Chapter 217: The Legacy of a Great Sect
Li Xun hurriedly stood in front of Yan Hong. After everything calmed down, Li Xun looked around with the help of moonlight. A deep pit nearly one person high appeared where they had been resting.

"Brother!"

Li Xun was stunned and looked at Yan Hong with some confusion.

Yan Hong took out a handkerchief and wiped his cheek, "Your face is injured."

When Yan Hong's handkerchief just touched the wound, Li Xun did not feel any pain. When Yan Hong presented the handkerchief in front of him, Li Xun's pupils shrank.

The blood that was wiped off actually solidified into ice.

Only then did he realize that half of his face had been frozen numb.

After Li Xun mobilized his Qi to circulate through his body, he felt a slight pain on his face. His brows sank slightly, and he thought to himself: [Murong Ji's Taoism has grown so fast. ]

Looking around, wherever the icicles hit, they were now covered in frost. Not only that, the frozen area was still slowly spreading around.

When everyone gathered together, Murong Ji and Zhang Xiaofan had already rekindled the fire and collected dry firewood.

This time, Li Xun did not take action again, because he was not sure if he could defeat Murong Ji. He watched Qi Hao and Fashang chatting enthusiastically in silence.

For some reason, he didn't feel any contempt or other feelings in his heart, but he felt an inexplicable sense of urgency towards Murong Ji.

Looking across the fire, I couldn't help but feel startled. [Next time we meet, I won't be left behind by him, will I?!] That feeling of uneasiness rose in my heart, making me feel very uncomfortable.

Lu Xueqi hesitated for a long time and asked softly, "How did you do it?" She also practiced cold energy, and this kind of powerful magic was truly strong.

Murong Ji raised his lips slightly, looked at Lu Xueqi's blushing cheeks, and said with a smile: "It's easy. Use your true energy to wrap the tiny water droplets and spread them around the flames."

"Then activate the cold air so that a layer of ice can be formed around the flame to isolate it."

Lu Xueqi was very smart and understood the principle immediately. "The flame was still burning, so it exploded?"

Murong Ji nodded but did not reply. Among all these, the key was the Yan method that could restrain Li Xun with cold air.

Among the martial arts in his previous life, he had specially compiled the training methods of the eighteen meridians of the Nine Yin and Nine Yang. If the two are separated, they are his Murong Ji version of "Nine Yin Scriptures" and "Nine Yang Magical Art".

He and Lu Xueqi were not yet familiar enough to exchange martial arts, so it was not appropriate for him to teach her the secret techniques.

If you teach, there will be impurities in the relationship. Gratitude is very deadly in the relationship. Gratitude, worship and love have always been three different things.

Not everyone is like Su Ru, who can recognize his own heart.

The next morning, everyone, led by Fashang, went up Kongsang Mountain again.

Looking down from the sky, it is desolate and silent.

There was no sign of life within a hundred miles. Although I had seen it yesterday, I was still a little shocked when I saw it again.

Within a hundred miles, not even the sound of a bird could be heard.

There is no need to think too much, those vampire bats are slowly spreading outward to find food.

[If these vampire bats are not dealt with, they will really endanger the human world. ]

After coming to their senses, Fashang brought them to a huge cave halfway up the mountain.

Qi Hao frowned and looked up and down for a few times, "In that case, let's go in."

Fashang led the way, Li Xun and Murong Ji were in the middle, and Qi Hao was at the rear.

After entering the deep cave, Murong Ji frowned slightly, flew into the air with the Tianwen Sword. Lu Xueqi and Zhang Xiaofan behind him followed suit.

Not long after walking, the Dharma image in front also offered up his magic weapon.

"Reincarnation Pearl!" Li Xun exclaimed in a low voice.

Murong Ji looked up and saw that the quality of the Samsara Bead was not bad, but it could not reach the level of the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon. However, in his opinion, if nothing unexpected happened, it would be able to be nurtured into a weapon in the Dharmakaya generation.

It won’t be long before Tianyin Temple adds another Nine Heavens Divine Weapon.

He withdrew his gaze and walked into the cave again. The light of the magic weapon was not strong. Even if everyone tried to suppress it, the bats above their heads could still sense it.

The chirping sound is messy and annoying.

Murong Ji was thinking, what should he do with these bats after he gets out?

Soon, they stepped on solid ground, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Without saying anything more, they continued to move forward with their heads down.

Not far away, there was a fork in the road. In the middle of the fork, a stone tablet more than six people tall stood, "The Way of Heaven is with me."

The four big characters were so shocking that they made them feel dazed and a little absent-minded.

"Hmph! How dare a demon from the Demon Cult claim to be the Way of Heaven!" The Nine Yang Ruler in Li Xun's hand flashed, instantly breaking the huge stone tablet.

Fashang and Qi Hao were discussing something. Murong Ji took a few glances and stopped paying attention. His attention was on the stone tablet.

There are patterns on the broken part of the stone tablet. [This was originally a low-quality magic weapon! ]

Murong Ji probed his true energy into it and recorded the patterns of the weapon. The refining technique was too rough. It had a shocking effect but could not hurt anyone.

