Chapter 158 Killing

However, there is a problem. Once people gain power, their courage will increase dramatically, making them prone to trouble.

Just like myself now, when I encounter a problem, the first solution I think of is how to eliminate the other party once and for all.

But things in this world cannot be solved by simply killing.

Murong Ji lowered his eyelids. This was the reason why the Quanzhen Sect had such strict rules.

After copying down the two scriptures, Murong Ji glanced around to check if there was anything missing.

There were more words on the other wall.

This was not carved with sword energy, but written with pen and ink. It was too long ago, and the ink was not clear enough. I carefully identified it and slowly read it out:
"The Tao is before us, and the body is naturally at peace. Why bother looking for it outside of the body? The human body is a combination of the three elements, and it is given to us by the Creator, and its use is very great."

"We humans have it every day but we don't know it. The saints have pity on us and show it to us through our own bodies. It means that the Tao is in our bodies and its key is in our eyes, so there is the Jinhua Zongzhi to show it."

Murong Ji's thoughts were a little subtle. This was the prologue of "The Jinhua Principle".

Copy it down and keep it.

I wanted to record my feelings again, but then I realized that my clothes were already covered with words from front to back, with no more space left.

"Hey, kid, you can't do this. Can't you just remember it in your head? If one day you get a great opportunity and see the method of ascending to immortality, it will be gone in a flash."

"Who's waiting for you to copy it down word by word? Are you stupid? No matter what, you have to practice to read it at a glance, engrave it in your mind instantly, and discern the true meaning of the scripture at a second glance."

Murong Ji was stunned for a moment. This was the truth.

But let's leave it at that for now. After putting the clothes away, Murong Ji began to search other places in the house, but there was nothing to see.

They are all daily necessities made from stones.

Murong Ji stretched lazily and said, "Let's go."

The three of them went down the mountain and saw the monkeys. Murong Ji's face instantly turned gloomy. He stared blankly for a long time before being pulled away by Tong Piaoyun.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, Deng Baichuan came up to them and said, "Master!" But he was stunned when he saw Murong Ji's expression.

His eyes were fierce, his brows were furrowed, and a murderous aura was looming. Deng Baichuan was shocked, his hair stood on end, and sweat broke out on his back.

"Brother Deng." Murong Ji called out, but did not say anything else, but it was obvious that there was more to come.

Deng Baichuan bowed and clasped his fists, "Master, give me your orders."

He waited quietly for Murong Ji's decision, feeling somewhat uneasy, not knowing what had happened.

"Brother Deng, bring a team of good fighters and come with me."

Murong Ji's voice was cold. He turned his head to look at everyone in the Murong family and took a deep breath.

At this moment, he had some enlightenment in his heart. What is authority in this world?
Authority is life and death!
When Deng Baichuan was arranging his team and waiting for others, Feng Boye came over quietly and whispered, "Brother, what happened?"

Deng Baichuan shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

About a hundred people were ready, and Murong Ji waved his hand and followed him into the mountain again.

Traveling through the jungles of Mount Emei, Murong Ji's face was gloomy and heavy. In the end, when he approached his destination, there was only determination in his eyes.

"Master, where are we going..."

Murong Ji glanced at Feng Boye and said in a deep voice: "Kill the monkey!"

"Kill the monkey?!"

Feng Bo'e was shocked and a little bit unbelievable. Murong Ji was not a person who killed indiscriminately! He would not kill anyone if he was not provoked.

After thinking for a while, he persuaded: "Sir, the monkeys in Mount Emei are indeed hateful. This is well known. Why do you have to get angry with the monkeys?"

Murong Ji shook his head and glanced at Deng Baichuan, who was also confused, and several close manor owners and gang leaders.

He said: "I am not that narrow-minded. These monkeys are different. You will know it after seeing them."

When everyone surrounded the area, Murong Ji did not rush to order a massacre, but asked them to wait one night. Only by letting them see it with their own eyes would they know.

Murong Ji let out a breath, gave some instructions, and left. He came into the cave again, feeling a little hesitant.

Lu Zu left these things behind because he wanted to pass them down, but now it is no longer possible.

When one group of monkeys comes in here, the next group can come in. There are quite a lot of monkeys in Mount Emei.

Murong Ji drew out the Tianwen Sword, and the sword energy vibrated, directly cutting off and destroying all the words and patterns on the wall.

After leaving the cave, the sky had darkened. Murong Ji looked down and saw that the group of monkeys were still worshiping the pile of stones in the moonlight.

Monkeys are very smart and can learn many things once they are taught.

He remembered that in his previous life there was a Kellogg experiment. Over a period of nine months, the gorillas became more and more like humans.

Murong Ji never doubted the intelligence and wisdom of primates such as monkeys and gorillas.

"Let's do it."

The sound reached everyone's ears, and about a hundred people drew their swords and put their bows and arrows on. There was no need to say anything. In their eyes, these monkeys were all spirits.

Murong Ji stood on the platform in front of the cave, looking up at the moon in the sky, his heart filled with coldness.

