Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Chapter 474 Xuanming Divine Palm
As soon as Murong Fu's pure Qi penetrated his meridians, a wave of cold air surrounded him like a leech that had seen blood, enveloping the Bei Ming Qi. Compared with the huge cold air, this weak Bei Ming Qi was like a candle in winter, which only lasted for a short moment before being devoured by the cold air.

A solemn look appeared in Murong Fu's eyes, and he no longer had any doubts at this moment.

Murong Fu asked, "Has your sister had this disease since she was young? Whenever it attacks, she needs to use her true Qi to suppress the cold in her body to keep herself safe for a while. As she gets older, are the attacks becoming more and more frequent?"

Fang La's eyes flashed with surprise, as if he recalled a past event, and a flash of resentment flashed across his eyes: "More than ten years ago, my sister was only five years old and was hit by a villain. Since then, she has suffered from this disease. Every time she gets sick, my mother and the female masters in the sect take turns to pass on the true energy to her. Later, due to some changes, my mother unfortunately passed away. Since then, my sister has been relying on various precious medicinal herbs to maintain her health."

Murong Fu asked, "Have you, Right Envoy Fang, ever heard of a vicious martial art called "Mysterious Nether Palm"?"

Fang La heard this and a trace of bewilderment appeared on his face: "Mysterious Nether Palm? The name sounds like an incredible palm technique. Could it be that my sister has been bedridden for so many years because of this palm technique?"

Murong Fu said, "Judging from your sister's symptoms, the person who attacked her must have extremely profound skills. He was able to control the power of his palm to the point where it could cause pain to a child while saving her life through his internal strength. It's not an exaggeration to say that it was perfect. Such a master shouldn't be unknown. Even if he is a hidden master, he should have left traces in the martial arts world before he went into hiding. If so, there is only one possibility."

"what's the situation?"

"Unless the martial arts practiced by this expert have long been lost, and only the secret manual remains, and this expert himself has been trained since childhood and never walks in the martial arts world unless it is necessary."

"I can think of only one force that meets these two conditions."

Fang La frowned and said, "The imperial court?!"

Murong Fu said: "In the whole world, besides the imperial court, who else is there?"

Fang La gritted his teeth and said, "It is indeed the imperial court. My father and I have been investigating this matter for many years, but that person seems to have disappeared from the face of the earth. For more than ten years, there has been no trace of him."

Murong Fu said: "This is just my inference. To be honest, if it weren't for some special reason, I wouldn't be able to recognize this strange and bizarre palm power."

When Murong Fu said this, a strange look appeared on his face: He was hit by the Mysterious Palm when he was young, his mother died early, and he relied on the input of true qi to prolong his life. All these things, how can you see that he is so much like Master Zhang? How about writing a copy of "Nine Yang Magic Skill" on the spot for the girl to practice?

Fang La bowed hurriedly and said, "Sir, I beg you to save my sister's life. I swear in the name of the Right Envoy of the Bright Sect that from now on, if you have any orders, everyone in the Bright Sect will do it for you, no matter how hard it is. If you break this oath, the Bright Sect will not bless you."

Murong Fu lifted Fang La up with a force, and Fang La tried to dissipate the force several times, but was unable to resolve it, so he had to be helped up by Murong Fu.

Fang La was greatly shocked: his Great Shift of the Universe had already entered the third level. Even if the enemy attacked him with a force of a thousand pounds, he could use the enemy's force to counter attack and convert the force. However, just now he tried three times in a row to relieve the opponent's force, but he felt that he had no point of force at all. He could only be lifted up by the opponent like a child.

Murong Fu smiled and said, "Get up, get up. With what Fang Youshi said, what else can I say? I will trouble Fang Youshi someday. However, there is one thing I need to say first."

Fang La said, "Please tell me, sir. I will do as you say."

Murong Fu thought about it, smiled and shook his head: "Forget it, it's not a big deal, just a little trouble. Ask the servants to prepare hot water first, and then call my two concubines in."

Fang La was overjoyed: "So, you are sure you can cure me?"

Murong Fu said, "I can't say it's absolutely safe, but at least it's 80% sure." Fang La hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "I'll go down and ask someone to prepare it. Everything is up to you, young master."

Murong Fu sat on the edge of the bed, holding his chin with one hand, looking at the patient in front of him.

When he used his true Qi to diagnose the pulse just now, Murong Fu also checked the bone age and found out that the sickly girl in front of him was already a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl. However, perhaps because she had suffered from the cold poison for many years, her development was much slower than that of a normal girl and she looked like she had not fully grown.

Thinking of this, Murong Fu couldn't help but think mischievously: Could it be that Master Zhang was suffering from a cold poison since childhood, which led to his developmental delay and inability to do anything? Otherwise, how could he be played around by women all his life?

Looking at Fang Xiaomei, who was wrapped tightly in the quilt but still had a pale face and blue lips due to the cold, Murong Fu couldn't help but feel a trace of pity in his heart. He stretched out a hand and pressed it on Fang Xiaomei's abdomen. An invisible true energy slowly penetrated into her dantian through the thick quilt.

Fang Xiaomei's face gradually turned red, and her body gradually stopped trembling. She slowly opened her eyes with a moan and said, "It's so warm."

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a handsome young man sitting next to her. She blushed slightly and subconsciously said "Ah" and tightened the quilt: "Who are you?"

Murong Fu said: "I will transfer some of my true energy to you to suppress the coldness first, don't move."

The girl was startled, and when she looked over, she saw the young man's big hand hovering above her lower abdomen. The true energy that made her whole body warm came from there.

The girl's heart warmed and she smiled: "Thank you, young master." She glanced at the young man in front of her carefully: his two sword-like eyebrows went straight into his temples, his pair of phoenix eyes were majestic without anger, his face was like a jade, his lips were as if painted with rouge, and his mouth was slightly pursed, always with an elusive smile on his face.

The girl's heart was moved, her cheeks were full of rosy clouds, and she thought to herself: This man is so handsome. It must be very tiring for him to use his true energy for me like this? Why is he so good to me? Oh, what am I thinking!

For a moment, the girl's heart was pounding, and her mind was in a mess. After struggling for a long time, she finally mustered up the courage to speak in a voice not much louder than a mosquito: "Well, my name is Fang Qingxue."

Although the voice was very low, Murong Fu still heard it and smiled slightly: "Fang Qingxue? It's a good name. I will call you Ah Xue from now on."

This slightly intimate name made the girl blush again, and she nodded slightly, "Okay!"

At this moment, the door opened with a creak, and two pretty figures came in one after the other: "Master, we are here. Eh? Master, what are you doing?"

A-Bi opened her eyes wide with curiosity, and two red clouds gradually appeared on her cheeks.

It was late at night and the dew was heavy. In the girl's boudoir, a handsome young man put his hand on the girl's lower abdomen. The girl could not help but not resist, but just blushed with shame, and there was a hint of affection in her eyes. This scene, no matter how you look at it, looks like a secret meeting and stealing a beauty.

"How can you be so bold, sir? Are you calling us over to play those shameful tricks again? It's okay for your cousin, but why is it that this time, we are on someone else's territory?" A-Bi was panicked and had all sorts of wild thoughts.

Ah Zhu was stunned, then smiled sweetly: "It seems like we came at the wrong time?"

Murong Fu shook his head: "No, you came at the right time."

"Give her a hand and help her up."