Chapter 213 Vegetable Leaves

Tian Buyi nodded. Zhang Xiaofan had a clean background and had never left the mountain since he came up, so it was impossible for him to be a spy of the Demon Cult.

Murong Ji thought for a moment and said, "My words may be extremely disrespectful. Master, please forgive me."

Tian Buyi waved his hand, somewhat impatiently, signaling him to speak quickly.

"Master, I feel that the Qingyun Sect's skills are incomplete." Having said that, he looked at Tian Buyi's face, which showed no other expression except gloomy.

Then he continued, "In the process of cultivation, you can't get rid of the 'evil spirit' no matter what. So from another perspective, shouldn't the evil spirit itself be a part of cultivation?"

"What I'm talking about is the natural energy that comes naturally, not the evil energy that the Demon Cult uses to practice this method."

"If my guess is correct, the Qingyun Sect's skills lack the step of dealing with evil spirits. Legend has it that in ancient times, someone used blood to refine evil spirits, which was the original blood refining method of the Demon Sect."

Tian Buyi didn't say anything, but just looked at Murong Ji deeply, and said with a sullen face: "I don't want to hear such words a second time, you have to shut up, otherwise I can't protect you!"

Murong Ji's heart sank. He knew the seriousness of these words. This was already questioning the authenticity of Qingyun Sect's inheritance, which was a matter of principle for Qingyun Sect.

If those chief elders heard it, he would surely die. Questioning the authenticity of Qingyun Sect was something only the evil cult would do.

"The disciple understands."

"Hmph!" Tian Buyi had a gloomy face and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Not long after, Zhang Xiaofan was taken to Tongtian Peak.

Two months was a bit too long for Murong Ji. After handing in the refined magic weapon, he wanted to practice, but there was not enough time. He wanted to study some things, but he could not continue.

His heart flew to the Ancient Cave of Ten Thousand Bats to look for a method to refine blood.

After saying hello to my master and his wife, I went straight down the mountain, taking advantage of this time to spend time with my parents.

Two months later, Heyang City, Shanhai Garden.

"Braised ghost hand."

"I'm sorry, sir, no."

"Beauty's liver."

"Sorry, no."

"Ghost bun."

"I'm still a ghost, no!"

Murong Ji put the sweat towel on his shoulder, straightened his back, and looked at the people in front of him with a bad look. Are they here to cause trouble? !
I haven't heard that Shanhaiyuan has any competitors? !
"What kind of crappy shop is this! How come there is nothing here?" The woman looked at Murong Ji with disdain. The famous Shanhaiyuan didn't even have a few simple dishes.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it doesn't matter whether the store is run-down or not. What's important is, can't you just order some dishes from the living world?"

Then, he pointed to the menu hanging on the wall and said, "Look, that's what people eat."

"Bang!" The woman angrily slapped the table, and with a "crash", the whole table collapsed to the ground. "Why didn't you say so earlier!"

[You can't see such a big wooden board? And you're asking me?! ]

Murong Ji looked at the broken table expressionlessly, "Chenghui, twenty taels, thank you."

"What a lousy table, it costs twenty taels!"

Murong Ji said in boredom, "Twenty taels of pine wood from Fenghui Peak are missing."

"You!" The woman suddenly laughed out of anger, "Ha! Qingyun Mountain? You are using the name of Qingyun Mountain as a banner, aren't you afraid that those hypocrites will cause trouble for you?"

Murong Ji said lazily: "If I wanted to find it, I would have found it a long time ago. Are you guys still going to eat?!"

"Eat, why not?" As they said that, a group of four sat down at the table next to them.

Then I ordered a few dishes from the menu.

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment." Murong Ji turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

"and many more!"

Murong Ji immediately stopped and said, "Sir, please give your orders."

The woman circled around Murong Ji for a few times and suddenly laughed, "Wow, wow, wow, that's amazing. They actually use Yuqing disciples as waiters."

"Qingyun Sect is so mean to you, why don't you join me? It will definitely have a better future than staying in Qingyun Sect."

Murong Ji then realized that the woman in front of him, who was dressed like green leaves, was not ordinary.

I've seen so many people in Shanhaiyuan these days that I've become a little dull.

Murong Ji looked at the woman carefully.

The woman was wearing a water-green dress, her skin was as white as snow, and she was extremely beautiful. The style of this skirt was somewhat similar to the Liuxian skirt.

The skirt outlines the woman's slim figure.

Her eyes were lively and her watery gaze fell on Murong Ji. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, just like a little fox.

Murong Ji raised his head slightly and asked proudly, "Oh, young lady, which high-ranking sect are you from?"

The woman smiled and narrowed her eyes slightly. "Don't worry about that. Anyway, it's more comfortable than your life in Qingyun Mountain. At least, you don't need to serve dishes."

Murong Ji glanced at the woman in black veil who was sitting there calmly, and thought to himself, "This person must be Wan Jianyi's old lover."

When he came back to his senses, he looked at Bi Yao with a lot of enthusiasm. He asked attentively, "Are there any beauties in the sect?"

