Chapter 349: Not Even as Good as Prince Huan
But waiting here is not a big deal!
Looking in the direction of Qingyun Mountain, Murong Ji exhaled slowly, unable to make a decision. Entering the Dead Abyss to find Daoxuan was pure nonsense.

By the time he comes out, maybe tens of thousands of people have already occupied Qingyun Mountain!
When I turned around, I saw Xiaobai, and an idea came to my mind.

"Senior, let's make a deal."

Xiao Bai's lips curled up slightly, with a smile on his face, and his seductive charm unconsciously emanated from him, "A transaction of money and sex?"

Murong Ji's mouth twitched slightly, although he wanted to. He straightened his expression and said slowly: "I want you to help me keep an eye on the Dead Spirit Abyss and see when Daoxuan comes out and where he goes."

Xiaobai said slowly: "Okay, but I want a child."

Murong Ji's face froze. What Xiaobai wanted was not a child, but the Golden Elixir Method! If he really had a child with me, would I really be able to be so cruel as to watch him being bullied?
"Okay, I'll find someone to have a baby with you, how about Zhang Xiaofan?"

Xiao Bai's expression was a little complicated. "Murong Ji, don't pretend to be confused. You didn't suffer any loss after I was completely taken advantage of by you. We foxes are gifted in Hehuan."

Murong Ji shook his head. The Golden Elixir Method was his foundation. Although it was integrated into the Tai Chi Xuanqing Taoism, the role of the Golden Elixir Method could not be underestimated.

Xiaobai's patience was running out. She had been trapped in Fenxiang Valley for three hundred years. The wealth accumulated by the Sky Fox Clan had long been swallowed up by others. Just look at the life Xiaoliu'er was living.

Apart from her body and beauty, she has nothing to offer. [That’s not right, Murong Ji seems to be very interested in the strange art of transforming people into monsters.]

But it was rare for Murong Ji to ask for something now. If he returned to that state of having no desires, he would be in real trouble. "What can I get?"

Murong Ji thought for a moment and said, "I can help you do something within my ability."

Xiao Bai was silent for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he looked up and met Murong Ji's inquiring eyes, "Okay! Murong Ji, if I ask for something in the future, you must agree to it!"

"Premise! You must not do evil, and I have the right to refuse."

Xiaobai lowered his head in thought, then said, "Okay!"

Murong Ji was a little surprised and frowned slightly, [It seems that I can't refuse the condition that Xiaobai wants! Bribery?! ]

What is the benefit that can make her heart move? Cultivation resources, or top-notch cultivation resources, [Could she know of an ancient relic? ! ]

He is very clear about his own character, and sufficient benefits can indeed make him tempted.

After the negotiation, Murong Ji flew up on his sword and headed towards Qingyun Sect.

Xiaobai stared at Murong Ji's back in a daze, then suddenly curled up the corners of his mouth, smiled complacently, and was about to enter Kongsang Mountain.

His face gradually became gloomy.

"Since you're here, why don't you just meet me? Why are you hiding?"

"clatter"

"clatter"

The sound of pounding the ground was heard, Xiaobai turned his head and saw an old woman in a black robe with silver stripes walking out of the woods.

She was called an old woman, but actually she looked to be in her 40s or 50s, still looking charming. Holding a fox-head wooden cane in her hand, she looked Xiaobai up and down, then nodded with satisfaction.

"You were able to find me so quickly. Your cultivation level is improving quite fast."

Xiao Bai had a look of disgust on his face, "I can smell your stench from ten miles away! How can I cover it up?"

The old woman was not annoyed. She walked up to Xiao Bai and looked in the direction where Murong Ji left. "Is that the man you found? He doesn't look that good."

Xiao Bai sneered, then smiled and said, "You're right, he really has no ability. He has been captured for several months, but he doesn't have any way to deal with it. How useless!"

"Well, that's right. How much combat power can you expect from an alchemist?"

The old woman looked at Murong Ji's back and nodded, "Well, the disciples of Qingyun Sect are indeed good. Their status is not as noble as that of Master Huan, and their strength is also far behind that of Master Huan."

"If he is an alchemist, he still has some value. He can give it to Master Huan as a gift."

Xiao Bai's mouth twitched, and he opened his mouth, but didn't say a word. In the end, he sneered, "You have met Lu Xueqi, his wife."

The old woman was startled, her face darkened instantly, "Humph! Since you've already lost your virginity, you can only be a servant! What a pity for such a good talent, this Murong Ji deserves death! After catching him, hang him directly to appease Lord Huan's anger!!"

Xiaobai was stunned for a long time and couldn't react. Then he came to his senses and laughed uncontrollably, "Hahaha! Hahaha!"

"What are you laughing at?!" The old woman waved her cane and hit directly, but missed.

Xiaobai had already drifted away, and a leisurely voice came, "If you want to continue, you should quickly break away from those idiots and stop competing with those geniuses in the Central Plains."

"Those who only know how to rest on their laurels will not wake up until their clan is annihilated."

The old woman's expression was gloomy, and she echoed: "Don't think that you can be free and at ease once you leave the tribe. The power of the tribe is far beyond your imagination! If you insist on not changing your ways, once Lord Huan decides to capture you, you will have no way out!"

