Chapter 236 This is suffocated to death
Someone reminded him, "Brother Murong, we can't use the magic weapon of the Demon Sect's Blood Refining Method..."

Murong Ji turned around and smiled, "Then I'll keep it. This stick is really nice."

Everyone was silent again. They used to think that Dazhu Peak was very normal, with only a few unusual people, which was nothing. But now they suddenly changed their minds.

This is a dice and an official seal, no need to complain. Now there is another person who likes to collect.

"next."

Murong Ji's voice was not loud, but it was deafening.

"Um, Senior Brother Murong, do you want to come over and take a rest?"

"No, I'm in a hurry."

At this time, a man walked out from among the disciples of the Demon Sect. He was dressed in brocade and jade, and had a white feather cloak draped over his back, with a Tai Chi pattern engraved on it.

Under the cloak, he was dressed like a scholar and looked much more cultured than his fourth brother He Dazhi.

"Your Excellency is..." Murong Ji really couldn't tell who this person was.

The man clasped his hands together in salute and nodded slightly, "I am from Changshengtang..."

Murong Ji interrupted him directly, "No need, I'm not interested in you, just start."

The Changsheng Hall disciple's expression froze, and his eyes immediately turned gloomy. He said coldly, "I am Jin Leishan from the Changsheng Hall. Nice to meet you, fellow Taoist."

Murong Ji sneered and said nothing more: "Go ahead."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Leishan took out a pen from his cloak. The pen was more than a foot long, simple and elegant, and it was obvious that it was not an ordinary thing.

Murong Ji glanced sideways slightly. He had to say, this was another good treasure.

The next moment, Jin Leishan kept waving his brush and ink, sketching out an eight-diagram formation in the air. Murong Ji's pupils shrank, this technique was interesting, it was actually based on the formation.

But, isn’t this prelude a little too long?
In an instant, Murong Ji's figure left a trail of afterimage, and when everyone reacted, he had already appeared in front of Jin Leishan.

The Tianwen Sword was swung down, fast and fierce.

"Buzz!"

In front of Jinlei Mountain, a Yin-Yang Bagua diagram appeared, resisting the murderous intent of the Tianwen Sword.

Murong Ji thrust forward fiercely, but the Tianwen Sword could not move forward any further, and its force was instead being dissipated bit by bit.

"interesting."

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge recoil force suddenly came from the Tianwen Sword.

Murong Ji held on tightly, and when he looked up, he found that the Bagua Formation was slowly turning, constantly confronting him, and the force was getting stronger and stronger.

"Isn't the force of this counterattack the same as the force of my attack just now?"

Jin Leishan smiled slightly, a little devilishly, and did not reply, but the meaning was self-evident.

Before Murong Ji could react, the Bagua Formation instantly reversed, and Murong Ji suddenly felt as if something was working on his body.

He frowned and checked his whole body, but found nothing. He looked up again and saw the sword energy slowly brewing from the Bagua formation.

Murong Ji's pupils shrank sharply. This was his own sword energy!
"Whoa!"

Endless sword energy flew towards him. Murong Ji used his lightness skills to jump up and avoid the attack of the sword energy. When he looked again, the Bagua Formation had turned around.

In a hurry, Murong Ji received a sword energy, and his face instantly became solemn, [Is this really my sword energy?! ]

"Hehe, the technique is indeed good, but the speed is a bit slow."

"Really? Daoist friend, do you want it to be faster? Yes."

As soon as Jin Leishan finished speaking, the Bagua Formation split into two, with opposite formation patterns, somewhat like a mirrored formation.

Murong Ji frowned slightly, and was very cautious in his heart. He knew very well the power of his sword.

It is unrealistic to rely on your body to resist.

Sure enough, the power and speed of the two Bagua formations increased several times in an instant, and the sword energy came like a rain curtain, leaving no one with the slightest chance.

[It's a pity that I can't move flexibly.] Murong Ji sneered. This is just the tip of the iceberg.

After several attempts at fighting, Murong Ji was never effectively harmed. However, he felt that he had not fully utilized the actual power of this formation.

By now, Murong Ji had figured out the power and function of this formation. "Jin Leishan, huh? Don't you think you've run out of tricks?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ji rushed forward suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the formation.

Jin Leishan was not panicked at all, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "I've been waiting for you!"

The next moment, endless flames burst out like an overwhelming force.

Murong Ji rolled over and moved to the side. As the flame went out, dense earth spikes suddenly burst out from the ground.

He suddenly jumped up and flew on the sword, but endless hail appeared in the air.

"Yin Yang and the Five Elements?!"

Murong Ji retreated far away on his sword and looked at Jin Leishan with a frown.

Jin Leishan was somewhat proud and said with a smile: "Yin and Yang are one, and the use of Taoism is infinite. Daoist friend Murong, what do you think of the Taoism of my Changsheng Hall?"

Murong Ji raised his lips slightly, "Very extraordinary, it is indeed reasonable for him to have a place in the Demon Sect."

"But..." Murong Ji changed his tone, his expression became a little strange, and then he laughed again.

"But what?"

