Start with Tianlong Murong family, fight against the heavens

Chapter 978 No one, not even God, can save you!
It has to be said that Fuxi's name is useful. Unlike Nuwa, who is hated by everyone, Fuxi is quite popular among the innate gods.

Nuwa was right. Many things were much easier for Fuxi to do than for him.

A great war that lasted for several years.

Both sides suffered countless casualties, but the human race's base number was there, and they had the resources of the sea of ​​blood and the energy of chaos to support them.

This kind of consumption is nothing to the human race.

But the dragon clan could not stop it. Even if they could withstand the innate sacred attacks of Zhen Yuanzi and others, too many low-level masters would die.

The human race has a generation every 20 to 30 years, and it takes decades for someone to become successful. But this is not the case for the dragon race. It is difficult to conceive direct descendants, and it is also difficult to raise mixed bloodlines.

The balance of war gradually tilted towards the human race. Even though the dragon race was rich, they were also somewhat exhausted.

Not long after, envoys from the Dragon Clan came to negotiate peace.

Fuxi asked Murong Ji to preside over the meeting.

Murong Ji thought about it carefully and felt that his presence would indeed not undermine Fuxi's prestige. Without saying anything more, he walked towards the land used by the human race.

As they entered the human camp, someone led Murong Ji into the central military tent.

Murong Ji walked into the big tent and at a glance, many innate sacred beings were looking at him. Some of the human and witch tribes were looking at him eagerly.

Murong Ji just glanced at them indifferently, and finally his eyes fell on Nuwa. Beside her stood Chang Qing and Chang Jian, his two disciples.

He breathed a sigh of relief that no one recognized Nuwa's identity.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, it's been a long time since we last met! Hahaha!" Zhen Yuanzi took a few steps forward, full of enthusiasm and smiles.

Murong Ji bowed to Zhen Yuanzi. The two were old acquaintances and they got along well because of Hong Yun.

The two of them came together, Zhen Yuanzi grasped Murong Ji's hand, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Jiang, I have visited the place you sent me the message."

Murong Ji was stunned. The two of them looked at each other and laughed. Everything was said without words.

Zhen Yuanzi did not argue any further. He walked a few steps forward, looked at Murong Ji sitting at the desk to the left of Fuxi, and then returned to his seat.

Murong Ji looked over and saw that the Yunxiao sisters and Zhao Gongming were staring at him. Their current strength had already reached the level of Daluo Jinxian, and it was not easy to cultivate.

Seeing that they were sitting below Zhen Yuanzi, he understood how much Zhen Yuanzi was supporting these three.

Strictly speaking, they can be considered as Hong Yun's disciples.

Having received all the blessings from Hong Yun, how can I not be considered his disciple...

After Murong Ji sat down, Fuxi began to preside over the meeting.

After Murong Ji and Fuxi exchanged their ideas, they agreed on the outcome of the peace talks with the dragon clan.

Nowadays, there is no concept of "feudal system". Military force is supreme and ethnic groups are extremely united, unlike humans who are so complex and changeable with numerous desires.

During the meeting, Murong Ji always felt that someone was staring at him. He frowned slightly and followed the gaze. He saw the Golden Spirit Mother and hurriedly looked away.

Murong Ji frowned, feeling a little surprised, and then he remembered this person.

Once the matter was settled, Murong Ji had nothing to do with it.

Without staying any longer, as soon as I walked out of the big tent, someone came to greet me.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, you came in a hurry and left in a hurry. What were you busy with?"

Murong Ji looked in the direction of the sound and saw the three Yunxiao sisters and Zhao Gongming and his four companions walking over, then he smiled.

"Why are you here?"

"What? You don't welcome me?" Bixiao pinched her waist and looked at Murong Ji with a sneer.

"Hmph! Look at some people. They speak with such a disdainful tone as soon as they open their mouths, and yet they think about others every day..." Qiong Xiao crossed his arms and looked at him unkindly.

Murong Ji: "..."

Yunxiao glared at the two of them coldly, and Qiongxiao and Bixiao instantly became quails, and even Zhao Gongming trembled all over.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, "It seems that Yunxiao, you have made great progress in Taoism. Are they so afraid of you?"

Yunxiao chuckled and did not respond, but replied: "Fuxi Qian... Daoyou and my master have an old relationship, and the master asked us to come and help."

"Besides, this place is very close to the Biyou Palace. Why not accept the merit that is delivered to your doorstep?"

Murong Ji immediately realized that merit and luck were the universal "currency" in the ancient world.

Before he could speak, another voice came, "Daoyou Jiang, long time no see."

Turning around, he saw it was the Golden Spirit Mother. Murong Ji was stunned for a moment.

"Big Sister!" Yunxiao and the other three saluted in unison.

The Golden Spirit Mother lowered her brows slightly and glanced at the four people: "I didn't expect that Junior Sister is also familiar with Fellow Daoist Jiang, but I have never heard of him."

"We were already familiar with each other years ago, before we transformed. There's no point talking about the past, for fear of polluting Senior Sister's ears."

The Golden Spirit Mother looked Yunxiao up and down as if she had just met her.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, you and I are of the same origin. There are some matters concerning cultivation that I need to consult you about." The Golden Spirit Mother lowered her attitude very low.

