Chapter 425: Can all these demons and monsters be eliminated?

A family of three walked towards Longhu Mountain.

In the following three days, countless strange people went up the mountain, most of them just to join in the fun. It was a grand event, but very rare.

The strange people living in peaceful times are like flowers in a greenhouse. Most of them have little practical experience and fighting ability.

Even disciples from large sects rarely have opportunities to fight.

In this kind of environment, how can we cultivate any useful talents? Murong Ji took a glance and saw the foundations of countless people.

He couldn't help but sigh. If these people were in Qingyun Sect, then Qingyun Sect would definitely fall. He had seen what the sect's elites were like, the real geniuses. These people were just a mob.

It’s not that there are no good fighters, there are quite a few of them, but they lack murderous aura.

"This is good too." Murong Ji played with Jiang Beibei for two days, then plunged into the secret pavilion and scripture building of Longhu Mountain.

What is placed here are all the methods of practicing Qi in Longhu Mountain and the methods to reach the sky...

"Luotian Grand Ceremony is a little niche, but the competition after this completely pushed the atmosphere to a climax, so much so that many people believe that this is the original appearance of Luotian Grand Ceremony."

Qu Tong combed her daughter's hair and pinched her face, making it into a delicate little doll, and then changed her own appearance.

After changing clothes, he took Jiang Beibei away.

After leaving the yard and looking towards the Sutra Building of the Tianshi Mansion, she was not sure whether Murong Ji was there or not. She only knew that Murong Ji was not by her side.

The mother and daughter came to the competition venue, found a position where Jiang Beibei could see the game, then picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Are you all ready?"

The sound coming from the phone was so small that it was almost inaudible. Qu Tong nodded and said, "Most of the people in Quanxing have been attracted to Longhu Mountain. This is a good opportunity to take action."

At this point, Qu Tong suddenly said, "Remember, I want to live!"

Qu Tong just hung up the phone and glanced at Jiang Beibei. The little girl was staring at the competition in the arena. All the strange and wonderful magic seemed so magical that she could not take her eyes away.

Just as she was about to go forward and say something, her cell phone rang again. Qu Tong frowned slightly as she looked at the number, thought for a moment, and finally picked up the phone.

"How many times have I told you! Don't call me unless it's something!"

"Liao Zhong is dead."

Qu Tong was startled and asked subconsciously: "What did you say?"

"The head of the South China region, Liao Zhong, is dead."

Qu Tong was silent for a long time, listening in a daze as the other party narrated the process of Liao Zhong's death. She couldn't recover for a long time until the other party hung up the phone.

After a long time, he came to his senses and said lightly, "What a pity."

Qu Tong touched her daughter's head with a doting look on her face. Finally, she sighed and gently twisted the ring on her hand. After one of the gems lit up, she immediately said, "Now, you leave Biyou Village immediately!"

"Leave the rest to me!" Qu Tong said in a blunt tone, somewhat disappointed, "I've told you a long time ago, don't mess with people from the company!"

"Sister, the second stage of the self-cultivation furnace is almost completed. Besides, if the company can't accommodate us, then they are narrow-minded..."

Qu Tong gasped in anger, but she managed not to curse out loud. "Can we tolerate your problems now? The person in charge of the South China region has been played to death by you!"
The feudal official!

If such a person dies in your hands, whether directly or indirectly, you cannot exist.

The incident has escalated. If it were in the past, it could be said to be a problem of conflict of ideas. As long as you don't do anything that touches the bottom line, it won't be a big deal.

Now, I have no choice but to deal with you!

Qu Tong was about to say something, but found that the ring had gone out!

She was so angry that she was a little mad. Then she calmed down and started to think about how to deal with the aftermath.

Two days after the competition began, Murong Ji had finished reading all the scriptures in the building. Except for the Thunder Method of the Tianshi Mansion, all other inheritances were complete.

Murong Ji rubbed his forehead and said, "I was just too greedy."

Afterwards, he turned his attention to the notes of heavenly masters of past generations, from which he could deduce the method of practicing thunder magic.

Although they are said to be the Heavenly Masters of all generations, there are actually only a few of them. All the core inheritances of the Heavenly Master’s Mansion are within the Heavenly Master’s Degree.

Murong Ji exhaled slowly and figured out a way to practice thunder magic based on the Shenxiao Thunder Magic.

Regardless of whether it is the Dan Ding School or the Fu Lu School, they all have a set of theories regarding the operation of the five internal organs, with the heart and kidneys being the main ones, and the other organs being auxiliary.

But in the Zhu Xian world, what the Heavenly Book said was not the case. Murong Ji thought about it carefully and came up with a way to smelt the five internal organs' thunder qi.

The thunder method of Tianshi Mansion seems to be divided into yin and yang. In fact, after the yin and yang thunder are refined to perfection, it starts from the other five internal organs to achieve the Five Thunders Method.

Murong Ji thought so too, but his focus was not on the heart and kidneys.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji put away the "Thunder Method" he had written. The cultivation concepts of the two worlds were different, and the most serious issue was the issue of priority.

