Start with Tianlong Murong family, fight against the heavens

Chapter 1116 Whose Prosperity
"Brother Ren Jiang, please forgive our sins."

Murong Ji didn't move at all, still closing his eyes and resting.

Daozu sighed softly, and then said: "The star gods and officials who were deposed by you will be reinstated if they have no major mistakes or omissions."

"How to appease them? You should provide your own resources and compensate them."

"The Four Heavenly Emperors, the power is divided. This is my intention. You must not interfere. Just do your own duty."

Then, Daozu Hongjun gently closed his eyes and refused to say anything about the punishment they would give for recklessly kicking the human race out of heaven.

Murong Ji slowly opened his eyes, sneered, and an unknown fire involuntarily surged in his heart.

"The Taoist is really fair in his dealings. I admire you!"

Taoist Hongjun said slowly: "Don't be so weird. The position of Heavenly Emperor has been with you human race for a long time."

"The human race no longer regards other races as living beings. Don't think I'm joking."

Murong Ji's brows darkened. What Hongjun said made sense. The meanness of human nature was really hard to overcome.

If it really comes to that, they will really look down on other ethnic groups.

Even if Murong Ji strictly manages and handles them, there will still be situations where the lower-class people do not regard the lives of other tribes in the prehistoric world as living beings.

He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and then asked: "The human race's Fire Cloud Cave has free authority and is not restricted by the Heavenly Court!"

Taoist Hongjun looked at Murong Ji deeply, and then said, "Yes!"

Murong Ji simply clasped his fists in salute, turned around and left without even glancing at Haotian and Yaochi.

Haotian watched Murong Ji's back as he left, feeling resentful, and fell to his knees with a plop.

He crawled forward step by step. With every step, his face became more aggrieved, and finally he burst into tears.

"Wow wow wow, Master! Look at this! That man is going too far, looking down on us like this!! How rude!!"

"Master, I don't want to be the Emperor of Heaven anymore. I am almost being bullied to death by him. My power has been eaten away. If you don't give me the power, I might as well be a boy beside you."

"Look at that ginger guy, look at that ginger guy..."

Taoist Hongjun slowly opened his eyes and cast a cold gaze on Haotian. The inexplicable pressure made him unable to speak any more.

Haotian was so shocked that he slowly closed his mouth, a little stunned. Then he reacted, knocked his head to the ground, and couldn't get up for a long time.

Daoist Ancestor Hongjun looked up and saw Yao Chi standing there like a piece of wood, as if it could see nothing and knew nothing.

For a moment, he couldn't help but sigh: "I remember that when he went to Zixiao Palace, he treated you two very well."

"You two really get along well."

As soon as he finished speaking, Haotian's expression changed drastically. For a moment, he dared not speak. The inexplicable pressure made him a little panicked.

With his forehead pressed against the ground, he said tremblingly: "Disciple, I know I am wrong!"

Taoist Hongjun was silent for a long time, then sighed softly: "I hope you really know your mistake."

Earlier, when he had not yet thought of letting these two boys take charge of the authority of Heaven, Murong Ji had contacted them.

At that time, Murong Ji did have some utilitarian thoughts, and he did not look down on them because of their identities.

After that, he became the Emperor of Heaven, and he took good care of Haotian and the other two, teaching them hand in hand and asking them to go into the world to experience tribulations.

Then guiding them to sit on the throne of Heavenly Emperor would be the utmost kindness and righteousness.

Nowadays, the disputes over power are groundless, it is just because of Haotian’s greed.

If we really go into details, it is still a matter of desire. Taoist Hongjun was too lazy to pay attention to it, and his expression slowly dissipated.

He went deep into the Zixiao Palace and started practicing.

For a moment, only Haotian and Yaochi were left in Zixiao Palace.

Haotian sat down on the ground, wiped the sweat from his forehead, his expression gradually became solemn, even a little cold.

"Brother, what should we do?!"

Haotian looked up with a gloomy face and said, "What else can I do? Just give in and admit defeat! From now on, I will be that man Jiang's puppet and wait for my chance."

The unwillingness in one's heart makes one feel uncomfortable, but there is no other way.

Murong Ji returned to Qingyun Mountain, but did not say anything much. He just passed a message to Huoyun Cave that the human race should be self-governing.

Not long after that, when Murong Ji was sitting on the top of the mountain basking in the sun, Bai Mudan came up to him.

"Master, I have thought it through."

Murong Ji was stunned for a moment, then nodded and handed the book on the art of sexual intercourse back to Bai Mudan.

Bai Mudan took it with both hands and held it in her arms with a flushed face.

"Don't be nervous. Sex between a man and a woman is not something to be ashamed of. Just treat it normally."

"After having tasted that kind of feeling, you still need to control your desires and not indulge in them."

Bai Mudan nodded in confusion, then sat down and listened to Murong Ji's instructions bit by bit.

Murong Ji explained many things very thoroughly. Bai Mudan had no such experience and her face flushed as she took notes in the book.

Murong Ji sneered, then waved his hand, signaling her to go down and practice on her own.

Bai Mudan felt as if she had been pardoned and hurriedly ran into the room. At this moment, Murong Ji's voice came from behind.

