Chapter 301 (Additional Update) Fenxiang Valley will be destroyed, it is better to escape as soon as possible
Even if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they had heard about Murong Ji and Lu Xueqi. They were a match made in heaven and a man of talent, and they were happy with it.

The level of cultivation of the two is already there, so the third generation can’t be that bad. If they are lucky and have both great talent and comprehension, wouldn’t it be possible for another Qingye Patriarch to appear!
But now...

At this moment, several leaders were thinking hard. Daoxuan's decision represented many things.

Tian Buyi was extremely angry and was about to stand up when Su Ru grabbed him.

Daoxuan turned to look at Lu Xueqi, and saw that she looked cold, and then his eyes fell on Shuiyue.

"A great catastrophe is imminent. Our two factions should work together to overcome the difficulties. I also like this marriage very much."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tian Buyi's eyes turned red and he roared, "Master Brother!" Realizing the occasion today, Tian Buyi didn't say anything unpleasant after all.

Daoxuan glanced at Tian Buyi, passed him, and his eyes fell on Shuiyue. "Junior Sister Shuiyue, you are her master, you should make the decision."

Shuiyue sighed softly, "Xueqi..."

"The disciple doesn't want to!"

Shuiyue took her hand and patted it gently, "Xueqi, I also fully support this marriage. You have always been smart. Among them..."

"The disciple doesn't want to!"

"Xueqi!"

Lu Xueqi turned a deaf ear to him, walked to the center of Yuqing Palace, knelt down and kowtowed.

"The disciple doesn't want to!"

Daoxuan's face was extremely ugly, and he remained silent for a long time without saying a word. He just stared at Lu Xueqi quietly.

Lu Xueqi took a deep breath and said, "Reporting to all the masters, Junior Brother Murong and I are in love with each other! And... and we have already..."

"The two of us have made rapid progress in our cultivation, all because of... our dual cultivation! I supplement his aptitude, he supplements my foundation, and we support each other hand in hand..."

"That's enough!" Daoxuan stood up suddenly and shouted, "Do you still have any sense of shame! You...you..." The words of reprimand were stuck in his mouth, what else could he say! !

Yun Yilan looked at Lu Xueqi with a face full of pity, and sighed softly, "Brother Daoxuan, it is my evil disciple who does not have that blessing. Don't be angry, don't be angry."

Daoxuan then slowly sat down, his eyes slightly bloodshot, and came back to his senses, looking at Yun Yilan, "Junior Brother Yun, I am sorry for you."

Yun Yilan patted his hand in comfort, "Brother Daoxuan, what are you talking about? Let the young people solve their own problems."

"Junior Brother Lu is so outstanding, how could he do anything wrong? He said such derogatory words just to tell us not to be greedy..."

"Let's discuss the catastrophe?" Yun Yilan asked tentatively.

Daoxuan sighed lightly. Shuiyue was always strict in teaching her disciples, and girls were always cautious about matters between men and women. Daoxuan also thought that it was Lu Xueqi's refusal.

Somewhat helpless, he waved his hand and said, "Go on. This marriage is perfect for you. Think about it carefully."

Lu Xueqi had a blank expression on her face. "You have thought clearly. In this life, there is only Murong Ji."

"Bang!" Daoxuan slapped the table, furious. "You..."

Before he finished speaking, Shuiyue shouted, "How dare you! How dare you be so presumptuous!"

"You have no respect for your elders! Do you have any rules? Wenmin! Take her back! Lock her up and let her reflect on her actions!"

"Yes, master."

Daoxuan's face turned ashen, and he held his breath in his heart. He turned around and looked at the several leaders present, but no one spoke.

Those who drank tea drank tea, those who watched the play watched the play, and Tian Buyi's angry eyes and Shui Yue's calmness were all the same.

The hands in his ink-black cuffs trembled slightly, and suddenly, he remembered Shuiyue's words that day, "If Senior Brother Wan were still here..."

Xiao Yicai's face was solemn. He stepped forward and whispered in Daoxuan's ear, "Master, Uncle Yun wants to discuss the matter of the great calamity."

Daoxuan came to his senses instantly and said calmly, "Ah, Junior Brother Yun is making fun of me."

Yun Yilan had a gentle smile on his face, but he was constantly exploring in his heart.

"Brother Daoxuan, why don't you ask Brother Puhong to come over for a while?"

Daoxuan suddenly smiled, "That's fine, how about you and I write a joint letter?"

"it is good!"

In southern Xinjiang, Murong Ji stood on the city wall and glanced at the Shanhe Palace and Xuanhuo Altar on both sides of Fenxiang Valley. He had been to Xuanhuo Altar, but he didn't know much about Shanhe Palace.

He flew up and headed towards the Mountain and River Palace on the right.

When I pushed open the door of the temple, I found it empty and deserted. It seemed a bit cold and gloomy because there was no one around.

Walking into the hall, the internal layout is similar to that of the Yuqing Hall of Qingyun Sect. It seems that all government buildings have this kind of layout.

However, there was only one chair on the high platform in the hall.

He jumped onto the platform and walked towards the back hall, which was a large room for the elders to rest.

Going further back, there was a corridor. Murong Ji walked to the end and found a courtyard with the couple's room on the left and right.

However, the room on the right is a bit old and has not been occupied for a long time.

Murong Ji walked out of the room on the left and took a glance. He knew that this was Yun Yilan's room. The room was very big. When he walked towards the bedroom, he saw a staircase leading downwards.

