Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a few months have passed. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Murong Jie has not found inspiration Qi Qi or the nine-tailed demon fox for several months, whether it is Long Kui or Worm Er, he has also become depressed and extremely depressed.

Murong Jie and the others found nothing, but they always ran into the mountains, which made Chongyangzi and Li Keyong finally find an opportunity to start.

If they obediently stayed in Sizhaotang, Chongyangzi and Li Keyong would never dare to touch them, they are now big celebrities in Sizhaotang, and they are the focus of attention wherever they go.

Chongyangzi and Li Ke were used in Sizhaotang, and they couldn't find any opportunity to start. Just like Dugu Zhe in the past, if you want to deal with Murong Jie and them, you must choose a place other than Sizhaotang.

Murong Jie and the others ran into the mountains when they were fine, which was undoubtedly an excellent time for them to start.

In the last few days, Murong Jie felt more and more that something was not quite right, which forced him to find the inspiration Qi Qi or the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox more quickly. They stayed away longer and longer, ran farther and farther away, and sometimes did not return all night. Although Zhong Xingxu, the master of the West Gate, saw it in his eyes, he never stopped Murong Jie from leaving early and returning late because he was afraid of the hall master and the first protector, nor did he have any reproach to Murong Jie.

Because he was entrusted by Shangguan Yu, Zhong Xingxu would send people every day to send the elixir he had refined to Murong Jie early in the morning, hoping that the elixir would be useful to him and help him regulate his chaotic true qi.

It's a pity that Murong Jie didn't dare to eat any of the pills sent by Zhong Xingxu. He was not at ease with everyone in Sizhaotang, even Zhong Xingxu was no exception, in Murong Jie's heart, there would always be only one master, and that was the [Fifth Ancestor of the Sword Sect] Qingyun Dao Master.

Worried that Zhong Xingxu's elixir was greasy, Murong Jie secretly put all the golden pills he sent in the same bottle, so as not to be accidentally eaten by others and harm others' lives for no reason.

In Murong Jie's opinion, these pills were undoubtedly all poisons, otherwise Sizhaotang would not be so good to him, and someone would give him a golden pill every morning.

Murong Jie looked at it this way, but Long Kui didn't think so. In the eyes of Nightshade, these golden pills are all treasures, and the unstoppable aroma in their bones is enough to show that these golden pills are extraordinary. If you can take one, it is better than ten years of cultivation, and it really makes nightshade salivate.

She tried her best to get the golden pill in her hands, so as not to stay in Murong Jie's hands and destroy the heavenly things. On this day, Long Kui took advantage of Murong Jie's absence in the house, sneaked into Murong Jie's house, and drank the golden pill that Murong Jie put in the bottle.

Murong Jie was scared enough when he found out, for fear that the nightshade would die in a few days, but after a few days, not only did the nightshade not have any problems, but the cultivation that had been stagnant for a long time actually broke through to the sixth level of the earth, and the nightshade was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth for several days.

In this way, Murong Jie realized that these golden pills were really not poison. Long Kui thought that it was difficult to say that these golden pills could really help Murong Jie regulate the true qi in his body. Murong Jie himself began to think that the golden pill that Zhong Xingxu sent every day could really help him, so he also tried to eat a few grains. But after more than half a month, Jin Dan didn't seem to be of any use to him, and over time, he returned his attention to the matter of finding inspiration Qi Qi and the nine-tailed demon fox.

Murong Jie and Long Kui can be said to have traveled all over the Lingqi Mountain, but they have never been able to find any clues. Murong Jie knew that going on like this was not the way. An aimless search is tantamount to a blind man touching an elephant. I'm afraid that if I find myself and die, I won't be able to find inspiration Qi Qi and the nine-tailed demon fox.

Since Sizhaotang is not far from Bashui Chang'an City, there are hundreds of villages of all sizes near Sizhaotang, and even there are more than a dozen small towns with yamen.

Murong Jie and Long Kui combined, and Worm Er felt that this idea was good, it was better than wandering around in the mountains. So the three of them, it should be said that two people and one shrimp, went to different villages and towns every day to try their luck, hoping to hear some news of the inspiration Qiqi and the nine-tailed demon fox.

In a flash, another ten days and half a month have passed, looking at the portal sword from the Dragon Boat Festival is getting longer and longer, and the large and small villages and towns near Sizhaotang are all keen on this topic.

Again and again, again and again, everyone will have slack, and they can never find any clues, even Murong Jie began to wonder if the inspiration that Worm Er said was made up by him, as for the fairy sister, I am afraid that she has already left Lingqi Mountain.

It was not only Murong Jie and his group who were annoyed, Chongyangzi and Li Keyong were also annoyed, at first they Murong Jie and Long Kui were always going around in circles in the mountains, which was really an unavoidable opportunity for them, but when they were ready to implement their plan, they found that Murong Jie and Long Kui were completely inaccurate, and they went to different places every day, and they couldn't predict where they were going in advance, and they couldn't ensure that they were absolutely unknown, so how could they dare to act rashly.

Now Murong Jie and Long Kui are changing villages and towns every day, and it is more difficult to find out their whereabouts, they are not roundworms in Murong Jie's stomach, who knows where Murong Jie will go tomorrow.

At dawn, Murong Jie and Long Kui came to Liuhe Huaxi Village, which is located in the south of Sizhaotang, and it takes at least seven hours to walk.

They had already traveled to the villages and towns that were closer to Sizhaotang a few days ago, and now they could only go to the villages and towns farther away to see if they could gain some gains.

Today's Huaxi Village, they really came to the right place, not long after they entered the village, they saw a large group of people gathered in the village, holding a flat pole and looking at a hoe, and there were actually people holding dung forks, all of them fierce, as if they were going to fight.

Murong Jie and Long Kui were in awe, and they couldn't wait to run forward, trying to figure out what was going on. Everywhere they go, there are talkative people, as long as they are willing to ask, someone will tell them.

Seeing that Murong Jie and Long Kui were not locals, several fellow villagers rushed to tell them what had happened.

It is said that since the founding of the Han Dynasty, they have lived in Huaxi Village, after dozens of generations, there are thousands of years in the last year, and all the towns and villages of the Zou family in Huaxi know.

Seven miles at the head of the village, there is a huge cave, which is unfathomable and endless, and it is the cemetery of the Zou family for generations. Since the Zou family came to Huaxi, they were all buried in the cave after their deaths, as for why they did this, even the Zou family couldn't say, only that it was passed down from their ancestors.

The Zou family has strong financial resources, and every year in the cave, a grand ancestor worship is held, the lanterns are colorful, the gongs and drums are noisy, and it is more lively than the festival.

Over time, the Zou family's worship of ancestors can be called the top priority in the village.