Chapter 437: Fighting with Those Masters

"Bitch! What a good spirit! And you let it go just like that! Do you know how hard it is for me to meet a spirit? Damn it!"

With Wang Bing's cursing and beating, Feng Xingtong was unable to withstand it and could only curl up and let him beat him.

When Murong Ji saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh and felt a little disappointed.

How to describe this?
There are some good sayings, 'When a brave man is angry, he draws his sword against the stronger; when a coward is angry, he draws his sword against the weaker.'

Weak and vulnerable people should not be cultivated. In their minds, it is all about "just bear with it and it will pass."

But can it really pass if you just endure it?
Becoming stronger is essentially about constant challenges. It is meaningless to compete with people who are weaker than you. That only shows how awesome you are.

Pretending to be cool and then getting slapped in the face is so satisfying, but does it make sense for a cultivator?
has no meaning?
If you challenge a strong person again and again, you will be suppressed or beaten by him, or become his stepping stone. You will lose face, status, etc.

He looked as miserable as a dog, being ridiculed and looked down upon.

He suddenly came to his senses and realized that his opponents of the same period had been left far behind him.

Tempered in the process of survival, as long as you survive and can protect yourself, you will have become an existence with equal strength to those behemoths.

The head of a chicken and the tail of a phoenix, but in the end the head of the chicken often becomes the tail of the chicken, and the tail of the phoenix becomes the head of the phoenix.

In this process, countless people will die, but only a few will succeed. But no matter what, those monks who are content with the status quo have already lost their way.

Murong Ji looked at Wang Bing and Feng Xingtong below quietly, with an expressionless face. Until Wang Bing left, Feng Xingtong was unable to fight back.

Lying alone on the ground, he took a deep breath, and coughed up a lot of blood after a few breaths. Gradually, he regained his strength, and then he slowly got up and staggered out of the woods.

"Husband? Has he passed the test?" Qu Tong understood without seeing Murong Ji's answer.

People who are popular often have one problem: trying to please others.

There are very few people who can control "pleasing" and "self". Obviously, Feng Xingtong is not such a person. In other places, he might retaliate, but this is not what Murong Ji wants.

"Let's go back."

Return to the bedroom.

Murong Ji then realized that Jiang Beibei was still with Huo Yunan. "It's time to bring Beibei back." He said as he walked towards the door.

Qu Tong grabbed him and said charmingly, "Huo Yunan really likes Beibei. We have already agreed on this."

Murong Ji said no more, and then he saw Qu Tong handing over another stack of information.

After looking closely, I found that this was actually the information of all members of Quan Xing, most of whom were still active in Quan Xing, and it was extremely detailed.

Murong Ji frowned slightly. There were quite a few people who were listed as first-class players.

According to Qu Tong's analysis, there are many people who can compare with Rong Shan. Among them, the noteworthy ones are Lei Yanpao Gao Ning, Chuanchang Du Dou Mei, Sanshi Tu Junfang, and some veteran Quan Xing.

From this perspective, the pressure on Longhu Mountain this time is not small. [Quan Xing's strength is surprisingly so strong. ]

Murong Ji sat on the chair, thinking quietly. He had never fought with many of them and didn't know their foundation, but they were actually listed as first-rate by Qu Tong. They must have their outstanding qualities, the kind that could make people fall into trouble if they were not careful.

Just taking the old Taoist priest's ninth disciple Rong Shan as an example, he is first-rate and his strength should not be underestimated. You know, he is the one who is here to manage the trials.

Zhang Lingyu is also first-rate, but not as good as Rongshan.

There is a gap between the first-class and the second-class. The Ten Lords are also first-class, excluding the old Tianshi, and Ru Hu is almost the best among the Ten Lords.

Exhaling slowly, Murong Ji suddenly began to look forward to the day when Quan Xing would attack the mountain.

Suddenly, Qu Tong nestled into Murong Ji's arms, with a charming and dazed look on her face, looking at Murong Ji with such a charming look that she could even pull silk threads. She slowly untied Murong Ji's belt...

"I thought women had burned out all my passion..."

"You look classy in a JK outfit..."

A cell phone rang and both of them paused. Murong Ji turned around and saw that it was Qu Tong's phone, but he didn't recognize the caller number.

"I heard a coquettish voice~"

"Awakened that restless heart~"

Qu Tong was a little impatient, "Don't bother with him... um~" Then she turned over and pressed Murong Ji under her.

The cell phone continued to ring, disturbing Qu Tong a little. She glanced at the phone screen, her whole body shocked, and she gradually came to her senses from her dazed expression.

He reached out for the phone, tried to calm his breathing, turned down the volume, and answered the call.

"Hey."

"Baobao Feng is indeed worthy of attention."

No matter how low the volume of the cell phone was, Murong Ji could still hear the sound coming from it. People who practice cultivation had sharp ears and eyes, so this was no problem at all.

Moreover, he had seen the owner of this voice before! The middle-aged man who came to Longhu Mountain for an interview.

