Chapter 868: Scarcity in the West
[I am the Blood Sea Styx, and today I have created a clan named Ashura...]

The sound rumbled and shook throughout the prehistoric world. Murong Ji was filled with shock. He looked up at the sky, still unable to react.

At this moment, I remembered the sea of ​​blood and the river of Styx, and that I was in the underworld.

I shouldn't waste time on Kunlun Mountain. I should go to the tunnel to fight for some power. Otherwise, when Hou Tu becomes a saint, my good days will be over.

The heaven and earth were turbulent, and the fluctuations gradually calmed down. However, Murong Ji could not sleep. The power of the earth was very important to him, as it involved the reincarnations and tribulations of the future great men of the human race.

After Fuxi's death, he will be reincarnated as the emperor of the human race, leading the human race to fight against the witches and liches for the top position. After him, there are other great human beings, who are rumored to be reincarnated members of the human race.

If someone tampered with it, it would be a big deal.

How can Murong Ji feel at ease if he doesn't have such power in his hands?
Unsettled, but what can he do? Murong Ji suspected that the tunnel was a trap, a cage. It was impossible for him to get into it, but it was possible to take away some power.

[I must go to the Western Sea of ​​Blood. ]

The next morning, Murong Ji said goodbye to Xuannv and others and went down the mountain.

I had just left Kunlun Mountain and was about to head west when I suddenly stopped. I felt as if someone was following me.

He looked back, but couldn't find anything. He scanned the area with his pale eyes, but still didn't find anything unusual.

Murong Ji's expression gradually became solemn, and then he looked up at the sky in surprise. Above the sky, a large group of white clouds gathered.

Such a widespread gathering of clouds would inevitably make the clouds darker and even produce thunder.

But, it was all white. Murong Ji was a fool, and he knew there was a problem.

Besides, this method of gathering clouds was learned from Murong Ji. Murong Ji rubbed his forehead and said loudly to the clouds: "May I ask if it is the Three Heavens Fairies in person?!"

As soon as the words fell, the clouds rolled rapidly. After waiting for a long time, the clouds finally calmed down, as if they had reached a unanimous opinion.

Then, three white clouds slowly emerged from the clouds one after another, and behind them, there seemed to be a breeze pushing forward.

"It's really them." Murong Ji's mouth twitched. Why did he feel like he couldn't get out of big trouble?

Immediately, he flew up to meet them on his sword, and Murong Ji was the first to ask, "Fellow Daoists, where are you going?!"

After waiting for a while, there was still no answer from them, and I could clearly feel that they were a little hesitant.

Finally, Yunxiao said, "Daoyou, please be kind and help us get through this difficult time."

Murong Ji was stunned, a little surprised. Under the eyes of the Saint Taiqing, what difficulties could there be? After he transformed, wouldn't he just pester Taiqing to become his disciple?

They already have a deep connection with the Three Pure Ones, and the old man Taiqing will not be ruthless. "What are you talking about, Fairy Yunxiao?"

Murong Ji felt Yunxiao's helplessness, but did not say much. He did not want to get involved in trouble.

Then, Yunxiao was heard saying, "The Saint Taiqing gave a sermon, and many innate saints came. These innate saints... want to capture us brothers and sisters to extract our essence to supplement their own foundation, and refine our bodies into magic weapons..."

"And... and the Hunyuan Golden Bowl. In order to escape their pursuit, we also showed it to them. Now, my brother and I are in a really difficult situation... Please help us, fellow Taoist."

Murong Ji finally understood what was said. The man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure.

The Hunyuan Golden Bowl, a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, is definitely one of the top spiritual treasures. How could it not be coveted by others?

The fact that they were able to escape so far was probably due to the help of the Hunyuan Golden Bowl, and perhaps old man Taiqing was also behind it.

Murong Ji was silent for a moment, but he was thinking in his heart, what kind of plan is Taiqing setting? If he has the intention, how dare those innate saints be so presumptuous?
Going a little darker, Murong Ji even felt that it was with the guidance of the Saint Taiqing that those innate saints were able to find their hiding place.

How come I met myself again by chance?

For a moment, Murong Ji was a little hesitant. [Is Taiqing thinking of tying himself and Sanxiao together? ]

I am just a small character, is it worth him to scheme against me like this?
His eyes swept over the three white clouds one by one. After thinking for a while, he felt that it was not so easy to help. Since they were innately sacred, he really didn't want to offend too many of them.

"Please don't refuse, fellow Daoist. We are willing to offer you the Hunyuan Golden Bowl and ask you to help us transform..." Yunxiao's voice was trembling, and he felt helpless.

She forced herself to suppress the uneasiness in her heart, because behind her were brother and sister.

Murong Ji sighed, and suddenly felt that the karma between him and Sanxiao had not yet been resolved. For a moment, he was not sure whether it could be considered as part of repaying the karma.

Logically speaking, after the construction of Qi Heng's Mansion was completed, the cause and effect would have been resolved. But now it seems that there are so many variables that it is really difficult to explain for the time being.

