Chapter 680 I am who I am
It would be difficult to explain to the Third Young Master at that time, so I just got a brief understanding of the affairs of Aolai Country and the Third Young Master's situation, and then stopped immediately.

The next morning.

Murong Ji changed direction and flew towards the human border on his sword.

Feeling a little irritated, Murong Ji felt as if there was no place for him in this world.

For Murong Ji, the best environment is one where he can practice with peace of mind, and just have a place to do so.

The six-eared macaque flipped his hand, took out a peach and threw it to Murong Ji. The peach hit Murong Ji and fell from the air again.

The six-eared macaque waved his hand, took the peach back, wiped it, took a bite, and looked at Murong Ji with a half-smile.

He took a bite of the peach in his hand, swallowed it, and then said, "Don't try to play dumb, kid. I warned you long before you touched me."

"You want to avoid responsibility now? You can't get away with it. My third brother knows about it. You bullied his sister, and you still don't want to take responsibility. It depends on whether he cuts you or not. No matter what, you must take responsibility."

Seeing that Murong Ji still ignored him, the six-eared macaque yawned, followed Murong Ji, looked up and down at Murong Ji's back, but had an indescribable feeling.

Murong Ji felt a little annoyed. He didn't know why, but he seemed to be plagued by romantic troubles recently, encountering unlucky women everywhere he went.

After a night of research yesterday, he had some understanding of the physical constitution of the Aolai people, and also understood a little about the Aolai country's secret techniques.

Of course, he also studied Liu'er Mihou from inside out and thoroughly understood all kinds of data, as if he had seen through her completely.

"You treated me like this and studied Aolaiguo's body. You are so brave. I want you to take responsibility. Although I'm sorry for Xiao Rong'er, but..."

Murong Ji rolled his eyes and ignored Liu Er Mihou's words. [I don't care about taking responsibility. I never thought about taking responsibility.]

The six-eared macaque stretched himself, adjusted his chain mail, and then asked, "Where are you going? Tell me, maybe I can give you some advice."

Murong Ji glanced at her and said, "I thought Sister Liu Er was an expert, at least not much worse than the Third Young Master. Who would have thought that you are such a worthless loser!"

He had overestimated the fighting ability of the Six-Eared Macaque before, but when they met yesterday, he discovered that there was something wrong with the Six-Eared Macaque himself, and that his strength was only one tenth of what it was.

Although she was not controlled by the alien treasure, she had some problems. In addition to her transformation skills, she couldn't even use her own magical power, the divine fire.

He only dared to take action after testing with the Immortal Rope, otherwise where would he get the courage from?

Murong Ji understood a little bit, maybe it was because they all had problems that they were so eager to train their teammates.

There is also the issue of Liu'er Mihou. She is not a fool. When he was studying her body, he thought of himself competing with the Third Young Master.

That's why he stuck to me, wanting to keep the variables within a controllable range, otherwise I would really think that he was in love.

Now Murong Ji urgently needs to improve his strength.

If he was still struggling with which path to take before, now Murong Ji only wanted to rebuild the formation, the path he was most familiar with.

At the same time, it can accommodate the remaining few.

There is no other way. This is the only way to fight against the Third Young Master. There is no time for him to explore another way.

You can only take the path that you are most familiar with.

The six-eared macaque blushed and said helplessly, "I am also very powerful, okay? How can you be sure that you can defeat yourself? "

Murong Ji rolled his eyes. "For a strong person, defeating oneself is not difficult. Cultivation is the process of constantly defeating oneself."

"What's more, we are dealing with a 'fake' self. You become like me, and we'll know once we give it a try."

The six-eared macaque was startled, flew forward, then stretched out his hand and touched Murong Ji's forehead, slowly transforming into Murong Ji's appearance.

The next moment, Murong Ji grabbed the six-eared macaque's neck and lifted it up alive without any pressure.

No matter how Liu'er Macaque struggled, he could not mobilize the spiritual power in his body. It did not obey her control, and his own strength was gradually weakened.

After struggling for a while, Liu Er Mihou was unable to do anything. He patted Murong Ji's arm helplessly, signaling him to let go of him.

Murong Ji loosened his grip slightly, giving her a chance to mobilize her demonic power. After she was able to stand in the air, he completely let go.

The six-eared macaque took a deep breath and waved his hand: "This doesn't count. Let's start over."

Murong Ji nodded, indicating that it didn't matter. He waited until the six-eared macaque transformed into his own appearance again before asking, "Are you ready?"

Seeing Liu'er Macaque nod, he waited for her to make the first move.

The next moment, three life-size golden palm prints came hitting over.

