Chapter 188 Master, the disciple is back
Li Xun's face changed and he took a step back.

The first palm strike missed, and the second palm strike followed. He attacked too quickly, and Li Xun was a step slower. After several moves, he was always at a disadvantage.

The Nine Yang Ruler suddenly swept across, Murong Ji's pupils shrank, he did not dare to take it head-on, and took a step back abruptly.

This kind of magic weapon has some characteristics and is extremely powerful.

As soon as Murong Ji retreated, Li Xun chased after him without thinking, attacking him continuously and dragging him with the Nine Yang Ruler.

Finding the right opportunity, Li Xun struck out with one foot, catching Murong Ji off guard.

In a hurry, Murong Ji resisted with the Tianwen Sword.

"when!"

The Nine Yang Ruler was so powerful that it made Murong Ji's arms numb and the Tian Wen Sword almost slip out of his hand.

Murong Ji quickly changed his hand and, with the help of Li Xun's strength, retreated rapidly.

After the two of them pulled away and stood still, Murong Ji had time to adjust his right arm. At the same time, he was still a little confused, [Is the Nine Sun Ruler a heavy weapon? ! ! ]

He took a closer look at Li Xun's Nine Yang Ruler, a flat-peaked jade ruler that was entirely fiery red. This weapon was somewhat similar to a combination of a sword and a mace.

The next moment, the two of them attacked together, and within a short period of time, they had already exchanged more than ten moves. Murong was extremely sure that this ruler had the effect of increasing weight.

After confirming what he wanted, he stopped confronting him head-on and swung his sword, releasing endless sword energy.

Li Xun was caught off guard and his arm was pierced. He took a step back and stared at his wound with a gloomy face.

He shouted angrily, "How dare you use magic in the city! You have no regard for human life!"

Murong Ji's face was gloomy. Li Xun's cultivation was much higher than his. If the sect steward didn't come, he would not be able to escape!

Murong Ji stepped forward, and with his fierce sword skills, he stabbed Li Xun's vital points.

Lu Zu's swordsmanship was extremely fierce. After more than a dozen sword strikes, if Li Xun had not relied on his advanced skills and dodged quickly, he would have been seriously injured and fallen to the ground.

Only then did Li Xun discover that Murong Ji's sword energy seemed to have consciousness and was extremely difficult to deal with under his control. The power of the sword energy was also quite great.

"Qingyun Sect doesn't have this kind of magic! Who the hell are you?"

Murong Ji ignored it and took advantage of his illness to kill him! If he had the upper hand now and didn't expand the battle, he would be a complete idiot.

Li Xun was so furious that he didn't care whether he was in the city or not. Countless flames burst out and pounced on Murong Ji.

Murong Ji flew backwards with light steps, away from the attack range of the flames, flying in the air, and countless sword qi shot into the flames.

Murong Ji didn't know how much power of the sword energy that passed through the flames was left, but in any case, Li Xun was in trouble.

The Nine Yang Ruler came flying from the flames at an extremely fast speed. The ferocious look on Murong Ji's face flashed away, and he used all his strength to use the Dragon Capturing Technique.

Two white and red palm forces were like Murong Ji's hands, tightly grasping the Nine Yang Ruler.

While pulling, he controlled the sword energy to disturb Li Xun and distract him.

[Opportunity!] Murong Ji snatched the Nine Yang Ruler and with the rush of his true energy, he severed the connection between Li Xun and the Nine Yang Ruler.

"You! How dare you!" Li Xun was shocked and angry. He never thought that his magic weapon would be taken away!

It is such a shame and humiliation to have my magic weapon taken away by someone!

He was so angry that the flames in his hands surged, and in an instant a fire dragon formed above his head.

"stop!"

An angry roar came from the sky.

Murong Ji's heart trembled and he looked up. He saw a figure standing in the air with a sword. The distance was too far to see his expression clearly, but the flowing cloud Taoist robe of Qingyun Sect was clearly visible.

Murong Ji breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to look. Li Xun's fire dragon instantly disappeared into thin air.

Behind him, an old man appeared out of nowhere.

The old man glanced at Murong Ji with a calm and gratified look, as if he was looking at a good descendant of the next generation.

Murong Ji frowned slightly, somewhat confused as to what this deacon from Fenxiang Valley was up to.

The old man bowed to the sky and said, "Brother Shang, it's too serious for two juniors to fight. I think we should just forget it."

The man in the sky sighed, landed, glanced at Murong Ji coldly, and scolded: "Which peak are you from? How dare you disregard human lives and fight in the city! It's simply outrageous!"

Murong Ji's face looked a little ugly. Judging from his appearance, he was a middle-aged man with a square appearance. He bowed to the man and said, "Disciple Dazhu Peak Murong Ji, greetings to Uncle Master."

"Oh, alright, alright, Senior Brother Shang, why are you so angry? The youngsters are ignorant..."

"Hmph! Junior Brother Gu, how can you let this go? You dare to use your status as a disciple of a big sect to attack in the city today! Tomorrow you dare to use your status to kill and rob! Tell me, it's right or not!"

"You are so arrogant that you look down on everyone!" Shang Baoming glanced coldly at Murong Ji and Li Xun, mocking them sarcastically and without any politeness.

Gu Shangcheng's face froze, looking a little ugly, and he smiled awkwardly, "Senior Brother Shang is right, but..." The old man looked around, "I don't think it has caused any serious consequences, why not..."

"No! We must investigate this to the end!" Shang Baoming turned to Murong Ji and shouted, "After you return to the mountain, you will go to the Discipline Hall to receive your punishment! I will report this to the sect! I will punish you severely!"

