Start with Tianlong Murong family, fight against the heavens

Chapter 1103 Win-win or not?

They are all evolving their own acquired great ways and competing for the authority over the great ways.

The calamity that a saint experiences is different from that of other people. Murong Ji has studied Nuwa's state of calamity.

It was as if everything had been predetermined, as if she was teaching herself and she knew naturally what she wanted to do.

Murong Ji thought about it carefully, and the state of Nuwa when she was his apprentice was indescribable.

However, the calamity faced by a saint must be different from that faced by other great powers in the ancient times.

The most basic guarantee for these saints to return to their original saintly positions is this kind of mysterious connection.

Murong Ji came back to his senses, "They...are coming back."

There is no intention to interfere too much. As long as they pass through the human race, they will leave traces and cause and effect on the human race.

The bond with the human race can never be broken.

At the same time, Xuan Du went up to Qingyun Mountain and chatted with Murong Ji for a few words. After finding out the whereabouts of Taiqing Laozi, he went into the robbery without saying a word.

It simply made Murong Ji a little confused.

There is really no need for Xuan Du to do so. He is the first ancestor of the human race. The majestic destiny of the human race protects him and he does not need to go through the calamity.

Just like Master Liuli, the Medicine Buddha from the West, went in and out of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation several times, and except for suffering some injuries, he was immortal.

With the support of the human race's luck, it would be difficult for them to die. Of course, they have to put aside the calculations of others.

After coming to his senses, Murong Ji arranged for him to be born next to Laozi, and to be his disciple and Taoist child.

It didn't take long for Murong Ji to gradually realize that something was wrong. The vigorous development of various ideas was indeed a good thing.

But it also revealed its drawbacks, for example, it is difficult to unify the country again.

The human race has evolved countless writing systems, language systems, living habits, and so on.

Murong Ji's heart sank to the bottom. The status of the Human King was reduced again! In other words, it would be difficult for the Human King to appear again!

In the future, there will be many different countries among the human race, with different languages ​​and writing systems, and different living habits. They consider themselves to be human beings, but different from other human races.

Murong Ji's face looked a little ugly. It was more than just ugly. This was cutting off the foundation of the human race!

It was discovered too late. I realized now that the places where these five saints were born were very strange, all over the world, consciously dividing the human race.

It seemed as if these saints were intentionally taking revenge on Murong Ji, and wanted to disperse the power of the human race in order to disperse the morale of the human race.

Murong Ji sneered, feeling helpless. He really had no other choice.

Even if he still holds a lot of trump cards in his hand, if he wants to unify the human race again, he can only set off endless disasters and reshuffle the human race.

But...is it worth it?
A bowl of delicious food turned these five people into half-cooked rice...

Murong Ji had no choice but to swallow it.

With a flip of his hand, a ray of light blue light appeared in his hand. Without thinking too much, he sent it directly into the cycle of reincarnation.

If enemies come, we will fight them with soldiers; if floods come, we will block them with earth. So, if that’s the case, then we must protect the root base of the human race.

Then, he strolled around Qingyun Mountain with his hands behind his back, humming a tune.

Remembering that there were still a lot of messages he hadn't read through, Murong Ji casually flipped through the note in his hand.

He couldn't help but pause when he saw a name, Lord Donghua!

Murong Ji's heart was pounding, and he carefully investigated this person's background. He only knew that he was a sword immortal, a newly born innate god, but he didn't know his specific background.

I only passed through Dongsheng Shenzhou, but I was constantly traveling in the human world.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly and calculated the time. Emperor Donghua should not have appeared at this time period.

Or was it someone's deliberate plot, or was it someone's backup plan?
Dong Wanggong, Donghua Emperor, Lü Dongbin...

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang between heaven and earth, shaking the heaven and earth and attracting the attention of all the powerful people in the prehistoric world.

Murong Ji was awakened, clenched the note in his hand, and turned to look in the direction where the sound came from.

Then I saw a golden beam of light shooting straight into the sky.

That place is the Doufu Heavenly Palace!
It caused the heaven and earth to shake, and made all the sacred star gods in the sky wake up and gather together in the Lingxiao Palace.

Murong Ji stood with his hands behind his back, his face calm and his brows furrowed in thought.

The chess pieces that he had laid out in his spare time were activated by someone, which shows that these were innate divine beings or saints from heaven.

Are you planning to change your next target and make plans for the Journey to the West?
Murong Ji looked through the endless space and saw the lively monkey on the island of Aolai Kingdom.

The monkey's eyes emitted golden light, and when he lowered his head, endless golden light shot into the underworld.

The three realms of heaven, earth and man were almost all seen by this gaze.

Murong Ji chuckled. The prehistoric world was full of games, one after another, which made people feel helpless, but it seemed like an endless struggle.

Gradually I realized that things were not going well.

The Buddhism nowadays is headed by Medicine Buddha, and many things are still mainly based on Dipankara Buddha, and the foundation is not very strong.

It is indeed a bit vain to want to intimidate many ancient powerful beings, and they still need their support behind the scenes.

After the saint’s catastrophe comes the Journey to the West catastrophe.

