Chapter 598 Blocking the Road Again? !
With a wave of his hand, the dust around him was instantly gathered in his hand, and then he turned the hand back and swept the dust to the ground.

Then he walked forward, took out another recliner, and motioned for the head of the Li family to sit down.

Patriarch Li carefully looked at Murong Ji, paying attention to his every move, and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. He was calm, steady, and polite, and didn't look like a casual cultivator at all.

More like the helmsman of that big force.

"What is the matter that Master Li has come here this time?" Murong Ji poured him a cup of tea. In the current situation, the four major families, Wang Quan, Yang, Zhang, and Li, are banding together for warmth and have a very close relationship.

"Two things, oh, now it's three things. The first thing is that we need to transport the thing that looks like an out-of-circle creature back to the Dao League. Master Chen Mi is proficient in forbidden magic, so please arrange it."

Patriarch Li slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, and then continued: "The second thing, the space magic weapon called Devouring Sac, and these... uh... Ruhua, can Master Chen Mi make a deal with the Dao Alliance..."

Speaking of Ruhua, Patriarch Li was still a little uncomfortable with it. The name was a bit rustic, and the aesthetic... was really hard for him to accept.

With the comparison between the two black and white puppets, the puppet as a magic weapon has formed a fixed impression in his mind. Beautiful, powerful...

Now all these things are really hard for him to accept.

Seeing that Murong Ji did not speak immediately, he then said the third thing: "This is the mineral vein. Mr. Chen Mi should cooperate with my Li family. My second son is also a weapon refiner."

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly and chuckled a few times: "The first one, yes, I told Master Fei about it. The second one, I will be able to trade magic weapons with the Taoist Alliance at 90% of the market price."

"Third, you, the Li family, give me reasonable resources, and this mineral vein will be yours."

Patriarch Li thought about it for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Both of them were decisive people. After signing the contract, the head of the Li family left directly.

After Huang Shiren sent everyone from the Li family away, he walked up to Murong Ji, watched him pack up his things, and put away Ruhua one by one, and said, "Master. The Li family sent a large number of cultivation resources, so I let those ten people go."

As he said this, he handed over a swallowing sac.

Murong Ji took the sac and looked at it. His pupils suddenly shrank and he sneered, "Are you trying to test my bottom line?"

If you think about it, you can understand that after raising him for so many years, it is natural to ascertain Murong Ji's strength, ability and means, so as to decide on his value in the future.

After all, the resources of the Taoist Alliance did not come for free.

Don't doubt the horror of family monopoly in this world. It is almost unrealistic for Murong Ji to sell the pills alone.

By doing business with the Taoist Alliance, they can also do their best to suppress the price of Murong Ji's elixirs, so it doesn't have to be so generous.

It’s simply because Murong Ji obtained a different inheritance from the Taoist Alliance’s secret teachings.

"Master, before I let them go, Wang Quan Baiye cut the immortal rope with a sword! I..."

Huang Shiren took a broken rope and handed it over.

After Murong Ji took it, he looked at it carefully, "The sword intent of kingship? I understand."

He was not surprised at all. If Wang Quan Baiye did not have this ability, he would not be worthy of being the young master of the Wang Quan family, let alone the leader of the Mask Group.

In that case, you would know how bad the vision of that dead monkey is.

Thinking of the Third Young Master, Murong Ji's mood instantly turned bad. [If I were that dead monkey, I would definitely test a few people.]

Huang Shiren hesitated again, thought about it, and said, "Master, that Li guy also took away eight ropes..."

Murong Ji nodded to show that he understood.

If Li Quzhuo could really figure it out, it would be fine for him to pass on his weapon-refining skills to him.

After Huang Shiren finished speaking, he had nothing else to do and looked around.

Next to Murong Ji's furnace, there was a huge bamboo basket filled with refined ore, which was crystal clear and charming crimson, just like beautiful jade.

They were neatly arranged one by one and placed in a bamboo basket.

Huang Shiren didn't know what kind of mine it was, but he knew that Murong Ji had always had high standards, and anything that could make him so picky must be something extraordinary.

Huang Shiren carried a bamboo basket on his back and walked towards the ore piled up by Ruhua and the others. He picked up a basket of ore, put it on his back, and put it back into the furnace.

Murong Ji collected his thoughts and refined the minerals in the furnace. He melted the essence into neat blocks and stacked them aside.

With Huang Shiren helping to control Ruhua, Murong Ji's speed increased a lot.

Complete the smelting of the minerals before dark.

The two of them entered Jubei City under the moonlight.

It was quite quiet in Jubei City at night. After all, it was wartime and the curfew was strict.

Murong Ji found an inn to stay in and observed for a few days.

The expected war between humans and demons did not happen, and the Demon Alliance and the Taoist Alliance withdrew their troops in time.

Now, we have entered the stage of peace talks.

When Murong Ji returned to his true self, he began to think about how to let Li Muchen get Jin Chenxi's skeleton. After thinking about it, he still didn't know where the skeleton was.

