Chapter 311: Senior, do you still think you are right?
"According to his standards, a Jade Purity Level 4 realm actually has the combat power of a Jade Purity Level 6 realm."

"Now he is at the fifth level of Shangqing, so it is not surprising that his combat power is at the seventh level of Shangqing. Moreover, with the blessing of magic weapons and spells, and if he can completely restrain you and me, we have no chance of winning."

Mr. Ghost did not respond, but asked: "Why are you here if you are not in the Ghost King Sect guarding Miss Bi Yao?!"

Zhang Xiaofan glanced at Mr. Ghost coldly, "Why are you here at the foot of Qingyun Mountain when you are not in the wilderness helping the Ghost King?!"

"The world is in chaos, humans and demons are fighting each other, the future of the two races is crucial, such a big event, why don't I come and see it clearly."

Zhang Xiaofan lowered his eyelids, "According to what you said, what are the chances of the human race winning?"

Mr. Gui was silent for a while. After a long while, he said, "Thirty percent."

Zhang Xiaofan was silent for a moment. He knew that this 30% was still due to the Zhu Xian Sword.

At this moment, a green figure suddenly appeared in front of the charity cemetery. "Xiao Fan?"

Hearing this, Mr. Gui was suddenly stunned, and then endless murderous energy surged up, "Gui Li! Why did you bring her here! It's so dangerous here..."

"Mr. Gui, it's me who asked to come." Bi Yao's voice suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, interrupting Mr. Gui's words.

Mr. Ghost was stunned for a long time, and said helplessly: "Why don't you follow the Ghost King back to the wilderness?"

Bi Yao smiled and said, "It's not necessarily safe in the wilderness, it's better to be in the Central Plains. If you are careful, you can live comfortably."

Mr. Ghost sighed and slowly dissipated...

Bi Yao looked Zhang Xiaofan up and down, her face full of frustration. Even Xiao Hui looked dejected. She raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "Did you fight with Murong Ji?"

Zhang Xiaofan nodded, "He did it, and was defeated by him with one palm strike."

Bi Yao was a little surprised and looked at the magic weapon in Zhang Xiaofan's hand, "Even the Soul Devourer won't work?"

"That's right. Soul Devourer can no longer affect him. His blood and energy are so condensed that even the Bloodthirsty Pearl can't absorb them."

“So terrifying?! How did he cultivate?” Bi Yao frowned. Zhang Xiaofan was already very powerful among his peers and even the older generation.

Why is Murong Ji even more...than Zhang Xiaofan?

On the other side, Murong Ji invited Zhou Yixian into the yard and arranged for them to stay.

There are a lot of rooms. When this courtyard was first built, his fellow apprentices teased him a lot and asked him to build four or five more rooms, saying that they were for future disciples to live in.

After everything was arranged, Murong Ji went to bed.

The days became peaceful again. In addition to watching his apprentice practice every day, Murong Ji also learned astrology from Zhou Yixian.

When he had nothing to do, he began to compile the Zhu Xian version of "The Book of Changes".

After returning from Xiaozhu Peak, as soon as I entered the yard, I saw two disciples practicing martial arts with Zhou Yixian and three others watching. They were probably a little shy and distracted, making frequent mistakes and failing to achieve the intended purpose of their moves.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows, "Okay, get down quickly, it's embarrassing!"

Chang Qingqing and Chang Qingfeng returned to their room dejectedly. Who wants to be treated like a monkey?

Murong Ji glanced at the three of them, and finally his eyes fell on Zhou Xiaohuan, but he was constantly thinking in his heart.

"Brother Murong, what are you looking at me doing?"

Murong Ji said with a half-smile: "Would you like me to teach you a technique?"

Zhou Xiaohuan was stunned and a little at a loss, "I, I'm fine..." As she said this, she tightened her collar.

Murong Ji's face darkened, [Do you think I'm a pervert?! Can you be more outrageous? Lu Xueqi's figure and looks are miles better than yours!]

Thinking of her figure, Murong Ji looked down and found that it was indeed a bit bumpy. She had really grown into a big girl.

He withdrew his gaze, exhaled slowly, took out a book without a title on it, and threw it directly to Zhou Xiaohuan.

Just as Zhou Xiaohuan took it, Zhou Yixian snatched it away, looked at it carefully, and for a moment, he was stunned with a look of disbelief.

"What are you thinking, kid? You are harming us!"

"So, you should be careful and hide. Don't act rashly unless you are in danger. Teach Xiaohuan so that you won't be helpless when you encounter danger in the future."

"Grandpa, what is it?" Zhou Xiaohuan took the book and looked at it, but found nothing.

Murong Ji smiled and said, "You can memorize the book, but you can't take it away."

"Okay, Brother Murong!" Watching Murong Ji turn around and enter the room, she always had a feeling that Murong Ji seemed to have come specifically to give her some martial arts skills.

"By the way, Grandpa, what kind of skill is this? You make it sound so serious."

Zhou Yixian's face was full of solemnity, and he slowly said, "Burning Incense Jade Technique!"

Taoist Wild Dog and Zhou Xiaohuan shuddered all over. Xiaohuan almost threw away the martial arts technique. She instantly felt the book was hot.