There was no trace of Xiaobai. The old woman gasped for a few times, poked her crutch, pointed at a stone, snorted coldly, and turned into a silver fox and escaped.

Five days later, Murong Ji saw the shadow of Qingyun Mountain and let out a long sigh. His injuries had not been completely healed, and the long journey day and night had really taken a toll on him.

Without thinking any more, he flew back to Dazhu Peak on his sword.

As soon as you enter Dazhu Peak, you will see the whole peak covered with white mourning clothes.

My heart sank. Although I had expected this, when I really faced it, I still felt sad. "Seventh Junior Brother!"

Murong Ji turned his head and saw several senior brothers in mourning clothes standing behind him. They forced an ugly smile to hide their fatigue.

"Brother!"

Song Daren walked forward and patted Murong Ji on the shoulder to comfort him. "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back..."

The fourth senior brother handed over a set of mourning clothes and helped Murong Ji put it on. Then the fellow disciples walked towards the Shoujing Hall together.

Murong Ji followed Song Daren silently, looking at his back that was like a small mountain, feeling a little dazed.

As you enter Shoujing Hall, the aroma of incense becomes stronger.

It was quite quiet, and the whole mourning hall looked somewhat desolate. After a quick glance, I saw that those keeping vigil there were the second senior brother, the third senior brother, the fifth senior brother, and Lu Xueqi.

There was no Tian Ling'er, let alone the master's wife.

"Seventh Junior Brother!" Fifth Senior Brother exclaimed and instantly woke up Lu Xueqi.

He looked up suddenly and saw Murong Ji standing behind Du Bishu. Tears instantly rolled down his cold face.

"Second brother, you guys go down and have a rest." Song Daren said in a deep voice, and several fellow disciples exchanged positions.

Wu Dayi walked past Murong Ji, looked him up and down, and after making sure that there was nothing serious wrong with Murong Ji, he patted him on the shoulder, and walked out without saying anything else.

Murong Ji looked at Lu Xueqi who was dressed in mourning clothes. She was observing mourning for him.

Looking at the tired face of Lu Xueqi, the words of thanks were about to come to his lips but he swallowed them back. He wanted to hug her but then he remembered the occasion.

"Seventh Junior Brother, come with me to see Master's Wife first."

"it is good."

Walking into the inner hall of the Shoujing Hall and standing in the middle of the corridor, Song Daren bowed and said, "Master's Wife, Seventh Junior Brother is back."

There was a moment of silence at the end of the corridor. "Let Lao Qi come in, I'll take a look at him..."

Murong Ji glanced at Song Daren and walked over.

This is the room of the master's wife and master. Song Daren had no intention of going in. He bowed to the room at the end of the corridor and turned to leave.

Murong Ji walked to the door and called softly, "Master's wife, the disciple is back."

Suddenly, the door opened, Shuiyue frowned and looked at Murong Ji, "Come in."

Murong Ji walked into the room, his eyes fixed on the ground. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the appearance of his master's wife Su Ru. Her face was pale and her eyes were red. For a moment, he couldn't help but feel sad.

Before he could speak, he heard Su Ru say, "Where's Daoxuan?"

Murong Ji was stunned for a moment, and answered honestly: "Master, I went to the Dead Spirit Abyss to look for Master Wan's soul."

Su Ru and Shui Yue were both stunned. After a long silence, Su Ru continued to ask, "How did he know that Senior Brother Wan's soul was detained in the Dead Abyss?"

"Disciple doesn't know."

Shuiyue and Su Ru looked at each other, and then Shuiyue hurried out of the room.

Su Ru looked at her leaving back, came back to her senses, and continued to ask: "Where is the Zhu Xian Sword? Did you bring it back?"

Murong Ji lowered his head and said, "No, the Immortal Execution Sword was taken away by him."

Su Ru rubbed her brows, and the fatigue on her face gradually disappeared. She looked at Murong Ji and said lightly: "Xueqi, that child..."

Murong Ji remained silent, lowering his head and waiting for his master's wife to continue.

"Xiao Fan has told me everything. When your master's matter is over, I will propose to you, but..."

"It's just that Xueqi has been chosen as the next abbot, so you'll have to run between the two peaks in the future. I've given you a position as an elder at Xiaozhu Peak, so you'll have to take care of both peaks in the future. Are you willing?"

Murong Ji bowed and said, "Disciple is willing, thank you, Master's wife."

Su Ru waved her hand and said, "Go down and have a rest first."

Murong Ji was stunned for a moment, and wanted to say something to comfort him, but he didn't know how to start. When the words came to his lips, he only said, "Disciple, I'll take my leave."

Walking out of the house, Murong Ji headed towards the front hall.

Seeing Qi Hao in mourning clothes, Murong Ji was a little surprised. When Qi Hao looked at him, he bowed and Qi Hao also bowed in return.

Just as he was about to kneel down to keep vigil for his master, Song Daren stopped him and said, "Seventh Junior Brother, go and have a rest first. Tomorrow morning, the master will be buried..."

People came here to worship one after another, including elders and disciples of Qingyun Sect, as well as celebrities from famous and upright sects.

(End of this chapter)