Murong Ji was full of doubts, "Who exactly is this Bodhi Patriarch? Do I have to teach him personally?!" If he taught him, then the situation would become distorted, because he had done all this for the smallest remaining soul of Hong Yun.

It also sets a trap for some people. If he teaches it himself, wouldn't all his efforts be in vain?
Murong Ji kept calculating in his mind, now that he had led someone into the calamity, he wondered if he could return before the great calamity.

"Are you really asking me to hand it in? That's bullshit!!"

The catastrophe will only become more and more frequent in the future. As the entire prehistoric world gradually grows, a large amount of spiritual energy and evil spirits will gather.

In the ancient world, the mountains, rivers, veins, and stars in the sky have no way to quickly refine spiritual energy and evil spirits.

A little bit of bloody murderous aura will turn into calamity aura, and measuring calamity is the best way to dissipate calamity aura.

This Journey to the West calamity can also provide opportunities for many arrangements and even cleansing, but Murong Ji will not allow others to interfere.

After coming to his senses, he flew up on his sword and headed straight for the East China Sea.

Landing on the coast of the East China Sea, Cang's eyes just glanced past and his gaze subconsciously focused. After seeing clearly, his whole body was shocked and he hid his figure in an instant.

He saw Daozu Hongjun walking step by step on the land of Aolai Kingdom.

Murong Ji frowned slightly, unable to figure it out for a moment, but he flashed into the crowd and settled down in this city on the edge of the East China Sea.

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Not long after, Daozu Hongjun was seen approaching the monkey.

Murong Ji touched his chin, and his pair of pale eyes pierced through the endless void and fell above the Aolai Kingdom.

Just like the God's perspective with X-ray vision, everything can be seen clearly.

Murong Ji couldn't figure it out. What was the reason that made this Taoist ancestor take the initiative to take action?
But it’s also a good thing, for him, it doesn’t mean he is in a passive position.

As soon as his eyes turned, Murong Ji immediately had other ideas. He flew back to Qingyun Mountain on his sword and stayed in the mountain until he came out.

After that, three hundred years passed quickly, and Taiqing Laozi was the first to return and regained the realm of a saint.

The human race must have had some realizations, and after returning to the Bajing Palace, they directly gave birth to three corpses and lived permanently in the Tushita Palace in the Heavenly Palace.

However, there is the human way, the heavenly way, and the acquired and innate ways running parallel, which is puzzling.

After that, saints returned one after another. Except for the Taoist Master Zhunti who had not yet completed his tribulation, the other four returned to their respective temples.

However, no one mentioned the robbery again.

Murong Ji was a little surprised, because Master Tongtian should have been trapped in Zixiao Palace.

But now, because of his intervention, he has avoided this disaster and is hiding in the Biyou Palace, refusing to go out.

No longer gathering the numerous disciples of Jiejiao, only the direct disciples such as the Holy Mother Wu Dang and the Holy Mother Jin Ling went to pay homage.

The rest of the people will be ignored.

Other saints are almost the same, they all have some insights while in the human world.

However, there have been some changes in the orthodoxy of Western Buddhism, with Sakyamuni having his own profound Buddhist foundation and practice.

Became a Buddha.

When Sakyamuni became a Buddha, he actually ascended to the throne of sainthood.

Murong Ji couldn't figure out what state he was in at the moment.

The original Taoist guide was completely gone, and this person who had experienced many tribulations in the world replaced the original Taoist guide.

He became a Buddhist saint, and his strength was even stronger than Hou Tu.

Murong Ji couldn't tell for a moment whether it was himself, the Taoist master, who benefited from Western Buddhism, or the Buddha.

I always feel like I'm doing something for him, but also like it's a win-win situation.

Not long thereafter, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva made a vow in the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood that he would not become a Buddha until the sea of ​​blood was empty, and he fought to the death with the Asura Lord.

It was also because of this that Chi You was liberated and returned to Huoyun Cave to take control of the destiny of the human race.

Murong Ji stood in front of Yuqing Palace, his eyes flashing, his mind racing. Many things were just as he expected, but, they went too smoothly.

It was so smooth that it was a little scary.

But Murong Ji knew in his heart that a new catastrophe was about to happen, and everyone was planning for it.

Murong Ji stretched lazily. The more he played the game, the less stressful he felt.

Only God knows what role this unintentional chess piece will play in the future. No, not even God knows.

A hundred years passed in a flash.

The situation in the Great Zhou took a sharp turn for the worse. The transition from the Spring and Autumn Period to the Warring States Period was just a change of two words, but in fact, it affected the lives of countless people.

The gods sit high above the human world, controlling the greatest power in the world, but they cannot control the operation and rise and fall of human beings.

The cleverness, cunningness, and wonderful changes of the human world deeply attract these fairies.

A hundred years of war has brought the human race to a state of collapse.

Of course, the human race in the Eastern world cannot represent the entire human race. Looking at the entire prehistoric world, the human race is relatively stable.

A large amount of luck continued to grow vigorously and gathered towards the Fire Cloud Cave, which in turn urged the growth of the Taoism of the ancestors of the human race.

The strong will always be strong, and there will always be newcomers coming in to make up for the losses.

The human race was stimulated to become the most powerful race in the world, and its accumulated foundation gradually caught up with the previous heyday of the dragon race.

(End of this chapter)