Chapter 206 Watch Me Destroy Your Tao Heart

But he remembered Murong Ji's persistence in training and his ruthlessness towards himself.

Thinking of this, Tian Buyi couldn't help but glance at Zhang Xiaofan, eyes full of astonishment, then turned to look at Murong Ji and asked, "Did you teach me?"

Murong Ji was stunned for a moment, but did not deny that this was indeed what he taught.

Simply change the subject and say: "Besides, Xiaofan's stick might be the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon."

Murong Ji spoke in a very low voice, and only the disciples of the peak around him heard it.

They were all a little stunned for a moment. Nine Heavens Divine Soldiers! Qingyun Sect didn't have many of them.

"Let me see it." Tian Buyi said.

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned and quickly handed over the Soul-Devouring Stick.

Tian Buyi studied it for a while but couldn't figure out what it was. It looked weird and he wasn't sure what effect it had.

Murong Ji explained in a low voice: "A few years ago, the valley that Junior Sister mistakenly entered should have been an ancient battlefield. The previous owner of the stick was probably killed by a master from an unknown lineage."

As he said this, he took out the Youwei Xuanjian in his arms and said, "Master, check and see if there is any other master who has used a mirror as a magic weapon in the past eight hundred years. You should be able to find out."

"Later, the disciples found out that this stick was made of meteorite iron that fell into the Nine Netherworlds and was tempered by earth fire and heavenly thunder. It has the effect of causing people to feel dizzy."

"After it was lost in that deep valley, Xiaofan found it by chance."

Having said that, Murong Ji looked at Tian Buyi and saw that there was nothing unusual on his face. He slowly exhaled a breath and finally eliminated the hidden danger. From now on, as long as Xiao Fan was careful, there would be no problem.

The magic weapons refined by the Demon Cult are indeed evil, but some of the spiritual materials of heaven and earth are too difficult to find. Some of the magic weapons of the Demon Cult will be recast after being destroyed.

For example, the Huaxi furnace in Tianyin Temple is specially used to handle these instruments.

Tian Buyi weighed the stick in his hand. He knew why his disciple had gone through so much trouble. It was simply to let Zhang Xiaofan use this magic weapon reasonably.

Just give a legal source.

"Well, leave it to me."

"Thank you, master."

At this time, Song Daren also decided the winner, and Tian Buyi's face smiled even more. Six out of four was really a rare good result.

On the way back, Tian Buyi had a smile on his face. These sixteen people could be said to be the strongest among the young disciples.

Perhaps there are still some people who have not participated, but it doesn’t matter much. After entering Shangqing, they will definitely be in power.

Murong Ji followed behind and watched Zeng Shushu waving at them from a distance, pretending not to see it.

After seeing off the master and his wife, Zeng Shushu came over, looked behind Zhang Xiaofan, and asked, "Why is Xiao Hui not here?"

Zhang Xiaofan seemed to want to say something but stopped. He glanced at Murong Ji and stopped talking.

Murong Ji smiled and said, "Brother Zeng, it's still early, why don't you take us to see your treasures?"

Zeng Shushu hesitated for a moment and said, "That's fine. Come with me."

Murong Ji pulled Zhang Xiaofan, and the three of them went to Fenghui Peak together.

Feng Hui Peak.

After Murong Ji landed Zhang Xiaofan, he glanced around. This place was much more magnificent than Dazhu Peak, with towering pavilions and palaces standing one after another. In addition, the Wengyuan Dendrobium unique to Qingyun Mountain made it even more magnificent.

"Here, it's just ahead."

Murong Ji looked in the direction Zeng Shushu pointed. There was a garden divided into various blocks, and each block was made into a suitable growth environment for that creature.

After entering the garden, Murong Ji was truly enlightened. There were so many species of creatures here, more than 700 kinds, and no two were the same.

Murong Ji walked forward, squatted down, and looked at the strange creature in front of him. It had three tails behind it and its body was like a cat, but slightly larger than an ordinary cat.

It had two pairs of ears, one large and one small. That was not all, it only had one eye on its head, which was very strange.

"This is called a badger. I found it on Mount Yiwang. It's just a bit ordinary, without any special abilities, so it's not very valuable."

Murong Ji reached out and picked it up, and probed his inner Qi into it, flowing along its meridians. He drew a meridian map in his mind and then quickly drew it out on paper.

Zeng Shushu leaned down to Murong Ji's shoulder and asked, "Junior Brother Murong Ji, why are you collecting these things?"

He finally understood why Murong Ji wanted to see his treasure.

Murong Ji smiled and did not explain anything, "Brother Zeng, if you can draw the meridian map of everything for me, I will give it to you... hehe."

As he spoke, he casually sketched a graceful figure on the paper with a few strokes.

Zeng Shushu stood there in a daze. He then took the paper and tasted it carefully. It tasted more and more delicious.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Junior Brother Murong Ji, do you have any side job? ! ! You are so skilled? ! ! This brushwork! This painting method! The posture and expression are so wonderful!"

With a wave of his hand, he said, "If it's all like this, hey, deal!"

Murong Ji laughed, "Brother Zeng, what I want is the meridian map. The meridians and blood vessels must be drawn clearly. One for each!"

"Okay." Zeng Shushu couldn't let go of that figure. It was so beautiful.

