Chapter 180: Set off for Southern Xinjiang

Sometimes, the difference in status will be highlighted in all aspects even if the parties involved intentionally restrain themselves.

It has nothing to do with character, but the different environments and atmospheres that the two people live in. The environment that Zeng Shushu grew up in gave him a natural advantage over others.

It's like, a person thinks poverty is not having a million in cash. But in reality? A person with a million can live a colorful life.

Murong Ji looked at Zeng Shushu and knew that he was dissatisfied with his rejection of him.

It can be seen that he is not a domineering person, and he is willing to be close to him, but the "friendliness" he displays makes people uncomfortable.

Before Murong Ji could speak, Zeng Shushu took the lead and said, "I heard that you became a disciple of Uncle Tian? I guess you have been studying Taoism for a few years. Shall we have a competition?"

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Zeng Shushu's irrepressible confidence, and asked, "How is Senior Brother Zeng's practice?"

"Fifth level of Jade Purity."

Murong Ji was very satisfied with this whetstone. He nodded, said no more, and directly started to do the three-body stance.

Zeng Shushu curled the corners of his mouth, and the smile on his face became even brighter, "Junior brother, be careful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he pounced on him.

[He never used magic weapons, nor did he use magic to bully others. He is still a good person.] Murong Ji thought to himself, and then went to watch his improved moves.

The moves and routines are not complicated, but simple and practical, and each move is learned from life and death.

As soon as the two fought, Murong Ji figured out Zeng Shushu's background.

The moves were powerful, but Zeng Shushu lacked combat experience.

After a few moves, Murong Ji frowned slightly, [The moves in the Zhu Xian world are really not worse than those in the previous life! ]

He suppressed his thoughts, blocked Zeng Shushu's palm strike, and asked with a smile, "Senior Brother Zeng, have you ever been defeated?"

Zeng Shushu: “???”

The next moment, Murong Ji used a move of catching the moon from the bottom of the sea to break his balance, lifted him up suddenly and threw him to the ground.

"Ouch!"

This time, he fell quite hard. Zeng Shushu took a long time to get up. He was a little angry and blamed Murong Ji for hitting him so hard, but in the end he didn't get angry.

"Brother Zeng, I want to see the exquisiteness of the magic, I hope you can help me."

Zeng Shushu rubbed his butt and looked at Murong Ji with a look of surprise. His fall seemed to have broken his arrogance towards Murong Ji.

"Exquisite magic? I haven't learned it yet! Junior Brother Murong, don't you know how to be gentler? Ouch~"

Murong Ji smiled slightly, "I heard that Senior Brother Zeng likes rare and exotic animals? I wonder if he has any experience in identifying items?"

As he spoke, Murong Ji extended his hand and motioned for him to sit down.

Zeng Shushu sat down on the stone bench with a cry of "ouch" again, and it took him a long time to finally sit firmly.

"Of course, you've asked the right person." Zeng Shushu looked at Murong Ji and said, "What do you want me to see?"

Murong Ji stood up, walked to another corner of the yard, and threw the iron plate directly onto the stone table.

Zeng Shushu was speechless. He thought it was something good. Just as he was about to scold him, he said, "It's just this broken thing..."

Suddenly I was stunned. This thing is quite interesting.

After taking a closer look, he said, "This looks like meteorite from outer space."

Murong Ji frowned slightly. Some meteorite irons are just garbage. There are very few meteorite irons like the prototype of the soul-stealing stick.

In fact, there is only one such weapon in the entire Zhu Xian world. And Zhang Xiaofan got it just like that. Are you envious? It was given to him by the sacrifice of nine clans.

"Is it valuable?"

"Valuable..." Zeng Shushu answered casually, and then he was stunned, "What is it worth? ! Meteorite! You can't buy it even if you have money!"

Murong Ji's eyes lit up, and he said, what could be so ordinary that the Vajra Bracelet would take a fancy to it?

Zeng Shushu frowned and shook his head. "It doesn't seem to be that. But I seem to have seen this handwriting somewhere before. Wait for me to go back and check it out..."

Murong Ji knew that he had a lot of miscellaneous books there, and he didn't know when he would find another opportunity to go down the mountain.

He asked directly: "Just tell me, can this thing be used to refine magic weapons?"

"Yes, it is possible. The quality is pretty good. We just need to find some matching materials."

Murong Ji nodded and put the iron plate aside. "Senior Brother Zeng is very knowledgeable. Can you tell me where to find the remaining spiritual materials?"

Zeng Shushu smiled slightly, looking somewhat proud, "Hehe, Yuqing level 4, going down the mountain to gain experience, right?"

Murong Ji nodded, "Senior Brother Zeng guessed correctly."

Zeng Shushu looked Murong Ji up and down, then sucked his teeth and asked, "Are you really at the fourth level of Yuqing?"

"Yes, it can't be faked."

Zeng Shushu's mouth twitched, "With such good qualifications, why did you choose to join Dazhu Peak?!"

Murong Ji was stunned. Good aptitude? Not necessarily. Master Tian Buyi had already set the standard very low when accepting disciples.

