Chapter 287: Dragon Head Peak's Heavenly Secret Seal

Tian Buyi flipped through the rubbings in his hand, put the album down in an upset mood, thought for a moment, and handed it to Daoxuan, "Master Brother, you should take a look at this."

Daoxuan withdrew his thoughts, took the album, looked through it carefully, and his face became increasingly heavy.

"How much do you know about the fishmen?"

Murong Ji was startled, knowing that he was being asked, he took a step forward, clasped his fists and said, "To reply to the head master, among the sixty-three tribes in southern Xinjiang, the strength of the fishmen is in the upper middle level."

"They believe that they were born from the union of an ancient fish god and a human woman, so they worship the fish god as their ancestor. When fighting, they will always cut up the opponent's body, which is extremely cruel."

"They believe that this is the only way to break the soul."

After saying this, Daoxuan put down the atlas in his hand and looked at the ground in front of him with a serious face.

Murong Ji frowned slightly. There was something wrong with Daoxuan at this moment. If it were in the past, he would have discussed it with Tian Buyi, Shuiyue and others instead of thinking about it himself.

I glanced at Shuiyue who didn't care, but she was distracted? ! !
"What do you think?"

Daoxuan asked, and Tian Buyi said, "Master, the terrain of the Shiwan Mountains is dangerous. It is not easy even if you want to fly over it with a sword."

"Besides, with Fenxiang Valley guarding the pass, it's understandable that one or two barbarians occasionally escape. Since these fishmen can appear in large numbers in the Central Plains, I'm afraid something has happened in Fenxiang Valley!"

"Master Brother, why don't you just write a letter and ask?" Shuiyue suddenly said.

Tian Buyi and Daoxuan finally reacted. No matter what, this was Fenxiang Valley's private matter. If the news got out and the merman tribe invaded the Central Plains in large numbers, Fenxiang Valley's reputation would suffer a great loss.

"Alright."

Moonlit night, Xiaozhu Peak.

Lu Xueqi opened a separate courtyard, and Murong Ji finally didn't have to sneak over the wall to enter the disciple courtyard.

When I walked into the yard, I saw Lu Xueqi sitting on a bamboo chair, gently combing her black hair. In the moonlight, there was a unique beauty.

"You came."

Murong Ji came back to his senses, sat down next to Lu Xueqi, took the comb from her hand, and combed her hair.

“You still do these?”

Murong Ji said nothing as he carefully helped her to tie her hair into a Taoist bun. Strictly speaking, they were already elders of Qingyun Sect and could wear a crown and no longer needed to wear disciple uniforms.

However, with the master present, putting on the crown seemed a bit disrespectful.

It was still early, and Murong Ji was sitting at the table, processing some materials for refining weapons and elixirs. In his mind, he remembered many recipes for elixirs and medicines, and was experimenting with them one by one to improve himself.

Nowadays, in Shoujing Hall of Dazhu Peak, Master Tian Buyi has opened a separate elixir storage room, which is filled with some fine elixirs, which are carefully preserved.

Murong Ji looked up at the moonlight, then turned to look at Lu Xueqi, holding the book and reading it carefully. For some reason, he inexplicably enjoyed this kind of peace.

"Xueqi..."

"Ok?"

"It's getting late, it's time to rest."

Lu Xueqi's face turned red, and before she could respond, she was picked up by Murong Ji. She punched Murong Ji's chest angrily, "Be serious..."

Murong Ji chuckled but did not respond.

The two of them, practicing the Dragon and Phoenix Skill, can indeed complement each other's shortcomings. Murong Ji makes up for Lu Xueqi's foundation, and Lu Xueqi makes up for Murong Ji's appearance.

Lu Xuxueqi lay on Murong Ji's chest, frowning slightly, as if she was thinking about something.

Murong Ji thought for a moment and said, "I guess we will go to Southern Xinjiang again soon."

Lu Xueqi did not answer. She had expected this result. Instead, she changed the subject, "After that thunder tribulation, your body seems to have changed."

His fingers gently stroked the electric patterns on Murong Ji's body that had not yet completely disappeared. He didn't quite understand why there was such a thing as a thunder tribulation.

"Well, I am very strong now, and my foundation is completely solid."

Lu Xueqi's face changed. She knew it. She pursed her lips but didn't say anything. It was a good thing for her.

Ancestral Hall.

Lin Jingyu stood quietly in the yard. He was very curious about who the guest was. He leaned inside to look, but saw nothing.

Inside the house, Daoxuan looked at Lin Jingyu and said slowly, "He looks too much like someone. Whether it's his temperament, expression, or even his appearance, he looks so much like that person. If I keep him around, I won't be able to sleep."

Wan Jianyi's face darkened, and the atmosphere between the two of them suddenly became tense.

"Hahaha, I'm just kidding!" Perhaps because he laughed too wildly, he couldn't help coughing a few times.

"Cough cough cough." He opened his hand and saw traces of blood.

Wan Jianyi frowned, "It's been ten years, and the injury hasn't healed yet?! Doesn't Tian Buyi have an apprentice who is good at medicine?"

Daoxuan did not answer, but perfunctorily said: "The backlash of the Zhuxian Sword is not that easy to cure."

"I heard that Tian Buyi's disciple is very good at dealing with evil spirits."

Daoxuan suddenly fell silent, staring blankly at the teacup in front of him.

“Oh, you suspicious person! After hundreds of years, you haven’t made any progress.” Daoxuan’s eyes suddenly flashed with murderous intent, and then disappeared: “You have made progress, but you are backstabbed in the back…”

Wan Jianyi's face darkened, "At least, I won't feel guilty when facing them!"

