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Chapter 1032: Don’t Want to Be Poor

Murong Ji was a little embarrassed for a moment, "I really have nothing to do with them..."

Hou Tu and Chang Xi were unexpected, and Murong Ji had lustful thoughts about them. As for the other girls, Murong Ji really had no thoughts at all.

What's more, there are only three people who are truly related to him.

I just coaxed him and got the matter over with.

Murong Ji felt helpless. Hou Tu was definitely not stupid. She knew that he was talking nonsense, and she was willing to listen to him lie to her in bed.

"I want the Wu Clan to experience a dynasty..."

"Um?!!"

Murong Ji was confused and wanted to ask more questions, but Hou Tu had already gotten up and was getting dressed.

After sending Hou Tu away, Murong Ji felt something was not right.

After thinking about it, she rushed to Changxi's yard under the cover of night and tricked Changxi into telling her about their plan with Houtu.

After much persuasion, Chang Xi finally passed out, but he still couldn't get anything out of her.

"Boom!"

Murong Ji sat on the bed, his heart full of doubts, "What on earth are you planning?!"

When Chang Xi woke up, he saw Murong Ji was about to come again, and his face changed again and again.

As soon as the sky brightened, I returned to the Moon Palace...

Murong Ji was speechless and made an appointment to meet with the Golden Spirit Mother and Yun Xiao.

I want to hear from them about Hou Tu's plan.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, it's not that I don't want to tell you. This is for your path. I can only tell you that we didn't harm you."

Murong Ji: "..."

After expressing his attitude, Murong Ji had no way of learning anything from these two people.

You can't just use both hands on them, right? That would hurt the relationship.

Murong Ji picked up the teacup, took a sip, and when he looked at the two of them again, he was a little dazed.

The two of them had no intention of leaving.

"You two...anything else?"

They had lived in Qingyun Mountain for several years and almost regarded this place as their cave...

"Fellow Daoist, have you forgotten what you promised us?"

The Golden Spirit Mother reminded him softly, and Murong Ji suddenly understood.

He had promised them to modify the formation, but it has not been implemented yet. He slapped his hand on the forehead, clasped his fists towards the two of them, and bowed.

"It's my fault. I'm sorry."

From then on, Murong Ji was modifying the formation and keeping an eye on the development of the human race.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred years had passed. Emperor Luo completed his merits and went to the Fire Cloud Cave.

He was supposed to pass the throne to Dayao and continue to control the floods, but due to Murong Ji's intervention, he passed the throne to Haotian.

Taking some time out, Murong Ji used a red hydrangea to match Haotian and Yaochi together.

After witnessing their wedding, he also told Haotian about some matters related to governing the human race. After several reincarnations, he experienced more than 1,500 disasters.

In any case, I have gained some experience.

Going through tribulations does not actually increase your cultivation, but it does increase your sexual power and cognition.

The more you experience and the more things you see, the more you will naturally understand, and when you continue to practice, you will get twice the result with half the effort.

Murong Ji brought the three corpses of the two of them down to the mortal world, assisted them in integrating the three corpses into the human body, and helped them refine their original origin.

Only after he had completely become a human did he let go and leave.

After Haotian came to power, he worked hard to govern the country and found it very easy to govern. He gained experience with other human kings and naturally formed his own system based on what he saw and learned.

In a short time, the human population increased dramatically, and the results were remarkable. They also improved the method of planting, storing water and accumulating fields, and using rice to save countless lives.

He reused Yao and Gun to control floods. Not long after, he discovered Shun and a series of geniuses of the human race, who turned the human race around.

With many things getting back on track, Murong Ji breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhuanxu and Fuxi also relaxed a lot.

He pulled his hand free and began to search for the traces of the dragon clan.

At the same time, Murong Ji has also modified and improved the two formations. The power of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation still needs to be tested, especially the effect of its harmony with heaven and earth.

When he handed it to Jin Ling and Yun Xiao, he declined their thanks.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, you have helped us so much and declined our invitation. How about you lend us your precious land and let us show our appreciation?"

Murong Ji was stunned, and thought about it. If he refused again, it would hurt the relationship. The Golden Spirit Holy Mother might not care, but Yun Xiao was a good friend of his when he was a nobody, and they had a good relationship.

