Chapter 223: Stealing its Home

After leaving the city gate, Murong Ji looked towards the endless mountains, which was also the lair of the Black Water Serpent, and he felt a little tempted.

The Black Water Snake is a creature that has lived for thousands of years, and even its skin is a treasure.

"Xueqi, wait for me, I'll be back soon."

Before Lu Xueqi could reply, Murong Ji had disappeared.

Diving into the mountains, with the help of light, we saw a passage between the valleys that looked like it was artificially dug.

The Black Water Snake is huge in size, and its crawling traces can be seen clearly without much effort.

Murong Ji followed the trail it had been crawling on, and at the end was a huge dark hole. He exhaled slowly, and now he had to take a gamble to see if the Black Water Mystic Snake was at home.

He has been thinking about this place for a long time.

The Black Water Mystical Snake is a prehistoric alien species, and its intelligence is not low. I just don't know if it has accumulated resources for its own cultivation.

The reason why Ling Zun stayed in Qingyun Sect so steadily was because of Patriarch Qingye. Another reason was that Qingyun Sect had monopolized all the resources for Ling Zun's cultivation.

He didn't know the rest, but all the waste residue from his master Tian Buyi's elixir refining went into its mouth.

If the Black Water Snake also knew how to accumulate resources for itself, then any resource that leaked out of its mouth would be a considerable fortune for him.

Considering its size, even some residual spiritual materials would be enough for me to use for a while.

I sneaked in carefully. The cave was very deep and a little cold, and the smell was quite pungent. The evil spirit here was much stronger than other places.

There is a large space deep inside the cave, which is probably used by the Black Water Snake to coil its body.

Fortunately, the Black Water Snake is not here.

After a quick search, he found a snake skin deep inside the cave. Murong Ji's eyes lit up, "What a good thing!"

When I knocked on the snake skin, it made a clanging sound, which was actually the sound of metal.

The Black Water Mystic Snake has lived for a thousand years, and is even older than the Water Qilin. "It's full of treasures." Murong Ji couldn't help but sigh.

He quickly cut the huge snake skin and put it into the storage bag before continuing to search in the deep cave.

In another corner of the cave, Murong Ji saw a small hill and was shocked.

Not to mention anything else, even if you pile up all the cultivation resources of Qingyun Sect, this is all there is.

【A wave of fat! 】

There were all kinds of things. I picked up something the size of a basketball at random and looked at it for a long time but couldn't recognize what it was.

Never mind, just put it in the bag and take it away.

There were not enough bags, so he quickly refined new storage bags. This was not the time to strive for perfection, so Murong Ji directly refined a big bag.

After barely putting the things in, Murong Ji carried the bag, which was as tall as a person, on his shoulder.

[This method of refining a storage bag is not as good as a storage ring. We still need to research and develop a storage ring. ]

After taking only two steps, he suddenly stumbled. Murong Ji looked down and saw a huge black rock with patina on it. It was probably used by the Black Water Snake to sleep.

He couldn't recognize what it was, so after thinking for a moment, he cut it off and took it away!

He refined a few more storage bags for future use, and slashed them with the Tianwen Sword. With a "bang" sound, sparks flew everywhere.

The recoil force sent back made his palm numb.

Murong Ji was shocked. How could this thing be so hard? You know, the quality of Tianwen Sword is quite good among magic weapons!
Looking at the size and hardness of the boulder, I realized it was not realistic to cut it in half. After thinking about it, I took out all the stored fabrics.

A pocket was carefully made to hold this huge stone.

Hurrying out of the cave, Murong Ji flew towards the city and landed at the main entrance. Lu Xueqi came out from the corner.

Looking at Murong Ji's appearance, he looked very strange. What kind of outfit was this? His waist was full of bags, and on both shoulders, he carried a large sack, leaving only a small gap in the middle to see the road.

Lu Xueqi curled the corners of her mouth slightly. He had reaped a lot of rewards.

Just as he was thinking about it, Murong Ji suddenly threw a few bags from his waist over to him.

Lu Xueqi said nothing, tied the bag to her belt, and helped Murong Ji share the pressure.

This is not a place to stay for long. The Black Water Snake might come back at any time. Won't you go crazy when that happens?

They can't withstand the strength of the Shangqing realm.

Lu Xueqi took out the round disc given by Murong Ji, flew first, and led the way.

Murong Ji thought for a moment and hung the Juxian Banner around his waist. He wanted to see if the effect was really as good as he expected. Moreover, only the Dead Abyss had such a huge Yin spirit. Thinking of the Yin spirit, he wondered what Lu Xueqi's reaction would be when she saw him absorbing the Yin spirit.

The two men flew towards the exit of the Dead Abyss on swords, one in front and one behind.

Suddenly, Lu Xueqi in front stopped and looked back with a serious face.

"What's wrong?" Murong Ji had two bags on his shoulders and couldn't turn around. Looking at Lu Xueqi's expression, he knew that something serious had happened.

"A ghost."

Murong Ji turned his body around and looked back, while tightly holding the bags on his shoulders on both sides. Behind them, a large number of evil spirits were floating, vast and endless.

