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Chapter 1106: Destiny Split
For her, it was an opportunity, but it also destroyed her foundation.

In addition, snake monsters lack emotions, are cold-hearted, and lack some nature, only having some instincts.

And, restrain the instinctive desire to practice.

It is precisely because of this thought that it is so rare and precious.

Murong Ji's face darkened, and only at this moment did he realize why this Taoist Hongjun insisted on keeping him?
You still need to deal with all kinds of troubles by yourself.

"what's up?"

The woman bowed according to human etiquette, but her manner was extremely clumsy and awkward.

"Junior brother, I have a question, may I ask for your advice?"

Murong Ji twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling a little headache, because she transformed too early, she didn't even have the most basic knowledge to distinguish between men and women.

He couldn't tell whether he was a man or a woman, and there was no way he could teach him.

Then, Murong Ji sighed and emphasized: "You should call yourself Junior Sister. You should clearly distinguish between men and women."

"If you have any doubts, I will tell you."

Murong Ji was helpless. He explained everything to her bit by bit and broke it into pieces before feeding it to her.

No matter what, it is an opportunity for others and we can't ruin it.

Teaching disciples to practice, especially at the beginning, is extremely painful and requires guiding them bit by bit.

Finally, he understood everything. Murong Ji wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"It's been such a long time, and I still don't know what my junior sister's name is."

"name?"

Murong Ji was stunned. Looking at her, the corners of his mouth twitched. Could it be... that she doesn't even have a name? ! !

It seems so.

Murong Ji was helpless. After thinking for a while, a name suddenly popped up in his mind.

It’s also the White Snake from Qingcheng Mountain, but it’s better to... Murong Ji was a little hesitant. She was not sure whether this White Snake could withstand the disaster of future generations.

"I don't have a name, please give me one, brother."

Murong Ji was silent for a while, "Let's just call her Bai Suzhen..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ji walked towards the mountain, leaving the white snake standing there in a daze, "Bai Suzhen..."

She didn't even know the origin and meaning of her name.

Three years later.

Murong Ji looked at the monkey kneeling at the door to show his determination to seek the truth, and he was amused.

In fact, these three years are just to provide a buffer for these mountain spirits and wild monsters, making them more like humans and preventing the monkey from discovering their flaws.

It had not been long since these mountain spirits and wild monsters transformed. A few woodcutters who went up the mountain to chop wood took advantage of the opportunity, and a woman who had been traveling in the mountains went up the mountain to seek the truth.

There are twenty or thirty people with various backgrounds, so there should be some adjustment required.

And these are what Murong Ji needs to do. It will take him three years to lead these people onto the avenue so that they will not be exposed.

It's a pity that his character is a little poor.

It was at this time that Hongjun Daozu, in the name of Bodhi Patriarch, opened the gates of his mountain and accepted Sun Wukong as his disciple.

Murong Ji was speechless. He sat in the first seat on the left hand below Patriarch Bodhi, supporting his chin with his elbow, listening to Patriarch Hongjun talking about the most basic method of cultivation.

It was quite boring. These things were so familiar to him that his foundation was even more solid than that of Patriarch Hongjun.

Patriarch Hongjun glanced at Murong Ji indifferently, pretended not to see it, and continued to explain many methods of rigorous cultivation.

Down the mountain.

In an alley in Handan, Zhao State, the three Yunxiao sisters slowly descended, covering the alley with the Hunyuan Somersault.

Not long after, the cry of a baby was heard. It was loud and powerful, and the cry seemed to be an announcement to the entire ancient world.

He is back!
There should have been a strange vision, but it was tightly covered by the Hunyuan Golden Bowl and nothing appeared.

After the child was able to survive, Yunxiao put away the Hunyuan Golden Bowl, flew up, and landed above the clouds.

"Qiong Xiao and Bi Xiao, you guys take the Hun Yuan Golden Bowl back to Heaven first, I'll be back soon."

Bixiao looked puzzled, "Sister, is there something you haven't finished yet? Why don't we join you?"

Yunxiao opened his mouth to speak, but didn't know how to say it.

Qiong Xiao pulled Bi Xiao and said, "Of course we don't need to go. What are we going to do? To help them shine?!"

Then, he pointed from a distance and said, "Don't you see the direction with the aura of the saint?"

"Besides Ren Jiang, what other saint is running around? Big sister is naturally going to look for him!"

"Let's go! Some people will think we're in the way soon, huh!"

"Oh."

Qiong Xiao pulled Bi Xiao and flew rapidly towards the sky, leaving Yun Xiao alone looking at their backs and clenching his fists.

Then he turned around and took off, flying towards the south.

Landing on this desolate mountain, Yunxiao felt more and more that something was not right. She naturally recognized the Taoist aura that Murong Ji unconsciously emanated from him.

However, the rhyme of Tao here is somewhat complicated.

Only when you enter the mountains do you realize how extraordinary this place is.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a paradise.

However, this paradise does not have the heritage of other paradises, as if it was just built.

Give her a feeling of Qingyun Mountain.

Qingyun Mountain is a paradise built by Murong Ji. For a moment, Yun Xiao didn't know what Murong Ji was doing here.

