Chapter 128: Mountain monsters?
He pushed hard but it didn't move. He was a little angry and turned around a few times. Then he said, "Little monk, you don't kill these animals, but you kill people! What a compassionate monk!"

Xu Zhu was horrified and quickly shook his head and waved his hands, "I, I didn't kill anyone!"

"Hmph! Grandma, if I can't drink the blood before noon, my whole body will be boiling with energy and I will be burned to death! Get out of here!"

Xu Zhu was in a dilemma, and after being pushed, he barely moved aside. He turned around and watched Tong Piaoyun drinking blood with big gulps, his face full of pity, and he clasped his hands together and silently recited scriptures.

In the afternoon, Tong Piaoyun passed on some of his skills to Murong Ji. Murong Ji had the Golden Elixir Method as a foundation, so he didn't care whether it was correct or not, as long as the general framework was enough.

With his current accumulation, he would be able to sense it if he found something wrong.

After finishing the exercise, Murong Ji felt the golden elixir in his abdomen was a little burning. His internal energy rushed to all parts of his body, feeling a little burning. He frowned slightly, but didn't realize anything was wrong.

However, this feeling is still very comfortable.

Seeing that Tong Piaoyun had also finished his training, he said, "Let's go."

The three of them changed places again.

Going further, you will reach deep mountains and forests. There is a small path that extends deep into the forests, and no one knows where it leads to.

As the sun sets, it quickly becomes dark in the forest.

The three of them were walking on the path. Tong Piaoyun looked at the stone in front of her, took a few quick steps, and sat down on it. She looked like a really naughty little girl.

"Let's take a break."

Murong Ji did not refuse. He cleared the weeds around him and looked at the sky outside through the shade of the trees. There was no problem and it would not rain.

There was still some venison left, enough for them to eat, but the little monk was in a very bad condition as he had been hungry for several days.

There's nothing we can do about it, it's his fault for not eating meat.

After eating, Murong Ji began to practice the Tianshan Six Yang Palm. These palm techniques need to be practiced well, understood thoroughly, and then incorporated into the Palm of Great Compassion and Great Mercy.

Tong Piaoyun was so angry that he choked his teeth. "Hey kid, how is Xiaoyao Sect's Kung Fu inferior to the Buddhist palm technique?! If you integrate the Six Yang Palm into it, I..."

Murong Ji glanced at her and said calmly, "The Great Compassion Palm is something I am most familiar with. That's all. The chances of being tricked by an old fox like you are small."

Tong Piaoyun's face turned pale and blue with anger. He wanted to say something, but suddenly swallowed his words and looked at Murong Ji with a smile.

Murong Ji naturally noticed her calm look of waiting for the future, and after thinking about it, he concluded that the only thing she could do was to practice the Eternal Youth Skill.

With the support of the Golden Elixir Method, he felt a lot more at ease. If anything went wrong, he could suppress it with his current skills.

He let out a breath, leaned against the stone and fell asleep quietly.

The next day, after preparing enough blood for Tong Piaoyun, they set off again. What surprised Murong Ji was that this time, Li Qiu Shui did not catch up with him.

I secretly left a mark for her to prevent her from getting lost.

As night fell, Murong Ji glanced at the listless Tong Piaoyun, and then looked at Xu Zhu, who was in much better spirits than Tong Piaoyun.

It's so tiring to travel.

In the forest at night, fog gradually rose, obscuring the moonlight. Coupled with the obstruction of leaves, the view in the forest became even more blurred.

Suddenly, Murong Ji stopped and tilted his ear slightly. In front of them, he heard faint sounds of fighting and shouting.

"What's wrong?" Tong Piaoyun narrowed his eyes slightly and asked.

Murong Ji did not answer, but continued to listen with his ear tilted. Gradually, the sound became louder and louder.

"There's someone ahead."

Tong Piaoyun subconsciously became nervous. Along the way, she was almost tortured into a madman by Li Qiu Shui.

After a while, a figure came out of the fog at an extremely fast speed.

"Who are you? Stop!" Murong Ji shouted, and secretly became alert. The people in front of him were making a sound, as if they were talking.

"Is it my cousin?"

Murong Ji frowned slightly. This was Wang Yuyan's voice. Isn't this nonsense? In the middle of the night, in the deep mountains and old forests, he suddenly saw his cousin.

Who wouldn’t be nervous? ! !

Murong Ji exhaled slowly, looked at Tong Piaoyun, and seeing the solemnity in her eyes, his heart began to beat fast.

Now, Murong Ji believed in these gods and ghosts. Looking at Tong Piaoyun's appearance, it was obvious that there was a story behind it.

Murong Ji thought for a moment, then asked, "Are you Wanqing?"

The other party was startled and uttered a soft "humph".

"Brother Murong, it's us."

Murong Ji was startled. This was Duan Yu's voice. He watched the figure getting closer and closer. The figure was much taller than the average person and did not look like a human at all.

Murong Ji raised his sword and the Tianwen Sword behind him was constantly vibrating, ready at all times.

The sound of footsteps gradually came, and the figures of two people gradually appeared. It looked like one person was carrying the other on his back.

Duan Yu came up to him with sweat all over his face, and Murong Ji let out a sigh of relief, looking the two of them up and down. They were both in a state of disgrace.

But he hadn't let down his guard yet, "Why are you here?"

Duan Yu smiled awkwardly and glanced at Wang Yuyan, "Well, I wanted to find you. Coincidentally, Miss Wang also wanted to find you."

Murong Ji glanced at Tong Piaoyun vaguely. The old guy had a blank expression and no sign of vigilance.

If there really were any mountain spirits or wild monsters, Tong Piaoyun would have warned him. Thinking of this, he slowly exhaled.

"Donor Duan."

"Ah, Master Xu Zhu, you are here too."

Murong Ji ignored the two people's conversation and turned to look at Wang Yuyan, "Didn't I tell you to go back to Gusu?"

Wang Yuyan felt a little aggrieved. She stood in front of Murong Ji with her head down and didn't say anything.

Murong Ji wanted to ask more, preferably to confirm Wang Yuyan's identity.

There were footsteps behind him again, very messy and heavy, obviously someone was chasing someone.

Murong Ji's pupils shrank sharply.

"Brother Murong, someone is chasing us! Let's run away quickly!"

Wang Yuyan suddenly raised her head and reached out to grab Murong Ji's arm, "Cousin, let's go quickly, those people are all masters, we are outnumbered..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a hissing laugh came from the top of the tree.

Murong Ji's face darkened. This is just a supporting role. Then I won't be polite. He pointed his sword and the Tianwen Sword behind him was instantly unsheathed and disappeared into the treetops in the darkness.

"Puff" the sound of a sword breaking through a body was heard. The next moment, a corpse fell down.

Murong Ji turned his head to look at Tong Piaoyun, wondering why she didn't suck the blood while it was still hot, when Tong Piaoyun rolled her eyes at him.

In just a short while, the surrounding jungle was filled with the sound of footsteps. They were surrounded by quite a few people.

Wang Yuyan hid behind Murong Ji and looked around carefully. If she fell into their hands, the end would be...

(End of this chapter)