Chapter 423 Planting Golden Pill

"Bah! You want to get something for free from me, an old man!" Suddenly, Lu Jin's eyes rolled and he fell silent. Who is Zhang Zhiwei? He is so arrogant. How could someone who could be looked at differently by him be so simple?
Thinking of the secret method just now, the feeling of the blood being out of his control, he suddenly felt that it was very similar to Lu Linglong's energy. Thinking of this, Lu Jin couldn't help but fall silent.

"Alright, let me see your ability. If you are good, you can teach my great-granddaughter. No other magic is needed, the method you just used will do."

Murong Ji raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said no more. While he was talking, several people had already arrived at the old Taoist priest's courtyard.

"If there is nothing else, I will go down the mountain today."

The old Taoist priest was silent for a moment, then handed over the Golden Light Curse. "This is the deposit I paid."

Murong Ji took it, clasped his fists in thanks, then turned and left.

Lu Jin looked at Murong Ji's back and frowned slightly, "Tell me, who is this guy?"

Zhang Zhiwei retracted his gaze and asked calmly, "Why did the Eight Wonders come about?"

Lu Jin understood instantly. In the early years, they had speculated about Wu Gensheng's master. The old Taoist priest surnamed Feng, who was not an alien in Wu Gensheng's words, might be from Quanzhen...

There is a group of people in Taoism who are not interested in worldly affairs, and even have little interest in living in the secular world.

What they care about is their own practice and becoming immortal.

The Jindan Sect is such a group of people, which is why although Zhang Boduan was born a hundred years earlier than Wang Chongyang, the Southern Quanzhen Sect is not very prominent.

It is precisely because of this that Zhang Boduan, the founder of Quanzhen, is also full of mystery, and various legends about him are passed down among the people in a miraculous manner.

Lu Jin thought about this and exhaled slowly, "He is the direct descendant of Master Zi Yang?!!"

The old Taoist priest said nothing and turned into the yard.

When Murong Ji returned to the yard, Qu Tong had already packed up the house. Before she could ask, Murong Ji suddenly said, "Let's pack up and go back to Tianjin."

"By the way, send your relative's children over there as well."

Qu Tong was stunned and confused, but she didn't say anything and started to book the nearest flight.

It was already early morning when the two got off the plane. They returned to the hotel again, still in the same room. After a simple wash, they fell into a deep sleep.

The next day.

When Murong Ji got the location of Feng Baobao and Zhang Chulan from Qu Tong, he drooped his eyelids. He had to say that Qu Tong's intelligence network building over the years was not in vain.

We can place spies right under the company's nose.

[The people in Yaoxing Society were established a long time ago, right?] Murong Ji's face was a little stiff. The purpose of this organization seemed to be quite clear, that is the Eight Wonders.

Murong Ji looked at Qu Tong who was buttoning his shirt, but he was a little confused by her red pupils.

Originally, Qu Tong's pupils were black, and he had a feeling that there was more to Qu Tong than just a pair of hands.

"Qu Tong."

"Ok?"

"Are you...tired like this?"

Qu Tong was startled, looking into Murong Ji's eyes. The pupils seemed a little deep, and people couldn't see the end. "I am willing to serve you. After all, you are my husband."

As soon as she finished speaking, she stood on tiptoe and kissed Murong Ji on the lips.

Murong Ji put on his clothes and went out directly. Qu Tong went to pick up her daughter and the other children who came over.

When I arrived in front of a villa, I saw the knife mark. This knife mark was not something that everyone could make. It required first-class skills and top combat power.

Behind the villa is a forest.

Murong Ji walked towards the woods. Not far away, he saw Feng Baobao and Zhang Chulan. In his opinion, Feng Baobao was constantly feeding Zhang Chulan with moves.

Finally taught Zhang Chulan a trick and got beaten.

There is no way. The strength of Feng Baobao and Zhang Chulan is not at the same level at all. If Feng Baobao wants to kill Zhang Chulan, it can be done in one move.

Although she was powerful, she couldn't effectively teach Zhang Chulan to improve his combat power. Of course, getting beaten up a lot and having a master as a sparring partner would be beneficial to improving his strength.

"Is this your limit? It's a bit of progress..."

Murong Ji watched the two men stop and slowly walked out of the woods.

"It's you!"

Feng Baobao subconsciously stood in front of Zhang Chulan, pointing the Okamoto 0.01 in her hand at Murong Ji, showing a defensive posture.

Murong Ji glanced at Zhang Chulan, who was slumped on the ground, and said calmly: "Someone asked me to train you so that you can have the strength to deal with the Luotian Dajiao."

Zhang Chulan was startled. "Who is it?" Murong Ji said calmly, "The old Taoist priest from Mount Longhu, Zhang Zhiwei."

Zhang Chulan stood up and stood beside Feng Baobao, and heard Feng Baobao whisper: "This person is a bit fierce (this person is a bit powerful), find a chance to run away (find a chance to walk away)."

Zhang Chulan was a little confused, his smile was a little stiff, he looked at Murong Ji and asked again: "Why would he help me?"

"How would I know whether you believe it or not?"

