Chapter 473 Heading to Tongtian Valley

If Qu Tong inherited Duanmu Ying's innate Qi, then...is she Qu Tong or Duanmu Ying?
Murong Ji glanced at the photo on the table, a family portrait, and his cheap mother-in-law, most likely Qu Tong's daughter.

[Because the one who survived in the Lu family was...Duanmu Ying's backup? ]

I couldn't figure it out for a while, so I could only ask old man Lu Ci about these things. Did Duanmu Ying die during childbirth, or was she killed by them?

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji fixed his gaze on the abandoned self-cultivation furnace core and asked, "Do you still plan to ask Ma Xianhong to perfect the self-cultivation furnace?"

Qu Tong was startled, and then she came to her senses and said, "Repair it. After all... I'm pretty useless... I'm afraid..."

Murong Ji nodded, took out some materials, placed them one by one on the coffee table, then took out paper and pen, and began to conceive the fusion of the 'Qi Heng Palace' and the Shuang Quan Hand formation in his mind.

Murong Ji stretched lazily, and after finishing the design, he began to select materials and refine the core.

The refining process is very fast. Making a magical weapon of this level is not that difficult, except that it consumes too much internal energy.

After lowering the temperature of the core, Murong Ji directly threw the core into Qu Tong's arms. It was half the size of its original size.

Then he began to draw the formation diagram. The self-cultivation furnace could not achieve the level of sudden enlightenment, but it could reduce the time of cultivation and improve the effect of cultivation.

Murong Ji folded the formation diagram and placed it in front of Qu Tong. Then he stood up, tidied the table, and was about to walk out the door when Qu Tong suddenly said, "We can't leave tomorrow."

"Honey, we're being watched. Someone just called and said someone was following my parents..."

Murong Ji's face froze, and then gradually darkened. "Send Beibei over. I want to see if they dare to fight me."

Qu Tong became anxious instantly, stood up suddenly, and threw the pillow in her hand out. "Murong Ji! Do you know what you are talking about! They are my parents! They are my daughter! You...you!"

"Then what do you say we should do? You mobilize people to protect them? In the country, can your foundation be stronger than the four major families?"

Murong Ji picked up the pillow and said, "To deal with these bastards, you have to be more ruthless than them. If they dare to reach out, chop off half of their body. Only then will they behave themselves."

"What if they really want to fight you to the death?!"

Murong Ji's eyes flashed with coldness. "Then send their entire clan away together and kill them all first. As for the others... Ha! If they can't survive anymore, why would they care about the future?!"

Murong Ji took out his cell phone and dialed a number, "Hello, Mr. Wang, long time no see..."

Qu Tong looked at Murong Ji's back, thought for a while, picked up the phone, and called her secretary and parents back.

After the two of them had dealt with the relationships everywhere, Murong Ji contacted Hei Guan'er and Xiao Zizai again. If anything went wrong, he could ask them for help.

Suddenly, a whistle sounded outside. Murong Ji and Qu Tong came to their senses instantly and looked at each other. Who else in this world would come to see them?
Although the company has decided on the measures to be taken against them, no announcement has been made yet. Aren't they afraid of being involved in scandals?
Murong Ji walked to the door and saw the car parked at the entrance of their yard. He didn't recognize the person. Before he could think about it, a man got out of the car. It was Lu Ci!
Murong Ji's pupils suddenly shrank and he was slightly shocked. What the hell was this?

He opened the door and let Lu Ci in, then Murong Ji walked out. After all, he was one of the Ten Lords, so he had to give him some face.

The two men met and looked at each other in the yard without saying much. Murong Ji gestured with his hand, inviting them to come in, and after they sat down, he poured them a glass of water.

"Mr. Lu, are you here to see me?"

Lu Ci turned to look at Qu Tong, his old eyes were extremely sharp, "I want to ask something."

Murong Ji looked at him with a half-smile, then leaned back, "If you ask, we will tell you everything we know."

Lu Ci was not polite either. He directly picked up the teacup and took a sip. Then he continued to stare at Qu Tong, "President Qu, I want to ask, where did you learn these two hands?"

Qu Tong's pupils shrank, and her eyes gradually became sharper. Just as she was about to speak, she heard Murong Ji say, "Where did you learn it from? Does it have anything to do with you?"

Lu Ci paused, unable to vent his anger. If it were anyone else, he would have taken action long ago, but he couldn't do anything to the man in front of him.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to swallow it. "My family's unique martial arts is indeed related to the Shuangquan Hands. But we want to..."

Murong Ji didn't believe a word of what he said. Who is Lu Ci? The Lu family, one of the four major families, is notoriously difficult to deal with.

"I heard that Duanmu Ying died in your Lu family? Is that the only relationship?"

There was silence in the room for a moment.

Murong Ji's words were very impolite and he didn't give any face at all.

"How did you know?"