Let's just say that if a sect's skills are leaked, people will die! Fenxiang Valley will definitely use all its strength to hunt down the three of them.

"Well, then I won't practice anymore!"

Zhou Yixian frowned and muttered, "Practice, why not practice? Since that guy dared to take it out, he must have thought of a way."

After he finished speaking, Zhou Yixian looked towards Murong Ji's room. From here, he could vaguely see a figure sitting among the rows of bookshelves, reading a book seriously. "I was wondering why he was so weird. Did he really take the scriptures of the world as the foundation and walk out of three different paths?!!!"

Three days later, the monster arrived.

When Murong Ji received the news, he was still a little dazed. It shouldn't have happened so quickly!
When he flew down the mountain on his sword, he saw a group of Winged Tribesmen everywhere. The smallest one was as wide as half a city gate!
Murong Ji was shocked. Could these beasts evolve? How could they become so huge in just one and a half months?
The overwhelming Winged Clan pounced into the crowd of people in Heyang City, biting and plundering them continuously.

The wailing sounds continued, and it was too late for Murong Ji to rescue them. He could only kill these Winged People nearby, killing as many as he could.

"Hurry and head northeast, and enter the forest on the northeast side of Qingyun Mountain!"

Murong Ji's voice echoed throughout the city. As he watched the number of people on the streets decrease, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Qingyun Mountain is the main attack direction of those monsters this time. Heyang City will be fine until Qingyun is defeated.

Suddenly, endless roars were heard. Murong Ji flew out of the city on his sword and looked around. The plains under the Qingyun Mountain were filled with wild beasts from southern Xinjiang, stretching as far as the eye could see.

There were continuous roars of wild beasts. Among these wild beasts, there were quite a few rare species. Among them, there were seven or eight strange beasts, which were as big as mountains and very obvious.

Murong Ji exhaled slowly and glanced at the Qingyun disciples beside him, "Hurry up and report to Tongtian Peak! The Beast God is at the foot of the mountain!"

"Yes! Senior Brother Murong!"

Looking up, I found that the clear sky had turned cloudy and rainy without me noticing, and the dark clouds in the distant sky were getting heavier and heavier.

The dark and oppressive world makes people feel heavy in the heart.

Endless wings were circling in the sky, and the roars and cries they made were breathtaking to watch.

Among the beasts, there was a medium-sized monster with a large red umbrella on its back. It was very noticeable among the gray and brown beasts.

Under the big umbrella, there was a set of tables and chairs. The Beast God was sitting there, drinking tea quietly and leisurely. The evil beast Taotie was lying at the feet of the Beast God like a pug, sleeping soundly.

Murong Ji stood on the top of Heyang City, looking at the red dot among the beasts from afar. The sky suddenly darkened, and when he looked up, a huge bird flew over his head.

The iron-silver feathers and a pair of silver-hooked claws are extremely eye-catching.

Murong Ji frowned and watched the giant bird gradually flying away, "Ashura Bird!" He really didn't expect that the Wing Clan would have thirteen new demon kings so soon.

The strength of this Winged Clan is quite powerful!

With a flip of his hand, a dragon tongue bow nearly as tall as a person appeared in his hand. He bent the bow and put the arrow on it, waiting quietly for the Shura Bird to turn around.

Sure enough, in less than half an hour, the Shura Bird flew towards the herd of beasts.

"call out!"

An arrow pierced its head directly, "Quack...Quack..."

As the Shura Bird fell, a rope was shot out following the snake arrow, and in almost an instant, it tied up the huge bird's body tightly.

"bump!"

The rope that bound the immortal was instantly tightened, and the huge force dragged Murong Ji off the wall. Murong Ji jumped up and flew his sword to rapidly increase his altitude.

He hung the huge body of the Shura Bird, and then with a wave of his hand, he put the bird's body into the dragon ring.

Looking down, he saw the red dot, and for some reason, he felt that the Beast God was looking at him.

"Come and have a gathering, dare you?!"

Murong Ji was startled, his heart trembling slightly, was he afraid? How could he not be afraid! This was the Beast God!
After thinking about it, things have developed to this point, it doesn’t matter whether I die early or late. Of course, this is for the Beast God.

"Thank you for your hospitality, senior."

Murong Ji bowed to the Beast God from a distance, then flew away on his sword.

He came to the Beast God, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at the young man in red quietly. Then he bowed and saluted, "Greetings, senior."

The Beast God patted the chair beside him and said, "Sit down."

Murong Ji carried the Tianwen Sword on his back, jumped onto the giant beast, and looked down. The beast was walking quite steadily.

After sitting down, the Beast God poured him a cup of tea and said, "We two are quite predestined to be together. I used to look down on you."

"You've caused me a lot of trouble all the way north."

Murong Ji didn't say anything. He picked up the teacup and drank it silently. After putting it down, he suddenly asked, "Until now, do you still think you are right?"

The Beast God put down the teacup and stared blankly ahead.

Murong Ji did not disturb him and just stared blankly with him. After all his hard work, maybe this time he could finally get a moment of peace.

There is no need to read scriptures, practice cultivation, or think about those intrigues...

"do you have any good advice?"

Murong Ji came back to his senses and looked at the young man in red in front of him.

(End of this chapter)