Start with Tianlong Murong family, fight against the heavens

Chapter 1115 Biased Adjustment

Now, he met such a monkey again, but it was the Monkey King that he had been thinking about in his childhood, who resisted power and injustice.

With all the halos added, it seems nothing special now.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji recited the scriptures sentence by sentence and explained them to the monkey one by one.

A few days later.

Then someone came, following Murong Ji's trail.

Murong Ji looked at the three disciples standing in a row in front of him. They still hadn't grown up yet and still looked like half-grown little girls.

Murong Ji had a headache. He really didn't know how to teach these three direct disciples.

The boss does not have the righteousness and calmness of Tushan Honghong in his previous life.

The second one is not as domineering as Tushan Yaya.

The third brother, on the contrary, was a bit dull and silly. How could he compare to that demon with a thousand faces?

Murong Ji regretted letting them contact Nuwa, and he didn't know who was harming whom.

[Nuwa, she is born to be a disaster! ]

Fortunately, now he has rushed to the outer space to guard the Chaos Millstone.

Coming to his senses, Murong Ji taught four of them together, so they could be considered to have a close relationship.

When he had nothing to do, Murong Ji continued to read the news coming from Qingyun Mountain, and he was very happy.

The Queen Mother is very capable. If Murong Ji had not existed, she would have completely kicked the human race out of heaven.

Although the means are brilliant, it is a pity that there is no sense of the overall situation and one cannot see the depth and reality.

Looking at the current situation and feeling that it was about the same, Murong Ji directly gave orders to many human gods to assassinate those newly appointed gods.

As long as they are not disciples of other races, they will be killed directly and made into medicine.

For a time, although the three realms were not in chaos, the situation was not much better.

A large number of immortals and gods died, and their deaths were inexplicable.

In a short period of time, everyone felt in danger. Some immortals and gods were so frightened that they resigned and went down to the mortal world to become demon kings.

The demon clan has a rich heritage, and Haotian has gathered enough great demons to replace many star gods.

They were betting that Murong Ji would swallow his anger for the sake of the overall situation of the prehistoric world.

Once Murong Ji agrees, it would be a good idea to promote some human immortals and gods to ease the relationship between them.

Murong Ji didn't care. Since the human race was not included in the overall situation, why would he care about the overall situation?

For a while, the positions of star gods were changed again and again, and the battle between the stars in the sky was almost stopped.

The laws and regulations of heaven are not limited to the four major gates of heaven.

The four great emperors, led by Huoyun Cave, continued to radiate their authority, and within a short period of time, it almost spread to the entire prehistoric world.

This is what Murong Ji wanted. The influence of the Fire Cloud Cave of the human race gradually shrank after the great calamity of the Conferred Gods.

It is a good opportunity to take advantage of now to expand the influence of the human race.

For a time, the Five Great Emperors were in charge of the world, and nothing went wrong.

Murong Ji even wanted to rebuild a large formation outside of the Zhoutian Xingdou Great Formation to replace the operation of the Zhoutian Xingdou Great Formation.

However, there is no place for the gods and immortals in heaven.

The Fire Cloud Cave was originally the residence of the Heavenly Emperors of all generations. The human race is the human race. There is no place for the human race in heaven, so there is no need for them to enter this human world.

Suddenly, the smell of fire filled the air, and a large number of star gods came down from heaven and worshipped in the Fire Cloud Cave.

Instead, it greatly increased the strength of the human race.

There were also immortal kings and gods who led their armies to the mortal world to carry out missions. In name they were carrying out missions, but in reality they were rebelling.

For a moment, most of the heaven was empty.

It was not until this time that Haotian and Yaochi realized that they had gone too far.

If Murong Ji really didn't want to play with them, they would just be ordinary powerful beings in the ancient times.

He didn't die, for the sake of Daozu's face, he couldn't do that, but he eventually lost his power and initiative.

The Great Zhoutian Star Fighting Array has been shut down for a long time. In a hurry, a hundred years have passed, and the large amount of chaotic aura cannot separate yin and yang.

They gathered in the primitive world and constantly assimilated all things in the primitive world, causing more and more chaotic aura in the entire primitive world, causing considerable harm.

Faintly, there are traces of solar terms emerging, adding countless variables to this Journey to the West.

Murong Ji was not in a hurry at all. He had accompanied Sun Wukong for a hundred years, and he had taught him everything he should have. It was time for him to go back.

Then, Murong Ji said, "Do you still remember Tianpeng who fought against you in the Heavenly Palace back then?"

Sun Wukong thought about it carefully, and then he remembered that man: "I have some impression of him. He is the son of the eldest brother, right?!"

Murong Ji nodded: "I will also put him in the team to obtain scriptures, you probably have some idea of ​​his character."

"Along the way, help me teach him a lesson. If you can help him comprehend more, then let him comprehend more."

"If he still can't be taught, then it's his fate."

Sun Wukong nodded. It was as if Murong Ji had some kind of magical power. He clearly had a more suitable method than this.

If he proceeded step by step without telling him, it might even go better. After several failed plans, he dared to lay everything out in the open.