Murong Ji understood in his heart, thinking to himself, "Is this the effect of the Gathering Immortal Banner? ! ! ]

Turning around, he saw a large number of ghosts in front of them and on both sides. Murong Ji's heart sank. No wonder Lu Xueqi stopped!
"Think of a way. If we keep waiting like this, once we are surrounded by them, we will be sucked dry sooner or later." Lu Xueqi's voice was cold.

Murong Ji suddenly thought, if he just hung up the Juxian Banner, would these evil spirits follow him out? ! !
I was a little nervous. Once these evil spirits came out of the Abyss of the Dead, it would be a disaster for the human world!

These evil spirits must be dealt with. He also wanted to try out the effect of the Gathering Immortals Banner. "Let's go down."

Murong Ji fell towards the ground, threw the bag on his shoulder, found a huge rock, hung the Gathering Immortal Banner on it, and flew back to Lu Xueqi on his sword.

The next moment, those ghosts seemed to have lost their way and could not find where they wanted to go. They could only run around everywhere and were about to run to Murong Ji and Lu Xueqi.

Murong Ji's heart moved, and he stretched out his palm, and the white rainbow palm power penetrated the true energy into the Juxian Banner.

The Gathering Immortals Banner slowly lit up, as if it was coated with a layer of golden light, and slowly rose, fluttering in the wind in the air.

Countless evil spirits floated into the banner.

On the Juxian Banner, the two characters "Juxian" and the three Taoist Tai Chi seals at the top, middle and bottom seem to be rotating slowly.

The Gathering Immortals Banner fluttered in the wind, emitting an invisible and intangible pure energy. This energy was very magical, so magical that just breathing it in and out a few times would instantly make one feel more energetic.

Murong Ji frowned slightly. He didn't know whether this spiritual energy would have a negative impact on the soul. What if...

After thinking about it, I decided to give up. It is better to achieve spiritual growth through one's own cultivation.

Murong Ji exhaled slowly, sending these ghosts on their way, and sang loudly: "Some serve their masters without caring about their own lives. Some die in battle without caring about their own lives. Some seek wealth through business and die from greed."

"Some seek fame and fortune, but die in the process. Some are stubborn and vicious by nature, and act treacherously. They are not kind to others, nor are they generous to others. They live in remote places, and are narrow-minded and impatient. When they are sick, no one will take care of them."

"Once the baby is sick, he will be in great distress. He may be oppressed by hunger and cold, and injured both internally and externally. He will die on the roadside, with no one to pick him up. He may be dragged by pigs and dogs. He may be eaten by rats and insects. He may be trapped on the road while alive, and buried in ditches after death. He may be exposed to the wind and sun."

"When rain washes away the frost, no skin can be seen, only bones and corpses remain. Some have no hands or feet. Some have no head or feet, and their bodies are scattered. It is very sad. Now let's collect the skirts and bury them together. There is no distinction between men and women, old and young. Avoid exposing them, and cover them all."

"Moreover, in the great teachings, compassion is the foundation..."

The sound of Tao, accompanied by Murong Ji's true energy, spread in all directions, as if it was a dialogue and comfort that had been separated for thousands of years.

An inexplicable sadness surged, it was the confession, unwillingness, resentment, roar, and cry of these dead people...

It varies. The feeling of powerlessness before the world makes people despair, the feeling of powerlessness before a powerful enemy makes people unwilling to accept the fate, and the feeling of powerlessness before fellow human beings makes people angry.

After Murong Ji finished singing and drinking, his voice became a little hoarse. Looking at the gradually dissipating evil spirit, Murong Ji was silent for a long time, until he took back the Gathering Immortal Banner, his emotions were still surging.

He had never saved others, and he didn't know if this method of saving others was useful, so he just took it as a psychological comfort.

He didn't know how many of these people died in the Blood Refining Hall, but it was definitely not a small number.

Among the people he knew, the black-hearted old man was the first one who had killed countless lives without regard for human lives. It would be difficult to ease the pain and hatred in his heart as long as he didn't die.

The Undead Abyss is too vast. No one knows how big it is, and there is no way to count how many evil spirits are there.

"Brother Murong, is this the Gathering Immortals Banner? I think it's the Soul Summoning Banner!" Lu Xueqi came back to her senses and looked at Murong Ji coldly, "How are you going to explain to the elders of the sect for refining such an evil magic weapon?"

Murong Ji didn't say anything. He rolled up the banner and put it away. Then he flew down on his sword and picked up the two bags.

He knew that with Lu Xueqi's personality, this would be the result. If he lied to her and she found out one day, it would be even more serious.

It would be better to show yourself to her and let her make her own choice.

"Xueqi, did I kill someone with it? Or did I do something with it? These people suffered in their lives, and they will have to suffer here after death. I am saving them from suffering."

Lu Xueqi frowned slightly. What he said was indeed true. She turned around and said nothing more.

They were silent along the way until they reached the huge rock with the word "Dead Soul Abyss" written on it, and they landed on the ground to rest for a while.

Murong Ji put down the two bags and took a look. Apart from Lin Feng's body, there were only traces of their fight.

He walked forward to check Lin Feng's body and took out a folding fan from his arms.

(End of this chapter)