Start with Tianlong Murong family, fight against the heavens

Chapter 968 Human Sacrifice
As the ancient tree became more and more spiritual, countless great lines of enlightenment slowly appeared around it.

For a moment, Chai Daohuang was stunned and his mouth was wide open in surprise. He wondered if he had been demoted as he was allowed to hold such power.

Murong Ji did not pay attention to the reactions of the others, but carefully watched the changes of the ancient locust tree.

The ancient locust tree blooms at a speed visible to the naked eye, and bears fruit at a speed visible to the naked eye, consuming a large amount of sexual power.

A lot of fruits and seeds fell down, and in just a few breaths, the entire courtyard was covered with them.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that this thing might still be useful.

He grabbed these things into his palm with his hand, and then used the Pure Karma Sword Lotus to melt the essence into paper, which he put aside.

It took several days for the ancient tree to consume all the worldly love and desire it had absorbed and slowly return to calm.

Murong Ji then turned around and glanced at the stack of papers beside him.

With a wave of his hand, he refined a new book of marriage based on the patterns of the Book of Life and Death and combined them with the patterns of the red hydrangea.

Murong Ji slowly exhaled and opened the marriage book. There were all kinds of names, origins and backgrounds densely written on it.

It is not limited to the human race. There are also various ethnic groups among them. All of them in the ancient world have their names written on them.

Murong Ji found out his name, and found that his marriage with Hou Tu was closely connected with him. He was also connected with Chang Xi, Queen Mother of the West and many other female fairies whose names Murong Ji could not remember.

The corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily. Nuwa really didn't regard him as a human being!

He sighed helplessly and nodded. It was not bad to have such a coincidence that he could encompass the love and desire of all living beings in the ancient world and then return it to them.

He casually handed the marriage book to Chai Daohuang and said calmly: "I have handed over such a huge authority to you. I don't ask for anything else. Please pay more attention to the matters of the human race..."

"I understand, Your Majesty, rest assured."

Murong Ji took a look at the locust tree that was still falling down. After the tree fell to the ground, small saplings quickly grew out.

With the help of the love and desire in this world, it grew rapidly and in the blink of an eye it had become a piece of wood as thick as a bowl.

Murong Ji casually cut off a piece of wood. The scent of this locust wood was somewhat similar to that of all living beings in the world. Murong Ji thought that perhaps he could use it to represent all living beings in the world and use the red line to guide them.

Without saying anything more, Murong Ji just told Chai Daohuang his idea, looked at the crazy growing locust tree, and said, "The unusable wood will be sent to the Tushita Palace."

"Let your brothers and sisters refine magic weapons to arm the human race troops."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After making all the arrangements, Murong Ji took the three little foxes and walked out of the palace.

Walking on the palace road, countless palace servants hurriedly passed by, some dressed as servants and some dressed as soldiers.

The people he brought to heaven are considered the top elites of the human race.

“There are still not enough people…”

A large amount of blood drawn from the Netherworld Blood Sea was melted into elixirs in various places, and the ashes were piled up and used as soil to grow various spiritual medicines.

This project alone consumed a huge amount of manpower. Murong Ji also wanted to carry out other projects, but there was no manpower available.

[If the demon race can be used by me...] Murong Ji immediately killed the thought.

This is something that has almost no benefit. If you have always been the Emperor of Heaven, then there is no problem. It is worthwhile to spend time and effort to subdue the demon clan.

But I'm only in this position for a period of time, so why bother with that much effort?
Murong Ji slowly exhaled, glanced at the red hydrangea in his hand, but in his heart he was thinking that he should go to the Wahuang Palace if he had the chance.

The days that followed gradually became peaceful.

Murong Ji also wanted to teach these three little foxes how to read and practice.

When there was nothing to do, Murong Ji gave lectures to the star gods, and the three of them sat in the front and listened. No matter whether they understood it or not, he forced them to memorize it first, and they never knew when they would understand it in the future.

After a sermon ended, countless immortals bowed and then returned to their original positions.

The only people left in the entire hall were Murong Ji and the three little foxes.

Looking at their drowsy appearance, Murong Ji was silent for a moment and took a look at the notes taken by Ju Mang's son.

This is specially written for the three of them.

Murong Ji sighed and suddenly asked, "Who is the older sister and who is the younger sister among you three?"

In an instant, the three little foxes woke up and looked at Murong Ji with some self-blame.

"We...we didn't fall asleep on purpose...don't chase us away."

Murong Ji poked his finger at him angrily and scolded, "Stupid fox!"

The force was quite strong and it made the fox fall to the ground. The fox finally woke up and snorted. It climbed back onto the mat and carefully recited what had just been said.

Murong Ji was somewhat helpless, and his voice slowed down, "You don't have a name yet, I'll give you one."

The three little foxes looked at each other. They didn't understand what the name meant.

