Chapter 350 Dungeon
After all, Tian Buyi is an alchemist, and he has very good connections and influence.

Murong Ji glanced at the mourning hall and saw that there were quite a few people guarding the body, so he nodded and said, "Okay."

When he walked out of the mourning hall, he saw Lu Xueqi waiting not far away. His heart warmed, and he walked over and pulled Lu Xueqi into his arms without waiting for her to speak.

"Why don't you go rest?"

Lu Xueqi shook her head slightly without saying much. When she saw someone coming, she pushed Murong Ji away and walked towards Murong Ji's yard.

Murong Ji followed behind him and entered the yard together.

"Qingfeng and Qingqing have been exhausted these days and have gone to rest." Lu Xueqi suddenly said this, which startled Murong Ji, who was a little dazed.

After coming to his senses, he nodded.

After entering the room, Murong Ji took off his coat and lay down on the bed without washing up. He turned to look at Lu Xueqi and saw that she looked hesitant.

Murong Ji stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms. The two of them snuggled up to each other and slowly fell asleep.

Early the next morning.

Tian Buyi's body was taken up and buried. Murong Ji looked at his master's coffin falling into the cemetery on the back mountain of Dazhu Peak, then he slowly came to his senses.

This is the burial place of the ancestors of all generations. He will also be buried here after his death.

As soon as this thought came to mind, Murong Ji suddenly had a feeling that someone had been waiting for him to come back.

After all the affairs were finished, Murong Ji completely relaxed. What he was focusing on was his master's wife Su Ru.

Su Ru looked normal, and there was nothing unusual except that she looked sad.

Murong Ji knew that his master's wife Su Ru was determined to die. He wanted to persuade her, but he didn't know how to start.

Zhang Xiaofan settled down on the mountain. The people in Dazhu Peak seemed to have not noticed Bi Yao's existence. They would say hello when they saw her on weekdays and also meet her at meals.

But no one has ever mentioned Biyao's identity.

Murong Ji stood at the kitchen door, watching Bi Yao leaving. She was a generous person who always put morality first, and his fellow brothers liked her character very much.

"what's your plan?"

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned and silent for a long time. Then he said, "I don't know." After he finished speaking, he hurriedly chased after Bi Yao.

Murong Ji knew that Zhang Xiaofan was also confused at this time. He wanted to stay in Qingyun Mountain, but Bi Yao's background destined him to take over the Ghost King Sect.

"If Bi Yao hadn't woken up, Xiao Fan's heart would probably have returned to the mountain by now." Lu Xueqi beside him stared at them as they left and did not respond to Murong Ji's words.

A few days later, the master's wife gathered them together again in Shoujing Hall.

Murong Ji stood aside, with Lu Xueqi beside him, while Zhang Xiaofan on the opposite side also called Bi Yao over.

When he turned around, he saw that his master's wife Su Ru had a rosy face and did not look sad at all.

But I felt more and more uneasy.

"It has been half a month since your master passed away. We have many things to settle in Dazhufeng Mountain."

"Lao Qi."

Murong Ji was startled, walked to the center, bowed and saluted, "Master's wife, I am here."

"What is your current level of cultivation?"

"Replying to Master's Wife, I am now at the seventh level of Shangqing."

As soon as the words fell, everyone gasped. Su Ru nodded and asked, "Then you will be the head of Dazhu Peak."

Murong Ji's heart sank. He didn't need to look to understand how his fellow brothers felt at the moment.

When he was emperor, he studied the reasons for the development of a family and the development of dynasties.

The ancients were not stupid, they were much smarter than you think.

The system of primogeniture was not just to avoid internal strife. As the saying goes, the emperor loves the eldest son, and the people love the youngest son.

What is the truth? Most people like their youngest sons, and their preference and training for the youngest son far exceeds that for the eldest son.

Why is it necessary to consolidate the position of the eldest son? Just look at Cao Cao.

In a short moment, Murong Ji's mind turned over and over, and he came back to his senses and slowly knelt down, "Master's wife, please forgive me, I... I am not that kind of person. If Dazhu Peak is handed over to me, I am afraid it will only fall."

Su Ru picked up the teacup and remained silent. After taking a sip of tea, she slowly said, "Tell me why."

Murong Ji's face didn't look good, he knew that it was Su Ru who was warning him. In their eyes, he was not a person who could keep quiet. He had a high level of cultivation and they were afraid that someone would seize power in the future.

Because of the position of the abbot, Master Tian Buyi and Master Uncle almost never had any contact with each other until they died.

What are the consequences? If Su Ru hadn't married here, Tian Buyi would be the only fighter in the entire Dazhu Peak. He would be attacked and killed by someone in the middle of the night, and Qingyun Sect wouldn't even be able to find out.

Now that it is their generation, they have to be on guard.

"Master, I am concentrating on my cultivation, so I will inevitably neglect the affairs of Dazhu Peak. In addition, I also have to refine pills and weapons, which take up most of my energy, not to mention dealing with sect affairs."

Su Ru was silent for a long time, and looked at everyone present one by one. "Da Ren, what do you think?"

Song Daren walked out and wanted to say something, but he couldn't open his mouth. He was straightforward, but not stupid.