How to give Sun Wukong the opportunity to choose, so as not to let his mind be shaken. "I am leaving, you just have to bear it slowly, this is also a process of training your mind, and you may not encounter such an opportunity again in your future practice."

“Suffering is not worth singing about, but surviving in suffering and finding joy in it is also a state of mind.”

For some reason, Murong Ji thought of Su Shi again. Some people have infinite charm that is unforgettable.

He took the three disciples back to Qingyun Mountain and let them wander around.

As soon as I returned to Qingyun Mountain, I received news from Zixiao Palace.

【Come and have a chat.】

Murong Ji was stunned and stood in front of Yuqing Palace, without even being able to open the door.

I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows slightly. I didn't need to think too much to know what it was.

Things in the prehistoric world have accumulated seriously. Now, a large amount of chaotic aura has accumulated in the prehistoric world and cannot be eliminated by the operation of the large formation.

That was a disaster, and a large amount of mountains, rivers and land were assimilated by this chaotic aura.

The assimilation of the mountains, rivers and land is almost irreversible, and all kinds of karmic disasters are born. How can Haotian and Yaochi bear it?
If left unchecked for a long time, the karma will become deeper and there will seem to be an inexplicable crisis of exchanging one's own children.

At this moment, if this chaotic aura is not dissipated, the problems that arise will become even more serious.

Although it has hindered the development of the prehistoric world, Murong Ji is not in a hurry because this matter is not caused by him.

Murong Ji pushed open the door of Yuqing Palace, but it was a bit cold inside. Although someone had been sweeping the dust here, there was still no one around.

Murong Ji walked around the room, then walked out of Yuqing Palace and flew towards Tianwaitian on his sword.

When he landed in front of the gate of Zixiao Palace, he found it was wide open and two boys were standing in front of it.

Haotian and Yaochi.

At this time, they were not wearing the emperor's cotton robes, but the kind of boy's Taoist robes that he had seen at the beginning.

Haotian and Yaochi are already adults, and wearing this kind of clothes would look a bit out of place.

Seeing Murong Ji coming, he hurried forward to salute.

"Brother Jiang, you are here."

Murong Ji waved his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and stepped over the threshold in front of him without even glancing at the two of them.

Haotian and Yaochi felt a little embarrassed, then they closed the door of Zixiao Palace and followed Murong Ji, walking forward step by step.

Murong Ji looked up and saw Daoist Hongjun sitting cross-legged right above him.

In front of him, there were six cushions.

Murong Ji took a few steps forward, bowed to Hongjun Daozu, and without waiting for him to speak, he sat down on the second cushion on the right.

Just sit down randomly, without any subjectivity.

"Old man, you came to me to give me some instructions?"

Daozu Hongjun then slowly opened his eyes: "Now that you know why, you won't get angry anymore. The overall situation of the prehistoric world is the priority."

Murong Ji sneered, sat cross-legged, supported his knee with his left hand, then supported his chin and looked at Hongjun with a smile.

"I'm not looking for trouble. I want the human race to cooperate and withdraw from the power of the Heavenly Court. So what? In the end, am I still wrong?"

Daozu Hongjun held his forehead helplessly, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say: "You are also a saint, so why would you get angry with them? It's embarrassing."

"You are so angry, old man. I got beaten up by those two boys. My face is swollen!"

Murong Ji glanced at Haotian and Yaochi coldly, and continued, "Come and take a look! Now that there is a problem, they blame it on me. What's the logic of Daozu?!!"

Murong Ji's voice became increasingly sharp, almost a roar at Zixiao Palace. Before long, the voice gradually calmed down.

Murong Ji was a little surprised. This Zixiao Palace also has a silencing function?
Taoist Hongjun did not say much, but his eyes fell gloomily on Haotian and Yaochi.

After a long silence, he turned to look at Murong Ji and said, "Let's forget about this matter now. You guys should not mention it again. We will handle the future as it is."

"How about just pretending that this never happened?"

"Nothing! Daozu, you are really biased. Your Dao boy did such a bad thing, and in the end you still want me to clean up his mess! How is that justified?!"

Murong Ji stood up and pointed at Haotian and Yaochi with disgust, his tone becoming increasingly gloomy.

"Even if I don't pursue the matter, what should I do with the Star Lords and Immortal Gods they dismissed?"

"I did nothing wrong, but they found a reason to dismiss me. How can I explain this to them?!"

As he said this, he placed the memorials impeaching them directly in front of the Taoist Ancestor. The piles were more than one meter high.

After putting more than ten stacks in a row, Murong Ji still refused to stop.

Daozu Hongjun rubbed his forehead with a headache: "Alright! I know what you mean!!"

Then, Murong Ji paused, stood aside, and closed his eyes to rest.

"You two come forward!"

Haotian and Yaochi took a few trembling steps forward and bowed to the Taoist Ancestor.

"The disciple is here."

Hongjun's expression softened a little: "I'm going to apologize to your Senior Brother Jiang."

The two of them were also obedient and directly performed the ceremony of paying homage to Murong Ji, without any ambiguity at all.

(End of this chapter)