Chapter 321 (Update) You will never marry. I have agreed to the marriage proposal from Fenxiang Valley.

He simply asked Xiao Yicai for a group of orphans, and settled them on the hillside of Dazhu Peak to help process some medicinal materials and lend a hand.

Some disciples who had not yet reached the fourth level of Jade Purity were transferred here to help.

He worked hard for three days and three nights before he finally stabilized those seriously injured and dying fellow disciples. Before he could catch his breath, there were still countless corpses of monsters to deal with and countless blood to refine.

There were not many people on Qingyun Mountain, most of them went down the mountain to clear the monsters in various urban areas. For other sects and families, this was a tough job.

But for Qingyun Sect, it was an accumulation of cultivation resources. Murong Ji also spread the word that some high-quality animal bones could be used to refine magic weapons.

The value of monsters was once raised, and the most valuable one was a monster that had innate magical powers and was still alive.

Murong Ji discussed with Xiao Yicai and asked him to recruit disciples on a large scale to fill the vacancies and teach them the methods of cultivation through lectures. He would solve the problem of resources.

In fact, it is not easy to accept an apprentice. At least you have to examine his character to avoid letting some inherently bad people get involved.

After entering the door, it will take at least a year of observation before the skills are taught.

After the great catastrophe of monsters, there were quite a few orphans. Those who had the aptitude to practice cultivation were directly accepted into the mountain gate. As for those with strong character, Murong Ji also allowed Xiao Yicai to stay.

Four or five days passed, and everything was proceeding in an orderly manner. Murong Ji was so busy that he hardly had time to rest.

Murong Ji slumped on the ground, allowing his two cheap disciples to serve him tea and water.

In a daze, Chang Qingqing suddenly said, "Master, the master is here."

Murong Ji opened his eyes and saw that Tian Buyi had already walked into the yard. He instantly perked up, stood up quickly, and bowed, "Master."

Tian Buyi looked at the various bottles and jars placed in the yard, as well as the various scents of elixirs and medicines. He then picked up a jade bottle, put it under his nose and smelled it.

He nodded with satisfaction, "The quality is indeed good, why not gather it into a pill?"

"Master, this will be sent out soon. It's a bit troublesome to gather the pills. It's really unnecessary." Then he pointed and said, "That one over there is the one that has been gathered into a pill. Take a look."

He kicked Chang Qingfeng over and asked him to get the medicine.

Chang Qingfeng rubbed his butt, ran a few steps, took the bottle of medicine, and respectfully handed it to Tian Buyi for inspection.

Tian Buyi nodded and put it aside, "Come in with me."

Murong Ji was confused and followed his master into the room.

The room was still full of books, and another room was opened up to add four or five rows of bookshelves. Tian Buyi was stunned for a moment, but he didn't say anything.

He sat on the chair by himself and picked up the tea that Murong Ji had poured. "Seventh Brother, tell me seriously, the Immortal Execution Sword is broken, do you have a way to repair it?"

Murong Ji's face was solemn. "Master, if it's a splicing repair, I can do it. But if it's a complete repair, I don't have that ability."

Tian Buyi felt relieved, but also tense, "Will it affect the power of the Zhu Xian Sword?"

Murong Ji shook his head, "I don't know, I have to see the specific situation."

As soon as Murong Ji finished speaking, Tian Buyi placed the Zhu Xian Sword on the table.

Murong Ji narrowed his eyes slightly, and without hesitation, he picked it up and studied it carefully. After a while, he drew the pattern of the Zhu Xian Sword.

The dense lines made Tian Buyi dizzy and he couldn't understand them at all. He still picked up the paper and looked at it carefully. His apprentice was a genius who could replicate many artifacts.

I really couldn't understand it, so I just put it down. I picked up the teacup and drank tea quietly without disturbing him.

When Murong Ji returned the Zhu Xian Sword, he asked, "How is it? What materials do you need?"

Murong Ji thought about it carefully. What could be the best way to connect the Zhu Xian Sword? He rubbed his forehead and took out a gray bead the size of a pigeon egg from the dragon ring.

"Master, I think this thing is the best."

Tian Buyi had a serious look on his face. He picked up the beads and looked at them. He was not unfamiliar with them. Such a small amount was obviously not enough.

"I need to go to Southern Xinjiang. The Beast God and the Immortal Execution Sword have the same origin. I want to take a look..."

Tian Buyi didn't say anything, he just remained silent and kept thinking.

"Okay!" Tian Buyi slapped his thigh, "I'll go talk to the head brother."

After Murong Ji sent Tian Buyi away, he sat alone for a long time, "If I forge a new Zhu Xian Sword, can it have the power of the original Zhu Xian Sword?"

A figure suddenly appeared behind Murong Ji, Tianhua.

Murong Ji motioned Tianhua to sit down, took out a cup, poured her a glass of water, then picked up the cup himself and thought quietly.

"According to my observation, the greatest power of the Zhuxian Sword is the resentful spirits of living beings! The resentful spirits of living beings can kill the immortal species! In my time, many gods died under the Zhuxian Sword."

"That beast god, strictly speaking, can also be considered a kind of 'god'. I don't know what effect it has by using the special spiritual energy gathered by Xian'er from heaven and earth, but it definitely does not have any resentment from living beings."