Apart from the eldest brother Song Daren, the one with the best qualifications is the sixth brother Du Bishu. However, Du Bishu's qualifications are not even as good as those of the outer disciples in Tongtian Peak and Longshou Peak. Tian Buyi has lowered the requirements to the point of maintaining the inheritance of the Taoist tradition.

Then the person he called "having good qualifications" was only slightly better than his sixth senior brother, whose qualifications were "good qualifications".

[Even if I put myself in Fenghui Peak, I may not be able to obtain the complete skills. ]

His current combat power and accumulation were fed by the elixirs from Dazhu Peak. His master Tian Buyi had extremely high requirements for refining elixirs, and some of the slag and waste elixirs went into his stomach.

If this were to happen on other peaks, I would probably still be thinking about how to obtain resources.

At Fenghui Peak, who knows which elder taught him. At Dazhu Peak, it was Tian Buyi who taught him step by step.

Moreover, direct disciples are different from ordinary disciples.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji said, "Senior Brother Zeng is very knowledgeable, do you know any strange places where spiritual materials and spiritual minerals can be obtained?"

"A strange place? I do know something about it. There are places suitable for refining materials for magic weapons..." Zeng Shushu thought about it carefully.

Then he said, "I heard that there is a dead soul abyss under the ancient cave of ten thousand bats, which contains countless rare treasures, but... with your strength, you can't come back if you go there."

"Hey? It would be better to go to Shiwandashan."

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, half lying on the stone table and asked, "Brother Zeng, what do you say?"

"The Shiwan Mountains is a treasure land. You don't need to look for any treasures or spiritual materials there. It is under the control of Fenxiang Valley, so it is relatively safe for someone of your strength."

"I heard that there is a market in the Shiwandashan Mountains where you can buy all kinds of mineral materials and spiritual medicines, and the prices are relatively cheap."

Murong Ji thought for a moment and realized that he was not strong enough now and should not waste time. The Shiwan Mountains was indeed a good place to go.

"In that case, we have to go there."

Zeng Shushu nodded in response and pressed his magic weapon onto the table. Afraid that Murong Ji couldn't see it, he deliberately pushed it towards him.

"Oh, what a pity! I have developed a connection with the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon Xuanyuan Sword. Otherwise, I would have taken this opportunity to go out for a walk."

Murong Ji was silent for a while, and suddenly realized that the blow he had just thrown was not light.

Murong Ji pulled him aside to talk about his views on Tai Chi Xuan Qing Taoism, and they complemented each other.

Just like a sponge that absorbs water, he kept asking Zeng Shushu questions, over and over again, until Zeng Shushu realized that if he didn't go back, he would be caught by his senior brothers from the Discipline Hall.

Then he shook off Murong Ji's hand and hurried back to the mountain.

Murong Ji stayed at home for a few days and heard from his father Murong Yunhai that Zeng Shushu returned to the mountain late and was caught by the elders of the Discipline Hall. He was taken to the Discipline Hall and beaten violently, and finally taken back by his father with a gloomy face.

After returning home, he was beaten up again by Zeng Shuchang. Murong Ji lamented the misfortune of Senior Brother Zeng and asked someone to bring him a letter of apology...

Murong Yunhai found a caravan heading south to the Shiwan Mountains.

After finding out the date of their departure, Murong Yunhai hurriedly took him to meet the leader of the caravan.

"Brother Li, this is my son. He is young and ignorant, so please take care of him along the way." Murong Yunhai bowed deeply.

Murong Ji followed suit and bowed very obediently. After standing up, he called out "Uncle Li" nicely.

The man stood in front of Murong Ji and his son without dodging or avoiding them. He accepted their greetings and waited until the two men stood up before saying, "Brother Murong, you are too polite. What kind of friendship do we have?"

"Even if I don't want the goods, I will still send my nephew to his destination."

"Brother Li, what you said..." As he spoke, Murong Yunhai quietly stuffed a small bag the size of a palm into Deacon Li's hand.

The two smiled at each other knowingly.

Deacon Li changed the subject and said, "However, Brother Murong, speaking of this, my nephew must listen to my instructions along the way."

"sure."

After the greetings, Murong Yunhai asked about what needed to be prepared, then took Murong Ji away.

Along the way, he kept giving instructions.

"This Deacon Li is the shopkeeper of the Liangyin Li family. He is in charge of the Li family's trade route from north to south. You must be careful when you follow him. Don't just listen to him."

At this point, Murong Yunhai suddenly stopped, looked at him solemnly and said, "If you sense any danger, you must leave the team immediately, understand?"

"People from aristocratic families are ruthless in their pursuit of justice."

Murong Ji nodded in agreement. He couldn't describe the feeling in his heart. Everything was arranged for him without him having to worry about anything. The concern came from all aspects and it touched his heart.

"Dad, I remembered it."

After returning home, Murong Yunhai rummaged through the drawers and found a emerald green sword, and handed it to Murong Ji.

"This is the sword I used at the beginning. It can't be considered a magic weapon, but it's a little better than those iron swords. Just use it for now."

"Daddy, then you..."

"Hey, silly boy, I don't need your father anymore. He's just a useless thing in my hands. Well, go and have a rest. We should set off tomorrow."

Noon the next day.

Murong Ji was sitting on a donkey cart carrying goods. He looked back and found that Heyang City had disappeared.

(End of this chapter)