After thinking for a while, Murong Ji walked down. There was a stone room below, which was sealed by a fiery red stone wall. He looked at the position of the flame above and knocked on the stone door. This stone door was the material of the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon.

Murong Ji took out the Xuanhuo Jade Disk and printed it directly.

The fiery red stone door slowly opened, revealing countless books. Murong Ji's pupils shrank. This seemed to be an attempt to make him dig up the foundation of Fenxiang Valley!

"Haha, it's fate and time!"

Murong Ji's fingers slid across the books one by one, most of which were newly moved in. With a wave of his hand, he put them directly into the dragon ring.

Without these accumulations, Fenxiang Valley will never be able to rise again!
Looking around, he saw a table and a desk in the stone chamber. Murong Ji walked forward to take a look and found that the desk was used for practicing and meditation.

It was a formation. Murong Ji narrowed his eyes slightly, with a sinister look on his face, and directly changed the core formation pattern below.

He forgot how Yun Yilan died, but it was definitely related to being possessed by evil spirits. All descendants of the Emperor of Heaven seemed to be cursed. After reaching the ninth level of the Pure Land, they would definitely be possessed by evil spirits!

Suddenly, Murong Ji remembered that Zhang Xiaofan was possessed by a demon in the Great Purity Realm, right? !

[Pangu Palace! ]

The table was a bit messy, with papers scattered randomly on the table and some ink spilled on the inkstone.

Murong Ji frowned slightly. What happened? He had no clues. After thinking for a while, he overturned the table.

Make the secret room look messy and make it look like it has been robbed.

As for the big red stone gate, Murong Ji thought about it and decided to dismantle it directly. Although he had enough materials for the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon, who would complain about having too much?

After going out and standing at the door of Shanhe Palace, Murong Ji's face instantly turned gloomy.

In the jungle thousands of miles away, there was a dark mass of wild beasts, and above the sky, there were endless winged creatures.

"The monster is coming! Get ready!"

Murong Ji's voice swept through the entire Fenxiang Valley, and instantly made the valley boil.

Within a few breaths, they were already at their various positions.

Murong Ji's tone stagnated. For some reason, he felt an inexplicable blockage in his heart. After a long silence, he said, "Everyone, if we can't win this battle, Fenxiang Valley will be destroyed. It's better to escape as soon as possible."

He used soul-searching and voice-transmitting techniques to ensure that tens of thousands of low-level disciples in Fenxiang Valley could hear him.

After a long time, no one made a move. Murong Ji sighed softly, "Everyone..."

"Brother Murong, there is no need to persuade me anymore."

Murong Ji was startled, and looked down the stairs, shocked, "Yan Hong?! Why don't you have…"

Yan Hong smiled bitterly and looked at the herd of animals thousands of miles away. "This is my home. Where else can I go?"

Then he reacted and turned to look at Murong Ji: "Brother Murong, why don't you run for your life?"

Murong Ji smiled and said, "For my own sake, if I retreat now, my spirit and vigor will be broken, and my unstoppable momentum on the path of Tao will be powerless, and my achievements in this life will be limited."

"Is that so?" Yan Hong muttered to herself, with a look of sadness on her face. "It's not unfair that my senior brother lost to you."

Murong Ji walked towards the city wall, but only took a few steps.

Yan Hong suddenly said, "Brother Murong, the Mountain and River Hall and the Mysterious Fire Altar are mutually dependent formations. The Mysterious Fire Formation combined with the Mountain and River Hall formation will have an excellent effect... I will preside over the Mountain and River Hall formation."

Murong Ji was startled, [I just... was seen by her...]

He waved his hand and continued walking up the city wall.

Looking at the army of monsters approaching closer and closer, Murong Ji finally understood why the city walls were built so high.

A "buzzing" sound was heard, and the first to arrive were the Winged Clan in the sky. Murong Ji's face gradually became solemn. These birds were not necessarily very powerful, but they were extremely difficult to deal with.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a disciple from Fenxiang Valley beside him, who took out a cannon from somewhere.

Murong Ji took a closer look before realizing that it was a magic weapon. Just as he was about to ask about it, a gun carriage suddenly appeared on the city wall not far away.

"Tsk!"

Murong Ji looked up and saw a huge bird, a bird that blocked out the sky and the sun!
The big bird was getting closer and closer. It had a ferocious human face and all the feathers from its head to its neck were white. As it got closer and closer, Murong Ji realized that it actually had three legs.

"Mmmm!" A cry, unpleasant and sharp.

"Qu Ru! The Thirteen Great Monsters!" Murong Ji took out the dragon tongue bow, bent the bow and put the arrow on it, suddenly bent over and pulled the bow to full length. The Thirteen Great Monsters were all some rare and ferocious beasts.

Moreover, he is very skilled in Taoism, and the flesh, blood, and bones of such ferocious beasts are extremely precious things!

"call out"

As Qu Ru approached, Murong Ji shot an arrow, which instantly pierced through Qu Ru's brain, causing a series of blood flowers.

"Pu Ling! Pu Ling!"

Murong Ji watched the ferocious beast fall into the Fenxiang Valley, and with a leap, he directly put Qu Ru into the dragon ring.

Looking back, the ferocious beast on the land was also fighting. Murong Ji saw a huge head that was more than a head taller than the death pass.

(End of this chapter)