Chapter 278 You won’t be able to have children in a few years
Then he continued, "Senior Yuyangzi, how about you pass on the secrets of Changshengtang to me, and I will help you find a successor?"

"You're dreaming!" Yu Yangzi roared at Murong Ji, still guarding the foundation of his sect and refusing to let go.

"Beast! Get out here!"

There was a roar, and the sound spread in all directions, followed by an echo.

The remaining disciples of Changsheng Hall were awakened one after another and looked at Murong Ji and the surrounding environment vigilantly.

Murong Ji yawned. He had been fighting battles one after another and then traveling all night. He was really sleepy.

"Uncle Yuyangzi, are you looking for him?"

There was a sound of breaking air, and with a "bang", something fell in front of Yu Yangzi.

Yu Yangzi looked carefully and saw Meng Ji's head rolling a few times and falling at his feet. His terrified eyes met Yu Yangzi's.

"Oh!"

At that moment, Yu Yangzi could no longer hold on! Meng Ji! The successor he had chosen! Gone! The last Shangqing master was gone!

"Senior Yuyangzi, why don't you pass on your skills to me..."

"Get out! Get out of here!" Yu Yangzi roared at Murong Ji again and was on the verge of collapse.

After venting his emotions, Yu Yangzi suddenly became more sober. He restrained his expression, looked at the darkness around him, and slowly calmed down his mind.

"Qin Wuyan!"

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly. This Yu Yangzi was indeed a character. He could still hold up the situation even in such a desperate situation.

Unfortunately, the camps are different.

Murong Ji stretched lazily and looked behind him. A graceful young woman, Jin Ping'er, walked out gracefully.

Yu Yangzi suddenly turned around and saw Jin Ping'er and Murong Ji who was roasting food at the same time. His eyes lit up.

"My dear nephew Murong, if you want to learn the exquisite techniques of my Changsheng Hall, you only need to take me as your master. When we survive this disaster, I will definitely teach you everything I know. Even my position as the head of the hall will be yours."

Murong Ji rolled his eyes in annoyance, "Are you crazy or am I crazy? If you are willing to give the Changshengtang's skills, then give it to me. If you are not willing to give it, then let the Changshengtang inheritance be cut off."

Hearing this, Yu Yangzi's face darkened, but he was constantly weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

What is the most fundamental thing of a sect? Kung Fu!

[Is Changshengtang going to be destroyed by my hands? ! ! ]

Yu Yangzi heard a commotion behind him, turned around and his face turned paler instantly. This was the most dangerous situation he feared!
"Ghost Li!"

"Haha, it turns out that the three of you have already agreed to work together to deal with my Changsheng Hall. I was so delusional that I wanted to provoke you."

Murong Ji glanced at Jin Ping'er who was sitting opposite the campfire, and very calmly picked up the food that Murong Ji was roasting and started eating it, not treating herself as an outsider at all.

His eyebrows twitched. "I'm telling you, why don't you do your business first? Why do you come here and steal my food?"

Jin Ping'er smiled charmingly and looked at Murong Ji with a charming look, "Why? You don't want to?"

Murong Ji ignored it for the time being and said to Yu Yangzi: "Senior, if you pass on the secret technique to me, I can swear to find a disciple for you!"

Yu Yangzi still didn't reply, Murong Ji was a little impatient, "You don't still think you can live until dawn?"

"Haha, haha, little friend Murong, you are also surrounded by them. After I die, it will be your turn. Why don't you and I join forces?"

"Okay, you have to give me the secret technique first."

Yu Yangzi: “…”

At this time, Murong Ji turned to look at Jin Ping'er and said with a smile: "Beauty, I'm willing to eat something from me. But you have to pay!"

Jin Ping Er started to giggle, "You are really cruel, I don't have much money, why don't I pay with my body..."

Murong Ji said calmly, "I think it's dirty."

The murderous look on Jin Ping'er's face flashed away, but she suppressed it again, "I am still a virgin."

Murong Ji was too lazy to pay attention to her and turned to look at Yu Yangzi in the middle and Zhang Xiaofan opposite him.

The night wind blows, and the hero's end is here.

"My fellow Changsheng Hall members, the Changsheng Hall has reached its end tonight. You and I are both disciples of the Holy Church. Why don't you surrender to us? Not only can you save your life, but you can also continue your path."

Yu Yangzi's face turned pale, and he did not say anything to stop the scolding. Soon, someone behind him shouted, "I surrender! I surrender!"

Then, he held high the magic weapon in his hand, ran out of his own camp, and ran towards the nearest Ghost King Sect.

One stone stirs up a thousand ripples. Yu Yangzi listened to the constant cries of his disciples behind him, slowly closed his eyes, and sighed helplessly.

In a short while, Yu Yangzi was the only one left on the field.

"That's fine."

"Senior Yuyangzi." Murong Ji spoke again at this time, "How about you give me the secret technique and I will help you escape? I can swear to it."

Yu Yangzi opened his eyes and looked at Murong Ji with cold eyes.

