Chapter 721 You are the one who is pitiful

Standing at the entrance of the cave, Murong Ji looked around the entire Qingyun Mountain. The aura was flowing between the mountains, and there was an inexplicable power above the sky, operating in a very orderly manner.

That is the Zhuxian Sword Formation. Today, the Zhuxian Sword Formation is extremely weak. Even with the help of the power of heaven and earth on Qingyun Mountain, its power is limited.

After all, the Qingyun Mountain in the Zhu Xian world is the number one sacred mountain in the world. However, this Qingyun Mountain was built by Murong Ji using countless Ruhua trees, so it cannot be considered a real mountain.

Not to mention the accumulation of time and the power of heaven and earth.

But now, looking around, the aura of heaven and earth is condensed on the mountain. The key is that it has replenished a part of the power of heaven and earth. No matter what, it can be considered a mountain.

Man-made paradise is indeed not bad.

Among the seven peaks of Qingyun, he planted an old tree on the Tongtian Peak. The tree has already taken root and sprouted, and has taken root on the Tongtian Peak.

I don't know if it's its talent, but even though it hasn't grown up yet, it already has a certain ability to communicate with the opportunities and power of heaven and earth.

Murong Ji consciously guided it, absorbing the power of heaven and earth and injecting it into the depths of the mountains in order to effectively form earth veins. From the looks of it, there were already signs of success.

Nowadays, the power of heaven and earth that is continuously injected into Qingyun Mountain has become the nutrients for this old tree.

When flying with Tushan Rongrong to other peaks, what Murong Ji cared about most were the sturdy tear bamboos on the Dazhu Peak and the slender tear bamboos on the Xiaozhu Peak.

The two kinds of bamboo were considered to be of the same kind, but now Murong Ji has effectively distinguished them by size.

It is exactly worthy of the names of Dazhu Peak and Xiaozhu Peak.

The second is Longshou Peak. Longshou Peak has always been famous for its vigorous pine trees. The pine trees on the peak are vigorous and tall, and can be regarded as rare spiritual plants. He had consulted Yue Tixia a lot in the past.

But it's always a little off, pine trees have a long growth cycle, and young pine trees don't have that flavor at all.

Taking Tushan Rongrong for a walk, Murong Ji wanted to see the changes on Qingyun Mountain and check the formation patterns and the conditions in various places on Qingyun Mountain.

In the evening, Wang Quanzui returned to Qingyun Mountain. When he entered the cave, he saw the black coffin. A smile suddenly broke out on his face, and he felt a lot happier in an instant.

Humming a little tune, he turned and walked out of the cave, heading towards the kitchen, intending to cook a table full of delicious dishes to reward Murong Ji.

As soon as I came out of the cave, I saw a fox demon standing at the entrance.

Tushan fold-ear fox.

The smile on Wang Quanzui's face slowly disappeared. He could guess who this person was without even having to guess.

They had never met before, but they knew each other existed. Now that they met suddenly, Wang Quanzui couldn't tell what he felt.

If you listen carefully, it is a sour and astringent pain.

The two looked at each other but didn't say a word. There was nothing to say. Both of them knew of the other's existence, but treated the other as if they didn't exist. They never thought that they would meet one day.

"Tushan Rongrong...his eldest disciple..." Wang Quanzui took a deep breath and made himself look dignified.

Like the mistress of a household, she examined the legendary figure of the demon race in front of her.

Tu Shan Rong Rong raised her hands and bowed to Wang Quan Zui, "Disciple Tu Shan Rong Rong greets Master's wife."

Wang Quanzui was speechless for a moment, as if he had punched cotton, and pursed his lips, "Hmm."

Tu Shan Rongrong stood up straight and went to Wang Quanzui again, still with a wooden face.

After a long silence, Tu Shan Rongrong slowly spoke, "Shall we talk?"

Wang Quanzui: "Okay, what to talk about?"

Tu Shan Rongrong suddenly stopped talking. After a few breaths, she said doubtfully, "You don't seem to dislike me..."

"I don't know either. If you were a human, I would use all means to suppress you, or even wipe you out. But... you pose no threat to me." Wang Quanzui stared at his hands in a daze for some reason.

It seems like I am trying to grasp something, but I can't grasp anything.

Tu Shan Rongrong nodded and suddenly smiled, "How pitiful! Seeing you, I suddenly don't feel sad anymore. He is such a heartless person."

After she finished speaking, Tu Shan Rongrong turned and walked towards the villa in front of the mountain.

Wang Quan was left alone, drunk and dazed. "Is it pitiful?"

She did not think that if a girl from an aristocratic family had her future in cultivation cut off, she would be sent out to marry and exchange interests. When she came back from outside the circle, she was well prepared.

Like my brother, I lost my faith in Taoism. How does it feel to have my skills, which I am proud of, broken by a sword? I feel like a waste.

Murong Ji was very gentle, and she could feel his love, although it was not strong, it was still there. He was really a rare good match.

If I were to say how much I love him, I wouldn't say that.

Wang Quanzui slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, "You are the one who is truly pitiful, you cannot get the love you want..."

Having said that, I still feel uncomfortable.

