Chapter 883: Suppressing the Human Race's Luck
Hou Tu sneered and kicked Murong Ji in the stomach, "Still thinking of running away?! Nuwa has already sold you to me, so you are mine!"

"You are about to reach the level of a Golden Immortal, and you still want to go to the toilet?! Who are you trying to fool?"

Murong Ji suppressed his anger. If he got the chance, he would definitely take revenge. "Then let's do this. Find me a beautiful woman."

"I look at the face. I don't want the ugly ones. If they are not pretty, I will be self-conscious that night!"

Hou Tu sneered. How could she not see what Murong Ji was thinking? She wanted to find a way out of the room and then find a chance to escape.

"Good! Di Luo is very beautiful."

Without waiting for Murong Ji to ask any more questions, he turned Murong Ji over and hit him on the back of the neck with a stick.

"bump!"

Murong Ji’s eyes went dark and he fainted.

Hou Tu clapped her hands, then smiled with satisfaction and said, "The strength is just right. If we don't faint during marriage, how can we call it a perfect marriage?"

Then, he turned around and walked out of the house, stood in front of the door, and looked at the woman who was dancing with everyone in front of the campfire.

Di Luo!

Walked forward and joined the lively dance around the bonfire.

inside the house.

Murong Ji woke up slowly, feeling a pain in the back of his head. He cursed inwardly, "What the hell is going on here!"

Hou Tu is the most vicious of all the ancient witches!
She is the first one who talks about retaliation so refreshingly and elegantly!
"A person who can be hostile to a troubled girl like Nuwa! How can he be a good person! Get married! I will marry you..."

Murong Ji paused in his cursing, then he remembered that during this period of time, there was no word for marriage, but rather for marriage.

No, it should be Jieyun!
The innate human race has this custom. Because Nuwa created humans, women have a very high status among the human race.

Normally it is the woman who chooses the man to marry. The word "hun" here means coma.

If a woman took a fancy to someone, she could just knock him unconscious with a stick and drag him back to the cave.

For some reason, this custom also affected the witch tribe.

Murong Ji's mouth twitched, and he felt more pain in the back of his neck! Some things are probably engraved in the genes.

"If there's going to be a fight, it should be that Di Luo! Why are you, Hou Tu, coming here in person?!"

If it wasn't revenge, what was it? Back then, I had dug open her chest with my sword and absorbed the essence of the ancestor witch. She was of the same generation as Nuwashi, so it was not easy to retaliate in a big way, so...

Murong Ji sighed. He couldn’t have a woman from the Wu clan. If he had to have a partner, Yunxiao would be a good fit. He was gentle and kind, but tough inside.

If humans and witches intermarry, it may affect the genes of the human race.

Murong Ji's mouth twitched again, and he recalled the memories of his previous lives. How many women have violent genes? In fact, the Sichuan and Chongqing regions probably reverted to their ancestors!
The noise outside was getting more and more intense. Murong Ji was thinking about how to solve the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk so that he could escape from the predicament.

He gathered his breath and began to mobilize the Qiankun Mirror in his Dantian.

Slowly squeeze out a gap on the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk, allowing himself to use a trace of true energy.

Then, he took out the Tianwen Sword from the Qiankun Shopping Mall, cut the rope, and then let out a long breath.

He stood up, rubbed his wrists which were sore from being tied, and took a look at the situation outside. The Twelve Ancestral Witches were guarding outside at this time, and it would not be easy to escape from under their noses.

Then, he looked down at the ground. The land below was as hard as diamond, and it would be difficult to escape.

"This method is more effective than the Tianmen Curse."

Murong Ji then remembered that among the twelve ancient witches, only Hou Tu's innate avenue was the Wu Earth Origin Avenue.

[I don't know if I can defeat Zhen Yuanzi! ]

Zhen Yuanzi is an innate divine being incarnated from the innate origin of Wu Earth, while Hou Tu is the natural great way of the innate origin of Wu Earth. The two are born rivals in the struggle for the Dao!

"Zhen Yuanzi is too Buddhist, we can't fight him!"

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji rubbed his chest. His injuries had not yet fully healed, and he was beaten up by these twelve ruffians, making his injuries even more serious.

Murong Ji held his breath in his heart. If the luck of the human race was filled by the witch clan, it would be a huge loss.

Thinking about how to get out of this situation, Murong Ji had no idea after thinking about it over and over again.

Nuwa is now on the opposite side, what else can we do?
After thinking about it carefully, Murong Ji finally came up with a solution.

"It would be better to refine a magic weapon and fill my own luck into the Fulong Ding in advance! Use the Fulong Ding to replace myself!" Murong Ji murmured.

But now, he was controlled by the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk and could not emit the Samadhi Fire.

He paced back and forth in the room, but couldn't think of a good solution.

[It would be nice if I had the Kongtong Seal in my hand! ]

Then, Murong Ji's mind became clear, and he seemed to have thought of another possibility. He hurriedly took out the Fulong Ding and pondered it carefully.

