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

Does the fragrance linger after a moonlit stroll?

What is this? I don't recognize it.

But at this moment, countless memories flooded into Murong Fu's mind, and figures danced before his eyes, as if they were his own past experiences.

The body is also constantly undergoing subtle changes and refinement.

The muscles are forming a memory, as if they suddenly have years of experience.

Before long, Murong Fu opened his eyes, his face full of joy.

It turns out that "Leaving Fragrance Under the Moon" is Chu Liuxiang's ultimate lightness skill!

But I didn't know the name before, so I couldn't match it up.

I never imagined that I would acquire such a unique skill.

Murong Fu just happened to lack a particularly outstanding lightness skill. In the original work, when he fought Duan Yu at Shaoshi Mountain, if he had such a transcendent, no, even just a top-notch movement technique, he wouldn't have been defeated.

However, I've only reached a level where I'm quite proficient, and I still need more experience.

According to the system prompts, martial arts are divided into nine levels: Beginner, Some Success, Proficient, Mastery, Perfection, Divine Skill, Pinnacle, Return to Simplicity, and Unity of Man and Nature.

Based on comparison and judgment, Murong Fu realized that most of his second- and third-rate martial arts skills were at the level of slight mastery.

In the martial arts world, those who can master second- or third-rate martial arts to perfection are considered true masters.

As for the last three realms, Murong Fu felt that even the Sweeper Monk couldn't reach them.

In addition to practicing and comprehending more, the key to improving one's martial arts skills is to build upon internal strength. The stronger one's internal strength, the easier it is to learn martial arts.

It's like two computers using the same algorithm; the one with higher computing power will calculate faster.

Comprehension is the algorithm, and inner strength is the computing power.

Murong Fu knew that he was still young and had not paid much attention to internal strength before, so internal strength was his weakness.

But the thought that making A'Zhu happy could improve his internal strength cultivation made Murong Fu smile brightly.

"Then thank you, Azhu."

A-Zhu, her heart overflowing with sweetness, raised her almond-shaped eyes in confusion upon hearing her lover's seemingly nonsensical words, and asked:

"Young master, what are you thanking me for?"

"Thank you for being by my side all these years."

Murong Fu naturally wouldn't reveal the system. After agreeing to A'Zhu's request, he tenderly stroked the "Duan" mark on A'Zhu's shoulder.

It's small and inconspicuous.

In fact, scars do not grow as a person grows; in fact, they may shrink.

Thinking of A'Zhu's background, I felt even more pity for her.

We are all children who were let down by our fathers.

In essence, the main storyline of Tian Long Ba Bu is just like a skit titled "Where Did Dad Go?".

Azhu felt the touch on her shoulder and suddenly felt a chill run through her body.

I am an orphan without parents, will you, young master, look down on me?

Having served as a maid for many years, she naturally learned to use optimism to mask her inferiority complex early on.

Even though the Murong family treated her very well, she still felt insecure.

So she pulled Murong Fu's hand away, drew it into her own soft embrace, and said to herself:

"Young master, you're ugly, aren't you?"

"This was probably left by my biological parents; I heard from my grandfather that I had it when I was brought to the world."

"It's not ugly, it just reminds me of some things." Murong Fu withdrew his hand and placed it on A'Zhu's scar again:

"My cousin and I had previously pledged our lives to each other, and we're going to propose to my aunt in the next couple of months."

After Murong Fu finished speaking, he felt a layer of tiny bumps appear on A'Zhu's skin.

"It's alright, young master. I'm just happy to be able to serve you."

Murong Fu did not respond, but continued:

"When I took over Brother Bao's intelligence network, I was unable to find out your background."

But Duan is the royal surname of Dali, so we can expand our intelligence network to the southwest first.

So what I'm thinking is...

"Once we find your biological parents, we can invite them to Suzhou to witness our wedding."

