Chapter 384: Tianlong Palace

Above the entire city, countless thin and long branches fell from the dark clouds!

It was like a god destroying the world, shocking everyone's heart.

Murong Ji came back to his senses. This was the first time he had seen such a scene. Such shocking scenes could only be seen in science fiction blockbusters.

He saw it with his own eyes!

Murong Ji adjusted his hair crown. Fortunately, he came, otherwise these two or three hundred thousand people would have died tonight. This tree demon was ferocious and wanted to destroy the city overnight.

This tree demon is also smart. It knows that it is afraid of fire, so it deliberately brings rain to destroy the city. Exhaling slowly, Murong Ji flew high into the sky and opened his arms.

Suddenly, an idea popped up in my mind: [Why did the Emperor of Heaven choose to suppress it instead of killing it! ]

Suddenly thinking of a possibility, Murong Ji reached out to cut off the branch. Looking closely, he found that the branch was a little strange!

Spreading it in his hand, the branch suddenly flipped over like a worm, instantly taking root and piercing into his flesh.

There was a flash of fire in Murong Ji's hand, and the branch was burned to ashes.

He looked up, sneered, and said no more. In an instant, countless flames burned up and ignited a point in the sky.

As Murong Ji flew quickly, a large flame was ignited instantly.

The rain from the sky fell even more heavily, but unfortunately, it could not extinguish the white flame.

Seeing that the rain was ineffective, the clouds rolled up suddenly, and a large number of branches were entangled with each other.

I wanted to put out the white flame, but the branch caught fire instantly as soon as it touched.

Murong Ji stood in the void and looked up at the scene.

White fire burns the sky!

The flames grew bigger and bigger, and the flames spread all over, almost illuminating the area within a hundred miles.

Murong Ji looked down and saw someone had already walked out of the house, looking at the sky with horror.

Murong Ji glanced at them calmly and said softly, "Everyone go back to the house! Where is the local deacon?! Patrol the streets quickly to prevent chaos!"

The sound was not loud, but it spread everywhere.

"Here!"

A response came from the City Lord's Mansion. Murong Ji turned around and saw a man dressed in the uniform of a Qingyun disciple standing at the door and bowing.

Murong Ji stopped paying attention and turned his head to pay attention to the endless white flames above his head.

It took half an hour to burn through the branches above the sky, which shows how domineering this thousand-year-old tree is. Murong Ji glanced at it, and sparks fell, burning inexplicably faster, without any branches falling to the ground.

When Murong Ji heard the rustling sound, he knew that the ghost thing was about to retreat.

He flew high on his sword and followed.

When the branches retracted, they did so much faster, as if they were impatient.

Murong Ji's face became more and more gloomy. If this ghost thing could not be killed, then it would be possible to destroy most of his origin.

If the origin is destroyed, even if they want to cause trouble, that will happen tens of millions of years later.

[I will write it down when I get back, and call it Jianmu. I will also research a set of Jianmu-specific refining methods, and create a sect-guarding artifact, so that it will never rest in peace for generations.]

In this world, is there anything that can compare to human greed? Once there is a way, the monsters and beasts are no big deal. In a hundred years, the sixty-three tribes of the Hundred Thousand Mountains should be destroyed.

With an idea in mind, Murong Ji jumped up and chased forward.

Entering the Death Swamp, the smell of decay hit his nose. The strong smell of corpse evil filled the entire Death Swamp. Murong Ji's face turned ashen. This tree demon had killed all the creatures in the Death Swamp!
There is nothing to kill, so they go to harm the living creatures outside.

As we entered the depths of the Death Swamp, the branches suddenly dispersed and scattered in all directions. This dispersion was not a big deal, as it almost ignited the entire swamp.

"This guy has some intelligence, but not much!"

Going further ahead, they would be within a thousand-mile poisonous miasma. Murong Ji glanced around. So many lives had died, and the poisonous miasma was becoming more and more dense.

Murong Ji thought for a moment, the poison beads were almost used up. If he collected some more, it might become a non-renewable resource in the future.

Murong Ji put down the Divine Wood King Cauldron, set up the formation, and placed the jade beads. After thinking for a while, he cut open his palm and put half of the cauldron's blood into it.

The golden blood, combined with the dark green light of the Divine Wood King Cauldron, seemed a little weird.

Murong Ji thought about it and decided to make a backup plan, just in case the tree demon was also interested.

After finishing the task, he flew directly into the depths of the Death Swamp. Half an hour later, he saw the towering tree.

The hole he had left when he had dug the heart of the tree was still there. He said no more, walked into the huge tree hole, and lit a Samadhi Fire for him from inside.

My Samadhi True Fire is not a means to destroy everything, but to purify the origin.

Murong Ji looked up and saw the flames growing bigger and bigger. Then he came out of the tree hole, leaped onto the tree, and came to the huge bronze palace, the treasure house of the Emperor of Heaven.

At this time, the treasure house of heaven and earth was already a bit old. Without the plaque to suppress and deterrence, it seemed as if these things were just scraps of metal.

