Chapter 832 Watching the Opening and Closing of Heaven and Earth

Murong Ji was silent for a moment, then swung his sword with all his strength again, but there was no response and the sword light disappeared without a trace.

Without saying anything more, Murong Ji turned around and flew towards the light coming through the wall. He went back very quickly. This place was too weird. The darkness seemed to swallow everything. He didn't dare to stay any longer.

If he really became the one who created the world, then...

After entering the wall, he let out a long breath and looked back again. It seemed as if he saw something, like stars twinkling in the pitch-black darkness.

I don't know when, a faint light appeared, one horizontal and one vertical, the light was extremely thin.

There was an indescribable feeling. If Murong Ji's eyes had not been able to see far enough and closely enough, he would have been unable to detect the two intersecting thin lines.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly. Didn't he notice this thing just now? !
Looking carefully, the thin line suddenly expanded slowly, and the speed was getting faster and faster, and the split light became brighter and brighter.

The two thin lines gradually separated, but there was still darkness in the middle of the lines, and the darkness was no different from this space.

Murong Ji looked down and was a little surprised. The Zhu Xian Sword in his hand seemed to be different.

After taking a closer look, I couldn't really tell what was different, but I just had a different feeling.

Soon, countless consciousnesses rushed towards the middle of the two lines, as if they had received some guidance, and kept squeezing the two side lines.

The expanding range was getting larger and larger, but Murong Ji's heart skipped a beat, and he had an inexplicable feeling, as if it was the two swords he had just chopped out.

After a long silence, Murong Ji stood there, watching the changes in the dark space, especially the two lines that were splitting.

It was unknown how long it had passed before the Third Young Master came to his side and watched with him the abnormalities that were happening outside the wall.

"I was wondering why they didn't attack here when the time came. It turns out they had other targets to attack!"

Murong Ji turned around and looked at the Third Young Master in surprise, then asked, "Why, do they come to invade at a fixed time?"

The third young master nodded without saying much. Murong Ji looked down the cave wall and saw that almost all the demon kings in the circle were there.

The Tushan sisters, the Demon Emperor of Beishan, the Poison Emperor of the South, Fan Yunfei, and the reincarnation of Dongfang Yuechu.

Murong Ji's gaze fell on a middle-aged Taoist with a bald head and an oval face. He raised his eyebrows slightly. He could sense the aura of Golden Elixir from him, but judging from his clothes, he was a member of the Wang family.

His gaze shifted and fell on another middle-aged Taoist. The Taoist was inconspicuous and looked ordinary. He still wore the nine-layer Taoist hat and practiced the same Golden Elixir method, but the aura he carried was that of Qingyun Mountain.

The new leader of Qingyun Mountain.

Murong Ji was a little surprised. He just went outside the passage and it didn't take long, only about half an hour. But after passing through the passage, it seemed like hundreds of years had passed.

The two Taoists bowed to Murong Ji and paid homage to the ancestor.

Murong Ji nodded and continued to focus his attention on the wall above his head. In the darkness, the crack was growing bigger and bigger.

The crack kept splitting, and when it reached a certain level it suddenly stopped, and then slowly healed, as if some power was brewing between the constant opening and closing.

"This is..." The third young master frowned and looked at the scene outside the wall, as if he was thinking about something.

Not long after, the Third Young Master said, "It's like the beginning of the world."

Murong Ji was stunned. In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind. He lowered his head slightly in thought.

At the beginning of creation, four divine monkeys were born between heaven and earth, known as the Four Monkeys of Aolai.

Each of these four has his own supernatural power. The word "supernatural power" represents special achievements in a certain way.

For example, the flame of the six-eared macaque and the space of the third young master.

They transcend the cycle of life and death and the laws of heaven and earth, watching the opening and closing of heaven and earth and the rotation of the world.

However, Murong Ji thought that the beginning of the fox demon world might also be composed of consciousness outside the wall.

Feng Xi had already verified that consciousness could be generated into life. Since countless creatures emerged at the beginning of the creation of heaven and earth, giving birth to all things in the world and controlling the laws of the world, weren't they really the so-called innate creatures? !
[But where do these consciousnesses come from? ! ]

For a moment, Murong Ji couldn't understand it. Everyone waited under the wall for a long time, but there was no sign of consciousness from outside the circle rushing in.

After a while, they dispersed, one by one escaping into the circle below.

Murong Ji stood in the void and looked down.

In the mist, an irregular image was seen. This image was based on a circle and expanded outward in all directions.

From this we can see that the land space opened up by each force is enough to see how strong each force is.

At a glance, Tushan is the most prominent.

"Disciple has met the Patriarch."

Two voices at the side brought Murong Ji back to his senses. He turned around and saw two people from the Taoist Alliance bowing to him.

