Chapter 433 Why don’t we make a deal?

The crackling sound of thunder and lightning came straight towards Murong Ji and the old Taoist priest.

"I rely on!"

Murong Ji subconsciously opened a black light curtain from the surroundings, covering all innocent people except the old Taoist priest into the protection range.

"Crack!"

The lightning struck directly on the golden light that protected the old Taoist priest, and the lightning was so bright that it dazzled people.

"Good boy! You only left me behind!"

"Zhang Zhiwei! Big nose!"

Then, the old Taoist priest was seen running away. He passed by Tian Jinzhong and ran away pushing his wheelchair without saying a word.

After running dozens of meters, Tian Jinzhong finally reacted, "Brother??!! Put me down!"

Murong Ji: "..."

night.

Just after dinner, Murong Ji was lying in the rocking chair watching Jiang Beibei doing evening lessons, while Qu Tong was sitting beside her, watching her and handling the company's affairs.

Feng Xingtong came over again and took three cups of slightly cool milk tea. He first placed one cup in front of Qu Tong, then handed one cup to Jiang Beibei, and then handed the last cup to Murong Ji.

"Brother Murong, try it, it tastes good."

Murong Ji was a little annoyed. He looked at Feng Xingtong and asked, "Master Feng, what exactly are you going to do?"

Feng Xingtong chuckled and asked in a low voice: "Brother Murong, do you also know witchcraft?"

Murong Ji was a little surprised, "How did you know that?"

"Hehe, my father told me. He said that when you fought with Lu Ci, you used witchcraft."

Murong Ji suddenly realized who had spread the news, [Zhang Chulan, this bastard! ]

"That's not witchcraft..." Murong Ji suddenly paused. Strictly speaking, that belongs to witchcraft, ghost magic, and no longer within the scope of witchcraft.

"Brother Murong Ji, I know it just by listening to your description. I know it's not a good idea to pry into other people's affairs, but I'm just very curious..."

Feng Xingtong scratched his head, feeling that he was being too rude. "How about this, can you help me take a look at this elf?"

Spreading out his palm, a small black snake was coiled on the palm of Feng Xingtong's hand.

"Brother Murong, look!"

The next moment, the little black snake suddenly grew larger, madly absorbing the power of heaven and earth around it, and turned into a giant snake hundreds of feet long, with half of its body hanging outside the yard, and the remaining part gathered around Feng Xingtong.

The snake head, more than one meter tall, lay beside Feng Xingtong, extremely submissive.

Murong Ji shrank back in time, stretched out his hand to pull the frightened Jiang Beibei over, calmed her down, and then looked up.

"Detain the spirits and send the generals, be careful of backlash."

After he finished speaking, Feng Xingtong realized that the cold Qi could not enter Murong Ji's body at all. The Qi dissipated one meter away from Murong Ji.

Feng Xingtong was startled, somewhat astonished. This situation was exactly as his father had said, "Brother Murong, you are so called invulnerable to all evil, right? What kind of skills are you practicing? In this case, can you still drive away evil spirits?"

Murong Ji glanced at him calmly and said, "Your cultivation is low. If you control such a huge spirit for a long time, he will continue to erode your soul, even if he doesn't mean to do it."

"That will also affect your lifespan."

The life span of those who use methods such as the spirit medium to control evil spirits will not be very long.

"Hehe, my family's magic is exquisite, so there is really no need to worry about this. It will not affect your lifespan, and it can also transform Yin energy for cultivation."

Murong Ji said no more and followed him.

"Brother Murong, can you show me your witchcraft?" Feng Xingtong asked pleadingly.

Murong Ji ignored him and held down Jiang Beibei who wanted to go up and touch the big snake. After the fear, the girl was only curious.

With a pair of big eyes that were rolling around, he looked at the big snake formed by the black energy, ready to make a move.

If Murong Ji hadn't held him back, he would have already rushed up.

"Brother Murong, I know it's not good to explore other people's magic skills, but I beg you." Feng Xingtong's face was full of pleading. He wanted to force Murong Ji to make a move?! It seems that it is not impossible.

Murong Ji was a little annoyed and waved his hand, signaling him to leave.

The next moment, Feng Xingtong took a step back, "Brother Murong, I'm sorry!"

"Come on! Master Liu! Lend me your strength!"

Murong Ji snorted coldly, is this because he got the spirit of the 'immortal family' and became arrogant? ! !

"Boy, who are you and why can't I see through you?" Liu Kunsheng leaned over Feng Xingtong and asked.

Murong Ji did not answer immediately, but pushed his daughter into Qu Tong's arms.

He stood up and clapped his hands, "Who is the immortal?"

"Changbai Mountain, Liu Kunsheng."

Murong Ji nodded. The thousand-year-old monster was so powerful that Feng Xingtong could not even use one or two of them. Even if he had the power to summon spirits and send generals, it would not work. Moreover, he could only summon spirits, not send generals.

Murong Ji stretched his muscles and said, "If you want to see my witchcraft, then you can." In an instant, the energy of Mount Longhu gathered around Murong Ji, and countless spiritual and evil spirits gathered.

