with a jade-like face suddenly appeared on the arena like a cloud, his sword at his waist planted firmly on the ground, looking down at the crowd of heroes.

It was Murong Fu, who stirred up the entire martial arts world in less than a month.

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