Chapter 777 Tell me quietly

"The advantage of the human race is supported by constantly improving the skills through experience, taking into account the power of magic weapons and supplementing the life skills."

"As time goes by, over thousands of years, the human race will become stronger and stronger. On the contrary, the demon race will have less and less advantage because their meridians are not connected."

"As one side gains, the other side loses. The demon race will become more and more eager for peace. After all, no one wants to be slaughtered like an animal, just like they treated the human race in the past. Don't doubt it, the human race can really do it."

"When the demons were powerful, they never thought of the ridiculous peace between humans and demons. Now that the situation is about to be reversed, the demons are urgently raising their future demands."

"Of course, peace between humans and transsexuals is a general trend. You just need to speed up this trend to achieve it."

Dongfang Yuechu's expression gradually became serious. He understood these things clearly. Many things were bloody real. His master could always tear through all disguises with just a few words and see through the most fundamental problems.

Although he was helpless, he did not have the strength and confidence to resist the trend.

"Master, I am too weak now... When can I reach the level of my grandfather?"

Murong Ji glanced at him unhappily, and looking at Dongfang Yuechu's lost look, he cursed, "You are useless. The Dongfang Spiritual Clan focuses on the center instead of the body. In fact, for the divine fire, skills are not that important."

The divine fire has an inherent advantage in power. It does not require any sophisticated skills. You just need to control the flames and rush forward.

However, Murong Ji's requirements were extremely strict, especially in terms of physical fitness and skills. The cultivation of the mind required gradual progress and the improvement of the state of mind, which was achieved step by step.

"You have to understand that what I said is not important. I am not asking you to give up practicing. I am just focusing on your state of mind."

"Now, your future practice should focus on your state of mind, supplemented by life skills. If your mind is strong, the power of your magic will be more powerful. This is the advantage of your Eastern Spirit Clan, make good use of it."

Murong Ji told him many things over and over again, and Dongfang Yuechu also understood the key points.

Then Murong Ji pointed to a distant place on the bookshelf and said, "There is also a Buddhist secret mantra. Take it to practice your mind."

Dongfang Yuechu went forward and looked around. There was only one Buddhist scripture on the entire bookshelf. He found the secret mantra, opened it and was a little surprised for a moment: "The Mantra of the Devil in the Heaven of Transmutation and Freedom?!"

After reading two pages, I instantly understood what this thing was. It was similar to the negative power of the giant tree of suffering, which was the negative power of human emotions.

Fascinating stuff!
"Master! Ah! This is!" Dongfang Yuechu was terrified. After only reading two pages, he knew that this thing was not so easy to practice. If he was not careful, he would die!
"You useless thing, look how scared you are!" Murong Ji gave him a displeased look, and then said, "Practice slowly and carefully."

"Desires are not completely useless. Human desires are very unbearable. If we face them squarely, we will have an advantage over other creatures in cultivation."

Dongfang Yuechu looked at the book in his hand with a serious expression. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Why? The people of the Dao League emphasize restraining their desires in order to improve their Dao. Master, you..."

Murong Ji rolled his eyes in annoyance, "I have already reached a level above the Demon King. It is clear whether they are right or not."

"Human desires are more complex and persistent among all living things. The demon race was either simple or pure in the beginning... This purity is not just a good thing."

"The fairy who just transformed is pure in goodness and pure in evil. The desires of the human race are complex, and this is precisely the magic weapon that enables humans to surpass other creatures and win."

Having said that, Murong Ji let out a long breath and murmured, "Go practice!"

A few months later.

Dongfang Yuechu left Tushan and went to take part in the entrance examination of Yiqidao League.

On the night Dongfang Yuechu left, Tushan Yaya came to the door.

"Murong, you old thief! Get out here!"

Murong Ji ignored him and continued to deal with his own affairs, sorting out his own way forward. Every step needed to be taken steadily and steadily, which was also indispensable in theory.

At his level, only by meditating and gaining enlightenment can one improve his own strength.

Strictly speaking, it is the pinnacle of living things, and going above that is the level beyond "human".

At this level, ideas are more important than diligent practice or even qualifications. If you want to have more ideas and insights, you need to constantly accumulate your knowledge and improve your cognition.

Not long after, Tushan Yaya, probably too tired from shouting at people, walked into the cave angrily with a wine jug on her back.

Standing in front of the desk, looking at Murong Ji with deep hatred, he said viciously: "Why didn't you reply to me! I thought you were not here!"

"Yaya little demon, you are not worth mentioning, just an ant, why should I care about you?" Murong Ji didn't even look at her, busy with his own things.

Tushan Yaya was so angry that her face turned red, and her demonic power surged: "Little demon!?? I, Tushan Yaya, am actually a little demon! I'll show you how powerful I am!"

