Chapter 240 If you are possessed by the devil, I will kill you!
After returning to the camp, Murong Ji began to adjust his body. Relying on the power of the magic weapon, he fought against Wanren. In fact, he did not even use his full strength.

Murong Ji sighed lightly, feeling that his path was endless. If he wanted to lay a solid foundation like a rock, he would have to work hard.

Looking back, it was the eldest brother who came in with the meal.

Song Daren looked at Murong Ji in a daze and placed the food in front of him. "Eat first. If you have any worries, talk about it later. If it doesn't work, go and ask your Senior Sister Wenmin to ask for mercy, so that Junior Sister Lu won't be angry..."

Murong Ji: “???”

"Big Brother, what are you talking about?"

Song Daren chuckled and said nothing more, "Eat, eat." Then he walked towards the cave entrance, as if he had thought of something.

Then he said, "Seventh Junior Brother, go to Master after dinner. Master is looking for you."

"I understand, senior brother."

After eating, Murong Ji took the dishes to wash. He happened to see his sixth senior brother washing dishes. He washed the dishes with him and then walked towards the master's cave.

Standing at the door, Murong Ji bowed and said, "Master, are you looking for me?"

Tian Buyi walked out of the cave without saying a word and headed towards the deep forest in front of him. Murong Ji followed behind him, but he was constantly thinking about what he wanted to do with him.

Suddenly he thought of the Gathering Immortal Banner. This magic weapon does have the effect of refining essence and blood, and can also absorb the opponent's true qi. So far, this is the best thing he can refine.

My heart sank slightly, [It is probably about the Juxian Banner. ]

Walking deep into the forest, Tian Buyi found a secluded place, then stopped, turned around, and looked at Murong Ji with a frown.

For a moment, he didn't know how to start.

Murong Ji knelt on the ground with a thump, "Master, are you looking for a disciple for the matter of the Gathering Immortal Banner?"

Tian Buyi's expression darkened again, "Hehe, the Gathering Immortals Banner? I think it's the Gathering Evils Banner!"

As soon as the topic was brought up, Tian Buyi's anger surged up, "Tell me, how is the method of gathering immortals!"

Murong Ji thought about it, but he had no way to defend himself, so he said frankly: "Master, I found the location of the Blood Refining Hall in the Dead Abyss, and I also saw the brush left by the Qingye Patriarch."

Tian Buyi sneered: "Haha, okay, do you want to tell me that it was Grandmaster Qingye who gave you the instructions?"

Tian Buyi's roar exploded in Murong Ji's ears, making him dizzy and dazed. It took him a long time to feel better.

"Master, please calm down. This is not what I meant. Grandmaster Qingye only left one sentence, 'Daoyou, you have taken the wrong path.' I then reversed the blood refining method, summarized and integrated the spiritual energy and evil energy, and made this banner."

"Master, please look." After saying that, Murong Ji directly took out the Gathering Immortal Banner and held it in his hand.

In an instant, the spiritual energy and evil spirits between heaven and earth surged in and were absorbed into the banner, and what came out was gray mist.

Tian Buyi's face turned grim as he grasped a ball of grey mist and looked at it carefully. This thing was not as gentle as spiritual energy, nor as violent as evil spirit. Instead, it had a weird feeling.

It’s like an illusion that the world is supposed to be like this.

His pupils shrank, and Tian Buyi felt that the thought just now was ridiculous.

"Hmph!" With a wave of his hand, the rising gray mist was dispersed.

"Master, this thing can restore things to their original state, disciple..."

Tian Buyi looked at him coldly, and Murong Ji could no longer speak and could only respond in silence.

He knocked his head to the ground and waited for his fate.

After a long time, Tian Buyi sighed and said, "Seventh Brother, how many years have you been my disciple?"

"Master, it has been sixteen years."

Tian Buyi murmured to himself, "Time flies, it's already been sixteen years." Looking at the sunlight shining through the trees in the sky, he felt tired for some reason.

"Your senior brothers are not as troublesome as you two."

Murong Ji pursed his lips, wanting to say something, but swallowed his words. There was no way to refute the issue of the concept of cultivation.

It is not easy to break one's own cognition. People like Tian Buyi have been learning and studying the same thing since childhood. Why should they change?

The fact that Tian Buyi acquiesced to his modification of Qingyun Sect's martial arts showed his great open-mindedness.

"Listen to what I say, and practice well. Don't struggle any more. If... I can't protect you!"

Murong Ji felt a little touched. It would be a lie to say that he was not moved. It was really not easy to achieve such a level.

"The disciple understands."

In an instant, Tian Buyi could no longer hold back his anger and kicked Murong Ji on the shoulder with such great force that he sent Murong Ji flying.

"You know nothing!"

"If you understood, you wouldn't take that dangerous road!"

"If you only understood! You are not taking the smooth path of cultivation opened up by our ancestors, but are taking that rugged path!"

Tian Buyi was breathing heavily with anger, his eyes wide open, and he pointed at Murong Ji, who was kneeling again, and was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Please calm down, Master."