"It's just a guess. Do I need to think about it? What is the Soul-Clearing Technique? But others can do it." Murong Ji pointed at Qu Tong, and then a blue halo burst out from his left hand.

"Don't you seem redundant in front of us?"

Lu Ci's face was a little gloomy, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do. Murong Ji's youth and strength frightened him.

Be tough with him?

Stop it, he really dares to fight you to the death, look at the Sun family, they killed all their direct descendants...

"Master Lu, do you have any questions?"

Lu Ci exhaled deeply, and instantly relaxed. He had a way to deal with anyone, even Zhang Zhiwei, but now, he was a little unsure about Murong Ji's words. "Who are you to Duanmu Ying?"

This time, Murong Ji did not interrupt again. He also wanted to know the relationship between Qu Tong and Duanmu Ying.

"I don't know any Duanmu Ying."

Lu Ci sighed and said, "You should be her descendant." Then he looked at Qu Tong and estimated her age, and said slowly, "Based on your age, you should be her granddaughter."

Murong Ji had expected this answer a long time ago. When he saw Wang Zizhong's soul on Mount Longhu, he found that it looked somewhat similar to Qu Tong.

The three of them fell into silence again.

Murong Ji thought for a moment, then asked, "How did you catch Duanmu Ying back then?"

Lu Ci was startled, as if he had come back to his senses from his memories, but he said nothing. Instead, he said, "Let's form an alliance. I will use the prestige and connections of my Lu family to protect you, just like the Wang family protected the Feng family..."

Murong Ji's pupils shrank, and he glanced at Qu Tong. Seeing that she had no objection, he said, "Okay, I have no objection."

The few of them discussed some specific matters of cooperation before seeing Lu Ci off.

The couple stood at the door, watching Lu Ci's car gradually go away. Qu Tong suddenly asked, "Husband, do you... believe him?"

Murong Ji nodded, "He had no choice. The third generation of the Lu family has no one who can establish a family, and the promising Lu Liang was just captured by them."

"Soon, the younger generation of the Lu family will come to work with you."

Qu Tong was startled, somewhat surprised. It was not easy for Lu Ci to achieve this. Thinking of the younger generation of the Lu family... [Humph! Let's settle the new and old grudges together!]

Just as the thought came to an end, Murong Ji said, "Young people of the Lu family, please stop making any moves. Lu Ci is experienced and can spot the problem at a glance."

Murong Ji turned around and walked towards the house, saying slowly: "If you can do it, then make a copy of your consciousness and cognition and store it. Once you feel that you are not normal, reset it immediately."

Qu Tong was a little stunned, then she realized that among the younger generation of the Lu family, there would inevitably be a master of soul-clearing techniques, and it would be bad if they were tricked.

"I know that this method can indeed defend against the Lu family."

The next morning, Murong Ji and Qu Tong boarded a plane to Qinling Mountains and drove into the mountain road. They drove until they reached a place where the car could not go any further, then they gave up the car and hiked up the mountain.

Qu Tong led the way all the way.

In fact, if Murong Ji spent some time and followed the aura of the mountain, he could find the location of Tongtian Valley, but in that case, it would take too long.

He can't afford to wait, nor can he afford to waste time.

Going further ahead, there is an uninhabited area in the deep mountains and old forests. Murong Ji looked up and saw that the jungle was a bit stuffy and the smell of rotting leaves was not pleasant.

I looked down at my phone and saw that apart from being able to display the time, there was almost no signal, so I could only make a satellite call.

Qu Tong brought one.

Suddenly, a smiling face appeared on the phone. Murong Ji was startled. It was Gao Erzhuang.

"Are you free? What are you following me for?"

Murong Ji's words were a little abrupt, which made Qu Tong a little confused. Looking at Murong Ji's gradually furrowed brows, she understood what he was thinking.

A voice suddenly came from the phone, "I have a mission! I don't want to spy on you like a pervert."

Murong Ji's mouth twitched and he turned off his phone.

After a while, the phone turned on automatically. I wanted to remove the battery, but found that I couldn't do it.

"Mr. Murong, I can also control WeChat and phone calls."

Murong Ji and Qu Tong looked at each other and said nothing more. Just follow them, so that Zhao Fangxu can feel more at ease.

After resting for a while, he walked forward again.

We walked on mountain roads for several hours, and it would be hard even for a strong man.

Murong Ji looked at Qu Tong who was almost exhausted and said, "Your body is really weak."

Qu Tong was furious and shouted, "It's you! It's you!"

Murong Ji sneered. It was obviously his fault that he was both incompetent and playful, so why was he blaming him?

After getting a good rest, Murong Ji helped Qu Tong up, and the two continued to walk towards the mountains. After passing the valley ahead, the space between the trees became much larger.

Looking around, Murong Ji let out a long breath, "We're here."

(End of this chapter)