Chapter 374: The Disaster
Jin Ping'er suddenly laughed, and this time it was from the bottom of her heart, "Yes, I do like him. It's a pity that he even despises me being his mistress."

Xiao Huan was a little embarrassed. "Well, I think Brother Murong is more devoted. He really cares about Lu Xueqi."

"Loyalty is bullshit! When we first met, you wanted to hang your eyes on me!"

"Is this true? Brother Murong is quite an upright person!"

"Looks decent! But stinky men are all the same!"

……

In the days that followed, Qingyun Mountain became completely peaceful, and Xiao Yicai was the one who took care of the issue of profit distribution.

Murong Ji and Lu Xueqi started living a simple life together.

At their level of cultivation, it is quite difficult to improve further. The eighth level of Shangqing is like crossing a chasm.

If the Zhu Xian Sword had not absorbed most of the blood essence of the Shura Blood Formation, he would not have had the foundation to break through the eighth level of Shangqing.

Now when I think back on it, the Shura Blood Formation really has endless uses. The blood not only contains essence, but also the existence of 'God'.

Murong Ji exhaled slowly, completely refining the essence and blood of Shura power accumulated in his hands, and his cultivation was completely stabilized.

He lowered his head to look at the blood pills in the basin in front of him. These were the pills he had refined.

"Murong Ji, you should go into seclusion. From now on, for ten years."

Murong Ji was startled, and turned to look at Lu Xueqi who had just woken up on the recliner, "No need, I feel fine."

Lu Xueqi sat up and said calmly, "When Senior Brother Xiao and I were discussing matters yesterday, Junior Brother Lin mentioned that you had killed the children of the noble families down the mountain."

Murong Ji pulled the corner of his mouth, "To eliminate the roots, are we going to wait for them to grow up, join the Demon Sect and continue to fight Qingyun to death?"

Lu Xueqi was silent for a long time before she said, "I stand on Junior Brother Lin's side this time. If you are attacked by evil spirits while holding the Immortal Execution Sword, the consequences... will be too serious!"

Murong Ji sighed softly, "Can we wait until we get married before we go into seclusion?"

"No."

Murong Ji's pupils shrank, and he understood in his heart that it seemed that there was pressure from the master! The only one who could put pressure on the head monk was the elders' hall. [Something is going to happen recently?! ]

"No, I just don't understand. After experiencing two catastrophes in a row, those old immortals are still alive?!!"

Lu Xueqi frowned slightly, said nothing, and suddenly walked over, grabbed Murong Ji's collar and lifted him up.

This time, Murong Ji was imprisoned in the dungeon of Xiaozhu Peak.

As soon as you look up, you can see the Moon-Viewing Platform above your head, one of the six scenic spots of Qingyun Gate.

Who would have thought that under the lake below the Moon-Watching Terrace, there would be a dungeon as solid as iron.

Murong Ji glanced around and saw that everything had already been arranged, with a study, bedroom, alchemy room and equipment room, everything was available.

Murong Ji was somewhat speechless. Was he going to be treated like a beast of burden by Lu Xueqi, working hard day and night? ! !

Just two days after Lu Xueqi informed Murong Ji of his retreat, the news broke that a family that had joined the evil cult had been exterminated.

At the same time, Li Xun, the young master of Fenxiang Valley, paid homage to Murong Ji and enumerated the eight major crimes of Murong Ji, which were then spread throughout the world.

Countless clan leaders and family heads went to Qingyun Mountain together, demanding that Qingyun hand over Murong Ji and punish the evildoer.

Murong Ji looked at the news handed in by Lu Xueqi, sat cross-legged on the bed and sneered. The catastrophe had just passed, and he wanted to test how much strength Qingyun Sect had left.

"You are a bunch of idiots. As long as Qingyun Sect has the Zhuxian Sword, no matter who you are, you can't cause any trouble!"

"If it were you, how would you solve it?" Lu Xueqi asked softly.

Murong Ji thought about it carefully and felt that this was indeed a difficult issue. This time, Fenxiang Valley was not coming for him, but for the righteous attributes and reputation of Qingyun Sect.

The current Fenxiang Valley is the strongest in the world, but the Qingyun Sect’s victory in two disasters has earned it a prestige that Fenxiang Valley cannot match.

Murong Ji thought about it carefully before answering, "It's still about the time when the Beast God was captured and slaughtered in the Central Plains, and Fenxiang Valley abandoned the city and fled to make a fuss."

"Not only that, but also expose their killings for blood and collusion with the Beast God to slaughter the Central Plains."

Lu Xueqi frowned, "It's true that we are fighting, but we can't fabricate it..."

Murong Ji suddenly smiled, walked to the bookshelf, pulled out a booklet and handed it over, "I didn't make this up, it really happened. There are witnesses and physical evidence!"

Seeing Lu Xueqi's expression change drastically, she then stared at the booklet with a grim face, "How...how could it be..."

Murong Ji chuckled, "I guess Yun Yilan has been possessed by the devil for a long time. I don't know what those people in Fenxiang Valley are doing! By the way, someone needs to speak out their century-long plan in front of all the clan masters and family heads in the world."

"Well, let me think about it, Lich! I think he would love to trample the Incense Valley under his feet!"

