Chapter 590 Like Burial Ground
"Without the means of coercion, the Beishan Reverend is no match for Your Majesty. After escaping with serious injuries, he sneaked into the forest of Chongxiao Mountain. We have been searching for more than ten years. Can you find his trace? Are you sure you can find him?"

Xiao Wanqing was silent for a while, then slowly said, "Let's not talk about whether we can find it or not, but I am very curious about whether the Beishan Reverend is a human or a demon."

"do not know."

Xiao Wanqing was startled, and for a moment, she was a little stunned, "Didn't Lord Destruction say that there should still be many monsters alive who experienced the turmoil back then?"

Beishan Jiye shook his head, "There are indeed quite a few, but no one knows where the Beishan Reverend comes from, whether he is a human or a demon, or even a man or a woman."

"No one knows where the demon-controlling talisman in his hand came from, and how he planted the sub-talismans on the demons. I have also asked many old brothers, and they all said that they were inexplicably infected by the demon-controlling talisman."

"There are even some rumors, I don't know whether they are true or not, but they can be used as a reference for Madam."

Xiao Wanqing was startled and raised her eyes slightly, "Oh?! Mr. Ji, please speak."

Beishan Jiye put down the cup in his hand and said in a deep voice, "There was a rumor that the Beishan Reverend came from outside. No one knows how he crossed the natural barrier and sneaked into the Yuyao Kingdom."

"According to your majesty, the skills of the royal family of the Yuyao Kingdom were once related to the remains of a creature outside the circle. The royal family of the Yuyao Kingdom existed to guard this thing."

"It's been too long, and the life span of humans is too short. After a dozen generations, the secret will really become a secret, and no one will know it."

Xiao Wanqing did not say anything, but lowered her eyebrows. Since Beishan wanted to leak this news to her, she was afraid that his purpose was not pure.

Before she could ask more, Beishan Jiye continued, "Your Majesty means that no matter whether the Beishan Reverend is a human or a demon, we must have news about him. If he is alive, we must see him in person. If he is dead, we must see his corpse."

"My Majesty hates him to death. As for the remains of the creature outside the circle, His Majesty doesn't even care about them. You, the Xiao family, can deal with them yourselves."

After he finished speaking, Beishan Jiye stood up, clasped his fists towards Xiao Wanqing and said, "Beishan is busy with affairs, so I won't stay any longer. Madam Xiao, please stay."

He turned around and walked out of the tent, flying away with his men.

Xiao Wanqing followed closely behind them, walked out of the big tent, and watched them leave, which was considered a farewell. After the figures of the monsters disappeared, she turned back to the big tent, sat on the main seat again, and thought carefully about the content of the conversation just now.

Now most of the mountain range has been searched. The human race has mysterious means, and with the power and effect of magic weapons, no matter whether the Reverend Beishan is a human or a demon, dead or alive, it will be difficult for him to escape.

the other side.

Murong Ji slowly exhaled, "Reverend Beishan?"

He knew a little about Shi Kuan's affairs, so it was not an exaggeration to say that he was a mortal enemy of the Reverend Beishan.

Besides this, Murong Ji also remembered one thing, Jin Chenxi, this kind of creature outside the circle is extremely rare.

Murong Ji frowned slightly. In his vague memory, Jin Chenxi was not a good person and was even more difficult to deal with.

The most amazing thing about Jin Chenxi.

It is giving people hope and then bringing them despair.

It is like pulling a person born at the bottom of a well to the top of the well, letting him take a look at the vastness outside, and then when he is about to escape, he is kicked down again and a huge rock is placed on top of the well.

Murong Ji was silent for a while. There was no need to explain how dangerous Jin Chenxi was. Without seeing the real thing, he himself had no confidence that he could completely solve the problem or even escape unscathed.

But this thing is the only creature outside the circle left.

It is also a rare good thing. If it is used to refine equipment, the effect will definitely be much better than the magic weapon in his hand.

"Opportunities and risks coexist, and the rewards are proportional. If that's the case, then why am I still hesitating?" Murong Ji murmured.

A magic weapon of excellent grade, to assist him in cultivation, the speed of cultivation is almost a thousand miles a day. In this world, he can also have more confidence to survive.

Then, Murong Ji touched his chin and thought carefully.

In his cognition and understanding, the essence of life is "the innate Qi, which transforms the limbs and bones". The essence of practice is to refine the essence, Qi and spirit, and to gather the three samadhis and return to the innate.

As long as you can firmly control the samadhi of 'essence, energy and spirit', even if something invades your body, it can only be transformed into your own nourishment.

But there is a prerequisite, Jin Chenxi is not beyond his knowledge.

Otherwise, he would have given it away in vain, simply giving away his head.

"If you hesitate, you will fail; if you act decisively, you will lose." This saying doesn't just apply to love.

For a moment, Murong Ji really found it difficult to make a choice.

He hadn't experienced this feeling for a long time. The last time was when he first started practicing in the Zhu Xian world.

Experiencing it again now, it really does feel different, as if I’m living my life all over again.

