Chapter 399 Come back and read it yourself

Seeing that Murong Ji didn't say anything, Lu Xueqi continued, "Senior Brother Xiao called you three times, and you refused each time. Aren't you afraid that he might have a grudge?"

"What does that have to do with me? He has his grudges, and I live my life."

Lu Xueqi opened her mouth. She didn't know what to say because of her dull look. "Well, whatever you say."

Time passed quickly in the past, but the period when Lu Xueqi was pregnant seemed especially long.

All forces in the world went up along the Yinchuan River and found the outside of Pangu Palace, where they fought fiercely. Chang Qingfeng defeated a fifth-level Shangqing master with his Kanglong Mace and did not lose.

And what about Chang Qingqing? She stopped dozens of masters from the aristocratic family and did not retreat a single step.

In the end, he was defeated by Zhang Xiaofan and watched helplessly as Zhang Xiaofan and Bi Yao calmly entered the hall.

By the time Zeng Shushu and Qi Hao arrived to provide support, no one knew what was going on inside.

No matter what, Chang Qingfeng and Chang Qingqing are famous all over the world.

Not long after, the Demonic Cult Ghost King Sect reappeared! At the same time, the Yin Demon Sect, which had been developing in secret, also surfaced.

Many familiar names kept appearing, including Jin Ping'er, Qin Wuyan, and Gui Li, the three young masters of the Demon Cult.

A month later, Lu Xueqi gave birth to a baby girl, and Murong Ji named her Duo'er, Murong Duo'er.

When Murong Duo'er was one month old, Zhang Xiaoding went down the mountain to look for his parents, and a monkey followed him.

Murong Ji stood on the Dazhu Peak, quietly watching the figure going down the mountain without trying to keep him.

After coming to his senses, he turned around and looked at the depressed Dahuang beside him, and rubbed its head with some heartache.

"Alas... you can't keep those who want to leave."

Ten years later, Murong Ji broke through to the Taiqing realm. The breakthrough process that lasted for more than ten years reduced countless risks.

The realm of Taiqing is truly beyond words.

The hazy Dao was so hard to fathom, yet so intriguing. There was a moment when Murong Ji wanted to transform into the Dao and blend into it.

It was as if this was the destiny of a monk. And he thought so too.

The diamond bracelet on his left wrist shook violently, which barely brought Murong Ji back to consciousness.

After a moment of trance, Murong Ji was still frightened. At that moment, he was really on the brink of death.

Looking up out the window, even though it was daytime, Murong Ji could see the sky full of stars at his current level.

The world has changed, and the murderous intent can no longer be hidden. Those who follow the will survive, and those who go against it die. The appearance of Pangu Hall seems to be a sign, foreshadowing the changes in the world.

Perhaps his previous methods of cultivation and way of life are no longer suitable. As he is in the Taiqing realm, he can perceive many things.

The heaven and earth are more stable, spiritual energy and evil spirits are slowly flowing into all living things, and new power is brewing between heaven and earth.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, turned to look at Lu Xueqi who was sewing clothes, and let out a long breath.

"Xueqi, I want to go down the mountain and take a look."

Lu Xueqi turned around and murmured, "Can't stay any longer? After so many years, you finally can't stay any longer."

Murong Ji's face did not show much joy, and he said in a deep voice: "This time, it will take a long time, maybe decades before I can come back."

Lu Xueqi paused, "Is it because of the breakthrough to the Taiqing realm?"

Murong Ji nodded, but Lu Xueqi didn't say anything. With Murong Ji helping her pave the way, her practice had been very stable.

"Duo'er! Come here, Daddy is teaching you a trick!"

A few days later, Murong Ji went down the mountain.

This time he did not fly a sword, but carried Tianwen on his back and walked down Qingyun Mountain on foot, just like the time he went up the mountain that year.

Passing by Cao Miao Village, Murong Ji suddenly discovered that there were people living on the site of the original Cao Miao Village, and two or three generations had passed.

