Chapter 282 I’m talking about your grandma’s legs!
Suddenly it fell down and I caught it hastily.

As soon as she touched it, she could feel the majestic life force nourishing her body. After a closer look, her pupils shrank. The golden pattern on the jade bead was the work of Murong Ji!

This bead seems to be the opposite of the bloodthirsty bead.

The bloodthirsty bead absorbs the evil spirit from blood, but this bead absorbs the essence and spiritual energy of life.

Strictly speaking, they are all extremely evil creatures, but what they give back to their masters is very different. Holding this bead, she seemed to have an endless supply of true energy.

"Put it away first."

Lu Xueqi said no more. Having followed Murong Ji for such a long time, she must have seen all kinds of rare treasures.

Looking up, Murong Ji had already taken down the huge plaque. Suddenly, an inexplicable pressure descended, as if suppressing him in an instant.

All the magic tricks of Murong Ji in the town were invalid.

"careful!"

Lu Xueqi let out a clear cry and hurriedly took a few steps forward, wanting to catch him, but she was a step too slow and watched Murong Ji being knocked to the ground by the huge plaque that read "Treasure House of the Heavenly Emperor".

"boom!"

The entire giant tree shook, and the dull sound could be heard hundreds of years away.

"Murong Ji! Murong Ji!" Lu Xueqi flew over and used all her strength to move the huge plaque away. Then she saw Murong Ji lying half-dead on the ground, scratching his butt with his hand.

Lu Xueqi was so angry that she kicked him hard several times.

"Stop making trouble, let me slow down."

Lu Xueqi slumped beside Murong Ji, cold sweat unconsciously breaking out on her forehead. Even now, her heart was still pounding.

Murong Ji lay on the ground, stretched out his hand and put the plaque into the phoenix ring.

"Xueqi, there is a heavenly book in the Heavenly Emperor's treasury. I'll give you a chance to go in and take a look. Oh, and there is also a bowl of water and a pill or something."

"Why don't you go in yourself?"

"I have offended too many people. The Third Young Master of the Demon Cult, Li Xun, Yan Hong and others will never give me a chance. Even if I go in, I will have no chance..."

Lu Xueqi didn't say anything. She pulled Murong Ji up and looked at him carefully, frowning slightly. "Your body is almost catching up with that of a Spiritual Master."

The fighting power of Ling Zun is a mystery. If he can't win, he can resist. He can resist magic without any problem. A strong body has always been the gift of the demon race.

"Otherwise, if it's useless, why would I suppress my cultivation for so long?"

Lu Xueqi didn't say anything else.

Suddenly, they were both startled, "Someone is coming!"

Murong Ji took Lu Xueqi's hand and leaped towards the top of the tree canopy. Diving into the tree canopy, Murong Ji found a position and fixed the jade bead again.

Madly sucking the life essence of this ancient tree.

Lu Xueqi frowned, feeling somewhat unwilling, "So cruel, a little..."

Murong Ji laughed and said, "Xueqi, there are countless spirits and monsters in the world, why has this tree grown for tens of thousands of years and still not become a spirit or a monster?"

Lu Xueqi suddenly realized that Murong Ji was sealed by an unknown force when he was removing the plaque! That's why he fell for no reason.

She understood without further explanation that it was impossible for the Emperor of Heaven to seal off a tree for no reason.

Murong Ji stretched lazily and watched the bead suddenly peel off. After the jade shell was peeled off, the white marble-like material inside was revealed, which looked like stone but not stone, and like jade but not jade.

Murong Ji's heart skipped a beat and he turned to look at Lu Xueqi, who also had a serious look on her face.

Hearing the noise coming from below, Murong Ji and Lu Xueqi looked at each other again and flew downwards.

When the two climbed up to the Treasure House of Heaven and Earth again, they were a little surprised. There was no one else here, only Zhang Xiaofan!

Looking at the familiar face in front of me, there is a bit more vicissitudes and calmness, and less innocence and smile.

Ten years of hard work had worn away a lot of things from him.

The three of them were all acquaintances. After a long silence, Zhang Xiaofan looked at the close positions of Lu Xueqi and Murong Ji and suddenly said, "Congratulations."

Murong Ji's pupils shrank slightly, and he asked, "How is Biyao?"

"Not very good. Still no sign of sobriety."

Murong Ji didn't say much. Spiritual cultivation has always been very troublesome.

"Now, what do you think of the righteous path and the evil path?"

Zhang Xiaofan didn't say anything, just lowered his head in silence.

Murong Ji didn't necessarily need an answer. As long as he understood it in his heart, it was his own choice no matter which way he went.

Murong Ji turned his head and looked at the treasure house of heaven and earth in front of him. He couldn't open the door. If he could, the things inside would have been his long ago.

"Go back and see your master when you have time, Xiaofan."

Murong Ji's vague words hit his heart like a huge hammer, and then he added: "Master has been asking us to clean up your room."

"It was to wait for you to come back. From that year... to now, he has never expelled you from the sect."

Lu Xueqi frowned slightly and narrowed her eyes a little. The two brothers were engaged in a mental game, one attacking and the other defending, just like the methods that thousands of people had used against Zhang Xiaofan back then.

