Chapter 440 Three Corpses, Lu Xueqi
Watching Lu Jin's triple rebirth slowly recede, Murong Ji let out a long breath.

He was a little distressed. If he wanted to wake up Lu Jin, he would have to use his own true Qi to condense peace and tranquility to wake him up, but the problem was that he didn't have the cultivation level to do so.

Besides, even if he had it, he wouldn't be willing to give it up.

"Let me do it."

Murong Ji's pupils shrank, and he looked behind him. Zhang Zhiwei appeared on a tree trunk not far behind Murong Ji at some point.
"Old Master."

"You are really capable, you were able to severely injure Monk Yongjue and withstand Dou Mei's weakening. This is strength that even some of the older generations can't do."

Murong Ji turned around and saw that the four crazy people had disappeared.

He replied in a deep voice: "I almost got into trouble. If Dou Mei had used her abilities silently and gradually weakened me, I would have been beaten to death by Gao Ning."

"Bah! I don't believe you don't have a way to protect yourself. You are a young man, but you are as steady as those old guys who have experienced hundreds of battles."

"I'm beginning to wonder if you're an old monster who's been reborn. The Great Ying Immortal was like that back then."

Murong Ji didn't say anything, but looked in other directions. "Good fellow! You are so ruthless, you have hurt Old Lu so badly!"

"Uh... I'll go look somewhere else."

After he finished speaking, regardless of whether the old Taoist priest agreed or not, he chased in another direction.

Not long after they walked away, their cell phone rang. Murong Ji looked at the number and didn't recognize it.

But the current situation is special, my wife and daughter are still in the mountains, what if something happens...

"Hey?"

"Mr. Murong, I'm Xu San."

Murong Ji frowned slightly, "What's the matter?"

"Baby Feng is lost, I want you to help me find the baby. Look..."

"Why should I help you?"

As soon as these words came out, the other side suddenly became quiet. After waiting for a while, Xu San said, "Zhang Chulan guessed that you know Feng Baobao and you think highly of her. You will help her, right?"

Murong Ji hung up the phone directly, was silent for a while, and continued to go towards the deep forest, searching for Quan Xing’s people.

Along the way, Murong Ji met many Quan Xing. He searched their memories to determine whether they had intentionally caused death or disability. If so, Murong Ji would suck their blood.

"Ah!! Ah!!!"

A scream was heard, Murong Ji's pupils shrank, and he turned and headed there.

"I've advised you so many times not to pursue me relentlessly..."

"Hehe! Capture Lu Jin's granddaughter and see what he will do!!"

"Teach him to hand over the Tongtian Scroll!"

Murong Ji stood on the tree and looked at the situation below. A tall and fat man pressed on Zhi Jinhua and clamped her.

The remaining group of people surrounded Lu Linglong, waiting for their chance to strike.

"Stab!"

"No! Stop it! Please!"

The fat man tore off Zhi Jinhua's clothes, revealing a patch of white. He ignored her pleas and wails, and greedily sniffed the scent on Zhi Jinhua's body.

Lu Linglong was a little anxious. When she turned her head to look, she revealed her flaw. Suddenly, all the members of the Quan Xing group that surrounded her found an opportunity and began to attack Lu Linglong frantically.

"Linglong! Save me!"

Lu Linglong fought off several people, injured several others, and entered into a confrontation again. She calmed herself down and said softly, "Hua'er... you are smarter than me, so please think about it calmly..."

"If we compromise with these guys...will they really let us go?"

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly. According to the information he had obtained, the Lu family had always been very tough, never compromising, and possessing the integrity that a cultivator should have.

This is also the reason why he accepted Lu Lin and Lu Linglong.

As long as you start practicing, you are fighting against the heavens and standing on the opposite side of heaven and earth. The higher the level of practice, the more obvious this opposition is.

There's nothing you can do about it.

As long as there is a trace of timidity or retreat, it will be a devastating blow. In the Zhu Xian world, there were three times of tribulation. The first two were fine, but the third time was resisted by relying on the tyrannical body.

But Lu Xueqi was different. She was struck half to death by the thunder. Even Zhang Xiaofan almost died from the thunder.

"As a friend, I can't guarantee that I will save you now... But I can guarantee that if you really encounter any misfortune, it will be after I die in battle."

As soon as she finished speaking, the Qi in Lu Linglong's body surged up, and the aura of being ready to die in the face of danger burst out.

Once again he was caught up in the melee, and of course, he just got beaten up.

Murong Ji suddenly laughed, then raised his hand and pointed, and a stream of sword energy shot out, piercing directly through the fat man's forehead.

"Bang! Puff!"

The corpse fell to the ground and was stabbed into the iron skewer that was fixed on Zhi Jinhua's leg.

Then, a red robe flew directly onto Yudao Zhi Jinhua's body, covering her head as well.

There was a moment of silence, and countless eyes turned to Murong Ji, not knowing when he appeared. "Lu Linglong, how is the blood refining method I taught you going?"

