Chapter 507 Ding Shian's Methods (Additional Update) Please vote, my friends

Lu Linglong was startled, "Oh! Isn't this Dan Shi?!"

"Yes, it's Dan Shi. There is another kind, which is the original Gu poison, which can achieve the same effect." Murong Ji was silent for a moment, but he thought in his heart that with Chen Duo's Gu poison, even the old Taoist priest would have to kneel down.

He had studied the working principles of Chen Duo's body. The original Gu poison had an obvious shortcoming, which was that it did not have the penetrating power of Dan Shi.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji looked back. Dan Shi was actually a threshold, just like the thunder method on Longhu Mountain. Only after learning the thunder method would one be qualified to inherit the Heavenly Master's degree.

Only by returning to Danshi will one be qualified to inherit the things of the Tang Sect.

"Rumor has it that the Tang Sect used to be a clan-based inheritance and only started accepting outsiders a few hundred years ago. But that's how the Tang Sect grew stronger," Lu Lin said.

Lu Linglong at the side suddenly chimed in, thinking for a moment: "Why does it feel so far-fetched? It seems like I have no choice but to accept an outsider..."

Murong Ji was stunned, and some thoughts came to his mind. The inheritance of the Tang Clan had been broken! The Tang family had completely lost their things. Out of desperation, the Tang family at that time began to accept outsiders in order to get their things back.

Unfortunately... it wasn't until Xu Xin and Dong Chang went to Wu Gensheng's appointment... that there was hope of finding it back, so the two of them tried it... which led to Xu Xin's subsequent secret life and autism.

He was waiting, waiting for the young man who had learned the Dan-devouring to appear...

Murong Ji came back to his senses, looked at the sky, and said softly: "You two, go follow Zhang Chulan?"

The Lu siblings were suddenly startled and turned to look at Murong Ji.

"Whether you want to join him in the trouble or just stand by and watch, or follow the Tang Sect to capture them, it's up to you. I won't interfere."

Lu Linglong suddenly asked: "Master, is this a new round of test?"

Murong Ji suddenly smiled, "Yes, there is no answer. You can do whatever you want. As long as you are satisfied, I don't need to be satisfied."

"Why does it feel a bit like Quan Xing?" Lu Linglong scratched her head in distress.

"It means to be wholehearted. Not to pluck a hair, not to lose a hair. It is indeed a very noble state. However, I want you to act according to your nature, to indulge your nature, not your desires."

"Of course, if you are born evil, it doesn't matter. It's just a little more troublesome to clean up the mess."

Lu Linglong nodded, lowered her head and said no more.

Murong Ji's eyes were on the two siblings. Most of the questions were raised by Lu Linglong, but Lu Lin was the one who did what she said.

I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed... and sighed secretly. When I compared the two siblings, it was obvious who was better.

"Master, have you reached an agreement with the Tang Sect? Is it similar to the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain? Give us a platform to compete?"

This time, Murong Ji did not answer Lu Linglong's question, but instead warned, "Don't kill anyone."

Watching the two people going down the mountain, Murong Ji put his hands behind his back and thought quietly. Who could tell that his past self and his present self were two different people?
Judging from their character alone, they are fundamentally different.

He is the pretentious Murong Ji in the Murong family, the useless Murong Ji in the martial arts world, the Taoist master, the founding emperor, and the lustful tyrant...

He was very good at seeking immortality, taking in disciples and preaching, educating children and passing on the family tradition, etc.

The figures of the Lu family brothers and sisters gradually disappeared from sight, and Murong Ji regained his consciousness, "Zhang Chulan, do you dare to do that Quan Xing?!"

Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism have always had strict rules and regulations, but what they have restricted is always behavior, never people's thoughts.

It is nothing more than the coverage of cognition. All kinds of thoughts and ideas have overwhelmed the original short-sighted cognition.

The sky grew darker.

After dinner, Murong Ji wandered around the old campus of Tang Sect as if he was taking a stroll.

He glanced at the surrounding woods, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said nothing. Time passed little by little, and Murong Ji suddenly smiled, tapped his feet lightly, leaped onto a tree, and disappeared into the treetops.

With his ghost eyes, Zhang Chulan had already started to act.

Find out how many people from Quan Xing have come, as well as the manpower of various places in the Tang Sect, and make sure that they will not be missed by me. If something really happens, I will not be able to take care of them...

It really took a lot of time.

Murong Ji felt helpless, "I am destined to be a nanny!" Just as he was planning to take a break, he suddenly saw that three or five people who were being monitored by the Ghost Eye suddenly fell down.

There was no sign at all, and even the enemy was not in sight. Murong Ji frowned slightly, looked at the direction and location, and rushed over directly.

He landed gently in the tree canopy and glanced at the five people lying on the ground. They were all still alive.

When they got closer, they saw that what knocked them down was a very thin silver needle, which, after being inserted into the acupuncture points, temporarily restrained their Qi.

