Chapter 864: Innate Spirit
The crowd dispersed instantly, watching the innate sacred being tumbling across the square in a very miserable state.

Murong Ji frowned and shouted, "What's wrong with being a congenitally sacred person? Fight back! There are powerful people standing behind you. If anyone refuses to obey, tell him to go to Zhou Shan and have a talk! Hurry up and catch up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man shrank his neck and quickly followed the crowd.

Murong Ji stared at the crowd with his eyes dimly. Most of them were innate sacred beings, but there were also some people from other acquired groups.

No one stood up to cause trouble again. Murong Ji's gaze fell on the innate sacred being who had just climbed up. Seeing that he was shrinking in the back and pretending to be dead, Murong Ji was too lazy to pay attention to him.

This kick is enough to shock many people.

Leading the human race, he waited in the left corner of the mountain gate. Only then did he clearly feel the fear of the more than 200 people behind him towards these innate gods.

Murong Ji felt helpless. This was because his foundation was shallow and he had no strength or confidence.

Those who can go to Kunlun Mountain to learn from a master are at least at the Golden Immortal Realm. Of course, Murong Ji is that Golden Immortal...

Among the people he brought with him, there weren't even many Xuanxian. There were barely a few who were good enough, but that was all.

Murong Ji frowned slightly and glanced at the many innate saints. The contempt in their eyes was almost unconcealed, and their disdain became more and more obvious.

If this place wasn't in front of Yuxu Palace, there's no telling how presumptuous these innate sacred beings would be.

He let out a breath, the human race's foundation was really shallow, no wonder others looked down on them.

Not long after, a little Taoist boy came from inside and opened the gate of Yuxu Palace.

This Taoist boy looks to be only eight or nine years old, and indeed quite mature.

As the mountain gate opened, it attracted everyone's attention and gaze, and the faint discussions gradually dissipated.

The little Taoist boy stood beside the door, bowed to the people outside, stood up, and said slowly, "Today, Yuxu Palace is opening its doors to accept disciples and preach. My master said that those with great blessings and virtues should enter the gate."

"Those with inferior character may enter the mountain gate to listen to the teachings. Those with broken character are advised to leave the mountain to avoid losing their lives."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little Taoist boy turned and walked towards the stone steps inside the mountain gate.

For a moment, everyone in the square was a little hesitant.

One dare not act rashly in the sage's place of practice.

When Murong Ji saw the little Taoist boy turn around and go up the mountain, he raised his feet and followed him. As soon as he moved, the human beings behind him followed him. Just as they reached the gate of the mountain, an innate sacred being got ahead of Murong Ji and was about to pass through the gate.

Murong Ji's pupils shrank and he grabbed his shoulders. The man was about to resist but was casually held down by Murong Ji. The huge force suppressed him so much that he could not move at all.

"How dare you! How dare you be so presumptuous in the saint's temple!" The innate sacred being endured the pain in his body and shouted, but Murong Ji ignored him and increased his strength. Anyway, the innate sacred being would not die easily, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

The innate saint could not bear the pain any longer, and wailed while gritting his teeth. The aura of Tao permeated his entire body, and his cultivation level was revealed: the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, and seeing that the man was not convinced, he put more strength.

“Ah!” The man cried out in pain, “Daoyou, calm down, Daoyou, calm down, and spare me~Ah! Ah!”

The strength in Murong Ji's hands did not weaken at all, but even increased a little.

Ignoring the man's plea for mercy, he waited until the two hundred or so human disciples walked into the gate of Yuxu Palace.

Murong Ji then let go of the Taiyi Golden Immortal and stood by the door with his hands behind his back, his eyes sweeping over the many innate divine beings in the field, some of whom were timid while others were eager to try.

Murong Ji ignored him and waited until the last human entered the mountain gate, then turned around and entered the mountain gate.

Inside and outside the mountain gate are like two different worlds!
A word suddenly emerged in Murong Ji's mind: cave heaven!

Walking along the stone steps step by step towards the top of Kunlun Mountain, Murong Ji discovered some problems. This stone step is an acquired magic weapon and should be used to select disciples.

In the ancient times, people valued foundation, heritage and accumulation, while breaking through the realm was secondary.

The stronger and more solid one's foundation is, the broader the corresponding path will be.

However, Murong Ji was an exception. He benefited a lot from the Quanzhen Sect's practice philosophy, and his experience and training in his previous life made him powerful in combat.

Murong Ji entered the mountain gate, and the other innate sacred beings followed behind him, all walking into the mountain gate and heading towards the Yuxu Palace on the top of Mount Kunlun.

After a moment, it was realized that this staircase was indeed not simple. With every step, an extremely weak force of heaven and earth exerted pressure on the body. It would not cause people to notice, but would make people feel heavy and tired.

The more stairs you climb, the more power of heaven and earth you accumulate, and the pressure is quite great.

Murong Ji looked up and saw an endless number of stone steps leading to the top of the mountain. If they were stacked up like this, the number of humans who could climb up to Yuxu Palace would be reduced by more than half.

“Is this a test of your desire to seek the truth?”

Without saying anything more, Murong Ji walked towards the top of the mountain. After all, the human race had a shallow foundation and little fortune, and the first ones to give up were the hundreds of humans walking in front of Murong Ji.

