Chapter 427: Useful and Unused
"The most important thing is that there is no one to take over!"

The words "no successor" hit Lu Ci's heart hard. He couldn't help but sigh and feel upset. Suddenly, he thought of Lu Liang...

Murong Ji walked out of the yard, looking down at the Fantian Seal in his hand. It seemed that the power of this thing suddenly increased greatly.

Zhang Chulan followed behind and looked at Murong Ji, wanting to say something, but seeing that he looked deep in thought, he decided not to disturb him.

Murong Ji suddenly stopped and thought carefully about the structure of the material. Osmium metal is silvery white, hard and brittle. It is the densest metal with a high melting point and stable chemical properties.

After mixing and smelting the gold essence, something seemed to have changed, and this change took quite a long time.

"Brother Murong, thank you. If it weren't for you, I would never have gotten away so easily."

Murong Ji shook his head and said, "Without me, they wouldn't dare to do anything to you." This is Longhu Mountain. Do you really think Zhang Zhiwei has a good temper?
He shook his head and continued, "They have their eyes on me too. If I show off my muscles to them, I will have less trouble in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ji looked at the huge rock beside him and smashed it directly.

"bump!"

In an instant, the stone shattered, and Murong Ji's expression changed. [This power and effect are no worse than the Heaven-shaking Seal in the previous life! ]

In fact, Murong Ji knew very well that this thing was not as good as the Fantian Seal from his previous life. This seal had no spirituality.

"Damn it! Brother Murong, you... no one can stop you!"

Zhang Chulan's voice came, and Murong Ji remembered that there was someone beside him. "Shut your mouth tightly, don't talk nonsense."

"Of course, of course. Brother Murong, can you tell me, is the 'Old Farmer's Skill' the source of Qi?" Zhang Chulan asked in a low voice.

Murong Ji glanced at him, "Why should I tell you?"

Zhang Chulan said with a smile: "You have done me a favor, whether it was teaching me to practice before or just now, you were doing it to help me."

"This is a deal between me and the old Taoist priest. It can't be considered a favor. Don't think too much about it." After he finished speaking, Murong Ji continued to walk forward.

Zhang Chulan immediately followed with a smile on his face, "Just keep your mouth shut, Brother Murong, do you... do you know Sister Baoer?"

Murong Ji frowned slightly, then shook his head, "I have some guesses, but I don't know him. Let's not talk about this anymore, Zhang Chulan, what do you want to say?"

Zhang Chulan's expression immediately became serious. "Brother Murong, you just said that with your current cultivation level, you can still live for another 160 years. What's going on?"

Murong Ji frowned slightly, looking at his expression, he probably understood what Zhang Chulan meant. Was he doubting Feng Baobao's 'immortality' quality?
"According to your theory, the length of a person's life depends on the consumption of the innate Qi. Then based on the stock of the innate Qi, the length of life can be deduced."

"In this world, no one can live forever. Living consumes energy. Even if there is enough energy, there is still a problem: the body and the soul."

"You are also a college student. To put it in terms you can understand, the human body is maintained by gene replication, which continuously builds cells to replace the body's losses."

"The existence of telomeres limits the number of times DNA can be replicated. A cell can replicate at most 50 to 60 times in its lifetime. How many years do you think the body can live if it has sufficient energy?"

Zhang Chulan was a little distressed and scratched his head, thinking he needed to grow his brain.

Murong Ji said to himself: "In this case, the body can survive for 400 years. After 400 years, if the energy is still sufficient, some cancer cells will appear and the body will become distorted and deformed beyond description."

Speaking of this, Murong Ji suddenly remembered his previous life. He and Lu Xueqi's lives were long enough for humans.

At that time, he could feel the abnormality in his body. His body was sick and aging, which was almost irreversible. Even if his true energy was at its peak, it was of no use.

"Of course, returning the innate Qi will have the effect of slowing down cell loss or increasing the length of telomeres."

Zhang Chulan gradually came back to his senses, "This can't be your guess, right?"

"Yes, it's just a guess."

Zhang Chulan secretly exhaled, "This combination of practice and science always feels weird."

When I looked up again, I saw Feng Baobao running towards me hurriedly. Not far behind her were Xu San and Xu Si.

When we met again, there was no awkwardness at all, as if what happened last time had never happened.

But it wasn't very lively.

Murong Ji and a few others chatted for a while and then went to the competition venue together.

Watching the arena, Zhuge Qing and the Little Fire God Hong Bin were fighting back and forth, and gradually, the battle situation became clear.

Murong Ji stretched lazily, looked at Qu Tong whose appearance had changed, and walked over with Jiang Beibei who looked like a porcelain doll.

I couldn't help but take a photo of Jiang Beibei.

"How did you become like this?" Murong Ji asked softly. Xu San, Xu Si and others had all seen what his wife looked like.

Looking at Zhang Chulan's obscene expression, you know what he is thinking.

"What's wrong? Doesn't it look good?" Qu Tong gathered her hair and then slowly leaned close to Murong Ji's ear: "Husband, we haven't been intimate for a long time. Now I have a new face, and you..."