"In the next few days, hand over the work to someone you like. If there is no one, I think Shaoyao is a good choice." "Or, Lianqiao, Youtan and others, then go down the mountain early to gain experience and see the prosperity of the world."

Bai Mudan paused, turned around, and saluted to Murong Ji, "Yes!"

Then he left in a hurry.

A month later, Bai Mudan went down the mountain to gain some experience.

Before leaving, Murong Ji gave her several magic weapons for self-defense. After all, she was a disciple of Qingyun Mountain, and she couldn't be bullied outside the mountain.

Another hundred years passed, and most of the human race's star officials were reinstated and took control of the Heavenly Court again. However, this time, they completely betrayed Haotian and the Queen Mother.

The entire Heavenly Court was headed by Emperor Ziwei, and Lord Haotian became dispensable. Fortunately, there was still the Queen Mother to support them.

However, he is the nominal Emperor of Heaven after all, and no one would really offend him.

Their previous approach of hurting the enemy by a thousand and hurting themselves by eight hundred was ultimately unlikable and untrustworthy.

It was the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and the world was in chaos, but then it gradually calmed down and then returned to the Jin Dynasty during the Three Kingdoms period.

To these immortals and gods, it was just a flash.

Murong Ji came back to his senses and looked at the various memorials in his hands before he came to his senses. At this time, the Eight Immortals also showed signs of success.

However, it was passed down from human teaching, with Han Zhongli as the leader, and there was a faint sign of gathering the Eight Immortals.

Rather than calling them the Eight Immortals, it would be more accurate to say that they are a group of practitioners who gather together to help each other. They are actually good friends.

Because they had similar personalities, they practiced and lived together.

Practicing cultivation is difficult, so when they have nothing to do, a few people get together to exchange ideas on cultivation and their own methods.

In this era, there are very few monks who can trust each other. It is even more precious that these eight people trust each other.

These eight immortals come from various sects, and each of them represents a kind of cultivation method.

Several people verified each other, learned from each other's strengths and made up for each other's weaknesses, and finally found their own way.

After a long time, their relationship is like that of brothers from the same school.

Among them, there was a sword master, who was the boy who practiced sword with Murong Ji back then.

Currently, he is only at the Golden Immortal realm, but his combat power is not low among these eight people.

Especially after the hundred years of chaos in the Jin Dynasty, his swordsmanship became more and more powerful. The moment he broke through the Daluo realm, he realized his own origin and foundation.

Prince of the East!
By chance, he was introduced to the Human Sect by Han Zhongli, and met Taiqing Laozi, and was later introduced by Taibai Jinxing.

He served as an official in the Heavenly Palace and became a rare helper of the God Haotian.

Conferred by Haotian, Emperor Donghua!
Among the Eight Immortals, only Emperor Donghua has the most extraordinary background and origin, while the others are mostly ordinary humans.

It has not been easy to get to where we are today.

Donghua gave himself a secular name, his surname was Lu, his given name was Yan, his courtesy name was Dongbin, and his Taoist name was Chunyang.

Not long after that, Lü Dongbin refined the roots of his previous life and consolidated his Dao fruit of Daluo Jinxian. He became the most powerful person among the Eight Immortals.

The path is bright, but it has not abandoned their small group.

Instead, they provided more support to this small group and guided them to practice in the secular world.

The world gradually returned to peace and the Sui Dynasty was established. But within a few decades, the world fell apart and returned to chaos again.

At this time, the Tang Dynasty rose suddenly and re-established a stable order on the basis of the Sui Dynasty.

Murong Ji had been paying attention to the news here. When he heard the three words "Li Shimin", he was a little dazed for a moment.

When he had free time, he would travel leisurely within the newly established territory of the Tang Dynasty.

When the Tang Dynasty was first established, it was not very stable. There were many foreign enemies and internal strife.

Murong Ji slowly approached Weize Pass, wanting to see how extraordinary the legendary Madam Li was.

He found an inn and stayed there directly. He waited for several days before Madam Li's army arrived right under his nose.

Perhaps it was because of the halo, but at first glance, Murong Ji was not that excited at all, and looked like an ordinary human cultivator.

Even worse than most of the human elites.

The one who practiced the martial arts was a direct descendant of the Jiejiao, that is, a member of the branch of the Holy Mother Wu Dang.

He sighed helplessly. At his level, his mind was indifferent and it was difficult for him to be interested in many things.

Divinity takes the dominant position and gradually suppresses humanity. This is a subconscious behavior and is not under their own control.

The height you are standing at is too high, so naturally you won’t care about the dust and ants under your feet.

Murong Ji could only use the emotions and desires of all living beings to balance his own divinity and make himself look like a human being.

After meeting him once, I felt that life was boring.

Murong Ji walked towards Chang'an City step by step.

The world gradually became stable. After a coup d'état in Chang'an, Murong Ji watched the entire Tang Dynasty gradually prosper.

Murong Ji has always disliked aristocratic politics, and the prosperous Tang Dynasty was not as prosperous as Murong Ji had imagined.

In the end, it was just the heyday of the Guanlong Group.

(End of this chapter)