Chapter 784: The Whereabouts of the Gathering Immortal Banner

Murong Ji continued to ride the coffin and headed towards Tushan.

Cui Yuling landed lightly behind the coffin and sat down sideways. "Feng Qi, I have seen her before. When I was still a little demon, she was the master of Tushan."

After hearing what she said, Murong Ji suddenly reacted, Cui Yuling, the three sisters of Tushan, and Yue Tixia.

Among those people, Cui Yuling is the oldest. Long before Tushan Honghong rose to power, the three Tushan tribes have always been of the same blood. Maybe she knows some secrets that others don't know?

"At that time, I remember my mother said that something was wrong with Tushan... From that moment on, the Shuyueti tribe gradually lost contact with us, and our relationship with Tushan also became distant."

"This relationship was not restored until Honghong came to power."

Murong Ji frowned slightly and estimated that period of time. It was probably when Feng Xi was thinking about the loving meeting.

"What was Feng Xi's personality like in the past?" Murong Ji asked casually.

Cui Yuling: "She is a very gentle auntie...but...I don't know why her temperament has changed so drastically..."

Murong Ji frowned slightly but didn't ask any more questions.

"What do you think are Honghong's shortcomings?" Cui Yuling suddenly asked.

Murong Ji looked back and saw Cui Yuling holding a Liuyin grass in her hand.

At this moment, he didn't want to joke with her, and said directly, "As the head of a clan, you are too soft-hearted. As the leader of the Monster Alliance, you don't know how to distinguish between rewards and punishments, and you can't even take down the Yellow Wind Ridge."

Murong Ji's voice was a little gloomy. What he said was not a joke, but a problem that Tushan Honghong herself had.

"As for herself, she doesn't even know what she wants. Now she is just living the way others want her to be, not the way she wants herself to be."

Cui Yuling looked embarrassed and wanted to explain to Tushan Honghong, but seeing that Murong Ji didn't care, she just shut up.

For two consecutive days, when Murong Ji arrived at Tushan, it had already darkened.

Without saying much, he went straight to the giant tree of suffering, eager to see the place where Feng Xi was imprisoned.

Murong Ji looked up at the giant tree of suffering, trying to find the cage that the giant tree was hiding inside.

Unfortunately, he is not the Red Thread Fairy, nor is he the Three Sisters of Tushan, so he has no way to break through the blockade of the Giant Tree of Bitterness.

If we really get there, we can only destroy it violently.

Murong Ji stretched and looked at Tushan Rongrong who was walking slowly towards him not far away.

The two did not say much, but after sleeping together for so many years, there was naturally a tacit understanding between them.

Tushan Rongrong took his hand and took Murong Ji directly into the tree hole.

Murong Ji looked around and finally fixed his eyes on the torn cushion on the ground.

Insulating Claw!

"Have you ever explored Huangfeng Ridge?" Murong Ji frowned slightly and asked lightly.

"No, from now on, I can't leave Tushan." Tushan Rongrong exhaled a breath, looking lost.

Murong Ji understood what she meant. If Tushan Honghong could not come back, Tushan Rongrong would be the new king of Tushan. Whether Tushan Honghong could pass this test depended on herself.

Murong Ji nodded and said, "Ask Dongfang Yuechu to help Sister Honghong."

"I have asked Sister Cuiyu to report the news."

Murong Ji nodded and was about to walk out of the tree hole, but suddenly he stopped, turned around and looked at Tushan Rongrong, feeling indescribable.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Jin Renfeng was killed by me before, and resurrected as Jin Chenxi. Then I planted a demon seed in him, and now it should be planted in Feng Xi."

As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for Tushan Rongrong to reply, Murong Ji took a step forward and came directly to the outside of the Bitter Love Tree, and flew towards Huangfeng Ridge in the health-preserving coffin.

Tu Shan Rongrong lowered her head and thought, Demon Seed, Demon Seed in the Heart of Dao! She had come into contact with this kind of magic before and knew a little about it. Then, she understood Murong Ji's intention.

[She didn't know what Feng Xi's strength was now, but he was a person that could give Murong Ji a headache, and it would be difficult for her sister to deal with him.]

He was worried, but there was no other way. If Tushan Honghong really died outside, the best option would be for him to stay in Tushan and stabilize the situation.

The sky was bright.

Murong Ji arrived outside Huangfeng City in his coffin. He shrunk the health-preserving coffin and hung it around his waist. He stood on the mountain and looked towards Huangfeng City in front of him.

The land here is all loess, and most of the loess is exposed when the grass and trees are withered. This kind of loess becomes particularly sticky when it rains, and it is not easy to penetrate water.

Murong Ji exhaled a breath, turned his head to look at the surrounding environment, and took a look at the mountains and land veins here.

On the mountain not far from him, there was a little monster weaving something.