In the etiquette concept of human race, only elders or teachers can give names and characters.

Murong Ji did have the idea of ​​taking these three little foxes as his disciples.

Logically speaking, he does have quite a few disciples. The alchemists, weapon refiners, and even doctors of the human race were all taught by Murong Ji. They are his disciples. Most of the cultivators of the human race can be considered his disciples, although their cultivation methods vary.

But until now, Murong Ji could rest assured that the only true disciple and successor was Suiren.

Murong Ji slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and then said: "Who is the elder sister and who is the younger sister?"

These three little foxes look the same. Murong Ji still can’t tell which one is which. He can only identify them by their origin.

"I'm my sister..."

Murong Ji nodded, and then said: "From now on, you are called Tushan Honghong, you are called Tushan Yaya, you are called Tushan..."

Murong Ji couldn't help but pause and remained silent for a while. He took a deep breath and said slowly: "Your name is Tu Shan Rongrong."

"Memorize today's lessons and go have fun."

Then, Murong Ji closed his eyes and listened to the three children staring at the notes in front of them and reciting one by one.

These three foxes were a little clumsy, and Murong had the rare patience to teach and explain to them over and over again.

After a long time, after checking that the three little foxes had memorized their homework, he sent them away to play by themselves.

There was no need for Murong Ji to say much, as others understood what he was thinking, and he took good care of the three little fox demons.

If anyone has nothing to do, they can go and tease them.

Murong Ji sat cross-legged in the hall, slowly exhaled, and calmed himself down.

After coming to his senses, he stretched himself lazily, feeling very comfortable all over. He stood up and walked out of the hall.

The plans of the Heavenly Court were being carried out one by one, and a large number of people were assigned to various positions by Murong Ji.

The previous heaven was the heaven of the demon race, and the current heaven is the heaven of the human race.

Murong Ji had no intention of expanding the territory or working for Haotian. His main task now was to improve the strength of these middle-level cultivators of the human race.

We strive to enable them to be qualified for many official positions in the heavenly court, such as star gods.

There will be the Conferred God Tribulation in the future. Hongjun and other saints will make plans and seize power. If you don’t want to be kicked out, you can only make more preparations.

Not only that, Murong Ji was also busy because of the great calamity between the witches and liches. The witch clan mobilized the evil spirits of the entire prehistoric world. Now, they were still gathered in various places in the prehistoric world and had not dissipated.

The first thing to do is to calm down the evil spirits to prevent any disasters from happening again.

This requires the coordination of the Zhoutian Xingdou Array and the Dutian Shensha Array.

Things are complicated and it is not advisable to be radical. Murong Ji slowly adjusts the heaven and earth, gradually balancing the various auras in heaven and earth.

Suddenly, someone walked in from outside the hall. "Your Majesty! Someone outside the hall wants to see you!"

Murong Ji was a little surprised for a moment. He opened his eyes and saw more than forty people standing outside the Lingxiao Palace.

Most of them are innate saints, but their cultivation is not high. There are also some monsters, whose strength is generally at the level of Taiyi Golden Immortals.

For a moment, Murong Ji felt a little headache. What was the point of going to him? ! Should he use him or not?

Murong Ji thought about it carefully and decided that it was not impossible to use them.

"Recruit them in!"

There were more than 40 people in the group, but Murong Ji was most concerned about only two of them. One was barefoot and dressed like a wandering monk. This attire surprised Murong Ji.

In later generations, most of the practitioners dressed like this.

The Barefoot Immortal, whose real name is Barefoot, has the cultivation level of a Daluo Golden Immortal.

When we say barefoot, we don't really mean barefoot. Barefoot means practicing casually, just like a barefoot doctor, generally called a country doctor.

This person is the ancestor of the scattered immortals. Among the scattered immortals, there are many who are very powerful.

The other one is a star god transformed from the fragments of Venus from Taibai Star in the Nine Heavens!
His level of Taoism is slightly lower, Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly. These two people really have some skills.

After arranging these people to their respective positions as a form of recruitment, Murong Ji no longer cared about them as long as they did not interfere with his work.

The days that followed became peaceful, even a little boring.

However, as the stars in the sky are mobilized and gathered for cultivation, there is no shortage of resources, and the stars in the sky are the biggest resource.

For all the human beings who were arranged by Murong Ji to be the Star Lords, their cultivation could be said to have improved by leaps and bounds.

A few years passed quickly, and Murong Jigao was sitting in the Lingxiao Palace, when he suddenly had a strange feeling.

Opening his eyes and following the feeling, he saw the huge sacrificial activities taking place within the territory of Huaxu Country of the human race.

For a moment, Murong Ji was a little stunned. He saw his own statue.

The power of faith is repeatedly poured into the statue, and then fed back to oneself through the statue, transforming into good fortune that is endless.

(End of this chapter)