Start with Tianlong Murong family, fight against the heavens

Chapter 82 New Solution
[This Murong Ji, could it be from there?! ]

"Grandma, what's wrong?"

Li Qiu Shui ignored her and quickly searched for the letter investigating Murong Ji. After finding it, she read it carefully.

Then he frowned slightly and muttered to himself: "Zhang Boduan..." Among a pile of letters, he found Zhang Boduan's information again. His origin and destination were very clear.

Li Qiushui frowned slightly, feeling somewhat puzzled. [Could it be a Taoist master? ]

Taoism, a sect that inherited Taoism, was not originally very large because it contained too many things.

It inherited and absorbed too many things from Taoism.

It includes many factions, including Legalism, Taoism, Confucianism, Mohism, Military, etc. It is so complicated and bloated that even the leaders of Taoism in history cannot be sure how profound the Taoist foundation is.

Among them are countless people who are great, capable, and knowledgeable.

Li Qiu Shui thought of Murong Ji's strange internal strength. He was so old, yet he had such powerful internal strength.

No matter how you think about it, it's weird. If you want to inherit internal strength, unless it's passed on, otherwise, it's impossible for Murong Ji to develop such deep internal strength at that age.

But there are disadvantages to passing on skills, for example, you cannot have precise control. What belongs to others is not your own.

Murong Ji's appearance doesn't seem like he has internal strength that was passed down from generation to generation.

[Unless there is some mental method similar to Yi Jin Jing...]

This reminded her of a person her master had mentioned, a Taoist sect that her master had criticized as a heretic.

"Holding the Tao in the mountains, cleansing the mind from the world, the demon Taoist Chen Tuan."

He squinted his eyes, perhaps thinking it through, and after lying down again, he stretched.

"What day is it today?"

Princess Yinchuan was startled. She knew exactly what her grandmother was asking, and she answered respectfully, "It's the sixth day of the fifth month."

"Ah."

Seeing Li Qiu Shui slowly fall asleep, Princess Yinchuan quietly retreated and walked to the screen.

Li Qiushui's voice came again, "Tell Helian Tieshu to lead the troops to prepare for battle and clear the border first, and then attack the Song Dynasty after I come back."

"Yes."

Murong Ji stood on the hill, frowning, looking at the figure flying up the mountain from the bottom. It was Duan Yanqing.

Duan Yanqing walked to Murong Ji with a gloomy face and said, "I didn't know Jiumozhi was here."

As he said that, he handed the letter in his hand to Murong Ji. When he opened it, he saw that it was about Jiumozhi's whereabouts. The most recent date was three days ago, when he arrived here from Gusu. Three days was not enough at all.

"Murong Fu's whereabouts are in trouble."

Duan Yanqing was silent for a moment, then said, "What you want is nothing more than the Murong family's assets and connections. You don't have to kill Murong Fu."

Murong Ji narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Duan Yanqing, wanting to hear what he had to say.

Duan Yanqing continued, "In the Song Dynasty, etiquette and rules are above all else. If the news of you killing your brother gets out, you will probably have no place to stay."

"The Song people are hypocritical, saying one thing and doing another. They are afraid of rumors. Killing Murong Fu is too risky for you."

Murong Ji frowned slightly, "What should I do?"

Duan Yanqing suddenly handed over a silver needle, "Baihui, Fengfu, Renying, Tanzhong..." He listed seven acupuncture points in a row. "You only need to stimulate these seven acupuncture points, and Murong Fu will never wake up. With the wealth of the Murong family, it shouldn't be difficult to support a fool."

Murong Ji's pupils shrank, and he thought to himself: [Good idea!] As expected of someone from the royal family, he has a really dark heart!
However, he did not take the silver needle. There were some things he had to ask Qian Yi before doing them so that he could feel at ease.

Murong Ji changed the subject, "Murong Fu is seriously injured, keep an eye on him for me, and report to me when you find his whereabouts."

Duan Yanqing glanced at the troops hiding in Hengshan and said, "The Empress Dowager of Daxia is very interested in you, you have to be careful."

Murong Ji was stunned. Li Qiu Shui?
This old thing, her strength is unfathomable. That night, I thought I had seriously injured her, but in fact, she was just teasing me.

She took away all the palm power!

Could the amount of blood sprayed out be as much as her aunt's? !
[The old thing is a pervert. It’s better for me to stay away from her. ]

Murong Ji nodded and said, "I'll go back to Gusu first."

That night, Murong Ji stayed in Yinchuan City. When there was no war, it was quite prosperous. The large amount of trade transactions made the merchants of both countries make a lot of money.

After washing up, Murong Ji read the scriptures for a while and then went to sleep. After facing two masters in succession, once his tense nerves relaxed, he would feel very tired.

Half asleep and half awake, I suddenly felt something pressing on my chest, which made me feel uncomfortable.

Suddenly, Murong Ji opened his eyes abruptly, looked at his chest in the moonlight, and his heart skipped a beat in fright!

Li Qiushui!
Li Qiu Shui was lying on top of him, sleeping soundly!
A trace of cold sweat appeared on Murong Ji's forehead. If she wanted to kill him, he would probably be dead by now.

Murong Ji was just about to sit up when Li Qiu Shui's voice rang out.

"Sleep well, sister, I won't harm you. Besides, we are from the same Taoist lineage, why are you on guard against me?"

Murong understood what she meant. There was no hatred or dispute between them, let alone a dispute over the orthodoxy.

On the contrary, because of Li Qingluo's relationship, Li Qiu Shui did not take the scroll from Langhuan Jade Cave, which represented her intention.

The hot breath from Li Qiu Shui's speech penetrated through her thin undershirt and blew onto Murong Ji's chest, making him feel itchy.

He hadn't seen Mu Wanqing for several months. Many things, once they started, would become very difficult to endure.

Moreover, Li Qiu Shui is indeed beautiful, so beautiful that one can forget her age.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, Murong Ji instantly thought of Li Qiu Shui having an affair with other people, and a feeling of nausea instantly came over him.

He pushed Li Qiu Shui away suddenly, picked up the Tianwen sword on the bedside, and retreated to the window.

Li Qiu Shui was still a little dazed at this time. She really didn't expect that this boy could push her away. She couldn't help but look up and down at her own slim and charming figure.

She deliberately lifted the hem of her shirt to reveal her jade-white thighs.

Then she picked up the mirror and looked at her appearance, and asked, "Am I not beautiful? Why are you so resistant to me, your sister?"

Murong Ji rolled his eyes. Teacher Jie Yi hadn’t even revealed as much as he had. Who was he looking down on?
He held the Tianwen Sword, picked up his robe, and began to put on his clothes.

After tidying up his clothes, Murong Ji walked towards the door.

Li Qiushui sat on the bed and sneered, "Young Master, if you walk out now, you might regret it."

Murong Ji ignored him and reached out to open the door.

"Liu Guangyi. Mount Tiantai."

Murong Ji suddenly stopped, his face livid, and turned to look at Li Qiushui. How could this be a beauty? This was a poisonous snake!
(End of this chapter)