Chapter 111: Murong Zixuan (Part 2) Seeking Collection!

  The elegant man heard this and couldn't help but laugh, "Oh, you're just a loose cultivator? Alright, then let me ask you, do you know which sect my sister and I come from?"

  Xiao Ziyang said: "I don't know."

  "Do you know that the Huanglong Mountain behind Su's house is a sect of Xianmen with several foundation-building cultivators sitting in it?"

  Xiao Ziyang was secretly shocked, and replied: "Although I didn't know that the Su family had such a powerful backing, I do know that there is a Foundation Establishment cultivator and over ten cultivators with higher cultivation levels than mine residing in the Su Manor."

  After hearing Xiao Ziyang's reply, the elegant man's smile faded away, his expression gradually turned cold, and he asked: "Then I'd like to ask, what reason could make you willing to risk offending the Su family and instead help the fallen Murong family?"

  Xiao Ziyang seemed to have expected this, and calmly took out the secret letter from Su Dingbei and Cang Zhilong from his storage bag, handing it over to the other person, saying: "Senior, please take a look. My ancestor was originally the deputy commander of the Purple Gold Guard, surnamed Xiao and named Zhengyu. It was because of this letter that our family suffered a disaster of extinction."

  "This time, I have made great progress in my self-cultivation and was planning to go to the capital to take revenge. But after entering the capital, I realized that I am just a frog at the bottom of a well. The Golden Security City is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, how can a small cultivator like me who has only reached the third layer of Qi Refining make any waves? In my despair, I coincidentally heard that the Murong family..."

  "On the one hand, I am eager to avenge my enemy, on the other hand, I think that the Murong family is after all a powerful clan that has been able to contend with the Su family for decades. If this letter falls into my hands, it's possible that I can turn defeat into victory, and if so, my revenge will be achieved, therefore..."

  The elegant man listened to Xiao Ziyang's explanation while quickly browsing through the secret letter, his expression gradually calming down.

  The Taoist in the green robe asked, "Zixuan, is this letter true?"

  The elegant man nodded and said, "Judging from the handwriting, it is indeed the calligraphy of that old thief Su. However, I have been cultivating in the mountains since childhood and am not familiar with court affairs, so I cannot judge whether what this person says is true or false."

  At this time, the big man with a sword suddenly interjected: "What's difficult about that, little brother? Tonight we'll kill our way into the Heavenly Prison and rescue your father and grandfather. Won't everything be clear then?"

  The Taoist in the blue robe heard this and rebuked, "Sword One, stop your nonsense! Among our six major sects, except for the cultivators guarding the imperial palace, everyone else is strictly forbidden from entering the capital. Don't you know that? If we sneak into the capital and get caught by other sect's cultivators, wouldn't that make things difficult for Master?"

  The elegant young man said, "Big Brother Shifu is right. Although our ancestors and fathers are trapped in prison, I reckon that old thief Su wouldn't dare to dispose of us Murong family carelessly. Moreover, Master has already made arrangements with Golden Brother Jin of the Dali Sect who guards the imperial palace, so with his protection, there's no need to worry."

  He paused for a moment, then continued: "However, Ling'er fell into the hands of the monks on Mount Huanglong. The master is indeed worried and ordered me to rescue her as soon as possible. Tonight, I will disguise myself and first rescue Ling'er, so that we can understand the cause and effect of things."

  The big Han with the sword on his back heard this and was overjoyed, saying: "That's right, that's right! Ling'er is indeed the master's favorite, Eldest Senior Brother, tonight..."

  The elegant man hastily said: "Just bring Ling'er back, no need for Third Brother to take action, I alone am enough."

  The big Han with the sword on his back suddenly became anxious upon hearing this, "Little brother...this...if there's anything, it's only natural for me as your older brother to take responsibility. Why don't you and big brother wait here while I go rescue Ling'er?"

  The man in the blue robe couldn't help but laugh and said, "Jianyi, your Cangyang Sword is so famous that people can recognize you from a hundred miles away. Alright, don't argue anymore, little brother. Tonight, we'll be waiting for your good news."

