Chapter 699: Health Coffin

Suddenly, Huang Shiren's face was full of regret and a little heartache. In the past, he would exchange a few moves with Tushan Rongrong and see whether he could win first. After all, he had someone to hone his fighting ability.

Fellow disciples, no matter how hard you hit someone, no matter how serious the injuries, as long as no one dies, there is no problem. Fellow disciples, there is no such thing as overnight grudges.

Now that she's his master's wife, how can he deal with it?! If he goes to fight Tu Shan Rong Rong again, he'll be tied up. If he tries too hard, it won't work. If he tries too hard, he won't dare...

Huang Shiren felt that his path was hopeless for a while, and he wanted to kill people outside the circle like his master did, leaving no one alive for thousands of miles. Now, his dream has been shattered.

Murong Ji put away the papers beside him, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, filled the bowl with rice and started eating.

Soon, there was a rustling sound behind her. Tu Shan Rongrong was wearing a light green pajama dress with her hair tied back and a tender smile on her face.

It looks a bit lazy, but it has a different meaning.

She walked quietly and barefoot behind Murong Ji, wanting to hug him from behind. Many things, once exposed, can never go back to the way they were before.

Whether it is myself or Murong Ji, I have to face this relationship.

Whether the behavior is ugly or sweet, no matter what, no one can escape or avoid it. Moreover, Murong Ji is not the kind of person who escapes.

Based on her understanding of Murong Ji, he would definitely accept her, but his state of mind was a little difficult to understand.

After she took a few steps, a transparent barrier suddenly rose in front of her. Tu Shan Rongrong was stunned and tapped it lightly. This was... the kind of barrier that the Third Young Master had drawn!

Modified by Murong Ji!
Tu Shan Rongrong was shocked. No matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't get through.

"Master, are you planning to starve me to death? Never mind. I won't eat anymore. I've already eaten enough last night."

Tushan Rongrong's voice is lazy and charming, and every word she says has a curve in it, the kind that can bewitch people to death.

Murong Ji frowned slightly, not moved at all, and said in a deep voice: "Put on your clothes and get out!"

Tu Shan Rongrong was startled, opened her eyes slightly, looked at Murong Ji's back, didn't know what to say for a moment, and finally smiled suddenly, held her hair, and stretched.

He found a chair nearby and sat on the barrier set up by Murong Ji. He sniffed it with his clever nose, "The smell is not gone yet, Master, are you going to deal with it? It's embarrassing."

Murong Ji's mouth twitched. Now he feels ashamed? ! !
What were you doing earlier? !

He was too lazy to pay attention to her. After eating and drinking his fill, he put the food aside, picked up a pen and paper, and devoted himself to thinking about the pattern of the instrument again.

The Hongmeng Tianzhong has already achieved some success now. If you want to improve its quality further, you can only wait until the layout of Mutian City is completed and the results are reaped.

As for the Fulong Ding, the current problem is already obvious. Due to the limitation of materials, he has no good ideas at the moment.

Tushan Rongrong was wearing cool clothes, just sitting on the chair, staring at Murong Ji's back in a daze, her eyes as tender as water. She didn't know when the barrier in front of her disappeared.

Tu Shan Rongrong raised her eyebrows, reached out and touched the air in front of her, made sure it had disappeared, and slightly curled the corners of her mouth.

He laughed with an ambiguous meaning, as if he had everything under control and had Murong Ji under his thumb.

He stood up from the chair and walked behind Murong Ji.

He picked up the bowl and chopsticks he had just used. In the rice bowl, there was still some food that Murong Ji had not touched.

Not more, not less, just the right amount for one person.

Tushan Rongrong's expression suddenly became meaningful, as if she was a little fox who had stolen something, a little cunning and coquettish, and also full of pride after succeeding.

After dinner, Tushan Rongrong stayed in the cave for a while before she tidied her clothes and walked out of the cave, taking care of Tushan's affairs.

This time, he walked up to the Twin Peaks openly.

He pestered Murong Ji and did whatever he wanted.

The next few days.

Murong Ji has been studying the patterns on the magic weapons in his hands, hoping to improve their quality to a higher level.

At present, the only thing that can represent Murong Ji's refining level is the Hongmeng Tianzhong. It is very difficult to surpass his current refining level.

His main focus was on studying the patterns on the Zhu Xian Sword and the Xuan Huo Jian. It was not easy to refine these two top-notch magic weapons as the conditions were too harsh.

One is to gather the evil spirit and spiritual energy and condense them into substance.

The other is the top-notch material that is compatible with the flame. This material should at least be better than the golden morning light.

Murong Ji turned on the furnace, smelted Tushan's power of heaven and earth, ignited the Samadhi True Fire, and then smelted the remains of the dozen or so creatures outside the circle one by one, and displayed the obtained materials in front of the furnace.

At a glance, I saw the large red ore that was the size of a person.

When I first saw this creature outside the circle, I sensed its intense heat and strong fire attribute.

