Copying the heavens begins with Tianlong

Chapter 52 Beiming What?
As Murong Bo and Murong Fu appeared one after another, the tone of the heroes changed rapidly.

Murong Fu, who was so complacent just now and wanted to reap the benefits of being a fisherman, did not expect that he would become the target of public criticism in an instant.

He was not completely unprepared. He immediately calmed down and said loudly, with a look of bearing the humiliation and burden: "Heroes, please don't misunderstand me. Although I, Murong Fu, am a descendant of the Xianbei royal family, the murder of my family in the world has nothing to do with me. So faking his own death was really a forced act because he was being persecuted by traitors."

"Everyone might as well think about it. Even if I, Murong Fu, am so unwise, how could I kill my own retainers and cut off my own arms?"

"All this was done by the thief Lin Yaodong. He slaughtered all my retainers and wanted to kill me to silence me. I had no choice but to set fire to Shenhe Village and fake my own death to escape. I have been enduring the humiliation. Just to expose his crimes today in front of the martial arts heroes."

After everyone heard this, they felt that what Murong Fu said seemed to make sense.

Seeing Murong Fu's stubborn resistance, Lin Yaodong said disdainfully: "It sounds like that's the case, but there are many flaws in his words. When you were in the Apricot Forest, you lost all your cultivation and had no power to resist. If I take action, How can you escape?"

"Why are you the only one who didn't die when everyone else died?"

"It's strange to say, how did you possess such profound skills in such a short period of time after your cultivation was abolished?"

Duan Yu, who was adjusting his breath, had a rare moment of alertness and said, "It's the Beiming Divine Art. He must have practiced the Beiming Divine Art."

"Beiming Divine Art can absorb the inner energy of others and turn it into his own use. Murong Fu must have practiced Beiming Divine Art. No wonder many of those whose families were exterminated had their internal energy drained. If not, how could he be the eldest brother and second brother? Brother’s opponent.”

Murong Fu's words were exposed in public, and his face darkened.

Wu Xingyun stepped forward, condensed the water into ice, and created a life and death talisman.

Murong Fu could use his true energy to resist.

Seeing this, Wu Xingyun nodded and said, "Yes, he did use Beiming Qi."

When Wang Yuyan saw this, she looked at Murong Fu in disbelief. It was difficult to accept that the cousin she liked could be such a crazy person.

At this time, an unkempt young man walked out of the crowd, with most of his face burned by the flames. He limped out of the crowd, pointed at Murong Fu and complained with tears: "Murong Fu, you are a wolf-hearted beast, my Feng family has been loyal to you for generations. Murong, in order to enhance your power, you killed my whole family and my parents, you are worse than a pig or a dog."

"You are... Xiaotian!"

A'Zhu looked at the disfigured boy, and from his figure and half of his appearance that was still intact, he recognized that the boy was Feng BoE's son, Feng Xiaotian.

"It's me, Sister A'Zhu. My parents and Uncle Zhong were all harmed by that beast Murong Fu. After he defrauded my father of his power, he used drugs to knock down the people in the village. My chest was also injured. He stabbed him with a sword, but fortunately his heart was different from ordinary people, so he was born on the right side and saved his life. It’s all him, it’s all him..."

Seeing the young man's miserable appearance, many people felt pity, and then they all pointed their weapons at Murong Fu with the same hatred.

"Murong Dog Thief, what else do you have to say?"

"Damn it Murong Fu, I will kill your grandma."

"Master Lin, please seek justice!"

"Kill him and eliminate evil for the martial arts world!"

……

Murong Fu didn't expect that the Feng family would still slip through the net. With the other party's testimony, he was completely nailed this time.

Even Murong Bo looked at Murong Fu in shock. He didn't expect that his son would be so ruthless as to kill all the four ministers he left behind.

That was the wealth he had accumulated with great difficulty.

What a prodigal!

However, Murong Bo was only angry for a moment, and then he became happy.

Because Murong Fu was ruthless and ruthless, which is one of the necessary conditions for a person to do great things. Only with such a character can he achieve great things.

Killing some retainers is nothing. Throughout the ages, cunning rabbits have been killed and lackeys have been cooked.

On the contrary, this boy named Feng Xiaotian sued his master as a slave. Doesn't he know that if the king wants his minister to die, he must die?
If he hadn't been subdued by Lin Yaodong, Murong Bo would definitely kill Feng Xiaotian and eradicate the roots.

Murong Fu, whose plan was ruined, faced the accusations from thousands of people and the insults from the heroes. He felt a little disturbed. He clenched the sword in his hand and shouted angrily: "Shut up, I am a descendant of the Yan royal family. What qualifications do you untouchables have to accuse me? "

His roar, mixed with strong inner energy, was like thunder on the ground, shaking the people around him dizzy, and only a few people with profound skills could withstand it.

"Wake up, the Yan Kingdom has been destroyed a long time ago, what a bullshit descendant of the Yan royal family, you are a slave to the subjugation of the country!"

