Chapter 635: The Traitor's Backstab
The power of heaven and earth was devoured for dozens of breaths, and the next moment, a little green suddenly bloomed in the middle of the boulder, which was not clear at first.

In a moment, it almost filled the entire boulder.

Murong Ji's heart skipped a beat. He looked at the consciousness of the huge rock which was constantly resisting and smiled.

He knew it would be such a result.

"I'm sorry." Murong Ji finished speaking, and slashed with his sword, destroying the consciousness within the boulder.

He picked up the huge stone casually and threw it into the furnace.

In the center of Tushan, the giant tree of suffering kept shaking, as if expressing its dissatisfaction.

Tushan Honghong turned her head and looked at the Twin Peaks. She felt that Tushan's power of heaven and earth had weakened a little...

The Samadhi True Fire was burning fiercely, but bursts of whistling and wailing sounds came from the furnace.

The voice was hoarse, sometimes sharp, sometimes old, as if it was the roar, cursing, and begging for mercy of the mountains.

Murong Ji stood in front of the furnace, his eyes sharp, unmoved.

Is this huge rock innocent? Innocent. It was killed before it was even born...

Murong Ji suddenly reacted, "Stop howling, you are nothing but a living being, before I dug you out, you didn't even have consciousness!"

Beishan Shikuan has a kind personality and plays an important role in the stability of both the human and demon races.

Shi Kuan was dug out in advance by the King of Yuyao Kingdom and got the upper hand. It is still unknown to whom the power of heaven and earth in Beishan belongs.

At present, once this huge rock grows up, Shi Kuan will definitely not be able to defeat it in terms of the power of heaven and earth.

Furthermore, judging from the reaction of this huge rock, it is definitely not a good person.

Murong Ji stood by the furnace and chuckled twice, watching the huge rock being melted into half its size and becoming more crystal clear.

This is the final essence of Beishan.

Murong Ji controlled the Samadhi True Fire, focusing on burning the soul consciousness of the essence of Beishan. As for spirituality and the like, Murong Ji didn't want to keep it at all.

The spirituality of a magic weapon is similar to the "sexual power" of human beings. It is good to accumulate and preserve it by some means. Unfortunately, this sexual power is not one's own.

It would be terrifying if it had its own consciousness.

What's more, the consciousness of this Beishan essence may be a traitor.

Seeing that the size of the smelted object had become smaller, Murong Ji split the Beishan Essence into two, completely cutting off the possibility of the Beishan Essence continuing to transform.

Keep 70% of them.

The remaining 30% was taken out separately and refined into a rough magic weapon.

Murong Ji waved his hand and took out the Heart of Beishan that had just been refined in the furnace. The red stone slowly floated above Murong Ji's palm.

Murong Ji looked at it carefully. In order to make it look naturally formed, there was no excessive decoration. It looked very natural. Even the patterns on it were made to look natural as much as possible. Murong Ji tried his best to make them look natural.

"The Heart of the North Mountain really looks like that."

After the temperature of the Heart of Beishan completely dissipated, Murong Ji put it aside, then turned to look at the remaining 70% of Beishan essence in the furnace.

After smelting it again, the size will be reduced again.

Even so, the diameter of this thing is still more than two meters, which is enough to refine a square tripod.

Murong Ji also separated some of it and kept it to be smelted into the Tianwen Sword.

At this moment, Tushan Rongrong walked in and saw Murong Ji standing in front of the furnace. The smile on her face became even wider and her eyes narrowed. With the demon patterns on her face, she looked even more delicate and lovely.

Tu Shan Rong Rong walked to Murong Ji's side and saw the Heart of Beishan placed aside.

There is a lot of power of heaven and earth contained in it.

Tushan Rongrong slowly opened her eyes, her face solemn. She sensed carefully that it was the power of heaven and earth from Beishan. She felt relieved but also a little surprised.

He said in astonishment: "You actually found Shi Kuan's mother!"

He accidentally saw the Fulong Ding blank slowly taking shape in the furnace, and his pupils shrank: "They also dug out the essence of Beishan?!"

Tushan Rongrong suddenly felt that it was a little unrealistic. It was as if someone came to Tushan and dug up the giant tree of suffering in front of the three sisters. "How did you leave Beishan?!"

Shi Kuan is different from other Demon Kings, he is himself a part of Beishan and is naturally affinity with the power of heaven and earth of Beishan. In other words, Beishan Demon King Shi Kuan is himself the power of heaven and earth of Beishan.

Once the essence of Beishan appears in the world or there are some changes, there will definitely be some response.

With his strength as the Great Demon King, he could mobilize the power of heaven and earth to surround and block a person. Even if it was Tushan Honghong, she would not be able to escape easily, let alone take away the essence of Beishan.

With Murong Ji's current strength, it is really impossible to escape from Shi Kuan's hands. However, Murong Ji really got the essence of Beishan out.

Murong Ji's eyes were still on the furnace, looking at the slowly taking shape of the square tripod, and he said in a deep voice: "Of course I have my own way to prevent the power of heaven and earth in Beishan from finding me. But... I still have to return this thing. Shi Kuan... is good."