Zhang Chulan came close to Feng Baobao and asked in a low voice: "Sister Baoer, what do you think of his strength?"

"The horse is not real (can't feel it), Ganga is very fierce (feels very powerful)."

Zhang Chulan's mind was full of thoughts, but his expression remained calm. He walked forward warmly, took Murong Ji's hand, and said with a smile: "Then I'll trouble you, Brother Murong!"

"In that case, let me test your background." As he said that, Murong Ji stuffed a pill into Zhang Chulan's mouth.

The pill melted in his mouth. The next moment, Zhang Chulan felt a coolness in his esophagus that flowed to his stomach. There was also a slight burning sensation. An invisible force spread into his limbs and bones, sweeping away the feeling of fatigue.

This feeling is very comfortable, numb and itchy, like the clear feeling after waking up.

Before Zhang Chulan could react, he had already flown into the air and fell heavily to the ground, almost fainting.

The contrast between comfort and pain before and after made him a little confused about the situation.

"My reaction ability is too poor! My strength is not enough, and I haven't even mastered the Golden Light Spell..."

Zhang Chulan cursed inwardly. With just this kick, he was able to analyze all these things? ! ! Before Zhang Chulan could get up, Murong Ji grabbed him by the back of his neck and lifted him up.

"Come, let me see your thunder method!"

……

Half a month passed quickly. Murong Ji conducted special training to address Zhang Chulan's shortcomings. He trained during the day and fought with Feng Baobao at night.

As for Murong Ji, he began to teach his adopted daughter and a group of little kids at night.

These children were all relatively young, so Murong Ji selected seven or eight of them with relatively better looks to stay, and sent the rest back.

Seven or eight people will be trained as Jiang Beibei's confidants in the future. As for loyalty, this is the homework Murong Ji left for Jiang Beibei.

If she doesn't have that kind of leader, she won't be able to keep the kingdom even if she is given it.

In his free time, he began to train Qu Tong. Murong Ji's schedule was so full that he didn't even have time to practice himself.

Half a month later, Murong Ji began to analyze various moves and techniques. In the field of martial arts, there are actually quite a few excellent martial arts. Murong Ji picked out a few typical ones and explained them to Qu Tong and Zhang Chulan.

Regarding various techniques, Murong Ji also found some that he knew and talked about some ways to deal with them.

Looking at the two people in front of him who were fighting with Feng Baobao, Murong Ji calmed down. These days, Murong Ji also studied double-boxing.

This technique is indeed exquisite, even in the Zhu Xian world, it is quite explosive. Murong Ji spread his hands, and the light on his face appeared on his left hand, and then slowly gathered into a point.

It was just what he had sorted out in his life. His eyes fell on Jiang Beibei. He hesitated a little, thought about it, and finally tapped into her brow.

During the break, Qu Tong always went to Feng Baobao, but she didn't get anything out of her. Feng Baobao had been told by Zhang Chulan not to talk to them.

Qu Tong wanted to explore Feng Baobao's memory, but she didn't dare to do so in front of Murong Ji.

After finally enduring half a month, the torturous feeling of exploring but not being able to obtain finally ended.

Murong Ji kicked Zhang Chulan, who was attacking with thunder magic, and said calmly: "With your level, you can only handle those players. If you are scheming, you will face a lot of difficulties against those seeded players."

"Where's Zhang Lingyu? What are my chances of winning against Zhang Lingyu?"

Murong Ji glanced at him calmly, "Under normal circumstances, you will definitely lose. Even if you have enough combat experience and qualities, in the end, your Qi will be completely consumed and it will end."

"He has been practicing hard for twenty years since he was a child. Whether it's in terms of muscles and bones, combat instincts, experience, and accumulated Qi, he is an existence that crushes you."

"It doesn't make sense for me to lose to someone who has a famous teacher, better qualifications, and more experience than you. This is not a cool male-oriented novel."

Murong Ji adjusted his sleeves and said slowly: "The method of Longhu Mountain is to leave a ray of hope for everything, and only injure people but not kill them. So Zhang Lingyu may not seem strong, but in fact, he is a first-class expert."

"What you lack is sufficient combat experience. If it were a life-and-death fight, you wouldn't be able to withstand more than ten of his moves now."

Zhang Chulan, however, didn't care. He understood all of this. He just sat in front of Murong Ji, looked up at him, and asked, "Brother Murong, where did the golden elixir method you taught me come from..."

Murong Ji looked down at him. He understood what Zhang Chulan wanted to ask. After thinking for a while, he said, "Quanzhen Sect is the Danding Sect. It is written in the genealogy that it was passed down from the Great Pure Daode Tianzun to the Queen Mother of the West."

"Then it was passed on by the Queen Mother of the West, through Baiyun Shangzhen, Donghua Emperor Wang Xuanfu, Zhengyang Emperor Zhongli Quan, and then to Lü Dongbin and Liu Haichan, which is also the origin of the Southern and Northern Schools."

"In fact, most of the theoretical system was perfected by Lu Zu, who absorbed Chen Tuan's ideas. It also influenced Liu Haichan and became the Inner Alchemy School."

(End of this chapter)