I have to say that this technique is really amazing. Not only is the attack position accurate, but the force is also controlled extremely cleverly, and the depth of the needle insertion is almost consistent.

Each one is just right, so as not to hurt them and make it easy to remove the needle.

[Is Ding Shima safe?] Murong Ji could only think of him. This time, it was the first time he fought against one of the two heroes, right?

Just when Murong Ji was thinking about finding the person, footsteps were heard on the mountain road again.

Turning around, Zhang Wang and seven other men were running over. The best of them first checked the man lying on the ground. After making sure that his life was not in danger, they began to analyze the man who had done the attack.

There was a chaotic sound of breaking through the air, and eight people including Zhang Wang quickly retreated and landed in a safe place.

It was also through this attack that Murong Ji accurately found Ding Shimaan's location.

Controlling the mosquito and fly to explore in that direction, within a moment, Murong Ji saw the appearance of Ding Shimaan himself.

He was a tall man with a crew cut, a calm face, dark skin, and a light blue-gray sportswear.

"The Tang Sect really has a weapon refiner. Remember... don't love my business." Ding Shimaan's voice came over, but Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I understand. We are just here to make some extra fuss."

Ding Shian's voice was very calm, "If I really can't do it, you have to take action."

"Hehe, you've lost your cool, Brother Ding."

……

Listening to the conversations that were constantly transmitted by mosquitoes and flies, Murong Ji looked up and thought, "This person is quite interesting!"

While Quan Xing and the other two were talking, the Tang Clan's men had already found their hiding place.

Zhang Wang held the Guan Yuan in his hand and turned to look in the direction of Murong Ji.

"Mr. Murong, do you want to get involved in this mess too?"

Murong Ji rolled his eyes and directly retorted: "Are you stupid?"

Zhang Wang: “…”

This is not the time to argue with Murong Ji, as several people from the Tang Clan have already started fighting with the enemy.

After Ding Shimaan and the man had a duel, both of them fell to the ground. Behind him, a giant green poisonous python suddenly appeared.

Ding Shimaan seemed to have anticipated this, and with a backhand palm, he directly dispersed the poisonous giant python.

Murong Ji's pupils shrank. He had met Na Ru Hu several times and had also seen Chai Yan. At that time, he felt that he was the kind of person who could defeat ten people with his strength.

It should be noted that the one who can defeat skill with force is not a reckless person, he just does not pay attention to the details of the technique.

The basic elements of combat power, such as reaction, speed, strength, etc., are exactly the same, except that the strength is more prominent.

Ding Shimaan is just the opposite of Na Ruhu, and his achievements in skills are quite outstanding!
[Splitting Palm!] It was quite extraordinary that this palm technique could be used to this extent. Even if Murong Ji used this body, it might not be much better.

In a short period of time, Ding Shimaan had already fought hundreds of rounds with Tang Clan's masters.

The most eye-catching thing is that there are no fancy techniques or moves. Every move is very ordinary and anyone who has practiced it can understand it.

Murong Ji was somewhat moved. This was a true genius!

There is no Six Meridians Divine Sword! There is no Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms! There is no North Sea Divine Art, Tianshan Six Yang Palm, Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand, etc.

These are the most basic and simple actions!

"Ha! That's awesome! I should practice my skills again!" Murong Ji's face was solemn. This Ding Shimaan was much stronger than Murong Ji!
"It turns out that I really have to fight monsters like these to grow!!"

Murong Ji put his hands in his pockets and took a deep breath. He had met many good players since he came to this world, but this was the first time that Ding Shimaan gave him a feeling of refreshing his cognition.

The skill can reach this level.

Walking to Zhang Wang's side, Murong Ji glanced at the four people who were fighting, as well as the two Tang Sect disciples who were raiding the battlefield nearby.

He murmured, "Forget it. Even if you are combined, you are no match for Ding Shiman. Why waste time? By the time you enter Tang Tomb, Tang Miaoxing will be dead."

Zhang Wang's face changed instantly. How could he not see that Ding Shi'an had held back? Without waiting for him to speak, Ding Shi'an used the Earth-Walking Immortal to dive into the ground again, waiting for the opportunity.

Zhang Wang's face changed. He took a deep breath and stepped forward. "Ding Shiman! Come out! I have something to say!"

After a few breaths, Ding Shimaan slowly stuck out half of his head, observed the environment, and after making sure it was safe, he jumped completely onto the ground.

After standing still, he glanced sideways at the Tang Clan members who were surrounding him.

Zhang Wang tilted his head slightly and asked gloomily, "Why did you show mercy?"

Ding Shimaan glanced at the reactions of the people around him, feeling indignant, understanding, atmosphere, astonishment... and finally his eyes fell on Murong Ji.

After retracting his gaze, he said, "Why? Trespassing in the mountains without permission is an offense, and it also hurts people. Do you think I am one of those people?"

"I can't do anything about it if I'm not here. If I'm here, the people who come with me can't hurt anyone at will..."

Murong Ji glanced at Ding Shiman and thought that he was hinting at something because his attention was always on him.

(End of this chapter)