Chapter 387 Is it a human or a monster?
After several rounds of negotiations, Zeng Shushu came forward, while Murong Ji and the other two stood quietly in the back without saying much.

He moved into the City Lord's Mansion and had a good sleep. The next morning, Zeng Shushu, in the capacity of one of the seven elders of Qingyun Sect, invited people from Penglai Immortal Sect to come and negotiate.

Before waiting for a reply, Zeng Shushu began to gather people from Yunzhou and a dozen surrounding states.

Zeng Shushu was busy, but Murong Ji and the others were bored. Every day they went out to enjoy the flowers and the scenery. They couldn't stay any longer, so Lu Xueqi and the other two headed towards Ruzhou.

There is the sphere of influence of the Penglai Immortal Sect.

Within a few days, the three of them had managed to track down most of the direct descendants of the Penglai Immortal Sect on land.

"Sister Lu, what do you think?"

Lin Jingyu flew into the air with his sword and looked at the city below. There were only three people with Shangqing aura inside. Their strength was not high and they could barely see through.

Lu Xueqi frowned and was silent for a long time before she said, "Once they find out our strength, they will probably avoid fighting. If we are aggressive, it will be bad for our reputation."

"How about this?" Murong Ji finished eating Zhou Zhong's bamboo rice. This thing is sticky and tastes good. It is considered a local snack.

After swallowing the last bite, seeing that the two were waiting for him to speak, Murong Ji said calmly: "We just need to take back the cities. Force them out of the land."

"If we don't have the manpower, then we can give half to Tianyin Temple as a favor."

Lu Xueqi and Lin Jingyu both looked a little solemn. Murong Ji never took the reputation of Qingyun Sect into consideration when doing things, but they could understand what Murong Ji meant.

Lin Jingyu frowned and asked, "Do you think Tianyin Temple can still rise and return to its peak?"

Murong Ji threw the bamboo tubes that he couldn't eat to Lin Jingyu, and then said: "I don't know either. The Great Brahma Prajna method is not bad. It is considered the top method in Buddhism."

"With the foundation, it won't be a big problem to get back to the top. However, compared to a potential and trustworthy opponent or companion, don't you think that an unfamiliar enemy is more terrifying?"

"We don't know much about the Penglai Immortal Sect, and we don't know what the sect's purpose is. Are we going to believe it just because they say they are of the righteous path?"

Lin Jingyu nodded and forced them to withdraw from the land, allowing their sect to reveal some of its strength so that they would have some idea in mind.

"Go back and discuss it with Senior Brother Zeng."

The three of them did not stay long and flew back to Yunzhou City on their swords.

In the Gubei City Lord's Mansion below, three people walked out of the house. The old man in the lead walked out with his hands behind his back, looking at the sky in the distance, where there were only three black dots left.

"Are they from Qingyun Sect?"

"Well, the news that came back was from one of the seven elders of Qingyun Mountain."

Hearing the answer behind him, the old man nodded and did not ask any more questions. However, the other person behind him had a bad feeling in his heart.

He took a step forward, bowed slightly and said: "My dear elder, should we call for some help? Qingyun Sect has a deep foundation, and I am afraid that we..."

The old man nodded and said, "That makes sense. A thousand-year-old family should not be underestimated."

"Then I will write a letter to the sect."

After the people behind him left, Elder Zhu seemed to have thought of something and asked, "It is said that a new Tianlong Palace has appeared? What kind of power is it? Will it affect the overall situation for us?"

"Don't worry, Elder. They are all poor families from ancient times. Their strength is not as good as that of Tianyin Temple."

"Oh, I see."

Without saying anything more, he turned and went into the house.

I don’t know what Zeng Shushu talked about with the people from Penglai Immortal Sect, but after that, he began to gather people and prepare for war, and he did it very thoroughly.

Murong Ji and others became idle again. Because of their identities, no one dared to approach them and chat.

There was no choice but to make a chessboard and play chess with Lu Xueqi.

As for Lin Jingyu, all he did was practice swordplay.

Half a month passed quickly, and the two thousand elite disciples sent by Xiao Yicai also arrived. Without further ado, the next morning, the four of them led their men to the city of Ruzhou.

Compared to Murong Ji, Zeng Shushu's methods are more ruthless. After confirming that someone is a disciple of Penglai Immortal Sect, he never leaves anyone alive.

The two factions started fighting instantly, without even the initial process of testing each other. Zeng Shushu's tactics had directly stunned Penglai, who was somewhat confused about what Zeng Shushu was going to do.

Murong Ji flew into the air with his sword, watching Lin Jingyu rushing forward. Almost no one in the Penglai Immortal Sect could be a match for Lin Jingyu.

"These are just some small fry. It depends on whether we can catch the big fish later."

Lu Xueqi did not reply, but watched the battle below with a frown. Lin Jingyu rushed into the City Lord's Mansion without any pressure.

"Don't you think we're moving a little too fast?"

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly. As a large sect, if Penglai could match the Qingyun Sect in terms of combat power, this kind of scene should not happen no matter what.

"Have you forgotten that Lin Jingyu is at the eighth level of Shangqing? His combat power is still top-notch. It's not surprising to have such a result."