After looking quietly for a while, he stepped forward. The furnishings and layout of the village had changed a little. The only thing that remained unchanged was that a house had been renovated where Zhang Xiaofan's home had originally been.

There were bursts of laughter and the crying of children coming from inside.

"Squeak."

The person inside the door suddenly came out, looked at Murong Ji standing at the door, and suddenly asked, "Master, who are you looking for?"

Murong Ji looked at this person he didn't know at all, smiled and bowed, "I'm looking for Zhang Xiaofan."

"Deputy Sect Leader?!"

Murong Ji's eyes flashed, and just as he was about to ask something with a smile, he heard a voice coming from inside the house: "Who is it?"

When the woman came out, she was holding a child in her arms. When she saw Murong Ji, she turned pale with fear and knelt on the ground with a plop. "Master, please forgive me!"

Murong Ji took a quick look and found that it was indeed his disciple. What was his name? Luo Qinghe. He was a disciple who was very good at alchemy. His eyes fell on the child again, "Is this your child?"

"Yes, Master, please forgive me! I..."

Murong Ji was startled and waved his hand, "Bring the child here, let me see him."

Luo Qinghe's face turned pale with fright. She tremblingly carried the child over and handed him to Murong Ji. She knelt on the ground with a plop, but held on to Murong Ji's robe tightly.

Murong Ji checked the child's appearance and found it quite good, but he must not let the child go out.

Looking down at his disciple who looked pleading, he felt a headache. He got married to her without saying a word. He really didn't take him as his master seriously!

"Pa!" A slap hit his face. Murong Ji asked gloomily, "Do you know why I hit you?"

"Disciple...disciple...knows." Luo Qinghe covered her cheek with one hand and grabbed Murong Ji's robe tightly with the other hand, refusing to let go, and said with tears in her eyes.

"Master, I was wrong, Master... please..."

"Snapped!"

Murong Ji slapped her again, and her face was swollen after two slaps. How could she be dignified and gentle? "Take the child and go back to Dazhu Peak, and let your master's wife deal with it!" After the voice fell, Murong Ji looked up at the man kneeling behind Luo Qinghe, returned the child to her, and turned away.

"Take care of yourself."

After leaving the village, I continued to walk down the mountain. After entering Heyang City, I stayed at home for one night. Seeing that my parents were already very old, I felt a little uncomfortable.

After bidding farewell to his parents, he traveled all over the country. Wherever he went, Murong Ji left his skills behind. The quality of his skills varied, all depending on fate.

Whether they can survive future disasters depends on themselves.

As he walked along, Murong Ji discovered something unusual. The earth seemed to have become more stable.

Endless evil spirits merged into the earth, and the ordinary rocks and land gradually became hard. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth became more and more dense, and gradually differentiated into various attributes.

Now, thinking back to the spiritual consciousness gathered by the evil spirit in Qingyun Mountain, I am afraid that it will never have a chance to come out into the world again.

I have been traveling in the mountains for countless years.

Thirty years later, the battle between good and evil broke out again. This time, Qingyun Mountain crushed the Demon Sect with a crushing force, causing an uproar throughout the world.

The foundation and strength of Qingyun Sect were fully displayed at this moment, and the title of the best in the world was well deserved.

In this battle, Qin Wuyan died under Chang Qingfeng's Kanglong Mace, but Jin Ping'er was spared.

Zhang Xiaofan was defeated by Lu Xueqi's Tianya Sword and disappeared.

The main force of the Demon Cult was slaughtered by Xiao Yicai, and almost no one returned to the Wilderness alive. That was not all. Lu Xueqi, Qi Hao, Zeng Shushu and others broke into the Wilderness Temple and completely wiped out the Demon Cult.

Fifty years after the war between good and evil, the wild underworld appeared, and the demons swept across the world. Suddenly, they were suppressed by a Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown on his head.

With a single Heaven-shaking Seal, thousands of demons were annihilated and the Demon Abyss was smashed.

People suddenly remembered a person, Murong Ji, who had not appeared in the world for more than 160 years since he presided over the Zhuxian Sword Formation to defeat Shura.

