Chapter 530 You Should Feel the Constraint
Then, Murong Ji waved his hand and directly retracted the silver needle inserted into the hanging body, and walked towards another door.

Just as he reached the door, Daodiao suddenly raised his neck and said unwillingly: "Wait! My spirit is so special, and I have told you my theory."

"Besides, don't you think my achievements are beautiful? Why do you have such a dismissive expression?"

Murong Ji turned around and asked, "Is it like this?" He smiled with some disdain and contempt, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he was mocking.

"Yes! That's it! Are you so disdainful of my achievements? Insulting me, hahaha!" The man's face was ferocious, as if he was very angry with Murong Ji.

He had a feeling that if he let him go now, it would be the thing he would regret the most. Murong Ji was like a tempting fruit, and this feeling was still the same as when he saw the first generation of SP reagents.

Murong Ji took a deep breath, restrained his expression, and said solemnly: "As a seeker, I really shouldn't look down on seekers who are less advanced than me."

"I wasn't like this before. You don't know, if it was me before, I would have given you the highest respect. But I met a person, a double-standard person, who, like you, also used other people for experiments."

"It's just that he is wearing a moral coat. It's hard for me to respect such a person. 'People with different ideals cannot work together'. There is no insult in it."

Daodiao heard the footsteps getting closer outside and suddenly laughed, "Ha! Ha! Ha! You can't be, you don't understand what I'm saying! According to what you said, you don't understand my way?!"

Murong Ji had a blank expression on his face as he looked at the Behemoth member, Hyena, who was looking at them with confusion.

He said softly: "Objective environment can shape a person's character. If you are separated from this environment, you will have the character of someone else."

"So you polish yourself in advance, wanting to think without being influenced by the objective environment, and train yourself in advance to not be affected by the environment. Once you die, no matter what the environment is, it will not affect you. You will still be you, right?"

Daodiao suddenly fell silent and stopped smiling. He was also worried that the two people's communication would be affected by nationality and language issues.

In fact, it did have an impact, as he was simply unable to translate and understand many professional terms.

Murong Ji continued, "Your idea has been tried in China a long time ago. Keep your nature intact and don't burden your body with material things."

"Oh, and what you call polishing your soul, there is also a way in China, called Xinggong. Then... do you know the relationship between Xinggong and Minggong?"

Daodiao was full of confusion. He didn't understand what life skills and sexual skills were. However, Murong Ji's expression and translation were definitely not fake.

He stretched his arms and legs and bowed his head to show his respect. "Excuse me... Is this what you guys mean? Oh, no, it should be like this..."

Then, with a plop, he knelt down in front of Murong Ji.

Murong Ji did not dodge or evade, but just looked at Daodang silently. Then he looked up at the hyena standing at the door, bewildered. The shock in his eyes was obvious, and Murong Ji knew what he was thinking without having to think.

How could the arrogant Daodiao kneel down so respectfully in front of a Chinese person!
Retracting his gaze, Murong Ji said calmly: "To put it in words you can understand. Human thoughts exist based on the operation of brain functions."

"When the body decays, the spirit dies. Your idea of ​​training the soul is correct, but it has not touched the root, which is what you call the underlying logic. What lies beneath your underlying logic is the root."

"All explanations of various religions stop at what you call 'the underlying logic'. If you explain it further, people will not be able to understand it."

"Human conception is the union of sperm and egg. The embryo continues to divide and form what you are now. So the question is, where does your soul come from? Where does your body come from?"

"It comes from what you call 'underlying logic'. Well... in terms you can understand, it means entering the narrow gate, the narrow gate of Christianity."

"Behind the narrow gate is the vastness of heaven and earth, beyond words. It circulates without a breath, and is round and unobstructed. It can be said that if it is opened, it permeates the universe and creates the mysteries of nature; if it is rolled up, it retreats into nothingness and responds to countless wonders."

"If you cultivate it from the root, you can preserve the true nature of life, achieve the transformation of life and death, connect with the heaven and man, and establish divine authority. This is why it is so great."

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ji walked out. As soon as he walked out, the voice of Daodiao came from behind him, "I will go to China to find you! I will definitely go to China to find you!"

After leaving the market, he went straight to the palace.

He had said everything that needed to be said. Whether Daodiao could understand it or not was not his business.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise behind him. Murong Ji turned around and saw that the war in the paradise had already started.

Don't worry about it anymore, you have already got what you wanted.

