Chapter 336: Mysterious Ghost Qi
After waiting for a long time, nothing happened.

The most dangerous thing is this situation. You can't find the source of the danger, and you don't know who the enemy is.

Murong Ji turned his head to look at Daoxuan. He was already a corpse, but Murong Ji had a horrible thought in his mind.

[Daoxuan, is he still alive? ]

Once the thought came out, he could no longer suppress it, and Murong Ji stood up without hesitation.

High in the sky, Murong Ji looked down and saw Daoxuan still had no reaction. He frowned slightly, and the uneasy feeling in his heart became more and more obvious.

Carefully sense the energy fluctuations around you. It is difficult to escape the changes in energy when performing any magic. As long as the energy changes, fluctuations will occur.

Gradually, Murong Ji discovered that the vague evil spirit in the world slowly gathered and sank into Daoxuan's body.

Murong Ji was shocked. He didn't know what magic Daoxuan could still perform since he was already dead. However, he had to stop him!

He rushed forward quickly, the dragon ring in his hand flashed, but he was unable to take Daoxuan in.

"Still alive! Holy shit!"

Murong Ji quickly moved away, flying high into the sky on his sword. The soil underground surged and buried Daoxuan a hundred meters deep.

Then he stared at the situation below.

That feeling has not disappeared yet, and he lightly turns the Zhuxian Sword in his hand to perform a sword formation. Its power is much stronger than that of the Tianwen Sword.

The next moment, the soil moved!

The surging sword energy broke through the soil, and Daoxuan slowly crawled out.

Although half of his body was still buried in the soil, when he looked up, he happened to meet the eyes of Murong Ji. Daoxuan smiled slightly, "Haha, hehe."

It was cold and weird, and it felt like a ghost crawling out of hell.

Murong Ji's heart shuddered, and a chill ran straight to his forehead. [This doesn't seem to be the Tai Chi Xuanqing Taoism! ]

He slowly suppressed his emotions and looked at Daoxuan again, his brows furrowed even more tightly.

Daoxuan withdrew his gaze and walked towards the depths of the jungle. Murong Ji was unsure of Daoxuan's condition for a moment and did not dare to act rashly. He always felt that something was not right.

Seeing Daoxuan walking further and further away, he was about to catch up, but his heart trembled again, and a flash of inspiration came to his mind, [Witchcraft! Or ghost magic? ! ]

He remembered that Daoxuan also knew the magic of ghosts! Rumor has it that a hundred years ago, during the great war between good and evil, Daoxuan found a book of ghost skills in a wild ancient site.

Murong Ji lowered his head in thought. He had no evidence and could not tell. He took out the compass and looked at the pointer on it. The direction the pointer pointed to was not the direction Daoxuan had just left.

His face darkened, and Murong Ji looked towards the ground, [Daoxuan, he is still underground! ]

Without any hesitation, he waved his robe and endless sword energy poured out, defeating Daoxuan and confirming that he was a phantom.

Endless sword energy fell into the soil on the ground.

Murong Ji stared at the ground, and in an instant, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. Murong Ji didn't even have time to be surprised, and moved to the left relying on his combat awareness.

After seeing who was coming, it was Daoxuan.

At this moment, Daoxuan was no longer authentic and upright as before. Instead, he looked cold, dark and weird, with evil aura surrounding him.

Just like the beast god attacking the mountain, it was surrounded by black evil energy and its true form could not be seen clearly.

Murong Ji's pupils shrank, and the Gathering Immortal Banner at his side violently absorbed the evil energy, and in a moment it had absorbed most of it.

Murong Ji was not idle either. The Zhuxian Sword in his hand released countless sword qi, which continuously probed into the black mist. Every sword qi struck in without holding back, but there was no reaction at all.

Murong Ji felt uneasy and quickly retreated on his sword to a safe position. From a distance, he was blocked by darkness and could not see clearly what Daoxuan was doing.

He swung the Zhu Xian Sword, and the sword light slashed out and directly sank into the black mist.

"puff!"

It seemed like something was hit. Murong Ji saw Daoxuan's figure slowly emerging. Endless black air surged and gathered, healing Daoxuan's injuries.

Murong Ji's expression changed drastically, "Gather the evil spirits and gather the souls, the mysterious ghost energy!"

"Haha, what an insight! Even your master Tian Buyi might not be able to recognize it, but you just revealed it in one sentence."

Xuanyin ghost energy, this is not some rubbish technique, but a very advanced ghost technique. If he had not seen the sixth heavenly book, he would not have recognized it.

This mysterious ghost energy explained the Yin in the Yin and Yang principle! Only then did he understand that life and death also belonged to the category of Yin and Yang!

Murong Ji was shocked, but when he came to his senses, he looked at Daoxuan and asked, "Uncle Daoxuan, how did you cultivate such a pure Xuanyin ghost energy?"

Daoxuan looked at Murong Ji deeply without saying a word. Gradually, the blood color in his eyes faded away, and a pair of old and gloomy eyes looked at Murong Ji.

"Don't follow me anymore. I will go back after I finish some things." The voice was tired and weak, but Murong Ji frowned tightly.

"Uncle Daoxuan..."

"roll!"

In an instant, endless ghost energy attacked and surrounded Murong Ji.

