Chapter 397: Fate (Added)
He was considered to have inherited Wan Jianyi's mantle, but he also inherited Wan Jianyi's embarrassing situation in Qingyun Sect.

Murong Ji sighed lightly, this would not be the most important thing. The ancestral temple was the gateway to the Huanyue Cave and was extremely important. If Daoxuan and Xiao Yicai did not trust him, he would have been replaced long ago.

In his opinion, Lin Jingyu just couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

Murong Ji thought for a moment, "You are now at the eighth level of Shangqing. In a few decades, with your aptitude, you will enter the ninth level of Shangqing. By then, your heart tribulation will be what you are struggling with now."

Lin Jingyu was startled, a little surprised, lowered his head, and remained silent. As for the existence of the catastrophe, it was still a guess.

This was confirmed in Murong Ji's case, but the problem is that people like them would be in danger whenever they encounter an equal opponent.

For example, this time when he was riding the sword against Cangsong, even though he was more powerful than Cangsong, he could not be said to have completely defeated him.

"I'm not kidding you. When you reach the ninth level of Shangqing, you must keep your mind upright. Now, what I can prove in my life is the heart tribulation. In addition, after entering the Dao, there is also the thunder tribulation."

"Xueqi and I both encountered it."

Murong Ji thought about it carefully, his heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly thought of a possibility. The night before he came to complete the mission, Lu Xueqi's condition seemed a little strange. Could it be that she had triggered a heart calamity?
He frowned slightly, wondering how he had resolved his heart calamity? Huanyue Ancient Cave! That’s right, Huanyue Ancient Cave.

I couldn't help but feel anxious. In these few months, what if...

Thinking of this, Murong Ji suddenly stood up, walked towards the door, and suddenly stopped. If something was going to happen, it would have happened by now.

I can't rush back quickly in a short time. He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Rest early. If one day you feel that you can't get over that hurdle, go to the Huanyue Cave for a walk."

After saying that, Murong Ji went back to the Longhu Wang family. He had his room there, so there was no need for him to accompany Lin Jingyu here to feed mosquitoes.

Yu Jian walked into the yard and took a glance. He saw a little fat boy sitting under a tree waiting, nodding his head from time to time, and was so sleepy that he could hardly hold on any longer.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't remember that there was someone living next door. His eyes were on the fat boy. This was the son of Nanshi Hou. His father was very cunning, but this child seemed to be quite honest.

I ignored him and walked into the room. But I was worried and couldn't sleep that night.

Murong Ji sighed lightly, and when he heard the servants outside getting up, he also got up and washed.

As soon as I went out, I heard the conversation in the next yard.

"Dad, what do you mean by telling me this?"

"Xiaoshan, you've actually been very smart. You've had a hard time these past few years. I know you endured everything because you were afraid that it would be hard for me."

……

"Xiaoshan, when you meet the head of the family today, please change your words."

Murong Ji was startled, somewhat stunned. It was a fact that servants had a hard life. [If this child could face his inner heart bravely, he would be a promising talent.]

"It's rare to find someone as stubborn as Zhang Xiaofan."

Murong Ji muttered something, turned around and left the yard. He wanted to take a good look at today's house fight, especially the little fat guy. If he was really a stubborn guy, it would be nice to lead him to his door.

As soon as he went out, Murong Ji saw Wang Zongjing standing outside the door.

He was a little surprised, obviously he had seen the scene just now. Murong Ji put his hands behind his back and watched the child's reaction.

Wang Zongjing came to his senses, bowed to Murong Ji, then turned and left.

Murong Ji ignored him and went to have breakfast.

After dinner, I wanted to do morning lessons, but I didn’t have the heart to do so. I took out a pen and paper and thought carefully, how can I realize the laws of nature through my body?
As far as he knows, there are only two kinds of animals that can do it, one is Xiaohui and the other is Taotie.

When I came to my senses, it was already late, so I put down the pen and paper.

He walked towards the Wang family's ancestral hall with his hands behind his back, humming a little tune, as if no one saw him along the way.

When he walked into the Wang Family Ancestral Hall, still no one noticed him.

The interaction between the Yin and Yang energies and the evil spirits avoids human sight and perception, which is not a clever trick.

Murong Ji watched the people enter the ancestral hall one by one. He had no intention of staying there for long. His purpose was very clear: he came for the little fat man.

"Xiaoshan, come stand next to me."

"Sorry……"

"do not"

After a long silence, Wang Zongjing asked again: "Xiaoshan, are you leaving here? Let's go together and take a look outside. Let's go to Qingyun."

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly. This Wang Zongjing was interesting. He turned his head to look at the hill and shook it. His refusal was obvious.

Murong Ji was a little disappointed. This little fat guy couldn't figure it out. It was normal for the person involved to be confused and not see clearly. Thinking back to his childhood, whether it was the first life or the second life, he was always as stupid as ever.

A grand public trial began, and Murong Ji watched the show with a smile on his face.

This scene made Murong Ji involuntarily think of his previous life. It was so absurd when he was at Murong's house.

Murong Bo knew a lot of things, and he knew the harm and disadvantages of brothers fighting each other. Wang Ruiwu also knew how rude it was to be so blasphemous and biased.

