Chapter 907: Ten Days in the Sky
[The paths of Emperor Jun and Dong Huang... only blocked their way to slay the three corpses. As long as the opportunity is right, they can still become saints... No wonder they don't seem to be very angry that I killed their three corpses...]

"As for the idea that Heaven's Way wants to suppress Earth's Way and Human's Way, that is even more absurd. Don't say such things in the future, it will make people laugh at you."

"Humanity was created when the first living being was born. Who was the first living being? The great god Pangu. When the heaven and earth were opened and closed, he was the first living being, and humanity was created."

"After this, many living beings will transform. Teacher, Demon Ancestor Luohou, and others should all be saints of humanity, but..."

Taoist Zhunti was silent for a moment, and then continued, "During the several great disasters, the number of living beings was very small, and humanity was not obvious."

"When I transformed, I thought there were only me and my brother in this world. After I transformed, I traveled east for three years before I met the first living being who had not yet transformed, Brother Hongyun."

Murong Ji was stunned. He didn't expect that they had such a connection. No wonder... So, Kunpeng was a big victim, and Hongyun's death was not unjust.

"After the emergence of the human way, after the death of a living being, the original spirit dispersed and turned into human soul, earth soul and heaven soul. The earth soul returned to the earth, and the heaven soul returned to the sky. This is how the heaven way and the earth way were created."

“For this reason, even if one becomes a saint, one is still bound by the three paths of heaven, earth, and man. Unless one abandons the three souls, achieves enlightenment through consciousness, and escapes far away to the wilderness, then one’s path to becoming a saint is cut off.”

Murong Ji suddenly realized that he had previously thought that not enough people died, which was the reason why the tunnel had not been opened. Now it seems that this is indeed the case.

Murong Ji thought about it carefully and was able to figure out the key point. He then asked, "The way that Great God Pangu transcended the Great Dao was to create the heaven and earth? To use the world to carry many great Daos?"

Zhunti Taoist was now somewhat satisfied and said with a smile: "Yes, this method is indeed good, but... it failed. For this reason... it is not considered a failure. The future we are waiting for is very bright."

Murong Ji frowned slightly, and then he heard Zhunti Taoist continue to say: "Let's talk about the Lich Tribulation again. I want to kill Emperor Jun Donghuang. Can you do it?"

Murong Ji was stunned, looked at Zhunti Taoist and asked: "Senior, it's because of Hongyun... What about Kunpeng?"

"That's right. As long as you can kill Emperor Jun Donghuang, my Western Religion will focus on the human race, and all disciples will be reincarnated as humans, even Maitreya."

Murong Ji's heart was moved. This was almost a clear choice of team! To be honest, it would be strange if he didn't feel moved. If all Buddhas were human, or most of them were human, then the fortune of Buddhism would also be the fortune of the human race...

In just a moment, Murong Ji made a decision, "Senior, Di Jun and Dong Huang are both quasi-saints... immortal and indestructible. If I kill them, they will return at some point in the future..."

"That's why I want you to kill him, otherwise I will do it myself."

Murong Ji: "..."

His expression was a little frozen. Isn't this Chunchun making an enemy for himself? Although he and the brother were not at peace now.

"Don't worry. It's very easy to kill a quasi-saint. You just need to destroy them on their path."

Zhunti Taoist patted Murong Ji on the shoulder and looked at Murong Ji's smiling face, "Donghuang Taiyi walked the Great Road of Flame, and Dijun walked the Great Road of the Emperor."

"What a coincidence! I have seen your fire lotus on Mount Tai before. And you happen to be the leader of the human race, and you are in conflict with those two brothers. Don't worry, the demon race has violated the interests of many people, so we will naturally help you."

Murong Ji cursed in his heart, isn't it just putting me in the position of the former Duke of Dong? Let me fight against those two people...

"In that case...thank you very much, Saint."

Taoist Zhunti nodded with satisfaction. "Since we have reached an agreement, I should have given you some gifts. Unfortunately, I am really poor..."

"Uncle Master! Are you as poor as me? My race is weak, but please don't say these things anymore... I heard that the Western Eight Treasures Merit Golden Lotus has already filled up a whole pond..."

Murong Ji looked at Zhunti Taoist with a dim gaze, "Uncle Master! Uncle Master, you are not reluctant to give it to me, right? Hey! Look at my mouth, what kind of person is Uncle Master?"

"He is a figure who can be compared to Daozu, why would he care about these small golden lotuses... Could it be... Uncle Master..."

The face color of the Taoist Zhunti changed again and again, turning blue and white, and kept changing. Finally, his face twitched all over. He looked at the boy and wondered if he was using some magic weapon to record this scene.

It also recorded the giant Fusang tree, and there was no guarantee that the scene of him bewitching the younger generation of the Golden Crow would also be recorded...

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you to silence you..."

Taoist Zhunti looked around with a gloomy gaze, holding back his anger. At this moment, he really wanted to kill.

Murong Ji smiled gently, "It's not necessary. They are just a few golden lotuses of merit. The two senior brothers from the West cleared the earth veins, and the merits of the heavenly way gathered into the pool water. How could we offend the Holy Mother for a few lotuses?"