[No wonder it stands here. ]

Listening to Qi Hao's proposal to divide the troops, Murong Ji knew in his heart that Qi Hao did not trust people like Fashang, especially since he had a personal grudge against Li Xun. If a fight broke out, what if Li Xun did something shady?

Following Qi Hao into the deep cave on the left, Murong Ji followed at the back.

After walking for a long distance, Qi Hao in front suddenly stopped. The other three immediately became alert. Murong Ji frowned slightly, as it was too dark in the cave and he could not see the situation on both sides clearly.

Qi Hao could only lead them to walk along the wall.

In a few breaths, the sound of ghosts and wolves howling spread in the cave. The cries from all directions made the listeners panic. Murong Ji frowned slightly, and then he saw countless magic weapons lit up in the darkness. They were so dense that they looked like stars in the night sky.

There are quite a few people, dozens of them!

The next moment, all kinds of lights came at him. Murong Ji was shocked and looked at Qi Hao, fearing that he could not hold on. With so many attacks from magic weapons, even he could not say that he could withstand it.

He took out the Youwei Xuanjian and shone it at the magic weapons that were coming towards him.

"Buzz!"

With a slight humming sound, the light of the dozen or so magic weapons in front of Murong Ji dimmed.

"Hmph!" Qi Hao grunted. It was really a great pressure for him to withstand these attacks.

In order to share his pressure, Murong Ji continuously swept the Youwei Xuanjian. Wherever it passed, the light of the magic weapon dimmed instantly. Although it could not destroy it, it also destroyed the opponent's decades of nourishment.

The quality of these magic weapons of the demon sect can be seen at this moment.

They are still bright and of good quality. After Murong Ji memorized the shapes of those magic weapons, he gave Zhang Xiaofan another instruction.

"Xiao Fan, remember those magic weapons that are still lit. When you have a chance to clean up the battlefield later, take them back."

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, "Seventh Senior Brother, these are all magic weapons of the Demon Cult, we shouldn't be able to use them, right?!"

Murong Ji smiled and said, "I have a way to refine it again. There are many brothers in the sect who are at the fourth level of Jade Purity who use magic tools, and some even don't have a magic tool."

"If we can solve part of it, it will be a great achievement."

Murong Ji said this not to Zhang Xiaofan, but to Qi Hao. He would go down to the Dead Abyss later, and it was unlikely that Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi would be safe and sound.

Only Qi Hao could collect the spoils.

Murong Ji's eyes swept towards those lights. The several magic weapons that had just been thrown at him were much stronger than others.

Zhang Xiaofan's voice suddenly rang out: "Be careful, there is ..."

Murong Ji's face looked grim. He waved his hand and endless sword energy struck the ground. The next moment, the smell of blood came over.

Qi Hao has a solid foundation. It is not easy for him to withstand such intensive and repetitive attacks.

Murong Ji took a deep breath and shouted, "Get out!"

The sound rumbled and echoed in the cave.

Voice transmission and soul search!

The next moment Murong Ji suddenly rushed out of the illumination range of the Liuhe Mirror and rushed towards the depths of the cave at an extremely fast speed.

Qi Hao understood Murong Ji's intention and whispered, "Let's go forward and meet Junior Brother Murong."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a commotion coming from the front.

"Someone is touching me!"

"Uh……"

The smell of blood gradually spread, and there were fewer magic weapons used to attack Qi Hao and others.

"Suffer to death!"

Murong Ji's voice echoed in the cave again. The voice was rootless and seemed like the cave was speaking. Murong Ji's location could not be found at all.

In the darkness, people kept dying silently, and almost no one was a match for Murong Ji.

Murong Ji quietly sneaked up behind a man, slowly raised the Tianwen Sword, and stabbed it fiercely at his back.

"bump!"

The sound of a hard object hitting.

[Missed? ! !] Murong Ji was somewhat stunned. The next moment, he felt his blood and essence continuously flowing towards the Tianwen Sword.

"The method of refining blood!?" Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly retracted the sword, and the huge force directly caused the opponent to stagger.

It didn't break free! Murong Ji looked up and saw that the opponent's weapon was a short red fork, the blade of which was tightly stuck to the blade of the Tianwen Sword, as if it was specially made to restrain the Immortal Sword.

Speaking of weapon restraint, Murong Ji suddenly laughed, and the Tianwen sword in his hand shook violently. There was a "clang" sound followed by the sound of iron grinding, which was extremely harsh.

At the same time as he drew out the Tianwen Sword, the man was also brought over by Murong Ji.

Murong Ji laughed grimly and let go of the Tianwen Sword.

"He's here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, five consecutive palm strikes of "bang bang bang" hit him directly on the heart. The golden palm prints passed through his body and dissipated not far behind the man.

The man was already dead before he fell down.

"Jiang Lao San!"

Murong Ji used the Tianwen Sword to glance at the people who were gathering around him.

Not far away, Qi Hao and others had already started fighting with others. Murong Ji leaped up, killed the enemy in front of him with a sword, and planned to meet up with Qi Hao and others.

After walking a few steps, he found that he had been surrounded by these evil cult disciples without knowing when.

(End of this chapter)