Chapter 794 Feng Xi's Plan
When Murong Ji saw this city wall for the first time, he felt that it could bear the power of heaven and earth. Now it seems that it really can.

Murong Ji refined a new square seal, using the border wall as the carrier of the power of heaven and earth. He condensed the power of heaven and earth on this border and handed it to Wang Quanzui. In the future, anyone who stays at the border can use the power of heaven and earth according to their cultivation level and use this square seal as a medium.

On the day when the city wall was successfully built, Murong Ji expanded the border line outward by dozens of miles.

The situation here has been determined. Murong Ji let out a breath. Only then did the human race manage to gain a foothold outside the circle.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Murong Ji raised his head slightly and looked outside the circle.

"Master, everything has been handled." Huang Shiren walked gently behind Murong Ji, clasped his fists and saluted.

Murong Ji nodded and said, "You will stay here from now on. Since we are short of manpower, you should take on more responsibilities. When these people grow up and can take turns on duty, you can come back to help me."

"Yes! Master."

A few days later, Murong Ji brought Wang Quanzui back to Qingyun Mountain.

On Qingyun Mountain, the number of people was halved, and the mountain suddenly became much emptier. Without many people, the mountain seemed a little empty and lonely.

There is no way. The Chen family does not have much foundation and its roots are shallow. It cannot be compared with those aristocratic families that have been passed down for countless generations.

He hadn't been back for nearly a year, and there were a lot of backlogs and complicated things to do. Murong Ji dealt with them one by one.

When I picked up the last memorial, I was a little surprised. It turned out to be left by Fang Yuechu.

[Qingyun Mountain is not too far from Tianxuan City. Is there anything that cannot be discussed in person?] Murong Ji thought to himself, then he opened the envelope, glanced at it, and understood instantly.

"Longwan..."

Murong Ji had also seen the place called Longwan in ancient books, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Murong Ji rubbed his forehead. He had really forgotten about this place, Tushan’s neighbor… After so many years in Tushan, he was not curious about the existence of Longwan.

As the sun sets, Wang Quan returns from his drunken job.

The family of four was having dinner when Murong Ji said, "I'm going to go out for a while."

Wang Quanzui didn't ask any more questions, just nodded, and then took care of his two children while they ate.

Murong Ji looked at Wang Quanzui. Now they are almost 40 years old. Time flies and half of their life is over, but many things seem to be buried in the dust of time.

Everything in the past, on the contrary, was like a knife, cutting their hearts over and over again.

Wang Quanzui couldn't let go, and there was no way he could let go.

Three days later, Murong Ji's coffin left Qingyun Mountain and flew towards Tushan.

After passing Tushan, Murong Ji did not stop but flew directly into the deep sea.

Tushan.

Under the tree of bitterness.

Tushan Rongrong looked up and saw Murong Ji flying in his coffin, which passed over the sky above Tushan but did not return to the Twin Peaks.

Then he lowered his head and remained silent, thinking about something in his heart.

Entering the Longwan Sea, Murong Ji sat cross-legged on the coffin lid and looked down. There was an endless sea. It was indeed something special here.

Murong Ji slowly spread out his palms, and the spiritual energy and true essence in his palms continued to overflow.

"This is actually a natural forbidden environment." Murong Ji sighed, then denied it: "No, it's not a forbidden environment! This is the power of that dead monkey!"

Murong Ji was silent for a moment, then he opened his eyes and looked towards the distant coast. Above the sea, there was an island. Needless to say, just by looking at the rich spiritual energy there, one could tell that it was the Aolai Kingdom.

Retracting his gaze, Murong Ji slowly sank into the water. Below the sea surface was the Dragon Bay.

There are many living creatures under Long Bay, and the lighting underwater is also good, almost the same as on land.

Not long after, Murong Ji discovered the abnormality of the creatures underwater. There were quite a few creatures, but not many with strong strength.

Murong Ji frowned slightly. The underwater environment was safer than that on land. There was no invasion by other ethnic groups here, so the living environment was relatively stable.

It’s just…the problem with Fa Jin is that there’s no way to improve their cultivation. Over time, these creatures no longer expect to make any progress in their cultivation.

Murong Ji looked along the way and found that the cultivation level of almost every underwater demon was not high, let alone the strong ones at the level of Demon King.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji suddenly thought that the dragon clan should be very strong. Fan Yunfei in the Western Region was able to make his own way because of the residual power of the real dragon, right? !
Without saying anything more, he dived deep into the water and steered the health-preserving coffin towards the bottom of the sea.

The further down you go, the darker the environment on the seabed becomes. Or rather, it can’t be said to be dark. The sunlight gradually becomes scarce, and along with it, the spiritual energy also becomes scarce.

