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Chapter 1055: Is he considered a traitor? ! ! !

But who is this god general? I have never seen him before!
Murong Ji looked at the woman, and after suppressing the three-handed dragon, he secretly exhaled a breath.

He retrieved his backpack, put the herbs away, and followed the official road.

After entering the city, it was already half a year later.

As soon as he entered the city, Murong Ji saw Yin Changshou. He was a little surprised for a moment. Is this kid so free now?
Now, he is the king of the human race. Murong Ji was too lazy to pay attention to him. He just found a small path and walked away.

At night, they stopped in the forest. Murong Ji built a fire, roasted some dry food, put it aside, and warmed a pot of water.

Then he took off his shoes and warmed his feet.

The taste was a bit sour and refreshing. Murong Ji pinched his nose for a long time, and only after the taste faded away did he eat the dry food along with the water.

The pickled meat tasted good, of course, when you're so hungry, everything tastes good.

It was almost midnight when I looked up and saw a figure falling in front of me.

This is exactly the divine general from heaven.

I was a little stunned for a moment. She didn't look very well. There was blood on her body and she looked very embarrassed.

[Was he dealt with by that dragon? This shouldn't be the case! ]

This woman's strength is higher than that of the dragon, but the problem is that the dragon's physique is very strong. If she had some magic weapons in hand, it would be easy to deal with it.

Murong Ji looked carefully and indeed did not recognize him. The Heavenly Court had gone through so many generations of Heavenly Emperors, so many changes in positions, and so many celestial generals had died in battle.

How much blood was replenished? Murong Ji hadn't paid attention to it for a long time, so naturally he had never seen it.

The woman glanced at Murong Ji and then asked, "Are you Youshen!?"

Murong Ji shook his head.

"That's the mountain god?!"

Murong Ji shook his head again.

The woman probably understood something and thought that Murong Ji should be a casual cultivator, a casual cultivator of the human race.

Without saying anything more, he sat down on the other side of Murong Ji's fire. The general did not need to eat, but he had to preserve his mind.

Closing your eyes and meditating is resting.

Murong Ji did not bother them and meditated quietly until dawn. Then he packed up his bamboo basket, put it on his back, and walked towards the official road step by step.

Half a month later, Murong Ji saw the three-headed dragon again. He was surprised and realized that he had changed direction and headed towards Chaoge.

How come this dragon can still be encountered? !
Turning around, he saw the heavenly general in the distant sky chasing him from behind.

Murong Ji said no more, changed direction and continued on his way.

Unexpectedly, a few days later, the three-headed dragon was seen again.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly and thought carefully. The three-headed dragon should have some inexplicable sense. [Ancestral Dragon Pearl? ! ! ]

Without saying anything more, I followed him.

With the Hunyuan Golden Bowl concealing the secrets, no one could predict his actions. The dragon could only sense a general direction through its bloodline.

Another year passed, and Murong Ji finally arrived at the city of Chaoge. He was shocked when he saw the city in front of him.

The current Chaoge City has not yet been completely built, but judging from its scale, it is several times larger than any city Murong Ji has ever seen.

At this moment, only four words emerged in his mind: magnificent!

Most of the people who built this city were half-witches, who were physically strong and many times more useful than ordinary humans.

The speed of city construction is also increasing.

After entering the city, Murong Ji thought about living here for a while.

From now on, this place will be the center of the human race, so we must take a good look at it.

Furthermore, he also had to guard against rebellion from the Wu clan. After all, Yin Changsheng was his and Hou Tu's child.

If he was fooled by Hou Tu, or if Hou Tu had some wrong mind, she would encourage him to lead the Wu clan and become independent from the human race.

Rebuilding the Wu clan would be a disaster.

Murong Ji sold some of his belongings and scraped together some money to buy a small courtyard in Chaoge City.

Settle down from here.

Murong Ji thought that the structure of this house was such that it could have front and back doors, but the street behind it was a market for business.

There are residential houses in front.

He simply broke through the wall, converted the bedroom into a shop, and opened a medicine house.

The rest of the rooms can be used for storing medicinal materials or for living, and are also quite good.

However, he still felt a little regretful. If Lu Xueqi was willing to follow him to experience the tribulation and live here, it would be quite good.

As soon as we landed, we heard a sound from the main street ahead. The rumbling sound of a horn was indeed quite shocking.

Murong Ji could even feel the ground shaking under his feet.

"The King is back..."

The sound almost reached the entire Chaoge City.

Murong Ji climbed up the wall, jumped up and looked, but could not see anything. The residential area here was too big, so if he wanted to see anything, he could only go to the main street.

Murong Ji hurriedly packed his clothes and came to the main street, where he saw thousands of soldiers marching into the city one by one.

The huge imperial carriage slowly poured in from the city gate.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly. He always felt that there was no one in the car. Yin Changshou probably had gone somewhere to play.

His eyes fell on the figure next to the frame. He was wearing armor and a crested helmet, which perfectly reflected his face. His face was firm, and his eyes were bright and sharp.