When A-Zhu heard that the young master was going to propose to the young lady, she thought it was a warning to her to recognize her own status. However, she did not expect to hear about the search for relatives and the wedding.

The tears I had been holding back could no longer be stopped.

"Oh dear, why are you crying?"

Murong Fu wiped away A'Zhu's tears.

"When I become emperor, my beloved concubine will be the Empress of the West Palace. How about having the little maid Abi serve you?"

A'Zhu's tears turned to laughter, and she buried her head in Murong Fu's chest, wiping her tears haphazardly against his sturdy chest.

"Young master, why don't you appoint her as the Consort of the Southern Palace or the Northern Palace? Abi even sings in her sleep; I'm not going to live in the same palace as her..."

Murong Fu rolled over, disturbing the straight plumes of smoke from the bronze incense burner beside his bed.

"Alright, alright, let Abi stay in the Southwest Palace, it'll be closer to you..."

......

[Increase cultivation level by one ten-day period]

【Favourability: 99】

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The next morning, Murong Fu got up early and practiced his martial arts in the manor.

After having a frank conversation with A'Zhu yesterday, Murong Fu felt an unparalleled harmony between his soul and body today.

Perhaps because he was a visitor from afar, Murong Fu had been feeling a sense of unreality for the past six months.

Today, he felt better than ever since he woke up.

It was at this moment that he fully accepted the fact that he was Murong Fu.

Azhu, Abi, cousin, aunt, the four great retainers...

After spending so much time together, they were no longer characters in a novel to him, but living, breathing people with whom he spent every day and formed a relationship.

And I myself am living in this land called the Great Song Dynasty, which possesses supernatural powers.

The practice of martial arts emphasizes enlightenment and strives for a clear understanding of one's thoughts.

At that moment, Murong Fu felt completely refreshed, and his inner strength naturally arose.

Even the circulation of his internal energy seemed to be three times faster than usual.

"Young master, is such a high elevation acceptable?"

Abi's voice came from afar, and Murong Fu turned his head to look.

Today, Abi is wearing a light blue palace dress and stands by the lake. With her white, lotus-like arms, she gently pulls a green swallow-shaped kite.

The sunlight streamed down, carried on a slightly damp breeze, creating a gentle, leisurely atmosphere.

Murong Fu said, "A little higher."

Yes, that's fine.

Then, with a light touch of his toes, he floated slowly toward Abi as if he were an immortal.

At this moment, Murong Fu's movement speed was much slower than when he used his lightness skill.

The slower you go, the harder it becomes.

The previous light-body technique actually involved sinking one's Qi to the Dantian (lower abdomen) and then kicking oneself backward with powerful thigh muscles.

As a descendant of the Xianbei nobility, Murong Fu was naturally well-dressed and wore a jade pendant at his waist.

They usually take them off when practicing dance because the jingling of the jingling ornaments can be quite annoying due to the vigorous movements.

At this moment, the jade pendant at Murong Fu's waist swayed slightly in the wind without making a sound.

This is the wonder of the light-footed skill of "walking on the moon and leaving fragrance." If one masters it to a high level, one can "walk on smoke" and "skim water without leaving a trace."

It can even turn and maneuver in mid-air.

Murong Fu recalled that there was even a rumor that if one mastered this lightness skill to its extreme, one could ascend to heaven on moonlight, with each step leaving a fragrant trail.

This is also the origin of the name "lightness skill," which is completely different from the ordinary lightness skill that Murong Fu used before, which relied on strength and speed.

The fragrance lingers under the moonlight, more like a sudden enlightenment that transcends time and space.

However, with his current skill level and internal strength, he can only walk on silk threads.

As he spoke, he stepped onto a kite string in Abi's hand, and with the lift provided by the kite string, he climbed upwards step by step, as if ascending to the heavens.

Before long, Abi saw Murong Fu's toes touching the green kite in the air, about ten feet above the ground.

Overlooking this water town of Suzhou in the brisk wind.

Like a proud phoenix.