Chapter 779 Welcome to the City to Watch the Battle
He was getting a little impatient waiting, and then turned to look at the little flower demon in front of him, "Did you really give a secret signal? Why hasn't the stinky cockroach come over yet..."

Suddenly, a figure passed by from behind Tushan Yaya so fast that when Tushan Yaya reacted, the bag of buns in her hand had disappeared.

"Oh! Sister Yaya is so polite! And she even brought a gift..." Dongfang Yuechu appeared in front of them.

"Hmm... smells good! It's really an old shop!"

Tushan Yaya just reacted and looked at Dongfang Yuechu eating her bun. She swallowed the remaining half of the bun in her hand in one gulp, and her face gradually turned red with anger.

With a flash of his body, he kicked directly at Dongfang Yuechu's lower back.

The two exchanged a few moves, and Dongfang Yuechu was able to easily dodge with his body skills. But there was no other way, as Dongfang Yuechu was quite strong now, and was far beyond the reach of Tushan Yaya.

Murong Ji turned his head and saw that there were suddenly many more people above the clouds. He couldn't help but frown. Thunder was gathering faintly in a thousand miles.

"The Wen family..."

After the old patriarch of the Wen family died, his incompetent son took over as the head of the family. Although he was not very capable, he was considered steady.

However, the young masters and young ladies of the Wen family are much more unruly nowadays.

There is no way. The Wen family is one of the nine major families of the Taoist Alliance. Their foundation and strength give the younger generation so much confidence.

Soon, the sky was covered with dark clouds and purple lightning flashed faintly.

Murong Ji looked through the clouds and his sight fell directly on the head of the Wen family. [Among his peers, he is not outstanding. This generation of the Wen family...]

"Crack!"

With a loud thunderclap, endless purple lightning fell to the ground and attacked Dongfang Yuechu, which was a fatal move.

Murong Ji waved his hand casually, rolled up the sleeves of his Taoist robe, and collected a few small flowers. They fell beside him, and then he looked up at the sky with a gloomy face.

The Wen family has always been like this, they act without any discrimination and just take action.

Just at this moment, the dark clouds in the sky slowly parted, and a human figure emerged from the clouds.

Sitting upright on the dark cloud, the dark cloud under his buttocks seemed like an armchair, very stable. The man looked at the situation below with a half-smile.

In his hands he holds a hammer and a chisel, which are heirlooms of the Wen family and are magical weapons that can assist thunder and enhance attacks.

"As expected, he is colluding with the demon clan and has evil intentions. The evidence is solid." The rumbling voice spread in all directions, as if the author was afraid that others would not know.

Dongfang Yuechu glanced at his master and suddenly found it a little funny. When it comes to colluding with the demon clan, his master is an ancestor-level figure.

He seldom shows up in front of the Taoist Alliance, so the eldest young master of the Wen family might have hit a wall.

"Don't talk nonsense, think before you speak! I am upright and honest, don't make mistakes."

"Dongfang Yuechu! Stop quibbling! I saw you come out as soon as you received the signal!" Suddenly, someone leaned out from the clouds. Whose servant was that?

At this time, several figures appeared again in the clouds.

Murong Ji looked up and looked at these people with some amusement, then looked down at the few flower fairies beside him, all of whom were trembling with fear.

Murong Ji stretched and murmured, "Don't worry, you are my people anyway, and I am counting on you to help me grow medicinal herbs."

He flipped his palm and a ball of blue energy appeared in his hand.

This is a method he figured out to let the elves practice. It is simple and easy to understand, and the effect is pretty good. Even if it can't make them become a powerful tribe in this world, it can at least allow them to gain a stable foothold in this world.

In an instant, the ball of light split into eight pieces and disappeared into the little flower demon's mind.

They were about to apologize, but Murong Ji waved his hand and said, "Just be more careful when you help me grow herbs in the future."

"I'd rather kill someone by mistake than let him go!" The voice of the eldest young master of the Wen family spread in all directions, and it was considered to bring Murong Ji back to his senses.

Without asking about the situation below, he directly passed judgment on these people. It was really... eye-opening.

Tushan Yaya walked over angrily and stood in front of Murong Ji: "Old thief Murong! Why don't you do anything? They have bullied us in front of us!"

Murong Ji waved his hand casually: "You clowns, why bother with them? Dongfang Yuechu can handle it."

He casually glanced at the people in the sky, then glanced at the flower fairy beside him, helping them with their practice, guiding them into the path, and also taking care of them.

Tushan Yaya sat beside Murong Ji angrily and glanced at the flower demons inadvertently.

I saw them sitting cross-legged on the ground, practicing seriously.

"Huh? They can practice, too!"

Then, thinking that they couldn't speak loudly during the practice, it would hinder their qi flow. Tu Shang Yaya suddenly covered her mouth.

He sat beside them cautiously, not daring to breathe, and used his body to block the strong wind blowing from the front.

Murong Ji chuckled. This was the reason why he liked Tushan Yaya. Although she was naughty, she punished the strong and helped the weak, hated evil, and had a strange logic in reasoning.

