Chapter 449: Qi Bureau (Additional Update)
"As for me, first, I want to regain my memory, and second, I want to benefit all mankind."

Murong Ji waved his hand to interrupt Ma Xianhong, then walked out of the house, looked up at the surrounding mountains, thought carefully, then took out a piece of paper and drew a formation pattern on it.

Ma Xianhong stood aside, watching quietly. He had never come into contact with formations, but he could tell that Murong Ji was quite capable.

His expression gradually became solemn. He took a deep breath and looked at the three pages of paper handed to him by Murong Ji.

"I will refine the array stakes. I will map them according to the above method and drive the array stakes at each node. Then I will call Qu Tong and ask her for the materials."

Ma Xianhong stared at the paper in his hand in a daze, "Is this, a Qi Game?!" He was shocked. It is rare to see someone who can set up a Qi Game in a century.

"No wonder my sister likes you! You are really capable."

Murong Ji was somewhat speechless. Is there a necessary connection between having ability and liking someone? Ma Xianhong's thinking made him somewhat...

Ma Xianhong came back to his senses and took out a small ball. "Don't worry about the materials. I have enough here. I'll give it to you first."

Murong Ji's eyes were fixed on the pigeon egg-sized ball. [Is this a devouring capsule?] Taking the devouring capsule, Murong Ji looked at it carefully. The pattern on this thing was somewhat strange, as if it was a space converter.

This method is much more useful than his Qiankun Qingguang Ring. Of course, he was talking about the storage capacity.

Devouring sacs can be mass-produced, but the Qiankun Qingguang Ring has extremely strict requirements on materials.

"After you've mapped the location, come to me to get the array stakes." After saying that, Murong Ji walked directly into the house, cleared out a space, then poured out the materials and began to select.

Ma Xianhong stood at the door, watching Murong Ji's actions, crossing his arms with some pride. Then, seven or eight Ruhua came in, snatched the things in Murong Ji's hands, and began to organize the materials.

Murong Ji: "..."

Turning around, there was an irrepressible sense of pride, with a smile hanging on the corners of Ma Xianhong's mouth that he couldn't suppress.

Murong Ji curled the corner of his mouth, and no one knew where his desire to win came from.

Is there still competition between engineering men? For the sake of a sentence like "You are awesome"?
Murong Ji felt that this kind of competition was meaningless and childish. He selected the materials he wanted to use and began to refine the array stakes.

Towards evening, after Ma Xianhong completed the survey, he opened the door, stepped into the house, and was stunned for a moment.

Seven puppets appeared in front of him.

These seven puppets have human bodies but not human appearances, and are of normal human height. But why do they seem to be more flexible than his own black and white puppets?
Looking around, I saw a few words engraved on each doll: The Seven Sons of Qingyun. Tongtian, Dazhu, Xiaozhu, Fenghui, Chaoyang, and Luoxia.

The doll with the "Little Bamboo" carved on it was covered with a piece of clothing. Although it did not have a human appearance, one could tell from the curvy body that it was a woman.

The corner of Ma Xianhong's mouth twitched. This puppet named 'Xiaozhu' received more preference and was obviously made as a fighting puppet.

Standing in front of her, Ma Xianhong felt a slight chill.

Without waiting for Ma Xianhong to say anything, Murong Ji threw him a swallowing capsule and said, "This is a formation stake. Thank you for your help."

Ma Xianhong didn't wait for anything to happen before he saw the seven puppets move instantly and begin to move materials to assist Murong Ji in refining the magic weapon.

A few days later, Murong Ji controlled the puppet and went up the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, Murong Ji found the center of the formation and dug out a cave. The top of the cave was dug through by Murong Ji. Standing at the position of the furnace, he could see the starry sky.

Murong Ji glanced around and nodded with satisfaction. In this kind of world, it was not easy to make things like this.

After coming to his senses, he began to operate the puppet installer furnace.

Ma Xianhong looked at the 'Xiao Zhu' standing aside motionlessly, a little impatient, "Brother-in-law, you are too partial, aren't you? Why are the other six working?"

"And that Xiaozhu can... uh... not have to do anything?"

Murong Ji rolled his eyes, "I'd love to!"

After repairing the furnace, Murong Ji breathed a sigh of relief. He walked around the furnace, which was nearly two people tall, and carefully checked to see if there were any missing parts.

There was no problem, so he started to activate the formation. It was not easy to operate the formation, especially with his current level of cultivation, it was a bit strenuous.

The power of heaven and earth, Qian and Kun, are like an endless millstone.

This huge millstone can only be moved a little bit at a time. If you are not careful, you will die under the majestic power of heaven and earth.

It was not until then that Murong Ji understood why Zhang Zhiwei had worked so hard at the Luotian Grand Ceremony.

It took a lot of time to operate the formation. Five sleepless days almost exhausted Murong Ji's mind before he could finally get the formation running.

Sitting cross-legged in front of the furnace, Murong Ji exhaled slowly, still feeling a little stuffy in his heart.

“Puff! Cough cough cough!!”

