Chapter 406 Such a big scene.

The foundation that has been polished naturally cannot be compared with that of the previous life. I am helpless. I can only practice Samadhi True Fire in the future and then think of a solution.

He looked at the time and it was still early. It took him several more days to refine the materials he had prepared long ago into the tool.

Take out the Taoist bell, wait until it cools down, then shake it gently. It will make a "ding-ling" sound and the sound waves will spread out in visible ripples.

"Humph~"

There was a muffled groan from outside the door, and then something seemed to be vomited on the ground. Murong Ji frowned, "Who!"

As soon as I opened the door, I smelled a faint smell of blood. Qu Tong was half-knelt on the ground, with a mouthful of blood in front of her. Her face was pale and her eyes were full of tears. In the moonlight, she looked both lustful and pure.

Twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old is the time when a woman is most charming. It would be a lie for Murong Ji to say that he is not moved.

He walked up to her and fed her a pill to help her dissolve the drug's power. Her internal injuries gradually improved.

"Honey, how come this medicine is so effective?"

Murong Ji glanced at him and frowned slightly, "Six hundred thousand per pill, it will certainly work."

Qu Tong hugged Murong Ji's neck and refused to let go. Murong Ji had no choice but to carry her into the laboratory.

He put it on the bed and started to clean up the laboratory. It was really simple and although the things were neatly placed, it still looked messy.

Qu Tong took a deep breath and found that her body no longer hurt. She was shocked, but also somewhat enlightened.

"Hubby, it's getting late, let's rest."

After turning off the lights, Murong Ji lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep, but Qu Tong couldn't sleep. She slowly climbed up Murong Ji's body and was about to strip off his clothes.

Murong Ji suddenly opened his eyes and stared at her with cold eyes, as if he saw through Qu Tong.

Qu Tong swallowed and said softly, "Beibei is almost eight years old, let's have another child."

Murong Ji's eyes softened and he slowly hugged Qu Tong.

After nearly three years of emotional adjustment, this day, everything came to fruition...

With a real relationship, the two of them became closer, and the smile and happiness on Qu Tong's face almost never faded.

Murong Ji was still the same, attending classes, studying, and practicing. When Bei Bei was eight years old, he helped her enter the door of practice.

He guided her little by little to learn how to absorb and circulate true Qi. Children are more difficult to teach as she doesn't know anything about acupuncture points and meridians, so he could only teach her slowly. Every time she practiced Qi, Murong Ji would watch from the side.

It would be fine if the cultivation resources were for him and Qu Tong to consume, but if a little thing were added, it would be difficult to deal with. Children are young and have strong plasticity.

It is not easy to help him lay a solid foundation at this age.

The resources alone are insufficient for her practice.

There is no other choice but to go back to my old ways.

Looking at the time, it was already late, so Murong Ji walked out the door and headed towards the depths of Baiyun Mountain.

After changing into a black hooded robe, he went to the valley again.

Just after landing, Murong Ji frowned slightly. It seemed that there were too many people coming this time.

At a glance, the leader was a man with a scar on his face. In front of him was a cart, and inside the box were the things he wanted.

Behind the scarred man stood a woman with emerald green pupils and a calm expression. The earrings on both sides were silver tassels with rubies.

【Chen Duo! 】

Murong Ji fixed his eyes on the scarred man and knew in his heart that this man was Liao Zhong, the person in charge of the South China region.

"Now that you are here, I guess you don't know me yet, but you must know Nadutong. My name is Liao Zhong, and I am the person in charge of the South China region of Nadutong."

Murong Ji flipped his hand under his robe and a six-centimeter-sized mutton-fat white jade bottle appeared. He threw it over and said, "What you want."

After he finished speaking, he walked straight to Liao Zhong and checked the herbs and minerals. After finding no problems, he put them into the Qiankun Qingguang Ring and turned away.

In an instant, the aroma of medicine spread instantly, and vigorous vitality overflowed. Murong Ji paused, and just as he was about to leave again, he saw a person blocked in the jungle ahead, who he didn't know when.

A woman with long yellow hair, with a playful smile on her face, looked at him with interest, her eyes were seductive. This person had a strong aura and was very powerful!
"'A man with a feminine appearance, extraordinary comprehension, a garment weighing six zhu, and no strings on a sunny day.' What a good figure!"

Wang Zhenqiu.

I have a really big reputation. Two of the seven temporary workers have come.

"Haha, I can't bear such an evaluation. There are two types of faces: real and fake. The real ones are rare. My fake ones can only be actors. How can I compare with that great man?"

Murong Ji didn't say anything. The idea of ​​a man with a female appearance first came from Buddhism, describing the appearance of Guanyin Bodhisattva and Emperor Shitian.

In the early days of Buddhism, Guanyin was always portrayed as a male, with a gentle yet masculine appearance. When Indra was introduced to China, he was portrayed as a young emperor, with a more beautiful appearance.

Later it was introduced into physiognomy to determine the truth or falsehood. This "truth or falsehood" is just a way of expressing it. Some physiognomy techniques use positive and negative, main and secondary, yin and yang, etc. to express a type of facial features.

