Start with Tianlong Murong family, fight against the heavens

Chapter 1122 Entanglement
He flew down and attacked Yang Chan directly.

Yang Chan's brows were slightly gloomy, but she was not afraid. The light of the Precious Lotus Lamp flickered. This kind of top-grade innate spiritual treasure was much more powerful than ordinary magic weapons.

When she burst out with all her strength, even Yang Jian would be unable to do anything to her.

This kind of fire can be used for attack or defense. It is like flowing water or exploding fire. It can cause great harm to saints.

Yang Jian did not dare to take it head-on, and chopped down with the sharp knife in his hand, but it could not hurt Yang Chan at all.

However, the flames went up along the weapon and rushed towards Yang Jian's face, extremely fiercely.

The brother and sister fought for several hours, but there was no clear winner. One of them, relying on his combat experience, decided to give in.

One of them relied on the power of the magic treasure to persist without any effort.

As it was getting dark and he couldn't capture Yang Chan, Yang Jian was not panicking at all.

He waited until the next morning, exhausted all of Yang Chan's magic power, and then he went up and hit Yang Chan on the back with a knife.

Just as she was about to put away the Precious Lotus Lantern, Yang Chan used up all her remaining magic power and directly sacrificed the Precious Lotus Lantern, which turned into a stream of light.

Fly into the sky and disappear.

Yang Jian's face turned dark, but he didn't say anything and just let the Precious Lotus Lantern leave.

Then, with a flip of his hand, the earth rumbled, and the Eight-Nine Profound Art was operative to its extreme, and with a raise of his hand he turned upside down the entire Huashan Mountain Range.

Yang Chan was captured and suppressed under Mount Hua.

Yang Jian stood on the top of Mount Hua, looking down silently. Soon, a man came over.

"Second Master, it's done. I gave some spiritual stone resources to Huashan God Jiang Xiong, and he promised to take care of my third sister."

Yang Jian nodded, "Thank you for your hard work, second brother."

Zhang Boshi waved his hand, "Second Master, what are you talking about? Let's discuss how to deal with the people from Qingyun Mountain."

Yang Jian's brows were filled with worry. "This matter was suppressed by the wandering gods of Qingyun Mountain. Only my ancestors knew about it. I..."

“I don’t know what the ancestors’ attitude is.”

It was several months later that the news reached Murong Ji.

Murong Ji looked at the letter in his hand and couldn't help but sneer.

Sometimes, it really makes him laugh and cry. These people always want to break the rules and get extra privileges for themselves!
Putting the two memorials together, the one on the left shows that Yang Jian secretly suppressed the Three Holy Mothers under Mount Hua.

Anyway, the matter is resolved.

On the right, however, is a memorial to the flower fairies, complaining that "flowers blooming in all four seasons go against the four seasons".

Murong Ji was a little confused for a moment. He watched those flower fairies grow up, so how could they not understand his own temperament?

He rubbed his forehead, feeling helpless.

After the death of Emperor Gaozong Li Zhi, many things in the Tang Dynasty changed.

Every dynasty has various problems, and solving one problem will cause another.

No one can tell exactly what the problems of the Tang Dynasty were. Most of the early period of the Li Tang dynasty was the heyday of the Guanlong Group.

It was not until the reign of Emperor Gaozong, Li Zhi, that the lives of the lower classes improved significantly and the population recovered.

It was also during this period that Emperor Gaozong Li Zhi suppressed the Guanlong Group headed by Zhangsun Wuji.

It also brought interest groups such as the Shandong clan, Jiangnan financial group, Hebei military group, etc. to the forefront.

It’s not that it’s bad, but it’s not that great either.

Due to the despicable nature of human beings, if there are no conflicts among the lower classes, they will unite and fight against the leadership.

Therefore, most of the leaders will sow discord and make it difficult for the subordinates to unite.

In this regard, Gaozong did a little worse.

Under his nose, the aristocratic families carried out various exchanges of interests, gradually eroding the power of the Li Tang Dynasty.

By the time Li Zhi reacted, things had already become difficult.

It was also because of this that he thought of moving the capital to Luoyang, intending to break out of the situation here and start a new game.

Unfortunately, that time never came. Li Zhi passed away, and his sons were unable to control the situation at all.

Wu Zetian came to power at this time.

In order to show that he was blessed by heaven, he ordered all the flowers in Luoyang to bloom at the same time.

Murong Ji put down the memorial, his brows darkened, "Wei Du of Nancheng is three feet away from the sky."

The surnames Wei and Du are not just surnames, but interest groups represented by these two surnames.

Hebei Group and Guanlong Group.

In this situation, if the financial power is lost, the collapse of the military system is a matter of time.

Murong Ji sighed helplessly. The current military system had begun to collapse, and Wu Zetian had arrived at a critical time when the Tang Dynasty's military system was being changed.

It was her bad luck.

If he lost his military power again, the collapse of the Li Tang Dynasty would be a matter of time.

Murong Ji did enjoy the fun, but it was not a good-looking show.

The Han and Tang dynasties were heroic and had far-reaching influences. In Murong Ji's opinion, it was a loss for such a country to fail to survive forever.

Murong Ji rubbed his forehead, feeling helpless. He didn't know what these flower and grass elf stones were thinking.

Respecting the emperor's orders but not following the will of heaven is a sin.

