Chapter 572 Hidden Negative Emotions

Tu Shan Honghong came very quickly. Murong Ji had just finished processing the materials in his hands and ground the stuff used to carve the array pattern into ink, but he had not yet laid out the array pattern.

"Sister Honghong, you are here."

Tushan Honghong glanced inside the cave, and finally, her eyes fell on Tushan Yaya who was sleeping in the cave. With a wave of her hand, an invisible force lifted up the sleeping Tushan Yaya.

He handed it to the fox maid who followed in behind him.

Then he looked at Murong Ji, [Are you sure that the effect you said can be achieved? ]

The sound resounded in Murong Ji's soul, making him feel a little uncomfortable. This way of transmitting sound could harmonize with the power of heaven and earth and be transmitted over a long distance.

"Whether it succeeds or not, Sister Honghong can just give it a try, right?"

Tushan Honghong hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, what do I need to prepare?"

Murong Ji suddenly laughed, "No need to prepare anything, just come over when I'm ready, Sister Honghong."

After getting the answer, Murong Ji became even more motivated. He reinforced the inner walls of the cave with the Tianmen Spell and drew the formation pattern bit by bit.

Tushan Honghong stood aside, watching quietly. Behind her stood Tushan Rongrong. Both of them were staring at the patterns that Murong Ji had carved on the wall of the cave.

It was as if that thing was not from this world.

She seemed to have never seen the lines and stripes before, but they were strangely familiar to her. It was as if they carried the vague "Tao" that humans talked about.

For several days in a row, Murong Ji was always immersed in a state, as if he had entered his own world, and it was difficult for others to disturb him.

After arranging everything in the cave, he stretched himself and took a long breath. When he came to his senses, he saw the food on the newly built stone table. It was bought from the surrounding towns.

There is no one or monster with such good skills in Tushan.

He reached out and picked up a piece of dry food, which was still warm and had been delivered not long ago. After eating, Murong Ji walked out of the cave.

The sky was already dark, and the stars could be vaguely seen in the sky. Murong Ji let out a long breath, "If that damn monkey hadn't forced me to wander around, I'm afraid I would have laid the foundation for a big sect."

"From now on, the Dao Alliance will have to rely on me for survival."

He muttered something casually and looked outside the valley. Tu Shan Rongrong was walking towards him step by step.

Seeing Murong Ji, Tu Shan Rongrong smiled so much that her eyes narrowed into slits, "Are you done with your work? I've been waiting for you these days."

Tushan Rongrong walked to Murong Ji and looked at him with eyes as gentle as water.

Murong Ji suddenly discovered that Tushan Rongrong had grown taller. If she was a little girl less than 1.2 meters tall before, she must be a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old now.

"You...how come your demonic power is growing so fast?" Murong Ji frowned slightly. He never believed in anything like achieving great success overnight.

Gains and losses are the truth.

The sudden increase in strength, what is the source of this power, is worth thinking about.

"The power of the fox demon comes from extreme emotion. Where there is emotion, there is power. We comprehend the giant tree of bitterness, and this demonic power is exactly the emotional power of the giant tree of bitterness." Tushan Rongrong opened her eyes slightly and said slowly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ji's brows furrowed. He borrowed the power of emotion to transform it into demonic power, but he felt that this power was not his in the end.

[If this is how Tushan Honghong's power came from, then she, the demon king, is a little weak.]

Give him some time. After he has thoroughly studied the giant tree of bitter love and what the so-called emotional power is, it will not be impossible to deprive Tushan Honghong of her power in an instant.

Murong Ji pondered for a moment, then said, "Take me to see that giant tree of suffering?!"

Tu Shan Rongrong was stunned. She knew Murong Ji very well and could probably understand what he was thinking by looking at his expression.

The smile on her face faded a little. How could she still smile when someone was questioning her beliefs? After thinking for a while, she nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take you to see it now."

Before Murong Ji could react, Tushan Rongrong pulled him into her arms, and her body suddenly rose from the ground and flew towards the center of Tushan.

Being held like a child like this, and not long ago, this person was the little loli I took good care of. I can't describe how I feel, I just feel it's pretty crazy.

Murong Ji looked down, looking down at Tushan. At a glance, there were many ruins in Tushan, and the original buildings had begun to be demolished. It seemed that Tushan Rongrong was planning to re-plan the layout of Tushan.

"Are you planning to rebuild Tushan?"

Tushan Rongrong looked down at Murong Ji in her arms and said slowly, "Tushan's main business is the Red Thread Fairy. In this case, we must move closer to the human service industry, and even do better than humans."

"The relationship between humans and demons will eventually ease. After that, reincarnation and continuation of the relationship will be on the right track. I must make plans for Tushan."

"Moreover, the power of Tushan is too scattered now. Compared with the Yiqi Dao League, my sister's title as the leader of Tushan is somewhat unworthy of the title, not to mention the leader of the Demon League."