At night, Murong Ji quietly sneaked into the Jubei City Taoist Alliance branch.

When I arrived near the warehouse, I saw the head of the Li family who was guarding there. I felt a headache for a moment. It was not easy to get past this expert and enter the warehouse.

"Who! Come out." A light chuckle, with a nonchalant tone, as if he didn't take Murong Ji seriously at all.

Murong Ji slowly emerged from the ground, saw the head of the Li family looking at him in astonishment, and casually threw a round tripod with three legs and two ears over to him.

"Forbidden magic weapon, Devouring capsule, remember to send the resources here..."

The head of the Li family took it in a hurry, but before he could ask how to use it, Murong Ji had disappeared.

After a closer look, this round tripod is the size of a palm and looks strange. In this world, there are very few magic weapons like tripods, bells, towers, and mirrors. "Is this Chen Mi's quirk? He refined the magic weapon into this shape?"

There were various runes densely engraved on the small tripod, some of which he could not understand.

After thinking for a while, the head of the Li family walked into the warehouse, looked at the sealed box group, lifted up the round tripod, and tried to use it...

The next moment, the runes on the tripod suddenly burst into golden light, and countless words floated in the air, running according to a specific layout.

The head of the Li family was so shocked by this scene that his eyes were filled with astonishment. His spiritual energy was consumed extremely quickly, and most of it was used up in just a few breaths.

Coming back to his senses and looking again, all kinds of patterns and runes crashed into the box like meteors, and were imprinted on the black bones.

In an instant, all the aura disappeared, and what was in front of him was just a pile of ordinary stones!

"It's amazing! This... this..."

For a moment, the head of the Li family looked at the tripod in his hand with an eager look on his face.

Murong Ji left the Dao League and looked back at the Dao League branch. He was a little surprised that there were still a lot of good players left here. This force could account for one third of the entire Dao League disciples, right?

[Is this because they are afraid of a real fight? Are they on guard against the demons?] Murong Ji frowned, unable to figure it out for a moment. He always had a bad feeling in his heart.

This place will become a place of trouble. Now, his goal has been basically achieved. He should leave as soon as possible. If he wants to plot against Xiao Tianhao, he has no chance now.

The next morning.

Murong Ji and Huang Shiren bought a carriage, left the city and headed south.

Huang Shiren changed from being a mount to a coachman. Sitting on a horse-drawn carriage was much more comfortable than sitting on the back of an ox, and Murong Ji also felt happier and more at ease.

Walking on the official road, closing your eyes and regulating your breathing, you will enter a state of meditation.

This trip to the northern border was not a bad one, as he gained a lot.

"Master, where are we going?" Huang Shiren suddenly asked from outside the car.

But Murong Ji opened his eyes and was stunned by his question. For a moment, it seemed that there was really nowhere to go. "Don't call me master from now on. Call me Master."

"Okay master, I understand, master." As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Shiren felt a chill down his spine.

Subconsciously swallowing his saliva, he turned around to see why Murong Ji's expression changed so quickly. Then he heard Murong Ji's voice coming from inside the car: "If you mess with me again, I will peel off your skin."

Huang Shiren laughed awkwardly. He didn't think Murong Ji was joking.

"Sir, where are we going?"

Murong Ji sighed and said, "Tushan."

"okay!"

"Snap!" With a flick of the whip, the speed of the carriage increased slightly.

Inside the carriage, Murong Ji slowly closed his eyes and continued to regulate his breathing.

This time, he did not practice, because he wanted to change the pattern of the Soul-Catching Bell to that of a Dao Bell before reaching Tushan. Furthermore, he also wanted to conform to the characteristics of the Golden Dawn material and increase the power of the Soul-Catching Bell to a higher level.

In the blink of an eye, several hours passed.

The carriage had not gone far when it was surrounded by a murderous atmosphere. Murong Ji was the most sensitive to the aura of the energy, and the murderous aura around him was almost unconcealed.

He slowly opened his eyes, and a majestic aura instantly spread out, at the same time attracting the surrounding spiritual energy and evil spirits to explore the surrounding environment.

Then, a figure appeared in his perception.

Royal power is drunk.

Wang Quanzui was still far away from them. When he saw Murong Ji's carriage approaching, excitement flashed in his eyes and he launched a magical attack from a distance.

An inexplicable wave came slowly and silently, just like a water wave, attacking.

Murong Ji's pupils shrank slightly. Is this a mental technique?

"Humph! It's too much."

He couldn't understand why Wang Quanzui was looking for trouble. The brief fight that night was enough to show that Murong Ji could crush her in every way.

Mental attack comes in an instant.

It loomed over the carriage, but it was like shaking a huge mountain, difficult to shake.

Murong Ji was about to make a sarcastic remark when he heard a "thump" outside the carriage. It was the sound of something hitting the shaft of the carriage.

(End of this chapter)