As a person, this is far from what Murong Ji expected, but it is enough.

Within a few breaths, a pitch-black dragon gathered around Murong Ji.

"Ouch!"

With a dragon's roar, Liu Kunsheng was directly forced out of Feng Xingtong's body.

The vigorous demonic energy dissipated, and was then taken back by Liu Kunsheng. A huge snake body hundreds of feet long stood up high, as if in an attacking posture, confronting the dragon and not losing the upper hand at all.

He even managed to hold the dragon down firmly.

This is Liu Kunsheng’s true power.

This scene frightened Feng Xingtong so much that he sat down on the ground, staring blankly at the dragon beside Murong Ji, which looked so lifelike.

If it weren't for the dullness in his eyes, he would have thought it was a real "immortal".

Murong Ji looked up and saw that many people had appeared outside the courtyard, including those from Longhu Mountain, the Wang family, the Lu family, the Lu family, etc.

Especially there were many people from the Wang family, and their residence was the closest.

There's quite a commotion here, it would be abnormal if no one came.

Murong Ji stretched lazily and looked at Feng Xingtong. At this time, he had forgotten to restrain Liu Kunsheng. If he ran away, Feng Xingtong would not be able to stop him.

"puff"

A very light sound was heard, like a bubble bursting, and the dragon instantly dispersed. Countless evil spirits poured down and turned into inky mist, covering Murong Ji.

When it reappeared, the inky black evil spirit suddenly turned into a white tiger with hanging eyes, and it brought the white tiger to life like a painting.

The tiger leaped up and pounced on Feng Xingtong. Only then did Feng Xingtong react and hurriedly ran back.

But it was nowhere near as fast as the tiger and was caught up in just a few steps. The white tiger pounced and hit Feng Xingtong directly.

"Ah! Ah!!!"

Hearing Feng Xingtong's frightened voice, everyone gasped and dared not look. Then, they burst into laughter, mocking Feng Xingtong's cowardice.

The white tiger with hanging eyes once again turned into a dark and murderous aura.

Feng Xingtong was breathing heavily, his face was pale with fear, sweat was all over his forehead, and he was dazed for a long time. He slowly came to his senses and realized that Murong Ji was teaching him a lesson.

At this moment, Murong Ji was staring at Feng Xingtong. If there was even a hint of resentment in his eyes, he would not be able to keep him.

Feng Xingtong relaxed his mind and collapsed to the ground, feeling like he had survived a catastrophe.

I laughed out loud unconsciously, like a psychopath.

He regained some strength, stood up, and bowed to Murong Ji, "Thank you, Brother Murong, for showing mercy. I went too far. I will apologize to you."

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly. When he reached his level, he could be open-minded about many things. He could guess exactly what Feng Xingtong was thinking.

It's just like a kid trying to play tricks in front of you, and it feels fake at first glance, but don't make it too obvious.

But what surprised him was that Feng Xingtong was really apologizing sincerely. Even if he was just pretending and seemed a little hypocritical, he could understand.

He really doesn’t understand Feng Xingtong now.

"What the hell?" Murong Ji frowned slightly, thinking to himself, are there really innocent people in this world? ? ! !

Suddenly, Murong Ji thought of a person, Qiao Feng! This person... I hadn't remembered him for a long time, but it made Murong Ji feel a little cleansed, [Maybe there is. ]

"The magic pen does not seek dreams of the fairy palace, but depicts flying birds on branches and fish on grass. Boy, this is not witchcraft!" Liu Kunsheng suddenly spoke, his pair of vertical pupils staring at him straight.

Without waiting for Murong Ji to speak, Liu Kunsheng suddenly turned around and shouted towards the gate of the courtyard: "Hurry, hurry, hurry! What are you rushing for! If I could get away, I would have left long ago."

At the gate of the courtyard, the brothers Deng Youcai and Deng Youfu shrank their necks, looking embarrassed, but their eyes fell on the black square seal on Murong Jicha's table.

It was a square seal the size of a palm, as black as ink, but it suppressed the evil spirit and gloomy energy in the yard.

He swallowed his saliva, and then he realized that this square seal could suppress the "immortal" so that he had nowhere to hide, and at the same time it could also stabilize the immortal's evil spirit and make it transform.

"That's great! Have you ever lived in the human world, Brother Liu?"

Murong Ji was very curious. It was not easy for a thousand-year-old monster to appear in this world.

Liu Kunsheng nodded the huge snake head and said in a deep voice: "I have lived a good life. I even won the first place in the imperial examination. What a pity..."

Murong Ji said no more. Since it was not taken away by the Taoist master, it must have good character. Thinking of this, Murong Ji suddenly thought of something and smiled slightly.

"Fellow Daoist Liu has a long life span, far beyond that of humans like us. How about we make a deal?"

"What deal?!" Liu Kunsheng stared at the square seal on the table with his snake-like pupils. He already understood what Murong Ji meant.

Murong Ji glanced at Wang Ai standing outside the courtyard, smiled, stretched out his hand to pull Jiang Beibei over, and said: "My daughter only has this one child at the moment, it's hard to say whether she will have children in the future."

(End of this chapter)