He is not afraid of entering the game, what he is afraid of is not having time to grow.

Then, Murong Ji said: "You can keep the Hunyuan Golden Bowl for yourselves, and lend it to me for my enlightenment. As for your transformation... I can't guarantee it." "I have something important to do. If you are willing to stay by my side, I can protect you."

Yun Xiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the originally tense clouds slowly relaxed. "In this case, thank you very much, fellow Daoist. If you have any instructions in the future, we will never refuse."

As soon as he finished speaking, a bead slowly emerged from the clouds. Qiong Xiao got into the bead first. Just as Bi Xiao was about to get in, Murong Ji stopped him.

I also understood what they meant. This bead was originally used to seal Qiong Xiao, and now it is used as their hiding place. It is really good, but the pattern on it needs to be changed.

Murong Ji refined four jade beads again and treated them as those refined by Qi Heng Palace, although there were no spiritual veins or mountains for them to absorb and replenish their essence.

It is also possible to use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but in the future Murong Ji will have to travel more often to spiritual places such as mountains, rivers, etc.

After watching the four of them enter the jade bead, he hung the bead around his waist. After making sure that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth could enter the bead for their cultivation, he felt relieved.

He shook the Hunyuan Golden Bowl in his hand. This thing has not been completely refined yet, but judging from its aura, it is closely related to the Three Skies.

This thing is in my hand, and without being refined, it won't have much effect.

After taking a close look at the forty-eight innate restriction patterns on it, I found that this thing looked like an instrument pattern, but more natural and soft than acquired instrument patterns.

The quality of a spiritual treasure mainly depends on its restrictive patterns.

When there are forty-nine innate forbidden patterns, it is an innate treasure. And the Hunyuan Golden Bowl itself has forty-eight of them, which shows its value.

If Murong Ji was not a weapon refiner, he would probably be greedy. However, now Murong is extremely interested in the forbidden runes on the Hunyuan Golden Bowl.

If conditions permit, it is not impossible to reproduce a Hunyuan Golden Bowl.

These forty-eight runes are said to be forty-eight, but in fact they are just one. This is a combination of innate forbidden patterns.

Murong Ji had seen this method on the Precious Lotus Lantern. There were forty innate restriction patterns on the Precious Lotus Lantern. Among the top-grade innate spiritual treasures, it was considered to be a relatively low level, but it was still very rare.

Suddenly, he had the idea of ​​re-refining the Precious Lotus Lantern. Murong Ji felt that the forbidden runes on the Precious Lotus Lantern could be further modified.

Among the four magic lamps in the ancient times, the Precious Lotus Lamp is one of them. Take the Yuxu Colored Glaze Lamp as an example. Yuanshi Tianzun never gave this colored glaze lamp to his disciples, but kept it in his hands.

Later, Nuwa gave the Precious Lotus Lantern to her disciple Yang Chan.

Murong Ji thought about it carefully. According to his idea, when one reaches that level, many magic weapons and so on are just external possessions and he doesn't care about them that much anymore.

It would be better to leave it to the disciples, so that they can have an additional skill to save their lives, and what they keep in their hands are things that can cause harm to people of the same level.

Murong Ji spread his hands and the Precious Lotus Lantern appeared in his hand. This thing no longer had much impact on the saint level. After being re-refined, it might have miraculous effects.

Without saying anything more, he flew towards the west on his sword. His mind was never idle as he redesigned the pattern of the Precious Lotus Lantern. He had the means to preserve the innate spiritual light of the Precious Lotus Lantern and reshape it.

"The weakness of this wick is too obvious. It would be better if it were completely integrated into the lamp."

Put away the Precious Lotus Lantern and concentrate on your journey.

The ancient world was really vast. It was only after several years that Murong Ji finally reached the western region.

As soon as he entered the west, the concentration of spiritual energy and evil spirit dropped instantly, making Murong Ji feel a little uncomfortable for a while.

Flying further forward, I discovered that the plants and trees in the Western world had almost no spiritual charm, as if it was the Dharma Ending Age.

The mountains were lifeless, and even the power of heaven and earth seemed a little weak.

Murong Ji let out a breath of foul air. Rumor has it that the Taoist Ancestor and the Demon Ancestor were fighting for the Tao. After the Demon Ancestor was defeated, he detonated the western earth veins in anger, which led to the current situation in the west.

The further we go, the more desolate it becomes. This desolation is actually just a feeling. There is little spiritual energy or evil spirit, and little trace of the natural and heavenly atmosphere. But there are still plenty of trees, flowers, mountains, rivers, and streams.

If humans could survive here, it would be a good place.

However, if you want to practice, it will be much more difficult.

After flying for dozens of days, Murong Ji finally saw some human figures. Going further ahead, he came to a tribe of hundreds of thousands of people.

Over the years, the human race has indeed ushered in a wave of great development after leaving Zhoushan. The number of people is increasing, and the area they occupy is becoming wider and wider.

At this time, there was no conflict with other ethnic groups. One reason was that the ancient land was vast and what the human race needed was a place to survive and farm.

(End of this chapter)