Chapter 468: The Way to Heaven
Gong Qing clasped his hands together and bowed, which was a standard Taoist etiquette. "Old Heavenly Master, you want to kill me just to continue to cover up the secret."

"I want to have a clear understanding before I die. Please help me, old master."

Zhang Zhiwei opened his mouth but said nothing.

After Gong Qing stood up, he sighed slowly, "Old Heavenly Master, I know, because of the Heavenly Master's degree, you can't speak."

"From the information we have investigated, the founders of the Eight Wonders, whether they were captured or killed, all had a very powerful restriction on their bodies, which prevented them from revealing the method they used to comprehend the Eight Wonders."

Murong Ji stood nearby, holding the Tianwen Sword, looking down at the grass beneath his feet quietly, as if he heard nothing.

Suddenly, Gong Qing laughed, seemingly mocking himself, and also seemed to be sarcasm, "Haha, ascension is a scam! Zhang Zhiwei! What on earth are you hiding!"

Murong Ji's pupils suddenly shrank, then he regained his composure, but he was constantly thinking in his mind. If flying was a scam, it would make sense.

Because, in the Tianlong world, he had truly sensed the so-called ascended sages, and Zhang Boduan did not think that they were immortals.

Later, in the Zhu Xian world, he truly felt the existence of "Tao". There... there was no talk of ascension.

Zhang Zhiwei didn't say anything more. He slapped Gong Qing on the head, killing him instantly.

After the matter was resolved, Zhang Zhiwei's spirit and energy instantly dropped by more than half, as if his spirit had dissipated.

Murong Ji sighed lightly, walked up to the old Taoist priest, and reached out to feel his pulse.

"How is it, I am still healthy, right?"

Murong Ji withdrew his fingers, his body was naturally healthy, but he looked like two different people. The Zhang Zhiwei in the past could still joke with Lu Jin, but now he looked lifeless.

"Of course he's healthy." After saying that, Murong Ji turned his head and looked at the ten bosses standing in a row in the distance. He suddenly shouted, "Zhang Zhiwei is already seriously injured! If we attack him together, he may not be able to kill all of us!"

Wang Ai sneered.

The corners of Lu Ci's mouth twitched involuntarily.

Mu You and Na Ruhu: "..."

Feng Zhenghao found it a little funny.

Zhang Zhiwei lowered his eyelids and glanced at him calmly, saying, "If you continue to tease me, I, the old man, will take you there first."

Lu Jin finally caught his breath, "Liar... Liar! Zhang Zhiwei! You old liar!"

That heart-wrenching roar startled everyone. It was hard to imagine that Lu Jin would actually break through.

A few people who knew the inside story stood aside and watched the joke. Back then in the Lu family compound, Zhang Zhiwei dealt with him with a slap in the face.

Today, it’s still a slap in the face.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you haven't made any progress." Lu Ci and Wang Ai stood together, and his ferocious face was full of smiles.

"Everyone, is it time to clean up the mess?" Director Su was standing aside, and his sudden reminder brought everyone back to their senses.

Only then did he notice that among the fourteen Quan Xing masters, several were killed on the spot, and several were seriously injured.

If we ignore it, half of them will be killed or injured, including Ding Shimaan and Tu Junfang.

"Mr. Murong, thank you for your help."

Murong Ji nodded, said nothing more, and walked towards Quan Xing's car.

Lu Jin regained his composure, but still looked at the old Taoist priest with some anger in his eyes. "Old Taoist priest, you have killed and made a fuss, isn't it time for you to go back with us?"

Zhang Zhiwei nodded and said, "Let's go."

After getting into the car with Lu Jin, the old Taoist priest remained silent and closed his eyes to rest.

Lu Jin wanted to ask in private, but seeing Zhang Zhiwei's expression, he didn't know how to start the conversation.

I could only sigh helplessly and asked, "Is there anything else you need to do? I'll help you."

Zhang Zhiwei shook his head and remained silent.

Lu Jin said calmly: "Let's drive."

"Wait a minute, Murong boy."

Lu Jin was startled, looked at Zhao Huanjin beside him, then retracted his gaze and said in a deep voice: "Ask Murong Ji to get in this car."

He knew a lot, and he could always guess something by half guessing. He was sure that if he knew those things, Zhang Zhiwei would kill him.

After Murong Ji stabilized the injuries of everyone in Quan Xing, he turned around and left.

After getting into the car with the Lu family, he glanced at Zhang Zhiwei without saying a word.

During the several hours on the way back to the capital, there was an inexplicable sense of depression in the car.

The car drove into the Fifth Ring Road. The old Taoist priest looked out the window and said calmly, "Old Lu, we have been friends for decades. I want to ask you a favor..."

Lu Jin was smart enough to make the old Taoist priest ask for help. This must be a big deal. After a long silence, he said, "If you say so, and it doesn't violate the principles, I will definitely do it."

Zhang Zhiwei sighed and thought for a long time before saying, "Forget it, I am just an old man who is nosy..."

