Chapter 389 Disadvantages of Reform

"The sea seems to be the sirens' territory." Murong Ji said to himself, "There are still too few cultivators in the human race."

Lin Jingyu deeply agrees with this. Now that the sea monster wants to come ashore, I am afraid that...

Murong Ji suddenly wanted to do something crazy. Then he fell silent. After thinking carefully, it was really not easy for the human race to break out of the siege.

When he looked up again, he saw Lu Xueqi and Qingqing fighting each other in a stalemate. Each move they made was full of murderous intent.

Lin Jingyu frowned. Qingqing was so powerful that she had been able to suppress Lu Xueqi's attack.

"This game is a bit suspenseful."

Zeng Shushu, who had always been smiling, was also very serious. It had to be said that Qingqing was really powerful.

"The heaven and earth are exchanged, and the sky is in my hands again!"

Lu Xueqi's cold voice sounded, and just as she finished speaking, endless thunder struck down. The power of the spell was not small, but it was a pity that it could only barely block Qingqing's attack.

Lu Xueqi flew back, her steps going up layer by layer as if ascending to heaven. After seven steps, she was already standing high in the sky.

"Nine Heavens Mysterious Evil!"

"Become a divine thunder!"

"Brilliant Heavenly Power!"

"Lead it with the sword!"

In an instant, the sky darkened and endless clouds gathered. It was pitch black for a thousand miles, and thunder was brewing.

It only took a breath, but it seemed like several hours had passed.

Above the head, thunder engulfs everything, and the power of heaven and earth pressing down on people makes people's hearts palpitate.

"Senior Sister Lu's Lightning Control Technique is a bit..."

Before Lin Jingyu could finish his words, a figure rushed into the sky. It was unknown what secret method he used, but endless water vapor turned into a sword and rushed straight towards Lu Xueqi.

"Crack!"

The thunder that fell was not the ordinary thunder, but the purple thunder. Wherever Lu Xueqi pointed her sword, that was where the thunder would reach.

Qing Qing was horrified, this fear seemed to be engraved in her bones. The existence of cultivators is to steal the energy between heaven and earth.

Just like a thief, he was lingering in his master's house, but now he was discovered by his master.

At this moment, he wanted to hide, but it was impossible. He could only watch the lightning pass through his body, his whole body numb, as if he was being torn away alive.

Qingqing saw her own soul, then her own body, and finally, it seemed as if she saw the date of her own death...

"Boom!" A loud noise shook the soul and seemed to wake Qingqing up.

The ensuing feeling of falling made her heart sink, and her consciousness sank with it, completely plunging into darkness.

The thunder came late, and with it, countless raindrops fell. The rustling sound of rain continued to ring, marking the final end of this competition.

After losing three games, there is no need to compete in the last game.

Murong Ji glanced at Lu Xueqi who had fallen beside him and helped her up. The next moment, Lu Xueqi collapsed in Murong Ji's arms.

"You don't need to risk your life like this, and finally force yourself..."

Lu Xueqi didn't say anything. She found a comfortable position and leaned against him.

Murong Ji held her, jumped off the roof and went into the bedroom. He left the rest to Zeng Shushu and others to negotiate.

Time passed quickly, and another half a month passed, and Murong Ji stood on the shore of the East China Sea.

This is not just a beach. If managed well, it can be used for attack or defense in the sea.

We still need to explore a little bit to find out what the situation in the sea is like. If we can figure it out, or even fight for a piece of sea area, it must be a resource holy land like the Ten Thousand Mountains.

After coming to his senses, he saw Zeng Shushu constantly instructing the person in charge here about the preliminary work to be done, and he stopped paying attention to these things.

"In a few days, when things here stabilize, we'll go back." Zeng Shushu suddenly said.

Murong Ji didn't feel anything about this, as it had indeed been a long time since he came out.

The next morning, the follow-up personnel from Qingyun Sect arrived. Murong Ji had no idea how Zeng Shushu had fooled Xiao Yicai.

But one thing is certain, the prospects for the seabed are definitely good, and in the future, there will definitely be another conflict with the Penglai Immortal Sect.

Three days later, Murong Ji and his three companions set out back to Qingyun Mountain.

Stepping onto Tongtian Peak again, Murong Ji still felt a little emotional. The four of them did not stop and flew directly into the Yuqing Palace on their swords.

When they landed on the platform, Xiao Yicai, Qi Hao and others were already waiting there.

Seeing them come in, he stood up and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

The four of them clasped their fists in return and after they sat down, Xiao Yicai said, "Junior Brother Zeng has already told me about the matter in the East China Sea. You all handled it very well."

Murong Ji picked up his teacup and listened to Zeng Shushu reporting the results of their discussion one by one. Then everyone began to review and customize the plan.

These have nothing to do with him, just drink tea quietly. "My fellow apprentices, there is one more thing to discuss." As soon as Xiao Yicai finished speaking, several people immediately turned their heads to look.

Then, Xiao Yicai took out a booklet and glanced at everyone. He didn't know how to show it to everyone. He seemed to be very embarrassed and unable to make a decision.

