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Chapter 1076: Disaster
Sitting up from the bed, I suddenly envied Chang Xi, whose life was quite hopeful.

Finally, Nuwa's expression froze, as if she had thought of something. She lay back on the bed angrily, cursing inwardly: "Dead man!!!"

As if he was still worried, he sighed helplessly, turned his hand, and touched a flag.

There are numerous names engraved on the banner, and each one is a great demon.

The demon-gathering banner.

This Demon-Gathering Banner is an acquired spiritual treasure. It was a magic weapon used by Nuwa to protect Fuxi and other great demons during the great calamity between wizards and demons.

After shaking it gently a few times, an inexplicable force spread throughout the heaven and earth.

Not long after, more than a dozen big monsters flew towards Tianwaitian.

They landed gently in front of the Queen Nuwa Palace and looked at each other with inexplicable expressions.

I didn’t expect so many people to come!
"We pay our respects to the goddess Nuwa!"

"come in."

Soon, the gate of the Queen Wa Palace slowly opened. Yang Chan stood beside the door and gestured for them to come in.

Everyone bowed their heads and followed Yang Chan into the palace. Then, they saw the huge screen.

Map of mountains and rivers and the country!
"I summoned you here to give you a message..."

the other side.

"Ah!"

Murong Ji sneezed, became more awake, and looked at the sky outside in a daze.

It's broad daylight.

The dawn in the underworld is not like the dawn on the great earth.

It was the kind of brightness that was like the full moonlight, illuminated by a lot of fluorescent light.

That is the soul that dissolves in the waters of the Yellow Springs and Forgetful River.

The resulting environment is similar to a sunny one.

These fluorescent lights, rising and falling with the rhythm of heaven and earth between the underworld, create an alternation similar to day and night in the underworld.

Murong Ji glanced at Hou Tu who was sleeping on his body, and quietly pushed her off him.

"Boom!"

Murong Ji was stunned for a moment, rubbed his temples, and became a little more sober.

Then he started to wash and get dressed. When he opened the door, he saw his three disciples standing stupidly at the door.

Three little girls, about fourteen or fifteen years old, grew taller in just a few hundred years.

From the pure look in their eyes, you can tell that they have no intelligence at all.

Still a little confused for a moment, Murong Ji rubbed his eyes to make sure he was not seeing things.

His face darkened instantly.

"Why are you here?!"

The three little ones stood in a row, very well-behaved, looking up at Murong Ji blankly, wondering who the person in front of them was.

Murong Ji's face darkened. He knew it very well that these three little fools had forgotten about their master.

They were so angry that they went up and gave the fairy boy a slap on the head.

"Ouch!"

"what!"

"Hey..."

Gently awakening the sleeping souls, the eyes of the three people finally showed some wisdom.

It was as if their memories were returning, and they gradually remembered who the person in front of them was.

"Master? Master?!!"

"It's really you, Master!"

"Master, are you dead? How did you get here?"

Murong Ji: "..."

He rubbed his wrists and was about to give them another slap in the face.

The three little ones reacted subconsciously, covering their heads together and looking at Murong Ji pitifully.

Murong Ji felt somewhat helpless, his eyes falling on the vine snake not far away.

He bowed slightly to Tengshe, "Senior Sister."

Teng Snake quickly returned the greeting.

"The Queen has some things to do and doesn't have time to take care of these three people, so I sent them to you, which is more considerate."

"Wait until Her Majesty has time, and then take her back to the Wa Palace."

Murong Ji curled his lips. He knew what kind of personality Nuwa had. She was probably tired of playing with them and sent them back.

Tengshe was trying to smooth things over for her, but it was also making things difficult for them.

"Thank you, Senior Sister, for taking care of my three useless disciples. Senior Sister rarely comes to the underworld, so why don't I take you around?"

"No, the queen is busy and has to go back to help. Your Majesty, please do as you please. There is no need to see me off."

After he finished speaking, he bowed to Murong Ji and flew directly out of the underworld.

After waiting until Tengshe disappeared, Murong Ji's gaze fell on his three disciples again.

His cultivation has improved a lot, but his foundation is a bit weak, let alone his combat power.

The basic skills that I taught them were not solid, and they were simply raised by Nuwa to be three useless people.

His face couldn't help but darken, and he directly scolded: "You three!! In the Wa Palace, you actually wanted to be lazy!!!"

"Look at what you are like now. A hundred years have been wasted by you. The disciples I randomly accepted are all better than you!!"

The three little ones pursed their lips and didn't care about Murong Ji's scolding. After all, they had gotten used to it after so long.

Murong was so angry that he really learned Nuwa's bad temper.

He was so angry that he was about to give birth to a Buddha and then ascend to heaven. No wonder some people are unwilling to accept disciples. If you meet a troublesome person, it will really be troublesome.

Then, he sighed helplessly, "Follow me!"

Murong Ji walked in front, and the three little girls followed weakly behind him, looking around curiously at the layout of the underworld.

After finding a piece of open space, Murong Ji began to hone their basic skills.

Everything needs to be retrained and started over again.

It was very strict, but it made the three little girls miserable.