Lin Yaodong said sarcastically: "Murong, who is born evil, I will kill you with my own hands right now."

After hearing Lin Yaodong's words, the stimulated Murong Fu looked crazy, staring at Lin Yaodong with his bloodshot eyes: "It's you, it's you, who sabotaged my plan again and again, and killed you, I He can still dominate the martial arts world."

"I have said before that if you don't kill me, you will definitely regret it. I will repay the humiliation that day a hundred times. I couldn't kill you just now, so I guess you are lucky, but..." As Murong Fu spoke, he suddenly lost the ability to move. Murong Bo began to absorb Murong Bo's skills.

Because he was not absolutely sure of defeating Lin Yaodong, and he did not dare to absorb Lin Yaodong's skill. The opponent's skill was too high, and he was afraid that his body would not be able to bear it. At the moment, Murong Bo was the most suitable and easiest.

"You...rebellious son..."

"Dad, don't blame me. It was you who taught me to be cruel and ruthless. I will apply what I learned. Don't worry, I will kill Lin Yaodong to avenge you and rebuild Dayan."

In just a few words, Murong Fu drained away Murong Bo's decades of pure cultivation, allowing his own cultivation to exceed four hundred years.

Murong Fu felt stronger than ever before. Not only did his body swell, but his heart also swelled up, and he quickly converted the absorbed skills into Beiming Zhenqi.

"Lin Yaodong, you forced me to do this. You have the honor to receive the Beiming Divine Art, which has a power of four hundred years."

As he spoke, Murong Fu was full of energy. The four-hundred-year-old Beiming Qi was truly terrifying. Under the pull of the Qi, the heroes even far away were staggered by the waves, and they were all frightened.

Murong Bo, who had lost his inner strength, was like a torn sack blown away by the strong wind, and rolled away. I wonder if he regretted it now?

As the waves of air flew, Lin Yaodong tilted his head and looked at Murong Fu: "What's Beiming?"

While talking, Lin Yaodong silently took back the "Beiming Magic" given to Murong Fu.

In an instant.

All of Murong Fu's four hundred years of skill were transferred and integrated into Lin Yaodong's body.

Murong Fu seemed like a deflated rubber ball. He felt that his body had been hollowed out, his skills were completely gone, and he could not even remember any of the contents of "Beiming Magic".

"This……"

As soon as Murong Fu spoke, Lin Yaodong appeared in front of him and kicked Murong Fu in the crotch.

"Ow..."

Murong Fu was kicked away by Lin Yaodong. He felt the heart-rending pain again. He screamed like a Tom cat. He was kicked more than three meters high. When he fell, he knelt on his knees and covered his crotch. His whole body was shaking.

He was... castrated again!
Lin Yaodong drew back his legs, put his hands on his hips, and looked down at Murong Fu, as if sighing: "This damn bitch, I can finally send him to hell with my own hands. Is that what you were thinking just now?"

"Full of joy and expectation, imagining the retribution of cutting me to pieces, but..."

"Expecting so-called retribution is just a cheap and beautiful fantasy used to comfort one's anger and cover up one's own incompetence."

"Although everything in this world has to pay a price, the price is often measured based on ability."

Lin Yaodong bent his knees, squatted beside Murong Fu, and joked: "For example, Lin Yaodong, who values ​​peace, and you, Murong Fu, who is self-righteous."

"Beiming Divine Art...for...why?"

Murong Fu's heart was full of unwillingness and resentment, and he couldn't figure out why his skills disappeared out of thin air.
He knew that this matter was probably related to Lin Yaodong, but how did the other party do it?
Lin Yaodong took two steps with his calves, patted Murong Fu on the shoulder, and said in a secret voice: "Because the Beiming Divine Art you obtained is the gift I gave you."

"I can give you power, and you can naturally take it back."

"You did a good job, better than I expected. You are ruthless and decisive, and you can even attack your own father. Unfortunately, you are just a pawn after all. After four hundred years of cultivation, I just accept it."

"You are so damn..."

Murong Fu's doubts were answered, but it was the result he least wanted to hear.

It turns out that everything about him was part of Lin Yaodong's plan.

He was ruthless, killed the familiar and the living, and suffered countless infamy. In the end, even his own father was not spared, and he gained four hundred years of skill. In the end, it was all at an advantage to Lin Yaodong.

Just when he was about to exert all his strength and reveal the truth to everyone, Lin Yaodong tapped his mute point from the air.

Just listen to Lin Yaodong's message: "You should thank me, at least I made you happy for a while."

"Although it is a little short, as long as you remember the happiness in this moment, it will last forever."

Lin Yaodong stood up, looked at the ruined Murong Fu, and said regretfully: "You can only do it three times. Playing the same game three times is the limit. Murong Fu, you deserve to die, I'm sorry."

After apologizing, Lin Yaodong slapped Murong Fu on the head.

　I was in my hometown during the recent Chinese New Year and was typing on my mobile phone. I made many typos and omissions. I hope you can forgive me.

　　Another question is, should we add the ability of tardigrades?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)