Start with Tianlong Murong family, fight against the heavens

Chapter 919 Run! Runyue
She watched Murong Ji pour herself a cup of tea, but she had no intention of drinking it.

"I have come to claim the body of my child."

With just this one sentence, Murong Ji instantly knew who the person in front of him was.

Sun Mother Xihe!

Murong Ji carefully looked at the empress in front of him, especially her origin.

But for a moment I couldn’t understand it. Xihe was obviously one of the two gods born from the laurel tree, but why did her current source of power come from the sun!

[Taking Yang to replenish Yin? That's not how it's done. The entire origin has changed. ]

"I can't give it back to you now."

As he spoke, Murong Ji placed a golden gourd in front of her, opened the gourd stopper, and placed nine pills on the table one by one.

Seeing these nine golden pills, Xihe couldn't help but tremble all over, especially the aura on them that was similar to her own.

Xihe suddenly raised his head and looked at Murong Ji, wishing he could eat him alive.

"You! You! My son!"

Xihe could no longer maintain her dignity and burst into tears, wishing she could hold the nine pills in her arms.

The heart-wrenching pain kept lingering in her heart, making it difficult for her to control herself. She held the nine golden pills against her chest and cried.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little disgusted, but after thinking about it, he realized that he wasn't going to eat it, so he didn't say anything.

When Xihe had cried enough, Murong Ji looked up and saw the hatred in Xihe's eyes. Her remaining rationality restrained her from attacking him.

If we don't restrain ourselves, what else can we do?

They could only swallow their anger for the time being, as the demon clan was not yet ready for an all-out war with the witch clan.

Xihe wiped her tears, took a deep breath, calmed herself down, then carefully held the nine pills in her hands, stood up, and walked out of the Yuqing Palace.

"Hey, Senior, aren't you going to leave something for me?!"

"What exactly do you want!" Xihe roared, turned back stubbornly, and stared at Murong Ji.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, "I helped your son collect the bodies, and I also preserved their origins and foundations. One day I will find their souls and reshape their bodies. One pill can make up for a large part of their foundations."

"It's fine if you don't want to thank me, but you want me to work for nothing?! Nine Golden Crow Golden Pills, what's the value? Senior, you may not have any impression of it."

"Then I can tell you that each of these nine golden pills can create a Taiyi Golden Immortal. It can also help one comprehend the great way of fire. What do you think, Senior?"

Xihe gnashed her teeth in anger, "You killed my child! If I don't avenge you, you can just burn incense!"

Murong Ji sneered, "Countless people died at the hands of Di Jun and Dong Huang. Isn't this the cause and effect I'm looking for?"

"The Witch-Slaying Sword will soon be mastered. Your child's life is important, but the lives of our human race are not important!"

Murong Ji's voice became colder and colder, and the murderous intent in his tone turned into repeated sword energy, which continued to permeate the Yuqing Palace.

The invisible sword energy attracted the power of heaven and earth around him, thereby subconsciously linking the power of the entire Zhoushan Mountain. Murong Ji himself did not realize how terrifying he was at this moment.

Xihe felt like she was on the verge of death, which sent a chill down her spine.

She suddenly came to her senses and her heart skipped a beat. If anyone else had said such cruel words, she would not even look at them.

But this young man from the acquired human race before them was able to force both Di Jun and Dong Huang into a state where they were helpless.

He is well versed in Taoism and has enough fighting power to defeat Di Jun and Dong Huang. If he wanted to, he would not be able to take away the nine corpses of the Golden Crows today.

"What exactly do you want?" Xihe's tone couldn't help but soften.

"You can take the nine golden pills, but you must leave something of corresponding value behind. Anything is fine, but it must be of equal value."

Xihe took a deep breath, thought for a moment, pulled off a golden hairpin from her head, and threw it directly in front of Murong Ji.

Then he snorted coldly, flew out of Yuqing Palace quickly, and flew towards Zhou Mountain.

Murong Ji picked up the golden hairpin, looked at it carefully, smacked his lips, and said, "A top-grade innate spiritual treasure! I've made a fortune!"

After careful consideration, this thing is an offensive magic weapon with great power. Unfortunately, it only has thirty-seven innate restriction patterns, which makes it the worst among the top-grade innate spiritual treasures.

But if it is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, it is an extremely extraordinary thing.

Murong Ji studied it carefully and was able to complete the other forbidden patterns. It was not bad to push it to the extreme through acquired means.

Just like the Precious Lotus Lantern.

"The Primal Chaos Infinite Purple Gold Hairpin, shouldn't this thing be with the Queen Mother?!"

The Queen Mother in later generations who drew a river in the sky with a hairpin, is she still a virgin in Zixiao Palace at this time? ! !

Murong Ji twitched the corner of his mouth. What a fate, this thing actually fell into his hands.

"Once it's in my hands, it's mine!" Murong Ji began to think about how to complete the remaining few forbidden patterns and make a total of forty-eight forbidden patterns.