  The big Han with the sword on his back suddenly lost spirit upon hearing this.

  Three people were talking, Xiao Ziyang was listening on the side and secretly shocked in his heart. He never thought that behind the Murong family would be one of the six major immortal sects of Xiliang - the Daluo Sect!

  Xiao Ziyang saw the three people stop talking, and hastily opened his mouth to say: "Senior, I have used my magical powers to examine the spiritual curse that Murong Lingdao was afflicted with. This spiritual curse has eight symbols..."

  After listening to Xiao Ziyang's description, the Qingpao Daoist frowned and said: "This seems to be a Lock Heart Curse. It's strange that this Lock Heart Curse is an evil sect curse, how can the cultivators of Huanglong Mountain use it?"

  The elegant man said: "Could it be... that this Huanglong Mountain is actually colluding with the evil cultivators?!"

  The big Han with a sword on his back suddenly regained his spirit upon hearing this, and his eyes emitted a fierce glow.

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  The young master arrived, and the Taoist priests in the hall were even more diligent. Without much effort, they had already cleaned up three courtyards.

  A refined gentleman ordered a delicious vegetarian meal to be set up in his courtyard.

  That young cultivator was serving tea and pouring wine on one side. Xiao Ziyang also had a thick face to serve on the other side.

  While preparing vegetarian dishes just now, he took the opportunity to ask the young monk for the names of several people.

  The elegant gentleman was the eldest grandson of Wei Guogong, named Murong Zixuan, who was a golden elixir elder of the Daluo sect and a closed-door disciple of Yiqiren.

  Qingpao Daoren is the eldest disciple of Yiqiren, with a Taoist name Bichen.

  Bei Jian Da Han is the third disciple of Yi Qi Zhen Ren, named Zhang Jianyi.

  This young monk's name was Li Gu Zhen, and he was a disciple of Daoist Master Bi Chen.

  The three of them were all foundation-building monks who had already achieved a state of being able to abstain from food, and they only lightly tasted the delicious vegetarian dishes on the table.

  That night, Murong Zixuan sneaked into the capital alone.

  But in a short while, a green rainbow descended into the courtyard, revealing the figures of Murong Zixuan and Murong Ling. Zhang Jian, who had been waiting impatiently, stepped forward and asked: "Is it true that Huanglong Mountain is colluding with evil cultivators?"

  Murong Zixuan's face sank like water, his voice cold: "Not wrong, if not for the evil repair to assist the array, the Lingqiao Sect that cooperated with my Murong family was no weaker than Huanglong Mountain. How could it be quietly and silently destroyed by Huanglong Mountain?"

  Bi Chen Dao furrowed his brow and said, "This Huang Long Shan has a deep connection with the Qing He True Person of Ling Xiao Palace. How could they be so foolish as to collude with evil cultivators, disrupt the imperial court, and not fear the calamity of their clan being exterminated?"

  Zhang Jian sneered: "Now it's useless to think too much, when we rush up to Huanglong Mountain and capture that Huang Long Taoist, won't everything be clear?"

  Murong Zixuan said: "Let's go inside and discuss it in detail."

  Everyone sat down in the house, and Mu Rong Zi Xuan asked: "Ling Er, tell me about the cause and effect of things in detail."

  Murong Ling nodded and said, "Yes, big brother. About a month ago, Grandfather began to notice that the Auxiliary King was making frequent moves. Zi Shu Daozhang and I also discovered several times that there were cultivators sneaking into the mansion to spy on us. So, Grandfather wrote a letter asking Iron Mu Daozhang, the leader of the Lingqiao Sect, to bring some powerful masters from his sect to come and guard the mansion."

  "Tiemu Daozhang and Xuesong Daozhang brought six disciples who had cultivated to the seventh layer or higher to Jin'an City. At that time, there were already three foundation-building cultivators in the Murong Manor, and ten cultivators who had reached the seventh layer or higher were stationed there. We thought that with such strength, even if Fuguo Gong and Huanglong Mountain had any sinister plots, we would be able to handle them, but..."