Chapter 658 Don’t Beat Me to Death

It is precisely because of this that the human race believes that the demon race is incommunicable and thus becomes hostile towards them.

Compared with the demon race, the human race is the weaker one.

Because of this, Fan Yunfei and Li Xueyang's marriage was opposed by many elders of the Shahu clan, and they were even driven out.

When the demon clan established order, Shi Kuan followed the laws of the Demon Control Kingdom.

It may seem ridiculous to use laws to restrain so many demon tribes, but fundamentally, they will never resist Shi Kuan because he is the strongest!
Even if Shi Kuan doesn't care, who in Beishan can go against his will? !

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji looked at the capital of the Southern Kingdom, closed his eyes again, and practiced in silence.

A few days later,

After purchasing enough medicinal herbs, Murong Ji returned to the inn, processed them one by one, had a simple meal, and then planned to go to bed and rest.

Not long after he lay down, Huang Shiren knocked on the door: "Sir, the one from Wang Quan's family is here with a group of high-ranking members of the Dao League."

Murong Ji was startled, then sat up from the bed and was silent for a moment. It was probably because of the incident on the southern border. This was a big deal, and it was strange that the human race did not take any action.

He even thought that given Wang Quan's conservative character, if Huan Du Qingtian disagreed, he would probably fight him to the death.

Wang Quan is a simple-minded person, but he is not a good person.

After combing his hair and putting it back into a bun, Murong Ji looked at himself in the bronze mirror and murmured, "It's time to put on a crown... Putting on a crown on myself... It's not good."

Wearing a crown is the responsibility of a Taoist priest.

There is almost no one in this world who can crown him.

Wang Quan is conservative? Murong Ji was reluctant to let him join. As the head of an aristocratic family, he was the owner of vested interests. If there was any conflict with the aristocratic family in the future, his position would be somewhat unclear.

If we have different paths, why should we force ourselves to be together?

"Alas! I can only add it myself."

After tidying up his clothes, Murong Ji walked out of the bedroom and followed Huang Shiren to a spacious room on the third floor.

Walking to the door, Murong Ji took a quick look. He had never been here before. It seemed to be used for gatherings of the dignitaries of the Southern Kingdom.

Now it has been taken over by the Dao League. [This is... already in contact with the Southern Country?! The speed is quite fast. ]

After Huang Shiren opened the door, he bowed slightly and stood aside.

Murong Ji took a step forward, stood at the door, and looked into the house. There was a screen depicting mountains and rivers. He could only vaguely see the figures in the house, but could not see who they were.

But in Murong Ji's eyes, this screen is dispensable.

Sitting in this room are the heads of various families and clan leaders in the Taoist Alliance.

The person in the lead is Wang Quanshouzhu.

Among these family heads, Xiao Wancheng is also included.

His status in the aristocratic family is not low, and he sits below Wang Quan Shouzhuo.

Murong Ji's face was gloomy, but he didn't get angry after all. The current head of the Xiao family is Xiao Ning, who has made great contributions to the development of his Chen family, which can be regarded as a blood transfusion.

Almost all the people who had a say in the Dao League were present. Those who held important positions and could not leave also sent their next family members to come.

Of course, the people from Shenhuoshan Villa were not among them. A rough count showed that there were dozens of them.

A hall for meetings and gatherings, even with so many people gathered, did not seem crowded.

Murong Ji glanced over and saw that the person sitting on the left side of Wang Quan Shouzhuo was the old patriarch of the Yang family. Butler Fei was standing beside Wang Quan Shouzhuo.

Looking down, the Li family, the Zhang family, the Wen family...

The next eight people are almost the strongest ones in the Taoist Alliance. Not to mention others, compared with Xiao Wancheng, he is the weakest among them.

Murong Ji's gaze fell on an old Taoist woman. He had never seen this woman before.

Judging from her age, she is probably in her 50s or 60s, but her skin is still firm and at first glance, she still looks like a young person in her 20s or 30s.

[The Qing family! Old Madam Qing!] Murong Ji thought to himself.

The Qing family rarely appears in the Taoist Alliance, but their status in the Taoist Alliance is not low. Their family's inheritance is mainly based on women.

Of course, this does not mean that men have no status in the family, but that their family's skills are suitable for women to practice, and women's achievements are often much higher than men's.

Chen Quan kept repeating these things in his ears.

Not to mention others, Murong Ji had also seen Aoki Yuan from the Mask Group.

The girl's combat power was not that great, but she was a good auxiliary player, and her weakening skills were maxed out. Murong Ji was helpless against her and could not break her magic at the magic restraint level.

If I use the turtle fly body, it will consume too much potential. I can only break her magic by force.

At that time, when Murong Ji saw the jade ruyi in Qing Muyuan's hand, he also thought of Qiu Rang's ruyi. Although it was taken by Feng Baobao to crack walnuts, it did not mean that the ruyi was weak.

A magical weapon that combines offense and defense, can transform into various shapes with liquid gold, and has a defensive power comparable to the Golden Light Spell of the Tianshi Mansion, is very rare.