After landing on the top of the mountain, he looked up and saw seven or eight helicopters flying towards the island. Gunshots were heard not far away. Murong Ji actually breathed a sigh of relief.

Behemoth's people have begun to land on the island!

Not long ago, Alfonso asked him why he came to Nason Island. Murong Ji did not tell him the whole story. There are very few resources for cultivation in this world. It is almost impossible to reach the Taiqing realm by relying on one's own practice.

Not to mention the time-consuming and laborious cultivation of Quanzhen life.

The vigorous accumulation of the sacred tree is what he must obtain!

Return to the palace.

Murong Ji just walked in and saw that there was no one inside. He turned around and walked towards the location of the sacred tree. From a distance, he saw King Nasen half-kneeling under the tree, with branches all over her body. She was enduring the pain of the other nine guards.

Murong Ji's pupils shrank and he sneered. This bastard had developed intelligence, and it was not weak in intelligence. He was competing with him in wits.

He walked back to his original seat, sat down, continued drinking tea, and studied and organized his accumulation.

As King Nathan wailed, Murong Ji slowly closed his eyes and gathered his strength. [I have come into contact with the hanging upside down. Behemoth should have a reaction this time, right? Can Mr. Huang withstand it? ]

Thinking of this, Murong Ji reported in the group, then turned off his phone and continued to rest.

On Behemoth's ship.

Ron's voice suddenly rose, "What?! You said a Chinese person was exposed to hanging?!"

"And they conducted experimental research on him?!"

"Hanging upside down and kneeling down in submission?! What the hell are you doing! Kill him! You just let him get away like that!"

Ron felt a surge of anger that was difficult to suppress. Looking at the photo of the man sent back by Hyena, his heart was pounding.

"Okay, I see."

After hanging up the phone, Ron handed the tablet to his assistant and said, "The people who know where to go have their eyes on Daodiao..."

"I don't think so..." Gad pushed up his glasses and handed over another tablet.

Ron took a closer look and his pupils shrank. Then, the anger on his face intensified. "Who are these people?! So bold?!"

"I don't know. I contacted Huang and did some research. There was only one ship from Nadutong, and their people didn't do anything except receiving the people."

"Not long ago, news came from the mainland that five stateless ships were heading towards Nason Island in the Pacific Ocean. Ron, we don't have much time."

A fierce look flashed across Ron's face, "No matter who it is, just shoot them!" Having made the decision, Ron no longer hesitated and gave the order to recall the soldiers who had landed on Nason Island, to come back for rest and replace them with live ammunition.

"King, Behemoth, retreat." Elena hugged King Nathan with heartache. When she touched him, she found that her clothes were almost soaked with sweat.

[Calculating her age, she is still a girl under 20 years old. ]

Elena used her abilities to slowly soothe King Nathan's pain and fluctuating emotions.

After waiting for King Nathan to fall asleep, he slowly picked her up and wanted to find a comfortable place for her to sleep.

At this time, an old man, Joaquina, walked out of the darkness.

The two Nathan guards, without saying a word, tacitly completed the handover of taking care of King Nathan. Joaquina disappeared in a flash.

Elena tucked her hair and looked at Murong Ji in the distance with a thoughtful look on his face. After a long silence, she walked forward and asked, "Can I... talk to you?"

Murong Ji slowly opened his eyes and saw Elena at first sight. She was as pure as a white lotus, so pure and noble that people wanted to pull her down from the clouds.

He pressed her down and ravaged her, dragging her down with him into the endless hell...

Murong Ji closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was silence in his eyes.

"As soon as I opened my eyes, I felt my desire rising and falling. Ms. Elena, do you think this is okay?" Murong Ji's voice was cold, without a trace of emotion.

It was as if every word dropped the temperature here by a degree.

Elena exhaled slowly and smiled gently, "Can you help us guard Nason Island?"

"No."

"You rejected me so straightforwardly... Is it because I'm not charming enough?" Elena smiled brightly, and her voice sounded like the call of an immortal.

In this world, there are only two kinds of lust that are most irresistible: the seductive one that makes people sink, and the holy one that makes people fall.

Murong Ji stood up, glanced at her lightly, and walked outside.

Elena felt helpless. Murong Ji was like air, making her feel like she couldn't catch him. "Where are you going?!"

Murong Ji suddenly stopped, turned around and asked, "You should feel the restraint, right?"

Elena looked at him with a smile, somewhat amused, "What are you talking about? Wang Wei is very free."

(End of this chapter)