Start with Tianlong Murong family, fight against the heavens

Chapter 927 Aren’t you coming to Guanghan Palace to snatch someone away?

"If you can help me continue the avenue..."

"Sister-in-law, be careful with your words!" Donghuang Taiyi scolded with a gloomy face: "I am only obsessed with the Great Dao, and I only care about my brother. Sister-in-law, my elder brother's origin is not much different from mine, you still..."

"I got it..." Chang Xi interrupted Donghuang Taiyi directly and answered casually, too lazy to pay attention to him anymore.

Looking down at the skirt spread out in front of her, she could vaguely see Murong Ji's face. If Donghuang Taiyi took a few more steps forward, she would be able to clearly see that there was a person lying there.

And, under the skirt, floating gently.

"Take care, sister-in-law!"

After Donghuang Taiyi left, Chang Xi was a little dazed. He stared at the hem of the skirt in front of him, as if he was looking at Murong Ji through a veil.

The so-called pure cultivation is to rely on one's own strength to accumulate little by little, without fighting or competing, and practicing in silence.

As one's own accumulation deepens, one's realm will also be elevated, naturally and naturally.

Just like the Queen Mother of the West in West Kunlun, she never needs to seek any blessings or resources for cultivation. It doesn't matter whether she cultivates fast or slow, she will just go wherever she ends up.

This kind of state of mind is actually helpful for spiritual practice and one's realm will improve by leaps and bounds.

However, Di Jun and Dong Huang, in order to gain control of the stars in the sky, forced the sisters to marry into their families.

A single blow from the Donghuang Bell extinguished most of the life on Moon Star, destroyed the earth veins of Moon Star, and caused such a dead silence...

The elder sister was forced to cut off her origin and absorb the origin of the Sun Star into her body, becoming the so-called Sun Star God, Ri Yu.

It would be fine to force the sisters to change their ways and practice, and it would be fine to restrict their authority. But to cut off the great way and not to be in harmony with the origin...

Practicing Yuehua alone cannot achieve purity. Practicing dual cultivation, combining yin and yang, cannot achieve complete unity.

As a result, their cultivation has always been stagnant. They can’t make a step forward, and it’s also difficult to take a step back.

The two brothers deliberately created this situation in order to prevent the sisters from escaping from their control.

It was also because of this that they came up with a strategy to deal with it. They changed the method of beheading the three corpses and used the means of giving birth to children to disperse and purify their own essence.

This is how he achieved the great perfection of a quasi-saint.

"Now nine of my sister's children have died. I'm afraid she won't be able to kill the last one. You are so cruel. If you had killed all ten of her children, my sister wouldn't have been so angry."

Chang Xi's voice was still indifferent, as if he was talking about something irrelevant. He placed his hands on Murong Ji's chest and moved slowly.

"Now that there is one left, do you want my sister to do it herself?"

Murong Ji slowly lifted the hem of her skirt from her face and looked at Chang Xi's cold and broken look.

He smiled slightly and said, "That little crow was not destined to die. I can't do anything about it. Donghuang Taiyi passed away too quickly. It has nothing to do with me."

As he spoke, he put his hands under her skirt, along her slender legs, covering her buttocks, and kneading them gently.

Chang Xi came back to his senses, his eyebrows slightly raised, "If you really want to practice with me, then let's exchange the origin. Who are you trying to disgust by making pure Yang without leaking?! What's the use of it except making your whole body sore!"

Murong Ji was stunned. Why did this sound a bit weird? It sounded like he was cursing someone.

He turned over and pressed Chang Xi down on the couch, looking down at the person in front of him, really wanting to take a bite.

Enjoy the fragrance of osmanthus.

Murong Ji slowly closed his eyes, then suppressed his desire, and stood up carefully, causing Chang Xi to twitch.

Watching Chang Xi let out a long breath, Murong Ji straightened his clothes.

Then he said, "Chang Xi, you should pack up and come with me to escape from the heaven. I have my own way to eliminate the calamity energy on you."

Chang Xi slowly stood up from the couch, his eyes frivolous: "Aren't you unwilling to use up the luck of the human race for us?! Why did you change your mind?!"

Murong Ji suddenly turned his head, without saying a word, and waved his hand casually. The calamity energy that was wrapped around Chang Xi was directly restrained by Murong Ji.

He inhaled it casually and swallowed it into his body, and it turned into Murong Ji's own foundation.

Chang Xi had a dazed look on her face, and was a little surprised when she saw Murong Ji's actions. This was a bit of a shock to her cognition!
Can the calamity be eliminated like this? !
"How did you do that?!"

What is calamity energy? It is the means by which heaven and earth eliminate practitioners. To heaven and earth, practitioners are like parasites, which can only go out but not come in.

In order to control the number of practitioners and prevent the world from collapsing, calamity energy was created.

As long as there are not enough undead living beings, the calamity will not dissipate.

Because the Demon Ancestor Rāhu vowed to turn disaster into a solution and completed the authority of life and death over heaven and earth, heavenly disasters came into being. Every step forward a cultivator takes will inevitably encounter heavenly disasters.

If the catastrophe of the creation of the world was the catastrophe of Pangu's enlightenment, then the first catastrophe after the creation of the world was the catastrophe of ferocious beasts, and that catastrophe was dominated by humanity.