The door was wide open and the noise in the house gradually subsided. Many people looked at Murong Ji who was standing at the door, wondering what he was looking at.
Murong Ji restrained his expression and walked into the house. Huang Shiren was about to follow him when suddenly, the two family heads guarding the door shouted directly: "You are a monster. How can you come to participate in the gathering of my human race? Get out!" Murong Ji's eyes condensed and he turned to look at the two people guarding the door. He didn't know which family the family head was to have fallen to the level of guarding the door in the Taoist Alliance. His status must not be very high.

So he stopped, stood in front of the screen, and looked at it silently. The landscape painting had form but not spirit.

Huang Shiren glanced at Murong Ji and felt relieved when he saw that he did not go in directly. He knew that his position in Murong Ji's heart was still good.

Just because I'm a monster, I don't...

Come to think of it, otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to transform myself into a spirit.

Just when Huang Shiren was stunned, the two heads of the family, one on the left and one on the right, looked at each other, pushed the door open suddenly, and were about to lock Huang Shiren outside.

"bump!"

Two muffled sounds rang out almost at the same time.

The door hit Huang Shiren's arm and was forced open by him. The force was so huge that even if the two family heads tried their best, they could not close the door at all.

Huang Shiren snorted coldly and pushed them away with great force, causing the two family heads to stagger and take several steps back before they could steady themselves, looking very embarrassed.

Huang Shiren strode into the house, stood behind Murong Ji with an expressionless face, lowered his head slightly, and showed respect only to Murong Ji.

As for the others, except for the leader Wang Quan Shouzhuo, Wang Quan's housekeeper Fei Lao, and the old patriarch of the Yang family, he really didn't take the others seriously.

"Humph! You, a yellow bull spirit, dare to act so presumptuously here? I think you are tired of living!"

An old man with gray hair shouted and stared at Huang Shiren with his eyes as big as copper bells.

"Eh!? What Master Yu said, can't you give Master Chen some face? You have to look at the owner before you beat the dog!"

"What dog? I'm clearly a cow! Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

There was a loud laughter in the room, but it did not affect the two people at the door at all.

Murong Ji was still looking at the painting in front of him carefully, very seriously. Huang Shiren raised his head slightly and glanced at Murong Ji. Based on his understanding of Murong Ji, this matter was not over yet.

At least, his master Murong Ji was not satisfied.

Huang Shiren smiled. Suffer a loss? How could he suffer a loss? However, Wang Quan was in charge now, so he shouldn't make too much trouble.

Huang Shiren stood still, waiting for the Taoist alliance to make their move.

The two gatekeepers stood still with gloomy faces. They glanced at everyone in the house. One of the big guys nodded, took out his magic weapon in an instant, and attacked Huang Shiren.

"Monster! Watch your moves!"

As soon as the words fell, endless pressure came towards Huang Shiren.

Huang Shiren's body was like a mountain, carrying it on his back. The pressure made his feet stagger and he almost fell to his knees.

"Humph!"

Murong Ji snorted coldly, instantly breaking the pressure.

Huang Shiren heaved a sigh of relief, and stared at the two family heads with his bull eyes. The Wuding Flying Ring on his wrist slipped into the palm of his hand. He mobilized the mysterious energy around the Wuding Flying Ring and struck out with one palm, directly shattering the two magic weapons that were thrown at him.

This move shocked everyone in the room. It was rare for a monster to use magic weapons to this extent!

The magic weapons of the demon clan are extremely crude. Most of the demons only use their supernatural powers and do not use magic weapons.

Some demon clans with a long history may have one or two high-quality magic weapons, but their usage will not be as refined as that of humans.

Look at this bull monster, his skills in using magic weapons are quite advanced!

"Haha, a monster dares to be so presumptuous in front of us, the leaders of the Dao League! You are just relying on the power of others! You are not worthy of fighting with us!"

Murong Ji turned around and saw another stranger. They had no relationship and he didn't even bother to look at him.

"Don't kill him."

Murong Ji said this lightly, his voice was not loud, but it made everyone in the room frown, feeling a little ironic!

Most of these people had complaints about Murong Ji.

As a new family, they didn't participate in the Dao League gatherings, and they didn't even participate in the demon-slaying activities. They didn't get involved in their personal relationships, and they didn't make any concessions in the family's medicinal materials business.

They simply don't take them seriously! !
If it weren't for the Xiao family, the Yang family and the Wang Quan family's guarantee, and the manipulative Chen Quan, they would have expelled the Chen family from the Taoist Alliance long ago.

Now, Murong Ji, the head of the family, still has this attitude. How can they feel comfortable?

"Master Chen! What do you mean by this!"

Murong Ji looked down at his feet, then lifted his feet and looked at the soles of his shoes. The soles had been worn very thin from climbing mountains and crossing rivers in recent days, so it was time to change a pair.

"Haha, Master Chen is saying, don't beat his cow to death."

Someone joined in, and someone else walked to the door, crossed the barrier, raised the magic weapon and hit Huang Shiren.

(End of this chapter)