When the soldiers heard Murong Fu's words, they were all excited.

It was a great honor for them.

One by one can not kowtow thank you.

Murong Fu said seriously: "If there are serious injuries, they can be sent back to Yaoshi Hu or Su Ying for treatment."

"My subordinates understand!" Jiang Zian replied.

Murong Fu nodded with satisfaction, and he did not return to the temporary mansion until it was getting dark at night.

"You go down first, I'll go see Wuxiang Bodhisattva."

"As ordered!"

Jiang Zian left, and Murong Fu went to Wuxiang Bodhisattva's room alone.

"You're here." Wuxiang Bodhisattva sat in front of the table with a calm expression.

It doesn't seem to be bothered by the failure.

"Have you eaten?" Murong Fu sat generously in front of Wuxiang Bodhisattva, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea.

"Eat." Wuxiang Bodhisattva raised his eyes and looked at Murong Fu: "Did you come here to ask how to build spiritual time?"

"Well, that's true." Murong Fu answered truthfully without concealing it.

Wuxiang Bodhisattva shook his head slightly: "I want to build a spiritual world."

"You need to study the spiritual method since childhood, I am afraid you can't do it!"

Murong Fu was not discouraged, and smiled calmly: "Hehe, I just want to try it, do you think I can succeed?"

"Well, since you want to try, I'll tell you."

Wuxiang Bodhisattva seemed to be certain that Murong Fu would not succeed, and readily told Murong Fu the method of creating a spiritual world.

First of all, we must first open up our spiritual world.

"Concentrate on the court of God, you will find a bunch of white light, and then inject all the spiritual power into it..."

"Second step, once the Divine Court is opened, a strange space will appear inside."

"Within the space, you can construct the scenery in it at will."

Murong Fu followed Wuxiang Bodhisattva's words and began to take it step by step.

Concentrating on your mental strength, you soon saw the beam of white light in the Shenting cave.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open him.

After trying dozens of times, he finally made him extremely tired, so he had to stop.

"Opening the Divine Court is the most difficult step. Even with the help of the exercises, it took me a full six years to succeed." Wuxiang Bodhisattva said indifferently.

"Cultivation method?" Murong Fu thought of Wuxiang Bodhisattva's concubine Wuxiang Dafa.

However, this practice seems to belong to women, and he can't practice if he wants to come.

"I heard that once you fail, you will fall in love with me completely, is that true?"

"Well, this is a common problem of the concubines and other types of exercises. If you fail to succeed, you will suffer from backlash." Wuxiang Bodhisattva did not hide it and said it one by one.

"Then we now..." Murong Fu asked succinctly.

Wuxiang Bodhisattva shook his head and said, "No, I need to go back to Master first, and only after his approval can I choose to be with you?"

Murong Fu asked curiously, "What if he doesn't agree?"

"Master, he will kill me with his own hands!" said Wuxiang Bodhisattva.

Murong Fu was startled, and then he said with a warm anger, "He dares, who dares to touch my Murong Fu's woman!"

"This is the tradition of my sect, I hope you don't interfere." Wuxiang Bodhisattva shook his head.

Only then did Murong Fu discover Wuxiang Bodhisattva, as if he had entered a state of no desire and no desire.

No matter what she sees or hears now, there will be no throbbing in her heart.

"Don't be suspicious, this is a normal phenomenon of the backlash of the practice. In the future, I will love a little more every day until I give all my body and mind to you." Wuxiang Bodhisattva said.

Murong Fu nodded and said, "So it is."

"Can I leave in a few days?" Wuxiang Bodhisattva asked.

Murong Fu nodded: "Of course, you can leave whenever you want. I didn't let my subordinates imprison you."

"That..." Murong Fu said a little embarrassedly.

Wuxiang Bodhisattva glanced at Murong Fu and said, "Do you want to ask me if the other two women will have backlash?"

"Uh, haha, almost, almost." Murong Fu said with a big smile.

Wuxiang Bodhisattva pondered for a moment and replied, "For more than ten days, even if there is no backlash, her heart will not forget her shyness."

"This..." Murong Fu listened to the other party, and was a little confused by the ambiguous answer.

Is it there or not?

"It's late at night, let's go." Wuxiang Bodhisattva folded his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, and began to see off the guests mercilessly.

Murong Fu shook his head and left Wuxiang Bodhisattva's room.

They went to Huajing Yinmeng and Huang Rong's rooms respectively.

However, Huang Rong's room was always guarded by Huang Yaoshi and could not enter.

He had no choice but to find Huajing Yinmeng and comfort him.

For the next few days, he began to practice spiritual power every day according to the method of Wuxiang Bodhisattva.

However, as before, the gains were minimal, or even nothing.

"Rong'er, my father is going to see an old friend. You wait for me here. When we come back later, we will rush to Xiangyang to see that silly boy."

On this day, Murong Fu was cultivating when he suddenly heard Teacher Huang's words in his consciousness.

Can't help but be overjoyed, these days because of the other party's presence.

He never saw Huang Rong, and he was very anxious.

Today is finally a time for heaven to open its eyes.

Therefore, his consciousness kept a close eye on Huang Yaoshi until the other party left the house and walked a long way.

He just started and quickly came to Huang Rong's door.

"Dong Dong~"

There was a knock on the door, but Huang Rong didn't think much of it, she opened the door and asked, "Who is it?"

When the door opened, he couldn't help but stay.

Because the person who appeared in front of her was the man she wanted to see, but she didn't want to see,

"Rong'er, are you okay?" Murong Fu took a step forward and closed the door.

Looking at her face full of hope, she saw this human fairy in white clothes like snow.

"Fu... Young Master Murong, please... Respect yourself, I'm Mrs. Guo." Huang Rong was startled, the little deer in her heart couldn't help but rammed, but she couldn't help but step back and remind her.

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, with a hint of sadness in his eyes, and said with a wry smile, "Oh, it's a big dream after all."

"I..." Huang Rong gritted her teeth and said, "Well, I hope you can forget about that day."

Murong Fu was a little excited when he heard this, and subconsciously grabbed Huang Rong's jade arm: "For more than ten days, how can I forget your beautiful face?"

Huang Rong was shocked and used her inner strength, and slapped Murong Fu's face with her palm.

Murong Fu recalled what happened that day, but did not expect Huang Rong to attack him.

Unprepared, he was slapped on the forehead.

A palm was shot and flew out and slammed into the door.

"Fu Lang." Huang Rong blurted out worriedly, leaning over to check Murong Fu's injury.

Murong Fu grabbed Huang Rong's arm again: "Rong'er, you have my fault in your heart, right?"

Just as Huang Rong wanted to refuse, she felt a strong mental force coming from Murong Fu, and she couldn't help but turn dark.

But when he opened his eyes, he and Murong Fu came to an isolated island.

Murong Fu was overjoyed. He had been beaten by Huang Rong because of his emotional agitation.

The white awn in the Shenting cave was actually shaken away.

"This is your spiritual world?" Huang Rong couldn't help feeling incredible.

Murong Fu's eyes lit up and turned to overwhelm Huang Rong: "Rong'er, you can refuse me in the real world, but I won't allow it here!"

Huang Rong: "Don't..."