Chapter 651 Let’s Explore Wuhuang Mountain Together

How long has Huang Shiren been practicing? Twenty years!

What does twenty years mean? For a demon, it is just the beginning of his practice and he has just figured out the way of life in this world.

"That old craftsman, is he sent away?!" Murong Ji looked Huang Shiren up and down. It seemed that he had gained a lot from that craftsman.

He actually listened to what he said.

For example, I believed whatever my master said. He worshipped Zhang Boduan as a god, and Huang Shiren worshipped himself as a god.

"Sir, the master has a short lifespan. After learning his skills and meeting his requirements, he will..."

Huang Shiren looked a little sad. He could now fully experience human emotions. If he didn't look like a monster, no one would be able to tell whether he was a human or a monster.

"I buried my master according to local customs, and then went to Tushan, where I had a fight with that fox demon... er... Senior Sister. After I recovered from my injuries, she told me your location."

Murong Ji suddenly smiled, and could even imagine how Tu Shan Rongrong looked when she was plotting against him.

Tu Shan Rongrong's current strength is not low, and I have taught her the most. With the help of the magic weapon Qian Kun Mirror, she is naturally making rapid progress.

"A gentleman is upright but not foolish, just but not stubborn. He lets you study, but he doesn't ask you to study blindly."

Huang Shiren said nothing and followed Murong Ji into the deep mountains of the southern country.

After spending several days, the medicines on the prescription were finally gathered together. Murong Ji processed the herbs and sent them back to Chenjiazhuang through the Taoist Alliance's channels.

He continued to search for the medicinal herbs he needed in the deep mountains of the south.

This is a treasure land, and you must come back with a full load when you come here.

A few days later, Murong Ji and Huang Shiren arrived at the capital of the Southern Kingdom. This city was not much smaller than Tianxuan City.

Judging from its appearance, it is also an architectural style with a long history, and the passage of time can be seen from the style of each place.

Walking in it is like traveling through time and space. A southern architectural complex spanning five thousand years is truly extremely rare.

The demon race has a limited level of architectural ability, which is fully reflected here, from being rustic to gradually gaining spiritual charm, and even with the addition of humans.

It takes quite a while.

He found an inn, ordered some food and wine, and had a delicious meal. Murong Ji leaned on the edge of the bed, looking at the customs and people of the South, as well as the graceful figures of the southern female demons.

After thousands of years of development, the southern demon race has its own foundation and is no worse than the human race.

But when it comes to emotions and spirituality, they are indeed a little bit behind humans.

This is a natural defect, there is nothing we can do about it.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji looked at the crowd on the street. Wang Quan Baiye and the Li brothers were strolling around the street.

Not far away, the two sisters of the Dongfang family were also having a great time.

Both groups seem to be preparing for a 'chance encounter'...

Thinking of Shenhuoshan Villa, Murong Ji felt a headache again.

Dongfang Huaizhu is really not a qualified leader. He is a little too nervous. At this time, if he doesn't go back to fight for power, what is he still doing here? !

This is completely handing over Shenhuoshan Villa to Jin Renfeng!

"Or, Dongfang Guyue never wanted to train her in that direction? Has she always regarded Jin Renfeng as her successor?"

Come to think of it, a disciple as a son-in-law is the best outcome for the current Shenhuoshan Villa. Who would have thought...

【That’s why I turned a blind eye to Jin Renfeng’s various actions. 】

Who could have thought that the child he raised had ulterior motives in approaching him from the very beginning, and who could have imagined that this apprentice, whom he raised as a son, could actually kill him.

A son killing his father is a heinous crime that is not allowed in any era.

The emotional ties between master and disciple, the grace of raising a child, and the chain of trust that has been established, no matter who it is, will allow it to be broken so easily.

Anyone who is subject to restrictions is also a beneficiary.

What's more, in Shenhuoshan Villa, it's not just about feelings! There are also interests.

Jin Renfeng was trained by Dongfang Guyue as his successor. Otherwise, he would not have been able to gather so many people's hearts in Shenhuoshan Villa.

No one expected that Jin Renfeng had such evil ambitions, and no one expected that Dongfang Huaizhu would fall in love with royal power.

[In fact, from Jin Renfeng's perspective, Dongfang Huaizhu is "unfaithful to her husband", and Wang Quan Baiye is just a mistress! ]

Murong Ji sighed lightly, "It's the time, it's the fate!" These things are hard to sort out, the mess is upsetting, and even a judge cannot judge family affairs.

Then, he closed the window, prepared to wash up, and go to evening classes.

As soon as he turned around, Murong Ji saw Liu Er Mihou. He didn't know when she arrived. It seemed that she had been sitting at the tea table in the house for a while. Murong Ji looked Liu Er Mihou up and down. He seemed to have a special fate with monkeys. He had met the white ape on Mount Emei in the Tianlong world, and it was another opportunity for them in Tongtian Ancient World.

Now, I am being controlled by that dead monkey...

It was as if there was some force that was constantly entangled them together.

