noffsinger Chapter 2327 Secret Talk
Chapter 2327 Secret Talk
Matthew looked calm, his eyes as peaceful as water as he stared at Murong Zhiyuan opposite him, his tone a little distant: "No need to say more polite words. Daoist Murong specially stopped me, what advice do you have? Could it be that you really came here to avenge those people?"
Murong Zhiyuan was not angry when he saw that Matthew was unwilling to flatter him.
He smiled slightly and waved his arm lightly. A soft white halo flew out from his sleeve and quickly formed a light shield as thin as a cicada's wing around the two of them.
This light shield is not offensive, it is only used to block out external sounds and prevent their conversation from being overheard by others.
Matthew glanced at the light shield and felt nothing in his heart.
He had already realized that this was just an ordinary soundproof cover and posed no threat to him.
Therefore, he just nodded slightly, signaling Murong Zhiyuan to continue.
Seeing Matthew so calm, Murong Zhiyuan couldn't help but admire him in his heart.
He cleared his throat and said solemnly: "First of all, I must clarify one thing - I am not from the Temple of Slaughter."
As he said this, he stared at Matthew, trying to catch some emotion from his reaction.
After all, the God-Slaying Temple has a bad reputation in the world of cultivation, and many cultivators avoid it.
Murong Zhiyuan guessed that the reason why Matthew was so cold towards him was probably because he suspected that he was involved with the God-Slaughtering Temple.
However, Matthew's expression remained calm, as if Murong Zhiyuan's words did not cause any ripples in his heart.
He just nodded calmly and said calmly, "Go on."
Murong Zhiyuan was slightly surprised when he saw this, but he quickly adjusted his mood.
He continued, "Before we talk about the main business, I have something to ask you - are you really the ancestor of Jingmen?"
Hearing this, Matthew raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of thought flashed in his eyes.
He pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "Jingmen is indeed the sect I founded in my early years. However, I lost contact with them later because of my seclusion. It was not until recently that I found them again. This time I went out to find something that would be beneficial to my cultivation."
His tone was calm, as if he was narrating a very ordinary matter.
However, Murong Zhiyuan caught a hint of deep meaning in his words.
A hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone became much more relaxed: "That's good."
Matthew noticed Murong Zhiyuan's mood changes and couldn't help feeling a little confused.
He vaguely felt that what the other party was going to say next might be closely related to him.
So he did not interrupt the other party, but waited quietly for what was to come.
Murong Zhiyuan hesitated for a moment, then suggested, "Since you have just come out of retreat, you probably don't know much about the changes in the cultivation world in recent years. Our conversation here will inevitably attract attention. Why don't you follow me to a secluded place, and I will explain everything to you in detail, how about that?"
Matthew did not respond immediately after hearing this.
His eyes were deep, as if he was weighing the pros and cons.
After a moment, he nodded, his tone still calm: "Okay."
Murong Zhiyuan thought Matthew would raise some questions. After all, rashly following a stranger to an unknown place is an adventure for any cultivator.
Even though Matthew is already a master in the Spirit Transformation Stage, he is not invincible in the human world.
However, Matthew agreed without hesitation, which caught Murong Zhiyuan off guard.
The speech he had prepared was of no use at this moment.
However, Murong Zhiyuan was not a person who would drag his feet. He smiled slightly, raised his hand to remove the soundproof cover, and then said to Matthew: "Fellow Daoist, please follow me. The place is not far away."
Before he finished speaking, Murong Zhiyuan's figure flashed and turned into a stream of light, rushing away into the distance.
Seeing this, Matthew lightly tapped his feet and followed closely behind like a shadow.
The two of them walked one in front and one behind, passing through the sea of clouds.
Murong Zhiyuan was extremely fast, but Matthew always kept a distance from him that was neither too far nor too close, appearing to be at ease.
During the flight, Murong Zhiyuan occasionally looked back at Matthew and saw that he looked normal, not worried at all about an ambush.
About half an incense stick of time later, Murong Zhiyuan stopped in front of a hidden valley.
The valley is shrouded in thick fog, and it would be extremely difficult to find this place unless you look for it deliberately.
Murong Zhiyuan turned to Ma Xiu and said, "Fellow Daoist, this is the hidden place I mentioned. Please follow me inside."
Matthew nodded and followed Murong Zhiyuan into the valley.
The valley is full of spiritual energy and has pleasant scenery, like a paradise on earth.
Murong Zhiyuan brought Matthew to a stone pavilion, motioned for him to sit down, and then he sat down himself.
"Fellow Daoist, this is where I practice daily. It is difficult for outsiders to notice. We can chat here without worrying about being disturbed." Murong Zhiyuan said with a smile.
Matthew looked around and nodded slightly: "It is indeed a good place. So, Brother Murong, can you explain your purpose now?"
Seeing that Matthew was still unwilling to say anything more, Murong Zhiyuan once again released a soundproofing shield.
Then, he took a deep breath and said, "Since you are not from the Slaughter God Temple, I will speak frankly. You should have inquired about the current situation after you came out of retreat."
"That's right, it was Wang Maoxue from Qingyun Mountain who told you." Matthew nodded and said to Murong Zhiyuan with a smile.
When Murong Zhiyuan suddenly appeared and blocked his way, Matthew already had a rough idea in his mind.
There were not many people he came into contact with after returning to the human world, and there was no way that he would tell Li Jingshan about his own affairs. Moreover, Li Jingshan had always been with him, and his every move was under his surveillance, so he had no chance to contact other people.
Therefore, it is easy to judge that Wang Maoxue was the only one who told Murong Zhiyuan about his own affairs.
"You are really thoughtful, you guessed so quickly that it was Wang Maoxue who told me about you."
After hearing what Matthew said, Murong Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
He didn't try to hide it and admitted it directly.
"Wang Maoxue is my subordinate, so it is reasonable for him to inform me of your affairs. I hope you can understand."
Murong Zhiyuan bowed and smiled at Matthew, his words full of defense for Wang Maoxue.
"It's okay. He is your subordinate. It's normal for me to report this to you. I won't lower myself to make things difficult for him." Matthew didn't seem to have any emotional fluctuations about this matter. He shook his head and chuckled.