Start with Tianlong Murong family, fight against the heavens

Chapter 924 The scent of osmanthus in the air

Now the Lich Calamity has not yet started completely, and it is still unknown who will win or lose.

"Because you are the king of the human race... Others will not help me, but will take the opportunity to devour my essence, and you... have lust."

Murong Ji understood in an instant that no one was a fool, and how the lich situation would develop actually had little to do with the human race.

No matter who wins or loses, it will not affect the current fortune and status of the human race.

If the demon clan wins, it is nothing more than a battle with the human race. If the witch clan wins, the same thing will happen.

"There is no need for you to be my concubine. You might as well give me some natural treasures. I will do it seriously. As long as I am not dead, I can protect you and help you pass the catastrophe safely."

Murong Ji still has this confidence, relying on his ability to absorb the energy of the catastrophe.

Chang Xi thought about it carefully, "Yuexing is poor. Apart from the laurel tree, there are no natural treasures..."

Murong Ji was speechless for a moment. He was neither an alchemist nor a weapon refiner, so he naturally didn't know the value of the minerals on the Moon Star.

In Chang Xi's cognition, the most valuable person is actually herself. I don't know why, but I always feel that she is in a bad mood?

He couldn't lie flat, and couldn't roll over Di Jun and Dong Huang and the others.

"Uh... Senior, how do you plan to continue your path?"

Chang Xi said calmly: "Get the origin of the Sun. As long as you are willing to give it to me, you can ask for anything, as long as I can do it."

Murong Ji was silent for a while. Which fool would cut off his own origin?
Then, Murong Ji changed the subject: "Senior, shall we go... take a look at the Tuwu Sword?"

Chang Xi stopped talking and slowly floated in the air, flying towards the door.

When he arrived at the door, the gate of Guanghan Palace slowly opened and he flew out again.

Murong Ji quickly followed on his sword, and soon the two of them arrived at the Sun Star.

Avoiding the eyes and ears of the demon clan, Murong Ji followed Chang Xi to a plain on the sun.

The sun is actually not much different from normal land, except that the energy emitted by the sun is much hotter than that of other planets.

Murong Ji looked down and saw the ground under his feet. It seemed to be a complete obsidian shell, specially used to restrain the flames that were easy to spread.

This controls the temperature that the sun radiates to the vast earth.

Murong Ji only took a glance and knew that this thing was extremely thick, and even the Donghuang Bell would have a hard time opening it.

Following Chang Xi, they came to a sea of ​​fire. The temperature here instantly became much higher. With the Xuan Huojian absorbing endless scorching air, Murong Ji felt better.

Slowly exhaling a breath of foul air, Murong Ji increased the speed of his sword control. When he got closer to Chang Xiyi, he felt a burst of coolness.

The moon's energy and the sun's scorching breath cancel each other out.

Chang Xi looked back slightly and said nothing more.

After flying for a while, Murong Ji discovered that the sea of ​​fire below was a formation. The smelting ability of the formation was not small, as if it was a natural furnace for refining weapons.

The two of them came to the center of the sea of ​​fire together, and saw a palace slowly floating in the center of the formation in the sea of ​​fire.

"This is the place where Emperor Jun Donghuang was born, and the Tuwu Sword was also smelted inside." Chang Xi slowly floated at the palace gate and said coldly.

Murong Ji took a look and found that this was indeed a natural furnace. It was a little difficult to print the innate Dao patterns, but there was no problem in refining magic weapons.

"Senior, you brought me here like this, aren't you afraid of meeting Di Jun? Or Dong Huang?"

"It's okay. They are very busy right now and don't have time to come here to look after us." As he said that, Chang Xi pushed open the palace door and slowly floated in.

Murong Ji followed behind him and glanced at the center of the hall, only to find that the hall was a sea of ​​fire. The colors and layout here were mostly red.

Near the gate, there is a high platform, which can be regarded as a place to step on. Strictly speaking, this is a cliff of sea of ​​fire.

The material on the ground is a mineral condensed from fire energy, which can be regarded as one of the essences of the sun.

Murong Ji squatted down in some surprise and touched the floor carefully. Donghuang and Dijun did not recognize this material, which was a waste of resources.

If Murong Ji had a piece of this kind of material, his Xuan Huo Jian would have become a top-grade acquired spiritual treasure at this moment, and it would be the kind with forty-eight forbidden runes.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji looked up and saw a pitch-black sword slowly floating on the high platform in the middle of the hall, close to the cliff.

Murong Ji's face immediately turned gloomy, and the gloomy evil spirit on the sword was extremely obvious. That was not all, it also melted a large amount of fire evil.

At this moment, the Tuwu Sword was in a state of chaos and chaos. The evil spirit, resentment of countless creatures, broken souls, etc. were all melted together, and it was almost impossible to see any other structure.

But Murong Ji saw through it at a glance. It was a magic weapon that was refined by slaughtering millions of human beings, extracting their souls, and depriving them of their blood essence.

Murong Ji exhaled deeply, calmed himself down, and looked again, but he couldn't suppress his anger.