"That is the special evil spirit that has accumulated over millions of years in the Zhu Xian Sword."

Murong Ji exhaled slowly, suppressed his shock, and asked, "Do you know the origin of the Zhuxian Sword?"

"I don't know. In my time, it was already an ancient sword."

Murong Ji was silent, gently stroking the diamond bracelet on his wrist. He was waiting, waiting for the diamond bracelet to give him a reply. What exactly is the resentment of living beings? Is it a combination of the resentment and evil spirit of living beings? It shouldn't be so superficial, right? What is the corresponding thing? A combination of blessing and auspiciousness and spiritual energy?
【Conscious evil spirit.】

Suddenly, the diamond cutter sent him a message. Murong Ji frowned slightly in astonishment, and an idea came into his mind, which was to stop the Zhuxian Sword from generating spiritual charm.

In other words, before the Zhuxian Sword was forged, the evil spirit already had spiritual charm. [Innate Divine?] In his understanding, the Queen Mother of the West in mythology and legend was an innate divine being formed by the gathering of evil spirits.

Murong Ji lowered his eyebrows and thought deeply. At this moment, he thought a lot. Tianhua was an ancient "artificial god", a spirit of a weapon that became a god.

I don't know why, but now she has become my sword spirit. Will she be able to have the power of the Zhu Xian Sword in the future?

[No, the difference lies in the resentment of living beings. ]

"Brother Murong, the headmaster wants you to go to Tongtian Peak."

Murong Ji came back to his senses and understood that it was probably about the Zhu Xian Sword.

"I'll come right away."

After looking at Tianhua, he took out the Juxian Banner again and examined it carefully, not missing any detail. The entire Juxian Banner had an inexplicable charm, as if it really was a secret treasure of the immortals in myths and legends.

"Xian'er is in a wonderful state right now. The evil spirit accumulated by the Beast God and the evil spirit of Qingyun Mountain have brought her great benefits. If she has a little more, she can advance."

"Given time, he will be at the top level among the gods."

Murong Ji was somewhat curious. What level was the so-called God? He had never reached that level and could not understand it.

After packing up his things, he turned and walked out of the house. He looked at his two apprentices, who called a group of children to start processing the monster's tendons and bones, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

These two apprentices are really good.

After reaching Tongtian Peak, this meeting was not in Yuqing Palace, but in the ancestral temple.

Murong Ji lowered his eyebrows and bowed, "Disciple greets the master."

Daoxuan's voice came out: "Come in."

Walking into the house, looking at Daoxuan, he looked fierce and fierce at this moment. There was a faint evil spirit around him, but he hid it with his fierceness.

Murong Ji exhaled slowly, "Master, you are looking for me."

"Can you repair the Zhu Xian Sword?"

Murong Ji watched Daoxuan take out the Zhuxian Sword from his sleeve and put it on the coffee table. His face was a little solemn. "Master, I don't have much confidence. I can only give it a try."

Daoxuan stared at Murong Ji for a while, as if he was considering the truth of Murong Ji's words. "Well, what do you need?"

"The evil spirit of the beast god!"

Suddenly, a murderous intent emerged in the room. Murong Ji's heart gradually sank. He was no match for Pu Hong. Now, if Dao Xuan wanted to kill him, it would be easy.

"You must keep the secret of the Immortal Execution Sword well hidden."

"The disciple understands."

"After three days, you will go down the mountain to southern Xinjiang."

"Yes!"

Daoxuan felt a little tired, so he waved his hand and signaled Murong Ji to go down.

Murong Ji lowered his eyebrows and slowly retreated. Suddenly, Daoxuan said, "I have a marriage proposal for you. It's the granddaughter of Elder Di from Tongtian Peak. She is 24 years old this year, about the same age as you."

Murong Ji froze for a moment, his face darkening, "I will not marry anyone other than Lu Xueqi."

For some reason, Daoxuan was unusually calm and asked calmly, "You have to think it over."

"Disciple has already thought about it." Murong Ji straightened his lotus crown, "Dragon and Phoenix Kung Fu can assist in cultivation. Since the two of them started their cultivation, they have been tied up."

"To exchange our origins is to exchange our roots with each other. We have already reached the fifth level of Shangqing. If we mix with other people's origins, we will surely fail and die."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a murderous intent coming from behind him and a cold feeling invaded his body. Murong Ji still had a gloomy brow, but in his left hand, he was silently holding the Vajra Bracelet.

"In this case, you will never marry. I have already agreed to the marriage proposal from Fenxiang Valley."

Murong Ji clenched his fists tightly and murmured, "That disciple will also follow her down the mountain."

He then threw his Qingyun identity card in front of Daoxuan, no longer paying attention to Daoxuan's reaction or the murderous intent behind him.

When he walked out of the house, he saw Lin Jingyu, who was in mourning in the ancestral hall. After thinking about it, he decided to walk over.

After burning incense to all the ancestors, when I stood up, I saw an anonymous wooden plaque quietly placed in the corner.

Without saying a word, he walked out of the ancestral hall in silence.

Tianyin Temple.

Zhang Xiaofan's body was almost recovered, so the senior monks of Tianyin Temple made many preparations for him.

(End of this chapter)