Chapter 822: Don’t pay attention to him, just let him be.

In Murong Ji's memory, these two children have hardly walked since they learned how to fly swords.

This time, Murong Ji had walked thousands of miles. After a few months, his patience was exhausted. "Hey! Tell me, what's going on?"

Chen Li then said, "Dad, I supervised the construction of a prison to detain the demons. This time, my mother and I facilitated the implementation of the legal system between humans and demons."

"The times have changed. We need laws to constrain the relationship and behavior between humans and monsters. Having a prison is indeed very important. You are the best weapon refining master in the world. If you are in charge of building it..."

Murong Ji nodded: "Well, not bad, you know how to do things. Where do you plan to build it?"

Chen Li scratched his head and murmured, "I don't know yet. You need to decide on this matter."

Murong Ji nodded and said no more. He continued walking forward, neither hurriedly nor slowly. He neither agreed nor disagreed. The two children could only follow behind him, waiting for Murong Ji to speak.

Not long after, a city appeared in front of them. Murong Ji went in to have a meal, then returned to Qingyun Mountain with his two children.

After meeting Huang Shiren on Qingyun Mountain, Murong Ji decided on a location.

It was located in a deep mountain six hundred miles south of Tianxuan City. It was easy to defend but difficult to attack, and was the most suitable location for imprisoning the demon race.

After deciding on the location, Chen Li began to undertake a series of tasks, including arranging personnel and other chores.

Murong Ji took advantage of this time to draw out the layout of the prison, as well as the required formation patterns and weapon patterns. From defense deployment to management, many aspects needed to be considered.

After dealing with a series of things, Murong Ji put down his pen, pondered for a moment, then picked up the pen again and wrote four big words: Huntian Prison.

The construction started very quickly, with the help of a lot of Ruhua, which saved a lot of manpower in many physical labors.

Many disciples from the Dao League came to visit and learn. There were very few projects like this one that Murong Ji personally presided over, so it was extremely rare for them to see the world.

It took three years to build the Huntian Prison. The prison was divided into two floors, one yin and one yang. All the prisoners in the yin prison were on death row.

When building this prison, Murong Ji thought to himself that it would be better to make good use of these demon prisoners on death row and figure out their talents and magical powers to enrich the human race's foundation.

As for Yang Prison, it is used to detain prisoners who have served their sentences, but no problems can occur.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, and decided to make Yang Prison a little more useless. What if? What if a demon escapes from prison? Wouldn't that mean the punishment would be increased? Wouldn't it be better to have more death row prisoners to study?

What Murong Ji didn't expect was that the first batch of members were sent over very quickly. There were a total of thirteen monsters, six of whom were death row prisoners.

Murong Ji took a quick glance and led the six death row prisoners into the Yin Prison, commanding the jailer to lock up their demonic powers and collarbones and put them in cells.

Before leaving, Murong Ji took a separate look at the monster with only one eye, then asked for the list information, glanced at it, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, One-eyed God.

Murong Ji had not had much exposure to pupil techniques. He had only been exposed to the Yang family's Heavenly Eye and the Jade Clan's Spiritual Eyes.

Secondly, it is his own pair of pale eyes. It can be said that there is still a blank in the research on pupil techniques.

The Yang family and the Jade Clan are both closely related to Murong Ji, so it is difficult to start. This pair of Cang Eyes has been studied thoroughly enough, and it would be a pity if there is no other material...

But this one-eyed god is different. His innate magical power is pupil technique. According to the records in the information, its power is quite powerful.

Don't be fooled by his ugly appearance, his natural supernatural powers are not weak at all, and are even better than Yang family's Heavenly Eye.

After returning to his residence, Murong Ji just sat down at the table when he was suddenly startled. His "garbage bag" had run away! ?
That black fox, the black fox named Bai Yao Mo Jun, ran away?
Murong Ji still felt it was a pity, because the innate magical power of this black fox was not simple, although it was a method that Feng Xi had researched based on Murong Ji's own research.

What Murong Ji was most concerned about was touching upon the level of 'going against one's innate nature'.

Based on this point alone, Feng Xi has the qualifications and possibility to reach the Anti-Void Realm. If she continues to explore this aspect, it will only be a matter of time before she enters the Return-Void Realm.

Murong Ji felt a little headache for a moment. He rubbed his forehead and felt a little regretful. He thought it would be better if he just crushed the Lord of Hundred Demons to death.

Compared with humans, the demon race has innate advantages. Their long lifespan is their greatest asset. Because of this, they can go further in their cultivation.

Although there are many geniuses in the human race, these geniuses often do not live to that time. For example, Wang Quan Fugui, if he were allowed to live another ten or dozens of years, perhaps he could also reach the realm of anti-voidness.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs. Many grassroots disciples are gradually becoming stronger, and the lack of high-level combat power is a natural disadvantage of the human race.

