Chapter 812 All correct, full marks!
Tushan Honghong's face turned slightly red, and she felt a little uncomfortable. She was about to say something, but she felt guilty, as if she was deliberately trying to excuse herself.

Murong Ji looked at her, shook his head and smiled, and continued: "You, the Red Thread Fairy, have never experienced reincarnation and continuation of fate, so how can you deeply understand the Bitter Love Tree?"

As he spoke, Murong Ji's voice was light, with a smile on his face.

His eyes were fixed on Tushan Honghong's face. He wanted to see what Tushan Honghong was thinking. Seeing that she remained silent, her face became redder, with a slight smile on her lips, as if she was recalling something.

Murong Ji's mouth twitched. It is said that women in love will become stupid...so you shouldn't expect her to have any insights.

Then he continued, "This may be your best chance to understand the giant tree of suffering, and it is also the key to resolving your knot."

Tu Shan Rongrong slowly opened her eyes, a smile appeared on her face, and she said, "It seems that you already have an idea. Tell me about it?"

Murong Ji did not rush to speak. He tapped the tabletop lightly with his fingers, as if thinking. After a long silence, he slowly spoke: "Sister Honghong's heart knot is about what happened in her childhood."

"The so-called transsexual peace is all bullshit... In my opinion, the key to the disease is that you haven't become yourself. The current you is not the real you."

"From what I know, Tushan Honghong is a bit stupid. She falls asleep when she's reading and likes to act recklessly. Most of the time, she wants to ignore everything and concentrate on being a red thread fairy."

Murong Ji's words made Tu Shan blush and inexplicably touched, "Am I... am I like this?"

Tushan Honghong was a little surprised and looked at Tushan Rongrong, wanting to confirm whether it was true or not.

Tu Shan Rongrong smiled awkwardly. Her conclusion was consistent with Murong Ji's.

After getting the answer, Tushan Honghong quickly suppressed his emotions and turned into the expressionless King of Tushan again, making it impossible to tell his emotions.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! It's just like this now. I have to live a majestic life. In my opinion, the leader of the Demon Alliance and the Tushan Demon King are all bullshit."

Murong Ji put his arm on the table, supported his head, and said in a bored tone
Tushan Honghong was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised her head and said slowly: "I have no choice..."

"Puchi! Sister Honghong, an old man once told me, 'If you can't control your mind, you can't control your body.' Just do what you want to do, and if there are obstacles, just overcome them."

"It would be nice to be like Yaya." Murong Ji stretched and continued, "Yaya's personality makes her more suitable to be a king than you. When you are powerful, no matter what you do, there will always be someone standing by your side."

"Whether it's true or false, why worry so much? If you want peace between humans and demons, then why not kill people? What if that person's survival is the biggest obstacle to peace between humans and demons?"

Murong Ji stood up, looked at the furnace, and continued: "My method is to separate a part of your soul and memory when you and Dongfang Yuechu reincarnate and continue your relationship."

"Leave it on the Great Tree of Bitterness, and let this part of the soul comprehend the Great Tree of Bitterness. And you, live the way you want. If you want to come back one day, it means that the continuation of the relationship has been successful. This will make up for your lack of character."

After a long silence, Tushan Honghong suddenly looked up and asked, "What about Tushan? What about Yaya and Rongrong?"

Murong Ji stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the Samadhi Fire in the furnace, then waved his hand and turned the Samadhi Fire into a Pure Karma Lotus.

Tushan is not Qingyun Mountain. It would not be beautiful if all the power of heaven and earth in Tushan was transformed into sword energy.

"Yaya is more suitable to be the King of Tushan than you are. You might as well give her a chance. Besides, she has been protected too well by you. Give her a chance to grow up and stop being so childish."

"As for Rongrong, you don't have to worry about her. She is such a black-hearted person. Are you worried that she has committed too many sins?"

Tu Shan Rong Rong slowly opened her eyes and looked at Murong Ji with some resentment, "You are the one who taught me that. You are so righteous and so noble, but you still made me suffer a lot."

Murong Ji: "..."

After sending Tushan Honghong away, Murong Ji was still thinking quietly. The dispute on the path of Taoism had already had its outcome when the demon seed was planted.

Murong Ji just needs to wait.

As for what Tushan Honghong chooses, that’s her own business and I don’t care.

When he turned around, he saw Tushan Rongrong holding a book in her hand. That book was the one that Murong Ji had put on the bookshelf not long ago. It was about the method of refining Tears of the Void.

To be more precise, it is Murong Ji's notes on how to perfect the use of the void.

Space-type magic weapons are essentially things that carry space, and what really works is the spatial power above them.

"It's getting late, go to sleep."

Tu Shan Rong Rong raised her head, showing a half-smile, put down the book in her hand, walked to Murong Ji, and threw him on the bed...

