Chapter 456 Call Me Uncle
As soon as he stood up, his cell phone rang again. It was Zhao Fangxu's boss, the old man he met that day.

"Hey."

"do you remember me?"

"Remember, how did you find time to call me?"

"Did you really kill Guoxing?"

Murong Ji was startled, his heart sank, and he asked, "Are you also a member of the Sun family?"

"No, I watched him grow up. If he makes any mistakes, he should be killed." The old man's voice trembled a little.

Murong Ji's face darkened slightly, and his voice became colder, "Do you know why foreigners cannot be rulers?"

"Compromise, I asked someone to write that stuff."

Murong Ji said calmly: "But I think what you said is very right. In the world of aliens, it's mostly about life and death, and there will be no compromise. So, do you think I will compromise? Besides, his death is not unjust. I don't believe that you didn't listen to the recording of his phone call with Qu Tong."

After the words fell, there was silence on the other side. Murong Ji added, "Don't tell me that the crime is not punishable by death."

After hanging up the phone, Murong Ji turned around and walked into the house to wash up.

Wang Ye stood at the door and looked for a while, "I'll go back first."

Murong Ji waved his hand, and after some time, he sat cross-legged on the bed and began to deduce the location of Tongtian Valley.

Zhou Yixian's divination technique is very peculiar. It is very accurate when predicting the past, but a little vague when predicting the future.

He once asked Zhou Yixian, and according to him, the cultivation methods of the people in the Zhuxian world all originated from Emperor Chen. And Emperor Chen believed that the stars stretched across the sky, never stopping, just like eyes staring at the world.

Nothing can be hidden from the stars, and all the images will be stored in some way.

As long as you find the right method, you can unlock this flourishing information and learn some methods, secret techniques, etc.

Later, Murong Ji studied it carefully and found that this method did have some basis. In his understanding, the stars in the sky and the earth itself were both huge magnets.

We do unconsciously record past events, just like some magnets in nature leave images.

Murong Ji exhaled slowly. This kind of magnetic record was very small. As long as the corresponding method was found, it would not be difficult to print out the scene at that time.

The scenes in Qinling Mountains kept appearing in Murong Ji's mind. Time passed little by little, and suddenly, Murong Ji opened his eyes.

I glanced at my phone and realized only five minutes had passed.

Murong Ji looked a little tired. His cultivation was still too low. If it was before, this situation would never have happened.

With a soft sigh, feeling somewhat helpless, he could only wait for news from Qu Tong.

Take off your clothes and go to bed.

Between half asleep and half awake, Qu Tong came back, quietly climbed onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning.

Murong Ji had just returned to the village after finishing his morning lessons when he saw a car entering the village.

Then, Chen Duo got out of the car.

Murong Ji's pupils shrank, and then his face darkened. He thought of Lao Liao. After all, they had been together for several years, and he was indeed a good person, but...

Good people don't necessarily do good things.

Chen Duo took out a swallowing capsule from his pocket and said, "She was infected by my sleep poison and entered a dormant state with minimal physiological consumption. She won't wake up without an antidote."

Murong Ji took a glance and got the Golden Phoenix!

When they returned to the residence, Qu Tong had already brought back breakfast. While they were eating, Murong Ji mentioned it as a reminder.

Qu Tong suddenly raised the corners of her mouth and leaned forward slightly, "Hubby, you are very concerned about the news of Tongtian Valley?!"

Murong Ji raised his head indifferently and said nonchalantly: "Yes, besides Li Muxuan, what I care about most is Tongtian Valley."

Qu Tong smiled somewhat complacently and ate a few bites of pickles slowly. "How did you do it? Killed Sun Guoxing from such a distance?"

Murong Ji took a sip of porridge and said, "The Qiankun Lock. Just lock all his vitality."

Qu Tong was startled, and thought carefully, "That is to say, he is not completely dead yet? It's just..."

"He's dead. His vitality is locked up. His body can't function. He can't even keep his organs functioning. It's so hot, the bacteria in his body will quickly decompose his internal organs."

Qu Tong: “…”

After a long silence, Qu Tong finally said, "Honey, we might be in big trouble. Sun Guoxing works for an organization that has higher authority than Nadutong Company."

"Alien Research Institute?"

"Uh...how did you know?"

"It doesn't matter. I'm more concerned about the Nine Guards."

"Nine Guards? Nathan Guards?"

Murong Ji suddenly raised his head and looked at Qu Tong's face. After confirming that he didn't know about the Nine Guards, he slowly asked, "Have you been to Nasen Island? Do you know that Li Muxuan is on Nasen Island?"

Qu Tong was shocked and a little surprised, "Hubby, why do I feel like you know everything?!!"

Murong Ji did not answer. He shook the Qiankun Mirror in his hand, lowered his head quietly to finish his porridge, put down the empty bowl, waited for Qu Tong to finish eating, and then cleared the table.