This has nothing to do with right or wrong, good or evil, it only matters your stance.

I can be stupid, I can be dumb, I can be a gentleman, I can be a villain, I can be anything. The premise is that my tribe is the master of this world, not food.

There were monkeys screaming and people shouting below.
……

At dawn, everyone went down the mountain, but none of the 100 people said a word. Except for Murong Ji, everyone had blood on their bodies, and they simply made up and changed their clothes.

Everyone started to rush towards Gusu.

On the way back, Murong Ji sat in the carriage, looking at the paper in front of him, and fell into deep thought.

He was a little hesitant. Both the inheritance of Lu Zu and the inheritance of Zhang Boduan were bright and prosperous paths, but they were incompatible. He had to take one of them as the foundation.

It would be fine if it was someone else, but it had to be a top boss like Lu Zu!
Still an extremely clear path forward!

Absorbing another person's inheritance is like wolfing down food; there is no way to savor it carefully and it can only be turned into nutrients.

He was reluctant to just abandon it like this.

Without choices, life would be difficult, and with too many choices, life would be painful. He had to be cautious when it came to his future.

After several days, Murong Ji did not make a decision. For more than a month, Murong Ji had been weighing the pros and cons. The road to immortality was long and he could not see the end or the way forward.

He also didn't know where these two options would lead to in the future.

I opened the curtain on the car window and looked at the two sides of the official road, staring blankly at the scenery outside. My face was calm for a long time.

Suddenly asked, "If it were you, how would you choose?"

This question was out of context. There was no one else around the carriage. He was asking about the diamond bracelet.

After waiting for a long time, there was no response. Murong Ji was not surprised. He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.

He wants to use Lu Zu's "Jinhua Principle" to cultivate the golden elixir method!
"Brother Deng."

As soon as Murong Ji finished speaking, Deng Baichuan rode over from outside the carriage, "Master, please give me your orders."

"It's nothing serious. If I come across any sights or interesting places along the way, I'll take my brothers out to relax."

"Yes"

A journey of half a month took them two months.

During these two months, Murong Ji often consulted Tong Piaoyun and Li Qiushui, wrote letters to Su Shi, and also wrote letters to Shi Yuan.

When he received the reply, Murong Ji was about to return to Gusu.

After getting off the boat, he felt completely relieved when he saw Mu Wanqing coming to greet him. He looked around and found that Yang Yueman did not come to pick him up.

[What's going on? After not seeing each other for a long time, has the relationship between husband and wife become less intense? ]

"Who are you looking for?"

Murong Ji looked down and saw Mu Wanqing pouting, a little angry. He gently pinched Mu Wanqing's nose and said, "With you here, why would I think about anyone else?"

"Hmph! You're such a smooth talker!" Mu Wanqing turned away tenderly and said sourly, "You're thinking about your wife, right? After all, she belongs to your Murong family!"

Murong Ji sighed softly, "Aren't you the same? I am Murong Ji's man."

"You're just fooling me!" Suddenly, she thought of something, "Humph, your wife is sulking right now! Such a romantic! She's even chased him all the way to Yanziwu, let's see how you're going to explain this time?"

Murong Ji was completely confused. Just as he was about to ask for details, he saw Li Qinglu walking towards him, looking charming and seductive while still maintaining the dignity of a princess.

Murong Ji's head buzzed, and he thought to himself: [Why is she here? ! ]

Subconsciously, he turned his head to look at Li Qiushui, but this guy ignored him. [Are you here to pick up Li Qiushui? ]

The next moment, Murong Ji's lucky mentality was completely shattered. Li Qinglu walked up to Murong Ji, looked at him lovingly, and said softly: "My dear, you are back."

Li Qinglu's voice was gentle and clear, but it made Murong Ji feel numb all over and his face became even gloomier.

"Don't yell, I..."

Before he could finish his words, Murong Ji was stunned. Li Qinglu took out...a marriage certificate!
Marriage certificate!!
There was no such thing as a concubine in this era. The wife was married in a formal ceremony, and there was only one person, Yang Yueman. The dignity of the main wife had to be maintained.

Murong Ji exhaled, "I haven't signed a marriage certificate with you. If you want to stay, just be my concubine."

A concubine is not only property, but also an insult. For a person of status, it is a great shame.

After saying that, he ignored Li Qinglu's reaction and walked towards Chanhe Manor with a gloomy face. He entered the room and did not see Yang Yueman. "Where is the Madam?"

"My Lord, the lady is in the back garden."

Murong Ji hurried over. This kind of thing would be very annoying for anyone. Walking into the garden, looking from a distance, Yang Yueman was alone, looking very desolate.

Sitting there alone, watching the fish in the pond.

Murong Ji quietly walked over, and when he saw Yang Yueman tilting her head slightly to look at him, he pretended to be relaxed and asked, "Why are you here alone?"

Yang Yueman threw the fish food in his hand into the pond and asked, "Did you leave her here?"

Murong Ji looked at Yang Yueman's expression carefully, and didn't see how sad she was.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Indeed, the two of them did not have a very deep emotional foundation.

(End of this chapter)