Chapter 512 Am I right in my guess?

"Well, go ahead and do your work. Sorry for the hassle."

"No trouble, no trouble."

On the other side, Lu Ci looked at the video in his hand in silence. After a long time, he asked, "Lü Liang went to Tang Sect..."

"Yes, father. He is with Ding Shimaan." A white-haired old man stood in front of Lu Ci and said respectfully.

Lu Ci's face was somewhat gloomy, and with the scars all over his face, he looked even more ferocious and fierce: "Have you arranged the personnel?"

"It's all arranged. As long as that evil creature leaves the Tang Sect, someone will follow him. Our people are in the open, while the people from the small inn and the Yaoxing Society are in the dark."

Lu Ci's expression looked better. "Well, Lu Gong is back? Let him come to see me."

"Yes. Father."

Wang family.

Wang Ai sat on the armchair, silently watching the video in his hand, his eyes gloomy, and a feeling of anger stuck in his heart, but he couldn't vent it.

It can't be sent out either.

Nowadays, most of the masters of their Wang family have been killed by Murong Ji, and the remaining ones can only barely protect the family.

There are many voices calling for war within the family, but... can we start a war?

Murong Ji now is just like Zhang Zhiwei back then! How to start a war? He had seen the surveillance footage of that day, and no matter how many good fighters there were, they couldn't get close to Murong Ji!
If the war really breaks out, will Qu Tong's overseas forces be just for show?
Nowadays, the whole world is eyeing them covetously, and there are countless jackals, tigers and leopards secretly eyeing the fat piece of meat of their Wang family!
Wang Ai has seen all kinds of storms.

With the Wang family's background, there should be no problem in getting through this disaster, but for some reason, he always felt uneasy in his heart, as if his family was on the verge of extinction, and he was so tormented that he couldn't sleep.

"This brat! His methods are so cruel!"

Tang Sect. Back Mountain.

Murong Ji slapped Ding Shiman away with his palm and signaled him to stop.

Ding Shimaan took the towel handed over by Lu Liang, wiped the sweat off his face, walked towards Murong Ji and said, "How did you practice? A few days ago, I was able to beat you by a few points with my exquisite moves."

"But now I can't even match your moves! Every time you reach the intended attack position before me, it's as if you've seen through me."

Murong Ji smiled without saying anything. In his eyes, Ding Shimaan was the real genius. If the two were to compete under the same conditions, he would definitely be the loser.

"My sexual power is stronger than yours. As for the rest, you and I are about the same."

"Sexual cultivation?" Ding Shiman pondered for a moment, "I know you are a Quanzhen Taoist priest. It is indeed good to cultivate both sex and life. My master has also told me about this before, but..."

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly and asked softly, "Master Bi Yuan?"

"Well, the master said that his level is not high enough and he doesn't have the method to practice sexual power." Then Ding Shimaan's gaze fell on Murong Ji. The meaning was self-evident. He wanted him to show him a way.

Murong Ji exhaled slowly, "Let's eat first?"

"to make."

While eating, Murong Ji noticed that the seats around him were almost all filled with people from Quan Xing. On his left, Xia Liuqing was licking Jin Feng'er.

On the right side, Tu Junfang was eating in silence. Opposite him were Ding Shiman and Lu Liang, who were always trying to get some information out of him.

"Ding Shiman, it's actually very easy to acquire sexual energy." Murong Ji pointed at Lv Liang beside him, "Among the Eight Wonders, there is a method for practicing sexual energy. They are called the Eight Wonders, but in fact they are eight paths to heaven."

"You pried open Lu Liang's mouth and got the double hand, didn't you get the sexual power?"

As soon as Murong Ji finished speaking, Ding Shiman put down his chopsticks and turned to look at Lu Liang.

This look frightened Lu Liang so much that he suddenly said, "Brother Ding, you...you are not serious, are you?"

Ding Shimaan rolled his eyes and said, "Stupid boy, he is trying to scare you. At our level, all the magical skills are useless. Only the simplest moves can work."

"The effects of the Eight Wonders are indeed powerful, but can they help us find our own path to heaven? The most hopeless was the Trinity Sect back then... Oh, forget it. The Eight Wonders are only icing on the cake for us."

"You may not understand, but Lao Na, I, and even this person in front of me are all stuck at the stage of returning to the innate state. We don't know how far we can go in the future."

"Even if we get the Eight Wonders, what can we do? Should we give up our own path and start over? It's fine if we don't get it, but if we do, it will be a headache and useless..."

Murong Ji chuckled, and Ding Shiman was sober, but his journey was not over yet. The next seven, eight, and nine high-level Yuqing levels would be a gradual process of reversing the innate.

This step was not easy in the Zhu Xian world. [Shangqing realm is the Xiantian realm, right?]

"Brother Ding, you are all masters of the same level, so why do you want him to show you the way?" Lu Liang looked at Murong Ji, feeling a little resentful. This guy put himself in the crosshairs of everyone. Really...

