Chapter 60: Stratagem of Sword
"The rest are all used to buy precious medicinal herbs. The older the better."

After telling Mu Wanqing the location, Murong Ji let her go. In his heart, he had always been worried about one thing: whether losing his virginity now would affect his cultivation.

He was unsure and had to go see his uncle Shi Leyuan. In addition, his brows sank and he had some concerns in his mind.

If I get the Six Meridians Divine Sword, it will probably stir up a hornet's nest in the Tianlong Temple, and I will have to ask my senior masters in the sect to come forward to resolve the issue.

If Murong Bo... forget it!
Maybe by then, this old man will kill me. It is still more reliable to have Senior Brother Liu Guangyi and Uncle Shi Leyuan.

"Donor! Are you interested in playing a game of chess with me?"

Murong Ji came to his senses and saw Duan Yanqing and an old monk sitting outside.

He just took a look, thought about it carefully, took off his upper underwear, tore off a piece of white cloth from the back and split it in two.

He mobilized his inner strength and instantly inserted his five fingers into the stone. He grabbed a handful of stone powder and used his inner strength to break it into pieces. He glanced at the water in the house and directly drew the water over to soak the stone powder.

The stone powder kept floating and kneading in the air.

With a pointed move of his free hand, he lifted up one of the pieces of white cloth and made it float in the air.

Murong Ji closed his eyes and thought for a while. In the void, the lump of stone mud split in half and slowly turned into a piece of writing.

Murong Ji pushed out with his palm, and the transformed words instantly hit the cloth.

"bump!"

Some clearly visible words were printed vividly, while some were shaken into dust through the stone mud on the cloth.

Murong Ji grabbed the piece of cloth, put it aside, then lit up another one, following the previous method.

Two different letters were printed.

This was not just something Murong Ji thought of casually. There were many secret codes contained in it. As long as his senior brother Liu Guangyi and his uncle Shi Leyuan took a look, they would know that it was his own handwriting.

Murong Ji let out a long breath, folded the two letters, and handed them to Mu Wanqing, "When you get out, help me go to Chengtian Temple and find a monk named Shi Liaoyuan and give him this letter."

Just as he was about to continue, he suddenly remembered that Shi Leyuan might leave, so he added, "If he is no longer there, go to the government office and find a man named Qin Guan, give the letter to his wife and ask him to deliver it to Shi Leyuan."

After saying this, Murong Ji gave Mu Wanqing some time to digest it, and continued, "Please go to Tiantai Mountain and give this letter to Taoist Liu Guangyi."

After Mu Wanqing carefully put away the two letters, Murong Ji continued, "When the matter is done, take the remaining money and buy a yard in Gusu..."

Mu Wanqing nodded and asked cautiously: "Who are they to you?"

"Ah, haha, Liu Guangyi is my senior brother, and Shi Leyuan is my uncle, both of them are trustworthy people."

Mu Wanqing's eyes glowed secretly and she felt sweet in her heart. At this time, Murong Ji was no longer on guard.

Murong Ji took a look at the situation outside and saw that Duan Yanqing was concentrating on dealing with the high monk from Tianlong Temple.

Perfect timing
Murong Ji walked to the stone window opposite and slapped it with one palm, directly breaking the iron fence!
The palm of great compassion slammed towards the window, and the broken stones shattered and flew everywhere. The narrow window was expanded by Murong Ji to create a gap for people to pass through.

Murong Ji saw that Mu Wanqing was already fully dressed. He stretched out his hand and pulled her hips. Mu Wanqing used his strength to rush out.

"My dear, you..."

"Do not worry about me."

Watching Mu Wanqing's figure gradually disappear into the distance, Murong Ji walked to the window and looked at Duan Yanqing outside.

Duan Yanqing looked gloomy, and turned to look at Murong Ji. He heard the voice just now! "You didn't fail?!"

Murong Ji did not answer. He walked to the door and slapped it with his palm, directly breaking the iron door. After walking out, Murong Ji said, "Who told you that if you break Chunyang, you will definitely lose your power?"

"Taoism also emphasizes the harmony of yin and yang."

In fact, he himself didn't know what the Pure Yang Gong was like, but he could fool Duan Yanqing.

Murong Ji glanced over and saw Duan Yu leaning against the window watching the two people playing chess. Murong Ji walked to the door and was about to slap him.

Duan Yanqing immediately said: "Murong Ji, your body is still poisoned."

Murong Ji ignored him.

"bump!"

The iron door deformed instantly, but it hadn't opened completely yet. It took a lot more effort to break it in from the outside than from the inside.

Duan Yanqing was a little anxious and went forward to stop Murong Ji, but the old monk from Tianlong Temple exerted his strength instantly and directly restrained Duan Yanqing.

Murong Ji slammed his palm down for the second time, directly blasting the iron door open. He walked into the stone house and saw Zhu Danchen and others carrying Zhong Ling out of the cave.

Murong Ji's expression turned cold, "Everyone, I think it's better to forget it. Otherwise, you will shoot yourself in the foot."

Zhu Danchen's face froze, and he said nothing. He looked at Fu Sigui, but Fu Sigui was not so particular. "Mr. Murong, Zhong Wanchou has embarrassed Dali many times. This is just..."

Murong Ji shook his head and said nothing more. Duan Yu stepped forward and said, "Third Brother Fu, Fourth Brother Zhu, Sister Zhong Ling has helped me many times. Let's forget it."

Zhu Danchen laughed and clasped his fists towards Murong Ji, saying, "Okay, this time we brothers were not thoughtful enough. Thank you, brother Murong, for reminding us."

He carried Zhong Ling and walked into the cave. After Fu Sigui restored the floor, Murong Ji brought Duan Yu out.

Duan Yu took a deep breath, relaxed again, and smiled: "Brother Murong, thank you very much."

Murong Ji nodded, stood behind the old monk, and watched the old monk and Duan Yanqing stop their moves.

He glanced back and forth between Duan Yanqing and the old monk, and instantly realized that the old monk from Tianlong Temple was inferior to Duan Yanqing.

But it didn't matter. Murong Ji pulled Duan Yu and walked straight down the stairs.

"stop!"

Duan Yanqing pointed his finger straight at Murong Ji's vital point, but Murong Ji quickly returned the attack.

Duan Yanqing didn't dare to take on the One Yang Finger which was enhanced with Murong Ji's inner strength. After all, he had seen clearly the battle between him and Li Qiu Shui that night.

"bump!"

The finger force penetrated directly into the stone wall. Duan Yanqing's face was gloomy. He looked back at the finger mark with lingering fear.

"Your power has increased by another 10%?! Why?"

He was a little confused, why did the Pure Yang Gong break his body but not his power, and his internal strength increased greatly? !
"Senior Duan is right! Taoism emphasizes the harmony of yin and yang, and the internal force is violent. Plus, I am young and energetic. If I rush to achieve success, I am afraid that something bad will happen."

"Now my internal strength is gentle and I can use it as easily as my own arm. I have to thank you, Senior."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a noise coming from the foot of the mountain. Murong Ji turned around and saw a large group of people coming up the mountain.

(End of this chapter)