Chapter 809 A visitor is coming.

"Hey! The child has grown up and has his own ideas. It doesn't matter. I can wait. Dongfang Yuechu, many things are not what you want them to be."

Murong Ji sat down slowly, poured himself a cup of tea, and poured another cup for Dongfang Yuechu.

"The world is unpredictable, and people's hearts are fickle. For many things, there is no turning back once they start. Stopping means death... I hope you won't regret it in the future."

Dongfang Yuechu picked up the teacup, said nothing, and took a sip.

After finishing the tea in the cup, he put it down and looked into Murong Ji's eyes. Those grayish-white eyes that seemed to have no pupils were particularly deep, as if they could see through the future...

"Let's talk about it later, Master. I don't really want to be the leader of the Daoist Alliance. I just want to help Fairy Sister resolve her worries. I don't want to be the owner of Volcano Manor..."

Murong Ji nodded and said slowly: "I understand. The leader of the Dao League is just your tool. You have never considered issues from the perspective of the human race."

Dongfang Yuechu put down the teacup, bowed to Murong Ji, then turned around and walked out of the cave.

He did not adopt Murong Ji's suggestion. As the leader of the Taoist Alliance, Dongfang Yuechu still chose to take the initiative to ease relations with the aristocratic families.

Murong Ji did not urge him. He continued to guard his own piece of land, live a peaceful life, and develop the outside world with peace of mind.

He still spent some time in Tushan and some time in Qingyun Mountain. When he had nothing to do, he began to teach his two children to practice.

A good blacksmith must have strong tools himself. If they want to support Qingyun Mountain and Chenjiazhuang, strength is an indispensable factor.

The relationship between humans and monsters was once at a stalemate.

After a few years, the relationship between humans and monsters, which had finally been reconciled, became tense again due to the rumor that "Tushan Honghong once massacred humans."

Whether it was Tushan or Dongfang Yuechu, there was nothing they could do. If they couldn't catch Feng Xi, they had no way to prove it.

Three years later, Wang Quan Baiye finally did not live to see the moment he saw the black fox, and died of illness in bed.

Murong Ji brought his family down the mountain and went to Wangquan Villa to pay his respects.

As soon as Wang Quanzui and I walked into the inner house, we noticed that the atmosphere was not right and the occasion was inappropriate, but we didn't ask much.

After offering incense to Wang Quan Baiye, they came to the courtyard where Wang Quanzui lived before she got married.

Not long after, Feng Tingyun came to pay his respects.

"Master, Grandmaster, I greet you."

Wang Quanzui turned his head and looked at Murong Ji, who nodded. He knew what Wang Quanzui wanted to ask, which was to let Feng Tingyun go to Qingyun Mountain to practice.

"Come in." Wang Quanzui said lightly.

Feng Tingyun pushed open the door, bowed and walked in, holding a sword box in his hand.

Behind her, there was another person following, he was the eldest son of the second branch of Wang Quan's family.

"Master, Grandmaster." Feng Tingyun saluted respectfully, and the disciple of Wang Quan family behind her also saluted to the two of them.

"Get up."

After the two stood up, Feng Tingyun took a few steps forward and said, "Master, the master gave some instructions before he died."

As he spoke, he glanced at Murong Ji and Wang Quanzui's expressions, but did not speak in a hurry. He just wanted to see their attitudes.

"Go ahead." Murong Ji nodded.

"Yes." Feng Tingyun stepped forward, opened the sword box in his hand, and held it in front of Murong Ji and Wang Quanzui.

"Master, Grandmaster. Before his death, Grandmaster instructed us to split the Wang Quan family into two, the Wang family and the Quan family."

"The Wang family guards Tianxuan City, coordinates relationships within the Dao Alliance, and gathers resources to support the border. The person next to you is the head of the Wang family."

Murong Ji and Wang Quanzui looked up, and were a little stunned for a moment. They both understood exactly why Wang Quan Baiye did this.

Over the years, the four men have never let go of what happened in the past. Before they died, they still wanted their descendants to fight for them.

"The Quan family should guard the border and expand the circle. Disciple Feng Tingyun is ashamed. From today on, I will be the head of the Quan family, Quan Tingyun."

"Before his death, the master told me to take the other members of the Wang Quan family who are willing to go to the border and set off before he turns 37."

"And, from now on, follow the master's lead."

After he finished speaking, Feng Tingyun knelt down in front of the two men with a plop, lowered his head, and said nothing.

Murong Ji looked at the Wang Quan Sword in front of him, and for a moment he didn't know what to think in his mind. He had an indescribable feeling.

After a long silence, Wang Quanzui still hadn't come back to his senses, but Murong Ji had nothing to say.

As for the other two people in the room, they knelt on the ground, waiting for them to speak.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji let out a breath of foul air, [Royal power, are you pinning all your energy on me? Just because I have established myself outside the circle?]

The fact that Qingyun Mountain and Chenjiazhuang have established a foothold outside the circle is indeed a big deal. The forces within the circle are all surprised and shocked. Qingyun Mountain and Chenjiazhuang are also the first to reap the benefits.