Maybe it is really possible to turn this Fulong Ding into a magic weapon to suppress the destiny of the human race!
The current Fulong Ding already carries the power of heaven and earth of Zhoushan. After completely refining the power of heaven and earth of Zhoushan, this magic weapon may not be worse than the innate treasure.

With the countless merits he has accumulated from clearing the earth's veins, plus a trace of the origin of the Kongtong Seal, he may really be able to suppress the destiny of the human race.

Murong Ji thought about it carefully, it was really possible. In fact, other magic weapons would also work, but Murong Ji was reluctant to give them up.

The Qiankun Mirror represents the culmination of Murong Ji's mastery of formations. In the Zhu Xian world, breaking through the Taiqing realm is based on the Zhu Xian sword formation.

The Tianwen Sword also represents the achievements of his swordsmanship.

After much thought, only the Fulong Ding is suitable as a magic weapon to suppress luck and should be kept by the human race.

Murong Ji no longer hesitated. He sat cross-legged on the bed and began to mobilize his own origin. He found the trace of origin that he had absorbed from the Kongtong Seal. He made up his mind and cut it out.

It was smelted again and entered into the Fulong Ding, entrusting the acquired destiny of the human race that it carried.

After doing all this, Murong Ji slowly exhaled.

East of Zhoushan.

Lei Ze, Huaxu Kingdom.

Xuandu stood in front of the palace with a frown on his face, looking up at the sky above the human race.

I don’t know what I’m thinking about.

The Huaxu Kingdom today is different from the past. A large number of human cultivators gather here.

Countless ordinary humans gathered here. That’s not all, there are also a large number of humans migrating here.

Fenghua and Fengxu arranged them to settle down in tribes in various places suitable for human habitation.

They were busy with all kinds of affairs, including selecting locations, deploying personnel, counting personnel, selecting officials, and so on.

Under the will of the two, the huge machine of the entire Huaxu Kingdom slowly operated.

At the same time, a steady stream of human luck gathered above this capital.

At this moment, the destiny of the human race is burning like a flame.

Among the human race, the three who first obtained the merits of the human race, Suiren, Youchao, and Ziyi, their cultivation levels are also constantly rising.

The cultivation levels of the other human cultivators also more or less increased along with the fortune of the human race. In the blink of an eye, the three ancestors of the human race had reached the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

However, he only had the ability to practice Taoism but no fighting power. Only Suiren could fight the enemy with fire.

Xuannv walked out of the hall, looking worried, "Jiang hasn't arrived yet, has something happened?"

Xuan Du sighed and shook his head. He didn’t know either.

Suddenly, a man hurried in from outside the palace, half ran and half walked into the palace hall, and bowed to Xuannv and Xuandu.

Then he shouted loudly to the hall: "Your Majesty! Another tribe has come from outside the city. We cannot speak the same language, but they are human. How should we settle them? Your Majesty, please tell me."

The voice slowly entered the hall. Not long after, a man walked out of the hall and responded loudly: "The king has ordered that they be sent to the west side of Luoshui and quickly count the soldiers who can fight!"

After he finished speaking, the man hurried back into the hall.

The messenger saluted again, trotted out of the palace wall, then flew up and disappeared into the night sky.

Xuannv and Xuandu remained silent, watching the huge state machinery operate and making various arrangements leisurely, feeling inexplicably comforted in their hearts.

Suddenly, the two looked up at the sky above the palace and saw a person slowly flying above the palace.

Master Liuli!
Seeing him, they were both delighted. After waiting for a while, Shi Liuli appeared in front of them. After greeting each other, their eyes became red unconsciously and they couldn't help but hug each other.

The current situation of the human race is the result of many years of painstaking efforts by several innate humans.

From hiding and escaping in the beginning, snatching food from the mouths of wild beasts, to developing into a large group today, only they themselves know how much hardship and suffering they have gone through.

They had led their tribesmen to eat the leftovers of wild beasts, and had led their tribesmen to avoid the pursuit of wild beasts in the mountains and forests. They had also witnessed with their own eyes how the demons slaughtered the innate human race...

I also saw with my own eyes how the Wu Clan kept the human race captive...

For tens of millions of years, they have been food, livestock, and even decorations for the wizards and liches.

They themselves know how difficult it is to have the current situation.

After calming down, Master Liuli said, "My master has something to tell you. If you encounter any difficulties, you can seek help from Mount Xumi."

Xuan Du and Xuan Nu looked at each other and felt much more relaxed. At least at the level of saints, no one would stand against the human race.

Even if someone ended up standing against the human race, the two on Mount Xumi had made a promise.

This is enough!

If we really face off against someone at the quasi-superior level, Mount Xumi cannot produce a disciple of that level.

Shi Liuli and Maitreya are the eldest and second disciples of those two. Now, Shi Liuli is just a Taiyi Golden Immortal, which is far from enough to face the level of Quasi-Saint.

“As for the quasi-saint level, it’s up to Jiang. This time when I went down the mountain, my master gave me the Tai Chi diagram…” After Xuan Du finished speaking, the other two were stunned.

I feel much more at ease.

(End of this chapter)