"Calm down! How dare I be angry with you? You are so powerful that you even look down on the Taoist teachings of the ancestors!"

Murong Ji thought for a moment and said in a low voice: "The master's method is indeed good, and I admit it, but..." Having said that, Murong Ji raised his head and looked at Tian Buyi.

He said slowly: "But, since Patriarch Qingye revitalized Qingyun Sect, it has been a thousand years. In a thousand years, is there anyone who can surpass Patriarch Qingye?"

"The master is powerful, but he has also created a circle for the younger disciples. If you want to break it, you have to keep on..." "If you become possessed by the devil, I will kill you!" Tian Buyi suddenly interrupted Murong Ji and stared at him.

"If I hear the truth in the morning, I will die in the evening."

Murong Ji kowtowed again, but could not get up after a long time, and waited for his master's decision.

Tian Buyi was suddenly stunned, and for a moment, it seemed that something was different.

He turned around, looked at the dark clouds rolling in the sky, frowned slightly, and wondered what he was thinking.

Suddenly, he turned his head and looked in one direction of the deep forest, his eyes staring at that place intently.

Soon, the sound of footsteps was heard.

A gentle woman walked out of the woods, Master's Wife Su Ru.

Tian Buyi's murderous aura and vigilance disappeared instantly. As he watched his wife coming towards him, a smile appeared on his face.

Su Ru glanced at the master and his apprentice, "Seventh Brother, get up."

Murong Ji looked up at his master Tian Buyi, did not deny it, kowtowed, then stood up and saluted, saying, "Master's Wife."

Su Ru nodded and said, "You go down first. I'll talk to your master."

"Yes."

Tian Buyi snorted coldly, "Call Xiaofan over. It's been so long and no one is around!"

"Yes, I will go find Xiaofan right away."

Walking in the woods, Murong Ji headed towards the righteous camp. Suddenly, he felt a chill on his back, and an endless wind blew through the jungle.

Looking up, I saw dark clouds covering the sky.

"Woo~woo~"

The sound of the wind and the roar seemed even more eerie in the gradually darkening jungle.

The gusts of cold wind brought some coolness.

Murong Ji frowned slightly, wondering if he was being targeted by someone.

"Ahh! It's him, that's him!"

Murong Ji's heart trembled. He did not find where the enemy was, but the voice sounded familiar.

He frowned slightly and walked towards the direction where the sound came from.

"Is this the kid from Qingyun Sect?"

Murong Ji stood behind a tree, looking at a mass of black mist that was swirling around him. A pair of blood-red eyes emerged from the mist.

[Old vampire?! ]

Murong Ji was shocked. This was the garrison of the righteous sect! So brave?

"You little bastard from Qingyun Sect! You're the one who killed my disciple!"

Murong Ji took out the dragon tongue bow, bent the bow and put the arrow on it, aimed at the black shadow with a serious expression, and waited until the old vampire finished speaking before shooting an arrow.

"call out!"

"puff!"

The sound of an arrow breaking through the body was heard, and the powerful force directly sent the old vampire monster flying backwards and firmly fixed it on the tree trunk.

"Hehehe, hahahaha, okay, it's really okay."

Murong Ji's pupils shrank. He had expected that the snake arrow was not a Nine Heavens Divine Weapon and did not penetrate deeply. The old vampire demon was someone who could fight with his master.

It would be unreasonable if I were really killed by my own arrow.

The old vampire stared at Murong Ji with a pair of blood-red eyes. "You little brat from Qingyun Sect, you are really good at this. If I were your generation, I would have died in your hands by now."

Murong Ji stood on a thick tree fork, "Senior Vampire, I am honored to be in your presence."

"Hey, who are you from?"

"My master, Tian Buyi." Having said this, Murong Ji watched the billowing black mist sweep up again and wrap up the old vampire demon himself.

He took out a package from the storage ring, threw it to Zhang Xiaofan, and said in a voice transmission: [Xiaofan, go and put these bottles on the upwind side, and remember to open the bottles.]

"Seventh Senior Brother, then here..."

"I'm here, go quickly!" Then he looked at the old vampire demon and continued, "Senior vampire, you don't know that your disciple died at my hands. I killed him by stabbing his heart with my palm technique."

"Hehe, hehe." The old vampire demon looked at Jiang Lao San's body and found that it was indeed as he said. "If that's the case, then you have to pay for my apprentice's life!"

Murong Ji was startled, and when he looked again, he saw a mass of black fog rushing over. At the same time, the surroundings became even darker, with ghosts howling loudly, and gusts of cold wind, freezing cold.

Murong Ji frowned tightly, flipped his hand, and the Gathering Immortal Banner instantly appeared in his hand. He circulated his true energy, and in an instant, countless black mists surged and were absorbed into the Gathering Immortal Banner, which then turned it into gray mist.

The breeze blew and dissipated between heaven and earth.

The black evil spirit dissipated, revealing a blood-red skull. The skull was more than two people tall. It was really hard to imagine what kind of humanoid creature it was with such a huge head.

(End of this chapter)