Lu Jin's face darkened. What does this mean? ! !
After thinking about it, now is not the time to be angry. There are more important things waiting for them, the life and death of the old master. Does the company have the strength to kill the old master?

If he really wanted to kill him, he could have been killed by mobilizing the army, but... that would have caused chaos in the world.

Based on his understanding of Zhang Zhiwei, if the company really executed him, he would be willing to die.

In an instant, Lu Jin knew what the old master meant. Once Zhang Zhiwei died, the disciples on Longhu Mountain would definitely cause trouble...

"I promise you... Zhang Zhiwei... I promise you..."

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became sad, and the atmosphere became depressing again.

Murong Ji lowered his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "Old Heavenly Master, are you making arrangements for your funeral? Is there anything you want to tell me?"

The old Taoist priest closed his eyes and did not speak, and Murong Ji did not ask any more questions.

After entering the Nadutong headquarters, Murong Ji wanted to leave, but was blocked by a group of people. These people were not strong, so it would be easy for him to break out by force.

If that happens, the nature of the situation will change.

Murong Ji thought about it, turned around and followed Zhang Zhiwei until they arrived at the office.

Zhao Fangxu received them personally. The other directors and the Ten Bosses all sat down, ready to listen to Zhang Zhiwei's reasons.

"Old Heavenly Master! Oh, the Old Heavenly Master is here, it's really..." Zhao Fangxu took a few quick steps, wanting to flatter him and exchange compliments, but he was deeply interrupted by the suffocating atmosphere.

He glanced at Director Su standing beside him, then retracted his gaze and invited Zhang Zhiwei into the office to sit down.

He personally poured him a glass of water and said, "Old Heavenly Master, what made you go down the mountain and kill so many people? Is it just to avenge Elder Tian?"

In the next few hours, no matter how Zhao Fangxu asked, Zhang Zhiwei remained silent and only said one sentence: he accepted all the punishments imposed on him by the company.

Just this one sentence instantly silenced Zhao Fangxu. Everyone in this office knew the meaning of this sentence.

The Taoist Tiantong of the Tianshi Temple in Longhu Mountain is very strict and said that anything can be done, including death.

Zhao Fangxu pushed his glasses and asked in a deep voice: "Old Master, it's not that serious." Then he waved his hand, and several directors walked out the door, taking the Ten Boss with them.

"Have a good rest. There is a bed inside. We'll talk when you wake up."

Then he looked at Murong Ji, wanted to say something, but stopped, turned around and walked out.

Suddenly, there were only three people left in the room.

"Master, can you wash up first?"

Zhang Zhiwei took a deep breath and then exhaled, "Murong boy, you have nothing to do here. Go and deal with your own mess."

Murong Ji nodded, and with a flip of his left hand, a pill appeared in his hand. "Spirit tranquilizing pill, sleep better."

Zhang Zhiwei didn't refuse, he swallowed it in one gulp, and then went inside to wash up. It had been a hard month since he came down the mountain.

Murong Ji was stunned when he came out of the office. Zhao Fangxu was standing at the door, smoking a cigarette with a serious look on his face.

"Director Zhao, are you waiting for me?"

Zhao Fangxu nodded, stubbed out his cigarette, and threw it into the trash can. "Come with me."

Murong Ji followed Zhao Fangxu into another office. The other five directors of the company were all there.

"Director Zhao, this is a meeting of the company's top management. It's inappropriate for me to interfere."

"Brother Murong, I won't say much." Zhao Fangxu seemed to be afraid that he would leave, so he grabbed his arm and pulled him into the office.

After Murong Ji sat down, Zhao Fangxu sat at the head seat and said slowly: "Director Su, tell me the situation."

Director Su slowly described the situation at that time and everyone’s reactions.

It didn't take long. In fact, there wasn't much content from beginning to end. Director Su paused, picked up the water cup in front of him, and said slowly: "One palm, just one palm."

"There are only a few people in this world who can defeat Lu Jin. But if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never believe that Lu Jin couldn't stand up after being hit by a palm strike."

After Mr. Su finished speaking, he stopped talking.

Zhao Fangxu pushed his glasses, turned to look at Murong Ji, and asked, "Brother Murong, I wonder if you..."

Murong Ji shook his head. "I don't know why the old master did that, but I think it has something to do with the Eight Wonders."

"Take the Tongtian Talisman for example. The key point is not the talisman, but its ability to reach the sky." Murong Ji knew very well what he could say and what he could not say.

Gong Qing only knew the method of "communication", or the secret of ascension, but he didn't know much about the most crucial part.

"Whether it's the talisman or the alchemy cauldron, they are both a means to reach the sky. The most important thing about the Tongtian talisman is this method to reach the sky. In other words, the most important thing about the Eight Wonders is this method to reach the sky."

Murong Ji's words also made several directors have some speculations. They did not interrupt and continued to listen to Murong Ji.

"The secrets and methods of the Yunji Qiqian record that 'A talisman is the spiritual text of the three lights and the faith of innocence.' The three lights here are the sun, the moon, and the stars, and innocence refers to the ancient immortal Tianzhen Huangren."

(End of this chapter)