But, for the aristocratic families, is the truth important? Is fairness important?
unimportant!
Everything is a trade-off of value.

What made Murong Ji speechless was that Wang Ruiwu, the patriarch of the Longhu Wang family, was quite magnanimous, but Wang Ruizheng... "Humph! Wang Xiyu is also the daughter of our Wang family, so she must abide by our family rules! Even if she entered the Qingyun sect for nothing, does that mean she can stop respecting our ancestors?"

"So what if it's Qingyun Sect? Can they interfere in my Wang family's affairs? If that's the case, then Qingyun Sect is too arrogant!"

Wang Ruizheng had a cold look on his face and didn't care about Qingyun Sect at all.

Murong Ji couldn't help but smile, but he didn't say anything. But a voice suddenly came from outside the door, "What's going on? I just heard someone say that I'm arrogant..."

Murong Ji turned his head and saw Ming Yang looking at him with a smile on his face. He suddenly turned his head and looked back, a little surprised. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Murong Ji's voice transmission: [After Wang Ruiwu's death, let the Longhu Wang family fall into ruin.]

Mingyang nodded secretly and watched Murong Ji leave. This state was really unbelievable. With his Shangqing cultivation, he could only see and sense a vague outline.

If Murong Ji didn't speak, he wouldn't be sure who it was.

"Master Mingyang, this is..."

"Haha, I came to deliver medicine. This blood jade paste is a Qingyun elixir..."

The next morning.

Murong Ji stood on the wall, looking at the two figures outside the palace gate, Wang Zongjing and the little fat man from Nanshan.

Finally, after watching Wang Zongjing gradually leave, Murong Ji withdrew his gaze.

What is fate?

Fate is about choices. The choices a person makes gradually determine his destiny.

Poor or rich, peaceful and happy, ups and downs and sorrows, it's all your choice.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji fixed his eyes on the book in his hand. The half-baked magic he deduced was of no use.

"If you want to reach the level of being able to control the heavens and the earth, you still have to start with your spirit and soul."

Thinking carefully about the state of Emperor Lieshan, it seems that it is purely the power of heaven and earth communicated by the soul. If this is true, then it is very similar to the Talisman School.

He couldn't help but think of a magic, the predecessor of thunder magic, "the art of asking heaven to serve the emperor", which is a magic method of communicating with the big world outside the body through one's own small world.

The principle is not difficult, but it is not easy to do.

"The wonders of yin and yang are inexhaustible, and the two solstices return to the 19th palace. If you can understand the principles of yin and yang, the world is in your palm."

Murong Ji put his hands behind his back, sighed, and then sent a voice transmission to Mingyang: [I will return to Qingyun today, please tell Junior Brother Lin for me. ]

As soon as he finished speaking, he flew away on his sword.

A few days later, Murong Ji went up Qingyun Mountain and flew directly to the Yuqing Palace.

After communicating with Xiao Yicai, he hurried back to Xiaozhu Peak, but did not see Lu Xueqi there.

When he returned to his yard, he saw Lu Xueqi sitting by the window handling some matters.

Murong Ji exhaled slowly and walked into the yard.

Hearing the noise, Lu Xueqi looked up and said, "You're back. Is everything going well?"

Murong Ji did not reply. He stood beside Lu Xueqi, staring at him in a daze. Then he pulled Lu Xueqi up and walked out of the yard.

"What?! Where are you taking me?"

Murong Ji stopped, turned back and stared into Lu Xueqi's eyes, and asked: "Xueqi, do you still remember what I told you about the heavenly tribulation?"

Seeing Lu Xueqi nodded, he stopped explaining and said in a deep voice: "Let's go to Tongtian Peak, Huanyue Ancient Cave."

Seeing that Lu Xueqi was a little hesitant, Murong Ji directly picked Lu Xueqi up and said, "Now you are almost reaching the ninth level of the Pure Land, and your heart tribulation is coming."

After stuffing Lu Xueqi into the Huanyue Ancient Cave, he let out a long sigh.

He guessed that Tongtian Peak had always had a secret method to enter and exit the Huanyue Ancient Cave, even through the layers of thick fog.

That fog is more like a test of one's conscience.

After waiting for a long time and not seeing Lu Xueqi come out, Murong Ji knew in his heart that Lu Xueqi would not be able to come out in a short time.

Since Lin Jingyu was not on the mountain, Murong Ji lived in the ancestral temple and faced the entrance of the Huanyue Ancient Cave.

Time passed quickly, three days passed, and Lu Xueqi still didn't come out. Murong Ji felt a little irritated, and waited for another day in agony.
Unable to bear it any longer, he went straight into the Huanyue Ancient Cave. He had explored the Huanyue Cave before and it took him some effort to see Lu Xueqi.

As I breathed a sigh of relief, I saw her standing there in a daze. I wanted to go up to her and call her, but I was afraid of disturbing her from overcoming her mental tribulation.

Following Lu Xueqi's gaze, Murong Ji saw a little girl standing in front of her. Her timid appearance was still fresh in his memory.

The person who hid behind Shuiyue...

Murong Ji frowned slightly. In a person's life, childhood experiences have the most profound impact and are also the most difficult to let go.

(End of this chapter)