Chapter 166: Trip to Mount Huashan
The expression on Murong Xuan's face froze. He looked at his mother cautiously, but couldn't see anything. Then he moved in front of Murong Ji.

"When you go out to play, you must bring your brothers and sisters with you. You are not allowed to bully them, okay? If I find out, I will beat your butt until it blooms!"

Seeing Murong Xuan shrink his neck, Murong Ji's tone relaxed a little.

"You are my eldest brother, so you should act like one, understand!"

"understood."

"Go."

After watching them leave, Murong Ji's expression looked better. It was very strange that the Murong family had only one son from generation to generation.

It would be fine if there was only one child, but it is very strange that there are only sisters and no brothers.

He looked through the Murong family genealogy and found that there were quite a few descendants.

After thinking carefully, he felt a chill go straight to the top of his head. It was a miracle that he could survive in Murong family.

"Find someone to secretly watch these brats and see what they say to Xuan'er."

As soon as Murong Ji finished speaking, Lan Jian behind him said "yes" and left.

Picking up the information about Mount Hua again, Murong Ji read it carefully. Mount Hua is different from Mount Emei.

Huashan in this era has been developed to a certain extent. If there is any inheritance, it is in their hands.

During this period, the Huashan Sect was a major branch of Taoism, and the largest sect today is the Tiannv Sect.

This name is not well-known in later generations, but before the Northern Song Dynasty, it was a well-known Taoist sect.

It is impossible to trace the exact time when the sect was founded. The Tiannu Sect originated from the Taiji diagram of Nuwa and Fuxi. If we want to talk about the orthodoxy of Taoism, Longhushan cannot be the best.

The historical heritage is quite long, and then a figure emerged, Chen Tuan.

Strictly speaking, Chen Tuan is the successor of the Tiannv School.

During this era, Chen Tuan was the representative of the Tiannu School. After Chen Tuan, the Wenshi School (also known as the Hidden Immortal School) and Louguan Dao joined Huashan.

Murong Ji speculated that after the Quanzhen sect of Zhongnan Mountain moved south, the reason why Huashan accepted Hao Datong, in addition to the fact that he studied in the Tiannv Sect in his early years, was that he was considered a descendant of Chen Tuan.

If there was any inheritance, it would have been in the hands of the three sects long ago.

Murong Ji sighed deeply and felt that this trip was a bit difficult.

"When are you going to Huashan?" Yang Yueman handed the child to the maid beside her, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"In a few days."

Seven days later,

Murong Ji walked on the mountain path of Huashan and looked up at the mountain. If Taishan is for those who are stubborn, then Huashan is for those who refuse to obey...

Only when you arrive at Mount Huashan can you experience what it means to climb a mountain, it’s really like climbing.

Long before setting out, Murong Ji had sent a visiting card, in the name of a disciple of Zhang Boduan from Mount Tiantai, wanting to visit the senior Taoist master of the Tiannv Sect.

He was not sure whether his master Zhang Boduan's reputation would work, so he added "The Diagram of the Key to Sex and Life" as a bargaining chip.

If exchanging Taoism with them doesn't work, you can only rob them.

Murong Ji did not use any internal energy, but climbed the mountain with his own strength. When he reached halfway up the mountain, he suddenly saw a female Taoist priest sitting in meditation in the pavilion.

He was holding a kettle in his hand and drinking it bit by bit.

He didn't see her face, but for some reason, Murong Ji felt that she was waiting for him there.

Murong Ji bowed and said, "I am Murong Ji, and I am honored to meet you, Junior Sister."

To be precise, he is a Quanzhen believer, and the Golden Elixir Method also belongs to the Inner Alchemy Method. From Chen Tuan's perspective, they are of the same lineage.

Calling me junior sister is considered polite.

The woman paused while drinking water, turned around, looked at Murong Ji with some curiosity, and then returned to her attitude of being indifferent to everything.

There was a hint of indifference on that ethereal and clear face.

Simply put, a world-weary face...

Murong Ji waited for a while, and when he got a response, he looked up and saw the woman staring at him in a daze.

He frowned slightly and called out again, "Junior Sister?"

"Slurp, cough cough." The woman came back to her senses and looked Murong Ji up and down again.

Murong Ji was a little puzzled. He looked down at his own blue Taoist robe. He had only worn it a few times. [Is there a problem?]

"You are the one from Tiantai Mountain?! The disciple of Master Zhang?"

Murong Ji clasped his fists and said, "It is me."

The woman walked over and looked up and down at Murong Ji's Taoist robe, and even looked at her undergarment. "Poor Taoist, wow, wow, wow, these are all good fabrics. Are all people in Tiantai Mountain so poor?"

"I've heard from my master a long time ago that Mount Tiantai accepted a disciple who is stupid and rich... Ah, ahem, look at me, I actually speak the truth..."

Murong Ji: "..."

He was a little speechless. He didn't understand. Judging from their ages, he was much older than her. How could...

Then I looked at the steps she took, which were boring and casual. If she walked faster, her shoes would probably fly off.

It really broke Murong Ji's perception of women in the Song Dynasty.

