Start with Tianlong Murong family, fight against the heavens

Chapter 1119: Lion Camel Ridge at the Foot of Lingshan Mountain

When he walked forward, he saw Murong Ji sitting there without moving, and felt a little awkward for a moment.

【As the host, he didn't even come out to greet us. 】

The woman was angry in her heart, but then she smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang is really a handsome man!"

Yang Chan was bewildered. She stared blankly at the woman who entered the study, not knowing what she was doing.

Murong Ji frowned slightly, looked at her outfit, made some guesses, and glanced at Yang Chan with a smile.

Then he asked, "Are you here to propose marriage? Tell me, which young man has taken a fancy to my sister?"

The woman was stunned, then laughed.

"Oh, you are a straightforward person, I will not hide it from you, the one who wants to marry into your family is the Prince of Wei's Mansion, you see..."

Murong Ji was stunned for a moment, "Which King of Wei?"

"Oh, which King of Wei is saying this?"

Murong Ji understood clearly, the King of Wei, Li Shimin's son? Li Tai?

Turning to look at Yang Chan, he said, "I should ask my sister what she thinks."

Then, the two turned to look at Yang Chan.

The matchmaker didn't wait to speak.

Yang Chan's face turned red, and she stood up with a "swoosh". "Get out! I don't need a marriage proposal, I won't marry!"

"Hey, Miss Jiang, don't be shy. The Prince of Wei's Mansion is a good match. His Royal Highness the Prince of Wei has said that he is willing... Hey? Wait! Miss! Miss..."

Without saying a word, Yang Chan pushed the matchmaker out of the door and kept pushing her out the door.

"bump!"

With a loud noise, the door was closed. Yang Chan breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed her still red face, and calmed down.

Outside the door, the matchmaker's voice could be heard knocking on the door.

The matchmaker was also a little helpless. People like them were respected and welcomed no matter where they went.

Even if it didn't work out, he was still sent out with kind words. It was the first time that he was pushed out by someone.

"This woman has great strength!"

It was as if I was being carried out by that woman.

The matchmaker had no choice but to turn around and leave.

Yang Chan relaxed only after she realized that the person outside the door had left.

When I walked into the study, I saw Murong Ji sitting back, still reading the book.

Yang Chan muttered something softly, then returned to her seat, picked up the book, but could not continue reading.

Murong Ji suddenly said, "Then Li Tai, the Prince of Wei, is a good match. Would you like to consider it?"

Yang Chan retorted unhappily, "Then just go get married! Humph!"

"Is it reasonable for a deity to marry a mortal? Didn't you say that there is a difference between deities and mortals..."

Murong Ji sneered, "I hope you will remember it forever."

Then I didn't bother to pay attention to it, picked up the book and read it carefully.

Not long after that, when Murong Ji went out for a walk, he would often run into a strong man who would follow him and come up to talk to Yang Chan.

"I can be your ancestor! Get out of here!"

When Murong Ji heard the voice, he looked back speechlessly. The strong man's face turned pale and blue due to the rebuke.

Yang Chan was right. Judging from her age, she could indeed be his ancestor.

At this time Murong Ji looked Yang Chan up and down. Yang Chan's appearance at this moment was really rare in the world.

Just ignore it and let them develop as they want. Whether they are destined to be together or not depends entirely on themselves.

As he walked around, Murong Ji's face darkened and he found that he often met a woman.

Even if he was slow-witted, he realized that he was being targeted!

Too lazy to pay attention to it, he just stayed indoors. He was really bored, so he left Chang'an City and went to Luoyang.

Yang Chan was too lazy to pay attention to Li Tai and followed Murong Ji, wandering around various famous mountains and rivers.

Murong Ji had stayed in Chang'an City for almost ten years, but he had never been to Bai Mudan.

I really couldn't bear to go there. After I went there, I saw my disciple acting so pretentious to please others, and I had the urge to beat her to death.

A few days later, another piece of news came. Murong Ji opened the letter and was stunned.

He was stunned for a moment, then his brows darkened and he murmured, "The Four Saints test your Zen mind!!"

The Golden Spirit Mother couldn't help it anymore, and wanted to give her child some guidance, so she used her connections and sent someone to go there.

Tianpeng has good qualifications and is not a fool, so he can naturally understand the meaning.

Murong Ji pretended not to see it and let her go.

Not long after that, Bai Mudan came to meet Murong Ji herself.

Murong Ji guided her in refining Lu Dongbin's pure yang essence, helped her to ascend to Daluo Jinxian, and paved the way for her, thus completing this fate.

Lü Dongbin himself, however, suffered a great loss of Taoism, his Pure Yang was broken, and he fell all the way to Xuanxian, and practiced in the human world with difficulty. But he gained nothing, and had no choice but to turn to swordsmanship.

He barely achieved something, but he also missed the best time. He was obsessed with lust and made love with Bai Mudan every day.

How could he have the energy to practice swordplay? In desperation, he chose to dissolve into the calamity and experience another life.

