Chapter 586: Who is in charge of this campaign?
Murong Ji didn't look back, waved his hand, and replied with only three words, "It depends on my mood!"

The wooden man was stunned for a moment, and he touched his head awkwardly. He couldn't guess Murong Ji's thoughts. After thinking about it, he decided to be shameless for once and shouted loudly, "Young sir, thank you first!"

With a "thump", he knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Murong Ji's back.

The sound of banging came from behind him, and Murong Ji sighed lightly. He had fulfilled this fate and also left a good relationship for his descendants.

Murong Ji remained silent and did not respond to him.

After getting on the official road, Murong Ji felt a little disappointed again, "Old Huang, you said that a person who was originally so upright has now learned to be so roundabout. It's really...'It is said that the heart of an old friend is easily changed'."

Huang Shiren mooed twice and continued on his way.

"Looking back at the prosperity, it seems like a dream, and the remaining life is left to the stormy waves. Don't cry or laugh when the willows are dark and the flowers are bright, for the good results in your heart can be proud..."

The tender Peking Opera singing voices sounded, pleasant to the ears. But there was a sense of vicissitudes. Although he looked like a child on the outside, he seemed to be very old on the inside.

After leaving Tianxuan City, Murong Ji headed north towards Beishan.

He walked neither fast nor slow, just leisurely, stopping and starting. He didn't know when he would reach Beishan, and he didn't need to know.

Look at the mountains and rivers, customs and people of this world, and the consequences of the evil alliance.

The most important thing is to find the answer, how did Chen Quan come back to life.

Murong Ji felt that when Xiao Wancheng went north, he met a creature outside the circle. That creature had some special characteristics that caused Xiao Wancheng's temperament to change drastically and also gave him some special abilities.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji yawned, walked on the official road, and looked at the caravans in front of him. There were quite a few coming and going.

Murong Ji felt that since the creature outside the circle appeared in the circle, its strength must have been greatly weakened. Maybe, he could still find a loophole.

There is no way. There are very few top-quality spiritual materials in this world, and most of them have turned into monsters. It is not easy to find those suitable for refining magic weapons.

Five years passed quickly.

Murong Ji's journey northward had finally come to an end.

Looking up at the name of the city, it is Jubei City.

These three words were written with sharp strokes, and there was a hint of murderous intent in their vigor. The person who wrote these words was obviously a highly accomplished swordsman.

This city is huge and its walls are exceptionally tall.

In Murong Ji's impression, apart from Tianxuan City, Jubei City can be said to be the largest city.

At the same time, this is an important rear command center for the human race’s expedition against the Beishan Demon Kingdom, so it is naturally not small.

This place is the closest place to the Beishan Demon Kingdom, but it is still a long way from the Beishan territory.

We entered the city and rested for a few days.

The further north you go, the more intense the conflicts between humans and demons become.

The conflict and mutual hatred between humans and demons was not what he had imagined before.

That was a conflict between the top leaders of both sides.

The villagers at the lower level are not so bad, as there are many places where humans and demons live together.

For ordinary human beings and ordinary monsters, they have to live their lives the same way.

The most radical group is the monks. Some of them come here just to kill monsters, and they wish to wipe out all the monsters in the world.

Many of their relatives, friends, and brothers died at the hands of the monsters. The treatment of monsters was more than cruel.

Anyone who secretly hides a monster will be killed without mercy!

Some people are here specifically to kill monsters, simply for the sake of resources for cultivation.

Murong Ji turned his head and took a look at Huang Shiren after his transformation. He looked like a human being, and there was no demonic aura on him. Under the fluctuation of spiritual energy, no one would think that he was a bull demon.

"Master, why are you looking at me like that? It's so creepy..."

Murong Ji came back to his senses and shook his head gently. The North was in chaos. How chaotic was it? How much of the chaos was caused by those monks?
Many humans were slaughtered by the demons, and many were killed by human cultivators. The situation of ordinary humans was even worse than that in the world of Zhu Xian.

Born in the lower class, the life of a mortal is not a life, but a speck of dust that sets off the superiority of the disciples of the Taoist Alliance.

The most ironic thing is that Murong Ji didn't kill many monsters along the way, but he killed quite a few people.

The Taoist Alliance's rules and regulations seemed to not exist here, and every member of the Taoist Alliance seemed to have his or her own set of rules and regulations.

Be lenient in disciplining yourself and be strict in disciplining others.

What those monks have done is too numerous to list. It is truly a miracle that the northern border has not been lost yet.

Murong Ji killed his way here, and the precepts and rules he followed were based on the Quanzhen Sect's rules of being second only to one person. No Taoist could be qualified.

Five days later, Murong Ji opened up a Qiheng Mansion in the barren mountains outside the city as a place for retreat, and asked Huang Shiren to keep an eye on the movements in the city. Several months passed in a hurry.