Murong Ji didn't plan to move, just to use the burning Samadhi True Fire of this tree to refine the copper palace. He flew towards the giant tree with his sword, and after seeing another copper palace, he landed in front of the palace and looked up at the plaque above his head. He didn't recognize the four words, but it didn't matter.

He took off the plaque directly and checked it. It had a similar function to the plaque of 'Treasure House of the Emperor of Heaven'. Without thinking too much about it, he engraved the pattern on it and melted the plaque again.

Then he redesigned the Heaven-Flipping Seal's patterns, which were like meridians, each with a different function. Murong Ji melted the two plaques together and re-condensed the Heaven-Flipping Seal.

The size did not change, it was still the size of a palm, but the text was newly laid out, with only four words: The Decree of Heaven and Earth.

Murong Ji stretched lazily. He could already feel the scorching heat. It was obvious that the fire had already reached here. He flew up into the air with his sword and looked down.

The entire Death Swamp was filled with white flames, burning fiercely, what a spectacular sight. At this moment, this place was a veritable sea of ​​fire purgatory.

Murong Ji's expression remained unchanged. He stared blankly at the giant tree with flames towering into the sky, which turned into a flaming tree.

"cracking!"

A shrill wail came from the treetops.

Murong Ji's pupils shrank in surprise, and he quickly flew into the sea of ​​fire on his sword. He saw a giant bird as big as a mountain in the tree canopy, its body pierced by dense branches, and all the blood in its body was sucked clean.

Yellow bird.

Murong Ji was speechless. Is this yellow bird stubborn?

The one who was caught here last time didn't learn his lesson and came back here again. The wounds he had just recovered from became the blood food of this tree monster.

"cracking!"

When the yellow bird saw Murong Ji, its eyes were full of pleading, and it flapped its huge wings violently, trying to break free from the giant tree, but it was all in vain.

"click"

A tear fell onto the burning tree trunk, and with all its strength it pushed an egg out from the gap between the feathers beneath its body.

A huge round bird egg that can be hugged by one arm.

Murong Ji's mouth twitched, and when he looked up, he saw the pleading eyes of the yellow bird. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Tell it that I didn't kill you. You need to explain the whole story."

"I don't want to raise an ungrateful person for the sect."

The yellow bird nodded, lowered its head and carefully passed something to the egg.

Murong Ji said no more, took the bird egg, flew directly into the sky on his sword, and looked at the endless sea of ​​fire below in silence.

This thing is life. There is no way to put it into the dragon ring. I can only find a cloth bag to carry it on my back.

Seeing that the ground below was almost burned, Murong Ji jumped down and flew towards the remains of the giant tree that was almost burned to ashes.

He made a hand gesture and wisps of wind blew, revealing the most essential part of the tree.

The milky white crystal was like jade. Murong Ji knocked on it and found it was still a little hot. Without thinking any more, he put it directly into the dragon ring.

Then I saw two blue-red copper piles that were more than one meter tall. After being burned, the quality of this thing was much higher than that of the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon. After putting it in the dragon ring,
He saw the burnt bones of the yellow bird, sighed lightly, helped it collect the bones, and began to wander around the Death Swamp, collecting the origins of some giant monsters, which were all precious resources for cultivation.

When one reaches his level, he can use it.

The fire burned for two months before it was finally extinguished. During those two months, Murong Ji had already toured the Death Swamp thoroughly. After all the poisonous miasma had been taken away, he headed towards the direction of the Divine Wood King Cauldron.

Looking from high up in the sky, he was suddenly stunned. There were twenty or thirty people surrounding the formation of the Divine Wood King Cauldron. It seemed that they wanted to break the formation and seize the Divine Wood King Cauldron.

Fortunately, I had a backup plan, otherwise I would have really made things difficult for others.

Murong Ji snorted coldly, grabbed the void, and the Divine Wood King Cauldron instantly flew away and fell into Murong Ji's hands. With a flip of his hand, Murong Ji put it into the dragon ring.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, someone blocked his way.

"Fellow Daoist, we have been trying to break the formation for a long time, and you just took the treasure away. Isn't that inappropriate?"

Murong Ji glanced around and saw that these people were surrounding him. It was not until this time that Murong Ji noticed their clothes.

The man in black clothes with snake patterns seemed to be a guard. He turned his head and glanced, and found a young man below, about twelve or thirteen years old, still dressed in black, but his body was painted with golden dragon patterns.

He was also wearing a cloak with a dragon pattern.

"Heh! Which sect are you from?"

Murong Ji was asking about the young man and didn't even glance at the Shangqing master beside him.

The young man looked arrogant, raised his head slightly, and looked at Murong Ji with disdain, "Leave the things behind, and I'll let you go."

Murong Ji was suddenly stunned. This reminded him of Li Xun. Li Xun was so arrogant back then.

"That's great. You didn't even tell me to give you a good death."

The young man patted the dirt on his hands and said, "We are the Tianlong Temple, a reputable and upright sect, not some evil sect. We will not kill innocent people indiscriminately."

Murong Ji nodded, "I've heard of the Tianlong Palace. It's good to be a famous and upright sect. I hope you can keep it."

(End of this chapter)