Chapter 859: Because of you, their chance to transform was cut off

In Murong Ji's impression, Sanxiao and Zhao Gongming were not evil people, but were well-known for their moral integrity.

Thinking about what happened in the clouds yesterday, I was the one who offended him. Letting him vent his anger is not a big deal. It will evaporate the water stains.

I went to the farmland, checked the grain planting situation, and returned to the human settlement.

The next morning, I just walked out of the house and took a few steps when it started raining again.

This time the rain was indeed more rapid. Murong Ji looked up at the sky speechlessly. There were so many clouds, but it was only raining within a two-meter radius around him.

It seemed as if Murong Ji was loved by God...

This time the rain lasted for a whole morning. Murong Ji did nothing. He just sat on a rock outside the human settlement, silently getting wet in the rain.

The dark clouds gradually turned white, and the rain finally stopped. Murong Ji also figured out something about the white cloud this time. It was not the same cloud as yesterday... this one was of higher level of cultivation.

Why use only?

Murong Ji slapped his face, feeling both angry and amused. The current state of the Three Xiaos is still in the gestation stage, and it is rare to see them running around like this.

If you are not careful, you will be born with deficiencies, lose the opportunity and foundation of the great way, and also lose your own blessings, and be involved in cause and effect for no reason.

Looking at the direction where the white cloud fled, Murong Ji touched his chin and thought carefully. That was the direction of Shouyang Mountain.

The one yesterday was the younger sister Bixiao, and the one today is the older sister Qiongxiao. "Tsk tsk tsk, will Yunxiao be the one coming tomorrow?! No... Yunxiao is not that free..."

"Why would I make enemies with them? Or is it just to vent my anger?" Murong Ji dried the water stains on his body, making sure that all the rain water flowed into the farmland, and then walked towards the human settlement.

There may be only one person who could make enemies with them and force them to run around everywhere. When he was undergoing the tribulation, he destroyed the place where they were born.

Or maybe when he entered Shouyang Mountain to mine copper, he destroyed the place where they were born.

Otherwise, who would have nothing to do while it rains everywhere?

They are born sacred, and their subconscious mind urges them to seek the great way. Their own perfection and the integrity of their root source are extremely important to them.

"Come to think of it this way, I am probably wrong..." After careful consideration, Yunxiao might be better, but the remaining Bixiao and Qiongxiao might be born with deficiencies.

This is cause and effect. If you cut off someone's path, you will probably have to die at someone's hands in the future to repay the cause and effect.

Murong Ji slowly exhaled. Although he no longer cared about cause and effect, he still cared about right and wrong. He was thinking about some way to make amends to the three sisters.

After much thought, elixirs are the only way to complete their foundation and roots without affecting their future practice.

"We can solve the cause and effect, but we also need to teach them a lesson."

Stretching lazily, Murong Ji began to teach the hundreds of children in the human tribe how to practice. As there were too many of them, he could only preach and teach them the methods of practice, and then explain them one-on-one.

On the morning of the third day, just as Murong Ji was about to step out of the door, he turned back into the house, reached out to take the leaf umbrella he had made earlier, and held it over his head as he went out.

After walking a few steps, the heavy rain came as expected, but it was still only about two meters around Murong Ji, and there was no rain anywhere else.

Murong Ji slightly turned the umbrella, looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, curled the corners of his mouth slightly, stretched his hand out of the umbrella, and made a "yeah" gesture to the sky.

The next moment, the water rushed even faster, almost as if it was throwing the raindrops down like rocks!
Murong Ji yawned. He could even imagine the gritting of teeth and vicious look of this person. Humming a little tune, holding an umbrella, he walked to the center of the human tribe and began to talk about today's training course.

Soon, the rain stopped. Murong Ji looked up and saw a large dark cloud heading towards Shouyang Mountain. Even from a distance, he could feel the cloud's aggrieved mood.

"Hey! It didn't rain enough today! We can't be lazy!"

The voice passed slowly, and it was obvious that the dark cloud hesitated, and then hurried back to Shouyang Mountain, looking somewhat embarrassed.

Murong Ji sneered, folded the umbrella, put it aside, and then started today's class.

Not long after, a dark cloud floated in the distant sky. Murong Ji's mouth twitched. He estimated that in their current state, they had no other way to attack. They could only gather rain on the clouds. This method was learned from him.

Murong Ji calmly opened the umbrella and continued teaching, completely ignoring the dark clouds above his head.

The dark clouds seemed a little hesitant. Seeing Murong Ji holding an umbrella, they didn't know whether it should rain or not.

Murong Ji estimated that the only two people who could be so idle were Bixiao and Qiongxiao. As for Yunxiao, he was a very steady existence whether in mythology or in any novel.

After finishing the last part, Murong Ji talked about his understanding of Tao. These things are regarded as the foundation of these human disciples.

By the way, this was also told to the cloud above my head, as compensation for the destruction of their breeding ground.