Ride on the side of the king's frame as a guard.

Murong Ji was a little surprised. He had dealt with this person before, although the time was very short, but he still had some impression of him.

When we went to the Immortal Mountain to seek Yuan Feng as the totem of the human race, it was this man who led the way.

"I didn't expect Kong Xuan to come to the human race so early..."

At this time, Kong Xuan was a Daluo Golden Immortal. Thanks to the good fortune of the human race, he pushed his cultivation to perfection and had a tendency to break through to become a Quasi-Sage.

Murong Ji nodded, it was quite good.

Kong Xuan seemed to sense something and looked over following Murong Ji's gaze.

The two looked at each other from a distance, feeling a little curious and surprised.

After Kong Xuan saw that Murong Ji was just a mortal and there was nothing unusual about him, he stopped paying attention to him.

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Then, Murong Ji disappeared into the crowd and went back to sort the herbs.

How the Shang Dynasty was governed had nothing to do with Murong Ji, he just lived his own life.

Six years passed, and Murong Ji sat in the medicine room, taking the pulse of the patient in front of him with some boredom.

"The internal heat is rising, the waist is sore and the legs are weak, so have less sex."

He supported his head, without even looking at the patient in front of him, wrote down the prescription with his right hand, and asked him to go to the side to get the medicine.

Then, he started to see the next patient. Murong Ji didn't even raise his head, but directly took the patient's pulse. In a moment, he knew the patient's condition.

But he didn't even say a word. He just wrote down the prescription and asked him to go over to get the medicine.

Murong Ji's skills have spread throughout the area, and there is almost no disease that he cannot cure.

Almost everyone who was brought to him alive was cured by him, of course, the cost of the medicine was expensive.

I raised my head slightly and saw Zisheng, who was grabbing medicine from the medicine cabinet in front of me, with his arms almost waving sparks.

Sweating profusely, he had to carefully weigh the medicine using a medicine scale.

Murong Ji looked in another direction with some boredom. He did not treat the patient in front of him for the time being, giving Zisheng some time to catch his breath.

When I stopped like this, my thoughts started to wander.

The family monarchy had indeed developed significantly during the Shang Dynasty, and the most obvious development was in surnames and titles.

For example, King Cheng Tang of the Shang Dynasty.

Yin is the clan name, Zi is the surname, and there is a given name after that.

[It is really difficult for such a prince to come to this medicine furnace to get medicine. ]

Then, his gaze fell on Ziyong, who was checking out the bill. He looked at them expressionlessly, his hands busy but not confused.

I do have some skills. I am busy but not chaotic. This is my talent.

[How come I remember that these two don’t live long! ]

After watching them finish prescribing the last set of medicine, Murong Ji came back to his senses and continued taking the patient's pulse.

"No sex in the third month of pregnancy, little... huh??!!"

Murong Ji was confused and couldn't help but take it seriously. The fetus had already taken shape in the belly and was even beginning to lay the foundation.

The human race has absolutely no such opportunity. As soon as it is formed, it will be born before it has time to lay the foundation.

After ten months of pregnancy, the mother is weak, where does she get all the strength to make up for it?

This situation usually only occurs in innate sacred beings.

Murong Ji looked up and froze in place.

Just as he was about to ask, "Why are you here?", he suddenly remembered that he had changed his appearance and used the Hunyuan Golden Bowl to conceal his aura.

It’s not likely that the Golden Spirit Mother would be able to recognize it.

"Doctor, what's going on with me? Am I pregnant with a boy or a girl?"

Murong Ji came back to his senses, calmly wrote a prescription for preserving the pregnancy, and then motioned for her to go get the medicine.

We can't let those two guys sit idle.

The Golden Spirit Mother sat still, protecting her belly and looking at Murong Ji with a half-smile.

But it made Murong Ji's scalp tingle.

He thought that the Golden Spirit Mother was crazy. She had the opportunity to become a saint and had the qualifications to attain enlightenment, but once she gave birth to a child, part of her origin would be separated.

It is precisely because of this part that no one knows how long it will take her to recover, and she may even miss the opportunity to become a saint, and benefit others for nothing.

When Hou Tu was pregnant with Yin Changsheng, it was after she became a saint. If she had been pregnant before becoming a saint, she would never have been able to become a saint.

However, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother did the opposite. She cut off her own path for the sake of such a child. If she wasn't crazy, what else could she be?
"Madam, is there anything else? Just tell me, I can still solve it, and I will definitely help you."

The Golden Spirit Mother's face showed misery, and tears instantly flowed down her face. She held a golden handkerchief in her hand and sobbed softly.

"Since the Taoist priest said so, I will tell you." The choked voice could not help but make people feel pity for him.

Murong Ji's mouth twitched. He just said politely and looked at the long queue behind him. He saw Yunxiao sending away those who were queuing to see the doctor.

Seeing Murong Ji looking at him, Yun Xiao made a playful face at him.

Murong Ji's mouth twitched again. What was this? Was he a traitor? ! ! !

(End of this chapter)