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Chapter 1135 What's the future like?

However, Taoist Yang Mei had been away from the ancient times for a long time and must not know this.

Murong Ji held a sword, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at Taoist Yang Mei in front of him, his expression gradually becoming solemn.

He emphasized again: "Senior, please leave now."

Taoist Yang Mei looked up at Murong Ji, he was a little bit skeptical.

In an instant, the space around him vibrated, and in a blink of an eye, the void was directly broken, trying to restrain Murong Ji with the avenue of space.

Murong Ji no longer held back and slashed with his sword, breaking the space restriction. He took a few steps and came in front of Taoist Yang Mei.

The Zhu Xian Sword thrust out, and the sword body twisted gently, directly piercing into Taoist Yang Mei's heart.

With one sword, he pierced through from front to back.

The speed was so fast that Taoist Yangmei didn't even have time to react.

Although he was at a disadvantage, he still had a chance to make amends. Then, his figure slowly dissipated like clouds and smoke.

Murong Ji's eyes became darker and darker, and the sword moved sideways and turned directly behind him. The sword was extremely stable, without any fluctuations.

It was as if it had been rehearsed thousands of times.

The sword is the sharpest. What makes it so sharp?
No matter how exquisite the sword moves are, there are actually only a few simple moves, with no more than thirteen variations.

Each move is simple, clean, and pure enough to break through everything in sight.

It is also because of this that the sword is most suitable for concentrating things like mind and energy.

The acquired sword art is very broad, and many things can be added to it without any exclusion. It is that simple.

It can indeed reach an incredible level.

In just a moment, when it appeared again, it directly broke through Taoist Yangmei's chest.

A large amount of blood was spilled, and as the sword fell, Murong Ji could almost see Yang Mei's internal organs and foundation.

When he got the chance, he swept his sword across, almost breaking both of his arms, and once again cut off half of Taoist Yangmei's body.

A large amount of sword intent and sword energy wreaked havoc in Taoist Yangmei's body, and three swordsmen were seriously injured!
Murong Ji was ruthless enough not to give Taoist Yang Mei a chance to escape again.

Directly with the myriad of sorrows and love, he briefly entered the avenue of space.

At this moment, the avenue of space looked like a thread that stretched endlessly and had no end.

And in front of Murong Ji was Taoist Yang Mei.

It was the first time that Murong Ji found himself on the avenue. He was a little curious and looked around, only to find that the entire avenue seemed to be a one-dimensional space.

A thin, endless silk thread that extends only front, back, up, and down, but not left or right.

Taking a look around this space, Murong Ji was truly eye-opening.

Then he looked at Taoist Yang Mei in front of him, and directly summoned the Zhuxian Sword. With one slash of the sword, he split the avenue of space in front of him into two.

"Pangu Axe?!"

Taoist Yang Mei was surprised, then without saying a word, he turned around and ran behind him.

Murong Ji did not chase after him. He still felt a little strange after getting out of this state.

The avenue did not seem to be mysterious or unknowable, but rather so simple that it surprised Murong Ji.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he understood something about what Taoist Hongjun meant by transcendence.

"It's not quite the same as what I understand as transcendence. Sorry for the trouble." Murong Ji rubbed his forehead, feeling somewhat helpless.

Taoist Hongjun's transcendence is to construct a surface, or even a world, from this line.

However, what Murong Ji called transcendence was independent of all great ways.

What is the specific difference between the two? He really couldn't explain it clearly, as if they were just two different states.

He benefited from the influence of his vision. In his previous life, the concepts in novels and various sciences gave him fantasies about all the great ways.

For example, those written by a certain red-haired guy, or various miscellaneous fantasy novels, constructed his illusory understanding and thoughts about Tao.

This thing is not useless, on the contrary it is very useful.

Now, Murong Ji has finally experienced the benefits of this.

When they reach their level, the most frightening thing is having no ideas. If they feel that they have reached the end, then there is really no possibility of moving forward.

Murong Ji felt that he still had a long way to go, while Hongjun and others seemed to have reached the end of their journey.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji felt that he seemed to understand why the great god Pangu created the world.

It is like upgrading dimensions little by little, from a zero point to a line, then from a line to a surface, and from a surface to three-dimensional space.

The three-dimensional space rises to the fourth dimension...

It seemed endless, but how difficult was the end? Murong Ji didn't know, after all, he didn't take this path.

Looking up, he saw the back of Taoist Yangmei and the half hollow willow tree that he was forced to leave behind.

Murong Ji walked forward and put away the hollow willow, only to find that he had deprived him of half of his space avenue.

For a moment, he was indeed at a loss; the acquired sword technique and this move of A Thousand Thoughts of Love and Sorrow seemed like a perfect match made in heaven.

While the enemy is not paying attention, he directly seizes the opponent's avenue, and then cuts off the opponent's connection with the avenue with one sword.

In this way, he can control the obtained avenue with ease, and he seems to be invincible on the avenue.