In just a few years, he had become well-fed and wealthy, and the strength of his disciples had improved by several levels, and their number had more than doubled.

Just because they were all hiding on the border, the 80,000 disciples were not conspicuous, and the 40,000 Dao League elites were busy expanding the circle, so the various forces did not have much information and concept. If the noble families or other demon tribes knew about it, they would definitely be afraid.

The entire Yiqi Dao League only has 50,000 elites! And this is the Dao League after Daxing!

"You guys get up first." Murong Ji's voice sounded faintly.

Feng Tingyun and the disciple of Wang Quan family slowly stood up.

At this time, Wang Quanzui also came back to his senses and looked at the Wang Quan Sword in the box. He understood what his elder brother was thinking.

Instead of letting the Sword of Royal Power do this and that within the circle, it is better to let the Sword of Royal Power play the greatest role outside the circle.

"Tingyun, take those who are willing to leave Wang Quan's family to Qingyun Mountain. Your strength is still too weak. If you want to gain a foothold outside the circle, you need to practice more." Wang Quanzui said lightly.

"Yes, master."

Wang Quanzui waved his hand to signal them to go down. After the two of them closed the door, he collapsed.

Leaning back in the chair, breathing slowly.

Murong Ji didn't quite understand how she felt and could only pat the back of her hand to comfort her.

at the same time.

Outside the circle, the human border expanded outward by nearly a thousand miles. This expansion was not achieved by simply drawing a circle or enclosing some land.

Instead, the influence from outside the circle was completely eliminated. From the land to the air, everything that could hide creatures outside the circle was cleared out.

He also used the city wall defense line on the border of the human race to draw on the power of heaven and earth, and used furnaces to melt the power of heaven and earth carried by the entire land veins and mountains, and specifically removed the influence of outside the circle.

Afterwards, the people of the Shuyueti tribe were asked to plant grass and trees on this newly reclaimed gray-yellow land.

In the sky, a golden figure was sitting cross-legged, looking down with boredom. Figures as small as ants were coming and going busily.

Looking up, he saw golden lines all over the city wall. In the eyes of the Third Young Master, there was a faint golden light.

One kind of protection was refined by imitating the power in the circle drawn by the third young master.

"Ha, they actually turned the entire human border wall into a magic weapon, and used the magic weapon to carry the power of heaven and earth? What a good idea."

This is not a clever method, the Sword of Kingly Power also uses the same method, but this human border is like a mountain range, directly carrying the power of heaven and earth.

Rather than saying it is a magic weapon, it is more like a mountain range. This mountain range seems to be connected with Qingyun Mountain. Otherwise, how can it withstand the erosion from outside the circle?

The Third Young Master's indifferent gaze fell on the power of heaven and earth that was being smelted in the furnace.

From being affected by outsiders to returning to normal, the process is slow but the effect is indeed obvious.

Suddenly, the Third Young Master was slightly stunned. He looked carefully and suddenly laughed, "So the power of heaven and earth was transferred away and fell on Qingyun Mountain?"

When he turned his head and wanted to look in the direction of Qingyun Mountain, he saw the Shuyueti tribe busy at work. Within the city wall of the human border, the newly opened area of ​​hundreds of miles was all barren land.

The grayish-gray land was really shocking. It was difficult for plants to grow and life to grow on such land.

Life was not easy to survive, and the Shuyueti tribe tried their best to barely grow trees for hundreds of miles. Even so, it was still quite impressive.

"Spring has come to the border, the Tree Moon Crying Clan... Not bad, not bad, really not bad."

The third young master stood up and slowly exhaled a breath. In an instant, his figure disappeared and no one knew where he went.

Only an inexplicable rhythm remained, "Murong Ji, do you want Long Ba and Long Jiu to reincarnate just to govern this dead land?"

No one answered, and he...didn't need an answer.

a few years later.

Wang Quanzui brought Wang Quanjian, Feng Tingyun and others to the border of the human race. He personally led some people from the Wang Quan family to the outside of the circle and taught them how to deal with creatures outside the circle.

The seal of the entire human border wall defense line was in Wang Quanzui's hands, which made things a lot more convenient.

Murong Ji simply handed over all matters outside the circle to Wang Quanzui, and stayed on Qingyun Mountain to practice with peace of mind.

Half a month later, a visitor came to visit.

Murong Ji walked out of the cave and entered the Yuqing Palace. He was stunned when he saw the person coming.

Li Quzhuo!
After his legs were broken, the Thousand Machines Boy stopped working at the Taoist Alliance and devoted himself to studying various magical instruments and treasures at home.

Over the years, most of the Taoist Alliance's magic weapons came from Qingyun Mountain, and a small number of them were made by him personally.

After the battle of Mutian City, the two never met again.

"Brother Chen, long time no see."

Murong Ji nodded and pushed his wheelchair towards the depths of Yuqing Palace. When he arrived at the table, Murong Ji sat opposite him, heated up the tea, and poured him a cup.

It was then that Li Quzhuo took out a devouring sac and went straight to the point. Since they were all "engineering geeks", there was no need for so much small talk.

(End of this chapter)