Chapter 904: Hou Tu's Love Tribulation

Having said that, Murong Ji was no longer polite: "So, I will support you all in the future!"

"I am willing to die for the king!"

The banquet started, and Murong Ji was confused from beginning to end. He couldn't believe that they had joined the human race.

There is a saying that goes, Those who are not of my race must have different hearts.

He couldn't even believe in the witch clan, let alone these innate divine beings.

After arranging everyone, Murong Ji and Xuan Du stood in front of the hall and sent off the innate saints to rest.

There was a brief silence, and neither of them said a word.

After a long time, Murong Ji asked, "Why did they come to find me?"

"I don't know what happened to Hongyun's group of people, but the people left behind by Dong Wanggong were guided by Master. Dong Wanggong's remaining soul... is in Master's hands."

Murong Ji was shocked. Others might not have felt anything, but Murong Ji felt a chill down his spine.

Taiqing Laozi can see so far ahead. As for Lu Dongbin... that's all the business of the Eight Immortals in the future. After the great catastrophe of Conferred Gods, the catastrophe of Journey to the West has just come to an end.

This is why the Eight Immortals crossed the sea and beat the dragon clan.

[Why do you let these people come to me at this time? Are you trying to beat me up?]

Murong Ji was not sure whether a saint could be omniscient and omnipotent, but he felt that he could not. Time and space had an immutable characteristic. The past could not be changed, but the future could be changed.

Although the saint is beyond heaven and earth, he is still within the Tao.

Murong Ji has touched the threshold of He Dao. The most important issue of He Dao is how to avoid being assimilated by the Dao.

It is not difficult not to be assimilated. Magical weapons and Taoist instruments are methods devised by our predecessors. If we place the great hope on them and connect them with ourselves, it can be considered passing.

This method is just like the method Tushan used to borrow the power of heaven and earth in the fox demon world.

All negative emotions are borne by the giant tree of suffering, which has its advantages and disadvantages.

First, it is easy to be usurped by others, and second, it is unable to deal with the negative impact of the Tao.

For example, the path of life and the path of death, the Southern Dipper is responsible for life, and the Northern Dipper is responsible for death. The Southern Dipper and the Northern Dipper are interdependent and compete with each other. How can one win in this competition?

Beyond the great way?
With one more person, you will never be able to transcend.

Moreover, above the Avenue of Life and Death, there are other paths that interact with each other, such as the Avenue of Creation, the Avenue of Reincarnation, the Avenue of Withering and Flourishing...

You will never be able to figure out the relationship between other avenues and your own, so it is extremely difficult to transcend.

Murong Ji suddenly thought of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree. "Thinking about it this way, Saint Zhunti is also very blessed. No one can experience the advantages of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree unless they reach that critical juncture."

The magic of the Seven Treasures Tree lies in the fact that tracing its origin can save you a lot of effort!

Xuan Du was a little surprised and didn't know why Murong Ji mentioned the Saint Zhunti.

Furthermore, if the sky had feelings, it would also grow old.

Once the Tao has thoughts, it will fall from that level. The premise of being in harmony with the Tao is that, while the Tao does not fall, it will not be assimilated by the Tao.

[The method of achieving enlightenment by beheading the three corpses is indeed powerful, but it is a trick. Compared with Pangu's method of becoming a saint by force, beheading the three corpses is indeed easy... but the disadvantages are also obvious. ]

Murong Ji thought carefully. In his conception, beheading the three corpses was not only about beheading good, evil and attachment, but also about catering to the past, present and future.

For example, the three corpses of Hou Tu...

Suddenly, Murong Ji remembered that he had not seen the three corpses of Hou Tu yet. He had to hurry, otherwise he would never have the chance to see them.

When Hou Tu becomes a saint, how should he propose to experience four times the happiness? !

"Cough cough." Murong Ji pretended to cough and quickly restrained the uncontrollable trembling of his mouth.

When he came to his senses, he saw Xuan Du looking at him with confusion.

"Jiang, what's wrong with you? Are you sick? Why is your face so red?"

Murong Ji's mouth twitched, and he quickly restrained his expression, "You're wrong. It's late, go back and rest, you still have things to do tomorrow."

After he finished speaking, Murong Ji put his hands behind his back, turned around and walked towards the courtyard. When he was about to turn around the main hall, he looked back at Xuan Du and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Back in the yard, Murong Ji looked at Hou Tu and thought of her three corpses.

The two entered the house and sat in their chairs in silence, enjoying the peace.

Murong Ji was very curious, and immediately asked: "Hou Tu, what do your three corpses look like?"

Hou Tu gave him a strange look and put down the teacup. "What else could it be? It looks like me."

Murong Ji's eyes lit up and he raised his eyebrows slightly, "Show it to me. I recently had a new idea about the method of beheading the three corpses..."

Hou Tu looked at Murong Ji in confusion. Why did she feel that he had bad intentions? She still showed the Three Corpses.

Then he saw three 'Hou Tu's who looked like Hou Tu standing in front of Murong Ji.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang." The three of them bowed to Murong Ji in unison.