Later, with the development of history, the image of Guanyin changed from male to female, and Indra changed from a young emperor to a hideous monster.

Listed among the eight groups of heavenly dragons, his status is far inferior to that of Guanyin, and this also led to the distinction between high and low.

During the practice, he summarized the following sentences.

How can a person who can become a Buddha have poor qualifications? The phrase "clothes weighing six zhu" appeared in the Buddhist scripture "Long Agama Sutra, Century Sutra, Trayastrimsa Heaven Chapter", which means the clothes worn by immortals and Buddhas.

Tao Yuanming once said, "If you only know the pleasure of playing the zither, why bother with the sound of the strings?"

"No strings when the sun is shining" is a state of life, transcending the world, knowing good and evil, and being optimistic and broad-minded. But there is a prerequisite, sunny! The sunny here refers to the world.

Please note that although a boy looks feminine, he is not a sissy and he is still a man in his character.

Such people have a resolute and optimistic character, good interpersonal relationships, and are born with a rich and noble fate. If you were born into the wrong world, you would want to go.

Murong Ji lowered his eyelids slightly, [Is he trying to rob his fellow thieves?] Fortunately, he was well prepared. He was at the fourth level of Yuqing, so he didn't know how strong he was, but he had no problem protecting himself.

Glancing around, I saw a thriving aura in the jungles on both sides, but no one was visible.

Murong Ji turned around slightly and asked, "Nan Tu Tong, is this a formal and legal company?"

Liao Zhong was startled, and came back to his senses from sniffing the aroma of medicine. "Ahem, yes, of course, you don't have to worry, as long as you cooperate with us to register, we will definitely not embarrass you."

Murong Ji sneered. This was just a lie. As long as his true identity was exposed, the most likely thing would be that he would become someone's exclusive physician. How could he have any freedom?

It's impossible not to submit. Your children, wife, etc., one of them must be your weak spot. You still expect mercy from a group of people who are used to taking advantage of others?

Only when you stand on the same level with them and at least threaten their lives, will they talk to you properly.

Without saying anything more, Murong Ji suddenly leaped onto the treetop. Just as he was about to leave, his ankle was suddenly pulled by something. He looked down and saw it was the Hun Tian Ling that Wang Zhenqiu transformed from his Qi.

"Why are you running? Let's talk."

Murong Ji held the Tianwen Sword in his hand and swung it down, directly cutting off the Qi of Wang Zhenqiu and scattering the millet on his trouser legs.

Suddenly, an attack came from the jungle on the left, which seemed to be a bullet. With a "bang", it was blocked by the black light in front of Murong Ji.

Murong Ji could see clearly then that it was an iron bead. Before the bead fell, countless palm prints were sent out from the jungle on the right, hitting him from high up, as if to shake him off the tree.

Murong Ji's pupils shrank and he suddenly smiled. This method seemed familiar. It was the Palm of Great Compassion, a method of Zen Buddhism.

A black light flashed in front of him, and Murong Jidou turned around and directly dispersed seven or eight palm prints, hitting them on the left and right sides and at Wang Zhen's ball that was rushing up from the front.

After blocking them for a few breaths, Murong Ji flew into the sky on his sword.

Wang Zhenqiu fell to the ground again, staring at Murong Ji's back in amazement, and spread his hands, "Oh, no fun, this person's method of controlling weapons, could it be from Jiajia Village?!"

Liao Zhong walked forward, frowning, and looked at the place where Murong Ji disappeared, "This is not going to be easy."

Suddenly, "Ding Dong!" A buzzing sound was heard, and in a moment, a breeze came, blowing Wang Zhenqiu's hair into chaos.

"Hey, did you find someone else to stop him? Such a big scene, it's really a bit... He just earned a little money and resources, his crime is not punishable by death."

Liao Zhong cursed, "Fuck! This bastard has so many tricks! I didn't say to kill him. If such a person appeared in my territory, I must know who he is."

"He's both an alchemist and a weapon master. I wish I could worship him as a treasure." Liao Zhong's face was gloomy, but when he saw Chen Duo behind him, he immediately laughed.

"Go, go! Go! I'm going to take Duo'er out to eat something delicious!"

the other side.

Murong Ji walked out of the woods and headed towards the villa area, strolling leisurely as if he was taking a stroll.

In the woods behind him, a faint soul floated out, and the souls around it were about to dissipate. Gritting his teeth, he hacked into the other person's mobile phone and sent the photos in his phone to Liao Zhong.

Suddenly, my heart trembled and I flew quickly into the sky.

"jingle!"

A buzzing sound was heard, and a breeze blew up where she had been hiding.

[What a sharp intuition! I always thought he saw me, but it turned out to be a feeling! I can't take it anymore, I have to go back and rest! ]

Murong Ji suddenly looked up at the sky, but there was nothing there except the starry sky. He frowned slightly, feeling a little uneasy.

He always believed in his own feelings. This combat intuition was sometimes faster and more accurate than his reaction.

(End of this chapter)