Chapter 905: Only when you go in can you do something

The vast underground fortune is enough for the witch clan to survive and regain their position as the protagonist of this world.

A war between the human race and the witch race is inevitable.

Even if it was discovered by Hou Tu, Murong Ji didn't think it was a big deal. I haven't become a saint, so how can I know that the luck of the earth is so prosperous? !
"Tsk~ Hou Tu is not easy to fool." Murong Ji paused, his face somewhat helpless. He therefore did not like dealing with smart women.

You may be able to fool people for a while, but there will always be a day when you will be exposed.

What to do then?!

Murong Ji thought about it carefully and concluded that as long as the war between his witch clan and the human race was controlled to a certain extent, there would still be room for discussion.

Then, Murong Ji suddenly had an idea in his mind. If the Wu clan and the human clan intermarry, after several or dozens of generations, who would know whether you are a Wu clan or a human clan? ! What the hell!
Murong Ji collected his thoughts and walked towards Xuan Du's courtyard.

It's approaching midnight.

Murong Ji quietly entered Xuan Du's yard, opened his eyes, confirmed Xuan Du's room, and quietly blew a tube of sleeping pills into it.

In this world, Murong Ji is the ancestor of alchemy and medicine. No matter you are a Golden Immortal or a Quasi-Sage, you have to pour it for me.

Saint... never tried...

What’s more, it is Xuandu of Taiyi Jinxian!
Murong Ji pushed open the door, walked in, and looked around Xuan Du's room, but found no trace of the Tai Chi diagram. He then searched Xuan Du's storage ring and devouring bag, but found nothing.

"Hey, that's really weird..."

Murong Ji frowned slightly, but his eyes fell on Xuandu's Dantian. Didn't he tell him about the method of using a weapon to calm the body? !
Then, he pointed a finger at Xuan Du's forehead and indeed found the trace of the Tai Chi diagram.

After finding the Tai Chi diagram, he quietly left the yard, spoke to Hou Tu, and quickly flew out of the city.

After leaving the capital, Murong Ji suddenly stopped, thought carefully, and decided to leave the Xuanhuojian behind.

If those Golden Crows come here, they can also use the Xuanhuojian to absorb the true fire of the sun.

Then, he glanced at the moonlight in the sky. He was not sure whether the person on the moon could discover his purpose.

Then, he used the Tai Chi diagram to cover up his body shape, and then used the Tai Chi diagram to erase his own traces.

He flew rapidly towards the East China Sea on his sword.

According to legend, there is a Tang Valley outside the East China Sea. In the valley there is a sacred tree called Fusang, on which live ten golden crows, who are the ten foolish sons of Emperor Jun.

Murong Ji sank his mind, wanting to wear down the luck of the demon clan, but his ten stupid sons made a breakthrough.

Don’t say that the disaster will not affect your family. When slaughtering the human race, did Emperor Jun ever spare the innocent people, young and old?

At this point, it's either you die or I die.

The survival of the Wu clan depends on Hou Tu's thoughts, and the survival of the human race also depends on one's own thoughts, right?
In the original mythology, what is the human race in the eyes of the gods and Buddhas?
Nowadays, the situation of the human race is developing very well. The strength of five innate humans, including Xuandu and Xuannv, has reached the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

There are also hundreds of True Immortals and tens of thousands of Celestial Immortals. The foundation of the human race is gradually deepening. This has been the case for a hundred years, so what about thousands of years? Tens of thousands of years?

In this situation, Murong Ji will not be merciful. If something unexpected happens, the situation of the human race will be overturned in an instant.

Furthermore, he is not a modest gentleman to begin with. Isn't it embarrassing to ask a villain to have moral standards? !
For several days, Murong Ji was wandering on the coast of the East China Sea, but he did not see any Golden Crow coming out to play.

Without saying anything more, he flew his sword towards the East China Sea. At a glance, the sea and the sky seemed to be connected as if it was boundless. Murong Ji stood with his hands behind his back and walked eastward, and eastward again.

They flew on the sword for five days at a fairly fast speed. Only Kunpeng was slightly faster than Murong in crossing the East China Sea in five days. The further east they flew, the longer the days became, until finally there was no night at all.

Not long after, Murong Ji took a look and was stunned for a moment. He really saw the giant tree that reached the sky and the earth on the horizon.

Fuso!

Seeing this giant Fusang tree was as shocking as the thousand-year-old sacred tree that Murong Ji saw in the Death Swamp.

Even from such a distance, at first glance, it feels like it is blocking out the sky.

It was as shocking as if he had seen the entire mountain for the first time, except that there were no clouds above the tree trunks. It was all space that had been burned and deformed by the scorching temperature.

As Murong Ji flew closer on his sword, the Fusang tree grew bigger. When it was still thousands of miles away, all that was left in front of Murong Ji was a wooden wall.

A large amount of seawater sublimated, and Murong Ji could already see countless sea salt condensing into reef islands.

"My goodness, this tree is not used to balance the water vapor between land and sea, right?!"

The exact amount of seawater evaporation cannot be seen, but it is definitely a terrifying number. All this water vapor will be dispersed throughout the wilderness.

