Chapter 510: The Eight Wonderful Skills, are there really flaws?!
Murong Ji looked at Tang Miaoxing's condition carefully. In this state, after making sure that there was no problem, he had time to deal with other things.

Turning around, Zhang Wang had already rushed over. Murong Ji slapped out with his palm, the Great Compassion Palm, and directly knocked Zhang Wang flying backwards.

With a thud, he fell to the ground. Zhang Wang vomited a mouthful of blood, covered his chest and gasped slowly.

In an instant, the disciples of both the inner and outer sects of the Tang Clan were on alert. As long as Zhang Wang gave the order, they would rush forward and kill Murong Ji at all costs!
"Brother Murong! Everyone from the Tang Clan! Stop it. We can discuss it if you have anything to say! We can discuss it!" Zhang Chulan hurriedly stood between the two groups of people, constantly comforting both sides.

"Brother Murong, didn't you discuss this with Director Zhao?"

"Everyone from the Tang Sect, maybe there is some misunderstanding here? Just talk it out, it will be fine."

Zhang Chulan tried to appease them, but the Tang Sect members refused to listen. "Zhang Chulan! I've been displeased with you for a long time! Are you sure you want to intervene now?"

"Ma Long!" Tang Miaoxing's voice was a little heavy. He had just struggled on the verge of death. Now that he could cultivate Dan Shi, he was a little scared.

"Old headmaster..."

"I'm fine. The Danxi Xiu was successful. Fortunately."

After the words fell, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhang Wang was completely relieved. Then he heard Tang Miaoxing say: "This is my first time to cultivate Danxi, so I still need to retreat well."

"From now on, their new sect leader, Tang Xin, will lead you to witness the birth of the new Tang Sect!"

Murong Ji turned to look at Tang Miaoxing with an inexplicable expression, "Master Tang, I hope there won't be any disturbances in our agreement."

Tang Miaoxing said calmly: "No, our Tang Sect will be quiet and adjust for a period of time, and when it comes out again, it will be full of vitality."

Murong Ji raised his head with a calm expression from beginning to end, "Oh? Are you so confident in him?"

"Whether he is the Thirty-Six Thieves or the criminal Xu Xin, it is undeniable that he is a genius." Tang Miaoxing said with emotion.

Murong Ji nodded, "It's up to you. Just don't change my affairs and tasks. As for the rest, you can do whatever you want."

As he spoke, Murong Ji walked out of the cave, and heard Tang Miaoxing's voice: "Tu Junfang, how long will it take you to deal with the three corpses of my disciples?"

"One day is enough to teach them. If you want to completely control them, it will take longer. If you don't mind, I plan to show them how to do it. If they are slow, they can learn it in a week."

"Okay, just one week. In one week, the new head of my Tang Sect will take office. Please come and watch the ceremony."

"Inner and outer sect disciples present, send the guests to the campus and make arrangements."

Murong Ji looked back slightly, but ignored it and continued to walk outside. Behind him were the Lu brothers and sisters and Zhang Chulan and others.

On the other side, there were Ding Shimaan and others.

All of them were surrounded by inner and outer disciples of the Tang Sect.

"You are here too, Lu Liang..."

Zhang Chulan called out softly, and this call also attracted Murong Ji's attention.

"Oh, what a coincidence, Zhang Chulan!"

"You bastard are not dead yet."

"Oh, don't be so petty. I was just a minor actor at the beginning."

"You will get your comeuppance sooner or later!"

As soon as Zhang Chulan finished speaking, Lu Liang's expression changed. His expression was a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange about it.

Murong Ji watched their "performance" with a half-smile. It couldn't be called a performance, because Zhang Chulan was acting but Lu Liang was not.

"Whatever you have done to others, you will suffer! I am not in a hurry, I am just waiting...waiting for the day when you will receive retribution!"

"cut!"

Lu Liang didn't say anything else, but his eyes changed completely, becoming a little confused, yet a little clear.

Murong Ji retracted his gaze and suddenly said, "The Double Full Hands do have flaws. You haven't practiced the Double Full Hands to perfection, so the flaws haven't shown up yet. To be precise, all the Eight Wonders have flaws."

Lu Liang's heart skipped a beat, and his face turned pale. "Is this true? This is my Lu family's soul-clarifying technique! It's not some... uh..."

Before he finished speaking, two handprints, one blue and one red, appeared on Murong Ji's hands. They were exactly the same as Lu Liang's!
"How...how...possible!"

Zhang Chulan's heart was also beating fast. Looking at Lu Liang's expression, he couldn't describe the feeling in his heart. He believed in Murong Ji's words without a doubt.

Still unwilling to give up, he asked, "Brother Murong, do you really have flaws in the Eight Great Skills?"

"Well, otherwise, what has Qu Tong been busy with these years? She wants to perfect her Shuangquan Hands and solve the problems that arise in her body."

There was a moment of silence, and everyone looked at Lu Liang with a different look. If this news got out... the Lu family couldn't save him!