Murong Ji smiled softly and cleared his mind. No matter what, he had to see Jin Chenxi first.

It won’t be too late to decide whether to touch it or not when the time comes.

[Before that, I still need to refine the Samadhi True Fire, and I will have some confidence. ]

Murong Ji suddenly missed the Xuanhuojian. With this thing, his practice of fire-attributed techniques would improve by leaps and bounds. It was his most valuable treasure.

The next half month.

Murong Ji asked Huang Shiren to pay attention to the movements of the Xiao family. Murong Ji himself found a place to set up a formation and practice Samadhi True Fire in seclusion.

Time flies, and it passes in a flash.

Murong Ji sat cross-legged in the cave where he was in seclusion. He slowly opened his eyes and spread out his palms. Flames of red, yellow and blue flashed on his hands.

The flames gradually merged and finally turned into a faint white flame.

Murong Ji has rich experience in smelting the Samadhi Fire, and the smelting was relatively quick this time.

[With the seventh level of Jade Purity and the Samadhi True Fire, as long as I don't encounter the Great Demon King or the Demon Emperor, ordinary people will not be able to stop me. ]

Murong Ji stood up and looked inside the cave. It was pitch black. This Qiheng Mansion was completely sealed.

He stomped his feet lightly, and in an instant, the formation pattern in the entire cave lit up. He glanced at the formation pattern and made sure that it had not been triggered before walking towards the cave entrance.

It was unclear how long he had been in seclusion. Huang Boren had never come to disturb him, so it was obvious that not much time had passed.

After leaving the cave, Murong Ji faced the morning sunshine and let out a long breath.

There was no sign of Huang Shiren around, and I didn’t know what this guy was doing.

He took out the Tianwen Sword and flew up towards the town at the foot of the mountain. He went into the city, found an inn, and ordered a meal.

Then he leaned on the dining table and ate and rested.

Murong Ji lightly tapped the ghost eye on his eyes. The scene switched and fell on Xiao Wanqing again.

At this time, Xiao Wanqing was deep in Chongxiao Mountain. He compared the surrounding environment and took out the map of Beishan. That location was not far from him.

Controlling Mosquito and looking around, Murong Ji was suddenly startled. Countless disciples of the Taoist Alliance had gathered, but what was strictly guarded was a solitary grave.

It would be better to call it a hill rather than a lonely grave.

If there were not a huge stone inscription four or five meters wide in front of the tomb, lying under the hill, no one would have thought that this was a tomb.

There didn't seem to be anything wrong with the hill.

With just one glance, Murong Ji subconsciously felt a little uncomfortable. He had never been to the scene, so he was not sure what the feeling was.

Looking closely, I didn't find anything unusual about the hill.

Murong Ji frowned slightly and thought about the feeling when he first saw the hill. It was very strange. He always believed in his feelings. For things beyond his cognition and control, the first feeling is often the most accurate.

[It feels the same as when I first met Chen Quan at the Tushan border! ]

Murong Ji looked at the Taoist Alliance disciples who had surrounded the place again. They looked much more cautious, as if they were afraid of disturbing the things inside.

Controlling and directing those mosquitoes and flies, heading towards the lonely grave.

In an instant, everything went dark, and the mosquitoes and flies near the hill instantly lost their ability to transmit.

Murong Ji frowned again. This situation was rare. "Could it be that there is a formation on that barren mountain? That shouldn't be the case. If it is a formation, I can see it."

After paying the bill and walking out of the inn, Murong Ji tapped his feet lightly, flew into the air, raised the Tianwen Sword, and flew in that direction.

Murong Ji’s sword-flying speed was quite fast, and he reached the vicinity of the hill in half an hour.

The Taoist disciples around had almost surrounded the entire mountain. In addition, there were various magical weapons to block the area, so it was a bit difficult to sneak in quietly.

Murong Ji kept thinking in his mind how to enter and leave quietly.

Suddenly, a person appeared not far away.

Xiao Wancheng's son, Xiao Tianhao.

Behind him, there was a man wearing a black hooded cloak. Needless to say, one could tell that this man was Li Muchen.

Two people were sneaking around the hill.

Sneak in quietly.

Murong Ji was speechless. Xiao Tianhao was the eldest son of the Xiao family. If he wanted to bring someone in, would anyone dare to say anything?
Then, the attention was focused on Li Li Muchen again. This girl was really not a worry-free person. She was always thinking of doing something.

I guess he came here this time because he was attracted by the things inside.

Who told her that? Who else could it be except Xiao Tianhao?

Murong Ji flew up on his sword, opened the illusion barrier, slowly disappeared, followed behind them, and entered the blockade of the Taoist Alliance so easily.

These elite disciples of the Taoist Alliance had discovered them, but they pretended to be unaware for Xiao Tianhao's sake.

In fact, this is the smartest approach. The internal strife within the Xiao family has nothing to do with them.

After passing the Taoist Alliance's encirclement, the guards going further back are very lax. After all, they have limited manpower and cannot set up layer-by-layer blockades.

(End of this chapter)