He was talking about the Nine Guards of China. From the few words of Lu Jin and others, it can be concluded that the Nine Guards might be real. The old Tianshi was one of the Nine Guards.

If we look according to his conditions, in the circle of extraordinary people, are there any sects that exist, or are likely to exist, similar to the Tianshidu inheritance?
Murong Ji kept searching various sects in his mind, and the first ones he eliminated were those that had never produced a saint.

It is much easier to choose from the remaining sects.

In Buddhism and Taoism, there are many people who are qualified to ascend to heaven, including the eight sects of Buddhism and the seven schools of Taoism.

In the Quanzhen lineage alone, there are people like Lu Zu, Zhang Boduan, and Wang Chongyang.

"Honey! What are you thinking about? Are you worried about..."

Murong Ji came back to his senses and shook off the water on his hands. "No, I was wondering what they were trying to hide."

After putting away the dishes and chopsticks, Murong Ji walked out the door, "You can go back today and send Beibei here. Don't forget what I told you to do."

"After Ma Xianhong is taken away, I will provide you with the transportation route. Don't use the board's manpower."

"Besides, I think this place is nice. Let's settle down here in the future. I'll send you the drawings later, and the money will come from the materials company."

Qu Tong's expression gradually became serious, as if Murong Ji had really explored her memory. This feeling was really... terrifying.

She had seen Murong Ji use the Qiankun Mirror, and she always felt... always felt...

"Okay, I'll leave today." After thinking for a while, Qu Tong suddenly called Murong Ji, "Husband!"

Seeing Murong Ji turned around, Qu Tong said slowly: "Husband, what kind of apprentice do you plan to take? I will help you find one."

Murong Ji looked at Qu Tong deeply and said, "You have good character and a strong personality. As for the rest, you can handle it yourself."

After leaving the yard, Murong Ji stood on the slope and looked down the mountain. If he was really serious about accepting a disciple, his requirements would still be very high.

Appearance is secondary. The most important thing is character. People with introverted temperament like Zhang Xiaofan are better. Although it is very annoying to teach him, such people are very malleable.

Others can be trained, such as instant memory, subconscious reaction ability, etc.

She parted ways with Qu Tong, she was going to take over Quan Xing Jin Feng, and she herself was going to meet Chen Duo.

From a distance, Murong Ji saw Zhang Chulan and several others, who were like a tour group, entering the village with large and small bags. Ma Xianhong looked at them with a grim face.

Murong Ji ignored her and walked up to knock on Chen Duo's door.

No one responded. Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the little yellow earth dog lying at the door, feeling a little dazed.

"rhubarb?"

No response.

"Chen Junyan?"

The little yellow dog immediately wagged its tail.

Murong Ji: "..."

With a light sigh, Murong Ji sat down next to the yellow dog, took out the Qiankun Mirror, and began to deduce the legacy of Lu Zu and Chen Tuan.

Then his brows furrowed, for some reason, as if someone had deliberately erased it.

Murong Ji exhaled slowly. He deduced the Qiheng Mansion under Mount Hua, but still had no news. He couldn't help but frowned slightly, as if it had been deliberately hidden by someone.

[It seems that I have no choice but to go there in person. ]

"Uncle Murong, you are here."

A voice came from behind, and Chen Duo walked out of a cellar with wet hair that had not been completely dried.

The little girl is really pretty. If she grows up, she will definitely be a beauty.

Murong Ji looked at Chen Duo and suddenly sighed, "Why did you kill Liao Zhong?"

"He's in my way."

Very calm, with no emotional changes. Murong Ji was a little surprised, but also a little understanding. He was not a man in his thirties. Strictly speaking, he was hundreds of years old.

He could see many things clearly. After a long silence, Murong Ji asked, "I'm giving you two choices now. You don't have to answer me in a hurry."

"First, I will help you solve your poison problem, and I will also settle the company so that you can live in the city safely."

"Second, you can...die..."

Murong Ji looked at Chen Duo and continued, "These few days, you have to think carefully about what you really want. When this is over, you can give me an answer."

"Chen Duo, we have known each other for three years. If you call me uncle, I will give you a gift."

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ji stuffed a pill into her mouth, and then pointed a technique at her forehead. This was the poison technique of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, and it was a technique that he had improved with various poison scriptures and medicine books.

He rubbed Chen Duo's head, then turned and left.

When he returned to the yard, Ren Fei's phone rang again. After Murong Ji answered the call, he heard Ren Fei said anxiously: "Show your value! I will help you settle it!"

"Well, then what?"

"And then?! Murong Ji! You must have been kicked in the head by a donkey! I may not be able to save you now! Just wait for death!"

Hearing Ren Fei hanging up the phone in a rage, Murong Ji put away his phone indifferently.

(End of this chapter)