I lived in Tushan for more than half a year.

Practice every day, gradually improve your Taoism and foundation. Time passes by unknowingly.

Tu Shan Rongrong placed breakfast on the table and suddenly said, "Today... is the day of the final battle between sister and Dongfang Yuechu."

Murong Ji was stunned for a moment, then he came back to his senses. Before he could speak, he heard Tu Shan Rongrong continue to say: "Sister Yaya and I will take people to contain the high-level leaders of the Dao League to prevent them from causing chaos." Murong Ji nodded, "Yes, but... I still have to rely on Wang Quanfugui. I guess that dead monkey will target me again."

Tu Shan Rongrong was stunned, her heart sank, and for a moment, she felt a little powerless. The strength of the third young master of Aolai Kingdom was really despairing!
After breakfast, Tushan Rongrong took her people and left Tushan.

Murong Ji sat at the table before slowly coming back to his senses. He walked out of the cave, stood on the twin peaks and looked towards Tushan. In the direction of the giant bitter tree, stood Tushan Honghong.

Murong Ji exhaled a breath, frowned slightly, and looked at the entire Tushan. For some reason, he felt a little uneasy in his heart, as if something was wrong.

I looked around, but there was no sign of the dead monkey.

[At this time, I would feel more at ease if I stayed by their side and watched them. Even if that damn monkey came, I would be able to support him desperately...]

Murong Ji took a step forward and was about to go down the mountain to the giant bitter tree, when suddenly, the scene in front of him changed.

The whole person appeared in another place.

Murong Ji was startled and looked around. The fog in the sky, the complicated power of heaven and earth, and that extremely familiar feeling, how could he not understand where this place was? !

Deep outside the circle!
He was subconsciously alert, holding the Tianwen Sword tightly in his hand, and his aura spread all around him, repelling all the fog and the creatures outside the circle that were attacking him.

[What's going on? Why are you here all of a sudden?!]

Murong Ji's expression was somewhat solemn. After confirming that this was not an illusion but was actually outside the circle, his expression became even gloomier.

"The laws of space!"

Murong suddenly understood something and had a better understanding of the Third Young Master's background.

"Third Young Master, why don't you come out and see me?!"

Murong Ji's voice rumbled around. As soon as he finished speaking, a golden figure suddenly appeared in the sky in front of Murong Ji, as if he had walked out of endless space.

The space around him was still shaking like ripples.

The Third Young Master sat cross-legged in the air, raising his eyebrows slightly: "It's really not easy to get you out! Oh, but I'm exhausted."

The third young master stretched lazily and looked at Murong Ji with some pride, wanting to see what Murong Ji would do.

Murong Ji's face was still solemn, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, but he was constantly thinking in his heart, with various thoughts constantly intersecting, "When I first met Sister Liu Er, I knew that she had a natural magical power. I wondered if the Eastern Divine Fire was based on her magical power?"

"That's right, my second sister was indeed born with divine fire. I created the Eastern Divine Fire based on my second sister's magical powers. Strictly speaking, the Eastern Spiritual Blood is a copy of my second sister's blood."

Murong Ji nodded and continued to ask: "Then Third Young Master, your innate magical power is this space magic?"

Come to think of it, I have already encountered a creature outside the circle that controls time, so it is not a big deal if there is another one that controls space. In fact, it is very reasonable.

"Haha, that's right, this is my innate magical power." The third young master said frankly.

Murong Ji shook his head, "It shouldn't be... I saw a creature outside the circle that had the ability to control time before."

"Strictly speaking, the so-called magical powers of yours, Third Young Master, should only be acquired after resurrection. The same is true for Sister Liu'er."

"According to my speculation, your original energy attribute should be similar to that of this monkey hair..." As he spoke, a white monkey hair appeared in the palm of Murong Ji's hand.

It was similar to the one I encountered in Huangfeng Ridge, but slightly shorter than that monkey hair.

The Third Young Master's expression gradually became serious. He was silent for a long while before he nodded, spread his hands, and said with a smile, "All correct, full marks!"

He then stood up and looked at Murong Ji with eyes full of approval. This person was the one he was most satisfied with after all the years he had cultivated him.

He had lost count of how many years had passed. He had wiped out countless tribes, but there were not many lives that satisfied him.

Murong Ji exhaled a breath, flew into the air with his sword, and leaped to the top of the thick fog. At first glance, it was still a hazy sea of ​​fog, with various colors intertwined and surging, stretching as far as the eye can see.

Here... is deep outside the circle.

"Don't think about it. Even if you go back now, it's too late. You and I already agreed that we won't interfere with the matter of the tree."

The third young master stood behind Murong Ji and spoke slowly.

"Your strength has surpassed that of my second sister. They are almost powerless to resist. Once you intervene, the consequences will be very serious."

(End of this chapter)