Chapter 258 A Heavenly Book

But the subconscious uneasiness and fear in his heart made him a little flustered, and he pushed Lu Xueqi away in a hurry.

"bump!"

The huge force of energy pressed down and blew Murong Ji away, causing him to fall into the ruins.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Zhang Xiaofan roared in despair, and Murong Jipan was watching from the ruins. Until this moment, he still kept Bi Yao tightly protected behind him.

The giant sword of Zhuxian seemed to be able to kill immortals and destroy Buddhas. It was extremely firm and merciless, and it chopped down suddenly.

Murong Ji stared at the scene intently, unwilling to miss even a single detail.

"jingle"

After such a solemn and murderous atmosphere, a bell sounded suddenly, and immediately, it seemed as if the solemn and murderous aura between heaven and earth dissipated for a moment.

The world suddenly became quiet; even the giant sword that could slay immortals and destroy Buddhas paused for a moment.

"Nine Netherworld spirits, gods and demons of the heavens."

"I will sacrifice my blood and body."

The sound was not loud, but it seemed to echo throughout the whole world. It seemed to be a sound coming from the eternal time and space, through the long river of eight hundred years.

Time and space seemed to overlap, that beautiful woman and the girl in the green dress today...

"Three lives and seven worlds..."

Endless true energy and blood mist spread out from Bi Yao's body and gathered on the Hehuan Bell.

Murong Ji sat cross-legged in the ruins and suddenly laughed. Unconsciously, he seemed to have returned to the afternoons of his childhood.

A young boy, holding a broken cell phone, crying and laughing, tears streaming down his face...

Murong Ji wiped away his tears, and in an instant, all his emotions disappeared, replaced by an extremely sharp look and ruthlessness.

He kept making seals with his hands and chanted orders softly. The next moment, there seemed to be an extra perspective in front of Murong Ji's eyes.

Baguio’s perspective…

"Eternal damnation..."

The sound of the word "Luo" stopped abruptly, and Bi Yao looked up, and saw the main blade of the Zhuxian Sword, which was capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, falling down with a loud bang.

Murong Ji calmly took the bell in his hand and shook it gently. The "ding-ling-ling" sound spread all around.

Feeling the blood and soul in his body constantly draining away and gathering into the Hehuan Bell in his hand, Murong Ji curled the corners of his mouth and used the blood refining method to suck it back.

There was nothing he could do with the dissipated soul and he could only take care of it slowly.

Mobilizing his true energy, the thirteen needles on the cabinet door instantly connected into one, locking Bi Yao's blood and soul.

He then began to make hand gestures and set up the formation at an extremely fast speed. Before he could even finish a breath, a golden light shield suddenly covered the area several miles around Bi Yao and Zhang Xiaofan.

"Jingle Bell."

The spell of the infatuation curse was instantly broken, and was replaced by the murderous aura of the entire Qingyun Mountain, which condensed in an instant, with spiritual energy surging and murderous energy raging.

In an instant, the formation was completed!
Trapped in Dragon Palace!
"boom!"

The main blade of the Zhu Xian Sword had also slashed down. The huge force and murderous intent made Qing Yunshan sway three times.

"call!"

The murderous intent and power of the Zhu Xian Sword dissipated by 70% in an instant. The next moment, endless energy was released to the surroundings, and the sea of ​​clouds within a radius of ten thousand miles of Qingyun Mountain instantly dispersed and cleared.

The whole world was rumbling, as if Daoxuan’s sword had slashed across the sky and earth.

The people from both the righteous and evil sides were stunned instantly. This method of dissipating force...

Time flies!

This kind of technique of using the opponent's force to counterattack is just a small trick! No one would care about it, only Murong Ji took advantage of it and studied it carefully, and even gave it a name, Dou Zhuan Xing Yi.

Do unto others as you would have them do unto you? ? ?
Who would have thought that this guy could reduce the power of Zhu Xian's main sword by 70%!
Before everyone could react, there was a crisp "crack" sound, and the formation that trapped Dragon Palace was broken!

Looking at Bi Yao and Zhang Xiaofan again, Zhang Xiaofan was running for his life with Bi Yao in his arms and had already reached the mountainside.

"boom!"

The last three levels of Zhu Xian Sword's power fell, and it struck the He Huan Bell, causing it to fly away immediately...

The powerful sword energy knocked Bi Yao and Zhang Xiaofan off the mountain, and their lives or deaths were unknown.

"Yao'er!" Ten thousand people shouted miserably, their eyes were filled with blood red, and they hurriedly chased down the mountain without paying any attention to the followers of the Ghost King Sect.

Murong Ji spat out a mouthful of blood and looked down at his hands. His skin was bleeding and the blood slowly seeped out of his skin. In a short while, it was all over the ground.

"Cough cough cough, hahahaha." Murong Ji collapsed in the ruins, laughing boldly.

It is important to know that taking Yunzhi for a few days has been the best in the world.

Who hasn’t had various thoughts and aspirations in his youth?
At this moment, the teenage fool, the idiot who was ignorant of the ways of the world, is back. He no longer has the dull path of cultivating immortals, nor does he have the dirty thoughts of "Chang Qiqi".

Suddenly, his sunlight was blocked and Murong Ji's laughter stopped abruptly.

Looking at Lu Xueqi who appeared above his head with a gloomy expression on her face, he thought to himself that something was not good.

Lu Xueqi had a gloomy face. She picked him up, carried him on her back, and walked towards Yuqing Palace in silence.

