Chapter 193 The Master is Reluctant to Fight

Murong Ji was stunned by the "acting skills" of his senior brothers. He was really speechless. If they had performed well, he would probably have avoided a beating.

They acted just like they did when they were playing tricks on Junior Sister Tian Ling'er, so of course the Master's Wife was pissed.

Su Ru looked at the group of disciples coldly with a murderous look on her face. This was the result of every test! If she didn't teach them a lesson, it would be hard to calm her anger.

Murong Ji walked forward and bowed, "Master's Wife."

Su Ru's face became better. "Don't learn from these bastards! Come, let me see what you can do! Five years later, whether Dazhu Peak can regain its reputation depends on you."

Murong Ji suddenly felt a huge pressure. Seven Clans Martial Competition? !

He threw the Dragon Snake Bow to his second senior brother, drew out the Tianwen Sword, and took a deep breath slowly. In an instant, Murong Ji's entire appearance changed.

Extremely sharp.

Su Ru looked at Murong Ji and nodded with satisfaction. Now it looked like a decent person. "Come, let me see your current strength."

"Master's wife, be careful."

Su Ru smiled and didn't care.

Murong Ji instantly activated the Tianwen Sword. With a "clang" sound, the long sword almost turned into a flash of lightning and stabbed directly at Su Ru.

Su Ru blocked it with her hand, knocking the Tianwen Sword away. "The speed and power of the sword are not bad."

When the first move failed, Murong Ji then slapped out with his palm, the Palm of Great Compassion.

Under the guidance of the true energy, the golden palm print quickly enlarged and reached the front of Master's Wife Su Ru, and it was already the size of a washbasin.

Su Ru casually extinguished the palm print and looked at Murong Ji with encouragement.

At this time Murong Ji already understood why his senior brothers were slacking off. This was completely a one-sided bullying. In front of the Shangqing master, his level of skills was really not enough.

Murong Ji had a general impression of the Shangqing realm in his mind, but, wasn't this too discouraging?
No wonder Tian Buyi never tests or teaches them, it’s meaningless.

After thinking about it, it would be more satisfying to take a hit from the Shangqing realm and see what happens.

Murong Ji clasped his fists and saluted, "Master's Wife, I want to take your move."

Su Ru raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes brightening, "Are you sure?"

"Sure, please teach me, Master."

Su Ru took two steps, as if looking for a direction, "I won't hold back."

Murong Ji frowned tightly. It didn't matter if he was injured, at least he could have an idea of ​​the strength of the Shangqing realm.

"I did learn a few techniques when I was young, but I stopped using them later. I don't know if they've become rusty now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ji's pupils shrank sharply. He saw a net-like true energy rushing towards him. He could feel its bone-chilling coldness even from a long distance away.

Murong Ji's face changed, and he subconsciously used the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi technique to fight back.

The next moment, Murong Ji's face turned pale, unable to withstand all of Su Ru's magic. He struck out at the open space with one palm, and watched as frost instantly formed on the ground in the dark.

Then he felt his body stiffen little by little, and a layer of ice formed from the inside out.

It was a kind of coldness from the inside out, and the blood and meridians seemed to be frozen. At this time, the benefits of Murong Ji's meridian refining were reflected.

He was able to really save his life at the critical moment. There was still blood and true energy circulating slowly in his body, protecting his body.

It was not until this time that Murong Ji understood that Dou Zhuan Xing Yi could only return a part of the attack from the Shang Qing realm. The gap between Yu Qing and Shang Qing was too big.

In the courtyard, all the brothers were stunned for a moment, and then they reacted, "Seventh Junior Brother!"

"Old Seven!"

"Go call the master!"

Du Bishu immediately rushed into the backyard.

Su Ru was stunned for a moment, then pushed away the people surrounding Murong Ji, "Get out of the way!"

Her beautiful eyes were full of worry. She pressed Murong Ji's pulse point, and the true energy flowed into Murong Ji's meridians. Her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up.

He immediately lifted Murong Ji up and carried him into the back hall of Shoujing Hall.

At this time, Tian Buyi walked out with a gloomy face. When he saw Su Ru, he didn't say any words of blame!
Looking at the disciples, each of them shrank their necks like quails, he was even more furious, "You guys! Why are you following Old Seven in making trouble!"

【Just follow the master's wife and make trouble! 】X5
"It's not easy!"

Su Ru called from inside the house, and Tian Buyi then flicked his sleeves and walked into the inner hall.

Several disciples let out a long breath.
When Tian Buyi carried Murong Ji out, several senior brothers immediately surrounded them.

"Master, how is Old Seven?"

"It's okay!" Tian Buyi replied unhappily, stuffed Murong Ji directly into Wu Dayi's arms, and walked into Shoujing Hall angrily.

Several disciples were confused about what was going on, but one of them was smart and thought that the master must have taken advantage of his master's wife.

Murong Ji was in a coma for the next few days. When he woke up, he saw Zhang Xiaofan lying on the side of the bed, writing something.

"Seventh Brother, you're awake."

Murong Ji took a look and saw that Zhang Xiaofan was constantly writing the word "Tao". It seemed that someone was teaching him to read.

"How many days have I been asleep?"

"Seventh Senior Brother, it's been three days."

Murong Ji stretched lazily, his body still felt a little cold. [The magic of the Shangqing realm is extremely powerful. It is very easy to kill someone in the Yuqing realm.]