"Where is that evil witch from the cult..."

Suddenly, Wan Jianyi fell silent...

Changing the subject, Wan Jianyi suddenly said, "You try to integrate the evil spirit into your practice, aren't you afraid of becoming completely possessed by the devil?"

Daoxuan was silent for a long time, did not respond, but just sighed.

Wan Jianyi continued, "The murderous aura of the Immortal Execution Sword is different. After ten thousand years of accumulation, that murderous aura has become a rare treasure of heaven and earth. If you use it to refine your skills, you will definitely become a demon. Once you become a demon, I will kill you."

“Ha!” Daoxuan sneered, “You were no match for me one hundred and forty years ago! You are still no match for me now!”

"If I had the Dragon Slaying Sword in my hand, it would be enough to kill you."

"Why are you so sure that my strength will be greatly reduced if I become possessed by evil spirits?"

The more the two talked, the angrier they became. Daoxuan was too lazy to say any more, so he walked out of the ancestral hall with his hands behind his back, watching Lin Jingyu hurriedly salute.

He glanced coldly and walked out of the organization's ancestral hall.

Murong Ji looked at the jade disk in his hand. This jade disk was the product of his painstaking efforts to melt the crystal essence of dragon bone stone and condense it into such a small piece.

Then the tool was made by referring to the refining method of Xuanhuojian.

It has to be said that the dragon bone stone, which had been polished by the Black Water Mystic Serpent for thousands of years, was of very good quality. It had only been a short time since this piece of Mystic Fire Jade Bi became a Nine Heavens Divine Weapon.

Murong Ji kept making hand seals, practicing the fire-controlling technique imitating the Fenxiang Valley.

Finally, he sighed, somewhat helplessly. The Incense Burning Jade Book had been filled in and modified by countless outstanding people, and it was simply not something he could accomplish alone.

The Heavenly Book is indeed precious, but the skills passed down by the three sects for thousands of years have long had the meaning of transcending the Heavenly Book.

For example, in the Tai Chi Xuan Qing Taoism, can we still see the appearance of the fifth volume of the Heavenly Book?

The skills of any major sect cannot be simply passed down intact. A skill that is suitable for the founder does not necessarily mean it is suitable for everyone.

For example, Changshengtang’s martial arts are not weak, but what Yuyangzi uses is very rubbish. The basic attack of the Five Elements Magic is used as a big move. What can you do?
The eighth level of Shangqing Taoism, but the strength is so empty...

"It's impossible to catch up with Li Xun in the art of controlling fire."

He put down the Xuanhuo Jade Disk, took out the Five Elements Flag, and practiced the control methods recorded in the Heavenly Book one by one.

As night fell, Murong Ji stepped onto Longshou Peak.

There was a figure standing in the pine forest not far away. It was too dark to see the person's face clearly.

Seeing Murong Ji coming over, he walked out of the darkness.

"Brother Murong, have you thought it through?"

Murong Ji nodded and bowed to Qi Hao, "Please help me, Senior Brother Qi."

Qi Hao was silent for a moment, then he said: "I will keep my promise, but, Junior Brother Murong Ji, the Immortal Executioner Sword Formation concerns the survival of our sect, so please swear a solemn oath and never tell anyone else..."

Murong Ji raised his hand to the sky and said, "Disciple Murong Ji swears here that the sword formation I have learned will be used to protect the sect, eliminate enemies, promote kindness and conscience, and protect the righteous path."

"The killing weapon is heavy, and must be passed down to a good person. If you violate this oath, you will be punished by heaven and earth, and your Tao fruit will be destroyed."

Qi Hao bowed to Murong Ji, said no more, and took him directly to the ancient cave on Longshou Peak.

Murong Ji followed behind, looking at the heavy white jade door. At just one glance, he knew that this stone was also the material of the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon.

In the middle of the stone gate was a Tai Chi Taoist seal. Qi Hao used the Tai Chi Xuanqing Taoist method to open the door and lead Murong Ji in.

Murong Ji glanced at the 'door lock'. Only the Shangqing realm could open it. Otherwise, the cave could only be broken into by force.

When he walked into the ancient cave, it was not dark as he had imagined, but it was brightly fluorescent, and there were some crystal clear things on the stone walls of the cave.

"This is the special crystal stone in the ancient cave. It is the material of the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon. It is extremely hard and can be said to be a specialty of Qingyun Mountain."

"It is said that the seven stars on the Seven-Star Sword, the token of the leader of Tongtian Peak, were forged from crystal stones in the ancient cave of the Seven Peaks of Qingyun."

Murong Ji nodded. He had just learned all this.

Deep inside the cave, there was a three-story platform like white jade, barely reaching the height of the calf. Murong Ji was a little surprised. This thing that "looked like stone but not stone, looked like jade but not jade" was very similar to the "stone beads" formed by the essence of life!

[Could these be formed by the gathering of spiritual energy?! ]

Thinking of this, his heart was filled with shock. He exhaled slowly and secretly squeezed out a drop of blood to drop on it, but there was no change. He then breathed a sigh of relief.

If it was really as he thought, it would be too terrible. Qingyun Mountain is a blessed land, but it can't be too blessed.

Murong Ji walked onto the stage, and in the middle was a formation, like a mechanism.

"This is the Heavenly Secret Seal. I don't know what the Heavenly Secret Seals on other peaks are like. It is said that the Heavenly Secret Seals on each peak have different functions."

(End of this chapter)