Chapter 854: Bronze from Shouyang Mountain

Murong Ji felt a little heavy in his heart. He flew up on his sword and flew rapidly towards the north. What he was most worried about now was Xuan Du's apprenticeship.

It took Murong Ji half a year to reach Shouyang Mountain by flying the sword.

Stagnant in the void, Murong Ji took a look and saw that Shouyang Mountain looked like a huge head. He was shocked. It was rumored that Shouyang Mountain was the head of the great god Pangu.

Now that he had seen it with his own eyes, he could not help but not believe it. Slowly exhaling, the weather here was full of spiritual beauty. Murong Ji was not sure whether the original Shouyang Mountain was like this, or whether it became like this after Taiqing Laozi attained sainthood.

Looking towards the vast plain at the foot of Shouyang Mountain, one can see that it is home to a large number of human tribes, with at least fifty to sixty thousand households.

Most of the people in the tribe are children. The development over the past decade has really given the human race a chance to recuperate.

With a population, food is bound to be tight. A quick glance shows that countless wastelands have been reclaimed along the rivers near Mount Shouyang. Many kinds of plants are planted in the fields, which can be supplemented with meat, tree leaves, and vegetable leaves to fill the stomach.

Murong Ji felt relieved, bowed to Shouyang Mountain, and walked towards the human tribe below.

These tribes are connected to each other, forming a large area of ​​short, pointed thatched houses that look like tents.

At the outermost edge, a high earthen wall was built, like a city, not much different from the ones on the surrounding mountains.

Everyone has something to do, and they work very hard to survive. Many rules were set by Murong Ji at the beginning, and they have continued to this day.

For example, human feces need to be specially handled and piled up in a distant place where it will not affect people's lives. After being used as fertilizer, it is then added to the fields.

Many people had never seen Murong Ji and stood at a distance, looking at him curiously.

There were also some elders who knew Murong Ji, and they bowed to him from a distance and worshipped him as if he were a god. These things were all taught to them by Murong Ji.

Murong Ji waved his hand and ignored him. He walked to the center of the tribe. His eyes fell on a middle-aged man who was polishing stone tools. He was a little dazed for a moment.

Murong Ji felt somewhat familiar with this human being. He seemed to be one of the people who had followed him to learn skills. When the people were divided up, he was taken away by Xuan Du.

This man possessed tremendous merits, and with their merits, he had pushed his cultivation to the seventh level of Jade Purity.

Their foundation is solid, but they have cultivation but no fighting power. Murong Ji has not had time to teach them some fighting techniques.

Murong Ji breathed a sigh of relief. Now he knew where most of the merit from getting fire had gone.

Then he understood that the merit came from the human race. The most important point was to teach other humans to use fire. Only when the human race benefited from it could it be considered as merit.

As for the other several groups of merit, if you think about it carefully, you will understand what is going on. When I first used the flame, I did not get the merit from heaven because it was not popularized.

If it has not been developed and popularized, and no one has benefited from it, where does the merit come from? !

The man looked up at Murong Ji, was stunned, and hurriedly stood up and knelt down in front of Murong Ji.

"Chief Jiang! You're back!"

Murong Ji said no more, helped him up, and then said, "Yes, you have made great contributions to the human race. How about you become the Suiren clan in the future?"

Suiren was a little excited and was about to say something, but Murong Ji suppressed his emotion and continued, "The use of fire is not only for grilling food, but also..."

He said a lot of things in a row, asking him to teach his tribesmen how to use fire and help him become the true ancestor of mankind, Suiren.

"Where's Xuandu?"

"The leader of the Xuandu clan has gone to look for immortals."

Murong Ji nodded and settled down in the tribe. After resting for a few days, he began to pay attention to their living habits.

After descending from Zhoushan, many of their living habits did change. The living environment on the mountain was different from that on Pingyun, and the human race adapted quickly.

At that time, there were no ancestral rituals and laws, and everything was practical.

There is no persecution from demons, nor hunting from witches. It is peaceful and tranquil. The only thing they worry about every day is where to get food.

They worked diligently and reclaimed wasteland. They didn't have enough to eat but they also didn't starve to death, so they lived a relatively peaceful life.

Murong Ji walked among the fields with his hands behind his back. He taught the farmers the planting techniques himself. Although they only learned a little, they strictly adhered to the rules.

He has never been fully enlightened and does not know why. He worships Xuandu and others as gods, so naturally he believes what they say.

Looking at the situation in the field, Murong Ji nodded and said no more, but the human race cannot continue like this, they must be competitive.

Not only in terms of strength, but also in terms of intelligence, one must be on par with the lich, otherwise how can one be qualified to become the leader of all spirits? After thinking carefully, Murong Ji made a plan to preach, teach, and open up intelligence.

He gave the order and ordered people to gather some young men from the human race and teach them how to practice.

In the process of teaching cultivation, Murong Ji discovered another method of cultivation, which was similar to the Golden Elixir Method, but was the prototype of another form of the Golden Elixir Method.