"Murong Ji! What are you thinking? I... I have never offended you!" Lu Liang was really panicking. His soul-clearing technique was the Double Hand. If this were to be spread out, not only would he be blamed, but the Lu family as well...

Murong Ji glanced at Lu Liang indifferently and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

"Hehe." Xia Liuqing smiled, "Hey, that little rabbit, did you see that? This guy is the real villain. In order to share the pressure for himself and his wife, he has no psychological pressure to sell out others."

"It's just a thought. He doesn't bother to pay attention to you because you can't bring him anything. Did you see his eyes? That's murderous intent, invisible murderous intent. No matter how hard he tries to hide it, he can't cover it up."

"True murderous intent doesn't need to be deliberately displayed. Standing in front of him, you will feel that your strength is three points weaker."

"Compare the look in Xiao Ding'er's eyes with that of Murong, and you'll understand. Murong is definitely a man who has killed countless people... otherwise he wouldn't be able to cultivate such pure murderous aura."

As soon as the words fell, countless people were looking at the two of them, and Ding Shimaan was also observing.

Murong Ji smacked his lips, somewhat displeased, "You're so talkative."

"Hey! I'm just giving these little bastards some knowledge so that they won't run into a tough guy like you in the future and end up losing their lives in vain."

Murong Ji looked at Xia Liuqing deeply. This old guy had extraordinary knowledge and was truly a very suitable instructor. It was not an exaggeration to call him a famous teacher.

"Uncle Master! You...you really..." Zhang Lingyu's face was not very good, but he wanted an answer. If the master really made a mistake...

Murong Ji glanced at Zhang Lingyu and said, "Secret method, to cultivate sword energy. For a sword cultivator from the Jindan School, it's not too much for me to condense the killing intent."

Everyone then breathed a sigh of relief. They had never seen anything like killing thousands of people or cultivating murderous aura. If Murong Ji really killed a lot of people, they would also feel a lot of pressure.

After entering the dormitory building, Murong Ji waved to a few people and went straight into the dormitory where he lived.

After a simple wash, Murong Ji sat on the bed. He had his own time and space, but he was thinking about Dan Shi.

The sky gradually brightened. Murong Ji took a look at the sky outside, said no more, and turned over to sleep.

When he woke up, it was already afternoon. Murong Ji went to the cafeteria to eat something and then walked towards the playground.

There were naturally not many people around under the scorching sun. Murong Ji stretched lazily, and after walking for a while he felt very sunburned.

I found a shady place to stay for a while and reported to Zhao Fangxu about the progress and the trouble of getting them out.

As soon as he hung up the phone, Qu Tong called again. The two chatted a lot. Murong Ji talked to her about the Tang Sect. An hour passed in this conversation.

"Husband, do you think we can really fish out those thirty-six thieves who survived those years?"

Murong Ji was silent for a moment, then said: "I don't know either."

Looking at Zhang Chulan walking towards him from a distance, Murong Ji said something to Qu Tong and hung up the phone.

"Brother Murong, I have some ice cream in my dormitory. The weather is hot, why don't you go and get some cool off?"

Murong Ji watched Zhang Chulan walk up to him without saying a word. He knew what these people wanted from him.

"Hey, Brother Murong, I went to your dormitory and waited for a long time, but you didn't come back..."

Murong Ji stood up, put away his phone, and then followed Zhang Chulan to the dormitory.

"Brother Murong, you said that the Eight Great Skills all have flaws... then... do you know what the flaws are?" Zhang Chulan seemed to be asking casually, but from his expression you could tell that he was not at ease.

"Heh, are you trying to find out what I mean? Zhang Chulan, what's going on between you and Lu Liang? Why are you using a secret code? Let me think, what is the secret code? Retribution! And another one..."

Zhang Chulan was shocked, his face turned ugly instantly, and he took a deep breath, "Brother Murong is amazing, I have worked with Lu Liang before to get some information about Quan Xing..."

"We kept in touch afterwards... However, when the Lu family arrested someone not long ago, he contacted me and said he wanted to meet me, so we..."

Murong Ji nodded, "When it comes to Shuangquan Hands or other secrets, we must be more cautious."

"You've seen Danxi, right? To master Danxi, one must pay the price of one's life. What do you think is the strangest thing about the Eight Wonders?"

Zhang Chulan was shocked. "You mean, the effect of the Eight Wonders is too amazing, and the conditions for practicing it are too relaxed..."

Murong Ji nodded, "Things in this world are like a drink or a bite. If you want to get something, you have to pay something. The red hand of Shuangquanshou can change the body structure at will, promote growth, and even give birth asexually."

"The Blue Hand can modify and delete memories, modify the subconscious, and so on. So guess what it uses to power such a powerful effect? ​​How does it convert energy?"

Zhang Chulan was silent for a moment, then looked up and saw that there was still some time left, so he asked, "Brother Murong, where is the spirit-binding general?"

Murong Ji narrowed his pupils slightly and remained silent for a moment, as if he was organizing his words.

(End of this chapter)