Chapter 656 Left Eye Twitching Disaster
If Huandu Xingzhen used this method, he would have an extra example to refer to, which would help him explore the way. If he didn't use it, it didn't matter, he already knew how to walk the path to the Taiqing realm.

Looking down, he saw that the Fantian Seal had already started to show fine cracks. It was because of its material that it could not bear the vigorous power of heaven and earth on Wuhuang Mountain.

Murong Ji sighed lightly. After going down the mountain, he would have to search for top-notch materials or creatures outside the circle to refine the Heaven-Flipping Seal.

Thinking of the creatures outside the circle, he grabbed it casually, used the Dragon-Catching Hand, mobilized the power of heaven and earth of Wuhuang Mountain, and directly captured a ball of purple poisonous gas, and pinched the thing in his hand.

If you look closely, you will see that this thing has lost its original body and is therefore no longer of any use.

Nowadays, it seems that the most valuable thing about creatures outside the circle is their original bodies, which are made of various strange and bizarre materials.

It is best used for refining equipment.

Nowadays, all these things on Wuhuang Mountain have been wiped out by the barrier set up by the Third Young Master - the circle, leaving only consciousness. It is the most useless kind of consciousness and is really of little value.

They can’t even be used to refine soul pills because they are just consciousness, not souls.

Murong Ji casually crushed the thing and felt it was a pity.

Then, he turned his attention to the deep abyss, and suddenly had the urge to go down and take a look, but he quickly suppressed the thought.

Without the support of the formation, he felt uneasy.

Murong Ji looked at the Heaven-turning Seal in his hand. It was getting less and less each time he used it. He would need it again when setting up the formation. [I should have used the Hongmeng Tianzhong earlier! ]

At first glance, there was nothing for him to do here.

"Junior will take his leave." He said lightly and walked down the mountain.

When they were halfway up the mountain, Huandu Xingzhen responded again, "Who are you?"

Murong Ji was startled, a little stunned, then he remembered that he hadn't given his name yet, [Junior Murong Ji, human race, it's not good for us to let things from outside the circle come in, how can the eggs remain intact when the nest is overturned? Senior, you can trust me. ]

[If that day really comes, great monks like you may be able to protect yourself, but our human race is weak. Once the circle is broken, the first to die will be the weak human race like us. The danger of genocide, the seniors should know the urgency in our hearts. ]

Murong Ji turned around and bowed to Wuhuang Mountain. He was not just talking about the danger of extermination of his clan.

A tribe with a demon king might be able to protect some of its people, but what about the human race? Wang Quan Shouzhuo and Dongfang Guyue would die of old age. How long could they protect them? A hundred years? No, a few decades.

Human beings are born weak and have no chance to grow, so they are no longer a nation.

Thinking of this, Murong Ji sighed softly again and said again: [Soon, I will set up a formation, and the senior will be in charge of the operation of the formation to resist the creatures outside the circle, just as a buffer. ]

Just after they came down the mountain and had not taken a few steps, Huan Du Qingtian blocked Murong Ji and Huang Shiren's way down the mountain.

A pair of gloomy eyes stared at Murong Ji, but he couldn't utter a word.

The two were silent for a long time, and Huan Du Qingtian finally said, "I hope you didn't lie to me, otherwise, there will be a few more corpses on Wuhuang Mountain."

Murong Ji bowed, stood up, and then said, "Your wife is on the mountain. If you want to communicate with her, it's fine, but I can't let you see her."

Murong Ji casually took out the Heaven-Flipping Seal and placed it in Huan Du Qing Tian's hand. "I will need this thing in a few days. If you want to make it easier for your wife, try to help me complete the formation."

Huan Du Qingtian didn't bother to pay attention to Murong Ji. He held the square seal in his hands and said carefully, "Xing...Xing Zhen..."

After waiting for a long time, there was no response. Huan Du Qingtian's old face gradually became gloomy. The poisonous gas in the sky slowly rolled up and quietly surrounded Murong Ji and Huang Shiren.

Huang Shiren was so frightened that his face turned pale. He couldn't guarantee that they could escape from the hands of this old man.

"Use your spirit to communicate."

Murong Ji's attention has always been on the Divine Wood King Cauldron, and he doesn't care at all about Huandu Qingtian's reaction.

Huandu Qingtian mobilized his soul to contact the Heaven-Flipping Seal, [Xingzhen...]

[You are...Qingtian???]

In an instant, Huan Du Qingtian burst into tears, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably. It had been more than a thousand years, more than a thousand years, and he had countless words to say to her.

Just as Huan Du Qingtian was about to speak, he heard Murong Ji say, "Her condition is still uncertain. If I were you, I would not waste her energy."

Huan Du Qingtian's whole body stiffened. He was somewhat unwilling, but he suppressed his desire to talk. He just said a few simple words and put away the Fantian Seal.

"I'll take my leave now. I'll come back to find you when the Dao Alliance is fully prepared, and we can solve the problem of the southern border together."

After saying that, Murong Ji turned and left. Huang Shiren glanced at Huan Du Qingtian, then quickly followed Murong Ji's footsteps.