Murong Ji felt that it was correct. He had never seen such a piece of bright red ore before. He had no idea what its specific effects were, or what kind of power of heaven and earth it carried. He needed to study it carefully.

Putting it aside, looking at the other materials, the one that Murong Ji was most concerned about was the one that contained a part of the remnants of the creature outside the time circle. This white jade bead still had some defects and could not be called a complete magic weapon. Then, he directly put it into the furnace and refined it again.

After taking it out again, Murong Ji hovered it above the palm of his hand and looked at it carefully. A faint halo slowly lingered on this white jade bead. The halo seemed to be starlight, but it was not obvious.

The ability to perfectly control time was something Murong Ji had never dared to imagine before.

Now, if you enter the Tao in this way before breaking through the fifth level of Shangqing, your future path will be extremely smooth.

After breaking through the Taiqing realm, there will still be unlimited potential.

At this moment, Murong Ji had some greed in his heart, [Perhaps, I can melt all the things I know into one, and use this to make further progress. ]

In many fantasy novels, once you get into the realm of Tao, one must take an essential step, which is to refine what you have learned and completely transform everything into your own Tao.

Murong Ji rubbed his forehead. He couldn't come up with a new cultivation system. He had always been using the Golden Elixir Method as the foundation and the Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao Method as the framework to accommodate many things.

With the methods taught by Master Zhang Boduan and the Tai Chi Xuanqing Taoism of Qingyun Sect, I can fill in my own things on this framework, but it is much easier to step out of my own practice system.

The effect was not bad. This time, Murong Ji still planned to do so.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji secretly exhaled a breath of turbid air and put the white jade bead into the Qiankun Qingguang Ring, [I need to plan it carefully. ]

He now has an idea, whether the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, a sacred tree that lives in myths and legends, can be materialized in the form of magic.

This is not easy. Murong Ji does not have the ability to materialize an innate spiritual root.

Slapping the trunk of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree with a slap, Murong Ji speculated that it was the spiritual root sacred tree native to this world.

However, now that there is the Giant Bitterness Tree, and it is much more mature than the Seven Treasures Tree, the Seven Treasures Tree seems not so outstanding.

Murong Ji estimated that if the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree fully grew, it might not be worse than this giant tree of suffering.

Murong Ji couldn't understand the laws of the world. It seemed that there was a tree like this in every world, with a terrifyingly long history...

Is it a coincidence?

Not necessarily.

For example, this Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree. Apart from this tree, there are no other spiritual roots in the circle.

[The giant bitter tree, could it be the ancestral root of another world...]

Turning his head to look at the tree trunk that was more than three meters wide, there was a groove in the middle. Murong Ji's heart suddenly ached. Which loser did this? ! !
A violent thing!
Holding his heart, Murong Ji calmed down for a long time before carefully stroking the trunk of the Seven Treasures Tree.

[If I seal myself in it, and let my body and soul become thoroughly familiar with the laws of time, can I deepen my understanding of the laws of time? ]

Murong Ji thought about it carefully and realized that this method was indeed feasible.

When Murong Ji kept thinking about how to refine this piece of wood into some kind of magic weapon, he measured it several times but failed. The groove that was dug out was the biggest flaw.

Looking at the situation, the only thing we can do is make a coffin.

Murong Ji's face turned dark and he felt terrible. The heart-wrenching feeling was as if he had spent 1688 to go up to the second floor in tears.

He let out a long breath. The coffin was not something he couldn't accept.

This thing is very taboo for mortals, but cultivators like Murong Ji don't have so many taboos. It can even be regarded as a magic weapon to avoid disasters.

Murong Ji knows many ways to use a coffin to seal his own destiny and isolate himself from the world.

As the old saying goes, although the dead cannot be resurrected, they can all go to heaven.

This statement is accurate, but not entirely correct.

Murong Ji let out a long breath, still feeling a little sorry, "It can only be used as a coffin."

The trunk of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree was pushed into the furnace to begin smelting the wood essence. After passing through the Samadhi True Fire, the more than three-meter-long wood was instantly shrunk by more than half.

He refined it into a life-size coffin and set up the pattern on it. After thinking for a while, Murong Ji then drew the formation pattern of Qiheng Mansion on it.

The Seven Treasures Magic Tree can gather the vitality of heaven and earth. Murong Ji also used the patterns on the coffin to refine it into a magic weapon. The effect is several times better than before.

At this point, it doesn’t matter whether it’s unlucky or not.

From the perspective of weapon refiner Murong Ji, nothing is more suitable than a coffin. Inspirations kept coming to his mind, and after recording and organizing them, Murong Ji felt a little emotional.

As a magic weapon for sealing, it is also compatible with many things such as formations, prohibitions, etc.

Whether it is used as a heavy weapon to carry the power of heaven and earth, or as a life-saving magic weapon to assist one's own practice, it can be a perfect fit.

(End of this chapter)