Three months later, Mrs. Murong gave birth.

Murong Yi, who paid homage to Guanyin, was waiting outside the delivery room with a relaxed look on her face, followed by Murong Yuan, Murong Yuan and Murong Yin who looked expectant.

Murong Yi rubbed his palms and thought, just as Yuan'er said, he should be his younger brother.

Two baby cries attracted the attention of everyone in Murong Villa.

The mother screamed: Master, they are twins!

Murong Yi was overjoyed and secretly prayed to God to give him two peerless talents.

"yes……"

Before Murong Yi finished speaking, he only heard the woman saying.

Sir, these are two young ladies, hee hee!

In an instant, Murong Yi felt as if a sharp sword had been inserted into his chest. He took a few steps back. His mind was spinning. He looked at the delivery room in disbelief. The bags under his old eyes trembled and he was speechless for a long time.

"Dad! Keep up the good work in the future! Don't be afraid of difficulties!" Murong Yuan said encouragingly, standing behind Murong Yi.

Murong Yi took a deep breath, looked at the blue sky and white clouds, closed his eyes for a while, looked at his only son, and suddenly said in a serious tone: "Yuan'er!"

"Huh?!" Murong Yuan looked up at the other party.

When Murong Yi walked past Murong Yuan, he patted Murong Yuan on the shoulder and said sincerely: "From now on, the important task of carrying on the Murong family's lineage depends on you! Don't let me down!"

Murong Yuan trembled slightly and watched Murong Yi leave lonely.

Murong Yi stooped a bit, as if to say that he was old and could no longer give birth.

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There are many things that people cannot grasp, and one of them is time.

Spring passed and autumn came, and four years passed.

The world is still the world, but the person may not be the same person anymore.

Murong Yuan opened the door and looked at the Murong compound, which was still the same as before, and walked towards the martial arts training ground according to the usual route.

In the past four years, the fourth sister and the fifth sister who love to pinch his face have all married, and their husbands' families are all famous martial arts families in the world. Although these families are not as famous as the Murong family, they are still very good, and they are very popular.

Mrs. Murong appreciated it.

It has been four years since Murong Yuan started practicing martial arts, and the speed of his progress made many sisters envious. At least Murong Yuan was no worse off than Murong Yuan, who had practiced martial arts for seven years before him.

Of the direct descendants of the Murong family, the only remaining ones are the sixth sister Murong Yin, his seventh sister Murong Yuan, and two girls who enjoy playing in the mud every day.

In four years, two major events happened in the world.

The first thing: Jiang Feng, who was known as the most beautiful man in the world, died, the Jiang family's huge property was sold, and the Jiang family fell apart.

The second thing: Yan Nantian, the number one divine sword praised by the world, entered the Valley of the Wicked and has not emerged yet, his life and death unknown.

After hearing these two rumors in the world, Murong Yuan sighed, the story of the two unparalleled prides has begun.

Murong Yuan was not interested in the affair between Yihua Palace and Jiang Feng. Now Murong Yuan just wanted to become the best master in the world and unlock the secret of the Black and White Book.

The Murong family's martial arts training ground has not changed much, it is still very clean, not a single leaf has fallen.

Murong Yuan walked to the martial arts training ground and saw his seventh sister and sixth sister waiting for him. In addition, because he could not have children, Murong Yi stood in the martial arts training ground with a straight face every day.

Murong Yuan shouted: "Father, Sixth Sister, Seventh Sister, good morning!"

"What nonsense!" Murong Yi said: "Practice martial arts!"

"oh!"

Everyone nodded in unison, and then began to practice the usual martial arts moves. The three of them were different. Murong Yuan practiced palm skills and sword skills.

"Brother Yuan, how are you doing with your training?" Murong Yuan leaned over and said softly.

"Better than you!" Murong Yuan said calmly.

"Are you better than me?" Murong Yuan rolled up his sleeves, looked at him coldly and said, "Kid, give it a try?"

Although Murong Yuan's body and bones have not grown to the limit, his internal strength is not much worse than that of Murong Yuan. Every time Murong Yuan sees Murong Yuan's "nostrils pointing to the sky with pride", she gets angry and itches in her heart.

They all wanted to beat him.

“Just try it!”

Last night, Murong Yuan's suction skills reached another level, and he simply nodded and said.

"Sixth sister, get out of the way, I'm going to teach you a lesson!" Murong Yuan said to Murong Yin who was practicing martial arts and blocking her attack route.

Murong Yin, with an inexplicable look on her face, looked at the two siblings, twitched the corners of her mouth twice, and said softly: "Sister Yuan, please give in to Brother Yuan. You are already sixteen, and you still beat him? Can you bear it?"

"How can I beat him every day?" Murong Yuan asked, holding his breath attentively, and then suddenly attacked.

In an instant, the two siblings were fighting each other directly.