Even the playful Li Qingzhao paid great attention to her personal image. She was a good girl in front of outsiders, but a little devil when there were no outsiders around.

He exhaled slowly, glanced at the Taoists beside him, and asked, "I haven't asked for your Taoist name yet."

"As for me, I don't have a Taoist name. I'm not a formal Taoist priest. I can't tell others my name casually."

"Then I won't ask." After all this time, it turned out to be a relative, so Murong Ji became a lot more casual.

He is not a genuine descendant of the Tiannu Sect, but he learned martial arts on this mountain, and his internal strength is not bad. This kind of person is either born extraordinary, or is a relative of someone in the sect.

After entering a cave and walking through the corridor, we saw the palace temple.

"Well, come in."

Murong Ji bowed to express his gratitude and then entered the temple. In the upper part of the temple was a picture of Nuwa, and on the lower left was a statue of the ancestor Chen Tuan.

Murong Ji first burned incense according to Taoist rules, and then bowed to the Taoist masters on both sides.

There is no need to worry about the issue of seniority. Anyone who can sit here must be of higher seniority than Murong Ji, otherwise it would be a provocation.

Even if there is a grudge, it would not become a fight in such an occasion.

When he looked up, he saw two familiar faces, the two old women who were invited by Li Qingluo to support Murong Ji.

"Ha, Senior, we meet again. Murong is very polite."

I bowed again as a token of my thanks. The two old ladies nodded slowly without saying much.

"I understand your intention."

Murong Ji was startled and turned to look in the direction where the voice came from. The person who spoke was not anyone present.

Instead, it was a young woman sitting cross-legged on a cushion next to the stone statue of Master Chen Tuan.

Murong looked at her face very carefully, and his heart skipped a beat. [Li Qiushui?! Faking her death?]

Then he reacted and looked at her temperament again. She was exactly the same as the woman in the Langhuan Jade Cave!
[Li Canghai!] He didn't expect that there really was a Li Canghai! In his impression, Li Canghai had died a long time ago, how could it be...

"senior."

"Well, you all go down."

"Disciple resigns"

Murong Ji watched the old men walk out of the door, and then he slowly regained his composure. Who wouldn't be excited or terrified if they did this?

"sit down."

Murong Ji dragged over a cushion and sat on the position where Li Canghai would attack.

"senior……"

Li Canghai stretched out his hand to interrupt him, looked Murong Ji up and down, and said: "I ask you to answer, you don't have to answer. Then you ask, and I answer."

"it is good."

Li Canghai thought for a moment and said, "You should have met my sister. So, have you inherited the Xiaoyao Sect?"

Murong Ji nodded, "Yes."

……

Murong Ji and the other person chatted for a long time with questions and answers. When Murong Ji had almost finished asking questions, he let out a long sigh.

Suddenly he thought of something, "Well, Wuyazi carved a statue of you in the Langhuan Jade Cave, you..."

Li Canghai felt a chill, "Stop talking! When I was young, I was so beautiful, and was pursued by many inexplicable people... I still feel that..."

Murong Ji was fine. It seemed that Wuyazi had indeed met Li Canghai. He looked at Li Canghai's face carefully. Although it was a bit impolite, he was curious.

These two sisters, who are more than ten years apart in age, look so similar that they are almost like twins. I have to say, their family genes are really strong!

"Have you seen enough?"

Murong Ji came back to his senses instantly, clasped his hands and said, "Sorry, senior, I'm just curious, you and Senior Li Qiushui..."

Li Canghai raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at him carefully again, and did not answer Murong Ji's question. Instead, he looked at Murong Ji and asked, "Tell me the truth, you are not her male lover, are you?!"

Murong Ji: "..."

I was speechless for a moment, but after thinking about it, I decided to explain: "With my background, I don't need to pay so much, right?"

"Well, that's true. So what do you think of me..."

Murong Ji jumped away instantly. He was lustful, but not so lustful as to think about a grandmother, even though she was more beautiful than an ordinary person.

"Senior, be careful with your words."

Li Canghai looked at Murong Ji with a half-smile, "That's good, come with me."

Murong Ji followed her out of the palace and temple and walked towards the other side of Mount Hua.

From a long distance, Murong Ji saw the long sky plank road.

However, this time it was not a plank road, but an iron skewer protruding from the cliff.

The two are far apart.

Murong Ji's face gradually became solemn. He looked down at the cliff. If he fell down, he would surely die.

No matter how good his martial arts skills are, he cannot guarantee that he will not die.

"Okay, if you regret it now, you can just go down the mountain."

Murong Ji shook his head, "Don't worry, senior. Since I embarked on this path, I have been ready for martyrdom."

"Then follow me."

Li Canghai jumped up and landed on an iron skewer several meters away from the cliff. He jumped again and landed on an iron skewer ten meters away.

Murong Ji's eyes lit up. There were indeed many masters among the three religions. He thought he was the best in the martial arts world, but now, they were not much worse than him.

He stepped lightly, as if he were a light goose, and landed on the iron skewer to find the next one.

The Murong family's light Kung Fu originated from the sword-wielding technique and has its own mysteries.

(End of this chapter)