"If you can't endure the hardship of training now, you will be easily controlled by others in the future, or even lose your life. It will be too late for you to regret it! Practice now!!"

After living in the underworld for more than a year, the three little girls' temperaments have indeed changed greatly. They have transformed from being weak, cute and adorable to being strong and fierce.

Hou Tu sat aside, watching with great interest as Murong Ji scolded his disciples, especially the three little girls with bitter faces. For some reason, she felt inexplicably comfortable.

Murong Ji had a gloomy face all day long. His three direct disciples were spoiled. Anyone would feel bad about this.

Even Yin Changsheng was implicated. Most of the anger was taken out on Yin Changsheng, forcing him to practice and improve his foundation again. It was very harsh.

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For a while, the four of them became brothers in distress, and when Murong Ji was not around, they complained to each other.

With nothing to do, Murong Ji sat in the house and read the news coming from all over the prehistoric world.

Just treat it as a fun event.

Suddenly, Murong Ji was stunned. He put down the note in his hand, leaned back slightly, and looked helpless.

Daji...entered the palace.

"Jizhou Su Hu will never come to Shang." Murong Ji murmured.

Su Hu represents the opinions of the princes of the Shang Dynasty.

Jizhou is not small, but it is not big either.

At this time, we are far from being able to rely on one continent to fight against the whole world.

What's more, with the support of the princes behind them, they... want to test the attitude of the Shang Dynasty.

At this time, the royal court of the Great Shang Dynasty was at its most prosperous.

No demon or monster can stand a chance against the human king who is protected by good fortune.

If an ordinary big monster gets close to the Human King, he will be extremely suppressed.

The fortune is booming.

Do you really think that the Black Bird of Fortune is a joke?

But there is one group that is extraordinary.

The Queen of Tushan still lives in the Huoyun Cave, blessing the fox clan with continuous good fortune.

This line of demons was conferred a title by Murong Ji, but the Human King's aura will not exclude them.

He became the only big demon who could come into contact with the Human King.

The direct descendants of Tushan will not make enemies with the human race, nor do they have the capital to do so. Only the collateral bloodlines would think of taking a chance.

"The great demon in Xuanyuan Tomb has been tainted with the luck of the Yellow Emperor's lineage, so he is qualified."

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly and sighed helplessly. The great calamity of Conferred Gods has now officially begun.

For these monks, decades passed in a flash.

"It's getting late. I need to prepare in advance."

Murong Ji stood up, took a step out of the underworld, and took another step directly out of the earth, stopping above Xiniu Hezhou.

With a quick flash, he returned directly to Qingyun Mountain.

He entered the Yuqing Palace silently, sat cross-legged in front of the furnace, and activated the Zhuxian Sword.

In an instant, a large amount of calamity energy and evil spirits between heaven and earth were mobilized and gathered to form calamity clouds.

The heaven and earth are constantly changing bit by bit, and although it can be said that it is gaining momentum bit by bit, the speed is actually not slow at all.

The world changed suddenly, and other great powers in the ancient times suddenly felt like a thorn in their backs, as if there was a sharp sword hanging over their heads, ready to chop them down at any time.

For a moment, everyone's face changed drastically and their minds were in a state of confusion.

Shouyang Mountain, Bajing Palace.

Taiqing Laozi slowly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at the sky, then retracted his gaze and remained silent.

His eyes fell on the Tai Chi diagram in front of him, and he murmured, "Chance?! Disaster?!"

"Benefits and blessings rely on, and blessings and misfortunes fall."

Who would have thought?
He, the most holy man, had actually gone so far beyond the Way of Heaven.

He is almost on par with Nuwa and catching up with his teacher Hongjun, but there is no conflict in their traditions and neither of them pays attention to the other.

Unfortunately, there has been no progress in humanity.

"I am waiting..."

The murmuring sound slowly echoed throughout the Bajing Palace.

Xuan Du, who was standing by the stove watching the fire, opened his eyes slightly and then closed them again, as if he heard nothing.

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun slowly opened his eyes and looked outside the palace gate with an expressionless face.

He immediately withdrew his gaze and looked at Guangchengzi and other disciples in front of him.

He sighed slowly: [A great catastrophe has come, but this time it was caused by a human named Jiang, which directly cut off my chance of survival.]

[I was forced to leave.]

The disciples in Yuxu Palace looked at Yuanshi Tianzun, and everyone understood that their master was forced to sign the List of Gods in Zixiao Palace.

The purpose is to activate the great formation of humanity to connect heaven and earth. However, there are actually only so many nodes in the formation. Where did such a horrible disaster come from?
The Zhu Xian Sword can absorb the resentful and evil spirits of living beings and release it at will. No one knows where Murong Ji found this sword.

Many fellow disciples speculated that this might be an innate magic weapon that came into being when Murong Ji was experiencing the great calamity of wizards and demons.

How does it compare to the real Zhu Xian Sword?
No one has ever seen it. In order to distinguish between the Zhuxian Sword of Qingyun Mountain and the Zhuxian Sword of Biyou Palace, they even specially divided the difference between sword formation and sword art.

(End of this chapter)