When I walked into the mountain, I saw Murong Ji sitting cross-legged on top, talking about the great truth.

There were twenty or thirty people sitting in a row below, most of them were newly transformed mountain spirits and wild monsters, and some humans. Among them, the most spiritual and the best qualified one was the monkey.

With just one glance, Yunxiao could see its origin. For a moment he was a little surprised, yet also a little clear.

She received the gift of opportunity from Hong Yun, so she was naturally familiar with Hong Yun's soul. Without Hong Yun's gift, she would never have been able to reach her current height.

For a moment, seeing the monkey, I felt a little close to it.

However, he did not go forward to disturb him. He waited until Murong Ji finished his lecture and the audience left before he went forward.

Murong Ji took Yunxiao to meet the Taoist master, and after receiving the evaluation of "wind spirit and jade beauty", he took Yunxiao and said goodbye.

Then, he pulled Yunxiao into the room to talk in detail.

Soon, Yunxiao's sobbing sound was heard in the room.

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Yunxiao came at the right time to help her teach those women how to practice.

Especially for those women who have just transformed, there are many things that need to be taught step by step about the things between women.

Murong Ji couldn't explain these things, so he could only find someone to teach him.

With nothing to do, Murong Ji was strolling on the mountain, watching Sun Wukong go up the back mountain to pick peaches. His movements were a bit ugly, but he climbed the tree very fast.

After Sun Wukong picked the peaches, he took two steps to Murong Ji and handed him a few peaches.

"Brother, have some peaches. The peach trees on this mountain are growing very well."

Murong Ji looked at the peach in front of him and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. This was not an ordinary peach.

It is no worse than the Renshui Peach Tree. Hongjun really invested a lot of money in it.

If Sun Wukong eats like this for seven years, his foundation will be comparable to that of the second generation disciples of the three religions.

"Crack!"

Murong Ji took a bite and found the peach crispy and had a really good taste.

"Yes, that's right. Brother Wukong, if you believe in me, please share this peach with your fellow disciples and leave a portion for them to show their loyalty."

Sun Wukong was stunned, looked at the peach in his arms, and his face was bitter for a moment, not enough to share...

Turning back to look at the peach tree, there are still some leaves on it, but I feel reluctant to let go.

Then he gritted his teeth, carried the basket on his back and went up to pick peaches again.

Murong Ji: "..."

"You're so obedient."

Murong Ji suddenly thought of himself. When he became Zhang Boduan's apprentice, he believed whatever Zhang Boduan said.

This monkey is not stupid, so he naturally knows that this peach is extraordinary. How could he not see the abnormality of his fellow disciples?

Wait until Sun Wukong returns from delivering the peaches, then come find Murong Ji.

Following Murong Ji's example and sitting on the steps, the two of them didn't say a word.

After a long time, Murong Ji stood up, stretched, and then flipped his hand and threw a copy of "The Analects of Confucius" directly at Sun Wukong.

"When you have nothing to do, read more books. There are countless scriptures in the Sutra Library. It is good to read more when you have nothing to do."

After he finished speaking, Murong Ji turned and left.

Sun Wukong looked at Murong Ji's back, then looked at the book in his hand with a firm gaze.

Seven years passed in a flash. During these seven years, Sun Wukong listened to the teachings every day but never put them into practice personally.

In fact, its foundation and heritage have undergone tremendous changes in the past seven years.

His inherent aptitude was good, and with the subtle influence of the past seven years, once he began to practice cultivation, he made rapid progress.

Murong Ji stretched lazily. From now on, he would not be the one to do anything.

Patriarch Bodhi personally taught this Monkey King skills, and Murong Ji also taught him the Law of Heaven and Earth over the past seven years.

This is enough for the monkey to deal with most of the fairies. As a human, it is not easy to be invincible. There are still many top-notch practitioners.

If you are not a saint, you are just an ant.

After returning the Jade Disc of Creation to Hongjun, Murong Ji found a reason and went down the mountain directly.

After returning to Qingyun Mountain, Murong Ji began to look at the various things that had happened in the prehistoric world during this period.

The Donghua Immortal Lord, whom he paid special attention to, was indeed the reincarnation of the Eastern Palace, and his acquired swordsmanship was extremely sharp.

What Murong Ji didn't expect was that the broken piece of Tianwen Sword fell into his hands.

It became his life-saving magic weapon.

For a moment, Murong Ji's mind was in a turmoil, as if there was some cause and effect involved in everything.

With a helpless sigh, he asked his disciples to hand over the hilt of the Tianwen Sword.

Not long after, war broke out again in the secular world, and the Qin Dynasty marched eastward to unify the world.

Murong Ji, however, paid close attention, wanting to see if it was possible to unify the human race again.

It was not until the King of Qin sought immortality and wanted to break the shackles set by Murong Ji that 'the king is not allowed to practice cultivation', but he died after failing.

Murong Ji also did not find an opportunity to unify the human race again.

I feel helpless, but this is all I can do.

Guiding the King of Qin's soul onto the path of spiritual practice, and then sending it into the Fire Cloud Cave, this would be considered the end of a cause and effect.

(End of this chapter)