As he spoke, Murong Ji's hands never stopped moving. He took out the original Fu Long Ding and put it directly into the furnace. He had nurtured this Fu Long Ding for a long time, and it would be a pity to just discard it.

Tu Shan Rong Rong put down Bei Shan Zhi Xin and looked at the Fu Long Ding in the furnace. The two square Dings slowly merged. She asked in confusion, "I'm very curious. Dings and bells are used for decoration in the Yi Qi Dao League, right? Why did you choose to make them into magic weapons?"

Murong Ji was stunned. He had never thought about this kind of question.

Seeing that the two tripods in the furnace still needed some time to fuse, he thought about it carefully and said, "I think it's because these things were originally built according to the shape of the mountain."

Tu Shan Rong Rong frowned, not quite understanding. Before she could ask again, she heard Murong Ji continue, "If one day, the heaven and earth collide, in other words, if the sky falls, what would be able to stop the sky from falling down?"

Tu Shan Rongrong said without thinking, "Mountain range."

"Yes, it is a mountain range. The mountains that can support the sky are either solid at the bottom and sharp at the top, and can withstand heavy pressure as a whole. Such mountains are towers."

"There is another type, which is all mixed, like a pillar, standing upright in the sky, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. This kind of mountain shape is a bell."

"Besides that, there are towering mountains with craters, and these mountains are more like a tripod. The feet of the original tripod were very small, and it seemed that they existed only to stabilize the body of the tripod. It might as well be called a pot."

"Perhaps there are other shapes. After being processed by the imagination of living beings, these things were slightly modified to make them look better, and they became what they are today."

"In addition, there are some important objects that are cast in the shape of mountains, such as platforms, bowls, etc."

"Since we are talking about this, let's talk about the usage of these magic weapons." Murong Ji pointed to the Fulong Ding that had just taken shape in the furnace and said, "These things have another function. Suppression."

"Guess what it is used to suppress."

Tu Shan Rongrong was stunned and thought carefully. She had too little information about the cultivation system that Murong Ji taught her. Until now, she still did not have a thorough understanding of the concept of cultivation.

Unable to figure it out, Tu Shan Rongrong shook her head.

Murong Ji turned to look at Tu Shan Rong Rong and said word by word: "Suppress yourself! Consolidate your foundation, blood, and true essence."

"Even more, one can suppress one's own soul consciousness and not be invaded by others. This is how one can practice and temper one's will, as well as refine one's true essence, qi and blood."

"Some people use millstones to suppress themselves while refining themselves. Some people use rollers to suppress themselves. But no matter what they use, these magic weapons have one characteristic, which is to assist their own cultivation."

As he was speaking, the Fulong Ding in the furnace had completely taken shape, and Murong Ji began to carve patterns into the furnace.

Tu Shan Rongrong smoothed her hair and suddenly said, "You have never made a magic weapon for me. Since the method you mentioned is so magical, I would like to try it."

Murong Ji was startled, glanced at Tu Shan Rongrong, and then nodded: "Okay, what kind of magic weapon do you want?"

"A mirror, your Qiankun mirror will do."

Murong Ji rolled his eyes, "You are really good at picking! That is my most precious treasure! When I find the right materials, I can refine it again and nurture it to perfection. It will be enough to suppress Tushan."

"I am your disciple. If I bring shame upon you, how can I maintain the reputation of a great disciple? Can you bear to see me being bullied..."

Tu Shan Rongrong slowly opened her eyes and looked at Murong Ji, waiting for his answer.

The soft tone of voice almost made Murong Ji's weapon lose control. After stabilizing it, he sighed. The Qiankun Mirror was what he was going to use to deal with the dead monkey.

After thinking about it, I decided that it would be no problem to give this one to her. I just need to find the right materials, optimize the patterns on the Qiankun Mirror, and refine it again.

"I can give it to you, but it can no longer be called Qiankun Mirror." With a flip of his hand, the Qiankun Mirror fell into Tushan Rongrong's hands.

"What is it called?" Tu Shan Rongrong looked at the magic weapon curiously, but judging from its grade, there were only a few such high-quality items in the entire Yiqi Dao League. Just relying on such a magic weapon, an entire family could be supported.

"Whatever you want to call me." After he finished speaking, Murong Ji casually pointed the usage of the Qiankun Mirror into Tushan Rongrong's brows and let her study it herself.

This magic weapon is extraordinary. It has both offensive and defensive capabilities, and can also cast forbidden spells.

At this time, the refining of the Fulong Ding had reached a critical moment. Murong Ji focused his mind and concentrated on refining it.

Seven days in a row.

Murong Ji had no time to rest and was always staring at the changes in the Fulong Ding in the furnace.

It is quite difficult to refine a magic weapon, especially such a high-grade magic weapon. It is Murong Ji's life-saving thing and cannot be taken lightly.

Tu Shan Rong Rong quietly came to the door of the refining room, and seeing that Murong Ji had not finished yet, she left quietly.

(End of this chapter)