After receiving this news, Murong Ji suddenly laughed, looked up at Bai Mudan in front of him, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Bai Mudan lowered her eyebrows, her face flushed with shame, and there were traces of tears in her eyes. She was reluctant to leave Lu Dongbin.

But when he stood in front of Murong Ji, he said nothing and could not utter any words to beg for mercy.

Murong Ji sat on the chair, thinking carefully, glanced at Yang Chan who was watching the show on the side, and said lightly: "He has achieved the Golden Immortal."

"Go to heaven and resume your original divine duties."

Bai Mudan was slightly stunned and looked up at Murong Ji, as if she wanted to refute.

Then Murong Ji said calmly: "Right now, the human race is in a bad state in Heaven. With you here, we can make more efforts."

"All the plant and tree spirits in the world look up to you as their leader. You should take on this responsibility."

Bai Mudan hesitated for a moment, then bowed and said, "Disciple obeys."

After seeing Bai Mudan off, Murong Ji picked up the teacup and took a sip carefully, but in his heart he kept thinking about the future situation.

Now that the world has changed drastically, what exactly has become of the prehistoric world? He has not figured it out yet.

However, no matter what, it is beneficial to practice.

But in his heart he was thinking about how to open the gate of the mountain and recruit people in the world who were suitable for cultivation.

"Brother, your disciple is quite powerful."

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Yang Chan. Judging from the experience of a rookie like her, Bai Mudan must be a great cultivator.

If she didn't use magic weapons, Bai Mudan could beat three of them just by relying on her cultivation and fighting power.

On Qingyun Mountain, even a scholar like Bai Mudan was not an ordinary person. Both magic and combat skills had been specially trained and taught.

Every day, disciples preached at Tongtian Peak and had the opportunity to take the test. Every three years, there was a Qingyun test.

Every sixty years, there is a martial arts competition among the seven clans. Bai Mudan has followed him for such a long time and has had many opportunities to practice martial arts.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji continued to think about the future direction of the human race.

Build schools and integrate cultivation into the lower classes of the entire human race? Then deploy disciples and search the world for disciples suitable for cultivation?
Alternatively, selection organizations would be set up at certain intervals, and every person born would be checked to see if they had the qualifications to practice.

In a short period of time, Murong Ji built many systems in his mind.

Various selection methods were the same, and most of them were selection methods that he drew reference from the novels he read in his first life.

Murong Ji is more inclined to the approach of Qingyun Mountain in the Zhu Xian world, but unfortunately it is not mature enough and has many drawbacks.

The prehistoric world is too vast, and the number of disciples selected is also extremely large.

When that time comes, resources may not be enough, and those disciples with good qualifications will inevitably be given priority.

When he came to his senses, it was already late at night. Murong Ji couldn't sleep. The world was changing drastically, and he believed that many people couldn't sleep either.

He simply wrote down his ideas and compiled the various selection models into a book. The moment he put down his pen, Murong Ji still felt that he needed to have a talk with Li Shimin.

Suddenly, there was a sense of the Immortal Martial Tang Dynasty.

With a helpless sigh, the human race needs to be ahead of all other races in many things. After the gap is widened, the human race will have a huge advantage.

Otherwise, there is a risk of being replaced as the protagonist of the world by other ethnic groups, and the human race will once again become food.

Those who lag behind will be beaten, this is an eternal truth.

The prehistoric world underwent tremendous changes, and the speed of the changes was far beyond Murong Ji's imagination.

In just a few years, countless monsters were born in the mountains and forests. If it weren't for the mountain and water gods guarding them, they would have caused chaos long ago.

Murong Ji had a headache. He didn't expect that after the world changed drastically, the first to benefit would be the demon clan.

It is conceivable how difficult the tribe created by Di Jun and Dong Huang is.

When it comes to surviving in this natural world, humans do not have much advantage.

Not long after, Murong Ji sent his disciples to contact Li Shimin. If he could really accomplish the task, he promised Li Shimin that he would guide him to practice and enter the Fire Cloud Cave.

It is not difficult to deal with the Tang Dynasty, but the difficult part is the kings of other countries in the prehistoric world.

The entire Dongsheng Shenzhou and even the Nanzhanbuzhou were restrained by the Tang Dynasty, so things were implemented quickly.

However, the development of Uttarakuru and Xiniuhezhou was not as fast as imagined.

Not long after, news came that the Nine-Headed Insect was killed by Sun Wukong with a stick on the edge of the South China Sea, and its body was dragged to Qingyun Mountain by Yang Jian.

Murong Ji was a little stunned for a moment, and hadn't figured out who this nine-headed insect was. Soon after, more news came.

In Lion Camel Ridge, countless wronged souls burst out, and countless human corpses of all kinds were found. All the people in an entire country had their essence sucked out, their blood and bones refined, and eaten as resources for cultivation.

Murong Ji was stunned for a moment and couldn't come back to his senses.

When was this? When the human race dominated the prehistoric world, how could the demon race massacre cities and destroy nations? !

How can you hide it so well? ! !
That really doesn't treat humans as human beings! !

How many people are there in a country? At least tens of millions. How big is the prehistoric world? It is much more than Murong Ji imagined.

(End of this chapter)