Chapter 103: Gaining Fame

Either you seek a breakthrough yourself or find a martial arts master to be your gang leader.

By the time those people realized what was happening, it was too late. Murong Ji thought for a moment and said, "Fourth brother, I need you to do something."

"My lord, order."

"Qiao Feng's adoptive parents are ordinary people. If I wanted to frame Qiao Feng, I would have killed them and framed them."

"Killing one's father and mother is the most intolerable thing. You should go to Shaoshi Mountain and send Qiao Feng's parents to Shaolin Temple. Then lead the Shaolin disciples to ambush the murderer there as evidence."

Feng Bo'e's pupils narrowed slightly. He probably understood Murong Ji's meaning and asked, "Young Master, do you suspect that the person who framed Qiao Feng and the person who killed the eldest young master are the same group of people?"

Murong Ji neither denied nor admitted it. He warned: "That man is quite powerful, be careful not to fall into his hands."

Feng Bo laughed, "No matter if the murderer is from Shaolin Temple or not, if they are sent to Shaolin Temple, Shaolin Temple will definitely not dare to let anything happen to them."

After saying that, he turned and walked out.

Murong Ji turned to Wang Yuyan and said, "Stay in the inn for a while. When we're done, we'll go back together."

After leaving the inn, the sky had turned gloomy. "It looks like it's going to rain!"

Murong Ji watched Bao Bu Tong gather people, and when most of the good fighters had come out, he jumped on his horse, and a group of dozens of people headed out of the city.

The remaining people will be taken over by the owners of the respective manors.

When they were halfway through the journey, it suddenly started to rain heavily. The weather changed so quickly that they didn't even have a chance to take shelter from the rain. They were soaked in an instant.

Murong Ji wiped the water droplets from his face and looked at the team of dozens of people almost submerged in the heavy rain.

Urge your horse to catch up with the person in front.

"Sir! There are Xixia soldiers guarding ahead."

Murong Ji looked at the direction accurately and confirmed that they were Western Xia soldiers. Three sword energies shot out instantly, and with the help of rain, he saved a lot of effort.

As soon as he made a move, the Murong family members around him took action one after another. When they passed by, a team of more than ten Western Xia soldiers were almost killed.

Those who didn't die were stabbed again.

This military uniform and leather armor are good things, and their sabers and horses are rare.

In any era, the control of military equipment is very strict.

He watched as the men collected the spoils and hurriedly buried the body in the rain, then continued on their way.

"Sir, the Tianning Temple is ahead! The Xixia soldiers are guarding it tightly. If we attack like this, there will be heavy casualties."

Murong Ji looked in the direction Bao Bu Tong pointed and frowned slightly. It's really amazing, it's raining heavily, and these people would also keep watch?
The Song Dynasty was different from later generations. Sometimes colds could really kill people.

"Sir, this Helian Tieshu is quite capable. He has sent people to guard the key points around Tianning Temple. It's not easy to sneak in secretly."

Murong Ji frowned slightly, wiped the rain off his face, and said, "I'll lead the charge, and you guys go in and quickly search for the Beggars' Sect and others. Don't give Helian Tieshu a chance to react."

Bao Bu Tong hesitated for a moment, and before he could say anything, Murong Ji urged his horse forward.

As we approached Tianning Temple, the rain could no longer block out the sound of horse hooves.

"who!"

Murong Ji jumped up and flew directly to the gate wall of Tianlong Temple. He glanced at the yard in the rain, and six sword energies shot out instantly.

Each sword energy killed a Xixia soldier.

As he entered the yard, several guarding soldiers attacked with swords in hand. Murong Ji waved his left hand, and the sword energy came down, killing them directly.

He turned his right hand and slapped the temple door with his palm of great compassion, and the heavy door panel was instantly shattered.

Murong Ji walked towards the corridor beside him under the rain.

Entering the corridor to avoid the rain, Murong Ji took a deep breath and shook his whole body. Most of the water droplets on his body were instantly shaken off. His clothes were half dry and he felt much more comfortable.

A group of masters from the Murong family rushed into the Tianning Temple and split into groups of three to search the entire temple.

Murong Ji walked in the corridor and headed towards Tianning Temple.

As soon as I entered the hall, I saw Helian Tieshu sitting right above me, enjoying a feast of fish and meat.

Seeing Murong Ji coming in, Helian Tieshu was stunned for a moment, "Who are you?!"

Murong Ji didn't say much. The Tianwen sword behind him was unsheathed in an instant, and shot out like lightning in the rain. When he put the sword back into the sheath, a bloody hole was left on Helian Tieshu's heart.

The rest of the guards only just reacted. It was too fast.

"General!"

The two of them met for less than three breaths before they met each other for life and death! Who could have imagined this? !
Murong Ji had a blank expression on his face as the six sword energies silently reaped their lives.

After making sure that no one was alive, Murong Ji turned and left.

People from the Murong family came in later and cleaned up the battlefield.

Armor is a good thing, as well as military horses, sabers, etc. These are things that cannot be bought in the Song Dynasty.

Murong Ji looked back and saw the hundred or so Xixia soldiers in Tianning Temple. The things they had were enough to offset the expenses of the Murong family's trip.

If you calculate carefully, you can still make a small profit.

There is no way, military horses are valuable, especially in the Song Dynasty.

"Sir! This way!"

Murong Ji was startled, and walked over quickly into the yard. He glanced at the corpse on the ground. This was a master from the Murong family.

After checking his pulse, he was found to be completely dead. He frowned slightly. His back was broken by a kick from someone.

Due to the heavy rain and rumbling thunder, the sound of fighting inside the temple could hardly be heard.

Following the trail of blood, as soon as I entered the temple, I saw two people fighting in the rain.

We were a little far away and it was hard to tell who was who for a moment.

"The Master is here!"

The two men separated instantly, and by the time Murong Ji stepped forward, one of them had already jumped onto the top of the wall.

Looking at this movement, how could Murong Ji not know who it is? It’s Yun Zhonghe!

Yun Zhonghe stood on the wall, glanced at Murong Ji through the rain, and fled out of Tianning Temple without saying a word.

"Don't run, you evil villain!" Bao Bu Tong said as he was about to chase after him.

Murong Ji grabbed him and said, "You can't catch up with him. Yun Zhonghe is quite strong and has a very high level of Qinggong. It will take some effort for me to catch up with him now. If I want to kill him, I can only surprise him."

Bao Bu Tong frowned, "Sir, have you ever fought with him?"

"Yeah, we fought each other in Dali, but I didn't catch up."

Bao Bu Tong was speechless for a moment. The Murong family's lightness skills and the sword-wielding style that they mastered from the Longcheng sword technique were the best in the world!

He knew that Murong Fu's lightness skill was extremely powerful, and he had also seen that the old patriarch Murong Bo's lightness skill was the best in the world.

"Is Yun Zhonghe so powerful?"

"Hurry up and search the Tianlong Temple. Pack up all the secret scriptures and golden Buddha statues for me."

Bao Bu Tong was stunned, "Sir, this..."

(End of this chapter)