Murong Ji returned the greeting, stood up, and looked again, and he could see the difference between the three corpses.

Good corpses are usually gentle and kind, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze.

The evil corpse was a bit cold, with sharp eyes and murderous intent. The corpse that held me looked normal, but the way he looked at Murong Ji was a bit strange, a bit...eager.

Murong Ji raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then tried hard to suppress it.

The good and evil corpses are often released to help oneself walk in the world. If the ego corpse is protected in the body, it is easy to be calculated by others if the obsession is too strong.

Murong Ji finally understood that those who were in the Wu Clan or walking in the world were all Hou Tu Shan Shi and Ping Xin Niang Niang...

"No wonder, people say Hou Tu is the most gentle witch."

Murong Ji made a joke, but Hou Tu rolled her eyes. Then Murong Ji landed on the evil corpse again, and only then did he realize that the one he had dug up on Fengqi Mountain was this person...

Seeing Murong Ji's gaze, the evil corpse snorted coldly and transformed itself into an old woman in her fifties or sixties.

Murong Ji: "..."

"Puff!" Hou Tu sneered, "I saw your little tricks the moment you walked in. Why... do you think I have lost my sense of conquest?"

"You didn't even let my three corpses go? Humph! Wangyou has deep feelings for you, Pingxin has a good impression of you, but Meng Jiang doesn't have a good impression of you."

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly and gradually brought these three names into it.

His eyes passed over them and finally landed on the old woman. He raised his eyebrows sharply: "Meng Jiang? Meng Jiang? !! Great, so you..."

"Shut up!"

Hou Tu took the three corpses back into her body in a rage and looked at Murong Ji stubbornly.

Murong Ji smiled and picked up the teacup. He could understand Hou Tu's reaction. They were partners now but would be rivals in the future.

The human race and the witch race, that is the huge gap between the two.

Once Hou Tu fell in love with her, she would be unqualified as the leader of a tribe.

Murong Ji restrained his expression and murmured, "Meng Jiang... is fine..."

"What's so good about that? I'm so annoyed!"

Hou Tu snatched the teacup from Murong Ji's hand, put it heavily on the table, and walked out angrily.

Murong Ji was not surprised by Hou Tu's reaction. He picked up the teacup again and took a sip. "Nuwa's goal... has been achieved..."

Emotions... Emotions are not an obstacle to seeking the truth, the heart is...

Emotions can easily disturb one's peaceful heart. How many people in this world can love someone so calmly?

After several lifetimes, Murong Ji still couldn't do it.

As the saying goes, if the heart is not dead, the Tao will not live.

If the ordinary mind does not die, the Tao mind will not arise.

It's like doing an experiment. If the cat grew up with Schrödinger, would Schrödinger prefer the cat to live or die?
At that point, no matter what choice you make, the experiment will be meaningless.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji put down the teacup, walked out of the house, and saw Hou Tu's worried look on her face.

It feels so broken.

Murong Ji stood aside and did not disturb her. Her likes and choices were her own business, and she needed to go through them all by herself, so it was a tribulation!

Love robbery!

The difficulty of emotional tribulation is that you need to treat your heart as a piece of rag, rubbing and kneading it again and again, until it is torn and tattered, and you will be unwilling to let go.

When Hou Tu's mood improved, Murong Ji walked up to her and gently hugged her from behind.

Feeling Hou Tu's head turning on his shoulders and neck, finding a comfortable position, Murong Ji chuckled and whispered, "Are you feeling better?"

"Ah."

"Perhaps, the human race and the witch race will not reach that situation? Or, the fight will not be so fierce, and it will all be under our control?"

"I hope..."

Murong Ji then said, "In fact, the war between humans and witches has already come to an end."

"what?!"

"No matter what the outcome of the witch-lich catastrophe is, the witch clan has already owed the heaven and earth a great deal of karma and luck, and needs to use the luck of the human race to make up for it."

"Only when the tribe calls people human will the world recognize them. If you call a witch, no matter how much luck you have, it will be in vain."

Murong Ji looked down at Hou Tu, his face somewhat solemn, "You don't believe it? But... do you dare to bet? If the human race wins, the witch race will be integrated into the human race, and there will be a glimmer of hope."

"So... do you dare to let Wu win?! Hou Tu, do you dare?"

Hou Tu was speechless for a moment. After finally coming back to her senses, she couldn't help but breathe heavily, her face turned pale, and her whole body was shaking.

Murong Ji patted her on the back and said, "Don't be too stressed. There is no difference in structure between the Wu Clan and the Acquired Human Clan. The only difference is in physical strength."

"Is there any difference between being called a witch or a human? Take a rest first. I'm going to do something bad..."

Hou Tu was mentally exhausted and a little tired. When she heard Murong Ji's words, she became confused for a moment.

After leaving the yard, Murong Ji let out a long breath. He was a villain, and most of his words were just to bluff Hou Tu. The human race's qi had a great effect, but it could not be compared with Hou Tu's contribution to the world after she became a saint.

(End of this chapter)