Chapter 108 Hero Post

Each sword is a move.

"Interesting, this is actually a set of swordsmanship." A complete set of swordsmanship slowly emerged in Murong Ji's mind.

He had seen disciples from Lingjiu Palace, and their swordsmanship was very similar to the two people he met in Wuliang Mountain in Dali.

Follow the girl into the hall.

"Senior, please wait here. I will go and report to the master."

Murong Ji nodded, and then he looked around by himself. This hall was quite good, and could accommodate nearly a thousand people.

Right above, there was an extremely large screen that was nearly twenty meters long and over two meters high.

Drawn above are the mountain range direction and scenery of the Tianshan Mountains.

Looking through the screen, you can vaguely see what is happening behind, but it is a little hazy and not clear.

All you can see behind the screen is that there are three steps at the top, and on the steps is a couch.

Murong Ji was just about to cross the couch when he heard a clear, delicate voice from behind him, which was cold and soft.

"who?!"

Turning around, he saw that he was also a disciple of Lingjiu Palace, and was dressed the same as the girl who had just brought him here.

"Are you the new cave master? Are you here to pay your respects to Tong Lao?"

Murong Ji was startled, a series of thoughts flashed through his mind, and then he bowed and said: "That's right, this is my first time here, and I have never seen such a big scene, please forgive me, Holy Envoy."

The girl looked Murong Ji up and down and asked, "Which cave master handed down your skills?"

Murong Ji's eyes turned, "Lord of the Qiankun Cave, Qiankun Qiankun Cave, Li Ze (another name for Taihu Lake)."

The girl frowned slightly. She didn't remember such a person. "Qiankun Cave! Why don't I remember such a cave master?!"

Murong Ji bowed again: "Newcomer... Damn it!"

The next moment, the girl drew her sword and stabbed at him, but Murong Ji's Crane Control Skill instantly restrained her sword.

"I know all the thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands by heart. I have also seen those who can enter this Lingjiu Palace! Who are you?"

The woman pulled at the sword that Murong Ji was holding, but it didn't move at all, so she knew the strength of his opponent.

Murong Ji curled his lips. He thought he could fool people, but who would have thought.

"Qingshuang, stop!"

The woman who had brought him up the mountain came over, pressed down Cheng Qingshuang's arm holding the sword, and handed the sword completely to Murong Ji.

"Excuse me, senior. Lingjiu Palace generally does not allow people to come up."

Murong Ji handed the sword back, watched the girl named Cheng Qingshuang put away the sword, and looked her up and down.

His strength was only second-rate. He remembered that Cheng Qingshuang was the leader of Lingjiu Palace.

Without the Child-Fairy from Heaven, how could he suppress those top-notch masters under his command?

Murong Ji remembered that among those people, there was a man named Zhuo Bufan who was very powerful.

No wonder, without the protection of the Child-Fairy of Tianshan, these people could not defend the Lingjiu Palace with their natural defenses.

"What did Tong Lao say?"

Fu Minyi said: "Senior, Lingjiu Palace is not convenient for receiving guests now. Please stay here temporarily and wait for the cave masters and island masters to come, then..."

Murong Ji smiled and said, "Okay, please arrange a room for me."

Not long after, Murong Ji followed Fu Minyi into a room. From the attire, it was clear that it was a female disciple's room that had just been vacated. [There are only female disciples in Lingjiu Palace.]

There were still some books and notes on the table that had not been put away yet.

"Senior, these beddings and supplies have just been replaced. Please take a look and see if there is anything that does not suit your taste..."

Murong Ji sniffed the fragrance in the air gently, "Mm, very good, let's leave it like this."

"Then please stay with us for a few days, Senior."

Murong Ji let out a breath, nodded, and after seeing Fu Minyi off, he slowly walked around the house. It was indeed a little girl's room, with its somewhat childish layout and decoration.

This girl should not be very old.

Then he found a few books with some notes on them. The small and beautiful handwriting was very pleasing to the eye. They all recorded some homework experiences.

For example, how to practice sword skills, when to clean the yard, etc.

As he watched, Murong Ji suddenly frowned. The first part was fine, but the moves at the end were a bit wrong, with lots of mistakes.

Murong Ji had nothing to do anyway, so he started to make corrections, feeling as if he was correcting primary school students' homework.

I remembered the sword techniques on the rockery and wrote them down as a gift for this little girl.

In the next few days, Murong Ji stayed in his room, reading and studying, and refining his internal strength.

Suzhou, Yanziwu,

In the lobby of the Murong family, the portrait of the ancestor Murong Chui that was originally hung on the main hall disappeared, and was replaced by a painting of the word "Tao".

Under the word "Tao", there was a table and chairs, but it was empty at this moment.

On the left side, there were two chairs and a coffee table placed diagonally. Sitting on them were two old ladies whom no one knew.

There are twelve chairs on each side from left to right, and a coffee table between the two chairs.

In the first seat on the left, Li Qingluo sat there steadily, drinking tea slowly and not bothering to pay attention to anyone.

She is proud by nature, and there is someone who can really make her stand up to greet him, but he hasn't arrived yet.

Most of the guests were placed outside the living room by Feng Bo'e and other four generals.

Suddenly, Li Qingluo raised her eyebrows and looked at a maid who walked in with her head bowed. She was in her forties and was Li Qingluo's personal maid. She knew many martial arts masters.

The maid walked behind Li Qingluo and whispered in her ear, "Miss, Master Xuanbei from Shaolin Temple is here."

Li Qingluo nodded, handed the tea to the maid standing beside her, stood up and walked towards the door.

Just after leaving the living room and taking a few steps, Deng Baichuan walked in towards Monk Xuan Bei.

"Master Xuanbei, long time no see." Li Qingluo bowed slightly and stood up.

Monk Xuanbei clasped his hands together and nodded slightly: "Amitabha, Mr. Li, how are you?"

"Please come in. Let's not talk about the past for now. I would like to ask you to support us today, even though this is a matter between our two families."

Li Qingluo made way and led Xuan Bei into the living room. After leading Xuan Bei to the first chair on the right, she saw a person sitting on the second chair next to it.

Li Qingluo was slightly stunned and a little surprised. She really didn't notice this person just now.

He looked the man up and down. He was wearing grey clothes and robe and had an ordinary face. Then he saw the shiny bald head and felt that he looked familiar. For a moment he couldn't remember who he was, but then he suddenly realized.

"Hey, I was wondering why you didn't announce the arrival of Master Xuanci. You're being so secretive, are you afraid you've done something wrong?!"

The gray-robed man put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, please help me hide my identity, Mr. Li. This time when I go down the mountain, I have borrowed an identity, Mr. Chi Ruichi."

(End of this chapter)