He took two steps forward and quietly looked at the dark sword floating on the high platform. A sense of sadness arose spontaneously. That was the sadness of being a human. Until this moment, Murong Ji seemed to be able to feel that sense of powerlessness.

The rabbit is dead and the fox is sad!

He couldn't feel or understand what those humans looked and felt like when they were slaughtered, but he could understand and feel the helplessness and despair.

The sadness of watching your loved ones and compatriots die in front of your eyes.

Before I knew it, my eyes were filled with tears. This is an emotional infection and also a resonance.

Murong Ji tried hard to calm himself down. The Tuwu Sword seemed to be waving to him, and it also seemed to be making countless requests, begging him to take them away.

After coming back to his senses, Murong Ji lowered his head, but his emotions were difficult to calm down. It took him a long time to feel a little better.

For some reason, he was reminded of the group of white apes he slaughtered at the foot of Mount Hua.

At that time, when they saw the white ape's anthropomorphic demeanor and living habits, and they even knew how to perform sacrifices, they almost grew into monsters.

Murong Ji's panic and fear at that time are still extremely clear to him.

Why was his entire clan massacred at that time?
Non-my family, its heart must be different!
Looking up again, Murong Ji saw the black mist surrounding the Tuwu Sword. He knew what it was. It was the resentful evil spirits of living beings!

That thing is specially used to destroy the immortality seed. No wonder it can destroy the body of the witch clan.

Murong Ji slowly exhaled, calmed himself, and eliminated the influence of the Tuwu Sword on himself. His eyes became clear.

"Senior, let's go."

Chang Xi's beautiful eyes moved, but with some surprise, they fell on Murong Ji, and asked with a smile, "Just leaving like this? Don't you plan to take this sword back with you?"

Murong Ji shook his head: "It's enough to know that this sword has been trained. If you take it away, how will you deal with it, Senior?"

As long as he moves the sword now, Di Jun will definitely know about it, and it will be difficult for him to escape.

Besides, he now has some other thoughts. It would be better to let Di Jun take this sword and kill a few more Witch Ancestors. In that case, it would be more beneficial than harmful to the human race.

Otherwise, in the future, when he leads the human race to go to war with the witch clan, and personally kills the Witch Ancestor, will his relationship with Hou Tu break down?
The best outcome is that all the ancient witches died in the catastrophe, leaving only Hou Tu, who transformed into the six paths.

Without saying anything more, Murong Ji walked towards the palace entrance. As soon as he pushed the door open a crack, he shuddered all over.

Not far away, Di Jun and Dong Huang walked hand in hand and surrounded them from two directions.

The news of his coming to heaven has been leaked!
Murong Ji's eyes sank slightly. Did he notice something was wrong and come to inspect? However, the position of the two advancing together was too clever. It was not easy to get away.

Murong Ji closed the palace gate and glanced at the entire hall. After thinking about it, there was only this hall. Could there be any forbidden runes of induction here?

Before Murong Ji could make any move, someone held his shoulders and dragged him towards the other direction of the palace.

Murong Ji took a closer look and realized that this palace had two gates, front and back. Although there was a sea of ​​fire inside, there was a corridor next to it that led directly to the house behind the palace.

Murong Ji secretly exhaled a breath of foul air, and went to the backyard, temporarily avoiding Di Jun's sight. If he wanted to go out again, he would definitely be discovered.

Murong Ji thought for a moment, and when he looked up, he saw Chang Xi's anxious look. He said no more, if he didn't run away now, what were he waiting for?
"excuse me."

Murong Ji hugged Chang Xi's waist, and instantly, a fragrance of osmanthus filled his face. Holding the soft jade in his arms, Murong Ji had no mind to appreciate or feel it.

With Chang Xi, his entire body turned into a beam of fire, almost exactly the same as the real fire of the sun.

At this time, Dijun Donghuang also came over and searched the hall carefully.

"Brother, could it be that you are wrong?"

"No! There is a strange aura entering the Heavenly Palace. Someone must have sneaked in quietly."

Murong Ji hugged Chang Xi tightly, blended into the sun's true fire from above, and fled away.

"No!" Di Jun sniffed the air carefully. "Why is there a scent of osmanthus?"

"Guanghan Palace?!"

Di Jun and Dong Huang looked at each other, quickly searched the Sun Palace, and after making sure that there was no one there, they all rushed out of the palace gate.

Murong Ji and the other man quietly escaped from the palace gate and sped all the way back to Taiyin Star, only then did they breathe a sigh of relief.

Then, a light bulb went off in Murong Ji's mind, and he suddenly thought of a problem. If Di Jun wanted to use the Tuwu Sword, he must place a trace of his soul on it.

Acquired spiritual treasures are different from innate spiritual treasures, or in other words, the spiritual treasures refined by Murong Ji are different from the method of refining spiritual treasures in this world.

Innate spiritual treasures are born with consciousness, but they cannot transform due to the restrictions of the runes of the great way.

(End of this chapter)