That night, Murong Ji commanded the elites of the Taoist Alliance to detain the Single-Eyed God in a secret room, and then began a series of research and experiments. As for the other monsters, Murong Ji did not let them go either, and four of them died in just three days.

Murong Ji wrote down the experimental records and placed them on the bookshelf. Then, he walked out of the Huntian Prison with his hands behind his back. He felt a little moldy after not having been exposed to the sun for several days.

In the following months, Murong Ji showed some mercy to the One-eyed God. This guy was of great value and worthy of in-depth study. The underlying logic of his pupil technique had not been thoroughly studied.

But there was no need to worry. Murong Ji lived a leisurely life in the Huntian Prison and even felt happy for a while.

When I have nothing to do, I feel comfortable chatting with Tushan Rongrong about Black Fox.

The key to breaking through the realm is at hand, but Murong Ji is not in a hurry. At his point, there is no point in being anxious. He has stretched the realm of Tai Chi Xuan Qing Taoism infinitely, and is now at the peak of the ninth level of Shang Qing. One more step is the Tai Qing realm, which means entering the realm of returning to the void.

This is a long process, which may take several years or even decades. Murong Ji may not be able to find the answer until his death. However, there is no shortcut.

Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao Fa is an old actor, and Murong Ji has changed it countless times.

The initial Taiqing state is a transcendent state after breaking through the limits of the human body.

Later, it reached the pinnacle of living beings, but the current Taiqing realm has reached the level of returning to the void where heaven and earth are one.

Murong Ji could even think that after he broke through and returned to the void, he would have to change the realm of Tai Chi Xuan Qing Taoism again and bring the Tai Qing realm to the threshold of He Dao.

The future Taiqing realm is the Hedao realm. Even after the Hedao realm, the nine heavens, after crossing the threshold of the Transcendent Great Dao, there is still a long way to go.

Even though it was out of reach, Murong Ji was not in a hurry. At his point, it was not easy to move forward, and he knew how difficult each step was.

He slowly exhaled a breath of foul air. Suddenly, a Dao League disciple came over and said, "Master Warden, an important prisoner has been detained. Please go and sign for him."

Murong Ji raised his head and took a glance. He had an impression of the disciple in front of him. He was originally a captain of police, but for some reason he was sent to this Huntian Prison.

Murong Ji yawned and stood up. This person was the first batch of people to test the magical powers of the demon race that he had researched on humans, and the results were good.

The sense of smell is extremely sensitive, and it can be inherited from the blood. The results of Murong Ji's experiments over the years have some effect. These jailers have some skills.

"Go report to that brat tomorrow and let him arrange a future for you."

Murong Ji yawned and walked towards the entrance of Huntian Prison. Behind him, the young man had an excitement that he couldn't suppress. How could he not know that the brat Murong Ji mentioned was none other than the leader of Taoist Alliance, Chen Li.

"Thank you for your cultivation, sir. Lu Heng will follow your lead in the future."

Murong Ji waved his hand, not wanting to pay attention. At his level, he didn't need anyone to serve him. His words represented the will of the human race.

When he arrived at the door, he glanced at the serious criminals being escorted in and confirmed that they were all going to be executed. Only then did Murong Ji become interested and had them taken to the Yin Prison and began to study them excitedly.

In a few days, he thoroughly studied them from meridians to exercises and then to innate magical powers, sorted them out into the exercises of the human race, and even the magical powers that can be inherited, and recorded them in a notebook.

Then, he stretched, and before he put down his arms, he heard someone reporting outside the house.

"Sir, the leader has sent another group of disciples to manage the Huntian Prison. You are required to sign for them."

Murong Ji was stunned, his mouth twitching, before he realized that the brat had bad intentions, and he, his biological father, had become a tool for him to train his team!

But it’s okay. The child has made progress, which is a happy thing after all. He knows how to use his own manpower to contain the group of aristocratic families in the Taoist Alliance, and knows how to use his own resources to maximize benefits.

As for my father, just use him. After all, I still care about my own children.

Counting the time, another year had passed. After Murong Ji finished handling all the affairs in the Huntian Prison, he went to Tushan.

As soon as he arrived at Tushan, he saw a cow ghost hurriedly leaving Tushan. Murong Ji had an impression of him. He was one of Tushan Rongrong's disciples, Yan Ruyu.

I was a little stunned for a moment. According to the progress that Tu Shan Rongrong taught, this guy didn't seem to have completed his apprenticeship? !
Just as he was about to grab him back, Tu Shan Rong Rong gently landed beside Murong Ji and pressed his hand down, "Don't pay attention to him, just let him go."

Murong Ji frowned slightly. There was a rule in Qingyun Sect that disciples were not allowed to go down the mountain until their cultivation reached the fourth level of Yuqing. If their cultivation was not up to par, they would die in vain if they went down the mountain.

"Yan Ruyu's character is flawed. She cares too much about her appearance. It's hard to find her wild nature. It would be better for her to go out and gain some experience..."

(End of this chapter)