To be honest, there are only a few people who don't despise Murong Ji for his bad character and sinister means. No matter what, we should cherish them.

Not long after, Murong Ji called Chang Qing and Chang Jian, and the two of them arranged a banquet.

Nuwa also came to join in the fun with her three little disciples.

As they toasted each other, Murong Ji felt a little dazed. This was the wine he had aged for many years and used to make medicine. He shook his head and his mind became a little clearer.

When I looked up, I saw Nuwa's half-smile, and I felt something was not right.

Before he could say anything, a figure threw himself into his arms.

Murong Ji's heart skipped a beat and he turned to look at Nuwa. He didn't know when the red ball was in her hands...

"Everlasting Sword! Everlasting Green!"

After calling out and waiting for a long time, there was no sign of anyone.

After just a moment, he came back to his senses and looked again, but his mouth was dry.

The Golden Spirit Mother has fair skin and usually wears tight jade clothes, wrapping herself tightly. Now we can feast our eyes on her.

Beneath the disheveled clothes, there is a raging sea.

Murong Ji slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the smell of alcohol sobered up a little. He clamped the spirit that was moving restlessly in his arms, and his eyes fell on Yunxiao who was in a daze.

"Yunxiao!"

Yunxiao looked at Murong Ji with a wooden expression, but the lust in his eyes could not be concealed.

Murong Ji was a little stunned for a moment.

His own medicine, why didn't he know it? This was what he used to experiment with lust, the lust crystal extracted from the sea of ​​blood.

Among the seven emotions and six desires, lust is lust!!!
"Nuwa! Stop making trouble! If Houtu finds out, she will peel off your skin!"

"Ha! Ha! Ha! This is what Hou Tu arranged!"

Murong Ji's face darkened, and before he could come to his senses, he felt a heat under the mountain. In an instant, he remembered the difficult situation when he was refining the Heavenly Pillar.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji looked at the table in front of him, which had almost been overturned.

The plates, bowls and chopsticks were scattered all over the floor. Mother Golden Spirit was half lying on them, with soup spilling all over her body, and even some of the greasy soup fell on her face.

It was as if she was a delicious dish.

It makes people's appetite whetted.

Murong Ji had a moment of clarity, and discovered the most tender side of the Golden Spirit Mother.

Looking up at Yunxiao, the girl was staring at the two of them, her face flushed, and she was eager to try.

He was speechless for a moment, and his eyes fell on Nuwa again. His three little disciples had disappeared, which made Murong Ji feel relieved.

As a teacher, if he has bad character, he will teach his students bad things. Nuwa still has some conscience and did not let him make a fool of himself on the spot.

But Nuwa herself was watching the show with great interest, playing with a red hydrangea in her hands and looking at Murong Ji with a smile on her face.

Things have come to this point and cannot be reversed. What else can we do?
He doesn't suffer any loss!
Everyone likes beauties, especially these innate sacred ones in the ancient times, each of them is unique.

They are born to be oriented to the Tao, but this makes it impossible for them to have all seven emotions and six desires like humans.

Although it is powerful, it has lost its vitality and charm.

Nowadays, humanity is flourishing. Even the most holy man, Taiqing Laozi, cannot possess all seven emotions and six desires like humans.

How can he, with his indifferent heart, walk deeply and long in the human way?

It was also because of this that Murong Ji almost closely followed Taiqing Laozi, forcing him to attack Murong Ji repeatedly.

Millennia.

What is a thousand years to the innate divine?
But even in this thousand years, the aftermath of the Lich Calamity has not dissipated.

Relying on his own practice, Murong Ji gradually caught up with these innate saints who had practiced for countless epochs.

If it were the case that they defeated Dijun Donghuang, they wouldn't be that nervous.

It's nothing to have the opportunity to become a saint. A congenitally holy person is not so petty as to not want to see others do better than him.

However, Murong Ji did not choose to become a saint, nor did he place himself above the level of acquired swordsmanship.

Instead, he took another path, another way to break the Dao with force! The Dao was just his tool, a tool for self-cultivation.

He fought with Hou Tu in the underworld and they were evenly matched.

He is a genuine saint, a person on the same level as Hongjun and Laozi. As long as Honghuang is not destroyed, they will be fine.

(End of this chapter)