Chapter 305 You stole my throne! You took my wife! How vicious!

Without any more hesitation, he turned around and left the ancient cave, flying towards other peaks.

Millions of beasts and monsters arrived six thousand miles away from Qingyun Mountain, but for some unknown reason, they suddenly changed direction and headed northwest.

That is the headquarters of the three sects of the Demon Cult.

In a room at the back hall of Yuqing Palace.

The three righteous leaders gathered together, drinking tea in silence, but they were puzzled.

"From what I know, the people of the Demon Cult are selfish and would never care about the people of the world. Something must have happened."

As soon as Yun Yilan said this, Daoxuan and Puhong immediately agreed, but this was the fact.

"But, Senior Brother Daoxuan, you've read the news that was sent back. Murong Ji is very close to the Ghost King Sect. Back then, Zhang Xiaofan was also like that..."

Daoxuan's eyes suddenly flashed with cold light, and then he regained his immortal appearance. Without waiting for him to speak, Puhong said, "It's all for saving the people of the world. From what I heard, Zhang Xiaofan saved a lot of people this time."

“Hahaha.” Daoxuan’s expression was hard to understand, and his smile was a bit awkward. “This catastrophe was a battle between the human race and the demon race. The matter is serious. After this matter is over, we will ask again.”

Pu Hong looked bitter, "Amitabha, I thought..."

Yun Yilan smiled and said, "Brother Puhong, let's focus on the important matters first."

Pu Hong was silent for a long time, watched Daoxuan and Yun Yilan's discussion, and sighed.

"In that case, I would like to send Lu Xueqi to explore the southwest. This can be considered as redeeming one's crime by making amends for one's mistakes."

As soon as Daoxuan finished speaking, Yun Yilan's eyes lit up, "What a coincidence, I also want to ask my disciple to run a trip."

"Not only that, the monster army is heading northwest and southwest. We can go down the mountain and kill more monsters. This is a great opportunity that should not be missed."

Yun Yilan smiled and said, "I heard that my nephew Murong has returned? Why not trouble him again and let him lead me and other disciples from the three sects to kill the monster."

The two of them talked and arranged the matter, then turned to look at Pu Hong, "What do you think, Brother Pu Hong?"

Pu Hong put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I think it is very good."

"So be it."

At this time, Murong Ji had just come out of the ancient cave on Chaoyang Peak. Looking at the sky full of stars, he let out a long breath, and the Heavenly Secret Seal was indeed fully activated.

At this moment, has Daoxuan made up his mind to die?

Murong Ji looked towards Tongtian Peak. Among the seven meridians, the only one he had not entered was the Huanyue Ancient Cave on Tongtian Peak.

The figure dissipated and disappeared into the jungle.

"Hey? What's going on? Am I dazzled?"

Murong Ji was startled. This was... his mother's voice. Just as he was about to speak, he heard another person say, "Senior Sister Shi, is there anyone here?"

[Is this Chu Yuhong's voice?!] Murong Ji slightly turned his body and saw his cheap father leading a team to search everywhere.

Only then did he remember that his father was a disciple of Chaoyang Peak, but... he didn't look like an ordinary disciple?

"No one's here!"

"There's no one here either!"

Murong Yunhai frowned, and looked around with the lantern in hand. Suddenly, he set his gaze on the deep forest behind him, and then walked in.

"Yunhai, what are you doing?"

"It's convenient."

Murong Yunhai casually scanned the forest with a lantern in hand, but found nothing, so he turned around and left.

"Let's go." Murong Yunhai said suddenly.

With just these words, Murong Ji's pupils shrank sharply. He couldn't tell whether his cheap father had really discovered something or was just tricking him. No matter what, he didn't dare to move at this moment.

"Son. Go quickly. Your mother will be here soon."

Murong Ji's heart was pounding. What the hell! I am a fifth-level Shangqing master, and I was discovered by my father in the Yuqing realm!
Shang Zhengliang doesn’t have this ability!
Murong Ji took a quick glance and realized that those scattered searching disciples had surrounded him without him knowing when.

Murong Ji no longer hesitated and directly used the escape technique to leave.

Shi Yanlian came over with a frown on her face. "What's going on?"

Murong Yunhai moved his lips slightly and said only two words, "son". Then, regardless of whether she could understand or not, he said directly: "It's okay, continue patrolling."

The couple looked at each other and said nothing more.

Several meters underground, Murong Ji cursed inwardly, "Liar! They are all liars! What kind of marginal figure is Qingyun! How can he be a marginal figure if he orders Chu Yuhong like a dog? ! ! "

Without saying anything more, he ran away.

It was still early, and Murong Ji thought about it and wanted to go to the Huanyue Ancient Cave to take a look. However, although Wan Jianyi was guarding the ancestral temple, he was actually guarding the Huanyue Ancient Cave.

After all, it was the same as the platform behind Shoujing Hall. I was a little unwilling, [Why don’t we give it a try? ! ]

As soon as the idea came to his mind, he flew directly towards Tongtian Peak on his sword, disappeared into the jungle, then sneaked into the back mountain and walked along the small path there.

Murong Ji hesitated again. He felt it was a bit unusual that he had not shown up since returning to the mountain. He was afraid that his fellow disciples might have already been looking for him.