After seeing Lu Xueqi off, Murong Ji continued with the work at hand. He had accumulated a lot of materials, and it would take decades to process them all.

There is no need to rush. Practicing too fast is not a good thing. You still need to practice more and more.

Several months passed quickly, and Murong Ji finally came to his senses and practiced in the cave. The time passed really quickly.

I heard a noise at the cave entrance and looked up. Lu Xueqi walked in with a lunch box. The two of them ate in silence without saying a word.

When Lu Xueqi was clearing the dishes, she suddenly said, "Qingqing has broken into the sixth level of Yuqing." Murong Ji was a little dazed, and then he remembered that he still had two disciples, "What about Qingfeng?"

Lu Xueqi said calmly: "Qingfeng is still a little short of maturity. He has always regarded himself as your eldest disciple, but he has been bound by your disciples."

Murong Ji's mouth twitched, "Then let's wait a bit, let Qingqing take care of those disciples, and send Qingfeng away to practice."

Lu Xueqi nodded, "That's a good idea."

Then he thought for a moment and said calmly, "Today, Senior Brother Xiao mentioned the reform. He wanted to bring the disciples from the noble families up the mountain."

Murong Ji was stunned, and thought carefully. Qingyun Sect's control over the local area was not as strong as before. They could only rely on the power of local small clans, otherwise there would be no other way.

This aristocratic family does not include the aristocratic family disciples who are in the mainstream, but those who are not in the mainstream. In this era, as long as there is a cultivator in the family, it can be called an aristocratic family.

"This method is feasible, but we suggest that we focus on orphans." Murong Ji frowned and thought about it carefully, "Tell Senior Brother Xiao to strictly enforce the Qingyun Sect rules, no matter who it is."

"If the situation is particularly serious, just kill him directly."

Lu Xueqi nodded, then began to wash up. Murong Ji slightly raised the corner of his mouth and approached her from behind.

Ten years is neither long nor short. In the blink of an eye, four years have passed.

Lu Xueqi became more and more charming, and her mature scent seemed like a bottomless quagmire that made people sink into it and unable to extricate themselves.

After making love, Murong Ji gently lifted Lu Xueqi's temples so that he could see her profile clearly.

"Something may have happened in Fenxiang Valley."

Murong Ji, who was still a little drowsy, suddenly woke up. "What's going on?"

"I don't know. No specific news has been sent back yet."

Murong Ji's heart moved, and he suddenly thought of something, "Soon, Fenxiang Valley will be closed to the public."

Lu Xueqi raised her head from his chest and asked, "What do you mean?"

Murong Ji chuckled, patted Lu Xueqi's smooth jade-like shoulders, and said slowly: "Yun Yilan has been possessed by a demon. It is probably the most difficult time for Fenxiang Valley now."

Lu Xueqi was startled and frowned slightly. "Fenxiang Valley has already lost its reputation after the public trial four years ago. If there is any more bad reputation, I'm afraid..."

"Xueqi, I want to go to Southern Xinjiang for a walk. I'm worried about Yun Yilan's possession of the devil. Besides, Xiaofan... is probably also in Southern Xinjiang right now."

Lu Xueqi frowned, but couldn't say no, "Let me think about it..."

"Ah."

Incense Valley.

The moonlight was bright, spreading on the ground like water and silver, reflecting the high platforms on both sides of the valley and the military facilities that had been repaired.

Every night, Fenxiang Valley is filled with silence and an extremely solemn atmosphere.

Who would have thought that in such a beautiful place, there were countless secret sentries hidden.

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps was heard, and an old man in a gray robe walked over with his hands behind his back.

He glanced around with his sharp eyes, and after making sure there were no accidents, he hurried to the next place.

Night patrol was originally Lu Shun’s job, but now that Lu Shun has gone crazy, the job has fallen on Shangguan Ce.

Suddenly, Shangguan Ce paused, sniffed lightly, smelled a bloody smell, and his face became slightly solemn.

When I sniffed it carefully, there was indeed a smell of blood.

"Secret sentry, Ye Ming."

A heavy voice sounded, but no one responded. Shangguan frowned and continued, "Secret sentry, Yunxiao."

Still no response.

Shangguan Ce's face changed, he jumped up, followed the smell of blood, landed at the edge of a bush, carefully parted the bush, but the smell of blood hit him in the face.

Shangguan Ce had a gloomy look on his face. He turned the body over and found that his heart seemed to have been eaten by something and his entire chest cavity was empty.

"Humph! How dare you! You dare to come and cause trouble for my Fenxiang Valley!"

After finding another secret sentry whose internal organs had also been hollowed out, Shangguan Ce calmed down, began to explore the surrounding environment, and followed the traces to chase him.

Not long after Shangguan Ce left, two people walked out of the woods, Yan Hong, and another unknown disciple of Fenxiang Valley.

There was some blood at the corner of the disciple's mouth.

Suddenly, a voice came from the forest, vague and erratic, "Don't be so disgusting."

"Got it." Yan Hong glanced at the jungle unhappily.

He took another look at the direction Shangguan Ce left, turned around and entered Fenxiang Valley, replacing Shangguan Ce's patrol.

Walking step by step into the elders' villa, Yan Hong touched the Qingling Stone in his hand, curled the corners of his mouth slightly, walked forward, and stood in front of Lu Shun's door.

(End of this chapter)