Murong Ji waved his hand and said, "Go back." "Yes!"

At this time, the Tushan sisters came over. Murong Ji glanced at Tushan Yaya and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Yaya little demon, are you practicing again?! You found out that you took the wrong path and wasted hundreds of years."

Tushan Yaya's face was dark, she looked at Murong Ji and snorted coldly, "It's none of your business!"

“Hahaha!” Murong Ji laughed loudly, “When you were still this little demon, I told you that you were on the wrong path. If you had learned from me, you would have surpassed your sister long ago.”

"In the end, all your efforts are in vain. Flowers in the Mirror cannot freeze your heart, and your power loses its source."

"Shut up!" Tushan Yaya didn't know what to do. What Murong Ji said was right.

She had no other choice but to practice again step by step.

What else can I do? After Yuechu and Tushan Honghong complete their relationship, when the truth comes out, will I really lose the source of my power completely?
He was too lazy to pay attention to Murong Ji. He couldn't stand his sarcasm and various trainings, so he flew directly into the circle below.

Only Tushan Rongrong and Murong Ji were left.

The two looked at each other as if they were old friends who had not seen each other for many years. Murong Ji really didn't feel much. In his perception, only half an hour had passed.

But for Tushan Rongrong, she hadn't heard from him for more than a hundred years, and she didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and there was no trace of him. How could she not feel uneasy and terrified? It was such torment, and the feeling was not pleasant.

When she looked at Murong Ji, there was a hint of resentment and joy in her eyes.

Murong Ji pulled her into his arms, and Tushan Rongrong also hugged Murong Ji's waist. Soon, her tears soaked Murong Ji's robe on his chest.

Murong Ji sighed softly, patted Tushan Rongrong's back to comfort her, said no more, swooped down and landed towards Tushan.

Murong Ji lived in Tushan for half a year. He didn't care about anything. He just put his current cultivation and Taoism into practice in specific methods of practice.

It can be regarded as a version update for his disciples.

Murong Ji wrote the last stroke and turned to look at the Zhu Xian Sword beside the table. Ever since he passed the Tongbi Pass, the Zhu Xian Sword had become a little different.

It’s hard to tell what’s different, but the pattern on the vessel seems to have an inexplicable rhythm.

The Zhu Xian Sword was changing, from being acquired to being innate. This feeling was very strange, and Murong Ji paid special attention to it.

This involves his harmony with the Tao after he reversed his innate nature and returned to emptiness, although it is only a possibility.

In Murong Ji's memory, there are two types of magic treasures in myths and legends: innate magic treasures and acquired magic treasures.

The difference between them lies in the innate spiritual light. There is an innate and immortal spiritual light on the magic weapon, which is used to distinguish between innate and acquired.

Of course, it doesn’t mean that acquired magic weapons are necessarily worse than innate ones.

Murong Ji rubbed his forehead. Now it seemed that the innate spiritual treasure was more like the initial evolution of heaven and earth.

Murong Ji slowly exhaled, continued to write something, and let the Zhu Xian Sword slowly transform itself.

After all the matters were dealt with, a year had passed. Murong Ji had nothing to do, so he walked around in the circle and looked at the territories opened up by the major forces.

Everything was developing in a good direction, but it also made Murong Ji feel much better. The human race was becoming more and more powerful, which made many monsters feel a little frightened.

In the past, the life span of human cultivators was very short, only a hundred years. For these demons, it was just like a fleeting moment.

But now, after Murong Ji passed down the Golden Elixir Method, the average lifespan of most human cultivators has been increased to about three hundred to five hundred years, which is terrifying.

Unfortunately, the human race is very fertile, with a generation being born every fifty years on average. This is an extremely terrifying number for the accumulation of human combat power.

Because of this, people concentrated most of their strength on the border and not within the circle, for fear of causing panic among the demons.

After taking a walk and coming back, I no longer felt like running out.

He practiced in seclusion in the Twin Peaks with peace of mind. Time seemed to pass by like nothing, and in the blink of an eye, another hundred years had passed.

What the Third Young Master had been worried about did not happen, and the situation where the creatures outside the circle attacked the wall at a fixed time did not happen again.

【Come here quickly! 】

On the Twin Peaks, Murong Ji suddenly opened his eyes and looked outside the cave in surprise.

This voice was the call from the Third Young Master.

Murong Ji stood up from the bed, picked up the Zhuxian Sword and walked out of the cave. Then, he flew up on the sword and flew towards the wall in the sky.

Arriving in front of the Third Young Master, without waiting for him to speak, Murong Ji followed his gaze and saw a spot of light appear in the pitch-black environment outside the wall.

(End of this chapter)