Chapter 636 How about... building a crater? !
"It's a good opportunity."

Tu Shan Rongrong murmured as she exited the cave of Twin Peaks. Then she turned to look at the giant tree of suffering, tapped her feet lightly, and flew away.

Coming in front of the giant tree of suffering, Tu Shan Rongrong looked up at the huge crown, slowly exhaled, opened her eyes, and looked much more solemn.

She took out the Qiankun Mirror and studied it carefully. In recent days, she has become quite proficient in controlling this magic weapon.

After studying for so many days, she was finally sure of one thing: this magic weapon was connected to Murong Ji's soul. "Maybe you didn't even notice it."

"I've already got the magic weapon..." Tushan Rongrong murmured, and the huge crown of the bitter tree shook gently, as if in response.

The rustling sound of the leaves blowing in the wind is more like encouragement.

After a long silence, Tushan Rongrong's soul suddenly emerged from her body and sank into the giant tree of suffering. Then, Tushan Rongrong's body also sank into the trunk of the tree.

When it appeared again, it was a place like a tree hole.

The roots of the widespread bitter love tree seem to be unreal, yet seem to have substance, which is very strange.

Tu Shan Rongrong was a little surprised. It was the first time she knew there was such a place under the bitter love tree.

Looking ahead, the tree hole is deep and dark. Walking forward, every step seems to lead into a different world. It is a scene of countless people and monsters making wishes.

Tushan Rongrong suddenly stopped, slowly opened her eyes, and looked deep into the cave, where she had reached the end.

It is still a place filled with tree roots and filled with emotional energy.

However, among the dense tree roots, there was a human figure wrapped up.

A man in white clothes with erect ears, tall and slender figure, long white hair draped over his shoulders, a high nose, and a playful look in his eyes, was staring straight at Tushan Rongrong.

"Feng Xi, I thought you ran away, but I didn't expect..."

Feng Xi was tightly entangled by countless branches and roots. He could move but could not escape.

"Miss Rongrong, after so many years, I didn't expect you to have grown to this point." Feng Xi's eyes flashed with relief, "You actually found this place. I was really wrong back then."

Tushan Rongrong walked forward slowly, holding the Qiankun Mirror in her hand, and looked at Feng Xi's face carefully, as if she was recalling something.

After a long time, Tu Shan Rong Rong murmured, "Someone told me that old friends' hearts change easily. Now it seems to be true."

"Hehe, when did Miss Rongrong become so sentimental? Among you three sisters, you have the hardest heart. It must be uncomfortable to be ignored and compared by others." Feng Xi said jokingly.

Tu Shan Rongrong was startled and asked in surprise: "Did you do this on purpose?!"

Then, Tu Shan Rongrong gave a bitter smile. She already had the answer, so why ask again?

But he was still unwilling in his heart. After a moment of silence, he said, "Feng Xi, I just want to ask..."

Tu Shan Rongrong paused, then sneered, "There's no point in asking these questions now."

"Who can compare with you in understanding and using the Great Tree of Bitterness, Miss Rongrong?" Feng Xi said with some regret: "I almost thought that I made a mistake in choosing Miss Honghong. I wanted to drag you down with me."

"Rongrong, your sister is suffering now because of you... If you don't give up practicing your love power..."

Tu Shan Rongrong ignored him and walked around the tree roots and went behind Feng Xi no matter what he said.

Feng Xi paused, a little surprised, "What are you going to do? Miss Rongrong, you are... violating the rules!"

"Miss Rongrong, you...are in love?! Oh, let me think, who is the person you are in love with?"

Feng Qi wanted to look back, but was bound tightly by the branches of the bitter love tree and could not break free.

She couldn't see clearly what Tu Shan Rongrong was doing behind her, but she could guess a little.

"Miss Rongrong, I advise you to stay away from him. You cannot control him. Can you imagine what it would be like for a human being to be treated equally by the giant tree of suffering?"

"I tell you, only creatures outside the circle, and very powerful ones, will be treated equally by the bitter tree. Otherwise, have you seen the bitter tree communicate with anyone other than you three sisters?"

Tu Shan Rongrong ignored him and after she was done, she turned around and left. From beginning to end, she never looked at Feng Xi again.

Feng Xi frowned, feeling out of control, which made her panic. She originally thought that this little guy, whom she could control at will, now had a mind that was unfathomable.

"Tu Shan Rong Rong! I was the one who planned that incident! Apart from other things, Miss Hong Hong has been deeply affected by it. What about you? What about you!"

Tu Shan Rongrong suddenly stopped and looked back slightly.

Feng Xi only saw the demonic pattern on Tu Shan Rongrong's face and those sharp eyes. His heart skipped a beat. [Really, this is out of control!]

"Guess, have I learned the trick of summoning spirits and sending generals?"

Feng Xi's brows furrowed, his eyes instantly became as sharp as a knife as he looked at Tu Shan Rongrong.

At this time, Tushan Rongrong turned around and left, no longer paying attention to Feng Xi, and left the giant tree of suffering.

