Start with Tianlong Murong family, fight against the heavens

Chapter 979 is a good start!
Suddenly, a figure hurried over, "Ancestor! Ancestor!"

In an instant, everyone turned their heads to look.

The voice of the one who came to report the news suddenly became weaker, and he looked tremblingly at the group of ancestors, all of whom were famous figures in the history of the human race.

After waiting for a long time, the man still didn't speak, and Chang Qing was a little impatient: "What's the matter?! Which sect are you from!"

"Pfft!"

The man's legs went weak and he knelt on the ground. How could he not be afraid? These people could only be seen during sacrifices or on the clan's ancestral tablet!

"Disciple Huang Zongshang, nice to meet... meet... all the elders..."

Chang Qing frowned and said in a deep voice: "Old Seventeen! Looking for you!"

A man walked out from the crowd, saluted towards Chang Qing and Chang Jian, then dragged the junior out with some disgust.

A few days later, the issue of Yihe was settled, basically meeting the demands discussed by Murong Ji and Fuxi.

The Dragon Kings were appointed to four seas, each controlling a part of the heaven and earth. In addition, countless Water Dragon Kings were appointed, and each mountain, stream and river had a Dragon King on duty.

Abysses, pools, ponds, wells, etc. all have the position of Dragon King.

The dragon clan is the totem of the human race, and the human king compares himself to a real dragon. In addition, the dragon king is under the command of the human king, and if he disobeys, he will be attacked by the army.

It seems that the dragon clan has gained a great advantage, but in order to gain such an advantage, the dragon clan must continue to be powerful.

After getting the result, Murong Ji secretly let out a breath.

Without stopping, he led his men towards Mount Buzhou.

Having some time on the road, Murong Ji finally set his eyes on his son. After making sure that he was fine, he cut off all contact.

Let him continue to struggle in the world and experience all kinds of professions before he stops. He will have a chance to be sent to Fuxi to learn how to be a king.

After returning to Mount Buzhou, Murong Ji went to the furnace and took a look at the Zhuxian Sword that was being melted in the furnace. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there was nothing serious.

In this war, the human race did not win. The dragon race is still strong and has the strength to fight. There are also many old dragons hidden in the dragon race’s ancestral land.

The dragons that participated in the Longhan catastrophe have not yet died out.

"Take it step by step..."

Hundreds of years passed by in a hurry.

Murong Ji looked up at the calamity clouds in the sky slowly dissipating. Three little foxes had transformed into three little girls who had just grown to the height of his waist.

Seeing the three little ones rushing towards Murong Ji naked, Murong Ji directly wrapped them all with amber red silk.

Handed it to Nuwa who was standing beside her with a look of surprise on her face.

Nuwa's eyes lit up and she held the three little girls in her arms, "Quick, call me Senior Sister!"

"Senior sister~"

"Sister~"

"Teacher...senior sister!"

The sweet and sticky voice was a little intoxicating. Nuwa held the three little girls and walked towards the room with a smile on her face.

"You know what, even though the master is not a good person, the apprentice he accepted is still a good one..."

Murong Ji's tone stagnated, "Left foot..."

The next moment, Nuwa flew up directly, slowly floated in the air, one foot off the ground, and flew forward.

Murong Ji: "..."

Then he sighed and let her go. After a hundred years, he had developed some feelings for her and he couldn't bear to punish her.

The three foxes of Tushan in the past had never transformed, so they just did what they wanted.

Now that they have transformed, they need someone to teach them some girlish things. It would be better to expect an iron tree to bloom than to expect Nuwa to do this kind of thing...

"master!"

Chang Qing stepped forward and saluted, "Master, there is a female fairy outside the mountain gate, saying... she is looking for you."

Murong Ji nodded and looked up, then he saw a woman standing at the foot of Tongtian Peak in Qingyun Mountain, the Golden Spirit Mother.

Murong Ji was a little stunned for a moment, "Bring her up."

"Yes."

Murong Ji turned around and went back to Yuqing Palace to receive the guests.

Not long after, the Golden Spirit Mother was brought in by Chang Qing. The two sat opposite each other, and after chatting for a few words, they began to explain their respective principles to each other.

Learn from each other's strengths and complement each other.

For three consecutive days, Murong Ji was expounding the great Dao and verifying his own Dao.

When the two came to their senses, they found that there were many people sitting cross-legged in the Yuqing Hall, listening to them quietly.

Murong Ji waved his hand, signaling them to go down first.

Nearly a thousand people, each carrying their own cushions, carefully left the Yuqing Hall.

Murong Ji looked at the Golden Spirit Holy Mother and said slowly: "Daoyou, please take a rest on the mountain first."

Seeing the Golden Spirit Holy Mother nod, Murong Ji then asked Nuwa to guide her to the guest room. After Nuwa took the Golden Spirit Holy Mother away, only three girls were left in the Yuqing Palace.

Murong Ji had a smile on his face. Looking at the three of them, they were wearing the white gilded cloud pattern costumes of Qingyun Mountain. For a moment, he felt a little emotional.

It was like seeing my favorite daughter... [Xueqi...]

With a sigh, he began to teach them the cultivation techniques to help them build a solid foundation.

Murong Ji didn’t know whether there were nine-tailed foxes in this world, but he understood the nine-tailed fox technique.

