Chapter 724: Unruly Temperament
He frowned slightly and tore open the envelope. It was still a letter asking for help. This time, it was a letter asking him to save Dongfang Yuechu.

Murong Ji turned a page of paper, and bright red bloodstains came into view, almost staining half of the letter paper.

Murong Ji's face instantly became solemn. Without waiting for him to ask, Huang Shiren said, "We have sent people to find out the news about Shenhuoshan Manor."

"Also, we sent people to check out the place where Dongfang Qinlan and his wife were living in seclusion. No news has been sent back yet, but... Patriarch Wang Quan is not in Tianxuan City. He should have gone to Shenhuoshan Villa..."

Murong Ji nodded, looked back at the Jade Purity Palace, and said in a deep voice, "Take the Heaven-Flipping Seal and guard the Health-Restoring Coffin. I'll go check out the situation."

"Yes, Master!"

Murong Ji flew up on his sword and flew towards the distant sky.

Huang Shiren watched his master's back as he left, then hurriedly turned around and entered the Yuqing Hall. He stepped lightly and climbed onto the high platform in the hall.

He took a few steps forward and wanted to hold up the Fantian Seal with both hands. As soon as he picked up the seal, he instantly felt the weight of the seal. It was like a mountain and could hardly be moved.

Huang Shiren used all his strength but was unable to move an inch. Sweat broke out on his forehead. He said in a deep voice, "Master's decree! Order me to hold the Heaven-Flipping Seal and guard the Soul-Nourishing Coffin!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the weight of the Heaven-Flipping Seal seemed to disappear. Huang Shiren staggered and fell to the ground, "Ouch!"

He stood up with a grin, not daring to stay for too long, and headed towards the back mountain.

For two consecutive days, Murong Ji arrived at the village where Dongfang Qinlan lived in seclusion. When he arrived at the entrance of the village, the overwhelming smell of blood filled his nose.

Murong Ji frowned and his face instantly turned gloomy. It had been many years since he had seen a village being annihilated!

The air was filled with the smell of blood mixed with a rotten stench, which spread in the breeze and blew through the weeds.

He walked into the village and looked at the situation inside. There were no signs of fighting and almost all the people were killed in one blow.

The monks acted cleanly and efficiently, and the villagers had no power to resist at all.

With a gloomy face, he walked down the street, his pupils shrinking involuntarily, his sight fell on the door frame of the house on the left, he stepped lightly, leaped into the yard, stepped forward and gently wiped the black charcoal, muttering "Eastern Spirit Fire!"

A fierce look flashed across Murong Ji's eyes. It was rumored that the Eastern Spirit Clan lived in a secret land in the East, which was a secret land independent of the rest of the world.

As ancient as the Wang Quan family, with a long heritage, it should have been a giant among the human race, but it has never had any contact with the human race and is even an independent clan.

Murong Ji wiped his fingers and said calmly: "It's good this way. I won't have any psychological burden when I kill in the future."

Then, he turned and walked outside the village, searching the surroundings with the village as the center. Following the traces, he saw the fighting battlefield in a farmland in the distant mountains.

All the retainers sent by the Wang Quan family died, and even the disciple from the Chen family who came to investigate the situation was burned to charcoal.

If it weren't for the remaining innate Qi in them, Murong Ji would not be able to tell who they were.

The signs of the fight were not fierce, it was all done with fire, and the combat power of both sides was not at the same level.

The retainers of the Wang Quan family were basically killed instantly.

The aura of the flame is also different. It is a different kind of flame from pure Yangyan, with the same origin but different nature.

Looking at the battle situation around him, there were at least three members of the Eastern Spirit Clan present, not including Dongfang Qinlan.

Murong Ji followed the traces of the battle and found that they suddenly disappeared at the edge of the farmland.

With a gloomy face, Murong Ji put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky. Fire escape! This was the technique he taught Dongfang Qinlan step by step.

Slowly exhaling a breath and deducing the approximate distance, Murong Ji flew up on his sword and chased towards the distant sky.

After flying for more than half an hour, I finally saw the traces of Pure Yangyan. I landed on the ground, carefully looked for the direction of the traces, and continued to walk forward.

The battle here was a little more intense, and then it disappeared. Murong Ji frowned and thought, "Did he get caught?!"

He opened his eyes, looked for the movements of this group of people, and quickly chased after them.

Murong Ji was a little confused. The two people who captured them were not very strong and were not from the Eastern Spirit Clan. Based on Dongfang Qinlan's combat power, they should not be her opponents.

Although Dongfang Qinlan's strength is very weak, Pure Yangyan is not weak. Moreover, there is also a disciple from the Tianmen lineage with extremely strong defense, so it is no problem for him to withstand a few blows.

With this level, even if they were not their opponents, they should have been able to retreat calmly. However, looking at the weight of the two men, it was obvious that one of them was carrying the entire family of three.

The footsteps were not far apart, and it was neither him nor the enemy who was escaping. Apart from being caught, Murong Ji could not think of a second possibility.

For a moment, I couldn't help but curse: "Two idiots!"

Cursing, he increased his sword speed again and chased forward.

"Old thief Murong! You..."

