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Chapter 984 The Other Half of Hongyun's Soul

Over the years, he has seen many other ethnic groups. Murong Ji discovered a problem: other ethnic groups were missing something in terms of the seven emotions and six desires, and were not as comprehensive as humans.

It is also because of this that humans are not as complicated, and not as disgusting as humans.

If it were not for the restraints of human laws, I am afraid that for a long time, humans would have been eating raw meat and drinking blood, with animal desires running rampant and engaging in promiscuous intercourse.

Only the fox tribe and the ape tribe! Their lust is closest to that of humans! [If there is a chance, will it threaten the status of humans? ]

Will!

Murong Ji took a deep breath and his eyes gradually became sharp.

Because of the crisscrossing of love and desire, and the interweaving of good and evil, the creativity of the human race is much stronger than that of other races. The power inspired by desire, and even the acquired path because of the firmness of the "heart", are all stronger than those of other races.

Desire is not completely useless. Once used well, it becomes a blessing to the heart.

Just like Murong Ji, he was strong-willed and took every step very steadily.

"Your Majesty, if you like me, I would like to serve you..." As she said this, Nu Jiao's hand carefully climbed up Murong Ji's arm.

She shrank her whole body into Murong Ji's arms, her eyes became more and more blurred and charming, and her breath was somewhat seductive and alluring.

"Your Majesty~ I~"

The woman's voice was even softer, and her eyes seemed to be filled with natural passion that aroused the desires deep in people's hearts.

Murong Ji frowned, "Humph!"

In an instant, Nu Jiao spat out a mouthful of blood, and the blood splashed onto the black barrier of Murong Ji's Qiankun Qingguang Ring.

Blow your breath!

Murong Ji held back his strength, otherwise he would have shocked her to death with a cold snort.

Nu Jiao didn't care about the injuries on her body. She knelt on the ground with a plop. Her face was pale and her whole body was shaking like a sieve. "Your Majesty, please forgive me! Your Majesty, please forgive me! I won't dare to do it again!"

Murong Ji suddenly asked: "Do you know what I was thinking just now?!"

"I...I don't know...I hope Your Majesty will show me."

Nu Jiao's voice trembled a little. She really had no idea what this powerful man was thinking. His personality was changeable and she couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

My life is in his hands. If he wants, he can kill me at any time like crushing an ant.

"I was wondering, have you ever thought about being a human being? A person with flesh and blood." Murong Ji raised his hand to block the sunlight shining through the leaves.

Then he turned his head to look at the bushes on one side, frowned, turned around and looked at Nujiao.

Nu Jiao was stunned for a moment, staring at Murong Ji blankly, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Murong Ji then waved his hand, and an invisible force helped her up.

"I took away your clan's mid-grade innate spiritual roots. In exchange, I gave you a chance to follow the Human King to earn merit and share in his fortune."

"I will definitely fulfill my promise to your tribe. You three emperors, you won't get anything out of it."

"The Emperor of Heaven, Suiren, and the Emperor of Man, Fuxi, have both returned to their positions. With your current level of cultivation, you cannot catch up with the Emperor of Earth."

"Then set your sights on the Five Emperors. I will teach you how to practice and be a human being. I will send you to the side of the Human King..."

Murong Ji frowned and said solemnly: "I'm not asking you to serve him with your beauty, but to help him succeed!"

Nu Jiao immediately reacted and knocked her head to the ground again: "Disciple greets Master! Disciple greets Master!"

Murong Ji frowned slightly, thought about it, and did not refuse, then said: "I will teach you a method to transform the demonic energy into true essence and magic power, and enter the human race to take up a position."

"Come and experience the seven emotions and six desires of the human race, but one thing is, don't ruin your own practice!"

Then, Murong Ji turned around and pointed a finger at Nu Jiao's brow. A stream of light sank into it, and a spell was deeply imprinted in her mind.

A thousand thoughts and thousands of sorrows will bring you love!
Nu Jiao was stunned for a long time before she slowly came to her senses. At that moment, she seemed to have lived a lifetime, as if her entire life had been spent just to learn this magic.

He performed the technique subconsciously, without any restraint, as if he was born with the ability, or as if he had practiced it for a lifetime.

"Disciple, thank you Master for your help!"

"Go, Nujiao. I will only say this once. The master leads you to the door, but the practice is up to you. Whether you can survive this or improve your practice depends entirely on you."

Nu Jiao paid homage once more, then slowly exited the jungle. After she could no longer see Murong Ji, she let out a breath.

I subconsciously touched my forehead, which seemed to be a little hot, and then I felt a hard object there.

I found a pond and looked at my current appearance, feeling a little dazed.

The spot between her eyebrows seemed like a restriction or a cinnabar mole. Placing it between her eyebrows made her look more dignified. This restriction seemed to have dissipated all her charm.

His serious look still made her a little dazed.

The fox clan itself has delicate faces, and once they become righteous, they have a unique charm.