He exhaled slowly, thinking to himself: [They are not easy to deal with. ]

"Biyao..." Zhang Xiaofan's voice seemed to be an answer to Murong Ji. Murong Ji said nothing more and studied the formation of the Emperor's Treasury carefully. It was not until now that Murong Ji saw the formation pattern.

"Seventh Senior Brother, you have a way to repair the soul, right? You must have a way!"

Murong Ji turned around and did not answer his question. Instead, he said, "The Four Spirits Blood Formation is mysterious and unpredictable. You have to be careful. And that Mr. Ghost..."

"Boom"

The giant tree under his feet suddenly shook. Murong Ji stopped talking instantly and looked down at the tree with a frown.

The white fog made it impossible to see anything.

"Ding!"

Murong Ji turned his head and saw that Lu Xueqi and Zhang Xiaofan were already fighting each other. He frowned slightly, stepped forward and grabbed Lu Xueqi, and quickly retreated to make way, especially to the entrance of the treasure house of heaven and earth.

The gate to the Heavenly Emperor's treasury was towering. Murong Ji pulled Lu Xueqi and landed on the door pier above.

Lu Xueqi frowned and looked down at Zhang Xiaofan below. At this moment, he was trying desperately to open the door to the Heavenly Emperor's treasury.

Lu Xueqi couldn't help but feel a little impatient, Murong Ji patted her hand and gently comforted her, "I can't even open it, let alone him, let's wait for the Black Water Mystic Snake."

Thinking of this, Murong Ji instructed: "Xueqi, after you go in, give priority to the heavenly book, the bowl of water and the small bead, and don't force it."

After thinking carefully, Murong Ji continued: "The Heavenly Book is in that small bead. Sprinkling water drops on it can stimulate the scriptures."

While he was speaking, more people came downstairs, including Zeng Shushu, Fashang, Lin Jingyu, and Jin Ping'er.

Murong Ji put a finger to his lips, signaling silence. Then Murong Ji flew onto the roof and came out from another direction, pretending to have just arrived.

Soon, Yan Hong also jumped up.

The scene suddenly became quiet. Jin Ping'er stood silently beside Zhang Xiaofan. In this situation, Murong Ji alone was enough to deal with, let alone so many righteous masters.

While Murong Ji was distracted, Zeng Shushu had already hooked up with Zhang Xiaofan. Murong Ji's heart was pounding, he took a step forward, grabbed Zeng Shushu's shoulders and pulled him back with all his might.

"Xiao Fan! Let's chat later!"

"I'm talking about your grandma's legs!"

Murong Ji was so angry that he pulled the script out of his arms and smashed it into powder before he heaved a sigh of relief. It was a close call, as the man could have been thrown into the Demon Cult.

Before anyone could say anything, a pair of dark green eyes lit up, and Murong Ji's heart skipped a beat. Something was wrong. Was the Black Water Mystic Snake's eyes originally this color? !
Before he could think about it, the huge snake body had already reached the platform.

The huge snake head almost blocked the door to the Emperor of Heaven’s treasury!

Murong Ji took a deep breath and blocked a corner in front of the treasure house door.

The next moment, the Black Water Serpent slammed headfirst into the door of the Emperor's treasury.

"Boom!"

The giant tree trembled, and Murong Ji felt his feet tremble and almost fell down. After he stood firm, he carefully looked up, but did not see that Lu Xueqi was in trouble, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boom!"

The huge snake head continued to hit, and Murong Ji watched helplessly as the snake head knocked open a gap in the door of the treasure house of heaven and earth, but it was still not enough for one person to pass through.

"cracking!"

A cry was heard, and it turned out to be a yellow bird flying towards them quickly.

Murong Ji took a quick glance and saw that the Black Water Mystic Snake's impact would definitely allow one person to enter. He took a step forward and blocked the door directly.

"bump!"

The huge head of the Black Water Snake slammed into Murong Ji's body.

Murong Ji felt a pain in his body, and then there was nothing unusual. The huge pressure forced the door open, leaving a gap half a meter wide.

As Murong Ji expected, as soon as the huge head of the Black Water Snake retreated, someone rushed over with a weapon. Murong Ji waved his sword to block and directly stopped Zhang Xiaofan who was about to rush in in the chaos.

In the blink of an eye, the two brothers exchanged more than ten moves, each one ruthless and without holding back.

Zhang Xiaofan has mastered the three arts of magic, Taoism and Buddhism, and his foundation is as solid as Murong Ji's.

But it's still bad after all!

"jingle!"

The soul-catching bell swayed, making Zhang Xiaofan's brain dizzy. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Murong Ji stabbed out with a sword. When it reached Zhang Xiaofan's heart, he hesitated for a moment and turned the tip of the sword to avoid the vital point.

This hesitation also gave him the opportunity to block it.

"when!"

One sword knocked him back!

Following this, countless magic weapons attacked. Murong Ji's face darkened and he did not retreat at all. At this time, if he took a step back, it would mean he had taken a step back on the path of cultivation.

At this time, what's the point of caring about favors or personal feelings!
Don’t say anything, just say one word: fight.

In his previous life, the Taoist learning only taught him two words, tranquility and contention. In Murong Ji's view, the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism were all teaching him to contention.

The Confucian dispute is about self-discipline and restoration of propriety.

(End of this chapter)