The heavenly time cannot be disturbed, the great principles cannot be disturbed. These gods always think that they are unique and irreplaceable.

Yang Chan’s matter could be a big or small matter. Right now it has become a relatively small matter and it is estimated that neither the Heavenly Court nor the Huoyun Cave knows about this matter.

But this time the delay in the growth of plants is quite serious. The growth period of each type of flower and grass is strictly fixed.

The growth cycle set according to the habits and growth cycles of various flowers is the law of heaven.

These rigid regulations are actually derived from various principles and cannot be changed under normal circumstances.

At Wu Zetian's command, the whole city of Luoyang was full of flowers in bloom, as if she had totally disregarded the heavenly rules.

This is not just a simple matter of disrupting the flowering period.

If not handled properly, it may even involve a struggle between imperial power and heavenly power.

During this period, Tang Xuanzang had just died after being reincarnated to experience tribulations, and the great tribulation of the Journey to the West had just ended.

Murong Ji thought again and again.
Only then did the decision come about that no matter who it was, anyone who violated the Heavenly Law would be severely punished.

After getting the accurate information, the Ministry of Justice God focused on the investigation. Yang Jian wanted to use this incident to cover up Yang Chan's affairs.

The investigation led to the discovery of various flower and plant elves on Qingyun Mountain, who were captured and brought to the Zhuxian Terrace.

Some were robbed, some were killed, and it was quite a turmoil.

Fortunately, Bai Mudan had just taken over power for a few years and managed to escape this disaster, but was charged with negligence.

Decades passed after that, and Murong Ji had no time to care about worldly affairs, as the prehistoric world had changed tremendously.

In order to meet the changes in the entire prehistoric world, Murong Ji had to be extremely alert.

He sat cross-legged in the Yuqing Palace, and when he had nothing to do, he closed his eyes and regulated his breathing.

Not long after this, the heaven and earth changed again, but the universe was in chaos, so chaotic that it seemed as if the heaven and earth were just created.

Murong Ji took great pains to calm down the shaking avenues with Yuanshi Tianzun, but he did not dare to move any more, as he was always ready to face the changes in heaven and earth.

Chaos in the great way is no small matter, just like chaos in the flowering season, it can seriously affect the order of heaven and earth.

For example, changes in food growing conditions, changes in the way spiritual energy and evil energy are applied in spiritual practice, etc.

If it is not handled properly, it will become a disaster.

For several years, the Great Dao was shaken, and Murong Ji took the trouble to straighten out the Great Dao one by one, regulating the order between heaven and earth and maintaining peace in the world.

The following few years were very peaceful.

Murong Ji then felt relieved. He couldn't stay in Qingyun Mountain any longer, so he went to Chang'an to stay for a while.

As soon as I pushed open the gate, I saw that the yard was not overgrown with weeds. Instead, it was very tidy, as if someone cleaned it at a fixed time.

This yard lacks a lot of popularity as no one lives here all year round.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking something was wrong. Who was helping him clean?

Walking into the study, there was only a warm and cool atmosphere in the study, but no dust. Murong Ji's study has always been connected to the bedroom.

The study is the bedroom, and the bedroom is the study.

Walking among the bookshelves, Murong Ji casually pulled out a book and looked at the pages. There was not much dust on them, and someone was cleaning them regularly.

Murong Ji couldn't guess who this person was, so he didn't care.

He fetched some water and washed himself, then changed into casual clothes, picked up a book and read leisurely.

He left quite a few books here. Although these scriptures and books did not contain any secret methods for practicing, they were all authentic and unique copies.

If one has excellent comprehension, it is not difficult to find a practice method that suits oneself.

It was getting late as night fell, and Murong Ji finally fell into a deep sleep.

It felt like I had not slept for long when I was woken up by some noises. It was still the sound of scholars reading on my left and right. I felt helpless, yet also a little nostalgic.

I got up, fetched some water, and washed my face.

When I walked out of the door, it was still pitch dark. I walked along the river, but I didn't know where the store that originally sold soy milk was.

They replaced it with a fresh snack that they had never eaten before. It was not cheap, and the older boatmen and porters also disappeared.

It felt a bit helpless and lacked some worldly atmosphere, which Murong Ji didn't like very much.

Only at this moment did I seem to feel the passage of time. After eating it once, it tasted quite good, but I didn’t want to come back for more.

The painting studio on the river is still there in the early morning when I pass by here, but the people in the studio have changed again and again.

When I returned to the yard and pushed the door open, I felt someone coming into the yard.

Murong Ji frowned. He never liked being disturbed in his own place.

Soon, someone came out of the house with a bucket in his hand, and was sweeping the dust everywhere.

Murong Ji took a look and his brows darkened again.

This person is none other than Liu Yanchang!

Murong Ji was speechless for a moment. Why did this guy come to him instead of hiding from the heavenly soldiers and generals? !

Before he could speak, Liu Yanchang had already noticed Murong Ji standing at the door, his eyes changing from dazed to eager.

He hurried forward a few steps, put down the bucket, clasped his fists and saluted: "Liu Yanchang, meet the eldest brother!"

Murong Ji rolled his eyes and said, "I'm not your senior brother, don't try to be related to me."

Having said that, he waved his hand and moved Liu Yanchang out of the yard.

(End of this chapter)