Chapter 134: Preserving His Innate Life

Tong Piaoyun laughed angrily, "Haha, great, then Zhang Boduan's Taoist practice can reach the sky?!"

Murong Ji pushed away Tong Piaoyun's hand and said, "I don't know. Anyway, it is no worse than Longhu Mountain. From now on, my Quanzhen Sect will be one of the most important sects in Taoism."

"You're... talking nonsense!" Tong Piaoyun wanted to spit in his face. How shameless does one have to be to have such a dream?

"Quanzhen? Haha, what a small sect, not even a Taoist lineage, yet you dare to dream like this."

"Why don't you join my sect? I will teach you wholeheartedly and you will be the headmaster of my sect in the future. How do you think?"

"There's no need to ask why Quanzhen wants to continue its tradition. Haha, Quanzhen is happy? It's meaningless. As long as my Xiaoyao Sect..."

Murong Ji glanced at her. She was right. No one, including Zhang Boduan himself, could have imagined that the Quanzhen lineage could develop to the point where it could compete with the Zhengyi sect.

Murong Ji exhaled, "There is a record in Zhuangzi about Confucius being scolded, 'Your way is to be wild and eager, to be deceitful and false, and it is not true, so why bother to talk about it!'"

"Quanzhen, Quanzhen, preserve the true nature. If the Quanzhen Sect is founded on this, then it means to preserve the nature of nature, to improve the self, to study things to gain knowledge, to abandon delusion and return to the truth. It is to preserve the essence, energy, and spirit, and to preserve the innate nature and life."

Murong Ji's words made Tong Piaoyun sneer. He didn't bother to pay attention and turned to look at Xu Zhu.

Since Murong Ji is unwilling, it would be a good idea to let this little monk continue the Taoist tradition.

Murong Ji sighed lightly. Li Qiushui and Wuyazi already had disciples in the world, and Tong Piaoyun also had many disciples of his own.

Why do you have to be so stubborn and try to change a little monk's cognition? If Xu Zhu persisted in practicing in Shaolin Temple, his achievements would definitely not be low.

In the next few days, Xu Zhu did not eat a single bite. Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly. His will was really...

If it were me, I would have compromised long ago.

He put down the pen in his hand and walked out of the cellar. Not long into the palace, he saw the Empress Dowager Li Qiu Shui's carriage entering the palace gate.

Murong Ji frowned slightly. He was not sure whether Li Qiu Shui had returned. When he was thinking about how to confirm it, Princess Yinchuan Li Qinglu appeared.

She bowed politely to the bicycle frame and then got on the bicycle in a playful manner.

The carriage went all the way into the harem, and Li Qinglu did not get off.

Murong Ji frowned slightly. Has Li Qiu Shui come back yet?
He followed quietly into the harem and all the way to the cave. Murong Ji saw Li Qiu Shui slowly getting down from the car.

Li Qiu Shui, dressed in a royal robe, gave Murong Ji a feeling of elegance and luxury.

Standing next to Li Qinglu, she looks like her sister. Who would have thought that they are grandparents and grandchildren?
Just as he was about to leave, Murong Ji's heart skipped a beat. It was Tong Piaoyun who was lying in the shadow on the roof not far away.

Murong Ji thought for a moment, left quietly, and went to the kitchen to find some food.

Back in the cellar, Tong Piaoyun was stuffing duck meat into Xu Zhu's mouth.

Murong Ji shook his head, put the food aside, and continued with his homework.

As time went by, Li Qiu Shui really tried her best to find Tong Piaoyun's whereabouts.

During this period, Murong Ji discovered that Duan Yanqing came to report several times, and after a few days, Li Qiu Shui began to leave in a hurry.

Murong Ji didn't care. It was only a matter of time before Li Qiu Shui found this place. What he had to do was to drain Tong Piaoyun's knowledge before that.

Murong Ji sighed deeply. In fact, in terms of knowledge in martial arts, Li Qiu Shui was the most knowledgeable person.

Back then, he and Wuyazi collected martial arts from all over the world and melted them into the White Rainbow Palm Power, which was really hard to defend against. He wanted to ask Li Qiushui for advice.

He put down the paper and pen and began to meditate and regulate his breathing. His internal energy continued to flow through his meridians, causing his blood and qi to surge, and the temperature of his entire body gradually rose.

This feeling was very comfortable. After finishing the exercise, when he opened his eyes again, Tong Piaoyun carried a woman in. Judging from her clothes, she must be the princess of Western Xia.

Tong Piaoyun directly threw the woman onto the bed of Xu Zhu, who was dizzy from hunger.

"Who is this?" Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly. Is this Li Qinglu?

Tong Piaoyun looked at Murong Ji with a half-smile, "This is the successor trained by that bitch, Li Qinglu. Haha, I want to give that bitch a big gift!"

Murong Ji chuckled and said nothing more. Just as he turned around and picked up the pen, Tong Piaoyun asked, "Boy, Princess Yinchuan is beautiful. She must be the most beautiful woman in the world. Aren't you tempted?"

Murong Ji glanced at her, and Tong Piaoyun revealed Li Qinglu's face, which was indeed beautiful and elegant.

This face is somewhat similar to Li Qiushui, but compared with Wang Yuyan, it is a little lacking.

He shook his head and chuckled, "I can't afford it. You should give it to Xu Zhu."

Tong Piaoyun was stunned, unsure whether he was really not interested in women or was just practicing martial arts.

She frowned slightly and thought deeply. She had been waiting for a long time these past few days, but she didn't see the Pure Yang Power burning his meridians. She even suspected that he had used some secret method to solve the problem.

Later, after watching him practicing, I thought it might be because of the ice cellar.

"Boy, this Li Qinglu was originally brought to you by me, your grandma. The Immortality Changchun Gong is derived from the Pure Yang Gong. Both men and women can practice it. However, if you are not a virgin..."

Tong Piaoyun carefully looked at Murong Ji and continued, "You need some assistance, otherwise your body's meridians will not be able to withstand the extreme yang internal force."

Murong Ji said "Oh", and this reaction made Tong Piaoyun feel like he was punching cotton.

"Oh, okay! Just bear with it yourself. I want to see how you get through when your inner strength is boiling!"

Murong Ji glanced at her and continued to do his homework.

Tong Piaoyun thought for a moment and asked, "Boy, do you have a way to deal with the hot internal force of the Pure Yang Power?"

Murong Ji still didn't answer. He flipped through the notes on the formation in his hand, said no more, and immersed himself in his own world.

Tong Piaoyun's face was gloomy. He glanced at Li Qinglu, stripped her naked, and held her in Murong Ji's arms.

"I just don't believe it. You don't want to taste such a beauty."

Murong Ji looked at the large area of ​​paper stained with ink and put away the notes helplessly.

Holding the beauty in his arms, it is impossible not to be moved. This is an ice cellar, and Li Qinglu's inner strength has not yet reached the level of ignoring cold and heat.

She was so cold that she could only hug Murong Ji tightly to absorb warmth.

"Ah uh uh~It's cold~" The sound in her throat is tender, like a coquettish whisper, the voice is gentle and seductive.

Her slender hands, soft and smooth, kept reaching under Murong Ji's clothes, trying to find something to cover her body to keep out the cold.

Murong Ji was speechless. Tong Piaoyun's method was really... I don't know what kind of medicine he gave Li Qinglu.

(End of this chapter)