Chapter 608: Undetermined Flying Ring
He made a seal with his hands, and the next moment, he traveled thousands of miles away.

The moment his figure disappeared, he heard the anxious voice of the Li family's head trying to keep him: "Chen family boy, don't be in a hurry to leave, these disciples..."

Murong Ji didn't hear the voice behind it clearly, but he didn't need to think too much to know that he was asked to solve the problem of the three corpses.

Murong Ji didn't know exactly how many people had been infected by the Three Corpses, but there were at least four to five thousand people. These people were all Taoists guarding the border, and no problems could be allowed to occur.

but!

He is not that kind, and he must ensure his own safety before handing over the method to deal with the three corpses!

Furthermore, the Three Corpses is an opportunity, and if these people can solve it themselves, they will soar to the sky!

Before being infected with the three corpses, everyone felt that they could do it. Only when they reached that critical juncture did they know whether they could succeed or not.

This is human nature, even Murong Ji himself would think so.

When he came to his senses, Murong Ji was already in a jungle thousands of miles away. He leaned against a tree trunk and wanted to exhale a breath of foul air, but the next moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Cough, cough, cough! Whoosh!"

After taking a breath, Murong Ji turned around and looked towards the border. "I will give you a deadline for this opportunity. Six months, you can reach Tianxuan City in six months."

He made a seal with his hands and disappeared from the spot in an instant. Using the eight gates, he moved a thousand miles away again.

Murong Ji found a place with steep mountains, set up a defensive formation, opened up a cave, and after erasing all his traces, he slowly collapsed.

There is a level difference between him and Xiao Wancheng.

It was already very difficult to escape from his hands. As for the counter-attack and beating, those were plots that only appeared in novels and comics.

It is not easy to defeat the strong with the weak.

If the difference in realms was not too big and they were both at the Yuqing level, Murong Ji would not be afraid of him.

Or, if Murong Ji himself had reached the ninth level of Yuqing, which was comparable to the first or second level of Shangqing, he might still be able to escape from Xiao Wancheng.

When the Seventh Level of Yuqing faces the Seventh Level of Shangqing, the only fate is death.

He took out a large yellow pill. In an instant, the fragrance of the medicine filled the cave. Murong Ji swallowed it in one gulp and dissolved the medicinal power.

Circulate your true Qi to heal your shaken internal organs.

The rhubarb pill improved by Master Tian Buyi is a rare good thing. Later, Murong Ji modified the pill formula himself, adding the medicinal materials of Jiuzhuan Bear Snake Pill and integrating them into the rhubarb pill.

The effect is several levels stronger than before. It has always been Murong Ji's treasure, the kind that can save his life at critical moments.

Over the years, Murong Ji has put a lot of effort into collecting all the medicinal materials.

Murong Ji sat cross-legged. After this battle, the realm of cultivation that he had been suppressing with great effort showed signs of surging again.

Keep calm and suppress it again.

When he came to his senses, it was already late at night. Murong Ji still felt a little uneasy, so he continued on his way in the dark.

Three days later, Murong Ji went deep into the mountains and dug out a Qiheng Mansion. Only then did he feel a little more at ease.

Where is this place? Murong Ji didn't know, and he didn't need to know.

What he needs to do now is to improve his cultivation. He cannot suppress the urgent desire to do so.

This is a mentality problem, a self-protection reaction after a person's safety is threatened. However, Murong Ji wants a solid foundation.

Only in this way, when you reach the Shangqing realm, will you have the confidence to touch a higher level.

This stay lasted for four months.
Relying on the terrain of this mountain range, Murong Ji was able to communicate with the power of heaven and earth here with great difficulty. The power of heaven and earth introduced into the furnace was pitifully small.

Having it is better than having nothing. He also guided the power of heaven and earth into Qi Heng's mansion to assist Murong Ji in his practice.

All the mundane matters were left to Huang Shiren to take care of.

All the time outside of cultivation was used to smelt medicinal materials and refine them into elixirs. The four major families sent a lot of resources, and even Ruhua spent a lot of time processing the medicinal materials and refining them into elixirs.

"Young Master, it's noon. Let's eat first." Huang Shiren's voice was heard from the cave entrance, followed by the sound of footsteps.

Murong Ji did not respond, staring at the thing in the furnace. In the white flame, a pool of golden liquid was mixed with some other metals, and then gradually gathered into a diamond bracelet.

Over the past few months, he has managed to perfect the pattern of this magic weapon.

It wasn't until today that I decided to refine it.

"Young Master?" Huang Shiren didn't get a response and walked in quickly.

As I walked into the cave, I saw Murong Ji's fierce eyes, staring at the flame in the furnace. I knew that Murong Ji was either refining a weapon or refining an elixir.

He carefully placed the food box on the stone table beside him and waited quietly.

After a long time.

Murong Ji suddenly said, "I have refined a magic weapon for you." The sudden voice shocked Huang Shiren's heart. He looked at the magic weapon looming in the furnace with some astonishment, and the smile on his face could no longer be suppressed.