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face turned pale. After spitting it out, Murong Ji felt much better. The world was so vast and it was really too difficult.

Murong Ji took a breath, and then lit the furnace with Dan fire. The rumbling flames rose, as if they were refining this world. The flames rose, but gradually changed from bright yellow to transparent light blue.

Murong Ji stood up, walked around the stove a few times again to make sure there was no problem, and then turned a Tai Chi pattern on the stove.

The next moment, the fire seemed to be extinguished, and an inexplicable rhythm rose from the stove, from the hole above the cave, and spread into the sky.

There was also an inexplicable force that spread into the earth veins along the various array stakes of the formation.

Murong Ji looked at it carefully and found that it was functioning normally. He let out a long breath and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Combing the earth's veins and stabilizing the laws of nature, this is a great achievement! Hahahaha!"

With the existence of such a place, it would be much easier to refine some weapons and elixirs that are beyond the scope of this world.

For example, the Qiankun Mirror, the Juxian Banner, or the Zhuxian Sword!
Walked out of the cave.

Standing outside the cave entrance, I saw two people walking on the mountain path, one was Jin Yong and the other was someone I didn’t recognize.

Murong Ji frowned slightly. He didn't like letting other people know about it.

Currently, with his strength at the fifth level of Yuqing, he can only rely on the terrain to set up formations, and he does not have the ability to change the momentum and energy of heaven and earth.

[It seems that I still need to rely on the power of the company to keep this place. ]

Murong Ji thought about it and called Zhao Fangxu.

Soon after hanging up the phone, Jin Yong came up with someone. "Master Murong, I have to go out for a while. From now on, this person will run errands for you."

Murong Ji glanced at the tall and thin man with muscular body and focused eyes. He was obviously a martial artist with rich practical experience.

But he is an ordinary person!
Murong Ji narrowed his eyes slightly, probably understanding what they meant, "Well, what's your name?"

"Master Murong, my name is Liu Dang."

Murong Ji nodded and looked back into the cave. It would take several days to refine the weapon here and he also needed to prepare various materials. After thinking about it, he decided to go down the mountain.

At this time, Jin Yong said, "Master Murong, the village chief asked me to inform you that your wife has also come to the village. Do you... want to go and see her?"

Murong Ji was stunned. Qu Tong? Shouldn't Qu Tong stay away from Biyou Village at this time?
"I see."

After going down the mountain and reaching the creek at the entrance of the village, we saw countless people loading and unloading materials. Ma Xianhong was sitting on a rock nearby with his feet immersed in the creek water, talking to someone.

Qu Tong stood by the stream, hugged her arms, and looked at the water in the stream quietly, wondering what she was thinking.

Murong Ji walked to Ma Xianhong, glanced at the materials that were being carried up the mountain, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "Aren't there devouring sacs?"
"Why should we be alone? Wouldn't it be better for us, the true descendants of the Eight Wonders, to unite?"

Murong Ji was stunned, and then he understood who Ma Xianhong was talking to on the phone.

Qu Tong came back to her senses, looked at Murong Ji, and smiled unconsciously. She walked to Murong Ji and handed him a booklet.

Murong Ji took a glance and his pupils shrank involuntarily, "Is this a method of practicing blowing air?" Thinking of Xiao Xiao, it is estimated that he has fallen into Qu Tong's hands by now.

He could not help but remind him in a deep voice, "Xiao Xiao is a good talent, cultivate him well. Let him improve his physical skills, and his achievements will not be inferior to Lu Ci's."

Is Lu Ci powerful?
Among all the masters, he can be considered first-rate, but due to old age and physical weakness, his strength has dropped by 20% to 30%, and he has to make up for it with combat experience, so it is hard to say what level he is at.

Even so, Lu Ci's achievements are something many people cannot achieve in their lifetime!

"Husband? You think so highly of him?"

Murong Ji did not answer. He flipped through the book in his hand and found that it was not complete. According to his own theory, there was also a set of methods for the operation of the meridians.

It happened that he filled in the gap of Blowing's attack, so it would be difficult for Feng Baobao to defeat him by delaying the rhythm.

[This also happens to counter the magic of the two generals Heng and Ha. It seems that we need to study it. ]

When Ma Xianhong hung up the phone, Qu Tong crossed her arms, glanced at him, and asked calmly, "How is it? Did Wang agree?"

"No, he is still wary of me. But it's no wonder. If I were him, I would also be alert." Ma Xianhong had a smile on his face, and looked a little helpless.

Murong Ji turned and left. He suddenly had some ideas that needed to be verified quickly.

In the next two days, Murong Ji was thinking about how to complete this set of exercises. With his accumulation, it was not a difficult task to complete the exercises, but it would be a bit difficult for him to take this set of exercises to a higher level.

Murong Ji rubbed his forehead, thought carefully, and then wrote the last stroke.

This set of exercises is considered to be successful.

He burned the waste paper on the table, then walked out of the house, glanced around, and finally set his eyes on a ten-year-old apricot tree.

(End of this chapter)