Ding Shimaan smiled and stopped talking. There were indeed people who were better than him, but they were only a few. If you went to visit them, why would they give you advice?
Murong Ji was different. He had asked Lao Na and Mu You to investigate him, and they came to only one conclusion: an alchemist! A weapon refiner!
Moreover, the knowledge involved is extremely broad, covering all schools and sects. If he can't show me a way, I can only go to the old Taoist priest.

[As the saying goes, there is no acquaintance without fighting. It should be possible to ask for advice.] "Ding Shiman, I can actually point out a way for you." Murong Ji watched Ding Shiman come back to his senses, and then continued: "Have you seen the stone forests of the Tang Sect?"

"All the Danshi diagrams put together are..."

"Mr. Murong!"

Murong Ji's tone paused and he turned to look. Xu Xin was in the lead, with Zhang Wang and Tang Miaoxing standing behind him on his left and right.

"Mr. Murong, have you finished eating? How about we talk?" Xu Xin's voice came over, a little tired.

Murong Ji turned to look at Ding Shimaan, and seeing his eyes, he knew that he understood what he meant, so he stood up and walked towards Xu Xin.

After leaving the cafeteria, several disciples of the Tang Sect began to surround Murong Ji. Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Xu Xin with some surprise.

He looked at Tang Miaoxing again. This old guy was destroying his bridge after crossing it!

After entering an empty classroom, Murong Ji walked in. The door behind him was suddenly closed with a click, and the front and back doors were locked.

Murong Ji looked through the small window and saw that Tang Miaoxing and Zhang Wang were each guarding a door, neither leaving out the front nor the back.

"What does this mean?"

Xu Xin ignored him and walked to the middle of the classroom and sat down. Murong Ji glanced at him and also walked over and sat opposite Xu Xin.

"Mr. Murong, I heard that you went to see the stone forest?"

"Yeah, I have nothing to do, so I'll go take a look and broaden my horizons."

"Well, it's good to broaden your horizons. But Mr. Murong, please don't spread the Tang Sect skills you learned to others."

Murong Ji nodded, "Don't worry, I'm not that free. I just thought Ding Shi'an was good, so I told him a way. He can't become a Dan Shi if he doesn't practice poison qi."

Xu Xin didn’t say anything. He couldn’t master Dan Shi, but he could master other things!
The founder of the Tang Sect was a woman, and until now the Tang Sect itself does not know who their ancestor was.

But in the ancient environment, how could a method created by a woman to reach the sky not be coveted by jackals, tigers and leopards?

She is not like the one from Shangqing Sect, who has a strong background. If she wants to preserve the inheritance, she can only increase the difficulty of inheritance and make those people retreat.

"Mr. Murong..."

Xu Xin raised his voice, as if he had something to say, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them. Murong Ji narrowed his eyes, this reaction was not right...

"Don't worry, I will guide the Tang Sect disciples I took away, teach them Danxi, and ensure their success."

Xu Xin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as he said "thank you", his body hunched over, and before he knew it, he was sweating all over.

Murong Ji's pupils shrank slightly, and he was a little surprised, "Is this a restriction?" What is he trying to say to him?
Xu Xin nodded.

After getting the confirmation, Murong Ji frowned. He didn't even notice that the restriction was in effect...

"It's hot at noon, Mr. Murong, remember to avoid the heat."

Murong Ji nodded, thinking that someone was chasing people away. He stood up and walked towards the door. After a few steps, he suddenly stopped. In an instant, he figured it out.

"Xu Xin, not long after you came back from attending Wu Gensheng's party for the first time, you already mastered Dan Shi, right? Not only you, but Dong Chang also mastered it, right?"

"At that time, you were trying to find a way to inherit the things above Dan Shi, the true heritage of the Tang Sect?"

"Later, you were discovered, and Dong Chang chose to give up his last chance to inherit and died calmly. In fact, it was because he gave you the chance to survive. I guessed correctly, right?"

Xu Xin suddenly realized something and thought of that night when the sect leader came to see them secretly and was stopped by Dong Chang when he was about to leave...

"What are you guessing? Haha, I will tell you everything tomorrow. Don't worry."

The tone of his voice was very impolite, almost a scolding.

Murong Ji didn't care, "Well, then I'll wait, Tang Xinmenzhang, see you tomorrow."

After leaving the classroom and heading to the dormitory, Murong Ji's face was a little gloomy. The Eight Wonders were the product of the second Tongtian Valley gathering.

At the first gathering, everyone asked about how to inherit the secret skills from the ancestors.

At the second gathering, the eight people asked about the master's secret technique. Wu Gensheng got nothing because he asked the wrong person.

Who was his ancestor? Most likely it was Wang Yangming.

No matter how many times they gather, Tian Xiaodie must die, because her unique magic skills are the foundation of their Taoism ancestors.

Murong Ji let out a long breath, "Zhuge Qing..."

These are all his guesses, and they need to be verified one by one, and the puzzles need to be solved bit by bit to see how big the cause and effect is!
(End of this chapter)