Rubbing his forehead, Murong Ji tidied up the attic and put the books back in place. Then he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to practice thunder magic.

Taoism emphasizes yin and yang. Although a single origin is good, it will not last long.

There is no Lu Xueqi in this world, and no one can exchange origin with him, so he can only rely on his own practice to "complete" the origin.

Thinking of Lu Xueqi, Murong Ji sighed softly and could no longer practice. It had been a long time since we last met, and he suddenly missed her a little...

I sat in meditation for a long time, but I couldn’t enter into a state of concentration.

Murong Ji took out the drawing paper and sketched Lu Xueqi bit by bit...

When I saw 'her' again, I couldn't continue my practice.

After a long time, Murong Ji slowly put away the portrait, adjusted his state, and continued to practice.

Towards afternoon, Murong Ji came out of the attic, glanced at the sky outside, and walked towards the front mountain with his hands behind his back.

Today's game just ended.

Just as he was about to go out for a walk, he saw two people and invited Zhang Chulan over.

"People from the Wang family or the Lu family?!"

Murong Ji frowned slightly, and suddenly felt a little unhappy. Some people's eating manners were too ugly, so ugly that it made people feel sick.

Most experts, if they have some dignity, would not embarrass a junior, but these two people...

Murong Ji lowered his eyebrows. He had a feeling that the blood refining method he used a month ago was also being targeted by these two old guys, even though he was afraid of death!

Murong Ji adjusted the lotus crown on his head and said, "It would be fine if I couldn't see it. But since you have seen it, let's solve it all at once..."

He followed, his entire body covered in red, as he had not yet had time to change out of the robes he had worn for the Luotian Grand Ceremony.

Murong Ji was walking quite fast and he saw a yard not far away.

There were two men in black standing guard at the door. When they saw Murong Ji coming, they stepped forward to stop him. Murong Ji was not polite either, he captured them directly and strangled them unconscious.

Murong Ji walked in, and just as he reached the door, he heard the sound from inside.

"Hahaha, Zhang Chulan, nice to see you." Wang Ai had a kind face, as if he was greeting a close junior.

Lu Ci was not so polite and put down the teacup. "Zhang Chulan, I don't like to beat around the bush. Put your Qi..."

"Oh? The two old masters are here too." Murong Ji interrupted Lu Ci, pushed open the door and walked in.

"Why are you here!" Looking at Murong Ji, Lu Ci's face instantly turned gloomy, and his face, which was already full of scars, looked even more sinister.

Murong Ji clasped his fist casually, saying that. He took a glance, waved his sleeves, and sucked the chair next to the table in the inner hall over through the air.

He sat down, put his elbows on the armrests of the chair, and looked at the people in the room with his head supported.

"Hey? Don't bother me, you guys talk about your own things, I just come here to take a break. Qi body origin flow? Right? Zhang Chulan, do you know Qi body origin flow?"

Zhang Chulan was a little confused. He couldn't figure out the situation at the moment and couldn't make any rash judgments. He could only tell the truth, "I don't know anything about the origin of Qi."

Bow with both hands to show flattery and submission.

"Okay, got it. You can go now." As soon as Murong Ji's voice fell, Lu Ci and Wang Ai's faces darkened again.

Zhang Chulan was a little embarrassed. He couldn't leave in this situation. It would be even more troublesome if he left. It would be better to solve these problems now. "That... this..."

"Young man, being too rigid will lead to failure. I'm afraid it will not benefit your family if you act this way." Wang Ai's voice was not loud, but his words seemed to be advising the younger generation.

"Haha, playing dirty, all right. Bound by these strict rules, it's hard for me to fully display my abilities. Mr. Wang, how about you help me loosen up my muscles?"

At some point, a seal appeared on Murong Ji's hand. It was extremely black, deep and terrifying. The temperature in the room seemed to drop a few degrees.

The cold feeling almost penetrated into my bones.

In an instant, countless evil spirits rushed out and filled the house. The wind was howling, ghosts were crying, and wolves were howling, making people's backs feel cold.

"There are too many evil spirits in this world, so we Taoist priests who catch and exorcise evil spirits are indispensable. Every time we fight against the gods and ghosts, our sects and families are destroyed, and there are burning, killing, and destroying temples and niches. It's a matter of life and death."

"Master Wang, tell me, can we, the righteous people... get rid of all these demons and monsters?!"

"They will definitely be eliminated. Good will never prevail over evil!" Wang Ai's voice was high-pitched, making his attitude clear, then he lowered his voice again and poked the crutch.

He continued, "I'm afraid that it's easier to see the King of Hell than to deal with the little ghosts. Some of the little ghosts are waiting for an opportunity to take revenge! Taoist priests are always not in the temple."

"Hahaha, that makes sense, that makes sense. As a human being, good people are often bullied, and evil people are often abandoned. So let's just compromise, be more kind when seeing good, and be more evil when seeing evil."

"If this little devil doesn't have eyes, then I will slaughter his living relatives and then destroy the souls of his entire family. As a Taoist priest, it's not too much to kill him twice."

"If a few of them escape accidentally, it doesn't matter. Good will never prevail over evil!"

(End of this chapter)