Gu Shangcheng stretched out his hand to stop him, but seeing that he had already said the words, he said, "Oh." He let it go somewhat helplessly, "Then let it be."

After saying this, his eyes pierced Murong Ji like a knife, and finally his eyes fell on his hand, "I'd like to trouble you, nephew, to return the magic weapon to us."

Murong Ji glanced at Shang Baoming, and when he nodded, he returned the Nine Yang Ruler to them, feeling reluctant to part with it, as the Nine Yang Ruler was a treasure. It was a divine weapon of the Nine Heavens.

How many Nine Heavens Divine Soldiers are there in this world?

Each of the Nine Heavens Divine Weapons is different, with different effects and functions, and power varies.

The most important thing is that the longer the gestation time, the greater the power!

I heard from Master Tian Buyi that the most powerful Nine Heavens Divine Weapon currently possessed by Qingyun Sect is the Seven-Star Sword, which is a magic weapon bred and passed down by successive generations of ancestors from Tongtian Peak.

The next are the Tianya Sword and the Moxue Sword.

Next are the Dragon Slaying Sword and the Xuanyuan Sword. These two Nine Heavens Divine Weapons have just been conceived and are not very powerful, but they are extremely famous.

Exhaling slowly, Murong Ji suppressed his thoughts.

"I won't delay Senior Brother Shang from dealing with the disciples. Bye." Gu Shangcheng clasped his fists towards Shang Baoming and turned around and left without paying attention to his reaction.

Murong Ji looked at the backs of the people in Fenxiang Valley, his eyes darkened, and then he looked at Shang Baoming.

Seeing his solemn expression, he bowed and said, "Thank you, uncle, for protecting me."

Shang Baoming hummed and asked, "Although Fenxiang Valley is overbearing, they are always reasonable. Why did you start a fight with them?"

Murong Ji exhaled slowly, and just as he was about to tell the story of murder and blood-taking in Fenxiang Valley, he stopped in an instant. This matter could not be confirmed.

If he can't explain himself clearly with just his mouth and a woman as evidence, he will get into trouble. It would be better to tear down a few of his disciples.

"Reporting to Master Uncle, I encountered several disciples of Fenxiang Valley who were killing people and committing evil deeds. We had a conflict and they bit me back."

"Then I was misunderstood by Li Xun and others, so..."

As he spoke, Murong Ji looked at the woman standing beside the road. Shang Baoming also looked over and instantly understood what was going on.

Beauty is a disaster. That woman is not very good-looking, but after practicing, her body will undergo earth-shaking changes. At that time, with this woman's foundation, she will definitely be a beauty.

What's more, this woman is so pitiful and lovable...

Shang Baoming sighed softly and couldn't help but remind him, "Dazhu Peak has always had few people. You are a true disciple, so you must be aware of the strict rules of the sect."

Murong Ji was stunned. What was going on? He glanced at the woman, a little speechless. He decided not to explain, as it would only cause trouble if he explained it clearly.

Murong Ji stayed here for a few days before heading north back to Qingyun Sect. Along the way, he walked very slowly, which was really tiring.

Qingyun Mountain was in sight, and Murong Ji's bitter face finally showed a smile.

Without having time to go home to see his parents, he took the woman directly to Dazhu Peak.

As soon as he put away his sword, he saw Sixth Senior Brother washing rice. "Sixth Senior Brother, long time no see."

Du Bishu was shocked, "Junior brother! How old are you?! Five years after leaving the mountain, your child has grown this big?!!"

Murong Ji's face darkened instantly. At the age of sixteen or seventeen, it was indeed time to get married, but they, the cultivators, were not included in that category.

"Stop teasing me, Sixth Brother, where is the Master?"

Du Bishu pointed at Shoujing Hall and muttered, "Junior brother, you'll just have to fend for yourself." After that, he walked into the kitchen carrying the rice washing basin.

Murong Ji knew in his heart that what happened in Nayong City had been reported back.

The one who suffered in this incident was not him, but Li Xun.

No matter how things develop in the end or what kind of rumors spread, as the eldest and most direct disciple of Fenxiang Valley, he will have the greatest influence.

Murong Ji brought the woman into the courtyard of Shoujing Hall.

"Master, the disciple is back."

"Get in here!" Tian Buyi's voice was like thunder, exploding in his ears.

Murong Ji exhaled slowly, looked back at the woman holding the child, and walked in.

In the Shoujing Hall, the master and his wife sat at the top seat, and at the lower seat on the left was an elder of the Qingyun Sect whom he had never seen before.

The eldest and second brothers stood by and served.

"Evil disciple! Kneel down!"

Murong Ji knelt down with a plop. The woman behind him hesitated for a moment, then knelt down with the child in her arms.

He looked aggrieved, timid and weak, just like when he brought his wife and children home to meet his parents-in-law and was not recognized.

Tian Buyi's insults and scoldings were stuck in his mouth for a moment. He felt so angry that he couldn't vent it and was shaking all over.

"you you you……"

The elder who was sitting next to him drinking tea said with a smile: "Brother Tian, ​​what's the big deal? Why are you so angry? It shouldn't be that serious."

"We in Qingyun Sect have always been strict in teaching our disciples. I don't believe that my disciples would fight with their righteous peers for a woman after leaving the mountain. Otherwise, let's listen to what he has to say first."

Tian Buyi seemed to be waiting for him to say this, and picked up a cup of tea, "Why don't you tell the truth now!"

(End of this chapter)