Murong Ji calmly put away the magic weapon and looked at the Taoist in front of him with a gentle face.

He had no idea how powerful Nuwa was, but as the first person to become a saint after Hongjun, she was able to throw Houtu so far away. How could she be so easy?
As for these two siblings, Fuxi shocked him enough, but as for Nuwa... Murong Ji still doesn't know how powerful she is.

She achieved enlightenment one Yuanhui earlier than the other saints, which is 129,600 years earlier. If Murong Ji could live that long, he would have robbed the Zixiao Palace long ago.

"Haha! Little boy... My nephew is really not afraid of death. Okay, I will give you three sixth-grade golden lotuses."

"Thank you, saint."

"Hmph!" Taoist Zhunti turned and left.

Murong Ji watched him leave, his brows slightly furrowed. This saint was indeed a little different from what he had remembered. Coming to his senses, he realized that the task had been completed, so he said no more and flew out quickly on his sword.

These days, we have been collecting resources. No one knows where the ten Golden Crows have gone. We have to follow them and use the Tai Chi diagram to conceal the secret and prevent Emperor Jun from finding them.

Thinking of this, Murong Ji's sword-riding speed increased a bit.

After a few days, they arrived at the edge of the East China Sea. At a glance, they saw ten streams of light playing on the edge of the East China Sea. At this moment, they were probably flying towards the direction of the human race.

Murong Ji secretly exhaled a breath, flew after him on his sword, and activated the Tai Chi diagram to conceal the secret.

After all, these ten golden crows were young and immature, and once they started playing, they forgot everything and didn't care about the life and death of the creatures below.

Wherever they passed, there was severe drought, cracked land, dead everything, and even ignited endless wildfires. If you stay in one place for a while.

A large number of lives died, the river dried up, and the fish under the water flapped their wings and were scalded to death on the ground.

Countless water monsters were killed in an instant.

Not only did the mountains and rivers wither, a large amount of earth energy was burned away, and the rocks turned into magma, flowing freely...

After they got tired of playing and left, the temperature here slowly dropped. When they looked again, it was an endless dead land.

Murong Ji glanced at him calmly, then followed on his sword.

Half a month later, Murong Ji looked at the border of Huaxu Kingdom in front of him, took a deep breath, and from a distance, began to activate the Xuanhuojian to absorb the true fire of the sun around Huaxu Kingdom.

As soon as the formation was activated, ten suns flew across the sky and the temperature in Huaxu Kingdom rose instantly.

Soon, the grass leaves turned yellow. Even though the Xuanhuojian absorbed the sun's true fire, the strong sunlight still affected some animals and plants.

The temperature continued to rise. Wherever the ten Golden Crows passed, there was deathly silence and desolation. They flew over Murong Ji's head and into the territory of Huaxu Kingdom.

With the protection of the formation, Huaxu Kingdom was fine.

Murong Ji stood on the hill, looking at the ten streams of light playing in the sky with a gloomy look.

Coming back to his senses, he looked at the entire Huaxu Kingdom. The endless true fire of the sun was gathered by the formation and all absorbed into the Xuanhuojian.

Then he waved his hand, and a man walked up from the hill, bowed to Murong Ji and clasped his fists: "Your Majesty."

"Go and tell Dayi if he dares to kill Di Jun's son. If he does, take the dragon and snake bow and chase the ten suns."

Murong Ji immediately thought of something and said again, "Ask that rough fellow Kuafu to replace Dayi in guarding Chentang Pass! If he can't do it well, he can go back to Zhoushan and eat dirt! I will tell Houtu about it and take it as Houtu's wish."

After he finished speaking, Murong Ji waved his hand, motioning him to go down and do the work.

"Yes, my king, I will take my leave."

Murong Ji looked up at the ten golden crows in the sky again and murmured, "Hou Yi doesn't have a lover now, right?! Probably not, right?"

Doesn't that mean Chang'e is gone? ! !

There was a severe drought in the territory of Huaxu State.

After Emperor Jun attacked Huaxu State, countless earth veins were detonated. For Huaxu State, most of the places suitable for human habitation were constantly hit by floods.

The current drought is actually a good thing as it temporarily alleviates the disaster.

This also gave Murong Ji time to provide disaster relief, otherwise, such a large amount of food would not be something Murong Ji could provide.

He looked down at himself and saw calamity energy permeating his whole body. Murong Ji would have to bear a trace of calamity energy for every life that died as a result of the Golden Crow's playfulness.

Murong Ji slightly raised the corner of his mouth, took a breath, and sucked the calamity energy into his mouth, turning it into his own foundation.

At this time, above the sky, the ten golden crows also discovered the abnormality below.

After being stunned for a moment, he asked, "Big Brother, Second Brother, why didn't the human race below get burned to death by us?"

No one answered. They couldn't figure it out. After a long silence, a voice rang out, "I don't know. Maybe the Sun Fire we released wasn't strong enough..."

"How about we release some more?"

"it's not good……"

"Why is it bad? The human race is the enemy of our demon race. This counts as killing the enemy!"

(End of this chapter)