Murong Yi didn't even bother to look at the crackling martial arts training ground on the stage where Ge You was lying down. In his mind, he was just a child fighting.

He was about to sleep for a while, but Murong's servant ran up to him, calling him "Master of the House".

"What's the matter?"

"Master, it was you who told us to pay attention to the ancient three connections!" The servant whispered beside Murong Yi.

"Tell me! How is he doing?" Murong Yi asked casually.

"Master, the situation in the world has been changing recently. After Gu Santong challenged you, he successively challenged dozens of sects in the world in the past four years. However, Gu Santong was a stubborn person and was easily hated by others. Later, those sects that lost to Gu Santong gave him

He was nicknamed the undefeated naughty boy, and now these sects have joined forces to attack the undefeated naughty boy Gu Santong."

"Hmph, it's really funny. If you lose, you lose. Can these noble and decent people not be able to afford to lose? Undefeated naughty boy, what a good name."

"What sects are there?" Murong Yi said in a calm tone as he looked at the rivalry between the siblings who were already scratching their faces and hair in the martial arts training ground.

"Wudang, Shaolin, Kongtong, Qingcheng, the Demonic Cult of the Western Regions, etc..." the servant said in a solemn tone.

"What did he do?" After hearing this, Murong Yi couldn't help but be stunned and said, "The whole world actually mobilized for him!"

"Because many people in the world say that Gu Santong is a gong-sucking demon, a blood-sucking demon, saying that he can absorb other people's kung fu! Because every time Gu Santong engages in a fight, the defeated person will be paralyzed and die on the ground.

They are all lost and turned into a dry, flat corpse." The servant's tone was serious.

"Absorbing people?" Murong Yi suddenly stood up from the chair, stared at the two siblings who were wrestling in the martial arts field, and said in a deep voice: "That's enough, let's count you two as a tie!"

Murong Yuan let go of Murong Yuan's hair, then ran down to the martial arts training ground and looked at the concentrated Murong Yi.

Murong Yuan blinked his bright eyes from the side and asked: "Dad, am I considered a tie with Brother Yuan?"

"..." Murong Yi did not say anything, but stared at the two of them, and said after a while: "We don't know whether we will win or lose until the end!"

"Let's not talk about winning or losing. Come to my study!"

…

The room filled with all kinds of books exudes the strong fragrance of ink.

"Except for you, no one knows the Dafa of absorbing gong?"

Murong Yuan and Murong Yuan were like synchronized machines, shaking their heads repeatedly to express no.

Murong Yi looked at the two of them for a long time and said: "The ancient three links that gave you the Dharma of Absorption four years ago are now surrounded by eight sects, alas!"

"What does containment mean?" Murong Yuan asked.

"You don't even know what the containment means?" Murong Yi looked at his daughter in surprise and said.

"It's the sects from all over the world who gathered together to deal with Gu Santong!" Murong Yuan said.

"Uh!" Murong Yuan was embarrassed.

Murong Yi stood up and said with a look of resentment: "I have been observing him in the world for a long time. He has good qualifications, a good heart, and a good personality! He is just naughty."

"But why is this situation happening?"

Murong Yuan looked at Murong Yi with a blank expression. He couldn't believe it. He originally thought that Murong Yi had forgotten about the ancient three links.

But after hearing his words today, I had no intention of letting him go and had always regarded him as his son-in-law.

Hearing Murong Yi say how good the ancient tees are, Murong Yuan couldn't help but roll his eyes. You must be thinking about his qualifications and his status as a man who can carry on the family line.

"Except for the Ancient Three Tongs, only the three of us know the power-absorbing method!" Murong Yi glanced at the two of them and said, "I have never taught it to outsiders, what about you?"

"Neither do we!" Murong Yuan said decisively: "How could we give such powerful internal power to others for no reason!"

Murong Yuan said that his siblings would never teach it to others.

Murong Yuan on the side has already thought about it. Gu Santong's decisive battle with the eight sects, does that mean that Gu Santong is about to have a decisive battle with Zhu Wuli? Is he about to be imprisoned in the heavenly prison?

Murong Yuan was a little hesitant whether to tell Murong Yi about this, but after thinking about it carefully, he decided to forget it. After all, there was no need for Murong Yi to take the risk of becoming Zhu Wu's enemy since they were not relatives.

Murong Yi stared at the two siblings and saw that they were not lying.

"It seems that he taught it himself! Or, there is someone other than him who knows the art of absorbing energy!" Murong Yi sighed and said.

Murong Yi's guess was good. It was Zhu Wuwu who was secretly plotting against Chen Cang.

Zhu Wuwu tricked Gu Santong. Whenever Gu Santong went out for a fight, Zhu Wuwu followed him secretly and used the power-absorbing method to suck away all the energy and spirit of the opponents defeated by Gu Santong.
To be continued...