Chapter 191 This Peak Declines, His Peak Grows

In the eyes of heaven and earth, any cultivator is a thief.

Braving the rain, Murong Ji headed quickly towards Cao Miao Village. When he arrived, he couldn't see clearly what was happening below.

He lowered the flying sword slightly and arrived at the entrance of the village, only to find that it was in a mess and the thatched temple had been destroyed.

All that was left was a deep pit. He wiped the rain off his face and flew into the village on his sword.

The whole village was in deathly silence.

"Crack!" Another flash of lightning.

Suddenly the situation in the village was reflected, with corpses everywhere!

Murong Ji's heart skipped a beat, and when he looked again, he saw endless darkness. Without time to think, he was about to go forward to investigate when lightning flashed again.

Murong Ji's heart suddenly skipped a beat!
There was a figure standing in the middle of the village! For a moment, Murong Ji was a little confused and couldn't react. [Puzhi!]

He turned and left without any hesitation, flying towards the village entrance on his sword.

After disappearing into the forest, Murong Ji let out a breath and cursed himself inwardly. He was so stupid. What was he doing here?!

He couldn't save them.

Just as I was about to leave, I saw a piece of rag flashing above my head in the flash of lightning. It looked like a piece of canvas that was torn casually and used to wipe feet.

Murong Ji's heart moved. The murderous aura rising from the rag, he instantly knew what it was, the Poison Blood Banner!
[The magic weapon made with three hundred lives? ! ! ]

But at this time, it was already in tatters and its power was greatly reduced. Murong Ji thought for a moment, then stretched out his hand and pulled down the canvas.

nice one!
Cangsong's strength is no worse than his master Tian Buyi, so the things he uses will naturally not be bad!
After he put it away, Monk Puzhi, who was worried and crazy, chased after him. Murong Ji stayed in the wet puddle for a long time before he flew down the mountain on his sword.

After entering the room, changing clothes, and lying on the bed, I began to think, [I better not tell my senior brother, it’s hard to explain.]

After what happened in Cao Miao Village, this was all he could do, and he felt much better.

Suddenly, Murong Ji sat up and spread the torn canvas on the table. [This thing needs to be dealt with as well.]

Then, he picked up paper and pen and began to carve the pattern on it. The pattern was badly damaged and a large piece was missing.

Murong Ji imitated the passage engraved on the Vajra Bracelet and began to design a draft on his own, but he didn't know whether it would work or not.

Just put it away and go to sleep.

Early the next morning.

Murong Ji walked out of the room and saw that his senior brother had also gotten up, so he greeted him. "Senior brother, it rained heavily last night."

"Yes, this kind of rain is rare, a bit like..." At this point, Song Daren's tone suddenly paused and he did not continue.

After breakfast, Murong Ji said goodbye to his parents, and walked out of Heyang City with his senior brother Song Daren, carrying bags and small bags. They flew towards Qingyun Mountain on their swords through the woods outside the city.

"Junior brother! Wait, something's happening down there!"

Although Murong Ji was prepared in his heart, he was also shocked when he looked down. Cao Miao Village was covered in blood!

The rain spread out the blood, dyeing a large area of ​​land red, which was extremely eye-catching when viewed from the sky.

"Don't be stunned! Save people!"

Murong Ji swooped down immediately and landed in Cao Miao Village with his senior brother. After taking a quick look, he found that almost every household had its door open and blood was flowing out of every household.

Song Daren rushed into the house first and began looking for survivors.

Murong Ji exhaled slowly and rushed into the house on the other side. He remembered that in addition to Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu, there was another person named Wang who survived.

The two searched around but didn't see a single survivor.

"Junior brother! Hurry up to Tongtian Peak and call the disciples from the Law Enforcement Hall over!"

"Yes." Murong Ji flew up on his sword and headed towards Tongtian Peak.

He landed on the edge of the square, landed quickly, and crossed half of the square with his light skill, half flying and half flying. Murong Ji's skills attracted a lot of attention.

Even if one has practiced, one cannot really fly without the aid of methods to control objects. Murong Ji's ability to fly in the air with lightness skills is truly unique.

But Murong Ji didn't care at this time, and rushed to the Law Enforcement Hall on the left side of Yuqing Palace, "My fellow brothers, there is a village at the foot of the mountain that has been massacred! Please run over there!"

Murong Ji's words shocked everyone in the hall. After a moment of stunned silence, someone immediately made arrangements.

A dozen Qingyun disciples followed Murong Ji down the mountain.

When I landed at the entrance of Cao Miao Village, I saw Song Daren carrying out two children, Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu.

Song Daren cleaned up a clean place, put the two children there, and then turned back into the village.

The disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall began to search for clues.

Unfortunately, after a heavy rain, all that was left was blood and mess.

Murong Ji stood in front of the dilapidated thatched temple, which had now become a deep pit, blasted out by the aftermath of the battle.

He found it hard to imagine how fierce the battle was.

Murong Ji took a step forward and suddenly stepped on something. He looked down and saw that it was half a Buddhist bead. It was dark black in color, but when the light shone on it, a hint of green could be seen.

[Puzhi's Jade Buddha Beads?! ]

"Brother! There is a discovery here!"