Huan Du Qingtian restrained his emotions, stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Murong Ji's back with an inexplicable expression.

"Your Majesty, the Queen...she really..."

Gai Taijun walked out of the poisonous fog holding Huan Du Luolan, and said with a trembling voice.

Huan Du Qingtian felt somewhat relieved, nodded, took his precious daughter, used his own soul to touch the Heaven-Flipping Seal, and whispered: "Lan Er, come, say something to your mother..."

"Mother……"

...departed from Wuhuang Mountain.

It was already midnight, and Murong Ji's mind was a little confused. Various ideas popped up one after another, and various speculations continued.

This state made Murong Ji stagger even when walking. Helplessly, Huang Shiren carried Murong Ji step by step towards the capital of the Southern Kingdom.

Unconsciously, Murong Ji fell into that mysterious state of enlightenment again.

Huang Shiren, too, could feel his "heart" being dragged by Murong Ji. Many questions that he didn't understand before suddenly became clear to him.

Huang Shiren turned his head and looked at the road they were walking on. Wherever they passed, the grass and trees instantly flourished. The surrounding spiritual energy, evil spirits, and even the power of heaven and earth were all operating in a very regular manner.

He didn't know what this was, but he knew that Murong Ji in this state was somewhat terrifying...

That indescribable feeling washed over his body over and over again, bringing him endless benefits!
Huang Shiren unconsciously slowed down his pace, neither hurried nor slow, and felt increasingly relaxed.

Just coming back to his senses, Murong Ji let out a breath. Many things had been sorted out. At this moment, the books he had read in the past paved the way for him.

Helped him see through Huandu Xingzhen's methods.

Murong Ji rubbed his forehead. Thanks to Chen Duo's memory, he had some understanding of witchcraft, but it was still not enough. He could not reach the level of proficiency and was always limited to the world under one person.

Murong Ji felt a little sorry. If Chen Duo lived to be a hundred years old, Gu magic would have undergone earth-shaking changes. What a pity...

"The original poison failed to mature... What a pity... What a pity."

Recovering his mind, Murong Ji discovered that Huang Shiren had already carried him into the southern capital. After checking into the inn, he simply washed up, then sat cross-legged on the bed and continued his breathing exercises.

He needs to wait here for a while. It will take at least half a month for the Yiqi Dao League to send him the result.

Adding the time it takes for the Taoist Alliance to prepare various materials, it will take a long time.

In the meantime, they also have to communicate with the southern demon tribe, and many things are extremely complicated.

Murong Ji couldn't just sit there and do nothing. In addition to practicing, he also had to accumulate some resources for practice.

When he has nothing to do, Murong Ji continues to sneak into the deep mountains of the South to collect herbs. What else can he do?
A few days later.

Murong Ji rode Huang Shiren deep into the mountains.

I collect all kinds of medicinal herbs in the mountains when I see them, and I won’t look for them specifically if I don’t find them.

Murong Ji had to adjust himself to a perfect state, as setting up the formation this time was a matter of great importance and could not afford to be careless.

The task of collecting herbs fell on Huang Shiren.

"Hey, my left eyelid is twitching. I'm afraid some disaster is going to happen?" Murong Ji opened his eyes, looked at the dense jungle and poisonous miasma around him, and muttered.

Thinking about what happened at Wuhuang Mountain, I felt even more uneasy.

"Sir, you are just overthinking it. Wuhuang Mountain has been there for so many years and there has never been any problem. How come there is a problem after we went there? It doesn't make sense."

Huang Shiren tried to persuade Murong Ji in a silent voice.

Murong Ji nodded: "That's right." Then he continued to close his eyes and regulate his breathing silently.

Not long after, Huang Shiren suddenly stopped and said, "Sir, look."

Murong Ji looked up and was startled. Not far ahead, Lady Gai and Huan Du Luo Lan were standing there, apparently waiting for him.

Murong Ji's eyelids twitched rapidly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he had a bad feeling, "Quick! Quick, turn around."

Huang Shiren was a little confused. Although Lady Gai had been famous for a long time, judging from Murong Ji's methods, she might not be afraid of him.

Why are you so panicked?! He turned around and took a step in another direction, but he only took a few steps.

The road ahead was blocked by Lady Gai.

When Huan Du Luo Lan saw Murong Ji, her eyes lit up and she hurried over to Huang Shiren's side, looking up at Murong Ji.

"We meet again."

Murong Ji had a blank expression on his face, closed his eyes, turned his mind, and rode the cow upside down, not looking at Huan Du Luo Lan. He slapped Huang Shiren on the butt, "Huh? Stop like this, why don't you hurry up?"

Huang Shiren started running wildly, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared.

Only Huan Du Luo Lan was left standing there in a daze.

"I... I'm not here to cause you trouble..." Huan Du Luo Lan said weakly, and then asked a little unconfidently: "Mother-in-law, am I particularly annoying?"

That aggrieved little expression instantly made Gai Taijun feel heartbroken.

"How could a princess be disliked? There are more people in the Southern Kingdom who love you than the Emperor."

(End of this chapter)