Murong Ji turned to the bushes in the distance, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said no more. He communicated with Fuxi and passed on the appearance of the person drawn by Nujiao to him.

After Fuxi made a divination and pointed in a direction, Murong Ji flew up on his sword and headed east.

In the jungle, Shennong and others walked out from the bushes, first looked at the direction Murong Ji flew, and then looked at the direction Nujiao left.

"My lord, should we...?"

Shennong understood what the man meant and nodded.

The man then took out the animal skin and wrote down: In the 32nd year of the Shennong calendar, on the mid-July day, Wang was investigating the epidemic in the mountain village of Yuxi, and met our ancestor King Jiang, who gave instructions.

Later, a fox girl was born, and with the order of King Jiang, she came down to earth to help...

Hundreds of words were written to clearly describe the whole story.

Murong Ji was flying in the air with his sword. He looked back, but there was nothing there. Then he heard Fuxi's voice transmission: "Daoyou Jiang, I feel something is not right. It is better to be careful."

Murong Ji replied calmly: "I understand, don't worry."

It’s not that Murong Ji is arrogant. Having reached his level of cultivation, it is not easy for others to stop him unless a saint takes action.

For several days, Murong Ji did not see the person he wanted to see. However, there was a rampant plague along the way, and a large number of people died tragically. There was no human habitation for thousands of miles, and no roosters crowed for tens of thousands of miles.

After much difficulty, he came across a town with living people. When he entered the town, Murong Ji saw countless people infected with the disease.

I felt a little heavy in my heart. I only needed to take a look to know that this so-called plague was really a cold.

Nowadays, if you don’t practice spiritual cultivation, you will be very fragile. A cold can mean a serious illness.

Murong Ji took some herbs, prepared some medicine, and directly asked someone to throw the medicine packages into the well. He waited for several months, and only after he was sure that these people had recovered from their colds did he fly away on his sword.

Along the way, Murong Ji's face was extremely gloomy. This time, the human race suffered heavy losses, and countless lower-class people died. Until now, even the murderer has not been found out.

By slaughtering all living beings like this, aren't you afraid of being killed by the calamity? !
Murong Ji's pupils shrank immediately. The man was still alive, obviously because he was supported by a lot of merit and luck.

Murong Ji already had some guesses in his mind, so he said no more, increased his sword speed, and headed eastward.

Suddenly, lightning flashed under the clouds ahead, as if someone was fighting.

Murong Ji's pupils shrank and he flew quickly towards that world.

Not far away, one could see countless layers of rain and thunder, which kept striking a person.

When the man saw Murong Ji approaching, he withstood several thunder tribulations with his physical body and did not bother to fight with him. He directly controlled the magic treasure and flew towards the sky.

"Evil thief! Where are you going!"

From beneath the clouds, there was a roar, and then a beam of light was seen shining towards the figure.

In an instant, countless space vibrations turned into extremely tiny particles, and a ray of mirror light hit the man, causing him to spit out blood.

Under the light of the mirror, Murong Ji could see the man's appearance clearly.

The man wore a blue-silver helmet, a helmeted armor, and a brocade battle robe. He had a rhinoceros-patterned belt around his waist, pig-skin boots on his feet, and in his hand he was dragging a silver-blue Taoist bell!
Plague bell!
Under the mirror light, its original form was completely revealed, and it slowly transformed into a creature covered with brocade feathers, with a fluffy body, and a body hundreds of feet long, somewhat like a sea turtle.

But its two feet were as sharp as hooks, which did not look like those of sea creatures. Its nine heads were gathered together, which was extremely strange!

"The only amphibious creature is Kunpeng!" Murong Ji frowned, but couldn't figure out what this creature looked like.

It seems like a hybrid monster, neither turtle nor dragon, neither bird nor beast.

But that origin is extremely powerful! It is much more powerful than the ordinary innate sacredness.

"Hey!"

The sound was so loud that it could be heard far away. Nothing could hide the pride in its eyes. It was an arrogance unlike any other bird! =
It was not until then that Murong Ji was sure that he was a nine-headed bird!

Spreading its wings, it flew directly beyond the calamity cloud. The strange bird turned its head and looked at Murong Ji with a look of fear in its eyes, a flashing golden light, and flew towards the distant sky and earth at all costs.

Murong Ji frowned as he watched him leave. In a flash, he disappeared. "Tsk tsk tsk, this speed... is a bit fast!"

He had some trouble chasing after him.

Then, Murong Ji frowned slightly. Thinking of the plague bell, he thought of someone.

Plague God Lu Yue!

This person also seems to be of divine origin, and should have already become a disciple of Master Tongtian.

"I don't know what Lu Yue's true form is..."

This Lu Yue is no ordinary person. Among the disciples of Jiejiao, his strength is estimated to be among the top ten. Although he has never seen him, he has read a lot of "Investiture of the Gods" in the first life.

Murong Ji jumped up and flew towards the thundercloud.

Passing under the thundercloud, I looked down and saw a person lying there, looking half dead, but his face could not be seen clearly.

(End of this chapter)