Countless people were mobilized to explore the Savage Temple. On the vast Gobi Desert, only a thousand-mile plain was left, with four big characters: The Edict of Heaven and Earth!

The golden light gathered together thousands of spiritual energies and evil spirits, and brought new life to this wild land.

And that person disappeared again.

Murong Ji stood in the yard, looking at Lu Xueqi who was handling things in front of the window.

With a smile on his face, he said softly: "Xueqi".

Lu Xueqi trembled all over and looked up in surprise, then she saw Murong Ji standing at the door. In an instant, she could no longer hold back her tears.

He flew out of the window and crashed into Murong Ji's arms.

After not seeing each other for eighty years, Murong Ji felt a little bitter in his heart, which soon turned into bitterness in his kidneys. A short separation is better than a new marriage, especially since this separation lasted for eighty years.

A few months later, Murong Ji discovered that Lu Xueqi had also begun to break through the Taiqing realm.

The Taiqing Realm is a natural chasm.

To truly squeeze into the avenue, the transformation process will be very long, and Murong Ji is not sure how long it will take.

Forty years later, Lu Xueqi completely broke through the Taiqing realm.

When Murong Ji passed by Cao Miao Village, he found Zhang Xiaofan and his family of three. He remained silent for a long time and did not go forward to disturb them.

Time passed quickly. Not long after his parents passed away, Zeng Shuchang also died of old age in Fenghui Peak.

Just as Murong Ji had thought at the beginning, there was almost nothing good about the disciples who became Zeng Shushu's disciples.

Su Wenkang went down the mountain and became the head of Mingjian Tower, and he brought with him the Qingyun Sect's martial arts.

As soon as the news of the leaked skills reached Qingyun Sect, Nanshan and Su Wenqing teamed up to attack Zeng Shushu that night, almost killing him. After being discovered by Wang Xiyu, they fled down Qingyun Mountain.

The entire Su family has completely turned to the Penglai Immortal Sect.

Involving the foundation of the sect, Murong Ji personally went down the mountain to destroy Mingjian Tower and killed more than thirty great monsters from Penglai Xianzong.

This battle completely ignited the fight between the Sirens and the land tribes.

The battlefield started at the coast of the East China Sea and gradually expanded to the entire coastal area. This war lasted for fifty years, and there was no sign of a ceasefire.

Thanks to the blood refining method, many people with mediocre appearance can also practice through the meridians. Although they cannot live long, their combat power is no weaker than that of the seventh level of Yuqing.

Each one is like a humanoid monster.

Murong Ji also announced a simple and effective method of luck, which uses the power of blood to drive spiritual energy and break through to the Shangqing realm.

A hundred years later, the human race won and began to move towards the sea.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was changing, and a kind of temperament and spiritual roots were born among the living beings. From then on, practice had specific requirements, and spiritual energy also had specific attributes.

It seems as if all living beings are divided into different levels by nature.

At the same time, the Quanzhen Sect established its religion in the southern part of Xinjiang at Mount Tiantai, which was the name Murong Ji had originally given it.

Hundreds of years have passed, and the Qingyun Sect's practice method has been completely transformed. It is still the most perfect method in the world. Thanks to the Tai Chi Xuanqing Taoism, the Qingyun Sect still stands tall in the world.

The Taoist sect has been around for two thousand years since Patriarch Qingyun.

Murong Ji was lying on a bamboo chair. He was very old and felt exhausted even when he moved his hands. He held Lu Xueqi's cold, rough and dry hand and tears fell unconsciously.

A lifetime, how many years have he and Lu Xueqi known each other?

"Wait for me... Snow..."

When he regained consciousness, he saw a vast expanse of white space again. Murong Ji then remembered the existence of the Vajra Bracelet.

In an instant, Murong Ji's eyes lit up, "Xueqi! Take Xueqi with you!"

[No! The karma is too heavy, I can’t carry her! Just make a mark, when you have achieved success in your practice, come back and see it yourself!]

(End of this chapter)