Murong Ji was somewhat speechless...

"Dad! Hold me!" Murong Ji bent down and picked her up so that she could see the situation inside the competition venue.

The little girl has no idea about these spells now and is just watching for fun, but this does not hinder the development of her cognition and awareness.

Murong Ji began to guide Jiang Beibei's concepts of magic and awareness of controlling fire.

"Dad, that doesn't seem as powerful as you said? That little fire god is about to be defeated!"

Murong Ji was a little surprised, she could actually see that? ! !
"How do you know that Hong Bin is going to lose?"

Jiang Beibei couldn't come up with anything to say. After thinking for a long time, she still couldn't come up with a suitable reason. "It feels like he's going to lose."

Murong Ji smiled and said with some admiration: "It feels good."

"When fighting, life and death often happen in a split second. In this split second, you simply cannot think effectively. Most of the time, you rely on your combat instincts to make decisions."

Murong Ji put his daughter on the ground. He was somewhat satisfied with the child. She didn't have much talent, and she probably inherited Qu Tong's talent for cultivation.

But Murong Ji still felt it was a pity that he was born in this world.

When the game was over, Murong Ji glanced at him unintentionally and frowned slightly. When Zhuge Qing just came out, he was stopped by reporters.

A man and a woman, Murong Ji had seen both of them before. The people from Yaoxing Society couldn't help but look at Qu Tong.

"Honey, there are people from Quanzhen Longmen competing over there, do you want to go and take a look?"

Murong Ji turned his head and saw that it was not over yet, so he nodded.

When walking towards another competition field, Murong Ji followed behind Qu Tong, looking at Qu Tong's extremely plump figure, which was extremely tempting.

Murong Ji thought of the scene just now, [Qu Tong, I haven't seen through Qu Tong completely yet. ] Foreign forces are intertwined, if Qu Tong doesn't say it herself, it will be difficult to find out how many hidden moves she has made.

[Now I can’t control her! ]

Retracting his thoughts, Murong Ji had already reached the edge of the arena. Looking inside, it was Xiao Xiao versus Huang Ming!
"Humph!"

Xiao Xiao blew out a powerful force, but Huang Ming managed to block it.

"Interesting." Murong Ji murmured to himself, staring blankly, his eyes never moving at all.

"It is indeed amazing. The Quanzhen lineage's dual cultivation of body and soul, this method of concentrating the mind is indeed admirable."

Qu Tong's voice came faintly. If Murong Ji was not also from the Quanzhen lineage, she would not have known about this faction.

The more you understand, the more astonishing it is, from the methods of cultivation to the power of the sects, it is astonishing.

Murong Ji was stunned and didn't know what to say. He was thinking about Xiao Xiao's blowing air, a method that directly attacked the soul, which was very rare.

And it is also what he lacks.

Qu Tong looked at Murong Ji and realized that she had misunderstood him. She turned her gaze to Xiao Xiao again and asked, "Husband, are you talking about this Xiao Xiao?"

Seeing Murong Ji nod, Qu Tong's mouth curled up slightly, and her expression towards Xiao Xiao became a little weird. However, in her opinion, there was really nothing remarkable about Xiao Xiao.

Apart from his martial arts skills, it is quite impressive.

After the game, Murong Ji picked up Jiang Beibei and walked towards his residence, "Beibei, you haven't done your homework these days, right?!"

The little girl's smiling face suddenly froze. She felt a little conflicted and aggrieved. She wanted to find an excuse, but she couldn't react.

Murong Ji snorted coldly, "You have to make up for it today! If you slack off again, I'll spank you!"

"I~know~" Jiang Beibei couldn't help but shed tears, and her eyes kept looking towards Qu Tong.

"Brother Murong, my great grandfather is looking for you."

When Murong Ji looked up, he saw Lu Linglong. This was the first time he met Lu Linglong. She was cute and energetic, and a little silly.
She looks good, I'd give her an eight.

This is not a world of immortal cultivation. An eight-point score is already considered top-tier appearance. There is almost no room for improvement. If there is any room, it is to use beauty filters...

Murong Ji looked at her for a few more times and found that there was a kind of violent power in Lu Linglong's body, which was innate.

"Okay, I'll be there right away."

Murong Ji handed Jiang Beibei to Qu Tong. At the moment of handing over the child, Qu Tong leaned close to Murong Ji's ear and slowly said, "Husband, what do you think of this girl? Do you want me to look like her tonight?"

Murong Ji's mouth twitched, and he was about to scold, but Qu Tong quickly stepped back. Murong Ji held back his words, after all, the main person was still there.

He could only transmit a message: [Skills have their uses and not their uses. Don't underestimate yourself, Qu Tong.]

Qu Tong's expression changed, she bit her lip and watched Murong Ji leave.

Arriving in the courtyard, Lu Linglong pinched her waist and smiled, "Brother Murong, my great grandfather is in there. Please go in. I'm going to play."

(End of this chapter)