Su Ru had not spoken a word, but just waited quietly, trying to force Song Daren to speak. "Master's wife, disciple...disciple feels that I am more qualified to be the head of Dazhu Peak."

If it were anyone else, they would probably have to refuse the position at this moment, do a favor to Murong Ji, and then take the position of the first seat for themselves.

But Song Daren, even if he knew it in his heart, he would not do it. He was straightforward and said what he thought.

Su Ru sighed slowly, which frightened Song Daren. He knelt down with a plop, "Master's wife, please don't be angry. I was talking nonsense..."

Murong Ji was speechless. No wonder his master had such a bad temper. If his disciple was like that too, he would probably be so angry that he would die.

Su Ru didn't even look at him. She glanced at everyone and said in a deep voice, "From today on, the eighth generation leader of Dazhu Peak is Song Daren!"

The majesty of the first lady of the generation, and the Taoism of the fifth level of Shangqing, spread out.

"There are only a few of us in this lineage, just you brothers. You must assist him well. Don't be like your master, who supports Dazhu Peak alone."

"Yes! Disciple obeys your command!" Everyone responded in unison.

Su Ru glanced at the two people kneeling on the ground and said, "You two should get up first."

"Yes!"

Murong Ji just stood back in his original position when he heard Su Ru continue to say: "Da Ren, bring the gift and go to Xiaozhu Peak with me later."

Murong Ji suddenly raised his head and looked at Su Ru. He was going to propose marriage. Then he...

"Seventh Brother, when your master was alive, he had already arranged a marriage for you and Junior-Nephew Lu. Just wait patiently these days and don't make any trouble."

Murong Ji was shocked, but then he felt ecstatic. He turned to look at Lu Xueqi, only to see that she was blushing and speaking with her head down in a daze.

"Disciple thanks Master's wife."

After that, Su Ru explained some other miscellaneous things. Murong Ji suddenly came to his senses and was a little surprised that she was dealing with funeral affairs.

Coming out of the Jingjing Hall, Murong Ji was secretly alert in his heart, [After these things are dealt with, Master's Wife will...]

Watching the backs of Master's Wife and Senior Brother flying away on their swords, Murong Ji finally remembered and turned to ask, "Why didn't you tell me that we were engaged?"

Lu Xueqi had a cold face and pretended to be indifferent. If the blush on her cheeks had not yet faded, he would have believed it.

No wonder Lu Xueqi has lived so peacefully in his yard for the past half month.

When Song Daren came back, he finally had a smile on his face. If we were to ask who among these apprentices had the deepest feelings for their master and his wife.

That is Song Daren. He can be said to have been raised by his master and his mistress as their son.

The happy event of the eldest senior brother dispelled some of the sad atmosphere in Dazhufeng Mountain, and Murong Ji felt much more relaxed.

It was getting dark, and Su Ru suddenly called Murong Ji over.

Murong Ji was a little dazed, and walked obediently to the Shoujing Hall. He stood in the Shoujing Hall, but did not enter the inner hall. He said respectfully: "Master's wife, you called me."

Not long after, Su Ru came out, full of energy. She looked at Murong Ji with inquiring eyes, and then sat at the top seat.

He asked directly: "Seventh Brother, have you also been corroded by the evil spirit of the Zhuxian Sword?"

Murong Ji was startled, not knowing how to explain. After thinking for a while, he said seriously, "Master's Wife, I was indeed corroded by the evil spirit, but now I am fine."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard footsteps behind him. Murong Ji turned around and saw Shuiyue and Lu Xueqi walking in from outside.

Not far behind them, several people came in one after another.

Song Daren, Wenmin, Zhang Xiaofan and Biyao.

Murong Ji frowned slightly, feeling that the atmosphere was a little strange. They were actually surrounding him secretly.

"Master's wife?"

It was at this time that Murong Ji saw the Moxue Sword on the table, the Moxue Sword which was as famous as the Tianya Sword!
Lu Xueqi walked up and stood in front of Murong Ji, staring at him blankly, "Nothing, don't worry."

As he spoke, he took off the dragon ring from his finger and patted the back of his hand to comfort him.

Murong Ji was secretly on guard, this situation didn't seem right no matter how he looked at it.

"Seventh Brother, don't blame me, your mistress, for being cruel. The evil spirit is corroding you like an extraordinary force. It seems that nothing is wrong now, but it may be the root of trouble. You should go and retreat for a while."

Murong Ji glanced at the crowd. This seemed like they really thought highly of him, and the scene was quite a big one.

He bowed and said, "Disciple obeys your command."

As soon as he finished speaking, he handed the Heavenly Question Sword to Lu Xueqi and looked at his senior brother, "Senior brother, where am I in retreat?"

Song Daren breathed a sigh of relief, looked at his master's wife, and waited for Su Ru to speak.

"Let's go to the dungeon at Dazhu Peak. What do you think, Old Seven?"

"Listen to Master's Wife."

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Ru picked up the Moxue Sword and walked out of Shoujing Hall, and Murong Ji quickly followed.

The rest of the people followed behind and surrounded Murong Ji.

For all these years, he really didn't know where the dungeon of Dazhu Peak was.

(End of this chapter)