Murong Ji opened his eyes in the cave and slowly exhaled a breath of foul air. The foul air was hot, and in an instant, it evaporated the damp cave into an extremely dry state, and the soil cracked.

A burning smell gradually filled the cave.

Murong Ji spread out his palms, and a bright yellow flame appeared on his left hand. This kind of flame cannot be called Samadhi True Fire, as it requires the fusion of essence, energy and spirit.

With a wave of his hand, the flames went out. Murong Ji stood up and walked out of the cave.

With a casual palm, he smashed the rocks blocking the cave, and the sunlight instantly shone in. After walking out of the cave, Murong Ji let out a long breath.

Bathed in the sun, I felt like I had just crawled out of hell.

After coming to his senses, he waved his hand and the cave behind him collapsed in an instant. Endless mud was moving again, covering up the traces of the cave.

The seventh level of Yuqing!

In five years, he cultivated from the fourth level of Jade Purity to the seventh level of Jade Purity, which was quite fast. His foundation at this point was extremely solid, but his own foundation was a little poor, and his true Qi was not as pure as planned.

Standing on the hill, Murong Ji stretched lazily and looked down the hill at Huang Shiren, who was leisurely eating tender grass.

"let's go."

Huang Shiren suddenly looked up, a flash of joy in his eyes, and ran over with four cow hooves quickly. "Master, you have a breakthrough? Hehehe."

Murong Ji tapped his feet lightly and landed on Huang Shiren's back. He slowly closed his eyes, breathing in spiritual energy and evil spirits to consolidate his foundation and cultivation.

"Master, I have found out everything these days. The further north we go, the more chaotic it becomes. The conflicts between humans and demons are also getting more intense. Not long ago, another war broke out between humans and demons. Some said it was over some treasure, while others said it was over a person."

Huang Shiren walked and talked to himself.

Murong Ji did not respond, but he knew that Murong Ji was listening: "This news is not accurate. It seems that someone deliberately released it. Not long ago, there was news that it was for a fight over a grave."

"Always, people say all kinds of things, but nothing counts..."

Huang Shiren thought about it. What other news has there been in the past few months? "Half a month ago, the Dao Alliance only had some small families come forward. No one from the big families came forward."

"Later, a war suddenly broke out in Chongxiao Mountain, and many people and monsters died. Both sides then dispatched a large number of people over there, and it seemed that they had reached some agreement..."

"A few days ago, people from Tianxuan City came. Xiao Wanqing from the Xiao family led a team of more than 10,000 Dao League elites. This is one-third of the Dao League's strength."

"Also coming this time are the direct descendants of various families. We have not received any information on who they are, but they are probably the geniuses who participated in the Blue Sky Conference like our master."

Murong Ji suddenly opened his eyes, then narrowed them slightly and asked in a deep voice: "Who do you think is in charge of this expedition?"

Huang Shiren was stunned. He knew that his master would definitely be interested in the Xiao family.

Then he said: "The person in charge this time is Xiao Wanqing. Xiao Wanqing brought the younger generation of the Xiao family to Beishan to fight against the demon tribe. And Xiao Ning..."

Murong Ji nodded and said nothing: "Let's find an inn. We will stay here for a while."

"Okay! I've already found an inn. Master, please take a seat."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Shiren stepped out with his four ox hooves in an extremely awkward and arrogant pace, and in an instant, he appeared a thousand meters away.

In just a few breaths, they were out of the mountains and on the official road, where their speed slowed down.

No one knew where he got a carriage from. After transforming into a human, he drove the carriage and slowly walked towards Jubei City along with the caravan on the official road.

"Your cultivation level is increasing quite fast." Murong Ji said casually.

Listening to the voice coming from inside the carriage, Huang Shiren leaned against the side of the carriage and chuckled. "The waste pills and slag refined by the master all went into my mouth, so my cultivation speed naturally won't slow down."

Murong Ji nodded, and then said: "You are still lacking an offensive technique, right? Let me think about what kind of technique is suitable for you."

Huang Shiren's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth were almost stretched to his ears. He drove the carriage more steadily, trying not to disturb Murong Ji.

Two days later.

The carriage stopped by a river, and Huang Shiren imitated Murong Ji's movements and qi-circulating methods and began to learn the Vajra Palm.

The Vajra Palm is a powerful palm technique that can be used as a trump card.

It took five days of slow walking.

Finally returning to Jubei City, Murong Ji sat in the carriage and looked out the window. It was a prosperous scene with all kinds of goods on sale.

Jubei City, probably due to the influence of Beishan Demon Kingdom, people and demons live in peace here, but demons are not allowed to stay overnight.

After entering the city, Huang Shiren led Murong Ji directly to the inn: "Master, let me tell you, this inn is the best inn in the north. Many merchants from all over the country come here to rest."

"If you want to find out any news, this is the best place. The news here is the most accurate."

(End of this chapter)