The veins under the sea are more complicated, because in the water, the surge of the power of heaven and earth is more obvious. Murong Ji frowned, the spiritual energy in this world is simply outrageously rich. If there is such a forbidden place, he can understand why the spiritual energy is so thin?
Wherever there are famous mountains and rivers, there are treasure lands where spiritual energy and evil energy coexist. In a place like Longwan, which is close to Aolai Kingdom and Tushan, it is impossible for the spiritual energy to be so thin.

"Unless... someone intentionally blocked it!"

Going further down, we reached the bottom of the sea. The living environment here is no different from that of Tushan, but the two are two different architectural styles.

The underwater city is quite large and indeed looks no different from the one on land. There is no war underwater for many years and people live a very prosperous life.

Murong Ji exhaled a breath of foul air, which turned into bubbles that kept floating up and he rose up from the coffin. Even though the spiritual energy was thin, there was still some of it after all.

Following the direction where the spiritual energy gathered, Murong Ji headed towards there.

Not long after, we saw a deep trench. At first glance, the trench was shaped like a crescent, as if someone had casually drawn it.

Slowly landing beside the trench, Murong Ji put away the health-preserving coffin, hung it around his waist, and looked down into the trench.

It is so cold and deep that it sends chills down the spine of those who watch it.

Then he took out a glowing incandescent bead and threw it down. The light quickly sank until it disappeared, and the abyss returned to its cold and deep appearance again.

Murong Ji frowned slightly. He didn't expect it to be so deep down there. Without saying anything more, he jumped down.

As Murong Ji dived, the darkness around him became deeper and deeper. After several hours, a ray of light suddenly appeared below.

Before Murong Ji could react, a powerful spiritual energy rushed towards him.

He immediately grabbed it and found that it was something similar to sword energy, but different from sword energy.

They are all means of gathering spiritual energy and applying it. The entire spiritual energy does not appear in the shape of a sword, but is more like a dragon.

Murong Ji was a little dazed. According to the records of the Taoist Alliance, the original rulers of this land were the dragon clan. In the end, for unknown reasons, the dragon clan went to the sea.

Diving deep underwater and getting close to the light, we discovered that there was a protruding ridge there.

The light spot is getting closer and closer, and the visible range is getting wider and wider.

It was a golden world. Wherever the light covered, everything was golden. In that golden world, stood a majestic black giant tree, the Tree of Bitterness!
Murong Ji was shocked. This was the original appearance of the giant bitter tree! Who would have thought that under the water, there was a giant bitter tree of the dark system?
But... at this moment, the giant tree of suffering was not violent, nor did it have any negative emotions. It was no different from the giant tree of suffering he had seen before, and was even very friendly.

Murong Ji was a little stunned for a moment. There was something wrong with this giant tree of suffering: "Senior Feng Xi, is this your base camp?"

No one answered.

As the water flowed, several golden dragons hundreds of feet long were faintly visible among the treetops, constantly hovering above the treetops.

Hundreds of golden dragon auras appeared one by one, and the golden light made the entire space brighter.

After a careful look, he figured out the origin of this thing. It was the same as Qingyun Mountain, or rather, it was a huge bitter tree modeled after Qingyun Mountain.

"Hmm! Senior Feng Xi, your copying is not thorough enough!"

Still no one responded, and no living creature came to stop them, allowing Murong Ji to inspect and study.

This huge bitter tree, referring to Qingyun Mountain, is trying to melt the power of the entire Longwan, and wants to turn Longwan into the territory of the Black Fox.

Longwan is also a part of the world, and the power of the world here is not much worse than that of Tushan. It is definitely not difficult to become a demon king with this place as the foundation.

[If I send a message to Rongrong and turn this place into Tushan’s sphere of influence…]

No one responded, Murong Ji was a little unhappy, "You have the support of Aolai Country, can I really kill you?"

Moreover, he had an agreement with the third young master that he could not attack Feng Xi. If that was the case, what was Feng Xi afraid of?

He spread out his palm, and the Samadhi Fire was burning in his palm. With a wave of his hand, he ignited the fire on the tree.

In an instant, endless flames began to invade the giant tree of suffering. Countless energies were burned into pure breath of heaven and earth and sank into the water flow of this world.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, waiting for Feng Xi to show up. After waiting for a long time, more than half of the giant tree of suffering was burned, but there was still no sign of Feng Xi.

"Then your hard work will be completely destroyed?!" Murong Ji shouted loudly. Feng Xi definitely left a backup plan here, but...

Watching the giant tree of suffering burn to ashes without seeing Feng Xi show up, Murong Ji rubbed her forehead, feeling a little helpless. If she really thought too much, there would be nothing she could do.

Without staying any longer, he turned around and left. I don't know what Dongfang Yuechu is doing in Longwan, but I still haven't sensed his presence, which is very strange.

He looked back at the pile of ashes and saw a tree sprout slowly emerging from it. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, but ignored it and went deeper into the sea.

(End of this chapter)