Returning to the tree trunk, he looked up at the treetops. The emotional power on the treetops slowly spread and brewed, transforming into invisible threads that floated towards the Twin Peaks along with the power of heaven and earth of Tushan.

Tu Shan Rongrong's gaze followed the thin threads and after waiting for a moment, seeing that the threads did not break, she slowly smiled...Twin Peaks.

Murong Ji turned the fighting bowl in his hand and hit the last pattern of the instrument into the furnace. With a "bang", the sound of metal clashing against each other was heard, and the Fu Long Ding in the Samadhi True Fire was officially refined.

After tempering it with flames for several hours, Murong Ji extinguished the fire, took out the Fulong Ding, and waited for the temperature on it to gradually dissipate.

Looking closely, the Fulong Ding is more than one meter tall, earth-brown in color, heavy and clumsy. The mountains and rivers carved on it are steep and majestic.

There is a ferocious beast carved on each of the four sides of the square tripod. Upon closer inspection, the shape is outlined by the stars in the sky. It seems to have an inexplicable power and a somewhat evil feeling.

Murong Ji nodded. There was no flaw. He now had one more thing to protect his life.

The flame in the furnace had not yet completely subsided, and Murong Ji glanced at the medicinal herbs and refining materials on the shelves.

With their sleeves rolled up, they were thrown into the furnace one by one. The flames started again and they were melted one by one.

The pills were formed according to the proportions. After the smelting temperature was high enough, they were absorbed into the jade bottle and put aside.

The refining materials were melted into fine blocks, taken out of the furnace and piled aside.

It took several hours to melt all the materials into a magic weapon.

Come back to your senses.

Murong Ji glanced at the entire alchemy room, except for some missing main ingredients and unused mineral materials.

Apart from those that were melted into essence and stored by Murong Ji, some were put back on the shelves; the others were all refined into pills and magic weapons.

Murong Ji cut some red paper and placed the bottles of pills neatly on the table.

Then, he picked up a pen, wrote down the name of the pill and a brief description of its effects, and put the sorted pills back on the medicine shelf.

As for the magic weapons, after checking them one by one, those that are fine are placed on the magic weapon shelf one by one.

Waiting for Tushan Rongrong to come and put these things into the Tushan warehouse.

These magic weapons and elixirs are not something that ordinary people have. It takes only a year of accumulation of high-quality resources in Tushan to produce this many.

These things are stored as Tushan’s foundation.

After finishing all this, Murong Ji turned to look at the re-melted Fulong Ding, the temperature had dropped.

This time it looks much better than before.

What remains is to nurture the spiritual charm of the Fulong Ding.

Murong Ji put away the Fulong Ding, picked up the Heart of Beishan beside him, flew directly from the Twin Peaks on his sword, and headed towards Beishan.

Coming to Mutian City again, Murong Ji felt a little emotional. Who could have thought that such a poor and remote place would cause such a huge storm in the future.

There are still several unclear features of Jin Chenxi, for example, how Chen Quan was resurrected. What Murong Ji wants to know is the process of the birth of consciousness.

In his understanding, the innate Qi is the root of life, but Jin Chenxi is fundamentally different from the innate Qi.

It was almost another system of "life". How could Murong not be very curious.

Put the Heart of Beishan back into the mine in Mutian City and look at the huge hole dug by Ruhua. There is almost no good way to fill it.

Anyone who comes to explore, as long as they find Shi Kuan’s original location, will surely discover the location of the essence of Beishan here.

The essence of Beishan, which was so huge, has now become such a small Heart of Beishan. Even a dumb person would know that there is something wrong.

Murong Ji made a seal and mobilized the underground soil, trying to fill the hole, but after thinking about it, he gave up. There would still be traces. If the soil layer changed too much, someone with a keen eye would find out something was wrong at a glance.

Suddenly, Murong Ji looked up and saw the huge cave cavity outside, which was so high that it almost penetrated the top of the mountain.

"How about... making a crater?!"

Thinking of the crater, Murong Ji thought of the Beishan Reverend's plan to create an artificial demon king. It seemed far-fetched and difficult to operate, almost impossible to complete.

Murong Ji was thinking about how to give it a push. After thinking about it, Murong Ji used the Fulong Ding to dredge the veins of the mountains and rivers, and filled the soil from the top of the mountain into the pit.

While covering up the Heart of Beishan, it mobilizes the spiritual energy and evil spirit to nourish it, helping the Heart of Beishan to connect with the power of heaven and earth in Beishan.

After doing all this, Murong Ji sat down on the ground, breathing heavily. It was not easy for him to achieve this level with his level of cultivation without using any formation.

Then, he set up the Xuanhuo Formation.

Mysterious Fire Formation, Murong Ji was still a little dazed when he drew the formation pattern. How long had it been since he last used the formation? Until now, he had not found the right materials to refine the Mysterious Fire Mirror.

A few hours later, Murong Ji stood on the top of a mountain in Mutian City and looked down. It was extremely deep and dark, with endless waves of scorching heat rushing towards him.

(End of this chapter)