In the following half month, Murong Ji had been talking about his understanding of the Dao. He started from the simple and then moved on to the complex, but it was extremely detailed and had a considerable effect on the transformation of these living beings and their pursuit of the Dao.

In the morning, Murong Ji walked out of the room and subconsciously glanced at the sky. He didn't see any clouds causing trouble, but he still reached out and picked up the umbrella.

When I arrived at the lecture site, I glanced at the sky. In the distant sky, there appeared a large patch of white clouds. I wondered how many clouds were hidden in them.

Murong Ji pretended not to see it. Only fools like them would believe in such disguise. There was no cloud in the sky, but only this one cloud did not move. His IQ was just like that of a child.

Retracting his gaze, Murong Ji's attention fell on the group of human youths in front of him and began to talk about today's lesson.

After it was over, Murong Ji was about to walk into the house, and not far away he saw Taiqing Laozi.

Taiqing Laozi was sitting in front of Murong Ji's door, seemingly basking in the sun, squinting his eyes, and looking very comfortable.

Murong Ji flipped his hand, and a piece of bread and a piece of pickled meat appeared in his hand, and then he put down a glass of water.

Taiqing Laozi's face darkened and he looked at Murong Ji leisurely.

"Haha, this time I'm just showing my filial piety to you, Your Majesty." Murong Ji stuffed the bread into Taiqing Laozi's hand awkwardly.

The old and the young ate their food in silence without saying a word.

Only after swallowing the last mouthful did I hear Taiqing Laozi say, "Please lend me your Taoist temple so that I can preach the Dao."

Murong Ji was stunned, but he didn't know why. Master Taiqing wanted to preach in person? This was an opportunity.

Needless to say, Murong Ji immediately arranged everything. When the midday sun passed, Murong Ji had already organized most of the human race, and notified the surrounding demon race and innate sacred beings.

I sat in the place closest to where Taiqing Laozi was preaching.

He glanced at the sky and said in a voice transmission: [Go back and call your sisters to come and listen to the saint’s teachings. This is an opportunity, and I will say it all here…]

The clouds in the sky hesitated for a moment, and then a small group of clouds emerged from the large cloud and flew towards Shouyang Mountain.

Soon, three clouds and a breeze quietly sneaked into the cloud.

Murong Ji felt somewhat helpless. It was not a shameful thing to hear that, but why did he feel like the Japanese invaders had entered the village?

Who would have believed that a few clouds and a breeze could convey such a stealthy feeling?

Murong Ji didn't care much about it. When the time was almost up, Taiqing Laozi walked to the front and looked at the tables, chairs and benches in front of him. He felt a little curious for a moment.

Glancing at the many creatures below, he saw that the human race occupied the best position, with countless creatures surrounding them. He couldn't help but nodded.

He glanced vaguely at the clouds in the sky, but said nothing more, and began to talk about Taoism.

Of course, these things are Shangqing Laozi’s personal understanding of the Tao and the Way of Heaven.

The sermon lasted for three days. Murong Ji glanced at the sky and felt a little regretful. Halfway through the sermon, two clouds left and he was unable to hear the whole thing. When it was about to end, the breeze also left.

Murong Ji was a little surprised. Is it really fate sometimes?
Others may not know, but Murong Ji knows it very well. In the subsequent Conferred God Tribulation, among the Three Sisters and Zhao Gongming, only Yunxiao escaped with his life and was captured by Taiqing Laozi.

In the end, he was included in the list of gods. Although he had no chance of achieving the great Dao, he still managed to keep his life and was still one of the rare powerful beings between heaven and earth.

When he came to his senses, the sermon had ended. When he looked up again, Taiqing Laozi had disappeared.

After that, Laozi often came here to preach, and Murong Ji also took advantage of it. Every time he preached, the dark cloud above his head would quietly lurk over.

He even forced the other three to come and listen to the sermon.

After today's sermon ended, Murong Ji stood up, but when he looked up, he found that Taiqing Laozi was still there. He was a little surprised for a moment. Sometimes, he would leave immediately after preaching and would never stay.

He took a few steps forward, bowed, and before he could say anything, he heard Taiqing Laozi say, "Tomorrow, Xuandu will have passed the barrier, and I will not come here to preach. Xuandu will be responsible for spreading the teachings, recruiting disciples, and preaching."

Murong Ji was stunned, not knowing what Taiqing Laozi was trying to say, so he bowed and said, "Please enlighten me, Saint."

Taiqing Laozi looked up at the sky, and then his gaze fell on the direction of Shouyang Mountain: "The four of them were born in Shouyang Mountain. According to my calculations, a saint of humanity should have been born there."

"The Kongtong Seal should be one of their half-life magic weapons. Their blessings are so profound that even I am somewhat envious. Because I have attained the human path, their future as a great path has been cut off."

After the words fell, Taiqing Laozi's eyes fell on Murong Ji and said lightly: "The reason why I didn't take the Kongtong Seal is because it is related to their transformation. Because of you, their chance to transform was cut off. Do you know what I am talking about?"

(End of this chapter)