Bi Yao put her hands on her hips and said proudly, "Isn't this lady beautiful?! If you follow me, what do you need a beauty for?" Murong Ji deeply agreed, "That's right. How much is the monthly salary? Is it one hundred taels?"

Bi Yao was confused, "Monthly salary? ! ! What monthly salary?!"

Murong Ji understood instantly. Bi Yao was young and didn't know the ins and outs of the underworld. She couldn't hear that he was teasing him.

Murong Ji's tone suddenly rose: "No?! If there is no one, why would you hire anyone? I can get ten taels a month for serving dishes here."

Bi Yao: "This... that... if you ask for it, I can give you 100 taels a month."

Murong Ji shook his head: "One hundred taels won't do. One hundred and fifty taels will do."

Biyao frowned, "Why is it rising again?"

"I get 100 taels a month from Qingyun Sect, and I have to pay you 100 taels. So why am I going there?"

Bi Yao was stunned for a moment. Wasn't it for the sake of cultivating Taoism and immortality? Wasn't it for Xiaoyaozi's freedom? No!
Bi Yao, who had just reacted, suddenly became gloomy. "As I remember, all sects give out cultivation resources. How can Qingyun Sect be so special? Why do they give out silver money?!"

Murong Ji rolled his eyes: "I don't care, I like money, what's wrong with that?"

Bi Yao's face was terribly gloomy, she felt she had been fooled, "Okay, I'll give you some money, come with me."

"I won't go. What if you pinch my waist?"

There was a flash of light in Bi Yao's hand. She couldn't bear it anymore and had to beat him up.

"Biyao." The purple-clad woman beside him suddenly said, "Come back."

Bi Yao walked back angrily without saying a word.

You Ji glanced at Murong Ji, and with just this one glance, Murong Ji seemed to be seen through.

He was startled and didn't dare to act recklessly.

You Ji is a veteran Shangqing master. Her combat power is a mystery, but her Taoism is still extremely high. I can't afford to offend her now.

Murong Ji said no more and turned to leave.

"! What's your name! If you can't make it in Qingyun Sect one day, come find me. I have a broad mind."

"I will never change my surname or my given name. I am the one who wrote this."

"Zeng Shushu, right? I'll remember that."

At another table, Zeng Shushu, who was accompanying Qi Hao and the others down the mountain, suddenly raised his head and looked at Murong Ji in disbelief, "What the hell?!!"

He turned around and looked at Zhang Xiaofan, then at Qi Hao, "He came down the mountain a month early. Would he have made me hate him for a month?!"

Zhang Xiaofan lowered his head in shame, Qi Hao smiled without saying anything, and Lu Xueqi had no expression on her face...

Zeng Shushu couldn't bear it anymore and raised his hand suddenly, "Waiter! Waiter! Order!"

Then the waiter came over and said, "Sir, would you like more food? What would you like to eat?"

Zeng Shushu looked at the waiter in front of him with an indignant look on his face, "It's not you! Where's the one just now?! Call him out!"

"Please wait."

Murong Ji walked over with a sullen face. He wanted to be lazy for a while, but he was called over and asked impatiently, "What do you want to eat?"

Zeng Shushu paused before he could say anything to scold him, and then he realized why he had to lose to him in momentum!
"Steamed fish!"

"Well, then what?"

"No more, hurry up!"

Murong Ji was speechless and turned away.

"Waiter! Waiter! Why is the tea cold?"

Murong Ji had a sullen face, "Didn't you specially leave it to cool down?"

"Waiter! Why is the food cold?"

Murong Ji forcibly suppressed his hand that was about to hit someone, and forced a smile, "Zeng Shushu, are the cold dishes in your house hot?!"

"Sister! Sister! Your waiter yelled at people! He drove customers away! If he yells at people today, he will tear down the store tomorrow! He is really the opposite of Tian Gang!"

"Murong Ji! You're not doing your job properly! Are you feeling itchy again?!" Shi Yanlian walked out from the back corridor and looked at Murong Ji with a sullen face.

Murong Ji listened to the old man's roar, rolled his eyes, and felt helpless. He grabbed Zeng Shushu, pinched his tendons, and flicked him hard.

"No, Senior Brother Zeng was just joking with me." As he said that, he forced Zeng Shushu down, took a steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth.

Qi Hao asked with a smile: "Junior Sister Shi, we are all gathered here, thank you for your hospitality."

When Shi Yanlian saw Qi Hao, her eyes immediately lit up, "Brother Qi, what's the big deal?"

Murong Ji quickly gave Qi Hao a few glances, and Qi Hao naturally understood what he meant. After chatting for a few words, he changed the subject and said, "You see, we are just missing a junior brother Murong... This..."

Shi Yanlian smiled and said, "This brat won't say anything. If he does, how can I stop him?" Then he turned to look at Murong Ji and said with a bad look, "Hurry up and keep Senior Brother Qi company, or you'll get into trouble."

Murong replied weakly: "I know~"

Watching his mother turn around and go into the backyard, Murong Ji sat down next to Lu Xueqi with a look of despair on his face.

Qi Hao still had that gentle expression on his face, and it was easy to tell why.

(End of this chapter)