Murong Ji was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that his and her origins complemented each other in yin and yang. They were both yin and yang origins, Murong Ji was the main yang, and the Golden Spirit Holy Mother was the main yin.

The two of them were a destined couple.

This Taoist partner is not the kind of dual cultivation Taoist partner that is usually imagined, but the kind of Taoist partner that complements yin and yang.

"If you have time, you can come to Buzhou Mountain to find me. I will set up a temple there."

The Golden Spirit Holy Mother suddenly raised the corner of her mouth and clasped her fists in return, "Then it's a deal. I won't disturb you from reminiscing about the past. Goodbye." Murong Ji watched the Golden Spirit Holy Mother leave, frowned slightly, and looked at her back, thinking in his heart, I wonder whose pawn she is... Yuanshi Tianzun?

"Hey, does my senior sister have a good figure?" Bixiao suddenly poked his head out from Murong Ji's body and asked seductively.

Murong Ji gave her an unpleasant look, turned his head away and stopped looking at her. Unexpectedly, Qiong Xiao poked his head out from the other side.

"Hehe, isn't my eldest sister pretty? She has a round and firm butt. She can give birth to a son. She doesn't look like my eldest sister... wuwuwu..."

Yunxiao dragged her down from behind and threw her into the sea, then looked at Bixiao with a gloomy face.

Bixiao was so scared that he left in shame.

Yun Xiao turned around, smiling, and looked at Murong Ji. He tucked his hair and suddenly asked, "Does Brother Jiang like someone like my senior sister? Do you want me to help you find a matchmaker..."

Murong Ji: "..."

For a moment, he felt helpless. He had noticed Yun Xiao's intentions a long time ago, but he had never responded. It would be impossible for her to be a matchmaker for him.

[Don’t be too obvious in your probing, hey…]

"No, I already have a wife and concubines, there is no need..."

Yun Xiao slowly put away her smile, making it impossible to tell what she was thinking. "Is that so... Are you talking about the Queen Mother Hou Tu and Senior Chang Xi?"

Murong Ji nodded and said no more.

Yun Xiao sighed, and then said, "Fellow Daoist has set up a Taoist temple in Buzhou Mountain. I wonder if we brothers and sisters have the good fortune to see this blessed place?"

Murong Ji nodded, "We are very familiar with each other, there is no need to be so polite, if you want to go, you can go anytime."

"I take your words seriously."

After exchanging a few words with Yunxiao, he saw Zhen Yuanzi coming. The two chatted about the reincarnation of Hongyun's other half of the soul.

After deciding on their positions, they separated.

Murong Ji glanced at the entire Human Tribe tent and saw that the Dragon Tribe envoy had already entered the tent.

Murong Ji did not stay any longer, and was about to fly towards Buzhou Mountain with his disciples. He took a quick glance, but Nuwa was nowhere to be seen.

Just ask someone to bring her back.

Looking at this little girl in front of him who was so angry that she felt a headache for a moment, "Come back with me quickly! Let me see what you look like!"

"I won't! You just scold me!"

Murong Ji went up and gave her a slap in the face.

"Ouch! You! You dare to hit me! I'm going to tell my brother!"

Murong Ji's eyes almost popped out of his head, "Even if you tell the king of heaven, you can't escape this beating today!"

"In order to obtain a mission from the sect, I went down the mountain without permission, according to the sect rules..."

"Who said I don't have a mission to complete? Here it is!" Nuwa tilted her head and took out a jade token directly from the groove on her chest.

Murong Ji held his breath and looked at the jade token of the mission in Nuwa's hand. He felt sick all over.

He glared at Chang Qing, and seeing that he kept his head down and did his best to reduce his presence, he got a little angry and kicked him.

After finally calming down his anger, he said, "According to the sect rules, disturbing..."

"I have done a great job!"

Murong Ji took a deep breath and looked at the smug Nuwa in front of him. Since she dared to go down the mountain, she must have studied the rules of the sect thoroughly.

Murong Ji then took a step back and waved to Nuwa, "Come, come here..."

"Ah? What's wrong? Master, what are you going to do? I can't get out of your crappy rules, so you plan to admit defeat?" As he spoke, he walked towards Murong Ji.

Murong Ji held Nu Wa down, pulled over a table, and pressed her on it. "Take your left foot first. I'm not wronged in beating you up!"

"Ah?! You're cheating! Ouch!"

"Someone was beaten to death!"

"Help!"

"Brother! Help me!"

"Even if the king of heaven came today, he couldn't save you!"

"I was wrong, Master!"

"late!"

……

Murong Ji walked out of the tent with a gloomy face, exhaled a long breath, and felt refreshed! If you have anger, you can't hold it in.

Listening to Nuwa's sobbing in the tent, Murong Ji looked at the disciples standing at the door, more than 400 people,

Murong Ji immediately said, "Chang Ling, Chang Jing, the rest of you go in and apply medicine to her. We will be back tomorrow."

"Yes, master."

Murong Ji walked in the human camp with his hands behind his back. "This letter came at the right time. God helped Huang Zhong to succeed..."

The disciples looked at each other... and listened to Junior Sister Nuwa's accusation against Murong Ji in the open-top room, and everyone fell silent again.

(End of this chapter)