As soon as she said something, nine tails appeared behind her, floating slowly, attracting all kinds of auras in the cave, and even a trace of Tushan's power of heaven and earth, which was gathered by Tushan Yaya on the nine tails. Murong Ji was surprised for a moment, a little surprised, staring at Tushan Yaya carefully, she was so small, but she could actually carry the power of heaven and earth!
This talent really made Murong Ji somewhat envious. This method of bearing the power of heaven and earth was similar to Murong Ji's method. He did not need to rely on external objects and could bear the pressure of heaven and earth by himself.

Use the power of heaven and earth for your own benefit.

Although it's just a slight possibility, if Tushan Yaya can really develop in this direction, her potential will be limitless!
"The endless wine flask, fill it up!"

Murong Ji reached out and grabbed the wine pot. He pinched his fingers and formed a water control technique. The wine in the wine gourd turned into more than a dozen water lines and gushed out.

It directly sank into several wine vats several meters high in the cave. These wine vats were magic weapons that could naturally purify and refine wine. The moment they were filled with wine, more than half of the wine in the vats was refined.

The wine disappeared and was refilled, and the cycle repeated. Before anyone knew it, the wine slowly condensed into crystals and sank to the bottom of the wine jar.

In a few breaths, the demonic power around Tushan Yaya instantly dissipated. She sat on the ground in a daze, looking at Murong Ji, blinking her big eyes, still confused about the situation.

Why did my magic power suddenly disappear? ! ! It must be a ghost!
Murong Ji was surprised to see that the Endless Wine Pot was no longer producing wine. He poured out the wine pot, but not a single drop of wine came out of it.

"Tsk tsk tsk! Tushan little demon, your milk bottle is not that good. It's gone already?! Didn't you say it was endless? At most, your bottle has a larger capacity!"

Murong Ji was unwilling to give up. He patted the mouth of the gourd and then the body of the gourd. Over the years, Tushan Yaya had stolen a lot of his wine.

Those wines are the best of the best. They were brewed by him and used to refine top-grade elixirs. It can be seen how precious these jars of wine are.

Tushan Yaya had drunk all his money for him so many times. Now she was delivering it to his door. If Murong Ji didn't give him some return, given Tushan Rongrong's personality, he felt that he would owe her money.

Tushan Yaya came back to her senses, her face flushed with anger: "That's the milk bottle! Give me back the wine jug!"

Tushan Yaya finally gathered some demonic power, but it suddenly turned into wine in the jug and sank into the wine jar again.

Tushan Yaya: “!!!???”

Murong Ji closed one eye and looked into the gourd. It was pitch black inside. He had studied this magic weapon a long time ago. It could automatically absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and transform it into wine vapor, which was accumulated in the gourd.

Or it can be transformed into wine through demonic power. Drinking it regularly can deepen the user's compatibility with the power of heaven and earth. This is why Tushan Yaya can mobilize the power of heaven and earth.

Many of the flaws of this wine gourd were improved in his furnace, but Tushan Yaya didn't know this and was still showing off in front of him.

Unable to gather her demonic power, Tushan Yaya's aura weakened a lot.

Looking at Murong Ji's eyes, he said timidly, "Give me back my wine gourd."

Murong Ji looked at Tushan Yaya with a half-smile. He liked this kind of stubborn look. "What kind of wine gourd? This is clearly a milk bottle!"

Murong Ji turned the endless wine pot and saw a word on it that was very badly written: "Ya". He knew at a glance that it was written by Dongfang Yuechu.

"Give you back the bottle!"

Tushan Yaya hurriedly caught the endless wine pot and clenched her fists in anger: "Old thief Murong, one day I will tear you apart alive! Ahhh! I'm so pissed off!"

Seeing Murong Ji looking up at him, he instantly hid far away, protecting the wine gourd behind him, and looked at Murong Ji with a vigilant face.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly and showed a gentle smile, "Why, Xiao Yaya, do you want to become stronger? I have a way, I will teach you!"

Tushan Yaya agreed, looked at Murong Ji, and asked in confusion: "What are you doing again!"

Murong Ji hooked his finger at her and said mysteriously, "I have a way for your sister to become stronger. Do you want to know?"

Tushan Yaya's eyes lit up, and she came over a few steps, saying eagerly, "Since you are so sensible, I will bear less grudge against you in the future and just beat you up."

Then, with a proud look on her face, she leaned her ear forward and said, "Tell me quietly. If my sister asks, I won't betray you."

Seeing that his plan had succeeded, Murong Ji grinned wickedly and smacked Tushan Yaya on the forehead with his head.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Tushan Yaya staggered back three steps, and before she could stand firmly, she sat down on the ground. The pain in her head made her head dizzy, and she was in so much pain that she almost cried.

"Mu...Murong old thief! You! You..." Tushan Yaya's aggrieved expression and the way she tried hard not to cry really melted Murong Ji's girlish heart.

Murong Ji leaned his hands on the table, looking at Tushan Yaya, wanting to cry but forcing himself not to cry, and smiled with a smug look on his face.

(End of this chapter)