Murong Ji was delighted and let out a breath, feeling completely relieved. This was the great way to the golden elixir, which had already been passed on to the human race by Xuandu!
If the human race can inherit the great way of the Golden Elixir, they will have a foundation for standing in the prehistoric world. Murong Ji can also pass down the method of cultivation, but in terms of high-level combat power, Murong Ji will not be able to protect the human race and prevent it from falling in a short period of time.

There is even less confidence that after the great calamity of the liches, under the planning of many saints, the human race can be ensured to become the protagonist of heaven and earth.

Helpless, Murong Ji felt that he was born a little late. If he was also a congenital saint and given time to grow, he would definitely have become a saint. With his abilities, Murong Ji felt that he could create a smooth road for the human race.

After sending away the young men and letting them practice on their own, Murong Ji headed towards Shouyang Mountain.

Xuandu went out to seek the way, and no one knew where he went. However, according to what Suiren said, he went to Shouyang Mountain, then passed down his cultivation methods and disappeared.

Murong Ji felt that Xuandu must have gone to preach to other tribesmen. He slowly exhaled, stood at the foot of Shouyang Mountain, looked up at the entire mountain, and inexplicably felt something more.

It was as if there was something in the mountain calling him, and he felt it in his heart, which made Murong Ji a little surprised.

He then dived underground and followed the sensation. He remembered that there was a human treasure, the Kongtong Seal, at the foot of Mount Shouyang.

If Taiqing Laozi has not obtained it yet, it should be a good thing for the human race if this thing falls into his hands. Murong is not sure. Some things may not be a good thing if they come to you on their own.

Without saying anything more, Murong Ji accelerated and sneaked into Shouyang Mountain from underground.

Shouyang Mountain is a copper mine. Not far ahead, Murong Ji saw it was full of crystallized copper blocks. The method of turning soil into gold and escaping into gold slowed down Murong Ji's speed a lot.

The copper ore here has higher quality the closer you get to the inside. It is innate copper, a good material for refining equipment.

Murong Ji stopped and picked up a handful of copper. The innate copper here could be used to refine the Fulong Ding. Murong Ji suddenly thought that the human race lacked a magic weapon to suppress luck. Murong Ji thought it would be better to refine this thing himself.

Either use the Hongmeng Tianzhong to suppress the destiny of the human race, or use the Fulong Ding to suppress the destiny of the human race.

He had an idea in his mind, but he suppressed it temporarily and walked towards the depths of Shouyang Mountain.

I don’t know how long it was before I saw the light again. It was in a space inside the mountain. The space was not big, and I couldn’t even stand upright there. However, the copper mine here was of very high quality. Even in the fox demon world, it was top-notch.

Murong Ji looked through his blue eyes at a copper ball floating in the middle of the space and felt delighted. This thing was the most precious treasure of humanity. Logically speaking, it should have been born when Laozi became a saint.

At this moment, probably because of the time difference he had created, Xuandu succeeded in becoming a disciple and passed down the golden elixir method, but Xuandu had not yet completed the task of preaching to the human race.

It is estimated that while he was on the road of preaching, the fortune of humanity had not yet been fully accomplished, and this treasure of humanity had not fallen into the hands of Taiqing Laozi.

Murong Ji was hesitant for a moment, wondering why he could sense the existence of the treasure of humanity?
After thinking about it, he sealed the copper ball wrapped with the Kongtong Seal and put it into the Qiankun Qingguang Ring. He also cut off all the one-meter-deep innate copper in the cavity, cut it into long strips, and put it into the Qiankun Qingguang Ring.

Then, he followed the veins of the cavity and began to search for the top-quality copper ore that could be used to refine weapons.

It took only half a month to empty the top copper mine in Shouyang Mountain.

This time, the trip was not in vain. The existence of this thing, the Hongmeng Tianzhong and the Fulong Ding are not enough for me to refine this magic weapon.

Thinking of the Hongmeng Tianzhong, Murong Ji's heart turned slightly. In the fox demon world, the power of the Hongmeng Tianzhong was not small. The golden dawn was especially rare and more suitable for the Hongmeng Tianzhong.

[I wonder if I can materialize a substance like Golden Dawn?!] Suppressing the thought in his mind, Murong Ji left Shouyang Mountain.

I wandered around Shouyang Mountain again and again, but couldn't find the Bajing Palace. I guess there is no trace of the Bajing Palace now.

Murong Ji felt it was a pity that he had no chance to meet Taiqing Laozi, and he wanted to ask him for some advice.

I glanced at it inadvertently and saw three clouds arranged in a row, which looked extremely abrupt in the sky full of dark clouds.

However, it is also exceptionally beautiful.

After coming to his senses, Murong Ji flew back to the human tribe on his sword and began to preside over human affairs, guiding the human race to enlighten their minds and practice.

Half a year later, Xuan Du came back. Upon learning about the missionary site set up by Murong Ji, he did not hesitate to occupy it. He began to guide everyone in their practice while also explaining the way forward to everyone.

The main path is the Golden Elixir, but it leads directly to the Golden Immortal level.

Murong Ji stood behind the crowd, the light fell on Xuan Du, and he looked at him from a distance without saying much, just nodding to each other.

(End of this chapter)