"What's wrong? Are you really reluctant for me to come?" The six-eared macaque looked himself up and down, "I'm not as annoying as the third brother, am I?!"

Murong Ji immediately came to his senses, walked up and sat opposite the Six-Eared Macaque, took out a teacup and poured himself a glass of water.

"Sister Liu Er, why do you have time to come and visit me? Or does the Third Young Master have any instructions?"

The six-eared macaque yawned and murmured, "I'm bored, so I came to see if you're slacking off. Is that not okay? Why do I have to wait until the third brother asks me to pass on a message before I can find you?"

"Okay! Why not?"

Murong Ji picked up the teacup and poured a cup of tea for Liu Er Mihou. Then he heard him say, "This time, I came to see you."

Murong Ji became more serious: "Looking for me? Sister Liu'er, what do you want me to do?"

The six-eared macaque opened his mouth, but the words were stuck on his lips and he didn't say them. He was silent for a while, and then he said, "Forget it."

Murong Ji did not ask much. As for the strong men of their level, what they talked about was certainly not some gossip after dinner. It was certainly a big deal, so it was better not to know about it.

Seeing Murong Ji remained silent, Liu Er Mihou's pupils shrank, and he was a little angry, "Hey, why don't you speak? Why don't you ask me what's going on? Are you trying to figure it out?"

Murong Ji glanced at her and said, "Female monkeys are always troublesome. If you want to talk, just say it. If you don't want to talk, just get out of here! It's as if I like you people from Aolai country more than you do."

Murong Ji vented his anger in his heart, and then said, "Oh, then Sister Liu Er, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"I don't want to tell you anymore!"

Murong Ji: "..."

The two were silent for a long time, neither of them spoke any more. After finishing a pot of tea, the six-eared macaque suddenly stood up and said, "Let's go. See you later."

He walked out of the room and disappeared.

Murong Ji was completely confused, what was going on? ! !
Concentrating his thoughts, Murong Ji continued to think about what happened just now. The divine fire mark on Liu Er Mihou's forehead seemed to have some connection with the Eastern Spirit Clan...

Rumor has it that the Eastern Spirit Clan was created by the third young master of Aolai Kingdom based on fire. Judging from their genetic characteristics, they are mainly composed of females, who will pass on their spiritual power to the next generation.

There is something to this question. What is fire?
Murong Ji, on the contrary, felt that it was something that the Third Young Master had created based on the divine fire mark between the eyebrows of the Six-Eared Macaque, and combined it with the principle of the Giant Tree of Bitterness to create the Eastern Spirit Clan.

This is why the inheritance logic of the Eastern Spirit Clan is somewhat similar to the application of the power of the Giant Tree of Bitterness. In essence, it is a method of "living and using" by borrowing power.

It would be more accurate to say that it was the giant tree of suffering that was applying the power of heaven and earth at Tushan rather than Tushan Honghong.

The Giant Tree of Bitterness is a life, but its spirituality, or innate qi, turned into the three sisters of Tushan. To these three sisters, the Giant Tree of Bitterness became a magic weapon.

Just like his Taoist bell, it is a magic weapon that carries the power of heaven and earth.

The principle of inheritance of the Eastern Spirit Clan is to use blood spiritual power as a medium to pass on women's spiritual power and even experience.

No matter how he thought about it, Murong Ji felt that this method was somewhat similar to the Heavenly Master Method he had seen in his previous life.

The principle is the same as that of the giant tree of suffering, but the method used is different.

Murong Ji did not agree with this method. He always felt that this method had great flaws. If he used some method to control the magic weapon he borrowed, such as the giant bitter love tree, the thousand-year-old water-controlling bead, etc.

It can almost instantly render the power of heaven and earth used by Tushan Honghong and Fan Yunfei ineffective. By then, they will be lambs to be slaughtered.

But apart from this, he had no other good way to solve this problem.

Murong Ji rubbed his forehead. He was a little confused about the six-eared macaque. What was the purpose of coming here? To warn him? Or what?

"Don't think about it anymore. Let's talk about it later."

Near midnight, there was a knock on the door again. Murong Ji sat cross-legged on the bed, slowly opened his eyes, and exhaled a breath of cold air. Frost instantly formed in the room.

He exhaled slowly again, and the frost slowly receded...

Just then he glanced outside the door and saw Wang Quan Baiye standing in front of the door, still wearing that ugly mask.

"It's so late, why are you looking for me?"

Wang Quan Baiye was startled, and used his spiritual power to unbolt the door, walked into Murong Ji's room, took a look, and then walked to a stool beside him and asked, "Brother Chen, after dawn, let's go explore Wuhuang Mountain together!"

After he finished speaking, Murong Ji lowered his eyes slightly. He wanted to see what was in this man's head.

"So all the things I said to you before were in vain! If you want to kill someone else, go and find someone else. I won't go!" Murong Ji waved his sleeves in annoyance, causing Wang Quan Baiye to stagger and almost fall to the ground.

"Brother Chen, oh my! Aren't you curious? What's outside the circle?"

(End of this chapter)