Murong Ji sniffed the fragrance from her neck, mixed with the smell of blood, and felt a little strange. Without saying a word, the two walked into the Yuqing Palace, found a clean place, and threw Murong Ji to the ground.

"Oh, it hurts, Xueqi, please be gentle."

"It hurts you so much!"

Murong Ji suddenly stopped talking, looking at Lu Xueqi's angry expression, and suddenly found it very interesting. He felt that Lu Xueqi must want to scold him at this moment, but she had no experience in scolding people.

Murong Ji smiled, and as he smiled, he fainted.

When I woke up again, I was at Dazhu Peak.

I looked around the room, which was full of bookshelves, and confirmed that it was my room.

"Seventh Junior Brother, are you awake?!"

Murong Ji turned his head and saw that his eldest senior brother had just pushed the door open. Just as he was about to speak, his throat hurt terribly. He wanted to get up, but in an instant, the pain all over his body made him break out in a cold sweat.

"Don't move, don't move anymore, your injury hasn't healed yet."

Murong Ji nodded, and seeing Song Daren looking at him, he seemed to want to say something but stopped himself.

When his throat felt better, he asked, "Big Brother, just ask whatever you want to ask."

Song Daren sat next to Murong Ji and said, "Seventh Junior Brother, why did you let Xiaofan go?"

Murong Ji suddenly remembered what happened in Yuqing Palace and organized his words, "Big Brother, what is Jue Xiaofan thinking at this moment?"

"Oh, that's not accurate. Well, what is Xiaofan's view on good and evil?"

Song Daren sighed, "He won't trust us anymore."

"Haha, then let him see, let him see with his own eyes how the Demon Cult kills people and massacres the village. When the rabbit dies and the fox mourns, what do you think Xiaofan will think?"

"Besides, I think that Wanrenwang's strength is not much worse than Master's. We should know what the magic cult's heavenly book is."

"It is said that our sect's founder, Qing Yunzi, founded the sect after obtaining an ancient scroll... It just so happens that Tianyin Temple also obtained an ancient scroll, so could the Demon Sect have one as well?"

Song Daren was shocked, "Don't talk nonsense, how could the Qingyun Patriarch cultivate the magic sect's heavenly book!"

Murong Ji smiled without saying anything. When he turned around, he saw his master and his mistress standing in front of the door. He smiled and said, "Master and his mistress."

Song Daren was startled and stood up hurriedly to salute.

Tian Buyi waved his hand, signaling him to stand aside, and then sat down in the seat where Song Daren had just sat.

He first checked Murong Ji's body, and then asked, "Did you teach that girl from the Demon Cult how to resist the Immortal Execution Sword?"

Murong Ji quickly shook his head. He couldn't admit this! "No, I don't have much experience with her. If I were to teach her, it would be Lu... cough cough cough."

Tian Buyi snorted coldly, "Don't treat your teacher as a fool."

Murong Ji's face froze and the corners of his mouth twitched. He thought that the paper he deduced had probably been seen by his master, so he simply stopped talking.

Fortunately, Tian Buyi did not ask any more questions. He sighed and changed the subject, "Do you suspect that the secret scroll obtained by the ancestor is the magic cult's heavenly book?"

Murong Ji nodded.

Tian Buyi immediately asked: "What evidence?!"

Murong Ji thought about it and realized that it was hard to say anything. He couldn't prove it. Without waiting for Murong Ji to speak, Su Ru asked, "Seventh Brother, did you get the Demonic Book?"

Murong Ji was stunned and didn't know how to answer for a moment. Although he had the idea of ​​forging the heavenly book, he didn't do it in the end.

After thinking for a while, he nodded. To make it more convincing, Murong Ji began to recite the scriptures: "The Great Dao is invisible, giving birth to the heaven and earth; the Great Dao is ruthless, moving the sun and the moon."

"The great way is nameless, nourishing all things; I do not know its name, so I call it the way. The way is clear and turbid, moving and still; the sky is clear and the earth is turbid, the sky moves and the earth moves..."

Tian Buyi and Su Ru's faces changed drastically, with shock on their faces. Just over a hundred words fully described the state that one should be in during cultivation.

Start from the "heart", use the method of "purity" to calm the mind and eliminate desires, to comprehend the great way.

These scriptures are really...

"Don't say anything. You have this opportunity, so cherish it. Don't let anyone know about it..."

After seeing his master and his mistress off, Murong Ji let out a long sigh. It seemed that he was fine now. The days ahead would probably be very boring.

This time, Qingyun Sect suffered heavy losses, and the people from the Demon Sect were not doing well either, especially Changsheng Hall.

"Ahem!" Murong Ji sneezed twice and sniffed his nose, "Who scolded me..."

Changshengtang

Yu Yangzi sat down panting, still not satisfied. Unfortunately, his mouth was dry and his voice was hoarse from cursing. He picked up the teacup and wanted to drink a sip of water.

When he thought of his five disciples dying at the hands of Murong Ji, his heart trembled and he couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Snapped"

He was so angry that he threw the cup to the ground, "Qingyun Sect! Great Qingyun Sect! Tian Buyi! You old bastard took in a little bastard!"

"You are so short and fat, how could Su Ru like you? I have already given you a hat...why did you have to accept a little bastard when you could have something else?"

……

Yu Yangzi was so tired of scolding that he sat down weakly.

(End of this chapter)