Chapter 135 Who is Menggu?

Her breath hit Murong Ji's face, like the fragrance of orchids, accompanied by the snowy lotus fragrance that permeated his body.

Murong Ji bit the tip of his tongue lightly to make himself more awake, exhaled slowly, pushed Li Qinglu away, and covered her with the quilt.

Then he sat cross-legged and began to adjust his disordered breathing and calm himself down.

Tong Piaoyun frowned slightly and looked Murong Ji up and down. She didn't expect that it was really time for Murong Ji to break through!

I was a little shocked. How old is Murong Ji?! At their level, the higher they go, the harder it is to break through. It is very difficult to achieve perfection in the practice.

Perhaps, there is only one chance like this in this lifetime.

She did not interfere with Murong Ji anymore. To cut off someone's path was like killing his parents. If this kid failed to break through and he blamed her for it all, she would be in trouble.

After calming his mind, Murong Ji carefully sensed that his chest was also starting to feel hot.

With the essence, energy and spirit, you can start to gather the energy into a pill.

Murong Ji was immersed in the state of cultivation. Here, as long as he did not leave the cellar, he would not know the difference between day and night.

Now, he is very pressed for time and there is no need for him to know. Cultivation is like crossing a single-plank bridge. If he loses this opportunity, no one can say whether there will be another chance.

Naturally, he would not let it go and took it very seriously.

When Murong Ji opened his eyes, he saw a pair of eyes staring straight into his own.

At that moment, he was a little confused as to how there could be one more person in the cellar, but then he realized it was Li Qinglu.

Slowly dissipating the burning internal energy around his body, Murong Ji frowned slightly, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Li Qinglu didn't answer, but turned to look at Tong Piaoyun, the meaning was self-evident.

Murong Ji didn't ask any more questions. He turned around and took a look at the food in the middle. He touched it and found it was a little cold. He used his inner strength to heat it up and turned around to ask, "Have you eaten yet?"

Li Qinglu did not answer, but just smiled, took the food from Murong Ji's hand, and started eating it in small bites.

Murong Ji used his inner strength to heat it up again. He was just being polite, but he didn't expect her to be so rude.

After dinner, Murong Ji continued to immerse himself in his homework, extremely seriously.

There is an old saying that goes, "If you are not crazy, you will not succeed." When a person devotes himself to a task, the efficiency and progress will be very fast.

This is Murong Ji's current state. Many things that he didn't understand before, now seem to suddenly make sense and he understands them.

Tong Piaoyun looked at Murong Ji expressionlessly. His clothes were messy, his face was greasy, his mouth was full of stubble, and his hair was messy.

But his eyes became brighter.

There were bursts of voices coming from my ears, it was Xu Zhu's voice.

He frowned slightly and turned his head to glance inside the ice cellar. Tong Piaoyun was sitting cross-legged on a small cushion, practicing martial arts quietly.

Murong Ji sighed softly. Xu Zhu had not kept the commandments after all. He couldn't help but wonder, who was that woman? Li Qinglu?

[Don't let her sleep here anymore. ]

Although he had been meditating all the time and had slept in bed a few times, he still felt a little bored. He stopped paying attention and was about to flip through the books again when he felt something move behind him.

Murong Ji turned around and saw that the quilt almost covered the whole person. The person was leaning against him, covering his head, and said nothing.
Murong Ji frowned slightly and after lifting the quilt, he saw Li Qinglu looking at him with blurred eyes and a flushed face.

"You're awake." The voice was very soft, as if afraid of waking up Xu Zhu and the other two.

Murong Ji looked at the sweat on her forehead, probably the heat generated when he was practicing his internal energy.

The girl's body fragrance wafted into his nose, it was pleasant and a little intoxicating, coupled with Xu Zhu's voice, Murong Ji was ready to move again, and he could not suppress his anger.

"Don't get so close to me. When I disperse my internal energy, it will dissipate and you will feel it."

He pushed Li Qinglu away from behind him, moved some distance away, and watched coldly as she huddled up at the other end of the bed, hugging the quilt.

Murong Ji then closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in meditation.

The internal force in his body surged and moved like thunder breaking through the air, with great momentum, returning the elixir to life and pointing directly to the chest, five palms and six internal organs, Murong Ji passed through them with ease.

The Six Meridians Divine Sword has already trained the five internal organs. All the hard work in the past has now paid off and is helping him to break through.

The chest became increasingly burning with pain, and the Danzhong acupoint began to tremble slowly, as if something was converging there.

Tong Piaoyun walked over with a serious face and looked at Murong Ji again and again.

At this moment, Murong Ji's internal strength was thriving, almost to the point of transformation. This level of practice would have been difficult to achieve even in her most victorious period.

"It's a natural opportunity, and it's a miracle of destiny." Tong Piaoyun was a little dejected. She felt like she had lived a dog's life for the past ninety years.

Why did this kid have such an opportunity? How old is he? In his twenties, he has already walked the path of their lives. How far will he have to go in the future?

Can he really reach the level of Master Xiaoyaozi? ! !
She didn’t believe it, or rather, she didn’t dare to believe it! That was the extreme of the world, right? ! !
Tong Piaoyun sat on the cushion in a daze, thinking, if, she meant if, Li Qiushui had not attacked her, she had not retaliated against Li Qiushui, and her junior brother had not become disabled.

If the three of them were to concentrate on their practice, how high would their achievements be by now?

Can you have even 20% or 30% of the strength that my master had back then?
Murong Ji came back to his senses, slowly exhaled, and looked at the back of his hand. The skin was a little red from burning.

The temperature of the body was like a living thing, relying on the temperature in the ice cellar to slowly cool down. Turning around, I saw Li Qinglu, who was curled up in the quilt, looking at the opposite side with burning eyes.

His face was full of gossip, and it felt like he was watching some melodramatic TV drama.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly and was about to speak when a very heartbreaking voice came from the side.

"It's fate, there's no point in forcing it!" It was Xu Zhu. "It's impossible for me to kill someone."

He clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and whispered, "Amitabha, it is caused by past karma, and there is no gain or loss after the karma is over. The heart does not increase or decrease with the karma..."

Tong Piaoyun was so angry that she almost collapsed. Did her master invite these two people to do this to her? ! !
A greedy man tried every possible means to get the secret martial arts from her, including threatening and torturing a 96-year-old girl.

The other one, I finally convinced myself to train him as my successor, but he still doesn't make sense!
One seeks the truth earnestly, devoutly and selflessly, while the other is a bastard who always hides his head!

Tong Piaoyun exhaled slowly, looked at the child Xu Zhu chanting, and slapped him on the back of the head.

"Are you going to practice or not?! If you don't practice, you will never know who your Menggu is again!!"

(End of this chapter)