"By the way, Boss, where did you get the information about Feng Baobao?"

Qu Tong looked at Murong Ji awkwardly. From his expression, she knew that Murong Ji had heard everything. She could only slowly rise and fall to distract him. "Don't worry about this... Everyone should know that our efforts will not be in vain..."

Qu Tong hung up the phone in a hurry and looked at Murong Ji. She wanted to rekindle her passion, but it was difficult to have the same feeling as before.

She was not interested anymore, so she got off Murong Ji and lay down beside him, but neither of them said a word...

After a long time, Qu Tong turned around and saw Murong Ji closing his eyes in meditation. She was a little surprised, "Husband..."

"Ok?"

"You...why aren't you angry? I..."

Murong Ji pulled the corner of his mouth. A man feels satisfied after being with you, but a woman feels empty after being with you. She always wants to prove her position in your heart...

The next morning.

After breakfast, Murong Ji walked towards the competition venue.

Today is the last match, and the two kinds of thunder techniques are of great significance for reference, so he cannot miss it.

Looking over them one by one, he saw quite a few people there. At this moment, most of the people in Longhu Mountain had already left, and among them, there were still a considerable number of Zhang Lingyu's diehard fans.

Watching the progress of the game below, Qu Tong was stunned, especially at Zhang Chulan's performance, which was completely beyond her expectations.

"Husband, did you give Zhang Chulan some special treatment? How did he become so powerful?"

Murong Ji looked at the two people below calmly: "Zhang Chulan's foundation is already good. With a famous teacher teaching him, he will improve quickly."

Zhang Huaiyi had already started to cultivate Zhang Chulan's various qualities when he was young. For ten years, he had never received any special training, but he possessed all the qualities that a master should have.

The fighting speed and rhythm of Zhang Lingyu and Zhang Chulan were very fast, and they were both fighting at full power. Murong Ji was very satisfied with Zhang Chulan's performance.

It’s great that I can fight with Zhang Lingyu like this.

If it comes to a battle of consumption and defense, Zhang Chulan has no chance of winning.

Five minutes later, the winner was decided, and Murong Ji turned and left. He didn't need to see it, and he had absolute confidence in the medicine he prepared.

"Pack up, we're going to Baiyun Temple the day after tomorrow."

Qu Tong was startled, but she didn't say anything more. After hesitating for a moment, she said, "Husband, can we leave today?"

Murong Ji turned around and glanced at her, and he understood that she knew about Quan Xing's actions and didn't want to get involved.

"I need to fight with those masters of all natures, either to broaden my horizons or to hone myself. There is no such thing as a strong man who has never come out of nowhere."

Avoiding Qu Tong's pleading eyes, Murong Ji walked into the yard.

After the game.

People started to go down the mountain, and it was not until the next morning that Lu Jin handed the Tongtian Talisman to Zhang Lingyu.

Almost everyone started to go down the mountain.

As night fell, the only people left in the entire Longhu Mountain were Murong Ji and Xu Laosan's men, except for Longhu Mountain's own people.

After dinner, Murong Ji watched Qu Tong clean up the dishes, then said lightly: "You should also go to Huo Yunan's place, it's much safer there."

Qu Tong pulled her hair back and said, "How can we be absolutely safe in this mountain? We are safest only when we are with you, my husband."

"Stop messing around. There are many experts in Quan Xing with strange methods. I might even get caught."

He walked out the door and headed towards Huo Yunan's yard with Qu Tong.

Not long after, Murong Ji walked into the yard. Coincidentally, Huo Yunan also came out of the house with Jiang Beibei. Murong Ji looked Huo Yunan up and down.

It is true that beauty never ages. No matter what age, she will never become ugly.

The two of them didn't say anything, just nodded to each other. After watching Qu Tong walk into Huo Yunan's room, Murong Ji turned and left.

Walked into the dense forest in Longhu Mountain.

He flew up on his sword and quickly shuttled through the jungle, constantly checking the situation everywhere, but he didn't find a single Quan Xing.

Going further forward and expanding the scope, we saw some Zhengyi Taoist priests fighting each other.

Murong Ji's brows darkened, and with a wave of his hand, countless sword energies shot out, directly piercing through the four Quan Xing members and injuring their internal organs, but it was indeed not fatal to them.

Then he landed beside the four people, not caring about the other members of Quanxing.
He grabbed a man's head and slowly lifted it up. A blue light flashed in his hand, and his whole life kept appearing in front of Murong Ji's eyes.

He is not a wicked person and has never committed any serious mistakes.

"Detain this man! Hand him over to Xu Lao San." After he finished speaking, Murong Ji took out a silver needle and inserted it directly into the man's acupuncture point, sealing his meridians, and threw it aside.

Then, he grabbed another person and said, "Humph! Because of a moment of pleasure, an innocent person died! Damn it!"

In an instant, the man's blood and energy reversed, and blood seeped out through his skin and gathered on the white jade bead in Murong Ji's hand.

(End of this chapter)