Murong Ji was a little surprised, [Spider spirit? ! ! People from the South? ! ]

Of the spider spirits, only the spider couple in the South Country are the most famous. Their tribe has a certain status in the South Country. As for the spider spirits in other places, except for some casual cultivators, no powerful spider spirits have been found.

This little spider is a little unusual. The demonic aura around it is not obvious and is very weak. It is truly a little demon.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly. Looking at her age and qualifications, she shouldn't be so shallow...

She stepped lightly and landed silently behind her. The spider spirit was not tall, about 1.4 meters tall, but she did have good embroidery skills.

The little spider was weaving the things in his hands carefully with a serious expression, and he didn't notice anything unusual behind him.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the picture she was weaving in her hands. It was the scenery of Huangfeng City. He couldn't help but smile. But the next moment he was stunned. This brocade woven with spider silk is really a good thing!
No spider spirit would condense all its demonic power into this spider silk.

Most of them will use their demonic power to improve their own strength. Even if they use it to condense spider silk, it is for use as a magic weapon. Some people with connections and means will cultivate spider silk into a natural magical power, but it is extremely rare.

For example, the couple Poison Lady and Poison Master.

But... I don't know if this little spider took the wrong path or what... it actually melted the demonic power into the spider silk. The purpose of condensing it was not to make the spider silk stronger, but to make the spider silk softer and more delicate.

For a moment, Murong Ji was a little surprised. He glanced at the scroll in her hand, but there was not much demonic power on it. It was all melted into the spider silk.

What’s more, it contains the spiritual power of heaven and earth, which is very rare.

This cloth woven from spider silk is of little use. It cannot be used as a defensive weapon, let alone a means of attack.

Also because of the condensation of this spider silk, this little spider's future achievements are limited.

However, it was different for Murong Ji. One of his means was the Juxian Banner. The importance of the Juxian Banner was no less than that of the Tianwen Sword.

He has thousands of magic weapons in his hands, but the most handy and appropriate one is the Tianwen Sword.

There really is a ranking. Generally speaking, nothing is as important as the Heavenly Questioning Sword, and the second is the Gathering Immortals Banner.

The only magic weapon that can reverse spiritual energy and evil energy and turn it into chaotic energy is the Juxian Banner. This shows how important it is!
The cloth woven by this little spider can be used as material for refining the Gathering Immortal Banner.

Thinking of this, Murong Ji took a step back and made a little noise to prevent the little spider from being too frightened. "Fellow Daoist, I bow to you."

He waved the sleeves of his robe, clasped his hands and bowed slightly.

The little spider was startled and turned around to see that the man was still four or five meters away from him. He breathed a sigh of relief and then stood up in a hurry.

He bowed politely and said, "Greetings... Greetings to Patriarch Chen."

Murong Ji was stunned, "Do you know me?"

“No… I don’t recognize you. Your…your clothes and Taoist cap…” The little spider spirit hurriedly rolled up his scroll and put it into the backpack behind him.

Murong Ji subconsciously straightened the lotus crown on his head and was silent for a while before he realized that his crown was different from those in the Taoist Alliance.

Among the Taoists in this world, I am the only one who wears a lotus crown, while the rest almost all wear a inch-high wooden crown.

Murong Ji chuckled, "Can I see your painting?"

The little spider spirit hesitated for a moment, pulled out a piece of silk cloth from the basket behind her, and handed it over carefully.

Murong Ji also opened it carefully. The scroll on it was not painted, but seemed to be embroidered, stitch by stitch.

The texture is so fine that it looks almost like a painted scroll. I touched it gently and it didn't feel slippery at all. It is indeed a rare and good thing.

"Good stuff!" Murong Ji exclaimed. This thing can really be used as the material for the Gathering Immortals Banner. Of course, it also has its shortcomings. It is too delicate and is not suitable for making women's underwear.

This kind of cloth is most suitable for refining Amber Red Silk. However, if this spider spirit can change the way of weaving, it will still be good for refining the Gathering Immortal Banner.

After coming to this world, he searched for a lot of materials, but very few of them were suitable for refining the Gathering Immortal Banner according to his wishes.

Murong Ji held it back with both hands, "May I ask your name, fellow Taoist?"

The little spider spirit was a little uncomfortable and felt a little flustered. Looking at Murong Ji's polite look, she was about to cry.

It was really too scary. A top cultivator of the human race was so polite to a lowly little demon like her. The next moment, she would treat it as a snack and would not even find it strange.

"Qing...Qingtong."

"What a nice name, Dao..." Murong Ji paused, and looked at Qingtong in shock, [Am I that scary? ]

Then he realized why she was like that and smiled bitterly: "Don't worry, I'm not some monster."

"I just want to make a deal with you. The cloth you weave with spider silk is really good. I would like you to weave a banner and a piece of silk for me."

"As for the reward, if you have any requirements or anything you want, you can tell me."

Qingtong slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, feeling a little more at ease. "Forget about the reward. Weaving two pieces of cloth is not a big deal."

(End of this chapter)