After designing the pattern, Murong Ji started to modify it. For several days, Murong Ji was thinking about this top-grade innate spiritual treasure. After it came out, he took a closer look and found that this thing was really good. "Leave it to Hou Tu..."

Before he finished speaking, Murong Ji's mouth twitched. Why did Hou Tu dress up carefully? She was beautiful, but she always wore animal skin skirts...

"To Pingxin..."

Then he put away the golden hairpin and took out the Tai Chi diagram. Murong Ji had almost peeled off the patterns on this innate treasure.

According to Murong Ji's estimation, even if he had the weapon pattern, he would not be able to refine a acquired treasure. He rubbed his brows, but kept thinking in his heart.

The patterns on the Tai Chi diagram have many functions, all of which are extremely prominent. They represent the ultimate principles of yin and yang, and the separation of clear and turbid, which are extremely rare.

Murong Ji was thinking about the other two innate spiritual treasures that could distinguish between the clear and the turbid. One was the bead in Chang Xi's hand, and the other was the Dragon and Tiger Ruyi in the hand of the Golden Spirit Mother.

"If we want to fight Taiqing in the future, we will have to play it openly..." Murong Ji's face darkened as he spoke.

When Taiqing Laozi attacked him, Murong Ji realized the gap between his sexual power and that of a saint.

He paused involuntarily, frowning and thinking, "Why is there such a big difference?"

After several lifetimes, the accumulation of his sexual power has reached a terrifying level, but compared with that of a saint, it is like pearls and rice grains.

Murong Ji suddenly remembered that a saint might not be omniscient and omnipotent, but he could entrust a trace of his spirit to the way of heaven.

How can we not grow under the friction of consciousness of all living things? ! !

When Murong Ji thought of this, he suddenly seemed to understand something. He thought carefully and realized that if he wanted to reach the saint level of sexual power, he would have to think of some ways.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji stroked his chin and said, "Reincarnation is indeed a good way to improve sexual power."

It would be really nice to separate a part of your soul and reincarnate into the world, experience all kinds of things in the world, and increase your own experience and understanding.

Murong Ji looked down at the Tai Chi diagram, thinking about doing something with it. After thinking about it carefully, he placed a hidden ban on the Tai Chi diagram.

According to the prohibitory patterns of the Tai Chi diagram, those patterns were integrated into the patterns of the Fulong Ding.

The Fulong Ding was upgraded by half a level, but it did not become a treasure after all. Murong Ji was somewhat discouraged.

Suddenly, the Tai Chi diagram slipped out of his hand. When Murong Ji came to his senses, it had disappeared. He was speechless for a moment.

"How stingy! Saint Taiqing, I've been honest with you! Can't you be a little fair..."

No one answered Murong Ji.

A few days later, Murong Ji saw a familiar figure in Yuqing Palace. Yunxiao walked towards him with a smile on his face, looking at Murong Ji with lustful eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang?"

Murong Ji opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

He sighed helplessly, then said, "Do you know that you have become someone else's pawn?!"

Yunxiao pulled back her hair a little and said softly, "I don't know, and I don't care."

Murong Ji nodded speechlessly, and then said: "At noon, you four brothers and sisters should leave quickly."

Yun Xiao was stunned and remained silent for a while. Before he could speak, he heard Murong Ji continue to say, "I killed nine of the ten Golden Crows. This place is about to become the center of the Lich Catastrophe. There is no benefit for you to stay here."

"You guys are so powerful, you should also consider Bi Xiao and Qiong Xiao."

Yun Xiao was silent for a long time, then bowed to Murong Ji, "Yun Xiao knows, I will take them away now."

Murong Ji nodded and said no more.

At noon, Murong Ji stood at the gate of Yuqing Palace and watched Yunxiao and others leave until they disappeared into the horizon. Then he returned to Yuqing Palace with his hands behind his back.

In the following years, the witch clan and the demon clan were relatively peaceful, without any trace of war.

The calm before the storm makes people feel uneasy.

An inexplicable pressure emerged in Murong Ji's heart. Even those disciples of the Wu clan who did not know the truth felt that something was not right.

Murong Ji slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and sighed helplessly. Hou Tu Chengsheng still had no movement, which made Murong Ji anxious.

Now the two of them can be considered allies. There are too many uncertainties with Nuwa, and Murong Ji doesn't expect her to contribute any effort.

Besides, she had gone to great lengths to free herself, so how could she fall into the catastrophe again?

The only one who can act at the saint level is Hou Tu.

Glancing outside the Jade Purity Palace, the moonlight was bright, but Murong Ji couldn't calm down. He stood up, put his hands behind his back and walked out of the palace, glancing at the disciples who were silently absorbing the moonlight, but didn't disturb them.

I found a deserted place and wanted to be quiet for a while, but when I looked up, I felt depressed.

Twelve moons appeared in the sky again!
Murong Ji touched his chin and thought carefully, this Chang Xi is cruel enough!

He abandoned his own daughter just like that. He used Chang'e's original essence and breath to create another moon!
(End of this chapter)