Murong Ji followed behind them, and when he saw someone was about to give up, he would wait for them for a while. Countless innate sacred beings had surpassed the human race, and some had even reached the top of the Yuxu Palace.

Murong Ji sighed and let those who chose to give up go down the mountain. Those who were still holding on could not hold on any longer, so Murong Ji shared some of the power of heaven and earth with them.

They stepped onto the Yuxu Palace step by step. When they arrived at the gate of Yuxu Palace, they found that there were only eighty-seven human beings left, which was a reduction of more than half.

Murong Ji didn't feel it was a pity. He was just trying his luck. The number of people who were able to stay exceeded Murong Ji's expectations.

He exhaled a breath and entered the gate of Yuxu Palace, only to find that the seats in the palace had already been occupied, with only a few spaces left near the door.

Murong Ji sighed, found a cushion at the door and sat down, and asked the humans to stand at the door and listen.

In a flash, a few days passed, and Yuanshi Tianzun, who was sitting at the top, was nowhere to be seen. Everyone was not in a hurry and waited quietly.

When they were free, they would exchange ideas with each other, which benefited others a lot. Murong Ji was a little bored, so he rested his arms on his knees and was lost in thought.

They could hold on, but these dozen or so humans who had not reached the level of Xuanxian could not. When Murong Ji was thinking about how to solve the problem, the little Taoist boy quietly walked in from the door, bringing a number of cushions with the palace maids and placed them next to Murong Ji and other humans.

Murong Ji curled the corner of his mouth slightly and watched the little Taoist boy directing the palace maids on Kunlun Mountain to arrange the cushions.

Looking at his appearance, he did not show disdain like those innate sacred beings in the temple, but was very calm.

"Little Taoist friend, may I ask your name?"

The little Taoist boy looked over and looked Murong Ji up and down, then bowed respectfully: "My name is Dao Guangcheng, nice to meet you, Senior Brother."

"Senior Brother?" Murong Ji was a little surprised, then he realized that he was the first acquired human being, and he was living in the world as a disciple of the Wa Palace.

It is reasonable for this little Taoist boy to call me senior brother. He has only been a disciple of Yuanshi for a short time. However, he looks mature despite his young age, which is quite adorable.

Murong Ji stretched out his hand and waved at him, motioning him to come over.

The little Taoist boy was a little confused. He walked forward and asked in a serious tone, "Brother, what do you want? Do you need some food? I'll go and arrange it first."

Murong Ji simply reached out and pinched his chubby little face and chuckled a few times. Murong Ji had explored the meridian foundation of this little Taoist boy clearly.

With a flip of his hand, a pill appeared in his hand, and he stuffed it into the little Taoist boy's arms, "Since you call me Senior Brother, I can't be stingy, here."

This pill is the essence and principles refined from the physical body of a Daluo Jinxian of the demon race. It can be regarded as the Dao fruit of a Daluo Jinxian, and it is a good thing.

The little Taoist boy looked at it for a few times, and his face turned red. "This! This! I can't do this! I can't do this, it's so precious..."

Murong Ji's face turned serious. "Why? My things are not worthy of your attention, Junior Brother?"

"No, no, I... Senior Brother..."

"Okay, go and do your work. Just keep this gift for you."

"Okay...thank you, brother."

Not long after the little Taoist boy walked out of the main hall of Yuxu Palace, he arranged for many palace maids to bring in various foods and fruits.

Murong Ji was bored, so he looked back and forth among the innate sacred things in the palace.

The one with the highest cultivation level among them was the Golden Immortal. He was a little stunned for a moment. Why did a Golden Immortal come to listen to a preaching forum? !

This Daluo Jinxian has a strange appearance and an odd description. The decoration on his head seems to be a lamp.

He has a compassionate face, ears hanging down to his shoulders, and is dressed in a Taoist robe of the colors Qiankun. Three flowers on his head are facing the North Palace, and the five energies in his chest are reaching the South Sea.

Murong Ji suddenly thought of someone, the Taoist Master Ran Deng!
Perhaps sensing Murong Ji's gaze, Taoist Master Ran Deng also turned around and looked over. The two looked at each other, and suddenly, Taoist Master Ran Deng actually nodded to Murong Ji.

For a moment, Murong Ji was a little stunned. He was just a small Golden Immortal in terms of realm. Wasn't it too polite for a Daluo Golden Immortal to be so polite to him?

Looking away, Murong Ji's gaze fell on the person closest to Yuanshi Tianzun, who was a woman.

Just a glance was enough to shock Murong Ji. He opened his eyes abruptly, stunned. [Beast God!!]

I was a little confused for a moment. The temperament and foundation of this woman were too similar to those of the beast god. She was transformed from evil spirit. [Queen Mother of the West?! No!]

It is impossible for the Queen Mother of the West to come here. Besides, her abilities may not be that bad.

He frowned slightly and lowered his head in deep thought, [In this world, besides the Queen Mother of the West, who else is transformed by the innate Yin energy? ]

Then, she immediately killed this idea. It was impossible for the Queen Mother of the West to allow another person with the same innate Yin energy as her to take shape and compete with her for the truth.

The person in front of him is the incarnation of another being that is extremely similar to the innate Yin energy.

(End of this chapter)