Murong Ji thought about it carefully, and what Tushan Rongrong said made sense. After seeing the organizational structure and prosperous scenes of humans, it was hard not to envy the prosperity of the human race.

The two of them landed on the ground. Murong Ji looked up and the Bitter Love Tree came into his sight. Unlike the usual hazy feeling, even without circulating his true energy, the Bitter Love Tree was extremely clear in his eyes. Looking at the Bitter Love Tree from such a close distance, he could even see the lines on the tree clearly.

The giant bitter love tree stood tall and strong, with an extremely thick trunk, like a wooden wall blocking Murong Ji's way, with lush branches and leaves that blocked out the sun.

It was not dark under the tree. Murong Ji looked up and saw bright spots of light and mist in the treetops. It was the gathered light of the stars and the moon, as well as the spiritual energy of Tushan.

There is a mysterious atmosphere around the giant tree, which makes people feel very comfortable and seems to be able to regulate people's emotions...

Murong Ji slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. This giant tree was not much different from the Jianmu tree that reached the sky and earth in the Death Swamp in the Zhu Xian world.

Suddenly, Murong Ji paused, "Could this thing be the Jianmu of this world?"

Jianmu, in mythology, is a sacred tree that supports heaven and earth. In reality, it is a giant spiritual tree. This bitter love tree... may really fit the description.

[It seems that there is such a giant 'Jianmu' tree in every world. What's going on? ]

Tushan Rongrong was a little confused. What is Jianmu?

Without waiting to ask, Murong Ji had already walked to the giant bitter tree, raised his hand, and slowly pressed it on the trunk.

Murong Ji immediately sensed the consciousness of the giant bitter tree. The feeling was familiar, as if it was communicating with the magic weapon that he had nurtured to give birth to spiritual charm.

In an instant, Murong Ji's emotions fluctuated.

Countless images flashed through his mind, all of them were of Lu Xueqi, over and over again, the boring days of living on Qingyun Mountain...

The smile on Murong Ji's face slowly faded and became expressionless.

But there were turbulent waves in my heart.

My heart was in turmoil and I could no longer calm down.

People who practice Taoism are inherently pure-hearted and have few desires. Even if they cannot see through lustful matters, they will not be overly obsessed with them.

However, in the short time that he came into contact with this giant tree of suffering, Murong Ji's heart was filled with ups and downs.

Memory was like a sharp knife, stabbing fiercely into Murong Ji's heart, and then retreating.

Slowly loosening his hand, Murong Ji quickly suppressed his three corpses and six thieves and calmed his mind. But they seemed to be rebelling, constantly invading Murong Ji's true self...

"Hehehe." Murong Ji couldn't help but laugh bitterly. The giant tree of bitterness had destroyed his cultivation of his character over the years.

The violent emotional fluctuations made Murong Ji's expression become a little depressed. Various emotions surged, sweet, warm, calm, cheerful... Most importantly, negative emotions, it seemed that all the negative emotions accumulated in these lifetimes broke out at this moment.

If Murong Ji wasn't so strong-minded now, he would have gone crazy long ago.

"Murong Ji, are you okay? What happened?"

Tu Shan Rongrong looked at the drastic change in Murong Ji's temperament and couldn't help but become worried, so she asked softly.

Then, his expression gradually became serious.

Murong Ji's condition at this moment was really weird, as if he was a gloomy young man who was about to commit suicide at the next moment.

"nothing."

Murong Ji took a few deep breaths, as if he had just come back to his senses after drowning. He was silent for a long time before he adjusted himself a little.

In fact, for Murong Ji, this sudden outburst of negative emotions was a great help to him.

The earlier a problem is discovered, the sooner it can be solved. For a monk, the most dangerous thing is not knowing when a hidden danger will erupt.

If these negative emotions accumulate over a long period of time, even the smallest problem can become fatal over time.

[There is a person hidden deep in my heart, I don’t want to face him anymore, I subconsciously avoid the pain, but when I come to my senses, the corner where the person is hidden has already been covered with dust...]

Turning his head to look at the giant bitter tree, Murong Ji knew that the tree had intelligence, and said lightly: "Thank you."

Suddenly, a breeze rose from the treetops and blew on Murong Ji's face, as if brushing away his fatigue and sadness.

It also seemed to be comforting the thoughts that had been weighing on his heart...

Murong Ji stood up straight, looked at the bright light on the treetops, then turned around and said softly, "Let's go back."

Tu Shan Rongrong nodded, picked up Murong Ji, flew up, and took him back to her residence.

Murong Ji simply washed up and said calmly, "Tomorrow, please ask Sister Honghong to go to the valley. By the way, there is no name for that place yet..."

"Okay, I'll tell my sister. We'll talk about the rest tomorrow," Tu Shan Rongrong stood aside, watching Murong Ji slowly wipe his face.

(End of this chapter)