Murong Ji stretched lazily, [Just watch me use "Qiong Ming" to destroy your Tao heart! Hehe! ]

After the transaction was completed, all that was left was pure strolling. Murong Ji took note of how many kinds Zeng Shushu had here and saw how many he could get.

The more I look at them, the happier I feel. The meridians of these animals and plants are natural patterns.

It was getting dark, and after having a meal at Fenghui Peak, they returned to Tongtian Peak together.

Murong Ji looked back at Feng Huifeng and could still see the figure at the door. "Senior Brother Zeng, is that my aunt?"

Zeng Shushu looked a little embarrassed, "That's my aunt."

Murong Ji smacked his lips. Uncle Zeng was really good at playing. No wonder the master specifically poked his lungs.

Day three.

Eight competitions were held on the same day.

At this point, everyone’s strength is about the same, and it is not easy to defeat the opponent. A battle takes a lot of time.

After Murong Ji and the others separated, they walked towards the "Xun" stage. At this time, there was already a person standing on the stage.

Murong Ji exhaled slowly, walked forward, and said to the presiding elder: "Disciple Dazhu Peak Murong Ji, greets Uncle Master."

The man looked at him and said, "Well, I've been waiting for you. Go up."

Murong Ji walked onto the stage and just stood there, the man opposite him clasped his fists and said, "I am Changmen disciple Yin Yang, nice to meet you, Junior Brother Murong."

Murong Ji was startled. [This name, either means a big boss or cannon fodder, the two words yin and yang, you can't control it. ]

After coming back to his senses, he clasped his fists and returned the greeting: "I am a disciple of Dazhu Peak, Murong Ji, and I am honored to meet Senior Brother Yin Yang."

"The competition begins!"

This time, Murong Ji did not rush to attack, but watched Yin Yang's movements. At this time, except for Zhang Xiaofan, most of them had reached the fifth level of Yuqing.

It is almost impossible to kill the opponent instantly again.

The two men faced each other for a long time, but neither of them took action.

"Hey! Why don't you guys fight?"

"Yeah! What are you standing there in a daze for?"

……

Murong Ji glanced at the people in the audience, then turned to look at Yin Yang, "Brother, be careful."

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ji rushed forward at such a speed that he almost left an afterimage. Yin Yang was also not an mediocre person and quickly distanced himself from Murong Ji.

He had studied Murong Ji's fighting style, which was almost always close combat, with the outcome decided in one fight. He didn't dare let him get close, and he didn't dare to be arrogant.

Without hesitation, zoom in.

"Zheng!"

The magic sword was unsheathed, and with the help of hand gestures, magic was performed.

The next moment, Murong Ji understood why he was called Yin Yang.

A dark grey light curtain appeared behind him, let’s call it a light curtain, and countless fireballs and ice balls poured out from it, crashing towards him in an arc.

The intensity of the attack forced Murong Ji to stop his attack.

He quickly dodged several attacks and used his lightness skills to float to a safe location far away.

Looking at the burn marks and frost left by the beating, the power was definitely not small.

Looking up, I saw that Senior Brother Yin Yang, who was at the sixth level of Jade Purity, had quite a good skill.

"Senior Brother Yin Yang, you might as well change your name." Yin Yang, just by looking at the name, you can tell that like his father Murong Yunhai, he is an orphan brought back from the mountain.

My father originally had no name or surname. When he was named, he took the surname of the Taoist priest who picked him up. The name Yunhai came from the Yunhai, one of the "Six Scenes" of Tongtian Peak.

It is the same with this Yin-Yang senior brother, but he uses a Taoist name.

"Hmm? What does Junior Brother Murong mean by this?"

Murong Ji clasped his fists and said, "I have no ill intentions, but the words yin and yang are too complex. I just suggested that you change it."

Yin Yang didn't say anything, he already had this idea in his mind.

"Brother, be careful."

The next moment, Murong Ji's figure suddenly appeared behind him and struck the "light curtain" behind Yin Yang with his palm.

"bump!"

The light curtain was instantly broken, and then Murong Ji stepped forward and delivered the second palm of the Great Compassion Palm.

Yin Yang had already reacted at this time. He turned around quickly, and swung the immortal sword in his hand to break the Palm of Great Compassion and Great Mercy, and then quickly distanced himself from him.

Murong Ji smiled bitterly. He knew it wouldn't be that easy.

He stopped attacking and looked for the weakness of Yin and Yang. In his heart, he was thinking, should he learn a magic?

This time, Yin Yang took the first step. Endless fireballs and ice balls attacked. Murong Ji used the Lingbo Weibu technique to dodge and move at an extremely fast speed.

The power of Yin-Yang magic is really great, but it is difficult to get close to it. It is possible to force your way in, but it will be very embarrassing.

This is a competition, not a life-and-death battle.

In desperation, Murong Ji raised his sword finger, and countless internal energy emanated from the acupoints all over his body, instantly attracting the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth.

The elder presiding over the meeting had his eyes light up. Hmm, this is a bit interesting! He looked at Murong Ji with more anticipation.

Murong Ji pointed his sword, and countless sword qi met the fireball and iceball. Almost in an instant, the flames exploded and ice chips scattered.

(End of this chapter)