Chapter 308: You short fat man, come and die!

After Murong Ji watched the last poisonous insect being completely melted by the Divine Wood King Cauldron, he stepped forward to pick up the green cauldron, brushed off the powder of the corpses of many poisonous insects, revealing a pure light green liquid.

In an instant, a faint medicinal aroma spread. These things were the crystal of life that could remove toxins, the ultimate medicine, and were definitely good things, and very rare.

Xiao Yicai smiled as he watched Lu Xueqi take out a jade bottle. The two of them worked together to pour the liquid into the jade bottle and sealed it. A faint medicinal fragrance filled the air.

"Okay, now that everything is basically settled, should we go back and report to the commander, or..."

After Xiao Yicai finished speaking, he turned to look at Fashang and Li Xun.

“I think we should investigate it thoroughly, as it concerns the situation after the war.” The Dharmadhatu clasped his hands together, lowered his brows and chanted a sutra.

I have to say that what Fashang said is very right. If all three sects of the Demon Cult are destroyed, everyone will be happy. However, if only one sect survives, it is estimated that there will be another battle between good and evil in a few decades.

Murong Ji put away his things and walked towards them.

After leaving the Snake Valley, Murong Ji found a water source to change his clothes. When he came back, the Snake Valley was already ablaze with flames.

In front of the valley, Li Xun and Yan Hong stood there, quietly controlling the fire.

Murong Ji glanced at the people in the distance, then turned around and walked towards Yan Hong, "Senior Sister Yan Hong, you really have never been back to Fenxiang Valley?"

Yan Hong's face was full of doubts: "If I had gone back, how could I still be alive now?"

Murong Ji frowned, asked no more questions, and turned away.

Two days later, now that we were standing in Xiaoyaojian, we found that this place was much more beautiful than the Wandumen, not only in terms of architecture, but also not as tragic.

The whole valley was filled with a languid atmosphere. After taking a few deep breaths, I couldn't help but let my imagination run wild.

Murong Ji looked at the layout of the valley with a gloomy face. It was like a brothel, full of debauchery beneath the beauty.

There was nothing to see here, and there was almost no one left. Murong Ji and his companions flew quickly towards the important place of Hehuan Sect in the valley. Looking back, they saw Xiao Yicai holding back Li Xun Fashang and the others.

He smiled slightly and disappeared into the building complex.

First they searched the warehouse, and then they copied the martial arts techniques. Lu Xueqi and he were in perfect harmony with each other, which left him stunned.

Afterwards, they destroyed the scriptures, tidied themselves up, and stood at the door, pretending to have just come in.

Lin Jingyu: “…”

On the way back, we traveled very fast, almost day and night. The ten-day journey was compressed into five days, and then we saw Qingyun Mountain.

After reaching Qingyun Mountain, Murong Ji was too lazy to go to see Daoxuan. With a gloomy face, he went to Xiaozhufeng Mountain with Lu Xueqi to hang out.

A day later, someone from Xiaozhufeng came.

In front of Lu Xueqi's courtyard, there stood a man, Xiao Yicai.

"Junior Brother Murong, please come out and see me."

Murong Ji crawled out from Lu Xueqi's arms, looked outside reluctantly, and was stunned for a long time.

"Go quickly!" Lu Xueqi urged impatiently.

Murong Ji then put on his clothes, walked out of the house, and looked at Xiao Yicai with a sullen face, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Yicai looked at Murong Ji and could guess what they were doing. He smiled knowingly and said, "I came here this time to ask Junior Brother Murong what he thought."

Murong Ji was startled, then came to his senses a little, "What's the matter?"

"Junior Brother Murong, you have seen that person, right?"

This statement made no sense, but Murong Ji knew who he was talking about, Wan Jianyi.

Seeing that Murong Ji didn't say anything, Xiao Yicai said directly: "Junior Brother Murong, do you think that Qingyun Sect must be reformed?!"

Murong Ji's pupils shrank, and he looked at Xiao Yicai and asked, "Brother Xiao, do you still remember what we agreed to do back then?"

Xiao Yicai said seriously, "I remember."

"Okay, remember what you said. After you take the throne, don't suppress the other peaks. Don't let this happen again."

Xiao Yicai took a breath and asked, "How should the matter of the Seven Qingyun Peaks be resolved?"

Murong Ji frowned and said slowly: "As long as the Zhuxian Sword Formation still needs the Heavenly Secret Seal, it will not be able to completely eliminate the other six peaks."

"The evil spirit of Qingyun Mountain needs to be suppressed by the Heavenly Secret Seal, and the other six peaks are indispensable!"

"Given the terrain of Qingyun Sect, the other six peaks are also extremely important. If we suppress the six peaks, who will guard the Ancient Cave Heavenly Secret Seal?"

"To control the sect, we will have to unify the management of resources, techniques, disciples, etc.! The direct disciples will still be recruited by the main lineage, and the rest of the disciples will be managed and taught in a unified manner..."

Murong Ji's words made Xiao Yicai's eyes light up, but then his face turned gloomy.

"Brother Murong, will you leave Qingyun Sect?"

Murong Ji frowned slightly, and he realized what Xiao Yicai came here for. The actions of the fourth senior brother were discovered.