Murong Ji was so happy that he could hardly suppress it. This was the avenue of innate space, not some magical technique.

But it was half of the Saint Dao Fruit of the Great Dao of Space. Without any hesitation, he sat cross-legged on the fetal membrane of the prehistoric world, slowly melting this half of the Great Dao and turning it into his own background and foundation.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but by the time Murong Ji had completed the smelting, he had already reached the fourth level of Taiqing.

It can be said to be a realm that has been pushed forward through life.

Looking at the spiritual energy of the Great Dao that was gathering together again, Murong Ji was not polite and directly melted it into the Zhu Xian Sword.

Take some of the profit and melt it into the Qiankun Mirror.

This period of guarding has lost its exact time and years.

Until Yuanshi Tianzun came to replace him.

Murong Ji stood up and hurriedly returned the greeting, "Brother Yuanshi, why are you here to replace me?"

Yuanshi Tianzun sighed helplessly, "The prehistoric world is evolving too fast, and the three formations of heaven, earth and man can no longer keep up with the changes in heaven and earth."

Murong Ji was stunned, and suddenly felt that the changes in the ancient world were too fast, which seemed not to be a good thing.

After Murong Ji returned to the prehistoric world, the first thing he did was to check the three major formations of heaven, earth and man. He only stopped after rearranging and designing them.

For a moment, I felt a little emotional.

After calculating the time, I found that more than 300 years had passed.

He was not in a hurry to return to Qingyun Mountain, but instead landed on the human world to see what the world was like.

What surprised Murong Ji was that the world had not developed technology as he had expected.

However, most of the famous mountains and rivers where spiritual practice is prevalent are governed by sects.

Some places are ruled by the state, but because of the decrees of heaven, human kings are not allowed to practice.

As a result, they lost their competitiveness and were gradually replaced by the sects.

For a moment, I felt mixed emotions.

The technological environment of the previous life had been established as early as the Ming Dynasty.

There was a strong sense of division in the development of Eastern and Western civilizations. However, looking back now, it seems that there is not much difference between the development progress of the two civilizations.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, not knowing whether he was worried or happy. He was worried about the future of the human race. It was already impossible to estimate and figure out.

The good news is that the human race has finally achieved what he wanted. There are cultivation sects everywhere, selecting human geniuses to enter the cultivation system.

If everyone is in good health, it will not be difficult for ordinary people to survive safely in this world.

The rulers of various sects have all gone through mental and spiritual trials, and are restricted by the Jedi Tiantong, the Tian Law, Qingyun Mountain, and so on.

Dare not act rashly towards the mortal world.

Moreover, these people in power remain unchanged for thousands of years, and once their policies and treaties are implemented, they will be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Relatively speaking, it is fair.

Of course, there are some scumbags, and it’s always hard to explain human nature.

There were also inspectors of wandering gods in various places, and with the experience of Qingyun disciples, the matter was handled quite quickly.

Murong Ji stretched and walked around the human world. The entire ancient land was peaceful.

When he arrived at the capital of the Ming Dynasty and looked at the Forbidden City, which was the impression Murong Ji had, he felt heavy and helpless in his heart.

I also felt a little happy, as if I had seen the shadow of the future.

"That's fine!"

Walking in the Forbidden City, there are vendors everywhere, which means people can live and work in peace and contentment.

There has been peace for a long time, and there has never been a trace of fear in the eyes of the people, and the hope in their eyes has never changed.

Murong Ji liked this atmosphere and feeling very much. Not long after, he bought a yard in the Forbidden City and lived there quietly.

Understand the current situation, especially in the heaven.

Not long after, disciples from Qingyun Sect brought news from various places.

Sitting in the yard, with nothing to do, I checked the messages one by one.

Lord Haotian was in trouble, and now the Heavenly Court was ruled by the Queen Mother. Overall, it was relatively stable, but almost all creatures in the prehistoric world were on guard against the demons.

300 years ago, the Taoist saint Zhunti returned to Mount Xumi, but brought back news that Hongjun of the Taoist clan might have been in trouble.

It is for this reason that almost everyone in the prehistoric world is on guard against the revival of the demons.

It’s not that the demons are so unpopular, but they are all considered Hongjun’s team. Given the current situation, even if it is reversed, to what extent can it be reversed?

Destroy the entire human race? That's unrealistic. Luohou is a demon, but he is not a fool. There is no need to destroy the entire human race and cause a catastrophe.

Murong Ji came to his senses and burned the memorials in his hand one by one. Then he realized that it was getting dark, so he turned back to the house and went to sleep.

When I had nothing to do, I looked through various news from the mortal world. For a moment, I couldn't help feeling a little melancholy. Cultivation and technology can hardly develop at the same time.

Cultivation seeks within, technology seeks outside.

But the energy of the human race is limited, and whether it is looking inward or outward, it is a long road.

Whether it can be successful or not will take endless time to verify.

But now, there is a smooth road ahead for human beings, and human ancestors have already paved a smooth path.

(End of this chapter)