Murong Ji flew forward on his sword. The temperature was getting higher and higher, and even his current physical condition and cultivation level made it difficult to endure.

"It seems that there is a giant tree in every world." Murong Ji was not sure what the connection was, and couldn't figure it out. Trees look ordinary, but actually... they are also ordinary.

The ten innate spiritual roots all have powerful roots and foundations, but very few of them have transformed. No, almost none. The only one, Zhunti Taoist, is still a suspect. Thinking back to the ancient tree he saw in the Zhu Xian world, it almost overturned Murong Ji's cognition. Later, he also saw various ancient trees in other worlds.

Only later did I realize that trees seem to occupy a very important position in the world.

Now, Murong Ji saw the legendary Fusang again, and he couldn't help but think about it.

He had never seen the ten great spiritual roots in the world. This was the first time he saw them. The majestic vitality and rich rhyme of the avenue of fire really made Murong Ji greedy.

The Way of Fire was the foundation for him, and the sacred Fusang Tree was a rare treasure for him.

If he had such a hibiscus tree by his side and meditated on it every day, it would be of great benefit to his spiritual practice.

It really doesn't make sense that they are born sacred and favored by heaven. The things they are born with cannot be touched by acquired creatures, and even if they take a look at them, they have no chance.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji continued to fly towards the Fusang tree with his sword. With his dark eyes, he discovered that this place called Tanggu was actually a huge underwater basin.

The hibiscus tree is located right in the center of this basin.

[This basin was probably burned by this tree! ]

The closer he got to the Fusang tree, the hotter the rich solar fire became. Murong was very sure that this tree was inextricably linked to the sun.

How can other spiritual roots of heaven and earth emit the true fire of the sun? The true fire of the sun is something that only the sun itself has.

[Emperor Jun of the East can emit the true fire of the sun. He was born from the sun, so he stood out among the innate saints. Otherwise, with their fighting power...]

The temperature on the sun is so high that it can melt almost everything in the world.

It is for this reason that the Sun True Fire of the Emperor and the East Emperor is extremely powerful among all the flames in the prehistoric world.

Anyone who has fought against them has suffered at their hands.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, Murong Ji realized why Emperor Jun Donghuang was so useless when fighting against him... It seemed that he was restraining the true fire of the sun...

Murong Ji understood instantly... The innate sacredness also has limitations. They are born with their own avenues, but the avenues as a whole are about mutual generation and restraint, and no one avenue will be dominant.

While enjoying the advantages brought by the innate Dao, one is also restricted by the laws of the Dao. At the very least, one will be restricted if one does not reach the realm of a saint.

"I restrain Di Jun and Dong Huang, just like Di Jun's Sun Fate restrains Dong Wang Gong's Shao Yang Fate..."

"I told you, if Emperor Jun Donghuang only had this much ability, he probably wouldn't be able to sit in this position."

Murong Ji stopped in mid-air, looking at the flame defenses in front of him. This was a formation and also a means of protecting the ten Golden Crows.

It is not difficult to break the formation, but it is very difficult to do so without alerting Emperor Jun.

Murong Ji thought about it carefully, but there was no good way. He had to look at the overall picture of the formation before he could decide.

Then, Yu Jian circled around the Fusang tree.

After turning the other half of the circle, he glanced and saw a figure standing in the void not far away. Like him, he was standing outside the Tang Valley, staring blankly at the hibiscus tree inside.

Murong Ji's heart sank and he disappeared in an instant, slowly falling deep underwater. He opened his eyes and looked at the figure.

Murong Ji was somewhat stunned, and looking at the man's expression, he was a little confused for a moment.

saint!

Murong Ji carefully examined the Tai Chi diagram, and only breathed a sigh of relief after he was sure that the Tai Chi diagram had completely wiped out his aura.

The water in this soup valley was extremely hot, burning Murong Ji's skin so much that it felt painful and red. If he hadn't brought the Xuanhuojian with him, he wouldn't have been able to feel any temperature at all.

Looking up again, he saw that the man was trying to break the formation, and Murong Ji suddenly had an idea.

I roughly understood who this person was, one of the two saints in the West. The people Murong Ji came into contact with all had a good opinion of the two saints in the West.

The faces of those villains were different from what he remembered. From Fuxi to Hongyun, everyone had a good impression of them.

Murong Ji had never met them in person, so he didn't dare to jump to conclusions about what kind of people they were like, so he should still be on guard.

After coming back to his senses and watching that person carefully observing the formation, it seemed that he had no way to deal with the formation set up by Di Jun.

He wanted to force his way in, but was burned back alive by the sun's true fire, looking very embarrassed.

How can I do anything if I can’t get in?
Murong Ji was shocked, and only then he realized that the solar true fire of the brothers Di Jun and Dong Huang didn't seem to be that weak!

Even against a saint, there is a certain amount of damage. [No wonder Emperor Jun Donghuang can hit Nuwa's face and cut off Nuwa's retreat...]

Murong Ji thought about it carefully and found it reasonable. After all, the sun was transformed from the eyeball of the great god Pangu.

(End of this chapter)