Lu Linglong's face was extremely solemn. She didn't dare to be careless at all. Looking at the Quan Xing members surrounding her, she slowly said, "I've only been learning for a few days and barely touched the threshold."

Murong Ji nodded, and then said: "Use the power you have been suppressing and use the method I taught you. Don't be afraid."

Lu Linglong hesitated, thought about it, and then said, "Okay."

The next moment, blood slowly began to flow out from Lu Linglong's skin and wounds.

Murong Ji slapped his face, somewhat helplessly, "I'm asking you to mobilize other people's blood and essence! Not your own! Use your blood and essence to alternate with the Qi, and absorb their blood and essence with the blood refining method!"

Lu Linglong felt a little embarrassed and silently took the blood back into her body.

"then!"

Suddenly, a blood-red bead appeared in front of Lu Linglong. When she started to practice the technique again, the blood of the people closest to her who were injured slowly gathered.

It sank into the blood-colored bead in her palm.

Now that Lu Linglong was able to fight, Murong Ji turned his attention to Tu Junfang.

"Three Corpses, this is Tu Junfang. Courtesy." Standing on a tree branch, he saluted from a distance with his fists clasped.

Tu Junfang imitated him and returned the gift.

"Master Murong, do you want to fight with me?"

Murong Ji nodded seriously, "As the only descendant of the Three Demon Sect, I would like to see how he practices with the Three Corpses Method."

"Haha, I just don't understand. Others treat me like a snake, but when it comes to you, you can't wait to get close to me."

"The Hetu Jiming Fu states: 'The three corpses are actually souls, spirits, ghosts and gods.' This method is to cut off the burden on oneself and achieve a state of being a fairy with a light body and spirit."

"In my opinion, it is to restore people to the state of surviving by swallowing Qi."

Tu Junfang was a little surprised, but he also understood what Murong Ji was thinking. He wanted to use him to kill the three corpses.

"You've made a wrong calculation. The Three Demon Sect's method of beheading the three corpses has been lost. By the time it comes to me, the method of cultivation has also been lost. I don't plan to pass it on."

Murong Ji was somewhat helpless. "Such a good method, why did you just give up like that? Shouldn't you try every possible way to solve it?"

After he finished speaking, Murong Ji glanced at Lu Linglong, and seeing that she had already killed one person with the blood refining method, he was no longer worried.

The method of refining blood was modified by him again and again, and the quality of the technique is not low.

He flew down and landed in front of Tu Junfang. Without saying anything more, he attacked directly, forcing him to release the Three Corpses to deal with it.

After drawing out the three corpses, Murong Ji let the black and sticky liquid fall on his body. He waited for a moment, quietly waiting for his three corpses to appear.

Tu Junfang did not attack again. He was very curious about what the three corpses of this high-level Quanzhen master looked like.

Soon, a black bubble appeared above Murong Ji's head, and then burst with a "pop" sound.

Tu Junfang: “!!!”

Murong Ji: “???”

[Are these his three corpses?] Murong is very self-aware. He follows the path of humanity, which is the coexistence of emotions and spirituality.

It is impossible to say that he has killed all three corpses.

After staring at Tu Junfang for a while, Murong Ji suddenly looked down and saw a fist-sized pool of black mist emerging from his chest, and then transformed into his own appearance.

He sat cross-legged in front of Murong Ji with a solemn expression, like a god in a temple.

The corner of Murong Ji's mouth twitched. He remembered that the three corpses, upper, middle and lower, represented luxury, appetite, and sexual desire respectively, right?
What the hell is this? Is he accusing me of eating tribute? ! ! When has he ever eaten tribute? ! ! !

Before Murong Ji could figure it out, countless black viscous liquids suddenly flowed out from his abdomen.

Tu Junfang let out a long breath and looked at Murong Ji. He felt something was not right. He remembered that the Quanzhen Sect had strict disciplines. "Ahem, Taoist Murong, please take care of yourself."

The corner of Murong Ji's mouth twitched. He! Murong Ji is lustful? ! !
In which lifetime did this happen?
I had already quit in the Zhu Xian world!

The next moment, the black viscous liquid suddenly condensed and slowly took shape as a human figure.

Murong Ji took out the Tianwen Sword and wanted to use the Demonic and God-Slaying Technique to kill these things.

He raised the Tianwen Sword high, looked at it again, and trembled all over.

If he remembered correctly, that was the attire of Qingyun Sect's disciples. Looking at it again, he saw the ethereal and pure temperament, and that oval face was so cold.

There was a sense of indifference and arrogance in his eyes, just like in the past, he showed no mercy to anyone.

After this sword strike, Murong Ji could no longer strike.

Sixteen-year-old Lu Xueqi... is so lifelike? ! !
Murong Ji took a deep breath, his face expressionless, but his heart was filled with turmoil.

He looked up at Tu Junfang's half-smiley face, his eyes darkened. Then he calmly put away the Tianwen Sword.

Turning to look at Lu Linglong, she had already gained the upper hand and was getting more and more energetic as the fight went on.

"You go."

(End of this chapter)