He also had some idea of ​​Murong Ji's level of weapon forging. He had seen the magic weapons used by Murong Ji, and each one was very powerful.

Not to mention anything else, the two dolls back then were enough to shock the world.

Just as I was about to say some words of thanks, I heard a bang in the stove.

Then, there was a howling of flames. Huang Shiren saw the white flame burning out of the furnace mouth. His heart tightened and he subconsciously took a few steps back, his face pale.

Samadhi True Fire! He had seen that power more than once.

Murong Ji glanced at him indifferently, and with a casual grab, the Vajra Bracelet in the flames floated in the air in his hand.

The fiery red metal ring slowly rotated and vibrated gently, and as the temperature gradually dropped, its original color was revealed.

A golden ring.

Huang Shiren looked at it curiously. He had seen the material of this thing before. It was the metal smelted by Jin Chenxi.

This bracelet looks a bit simple and has a sense of being baptized by time. The space around it is a bit distorted, and it doesn't look light, but rather as heavy as the Fulong Ding, yet flexible.

The lines of the bracelet are smooth without any sharp edges, and the surface seems to be engraved with fine and complex textures. However, if you look closely, it is integrated with the bracelet and seems to be naturally formed.

That is the pattern of an artifact, Huang Shiren has seen it before.

From time to time, streams of light flashed across the pattern on the weapon, as if it contained a power that Huang Shiren could not understand.

Although the middle of the bracelet is empty, it seems to be able to absorb everything into it. It also gives people an indestructible feeling, as if it is the hardest existence in the world.

Murong Ji then waved his hand, and the bracelet in his hand instantly appeared in front of Huang Shiren. In an instant, the spiritual energy and evil spirit around him suddenly went out of control and were continuously absorbed into the bracelet.

After a breath, Huang Shiren's pupils constricted. His true energy was sucked away. In such a short time, it was completely sucked away by the bracelet.

Before he could open his mouth to ask, he saw Murong Ji throw the ring again, which instantly turned into a stream of light, hit the hole, and returned to his hand in the blink of an eye.

The speed was so fast that Huang Shiren could hardly react.

"boom!"

A muffled sound was heard, and then a series of rumbling sounds from outside the cave came back.

Huang Shiren swallowed his saliva, and was shocked. Then he heard Murong Ji said indifferently: "It's okay, let's call it Wuding Feihuan."

After he finished speaking, Murong Ji looked up at Huang Shiren and continued, "This thing is a heavy weapon. You've seen it when I used the Fulong Ding. Just smash it with all your might."

"You have seen the method of obtaining the true qi from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that I absorbed just now. Another point is that it can be used to obtain magic weapons. This method can also be used to deal with those who have supernatural powers. You can experiment on your own later."

"As for the spirit, I can't tell you in detail. This thing can help you cultivate your soul. It can be regarded as a magic weapon for soul defense."

As he said that, he handed over the Wuding Flying Ring.

"I have told you before about the true function of magic weapons. The most fundamental function is to help cultivators practice. I have also told you about the three foundations of practice. Using it to assist will achieve twice the result with half the effort."

"But you have to know that the power of a magic weapon does not represent your own strength. You can't guarantee that someone will use some means to seize your magic weapon. At that time, you will still be at the mercy of others."

Huang Shiren held the Wuding Feihuan in both hands and knelt on the ground with a plop. "Don't worry, Master. I will never forget it, Old Huang."

The great ceremony of worship was performed with meticulousness and sincerity. It was really difficult for the human being in front of him to repay his great kindness.

Because of him, I gained spiritual wisdom. Because of him, I started practicing.

Murong Ji accepted the gift, looked down at Huang Shiren, and his pupils shrank.

"You have followed me for more than ten years. You know my rules very well. If someone provokes you, there is no room for discussion. But because of the power of your magic weapon, you are bullying others... If I find out, I will personally destroy you."

"If you are completely devoid of conscience, I will take back your skills in the same way you learned them."

"Disciple understands. I will never do such an evil thing." Huang Shiren kowtowed again.

Murong Ji turned around and extinguished the fire. "Get up and eat first. You still have to go to work..."

Having said that, he walked out of the cave.

Outside was a shed built by Huang Shiren, and underneath the shed stood a stone table. The carving on the table was extremely ugly, and the craftsmanship was crude. It was a pity to waste such a nice piece of stone.

Compared with humans, monsters lack that bit of spiritual charm, and the work they do lacks vitality.

Therefore, Murong Ji asked him to go down the mountain to learn skills from the human craftsmen in order to hone his spirituality.

The spirit of human beings is nothing more than the mind, and the best manifestation of the mind is manual dexterity.

Among all the races in the world today, which one can match the ingenuity and dexterity of human craftsmen? !
These days, Huang Shiren has been receiving instruction from an old craftsman, and it seems that he wants to take the old craftsman as his disciple.

Murong Ji put down his bowl and chopsticks, then thought for a moment and asked, "Then Carpenter Yu has no descendants?"

(End of this chapter)