[No wonder, he didn't pay attention to physical training, just to make his body strong. With the power of magic, no matter how strong the body is, it is difficult to resist.] As soon as the thought came to an end, Murong Ji added, [That's because the body is not strong enough!]

After a careful physical examination, I found that the condition was not that bad. I just couldn't practice for the next six months and could only take care of my body.

However, this is nothing to him, he is still good at conditioning his body.

After getting up and washing, I looked back and saw that Zhang Xiaofan had already put the food on the table.

"Seventh Senior Brother, it's time to eat."

Murong Ji sat at the table and asked casually, "How many words have you learned?"

Zhang Xiaofan said shyly, "I just learned thirteen words."

Murong Ji smiled and said, "Don't worry, take your time."

After the meal, Murong Ji prescribed a medicine for himself, took Zhang Xiaofan to his own small pharmacy, and after getting it, he began to boil it.

Alchemy and medicine making are sometimes the same thing, but elixirs sometimes have a rapid effect and are actually at a disadvantage in regulating the body.

The decoction is prepared slowly, warming the body bit by bit, and sometimes the effect is better.

In the days that followed, Murong Ji lived an easy life, recuperating from his injuries, teaching Zhang Xiaofan his lessons, and studying weapon patterns and formations.

The formation that Wuyazi passed down to him is not magical in this world, but there are many things that can be learned from it.

In the morning, after meals.

"The light and clear is the sky, the heavy and turbid is the earth. The sun, moon and stars are beautiful in the sky. They are moistened by rain and dew, and are agitated by wind and thunder."

"How do clouds arise? By the rise of water. How does rain fall? By the flow of clouds. Yang is connected to Yin, and the wind swirls and turns. Yang is stored by Yin, and it bursts and thunders."

The sound of Zhang Xiaofan reading kept coming from behind him. Murong Ji leaned against the window, thinking about the pattern of the Blood Poison Sail.

Murong Ji stretched lazily. After thinking for such a long time, he had accumulated a certain amount of knowledge about formation patterns and weapon patterns.

Now all that’s missing is the Demon Cult’s refining method.

"Seventh Senior Brother."

Murong Ji came back to his senses, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Xiaofan pointed at Tian Ling'er who was sleeping soundly beside him and said, "Do you want to get a blanket for Senior Sister?"

Murong Ji: "..."

[What do you want to lick?! ]

He walked up to Tian Ling'er and gave her a slap.

"Ah! Who hit me!" Tian Ling'er pouted and looked at Murong Ji, snorted coldly, and continued to pick up the book and started reading.

Murong Ji had a headache. He didn't know what his master's wife was thinking. Why did she push his junior sister over as well?

Since he was asked to teach, Murong Ji must be responsible.

He was asked to teach Tian Ling'er. Tian Ling'er was a troublemaker. If it weren't for Master's Wife Su Ru beating her up, the whole Dazhu Peak would have been in chaos.

Master? Master Tian Buyi couldn't bear to touch her and could only let her make trouble.

Time flies and half a year has passed.

Zhang Xiaofan is actually very smart. In half a year, he learned a lot of words and can read and write fluently, but he works much harder than Tian Ling'er.

After becoming familiar with him, Murong Ji was also willing to teach him some things, such as some cultivation concepts from his previous life.

"Seventh Senior Brother."

Murong Ji put down the book in his hand and looked up. Zhang Xiaofan felt a little aggrieved, "Am I stupid?"

Murong Ji smiled and said, "You are smarter than me. Your talent, character, and understanding are much better than mine."

Zhang Xiaofa was a little unconvinced, "But...but..."

Murong Ji knew what he was going to say, "Xiao Fan, there is no distinction between good and bad talents, only whether they are suitable or not."

"Some people are suitable for practicing Taiji Xuanqing Dao because their conditions are similar to those of Qingye Patriarch."

"Some people are suitable for practicing the Incense Burning Jade Technique, while others are suitable for practicing the Great Brahma Prajna. If geniuses from different schools were to change positions, they might not be able to do better than you."

"There is no end to spiritual practice. What matters is not who reaches the end first, but who goes the furthest. Someone who practices fast at the beginning may not necessarily go further than you."

Zhang Xiaofan felt much better. He walked into the house, took out a book and started reading silently.

Suddenly, he asked again, "Seventh Senior Brother, what's the point of reading so many books?"

Murong Ji smiled and said, "These things are all the nourishment for cultivation. They will make your cultivation process slow, but they can take you very far."

"Many questions can be answered in books, but for the rest, you need to go down the mountain to find them."

Zhang Xiaofan seemed to be thinking about something, then lowered his head and continued reading.

The next few days surprised Murong Ji a little. Zhang Xiaofan actually came to read books every day for several months without a single day of interruption.

It seems like he is looking for something.

Murong Ji understood in his heart that there must be a conflict between Mahavairocana Prajna and Tai Chi Xuanqing Taoism. Zhang Xiaofan was young and did not know the seriousness of the matter.

If the two kinds of true qi are not cultivated correctly, when one reaches a high level, the true qi will clash with each other and his cultivation will be ruined.

Murong Ji thought about it and realized that he was worrying too much. Zhang Xiaofan's opportunity was so good that it was enviable. The future general outline of the Demon Cult would definitely solve this problem.

(End of this chapter)