"I don't know. But who would leave their homeland if they had no other choice?"

Xiao Yicai did not speak. After a long silence, he said, "I understand. Junior Brother Murong, be careful."

The two chatted for a few more sentences and then parted ways.

Murong Ji yawned and was about to turn around and go back to take a nap.

Suddenly, a powerful force came from Jingzhuxuan, and the strong wind made Murong Ji's already messy hair even more messy.

"what's the situation?"

Jingzhuxuan, that is Shuiyue's residence, near the ancient cave of Xiaozhu Peak. "What happened?"

Just as he was about to jump up, he heard an angry shout, "Tian Buyi! Do you have any shame?"

"Crazy woman! You can't get married yourself, and you want to prevent the happiness of your descendants!"

"I...I! You...you! You shorty fat man, come and die!"

……

Above the sky, lightning flashed, and the magic sword that controlled thunder came down with a bang. Murong Ji didn't know whether it hit him or not, but the master would definitely not get away with it.

Murong Ji's face froze and he turned to look at Lu Xueqi who had just come out.

"what happened?"

Murong Ji scratched his head in embarrassment, "I guess my master came to propose marriage, but was rejected by Uncle Shuiyue, and then the two of them... started fighting."

The corner of Lu Xueqi's mouth twitched, "You should go back."

Murong Ji did not refuse and followed Lu Xueqi back to the house. With her help, he washed his clothes and went out.

When they returned to Dazhu Peak, it was still so deserted. The beast demon changed direction, and the tense situation in Qingyun Sect relaxed for a moment. Tian Buyi and others also came back to live there.

When I walked into Shoujing Hall, I saw the master with smoke coming out of his body, scolding the eldest brother Song Daren harshly.

Murong Ji thought to himself that this was not good and turned around and left.

"Seventh Brother! Get in here!"

Tian Buyi's roar was deafening. Murong Ji slapped him on the face. What did he come back for? ! !
Helplessly, he turned and entered the Shoujing Hall, bowed and saluted, "Master."

After standing up, he glanced at his fellow brothers. They were all silent, looking down at their feet, as if nothing had happened to them...

Murong Ji's mouth twitched, "Master, I heard that you went to help Senior Brother propose marriage? What was the result?"

As soon as the words fell, the temperature in the whole room dropped by three points.

There was a brief silence, and then there was a shocking roar. "Murong Ji! You can choose who you like, but you have to like that old witch's apprentice!"

"You don't like the female disciples from other peaks, do you? I think you are attracted to her looks! You are so lustful! You..."

Murong Ji lowered his head and endured the scolding quietly. When the master got tired of scolding, he thoughtfully poured a cup of tea for Tian Buyi.

Tian Buyi's temper finally calmed down a little. He looked at his two disciples and sighed.

"I'll try again after a while. I think the old witch is in a bad mood..."

The smile on Murong Ji's face froze. He felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. He opened his mouth, but no words came out.

"Go down! Wait for news from your master's wife first..."

Having said that, Tian Buyi put the teacup on the table and walked into the inner hall.

Murong Ji was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at his senior brother. His face was filled with frustration and dejected. He was really... useless.

He walked up and patted the eldest brother on the shoulder, "Elder brother, good things take time."

After leaving Shoujing Hall, Murong Ji returned to his room. He had not been back to the courtyard for a long time. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Chang Qingfeng and Chang Qingqing practicing martial arts.

He looked at it quietly for a while and nodded. It turned out that his studies were not lagging behind, but his foundation was a little superficial.

"Master!" X2
Murong Ji nodded, "I don't care about your gratitude. In the next few years, I will start to sharpen my foundation! Do you know how to sharpen it?"

The two looked at each other and then shook their heads.

Murong Ji walked to the front of the room, pushed open the door, and said, "Keep practicing the techniques from level one to level four. As long as it still works, keep practicing."

"I understand, master."

When he walked into the house, it was very clean. It seemed that his two cheap apprentices were cleaning it.

"Have you two read a book?"

"Yes! Master, we are not lazy!" Chang Qingqing was a little angry. Why did she always feel that they were like other children and liked to be lazy!
Murong Ji chuckled, "Memorize one book every day!"

"understood!"

Then the sound of weapons waving was heard again in the yard.

Murong Ji took a modified version of "The Analects of Confucius", walked to the door, lay on the recliner, and began to read it carefully.

Coming back to his senses, he saw the two kids practicing boxing and nodded.

Immortality and martial arts are inseparable. The art of magic and martial arts are to cultivate the qi and strengthen the body. The method of fetal breathing in daily meditation is to cultivate the spirit.

Then shift your attention to the book in your hand.

Not long after, a whistling sound was heard in the sky. Looking up, Murong Ji frowned slightly, [Xiao Yicai?!]

A few hours later, Dazhu Peak became noisy. Murong Ji went out and saw a group of strangers coming to the habitable area on the hillside of Dazhu Peak.

The group of people began to build bamboo houses on the hillside, and it was very lively.

He didn't frown. He liked quietness and was disgusted by the noise at this moment.

"Master allowed it. Tongtian Peak is really full of people. Besides, Tongtian Peak is steep and there are very few places that can build courtyards."

(End of this chapter)