Chapter 77

As soon as Kumārajīva said this, everyone was shocked!

Good fellow!

Truly a good fellow!

When the words reached this point, even a fool could hear the hidden meaning in Kumārajīva's words.

Before Su Hang could speak, a group of Jianghu people were annoyed and ashamed,

Scolding one after another:

"I think it's just you, this monk, who wants it! Borrowing Murong Bo's name to take all the advantages yourself; that's too much!"

"This old man has traveled the Jianghu all his life and has seen hypocritical monks, but I have never seen such a hypocritical monk! Are you blushing, are you ashamed?"

"This Kumārajīva's skin is really thick! He comes up and wants Mr. Su's unique skill, and the reasons he gave are a pile, one more high-sounding than the other! I almost believed it!"

"And saying he is deeply saddened by Murong Fu's death? How come I can't see it at all? This monk is truly very bad!"

"The Imperial Preceptor is truly full of classics and has a sharp tongue, but it's a pity he used it in the wrong place!"

"Do you believe that if this monk gets the manual, he will definitely be the first to open it and peek? I bet one thousand taels!!! Is there anyone following?"

Facing the accusations of the crowd,

Although Kumārajīva's face was slightly red, he remained motionless.

The thickness of his skin can be seen.

Yao Yue saw this and couldn't help but look angry: "What a shameless monk!"

Lianxing nodded and smiled slightly:

"Rumor has it that the Tubo Imperial Preceptor has profound Buddhism and is a virtuous high monk,"

"But looking at it today, he is actually so hypocritical!"

"It is clearly he himself who covets Mr. Su's Wu Gong, but he still brings out a dead person to stand in front, speaking with emotion, as if it were true."

"If Mr. Su gives it, that's fine; if Mr. Su doesn't give it, he will inevitably be mocked by this monk; it's truly infuriating!"

"I think this monk is not only hypocritical but also cunning!"

Seeing this scene,

Even Wang Yuyan on the side couldn't watch anymore.

Only to see her blushing and embarrassed:

"What a truly shameless monk..."

"Doing bad things and still having to bring out someone else's name."

At this moment,

Su Hang saw this and did not respond directly, but teased:

"The Imperial Preceptor and Mr. Murong met by chance; that is fate. Now that the fate is exhausted, why must the Imperial Preceptor force it?"

Kumārajīva's face flushed slightly, and he bowed again:

"Mr. Su's guidance is indeed the ultimate truth."

"It's just that this little monk is stubborn by nature; having been in seclusion for more than ten years, it is ultimately difficult to break the feelings of a good friend."

"If Mr. Murong Bo knows in the underworld and hears about this Sword-Controlling Art divine skill, he will naturally smile in the nine springs."

Su Hang smiled slightly and continued:

"Since that is the case, the Imperial Preceptor can let Mr. Murong Bo come and take it himself."

"Why must you do it for him?"

Kumārajīva nodded and smiled:

"Unfortunately, Mr. Murong Bo has already passed away; as such, this little monk can only do it for him."

Su Hang smiled slightly.

This is exactly what he was waiting for.

So he changed the subject and said with a smile:

"That is not the case."

"Actually, Murong Bo is not dead!"

"At this very moment, he is stealing books in the Shaolin Library!"

As soon as these words came out, a shocking clamor came from inside and outside the Half-Moon Inn.

Everyone looked at each other, all with shocked expressions, not knowing what to say for a while.

Murong Bo is not dead?

This news is truly too explosive!!!

At this moment, accompanied by Su Hang's words, the crowd also whispered.

"Murong Bo is not dead? This is big news!"

"That is natural! I estimate that this matter will definitely make the front page of the Jianghu Monthly Report!"

"What's going on? Jianghu rumors say that Murong Bo died of a serious illness long ago? Why does Mr. Su say he is stealing scriptures in the Shaolin Library!"

"If someone else said Murong Bo is not dead, this old man would naturally not believe it! But since Mr. Su said so, it means this matter cannot be fake!"

"It's truly unimaginable! If Murong Bo knew his son was beaten to death in the street, and there was a Tubo foreign monk using his name to cheat everywhere, I don't know if he would be directly angered to death?"

"If this news is true! Then Mr. Su's trouble will be big! Murong Fu is easy to deal with, but Murong Bo is not easy to deal with! This is a real Great Grandmaster!"

"Who knows, Mr. Su can bring about a fatal disaster just by telling a fortune! I'm afraid that one day Murong Bo will kill him; this hatred of killing his son is irreconcilable!"

The crowd discussed heatedly,

All of them were in awe of this Great Grandmaster from the Great Song Jianghu!

You must know that the reason the Murong clan is called South Murong is that they are as famous as North Qiao Feng in the Wu Lin.

It's not because Murong Fu is so powerful, but more because of the reputation left by the ancestors of the Murong clan!

Looking far away, like Murong Longcheng,

At eighteen or nineteen, he could suppress the crowd with one hand of Universe-Shifting, and no one dared to compete with him!

Looking closer, there are also heroes like Murong Chui, Murong Ke, and Murong Ba.

These ancestors of the Murong clan were not only extremely powerful in Wu Gong but also capable of fighting; even if placed today, they are first-class incredible figures.

But I don't know what happened,

Since Murong Longcheng, the Murong clan seems to have been cursed; the descendants are one generation worse than the next.

But even so,

By Murong Bo's generation, no one in the Jianghu dared to underestimate the Murong clan!

Compared to Murong Fu, Murong Bo is a real expert, a real Great Grandmaster!

This person is proficient in all the Wu Xue of the world; not only has he practiced his own martial arts skill, Universe-Shifting, to the point of perfection,