"Forget it, forget it. Today I am at my wit's end and have no other options. I will surrender to you. I think my skills in Taoism can still be of some use to you." Murong Ji looked at Jin Ping'er's face and was tempted.

He laughed out loud, "I am saying, Senior Yuyangzi, if you don't do this, you will..."

"Shut up! This is the business of my Holy Church! What does it have to do with your Qingyun Sect? You should think about how to escape!"

Murong Ji looked at Yu Yangzi with amusement, "Are you sure they can accept you?"

"Senior Yuyangzi, according to our Qingyun Sect's realm, you are at the eighth level of Shangqing, not inferior to my master Tian Buyi."

"There are only a few masters like my master in both the righteous and evil ways. If your injuries are healed, you can almost break the balance of the three sects of the Demon Cult."

"Not only that, if you surrendered to save your life, it would be fine, but I asked you for the secret techniques several times, but you refused to give them to me. You stubbornly defended the foundation of the sect. Everyone present can see clearly what you are thinking."

Yu Yangzi's face turned pale, and he looked at Murong Ji with gritted teeth, "Mu! Rong! Ji!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Xiaofan behind him said calmly: "You are so advanced in Taoism and so senior. If you go to the Ghost King Sect, there will be no place for me."

One sentence almost ended Yu Yangzi's life.

"Pa pa pa!" Murong Ji clapped his hands. "Look, there are still smart people. When it comes to their own interests, they will naturally not give in. It's not that I'm being nosy!"

Yu Yangzi glanced at everyone coldly, feeling sad and angry in his heart, "Haha, haha, all of you come at me together!" He wanted to make one last fight and would never sit back and wait to die!
Zhang Xiaofan jumped up and smashed down on his head with a stick. Yu Yangzi used his limited true energy to block the attack.

Turning around, he realized that his true energy had been infected by the poison gas without him knowing when. His face changed and he turned to look at Qin Wuyan, somewhat surprised!

Murong Ji ate the food in his hand and glanced at Jin Ping'er, "If you don't go to help, Yu Yangzi will be very troublesome."

"Why rush? It would be great if we could get the benefits that belong to us without any effort."

The corner of Murong Ji's mouth twitched. Now, Changshengtang was just an empty shell. All the resources were with him.

Suddenly he stood up and brushed the dew off his body.

"Why, you want to leave? I can open a hole for you."

Murong Ji ignored him and asked, "Have you finished eating?"

Jin Ping'er was a little confused and nodded. The next moment, she saw Murong Ji took out a bell.

"jingle"

Jin Ping'er's head buzzed and she felt dizzy. When she came to her senses, Murong Ji had already grasped her throat tightly. A single exertion of force would be enough to kill her.

I don’t know what means Murong Ji used. When I was clamped by him, I couldn’t use any strength at all, let alone mobilize my true energy. Even my consciousness was a little fuzzy.

His free hand kept touching something on her body.

Then I felt something on my waist being turned out, a purse, a money bag, pills, etc. that contained some private things.

He reached under her palm and snatched the weapon from her wrist.

Murong Ji glanced at the Hehuan Sect disciples who surrounded him, sneered, and threw Jin Ping'er to the ground.

He glanced at her calmly.

"Cough cough." Jin Ping'er's rapid breathing sounded like soft music to people's ears.

Murong Ji couldn't help but look at her twice. If he hadn't practiced the Dragon and Phoenix Skill with Lu Xueqi, he might have tried it. Ahem.

[This woman is simply charming to the core! ]

"Hehuan Bell?!"

"Wrong, it's the Soul-Catching Bell!" Murong Ji looked at the bags in his hand and weighed them. "This is the meal money. Eating my meal for free is a treatment only my wife can enjoy."

After saying this, Murong Ji put it into the dragon ring and looked at the weapon in his hand. It had a rather strange shape. It was purple in color, emitting a faint purple glow, charming and elegant.

"Is this the Purple Blade?"

Blade, this is not the name of a weapon, but a description of this Nine Heavens Divine Weapon. Blade usually refers to the blade of a knife or a sword, which is the opening of a sword.

This weapon is more accurately called a knife, with a narrow blade, perfect for assassination.

Murong Ji felt that this "blade" referred to the long and slender palm blade of a woman. He looked at Jin Ping'er's palm blade, which could be hidden. When her jade hand passed by, she could kill people without anyone noticing.

This Nine Heavens Divine Weapon is of better quality than the Tianya Sword.

Murong Ji held the weapon, and a chilling feeling came over him, "It is extremely evil and will hurt the meridians. The further you practice, the harder it will be to improve."

"You should marry someone with a Yang constitution. Well, in a few years, your uterine coldness will become more serious, and you will not be able to have children, and you will also suffer from menstrual cramps."

Jin Ping'er blushed slightly, "Bah! Are you humiliating me?"

Murong Ji came back to his senses and threw the purple blade back, "Occupational disease."

Then he turned around and looked at Yu Yangzi. At this moment, he had been beaten so badly that he couldn't even cough up blood. The Soul-Eating Stick made him feel like he was in ecstasy.

Murong Ji took a step forward and hit Zhang Xiaofan with the Taoist bell in his hand.

(End of this chapter)