He then became determined and walked quickly towards the ancestral temple. It was almost impossible to hide the truth from Wan Jianyi. He treated others as fools, and in the end he would be the fool.

Flying to the entrance of the ancestral temple, Murong Ji knocked gently.

"Who!"

This was Lin Jingyu's voice. Not long after, the door opened. Seeing Lin Jingyu's somewhat confused expression, Murong Ji bowed and said, "Junior Brother Lin, I feel uneasy, so I came here to burn incense for the ancestors." Lin Jingyu nodded, "Then you should keep your voice down."

"it is good."

Entering the ancestral hall, Murong Ji followed Lin Jingyu into the lobby, watched him light the candle, and then handed him a burner of incense.

Murong Ji took it, stepped forward, bowed and offered incense.

"My fellow ancestors, I, Murong Ji, the nineteenth generation disciple of Qingyun Sect, pay my respects to you."

"My disciple is rebellious. I have noticed that my Qingyun Sect has shown signs of decline. In order to protect the continuation of the sect and enhance the glory of the founder, I want to enter the Huanyue Ancient Cave..."

Lin Jingyu was stunned. Huanyue Ancient Cave! That was the forbidden area of ​​Qingyun Sect!

"Senior Brother Murong...you..."

Suddenly, he saw that the gray-robed old man had stood behind Murong Ji without him noticing. He was startled, "Senior, Senior Brother Murong is also..."

Wan Jian waved his hands, signaling Lin Jingyu to go out, "Close the door by the way."

Murong Ji ignored the people behind him, kowtowed in respect, then stepped forward and inserted three incense sticks into the incense burner. Before he could step back a few steps, the middle stick suddenly broke.

Murong Ji's expression remained unchanged. He took out a new incense stick, pinched off the top section, then pinched it with his fingers and a flame appeared. He walked forward and replaced the broken incense stick in the middle.

Then he turned his head calmly and saw an old man in gray clothes with gray hair, who seemed to be an old farmer living at the foot of the mountain.

Murong Ji bowed and said, "Disciple Murong Ji greets the senior."

Wan Jianyi accepted the greeting and turned to sit at the tea table beside him. "You can't enter the Huanyue Ancient Cave."

Murong Ji didn't care. He looked at Wan Jianyi for a long time. Seeing that he was drinking tea by himself, Murong Ji bowed again, then sat opposite him and poured tea by himself.

After taking a sip, he said, "The Beast God is very strong, at the Taiqing realm. The Ghost King Sect used the power of the Beast Demon to unify the Demon Sect. After the battle of the Beast God, it is estimated that they will attack the Qingyun Sect."

"Cangsong betrayed the sect. He knows the secret of the Zhuxian Sword. He will definitely destroy the Tianji Seal. Will the Zhuxian Sword still be usable then?"

"Senior, guess how many times Master Daoxuan can use the Immortal Execution Sword? And guess again, how many disciples will be left in Qingyun after the battle with the Beast God?"

Murong Ji put down the teacup, turned around and walked out.

"Senior Brother Murong, you..."

Murong Ji smiled and said, "Thank you, Junior Brother Lin, for your hospitality."

As he said this, he walked out of the Ancestral Hall and headed towards the Huanyue Ancient Cave. He didn't arrive until he reached the Huanyue Ancient Cave and opened the door.

Murong Ji said slowly: "Killing people and destroying their hearts to make a profit, this is what a villain should do."

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ji walked into the Huanyue Ancient Cave.

The entrance of the Huanyue Ancient Cave is half a meter higher than the height of a normal person and is about seven feet wide. Both sides are lined with self-fluorescent stone walls.

"The fluorescent stones in the Liumai Ancient Cave were all mined from here!"

Going further ahead, there is a foggy pure white area. The walls on both sides gradually spread out, making it impossible to see clearly how big the inside is.

Murong Ji frowned slightly, thought for a while, took out a half-person-high stone block from the dragon ring, tied the immortal rope on it, and tied the other end around his waist.

He took a deep breath and walked into the mist.

After a few steps, Murong Ji seemed to be in another world. All he saw was pure white. He walked forward a few meters and nothing unusual happened.

Then, Murong Ji sped up.

"Disciple."

A call made Murong Ji stop and be stunned for a moment. The voice sounded familiar. He turned around and saw an old man in a tattered Taoist robe standing there, Zhang Boduan.

Murong Ji bowed and said, "Long time no see." After so many years, he almost forgot what Zhang Boduan looked like.

Murong Ji took out the scroll, drew his appearance, bowed again, and turned to leave.

"Amitabha, have you done your homework?"

Murong Ji bowed again and said, "Uncle Master, I have not fallen behind in my studies."

After saying this, Murong Ji turned and left.

"cousin……"

"Mr. Lang..."

"Father……"

"Teacher, what do you think of my strategy?"

Murong Ji stopped immediately and turned around to look blankly. The man was in a yellow robe, the young emperor, Zhao Xu.

The person to whom I placed so many things was standing in front of me at this moment.

"Very good."

The boy's body gradually changed, and he became an adult emperor, with a dignified face and angry eyes, "I regard you as my teacher! You actually stole my throne! And my wife! Murong Ji! You have such a vicious mind!"

Murong Ji wiped his tears, suddenly smiled, turned and left.

"His Majesty."

(End of this chapter)