It was late at night. Murong Ji sat at the table, took a bite of food, put it into his mouth, and looked up. The two women sitting on his left and right were a little quiet. This kind of silence was very strange, like the calm before the storm, the kind of attitude that refused to communicate.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows and instantly had a guess that the two seemed to have reached a consensus on some aspects, a state of win-win cooperation.

He, Murong Ji, was the target they were jointly targeting.

Murong Ji couldn't understand how these two people could have any win-win situation.

However, for Murong Ji, the fact that there was no trouble was a good thing. Who would like to live in a chaotic environment?

After eating in silence, Murong Ji sorted out the formation patterns in the cave, especially the patterns on the furnace. The thick fog coming back from outside the circle was like a rushing river.

The smelting speed of the furnace is getting faster and faster, and with such a high strength, we are afraid that something may go wrong.

Afterwards, he went to the other six peaks and sorted out the Tianji Seals on each peak. After making sure that there was no problem, he returned to the cave on Tongtian Peak.

It was already late at night when they came back. The cave was pitch black. Using the light from the furnace that was melting the power of heaven and earth, they could see Wang Quan lying elegantly on the bed, seemingly in a deep sleep.

Not seeing Tushan Rongrong, Murong Ji opened his eyes and glanced at the guest house on Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Mountain.

Tu Shan Rongrong sat in front of the window, staring blankly at the sky and the night view of the entire Qingyun Mountain.

After making sure that she was okay, Murong Ji took off his outer robe, casually hung his clothes on the hanger, and climbed onto the bed quietly wearing only his underwear.

Just after lying down, Wang Quanzui suddenly said: "I thought... you wouldn't come back tonight."

Murong Ji was stunned and was about to say something when Wang Quanzui squeezed into Murong Ji's arms.

"There's no smell of her on you, which is not bad. At least you know how to respect me as your wife."

Wang Quanzui's voice made Murong Ji stunned. It was time to tease him and ask him what would happen if he smelled like someone else.

Then Wang Quan punched him a few times while drunk and said, "I'll kick you off the bed..." and so on.

In this human race with so many aristocratic families, if a woman cannot practice cultivation or has limited achievements, she can only become a plaything, just like his mother Mang Shirui to Chen Quan.

Even many women were not as good as Mang Shirui. At least, Chen Quan did not abandon her or sell her. Instead, he raised her and gave her a chance to survive.

This is also the reason why Murong is extremely grateful to Chen Quan, and it is also one of the reasons why he spared the Xiao family and supported Xiao Ning to take the position because of his plea.

Although Wang Quanzui is the eldest daughter of the Wang Quan family, given Murong Ji's status and position, what would it matter if he ignored her or bullied her?

She has to greet everyone with a smile. There is nothing she can do. The world is like this, the powerful are like this, and it has always been like this.

Therefore, the relationship between Dongfang Huaizhu and Wang Quan Baiye is so precious.

Murong Ji sighed and hugged Wang Quanzui in his arms without saying much. He knew that Wang Quanzui felt aggrieved, so he could only pat her back gently, like coaxing a child, to comfort her.

When Wang Quanzui's emotions calmed down a little, Murong Ji's big hands slowly slid to her lower abdomen.

Murong Ji was not surprised that he did not feel any signs of life. The normal development of life was not something he could control by simply releasing a few strands of innate Qi.

After reaching a certain level of practice, the body's cells become active and full of vitality.

He should have many offspring, but in reality, the higher his cultivation, the harder it was to have offspring. The problem was with the activity of his own cells.

Being too active is not good, as too much is as bad as too little.

He could sense Wang Quanzui's uneasiness, and sighed softly with helplessness. He patted her back gently and whispered in her ear, "She will leave. Tushan can't leave without her."

Wang Quanzui was silent for a moment, without responding, as if he had fallen asleep. Suddenly, he said, "It's not this. I have been prepared since I married into the Chen family. It's because... I..."

Murong Ji suddenly understood, turned over and pressed it down, a short separation is better than a new marriage.

It has always been an unchanging truth...

Tu Shan Rongrong stayed there for half a month. After Murong Ji finished refining the array stakes and taught her how to use them, she left.

Murong Ji's life returned to peace again.

However, the original urging for marriage has now become urging for children, especially after Dongfang Huaizhu returned to Wang Quan's house with the child.

In the Dao League, some people were planning to give Murong Ji a concubine. Since he had high cultivation, it was hard for him to have children. So they could increase his number of women and thus increase his chances of pregnancy.

Although this behavior is ridiculous, no one is a fool. They just want to get a share of the Chen family's elixirs.

Wang Quanzui and Murong Ji have been married for several years, but they have never had any children, and almost all the pressure is on her.

Murong Ji was also helpless. Those old guys in the Taoist Alliance must be aware of the problem. They just wanted to create chaos in the world.

This kind of thing really can't be rushed, sometimes it depends on fate. Murong Ji could only artificially control the fusion of the innate Qi after having sex with Wang Quanzui.

In the end, Wang Quanzui was a little crazy. Looking at the child in Dongfang Huaizhu's arms, he grabbed Dongfang Huaizhu and asked about their bedroom skills...

(End of this chapter)