Immediately, a disciple from the Law Enforcement Hall came over and took the Buddhist beads from Murong Ji's hand. His expression changed instantly. The quality of this magic weapon was as good as the Nine Heavens Magical Weapon. If it could nurture another generation, it would definitely become the Nine Heavens Magical Weapon. It would be a pity to destroy it.

Then he turned around and said to everyone, "My fellow disciples, look around to see if there are any broken pieces of magic weapons."

Song Daren walked over with a gloomy face, "Brother Chang Jian, what's the matter?"

Murong Ji was startled. This person is Chang Jian? ! !
After taking a few glances at him, he didn't seem to be that impressive, but there was a hint of sharpness between the gentleness and steadiness on his face.

"If we don't find anything else, let's go back and report to the headmaster!"

Murong Ji followed everyone up to Tongtian Peak, and then he had nothing to do with the group. However, as one of the people who discovered the tragedy, he still had to tell the story of the situation in the Law Enforcement Hall.

Not only him, but also others who participated in the investigation.

Before he knew it, Murong Ji had already lived in Tongtian Peak for three days.

Outside the Yuqing Palace, Murong Ji leaned against a pillar, looking at the square below and seeing three figures approaching.

Chang Jian led Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu step by step to the Yuqing Palace.

"Brother Chang Jian!"

"Brother Murong, I will take them to see the headmaster first."

Murong Ji nodded and glanced at the shorter, plain-looking boy, whose face was filled with sadness and tears.

[From now on, he will be my junior fellow apprentice. ]

Looking at Lin Jingyu again, it is true that he has spiritual light in his bones and divine will hidden inside. There is no need to check his qualifications to know that he has excellent bones.

Murong Ji had read in a book that this was because one of the ancestors had achieved great enlightenment, but the descendants declined, and there was a certain chance that someone with excellent qualifications would appear among the descendants.

Lin Jingyu should be this kind of person.

Watching the three people enter the Yuqing Palace, Murong Ji leaned against the door and watched the scene inside.

They quarreled over Lin Jingyu and became red in the face.

He felt that Lin Jingyu should be the protagonist, because his background was strange and his parents were not around...

If you think about it carefully, if he was the chief, there would definitely be fierce competition. The Qingyun Sect is different from other sects.

There are seven peaks standing side by side, which represent seven kinds of inheritance, each with its own characteristics. The disciples of the seven sects do not live together, and if someone is intent on stirring up trouble, Qingyun Sect is really at risk of being torn apart.

In order to deal with this risk, the sect has a unified management system.

Moreover, the fact that Qingyun Sect can firmly sit at the top of the righteous path has a lot to do with these seven inheritances.

In every era, Qingyun Sect has masters who are able to establish their own clan, either the best in the world or the most powerful in the sect.

There are seven peaks, some are declining while others are growing, which always keeps Qingyun Sect strong.

In this situation, an excellent disciple can play an extremely important role.

Suddenly, he felt someone standing behind him. Murong Ji turned around and was stunned for a moment. Then he came to his senses and bowed, "Senior Sister Lu."

Lu Xueqi nodded, and her silence counted as a greeting.

Murong Ji said no more and turned to look inside the hall, but for some reason, he always felt that Lu Xueqi was looking at him.

I turned my head suddenly and realized that I was overthinking.

[Hey, a cold goddess should look like a cold goddess.] Lu Xueqi is about the same age as him.

Thinking of this, it suddenly occurred to him that he seemed to have seen her before?
Murong Ji turned his head and looked, "Senior Sister Lu, have we met before?"

Lu Xueqi gave him a look, and Murong Ji didn't quite understand what she meant. Thinking about what he said, it was indeed a bit...

"What I mean is..." Suddenly, Murong Ji remembered the little girl hiding behind Shuiyue on the hillside of Xiaozhu Peak in front of Qingyun Mountain.

Murong Ji was a little surprised and looked at Lu Xueqi carefully. Was she a new person? God's own daughter? Or did a game player buy a new skin?

Girls change a lot when they grow up. It turns out that the change means transformation.

Lu Xueqi frowned slightly and turned to look at Murong Ji who was still staring at her in a daze.

He reached out and pulled her aside. The next moment, a figure flew out in front of Murong Ji, and the sound of the air vibrating startled him.

Just then I realized that the negotiation broke down and Master Tian Buyi left in anger.

Then, several more abbots were seen riding their swords and rushing out of Yuqing Palace.

The eldest senior brother came out holding Zhang Xiaofan, with a bitter look on his face, "Junior brother, let's go back."

Murong Ji looked at Lu Xueqi, clasped his fists and said, "Junior Sister Lu, I'm leaving first." Since they both entered the sect at the same time, the issue of seniority had to be kept in mind.

After saying that, Murong Ji chased after Song Daren.

Lu Xueqi frowned and suddenly said, "Call me Senior Sister."

Murong Ji had already walked down the steps of Yuqing Palace. He didn't hear clearly, so he turned around and asked, "Junior sister, what did you say?"

Lu Xueqi's face was so cold that it kept people at a distance, making him feel like he was hallucinating.

Seeing that Song Daren had already walked far away, there was no time to find out and he hurriedly followed him.

(End of this chapter)