Murong Ji's aura burst out, directly dispersing the evil energy around him, and continued to fly high into the sky.

"Snapped"

Daoxuan grabbed Murong Ji's feet and pulled him down. "Dingling!"

This time, Daoxuan did not feel dizzy. Murong Ji felt a chill in his heart and the Zhuxian Sword in his hand fell instantly.

"bump!"

He chopped Daoxuan's shoulder straightly. The killing power of Lu Zu's sword was so strong that it almost cut Daoxuan to death.

A big hand suddenly stretched out from the black fog, pinched Murong Ji's head, and lifted Murong Ji up alive. Endless evil energy invaded Murong Ji's mind.

Murong Ji wanted to struggle, but he found that his true energy was exhausted and he had no more fighting power. Daoxuan's strength was really far ahead of him.

He flipped his left hand and the Vajra Bracelet fell on his hand. Before he could move, his left arm was twisted off by Daoxuan.

Daoxuan grabbed the Zhuxian Sword and took it away. Murong Ji was wrapped in the dark ghost energy. He watched Daoxuan's wound heal through Daoxuan's fingers and was shocked.

"Do you know?" Daoxuan's voice sounded, but it was tired and old.

He put away the Zhu Xian Sword and continued, "There are many ways to reach the Taiqing realm. There is the Taiqing realm of the feng shui formation of the Qingyun Patriarch, and the Taiqing realm of the sword formation of the Qingye Patriarch."

"Everyone's Taiqing realm is different. It is not a division of realm strength, but the degree of understanding of Tao. Entering the Taiqing realm is the starting point of cultivation."

Murong Ji panted slowly and asked, "Master Daoxuan, you are now halfway to the Great Purity Realm! How long can you stay awake now?"

Daoxuan did not answer, and Murong Ji also knew the answer.

"Pfft!"

The Zhu Xian Sword pierced into his abdomen, and he couldn't even lower his head to look. Endless evil energy corroded his body, and it was freezing cold. At this moment, Murong Ji felt like he was really going to die.

The blood and energy surged, and were all absorbed by the Zhu Xian Sword.

My strength was slipping away, my temperature was slipping away, and I was getting colder and colder.

At this moment, he also thought a lot of things clearly, "Master Daoxuan, after Wan Jianyi was killed by the master, you used this Xuanyin ghost energy to revive him, right?"

"No wonder...no wonder..."

No wonder, after Bi Yao was resurrected, her strength has always been at the Jade Purity Realm. No wonder Wan Jianyi damaged his foundation because of his forced breakthrough.

Their situation is different from Jin Ping'er's who is still alive. After they are completely dead, even if they are summoned again, their strength will stagnate at that time and it will be difficult to improve it.

No wonder Wan Jianyi, who was at the eighth level of Shangqing, was ambushed by Mr. Ghost and suppressed by Zhang Xiaofan's Soul-Devouring Stick.

In such a moment, he figured out many problems.

The price of the art of summoning souls is heavy, and the price of rebelling against yin and yang is equally heavy, just like when Linglong gathered the evil spirits and turned them into a beast god, and then rebelled against them to become a human, the price was his own life, and he was completely wiped out.

His eyelids slowly closed, and Murong Ji suddenly woke up, but he couldn't open his eyes.

【I don’t want to die...】

His mind kept searching through his memories. From what he had learned in two lifetimes, there was only one way to resolve such a dilemma. Murong Ji slowly practiced the fetal breathing method and then fell into a deep sleep.

The fetal breathing method continued to operate, and the energy in Murong Ji's body continued to operate without stopping.

Endless evil energy surged in the meridians, flowing through the three golden elixirs, unknowingly becoming even darker than ink, and merged into the golden elixirs, causing the three golden elixirs to become even hotter.

True essence replaced qi and blood, surging like the raging Yangtze and Yellow rivers. Unconsciously, the blood turned golden.

The changes in the true essence subtly change the body...

Two days later.

Tian Buyi found out that there were traces of a fight in a mountain range. His heart sank, because he knew Daoxuan's strength best.

[I'm afraid that Old Seven is in great danger. ]

Looking up at the sky, my heart was filled with heaviness and worry.

Flying towards the mountain range, he saw a deep pit that was slowly gathering into a lake. The mountain peaks were flattened, the rocks were smashed, and the trees and grass were all turned into dust.

After a few years, when this lake is formed, this area with a radius of one hundred miles will become a large piece of fertile farmland, which is cause for celebration.

But Tian Buyi had a look of dejection on his face, his heart was shaking, and before he knew it, tears were falling, "Brother Daoxuan! Brother Daoxuan! Don't cut off Qingyun's foundation! You must not cut off Qingyun's foundation!"

Tian Buyi flew up on his sword and chased into the distance.

Qingyun Mountain, Xiaozhu Peak.

Lu Xueqi stood outside Jingzhu Pavilion in a daze, listening to Uncle Su Rusu crying to her master, her head buzzing.

[Master Tian and Murong Ji disappeared after entering Tongtian Peak! ]

Lu Xueqi's heart was in a mess, and she staggered and accidentally made a noise.

"who!"

Shuiyue snorted, but Lu Xueqi didn't care about that and asked directly, "Excuse me, Uncle Su, how many days has Junior Brother Murong been missing?"

"Five days."

(End of this chapter)