Suddenly, an extremely weak voice came from a distance, like the echo of a valley, not loud, but only half a sentence was heard.

Voice transmission and soul search!

Murong Ji's pupils shrank, and he instantly deduced the approximate location of Dongfang Qinlan. With her ability level, she was able to transmit such a long distance, which was almost infinitely squeezing her own essence. She had to fight to the death to fight for a way out.

Murong Ji's eyes suddenly opened, and he responded with the same soul-searching voice transmission, "Here I come!"

Murong Ji raised his sword and a sword energy burst out, instantly disappearing on the spot without any sound of breaking air, as if nothing had happened.

His brows furrowed slightly, and his gaze followed the sword energy.

In Murong Ji's pupils, the sword energy leapt at an extremely high speed, and even the surrounding environment became colorful, as if it was traveling through time and space.

The moment my vision became clear again, I was in a forest.

After finding the approximate location of Dongfang Qinlan, the sword energy instantly broke into the belly of the mountain. After a period of darkness, bursts of golden light appeared in Murong Ji's sight.

Murong Ji was not unfamiliar with this kind of magic formation. It was the specialty of the Tianmen lineage, the Tianmen Curse.

"coming……"

The sound floated far away before it could finally be heard.

Murong Ji's voice suddenly rang out, startling the four people in the cave. Before they could think about it, two figures suddenly flew out.

It was pierced by the sword energy, bringing out a cloud of blood mist, and then it fell heavily against the wall of the cave.

"Boom!"

A large part of the cave wall collapsed in an instant.

Dongfang Qinlan and his wife turned their heads and saw a figure standing at the entrance of the cave. This person was filled with murderous aura that was almost real, and even the temperature in the cave dropped a lot.

The bone-chilling feeling came from the depths of the soul, as if pulling people directly into hell.

"Can you be a little more useless? You only transmitted half of such a simple spell as voice transmission and soul searching!" Murong Ji said gritting his teeth.

He just couldn't understand. Dongfang Qinlan's aptitude was obviously very good. According to her level, she would definitely become a great demon king. If she practiced step by step, even if she was lazy, she could still gain the strength of a demon king.

How many demon kings are there in the world? Each demon king is a middle-level force of various forces.

In the Ancient Tree Moon-Crying Clan, the most powerful one is the Great Demon King, and all the Demon Kings are top-notch fighters.

Murong Ji wanted to curse a few more times, but looking at Dongfang Qinlan's half-dead appearance, he twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling a sense of disappointment.

In the end, he didn't curse out loud. He swallowed the words and walked a few steps towards the couple.

Reaching out and checking, he saw that the two men were almost exhausted. This was the result of burning their own lives to launch the longest-range fire escape method.

Only then did Murong Ji notice that there was a child missing from their group, Dongfang Yuechu.

Dongfang Qinlan's whole body was covered in golden light, which was the secret technique of the Tianmen lineage. Any attacks he suffered would be transformed into strength and spiritual power and gathered together to deal with the enemy.

Looking at Bai Lou, he was covered in wounds, most of which were external and not serious. The most serious problem for the two was the depletion of their essence.

Murong Ji took out two rhubarb pills and stuffed one into each of the two people's mouths. The silver needles between his fingers flashed with golden light and directly pierced into the major acupoints around the two people's bodies, redirecting the spiritual energy to make up for the source of their losses.

Rhubarb pill is a good thing. The future path of the two is cut off. However, it is no problem for Brother Huo to live to be over a hundred years old.

He swept his eyes across the cave and his sight fell on the pile of rocks. He could still see blood under the rocks. The two men were not dead yet and were still breathing.

Murong Ji thought about it, then grabbed the two men out of the air and healed their injuries with his hands, thus saving their lives.

It is true that these two men are disciples of the Yiqi Dao League. To be more precise, they are casual cultivators, and their magic weapons are just average, not as good as some of the magic weapons practiced by Murong Ji.

His cultivation level is incomparable to Dongfang Qinlan.

It's rare to see this couple being tormented like this by them.

Murong Ji pondered for a moment and felt that something was not quite right. What was Dongfang Qinlan's aptitude? Although his cultivation was low, the power of his divine fire was still not bad.

Even though he was seriously injured, there was no way these two bastards could defeat him.

Suddenly, Murong Ji had some ideas. [Can the Eastern Spiritual Clan pass on the mother's spiritual qualities to the next generation? Just like sexual power.]

Murong Ji had seen many inheritances of sexual skills, the best of which was the Tianshi Degree of the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain in the world of Under One Person.

After checking Dongfang Qinlan's qualifications, Murong Ji understood instantly. Just as he thought, she had inherited all her qualifications and spiritual power to Dongfang Yuechu.

Suddenly I thought of a question. What if the Dongfang family has passed on this talent and spiritual power to their daughters for generations, with female inheritance being the main way of inheritance?

Passed down from generation to generation, would this kind of "sexual power" become as powerful as the power of the Heavenly Master?
Murong Ji is not sure, and has no way to experiment, but according to theoretical inference, this possibility is extremely high.

With a wave of his hand, the two of them slowly floated up, and Murong Ji turned to look at the two members of the Taoist Alliance.

(End of this chapter)