The palm of great compassion.

Murong Ji casually grabbed and broke the first palm print, then casually slapped it downwards, turning it into a huge golden palm that fell from the sky, like the force of heaven and earth. Suddenly, it slapped the six-eared macaque to the ground without any pressure.

Murong Ji frowned slightly, a little surprised. How could the six-eared macaque become weak again? ! ! Yesterday, his strength was... he would have no problem resisting him if he hadn't taken the initiative.

Murong Ji was suspended in mid-air, looking down, and the six-eared macaque crawled out from the half-meter-deep palm print, looking a little embarrassed. "This is the Great Compassion Palm! Why! Why is it so powerful when you use it? And I..."

Murong Ji looked at the palms that the Six-Eared Macaque was throwing at him again, which were still the Palms of Great Compassion.

He casually slapped it out and frowned, [Weaker than before, what's going on? ]

The six-eared macaque transformed into his own appearance, and casually created a cloud, sitting cross-legged in the sky. "Why am I getting weaker after I transformed into your appearance?"

Murong Ji shook his head; he couldn't figure it out either.

The six-eared macaque propped up his head with his arms. "That's not right. The first time, I really felt how powerful you were. It was like... why could you capture me so easily?"

Murong Ji thought about it, and then said: "It should be the narrow gate."

"What narrow gate?"

Murong Ji landed beside the six-eared macaque, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then said: "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, but the Buddha remains in the heart. If people in the world learn from me, they will fall into the devil's way."

"Those who resemble me live, those who imitate me die."

Liu'er Mihou was speechless. She didn't understand a word you were saying.

He held his forehead helplessly, "I don't understand, can you speak human language, who is the Buddha, and what is the devil's way."

Murong Ji was stunned, then he remembered that Liu'er Mihou was not Tushan Rongrong, and had never heard of these things. Then he thought carefully, how should he make her understand?
After a long silence, Murong Ji asked a question: "Sister Liu'er, how can you be sure that you are you?"

Liu Er Mihou frowned slightly, not quite understanding what Murong Ji meant: "What do you mean?"

Murong Ji suddenly thought of a story and said, "If there is a ship that can sail on the sea for hundreds of years, all the repairs and replacement parts will be left behind."

"When all the functional parts are no longer the original ones, is the ship still the original one? If the replaced parts are reassembled, is it still the original ship?"

"Which of these two ships is the original one?"

Liu'er Mihou was stunned and thought carefully. For a moment, she really couldn't give an answer.

Murong Ji continued, "In the human race, an average person will replace all the cells in his body in about 180 days, growing little by little. After seven years, will he still be the same person?"

The six-eared macaque seemed a little dazed, the light in his eyes became more and more obvious, and he looked at Murong Ji with a strange expression.

"I think I understand what you said. This is the power of the 'heart'! Right!" The six-eared macaque's ears moved, and he was a little excited.

His eyes were clear, and there was an indescribable look in the look he gave Murong Ji.

Murong Ji did not deny, nor did he admit that it was the power of the 'heart', but this was the power of the spirit. The power of the spirit was not just the cognition of the soul.

However, she could understand this, and Murong Ji's goal was achieved. "Although you have become me, there are some things you cannot imitate, such as my will."

"My thoughts and even my true essence, these things I call Xing Gong."

Murong Ji turned around with his sword and continued to move towards the human border.

The six-eared macaque followed behind, still thinking in his heart, and then asked: "Why can't I imitate your true essence? Is it because the system of cultivation is different from ours?"

Murong Ji glanced at her calmly, and then said: "My true essence is the fusion of my essence, energy and spirit. Essence and energy merge into true energy, and true energy merges with the original spirit, which is called true essence."

"Unlike the demonic powers that you cultivate, your demonic powers have very little to do with you. You can deprive each other of them, share them, or even assimilate them."

"But my true essence is different. My true essence belongs to me alone. If others take it away, they can only add impurities to their own true essence or demonic power."

"Besides affecting your own performance, it has no other use. If you want to apply it, you can only refine it. Therefore, absorbing other people's things for application without the means to quickly refine them is the stupidest method."

The six-eared macaque's eyes lit up, and he looked at Murong Ji with a seductive glance, and continued: "Does the third brother know about your method?"

"I probably don't know."

The six-eared macaque nodded and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I won't tell him the news."

Murong Ji pretended not to hear it. It didn't matter whether he revealed it or not. How could this information be beyond the reach of the sharp eyes?

Murong Ji suddenly recalled, [That dead monkey's method is not the flaming eyes and golden pupils, right?! It is a kind of pupil magic! ]

(End of this chapter)