Murong Ji continued, "However, if the Demon Cult is determined to unify, your Changsheng Hall will definitely be the first to be destroyed."

The murderous aura on Jin Leishan's body suddenly exploded, "Nonsense! Die!" Endless wind, rain and swords blew towards him.

Murong Ji looked at Jin Leishan with a smile, he was not talking nonsense, it was true that yin and yang were one, but it was far from the relationship with the five elements.

'Yin and Yang are one', but there is one more sentence left to say, 'they hide each other, influence each other and replace each other, and cannot be fixed by one thing.'

The problem lies in the last sentence, 'You cannot stick to one thing and determine the image.'

Murong Ji waved his hand, and the wind blades and rain swords were instantly returned.

Jin Leishan sneered, without dodging or evading, he wrapped himself in his cloak and allowed the attack to fall on him.

The sound of "puff puff" of attack was heard, and the wind blades and rain swords penetrated into Jin Leishan's cloak, but there was not a single wound.

Jin Leishan looked at Murong Ji proudly, "How is it..."

Suddenly he stopped, with a look of disbelief on his face, "How could it be? How come nothing happened to you?!"

Murong Ji looked at him coldly and said, "Stupid as hell."

It's nothing more than returning your attack to yourself through some means. The cloak is a magic weapon. Can't you see it?

Then he swung the sword down, and endless sword energy poured down from the sky. The sword energy pierced through the Bagua formation and fell on Jin Leishan's body.

Jin Leishan covered his whole body with his cloak again. After the sword energy faded away, he was about to speak when he found that he had been tied up tightly with a rope.

"The Immortal Rope! Madam Qiongmian! What are you doing!"

Almost everyone looked in the direction of the Blood Refining Hall, their eyes falling on the coquettish young woman leaning against the old man.

Jin Leishan's face changed drastically, and his Qi and blood began to be sucked away by the rope. He looked at Murong Ji in disbelief, "You! How could you..."

Murong Ji secretly thought that something was not right, and pointed his sword. The immortal rope instantly dragged Jin Lei Shanji towards the underground.

The whole place was silent. Half an hour later, the Immortal Binding Rope and the Golden Thunder Mountain emerged from the ground.

When everyone looked over, Jin Leishan's face was blue and purple, and he had already died.

"He was suffocated to death!"

Someone shouted, and the silence around them was instantly broken.

"Suffocated to death? Impossible! We monks can all hold our breath. An hour or so is nothing!"

"What if there is no true energy..."

……

Murong Ji stretched out his hand into the air and Jin Leishan was sucked into his hand.

Afterwards, the people from both the righteous and evil paths saw Murong Ji stripping Jin Leishan of his clothes, the one-foot-long brush, the cloak...

All the magic weapons were taken away by Murong Ji, and then Jin Leishan's body was thrown back into the Demon Cult camp.

"Next!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Hao came up, grabbed his hand and said, "Brother Murong, you'd better come and rest."

Murong Ji was stunned, but did not resist, allowing Qi Hao to drag him out of the battlefield.

Then a man came out from the Demon Cult, the Wild Dog Taoist.

Someone comes on stage from Tianyin Temple.

Murong Ji looked towards the battlefield and frowned slightly. The Wild Dog Taoist's level of cultivation was actually not low, he just didn't have a good method of practicing.

If he could obtain the complete inheritance of the Blood Refining Hall, he might not be worse than others.

"That's Junior Brother Fazhong. He's very powerful, no less powerful than Junior Brother Fashan."

Qi Hao's voice sounded beside him, but Murong Ji did not reply, but just watched quietly.

Seeing this, Qi Hao smiled slightly and said, "Junior brother, are you blaming me for bringing you down here?"

"I dare not. Senior Brother Qi, you must have your reasons for doing this."

"Junior Brother Murong is smart. While you are analyzing other people's moves and fighting methods, others are also analyzing yours."

"If we get into a chaotic fight later, the other side will send people to pin you down, and we will be in a passive position..."

Murong Ji nodded, understanding in his heart that his fighting power could in many cases play a big role and even change the situation of the battle.

"Brother Murong, do you know who the demon sect disciple you eliminated was?"

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, "He must be a minion of Changsheng Hall."

"Hahaha, Junior Brother Murong, he is not some small fry, but the fourth disciple of Yu Yangzi of Changsheng Hall."

Murong Ji frowned slightly, "So weak?!"

Qi Hao: “…”

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji remembered the purpose of Changsheng Hall, "Yin and Yang are one, and the use of Tao is infinite."

He had a feeling that a large part of the Changshengtang's skills were missing. Logically speaking, if he could cultivate the Yin-Yang method, it would be obvious.

In his memory, Changshengtang has always been guarding the Demon Cult's Temple. It shouldn't be so bad.

Quickly searching for information about yin and yang in my mind.

【Yin and Yang are two sides of the same coin, they hide each other, and they interact with each other. You can’t stick to one and define their image. Although they have no fixed image, they change with the Tao. The upper one can be the Tao, and the lower one can be the instrument.】

【The Tao has infinite uses and is everywhere. It is discussed according to its use.】

(End of this chapter)