Retracting his gaze, Murong Ji looked at Dongfang Yuechu, who had already exchanged several moves with the people from the Wen family.

Not long after, Dongfang Yuechu sent away the people from the Wen family.

He glanced around and saw that no one noticed him. He smiled shyly and found a place sheltered from the wind. He was about to secretly take a look at the reply letter from Fairy Sister. He sat down cross-legged with a blushing face, but before he could open the letter, several figures appeared beside him.

Tushan Yaya was on the left, Murong Ji was on the right, and a disciple of the Wen family appeared silently behind Dongfang Yuechu.

"Intimate letters, as expected..."

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere became solemn. Before anyone else could speak, the demonic power around Tushan Yaya suddenly erupted.

He threw a punch, and just as Wen Jiu was about to retreat, before he could move, his face was instantly filled with horror, as if a mountain was pressing down on him, almost forcing him to his knees.

"bump!"

Tushan Yaya punched him on the chest, and the force and coldness continued to spread into Wen Jiu's body. In a moment, he was seriously injured.

The second punch will definitely kill him!

Dongfang Yuechu was quick and caught Tushan Yaya's second punch, then lifted her back.

"Stinking cockroach! What are you doing!?"

Without waiting for anyone to speak, Wen Jiu suddenly turned around, knelt down in front of Murong Ji, and paid homage to him.

"Disciple Wen Jia Wen Ji, meet Senior Chen."

The atmosphere was quiet for a moment, and Tushan Yaya stopped making trouble and watched how Murong Ji handled the matter.

Murong Ji glanced at him with a half-smile. This kid is smart and knows how to save his life. However, Murong Ji did not say much. He turned his head and looked at the flower demons who were practicing not far away. They had already started to finish their practice.

Then he waved his hand and motioned him to leave.

Wen Jiu saluted again and quickly retreated from the hill.

Dongfang Yuechu looked at Wen Jiu leaving and stretched lazily: "Okay, Sister Yaya, you should go back too. In order to take care of you, the master has gone down the mountain. He is such a quiet person..."

Tushan Yaya crossed her arms and said proudly: "Do I still need his protection?! He is very strong now!"

"Yes, yes, Sister Yaoxian hasn't seen you for a few months. She must miss you."

Tushan Yaya's ears moved and a smile appeared on her face. She also missed her sister a little. But she had been playing these days and her heart was a little wild, so she didn't want to go back.

Watching Dongfang Yuechu leave, Tushan Yaya wondered what excuse she could come up with to stay.

Looking back at Murong Ji, Tushan Yaya's expression gradually changed, "Old Murong... ahem, you should have seen how the people from the Wen family bullied the stinking cockroaches."

"The stinky cockroach is your apprentice. Isn't it time to do something about it when he's being bullied like this?"

Without waiting for Murong Ji to speak, Tu Shang Yaya rushed out very far and went down the hill. Then her voice came over, "Let me help you teach them a lesson. We have known each other for such a long time. Don't be polite."

Murong Ji: "..."

For half a day, Murong Ji followed Tushan Yaya, wanting to see what other tricks she would play.

When I looked up, I saw a figure flying on a sword and landing next to Tushan Yaya.

Looks like he's buying wine.

Murong Ji was speechless. Someone actually took Dongfang Yuechu's random words seriously.

Soon, Murong Ji saw a familiar face, Gu Yi, the King of Satsuma in the Far North.

Gu Yiyaoyao bowed to Murong Ji, and Murong Ji nodded.

Then, I saw a man and a dog negotiating closely, and in the end Gu Yi successfully sold a lot of alcohol.

Murong Ji was too lazy to pay attention and turned to look at the mountain in the distance. The mountain was split in half by a sword. The sword landed at the foot of the mountain and suddenly stopped, without splitting the mountain completely.

"The sword of Wang Quanye back then really makes me miss it."

Wang Quanbaye is now old and frail. "He has a short life, but he is still so troublesome. Dongfang Huaizhu will be a widow from now on!"

Thinking of Dongfang Huaizhu, Murong Ji was stunned. Then he remembered that Dongfang Huaizhu was probably not much better than Wang Quan Baiye.

It’s hard to say who of the two of them will leave first.

While he was stunned, on the mountain in front of Murong Ji, suddenly, two powerful auras burst out from the two halves of the mountain.

One fire and one thunder, purple and yellow rushed into the sky, fiercely and violently rushing towards the sky, but trying its best to disperse the spiritual power of the move and try its best to cover a large area.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, became interested, and then heard the sound spreading in all directions.

"Listen up, all the surrounding monsters! The Dao League respects the hard-won rules of Baekje City over the years, so holding a newcomer conference in Baekje City will not break the rules of this place."

"At the same time, everyone is welcome to enter the city to watch the battle. But if anyone interferes, don't blame us! We will kill them without mercy!"

The rumbling sound spread in all directions, sweeping over a thousand miles.

Murong Ji chuckled and waved his hand. The sound waves spread instantly, helping them to spread the sound thousands miles away.

(End of this chapter)