Lu Xueqi didn't say anything, she was always a little worried. As expected, when Zeng Shushu led his men to the Gubei city gate, an accident occurred. The inexplicable appearance of more than a dozen Shangqing masters was really terrifying.

Qingyun Sect has only had a few Shangqing people in all these years, although these people are not very powerful.

Murong Ji suddenly felt a little dazed. Xiao Yicai was unsure about the quality of Penglai Immortal Sect, so he asked them to give it a try.

If we can't win, there won't be any casualties with him around.

Murong Ji even suspected that Xiao Yicai had deliberately provoked the Yunzhou War. The origin of Penglai Immortal Sect was a mystery, and Qingyun Sect didn't know much about it.

How can one feel at ease with a sect that suddenly appeared? It is better to test it out to feel more at ease.

Murong Ji sighed softly. Now, Qingyun Sect has seized the reputation and justice, and has taken ruthless actions against Penglai Immortal Sect, and no one can say anything. [Xiao Yicai, he is really scheming. ]

Looking down, Lin Jingyu and Zeng Shushu had already killed three people in the battle. They glanced at Lu Xueqi, but still had no intention of taking action.

Not long after, a black shadow suddenly jumped out of the City Lord's Mansion. This man's strength and momentum were far superior to those of other opponents in the Shangqing realm.

Lu Xueqi was about to step forward when suddenly, the Dragon Slaying Sword flashed and directly cut off one of the opponent's arms.

The second sword almost cut the man in two.

The strategy to slay ghosts and gods!

As Lin Jingyu used his power, he became more and more powerful and domineering.

"This strength is probably even stronger than Cangsong back then." Murong Ji couldn't help but sigh. The current situation of Qingyun Sect is a bit embarrassing.

The most feared situation is that there will be no successor and Changshengtang will follow in its footsteps.

At present, in the entire Qingyun Sect, the only two disciples who can be considered outstanding are Chang Qingqing and Chang Qingfeng. The others have just entered the sect and have not yet grown up.

There is no shortage of top-level combat power, but what is lacking is the elites in the middle and the disciples at the bottom. Forty years have passed, and half of the cities of Qingyun Sect still cannot be equipped with deacons with the strength of the seventh level of Yuqing.

Lu Xueqi frowned and paused, looking a little anxious. This time she came out, she also wanted to stretch her arms and legs.

For more than ten years, his realm has remained almost unchanged, which makes him feel anxious. Now that he has a chance to fight, he is unwilling to let it go.

"Don't worry, there is another person in that room, Shangqing seventh floor, only higher, not lower."

As soon as Murong Ji finished speaking, Lu Xueqi rushed down, broke through the roof and rushed into the house.

"I...go..." Murong Ji's mouth twitched. This...can't be necessary? ! !
He landed on the roof that was broken by Lu Xueqi, and looking down through the hole, he saw that Lu Xueqi was already pinning the old man down with a hammer.

After taking a few glances, Murong Ji was somewhat speechless. "Their skills cannot be compared with those of Tianyin Temple, their combat experience is insufficient, and their cultivation is still a bit superficial. Dharma images, what on earth are you doing with this bunch of bastards!"

"Ah! Die in front of me!" Elder Zhu was forced into a corner. Dozens of moves had passed in a short period of time, and he was suppressed the whole time. He felt really aggrieved.

As soon as he finished speaking, countless true essences suddenly burst out from his hands. They were as black as ink, but different from the evil spirit. It seemed to be pure ink that had been transformed into true essence.

The 'ink' spread in the air, almost covering the entire room.

"click"

Countless lightning flashed, as if tearing apart the giant hand in the darkness. In the blink of an eye, countless lightning flashed, and then the old man's wailing voice was heard from the black fog.

The smile on Murong Ji's face gradually faded, and a wisp of black mist disappeared, revealing an inexplicable smile.

This black fog is somewhat like an innate magical power. Can innate magical powers be learned? Yes, it is a natural means. If you follow the established meridians, you can learn a thing or two.

How did the cultivation techniques of various races come about? That’s how it came about. The human race’s Emperor Chen also first awakened his innate magical powers, and then relied on his innate talents to perfect his techniques.

Murong Ji turned his head to look at the others and took a quick glance. The people from Penglai Fairy Island, more or less, their skills, effects and spells were all influenced by some of the effects of sea creatures.

"Hehe, this Penglai Fairy Island is really a fairy island." The sarcastic voice was not loud, as if it was spoken to himself.

"What do you mean? Their magic is weird? I think some of the fishermen on the island learned this magic from them."

Lu Xueqi appeared behind him at some point and said lightly.

Murong Ji touched his chin and said, "That makes sense. Let's take a look first."

Lin Jingyu and Zeng Shushu moved quickly and deliberately let one person escape before clearing the battlefield.

Murong Ji stood up from the roof. If it was not what he thought, after this battle, the Penglai Immortal Sect suffered heavy casualties and losses.

Everyone rested for a few days and deliberately gave Penglai Fairy Island some opportunity to react.

After that, we continued to push forward towards the East China Sea. For some reason, everything went smoothly until we reached the edge of the East China Sea.

Standing on the rocks of the cliff and looking towards the endless sea, Murong Ji still felt a little uneasy. It seemed that his guess was true.

(End of this chapter)