Since the death of Luohu, all disasters have been dominated by the way of heaven. Although they seem to be the same, they are actually fundamentally different.

The composition of all things in the world is nothing more than the two Qis of Xuan and Huang, one Xuan and one Huang, but they have various changes and forms. For example, the moonlight and Yin Qi, these are both Xuansha, but they are different.

There are most people in the world who practice spiritual energy, but very few can absorb evil energy. Because of this, there is an imbalance between spiritual energy and evil energy between heaven and earth, and catastrophes are brewing.

Murong Ji slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and said lightly: "My origin, through acquired means, has become both yin and yang, so it can naturally achieve a balance in my body."

As he spoke, Murong Ji lightly tapped his abdomen. The skin and flesh at the Dantian area of ​​his abdomen gradually faded and became almost transparent.

A bright golden elixir slowly rotated, surrounded by a mysterious aura, like a golden elixir sun, with dense patterns on it, yet it seemed hollow.

Chang Xi looked at the golden pill in Murong Ji's abdomen in astonishment.

She was not unfamiliar with the lines on it, but also very unfamiliar. It was the innate Dao pattern displayed by the innate divine at the beginning of its birth.

Before every innate sacred being took shape, there was an innate Dao pattern engraved on his origin.

These innate Dao patterns are their own foundation and the great Dao path to immortality, and are also the great Dao path that they are born with.

Later, depicting this kind of Tao pattern and comprehending the method of cultivation became the means of innate sacred practice.

The demon emperor Di Jun used tyrannical means to collect these innate patterns of various ethnic groups, and then the demon master Kunpeng compiled them into text, which became today's demon writing.

From then on, there was a unified writing system in the ancient world. No matter which ethnic group, even the witch clan, they all used the innate demon patterns popularized by the demon clan.

The innate Taoist patterns engraved on the origin are the most iconic proof of the innate sacredness.

Of the three tribes of dragon, phoenix and unicorn, only the first batch could have innate Dao patterns: Zulong, Yuanfeng and Shiqilin.

The remaining people from the three tribes were all considered acquired saints. They imitated and modified the cultivation paths and methods of their three ancestors, and only after they achieved Daluo Jinxian did they engrave the Dao patterns on their origins.

What is engraved is different from what is born...

But Murong Ji broke the convention and cultivated the innate Dao pattern through acquired spiritual cultivation!
However, Chang Xi did not understand the meaning of this pattern. He could not figure out what capabilities it had or which avenue it belonged to.

Murong Ji let go of his hand, and the golden elixir in his abdomen disappeared.

Chang Xi finally came back to his senses and thought carefully about the scene just now. Murong Ji's words of yin and yang were ultimately light.

But the difficulty and mystery involved were beyond her imagination.

What he meant by both yin and yang was because the aura of the golden elixir was like chaos, with no distinction between yin and yang.

Chang Xi rubbed his forehead and said with some melancholy: "Compared to you, I seem to be a creature born after birth... How did you do it?!"

Murong Ji did not answer, but said slowly: "Chang Xi, are you willing to go with me?"

"it is good!"

Murong Ji raised his lips slightly, and then said: "Don't worry, I will help you connect the road, and you give me this moon star, how about it?"

Chang Xi's pupils shrank, and his eyes turned cold as he looked at Murong Ji. He was silent for a long time, constantly weighing the pros and cons in his mind. After a long time, he said, "Okay."

A moment later, Murong Ji stood in front of Guanghan Palace, waiting quietly.

Chang Xi took her daughters to pack up their things, and put some personal underwear into the swallowing bags.

Seeing that they had almost finished tidying up, Chang Xi walked out of the inner courtyard and headed towards the center of Guanghan Palace.

Coming to the top-grade innate spiritual root laurel tree, he looked up at the laurel tree and slowly exhaled, "I don't know if my choice is right or wrong."

"Nuwa is not trustworthy, but I have no other choice." As he said this, Chang Xi reached out and touched the tree trunk. Then, the whole giant tree shrank rapidly and turned into a vine-like bracelet, which he wore on his wrist.

He turned around and flew towards the gate of Guanghan Palace.

Murong Ji looked up and saw that the ancient laurel tree had disappeared. He couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth slightly. This trip was definitely worth it.

Soon, a group of people came out.

A group of little girls followed behind Chang Xi, looking at Murong Ji timidly.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly and gave them a very kind smile to show his kindness.

Suddenly they were frightened and shivered, and they hid behind Chang Xi "whoosh! whoosh!" like little quails, very obedient.

The smile on Murong Ji's face froze, and he thought to himself, am I that scary?
He took out the Qiankun Creation Cauldron given by Nuwa and directly put the thirteen girls into the cauldron and suppressed them in his dantian. Then he glanced at Changxi and saw that she didn't show any expression.

He turned around and flew up on his sword, heading towards the South Heaven Gate.

Chang Xi gently raised his arm, and attracted by the endless moonlight, he flew up and followed Murong Ji.

Only Dayi was left standing there in a daze. He couldn't understand why they all left suddenly. Didn't they come to Guanghan Palace to snatch people?
All taken away?! That's very strange.

(End of this chapter)