Everyone was wondering what could have happened to put Xiao Yicai in such a difficult situation?
"Master Brother, is there any difficulty?" Qi Hao frowned slightly and asked.

Xiao Yicai hesitated for a moment, finally sighed, and then handed it to Qi Hao.

Qi Hao took the booklet suspiciously, opened it and took a look. His heart skipped a beat. He closed the booklet and remained silent.

Xiao Yicai signaled to everyone not to disturb him.

After a long time, Qi Hao finally said, "Master, in my opinion, we should follow the sect rules."

Everyone was confused and watched Qi Hao hand the booklet to Lin Jingyu.

Silence seemed to be contagious. Lin Jingyu's breathing became heavy and his face was full of helplessness.

As if he had taken on a hot potato, he handed the booklet to Zeng Shushu.

When it was passed to Murong Ji, he realized that it was a text message.

He read it out directly: "Elder Fang, who went to the Southern Border for the alliance, died by the Dragon Lake on May 13th, leaving behind the blood-stained words, Cangsong."

There was silence in the Yuqing Hall. None of them were unfamiliar with Cangsong. Back then, he was the second in command of Qingyun Sect!

According to the Qingyun Sect's rules, he should be executed for the crimes he committed.

The rules of Qingyun Sect were strict and they would not tolerate any injustice. But Cangsong was a man of high daoism, not much weaker than Tian Buyi, and no one could do anything to him.

Murong Ji looked up and found that several people were looking at him. He was a little confused, "You don't want me to go?!"

"Brother Murong, if you can meet Master Cangsong... Cangsong, capture him and don't hurt his life. The sect's rules need to be maintained, and he should be publicly executed, just like... just like Uncle Wan..."

As soon as Xiao Yicai finished speaking, it was as if he had determined the fate of Cangsong.

If you can really capture the spruce tree and bring it back to the mountain, the best outcome would be to spend the rest of your life there in Tongtian Peak.

Murong Ji looked at Xiao Yicai in surprise. Was he speaking from the heart? Or was he trying to win over Qi Hao and Lin Jingyu?
For a moment, Murong Ji couldn't see it.

"Okay, I'll go there." He made up his mind that if he met Cangsong, he would not take him back to the mountain.

Murong Ji glanced at Qi Hao and saw him with his head down, wondering what he was thinking. His eyes darkened. At this moment, there must not be any internal strife in the Qingyun Sect.

He is not a dead man, so he can naturally hear something about what is happening in Qingyun Mountain. Besides, Lu Xueqi is very smart, and she can see through many things, but she just doesn't say it.

"Junior Brother Murong, this time, ask Junior Brother Mingyang to bring people to go with you. The Qingyun test is coming soon, and we can't do without help."

Murong Ji nodded. Over the years, several Qingyun trials had indeed added a lot of fresh blood to the Qingyun Sect, and the entire Qingyun Sect had also gained a lot of popularity.

"Okay, then I'll follow the Master Brother."

After leaving Yuqing Palace and standing at the door, Murong Ji glanced at the square below and saw three disciples being escorted by their senior brothers from the Discipline Hall.

His brows furrowed slightly. Although the children of aristocratic families were generally of higher quality, they also had many problems.

In the past, the Discipline Hall was deserted, but in recent years it has become much more popular.

"Xueqi, if someone breaks the rules repeatedly, why not ask Uncle Jiao to increase the punishment? If the offense is serious, then start the death penalty."

Lu Xueqi frowned, and understood Murong Ji's concerns. After thinking for a while, she nodded.

"This is only a temporary solution, not a fundamental solution. This is not the biggest threat to the disciples of the noble families. Once they get acquainted with the disciples of the Discipline Hall, the discipline and rules will become meaningless."

Murong Ji turned his head and glanced at Qi Hao, his brows furrowed, "Brother Qi, would you like to have a drink tonight?"

Qi Hao turned around and said with a smile, "Ling'er and I haven't been back for a long time. We have nothing to do this afternoon, so let's get together."

"Okay, I'll wait for Brother Qi."

Afterwards, he signaled Chang Qingqing, who was waiting at the door, to go to the Discipline Hall to get the punishment volume.

After returning to Dazhu Peak, Chang Qingqing came back not long after. She looked at the three disciples who followed her in and put down the books, still a little surprised.

"Just take one year's records, why did you take so many?"

Chang Qingqing glanced at Murong Ji timidly, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Master, this is from the past year."

Murong Ji was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the nearly one hundred books in disbelief.

I picked up a few books at random and flipped through them, and I saw several names that kept appearing over and over again. They kept making the same mistake over and over again!
Bullying fellow students! Bullying others with power! Other mistakes, no more to say...

Good guy!
Zeng Shushu was called a person of bad character just because he secretly went down the mountain to have a good meal. If such people exist nowadays, will they be allowed to celebrate the New Year if they are not dealt with? ! !
I flipped through the pages and saw that there were still people pleading for him? ! !

A surge of anger rose up, and the murderous aura around Murong Ji leaked out unintentionally.

"Master...master?"

Murong Ji came back to his senses, and his cold eyes frightened several people and made them tremble. "Go and call your fellow apprentices over. I have something to say."

(End of this chapter)