The Nine-Tailed Fox Technique comes from Tushan Yaya, and is also a method of communicating with the heavens. It teaches them to use the nine tails to communicate with heaven and earth and to prove their truth.

The road is ready, all we have to do is guide them onto it.

Suddenly, Murong Ji's face changed slightly. He looked up and saw the sky was colorful and full of luck. Even his own luck was surging.

Countless fortunes and merits were poured into the Fulong Ding, raising its grade to a higher level.

If it is used again to fight against the Donghuang Bell, this acquired treasure will definitely be worth it.

Murong Ji slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, "The human race is flourishing!"

This was only the first great rise of the human race, and there would be countless more in the future.

The luck in the sky condensed and slowly turned into the shape of a dragon, carrying with it the countless wishes and luck of all living beings in the ancient world, forming a long dragon of luck, which turned into the spotted scales on the dragon's body.

The destiny of the human emperor!

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly. At this time, Fuxi's innate Bagua had not yet been fully developed. How could he have become the Human Emperor?

The current Fuxi is quite powerful, but still lacks some foundation. It should be no problem for him to become a quasi-saint of merit.

But if one wants to become a saint of humanity, he is still far from it.

Without saying anything more, he threw out a wisp of primordial purple energy in his hand. Immediately afterwards, he threw the elixir refined with Fuxi's physical body directly into the dragon's body of luck.

With two consecutive assists, the luck of the Human Emperor continued to rise.

Suddenly, Fuxi refined the Dao fruit of his previous life, but he did not break through to the Quasi-Saint level and stopped at the Daluo Golden Immortal level.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, and then he understood Fuxi's thoughts. He was cultivating towards himself? ! !

【Thank you, Daoyou Jiang, for your help! 】

There was a rumbling sound in the sky. Murong Ji nodded, said no more, and turned to enter the Yuqing Palace.

Many great powers from the ancient times came to watch the ceremony, and countless old friends of Fuxi came to congratulate him.

Not long after, a stream of light burst out from Mount Shouyang, and the Kongtong Seal, the greatest treasure of humanity, fell in front of Fuxi, as if it was a title. The entire fortune of humanity soared again.

Murong Ji directly sacrificed the Fulong Ding to suppress the destiny of the entire humanity, merged it with the destiny of the human race, and determined the identity of the human race as the protagonist of the world.

The Fulong Ding already contains 10% of the essence of the Kongtong Seal, and now it allows Murong Ji to fish in troubled waters.

[I, Fuxi, have a feeling today. I have achieved the status of the Emperor of Man and the fruition of humanity. With my immeasurable merits, I have realized my past and present lives and created the innate Eight Trigrams. Today, I have established the Yi Dao, and the gods of heaven and earth will witness it together! ]

As soon as he finished speaking, countless luck and merits were retracted, the whole movement gradually dissipated, and the vast land returned to peace.

The destiny of the human race has been pushed to a new level.

Murong Ji slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and looked up. The Fulong Ding was contaminated with the luck and merits of humanity and was no longer a property of the human race.

It is like the Kongtong Seal, which has all kinds of wonders. The quality of this acquired merit treasure has almost reached the peak, and is not inferior to other top treasures such as the Tai Chi Diagram and Pangu Banner.

As a result, Murong Ji's entire body became extremely mysterious, as if filled with the aura of all things in the human world.

Murong Ji's own path was within the scope of humanity, and he benefited a lot from it.

Fuxi became the first human emperor in the world, in charge of the destiny of humanity, coordinating the fortunes of all living beings, and controlling the rise and fall of all things.

Murong Ji was a little surprised. Fuxi did not become a sage of merit, but like Hou Tu, he had to cultivate himself step by step.

Lowering his head in deep thought, Murong Ji wondered carefully, was it because the status of heaven and earth had not been lowered?
After reaching this stage of cultivation, he felt that the ancient world was a little weak and could not withstand the turmoil.

Soon after this, Fuxi abdicated and passed the throne to the chief of the Shennong tribe in Lieshan, who set a mission and rested and recuperated.

After abdicating, Fuxi came to Mount Buzhou and talked with Murong Ji about the development of the human race. After understanding the situation, he went to heaven.

Three years later, Suiren abdicated the throne of Heaven and lived in Huoyun Cave, suppressing the destiny of the human race.

At the same time, Fuxi, the Human Emperor, succeeded to the throne of Heaven and took charge of the rise and fall of all the ways and laws of the ancient world.

Murong Ji slightly raised the corner of his mouth, sat in the Yuqing Hall, and looked at the countless busy disciples in the hall.

He poured himself a cup of tea, drank it gently, glanced at the Golden Spirit Mother who was gaining enlightenment, and then set his gaze on the several disciples nearby.

The three little foxes frowned, trying hard to understand and practice.

Looking at the lazy Nuwa, Murong Ji's originally very good mood disappeared without a trace in an instant, and his face turned into a black line.

"Your elder brother has become a Heavenly Emperor! Look at your bad behavior! You are still lazy! You don't practice diligently!"

"Forget about being lazy. If I had known you were so useless, I would have married you off and found someone with pockmarked face..."

Nuwa pouted and responded angrily: "Do you have a problem with me?! I have practiced very hard, okay?"

"I scolded you three times in two days! Am I your punching bag?!"

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly and hit her on the head with the ruler in his hand. Dong! Dong! Dong! Three times. It was a good start!
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