Chapter 548: Not Treating Your Own People as Human Beings
Thinking of this, Chen Quan's face looked a little unhappy. Based on his understanding of Xiao Wanqing, she would definitely not do anything to help him raise his children.

"I'm afraid he's planning to target Mi'er again." Chen Quan muttered. If that was really Cangyan, it would be Xiao Wanqing's style to train it and then take it away and give it to Chen Ning.

"After Mi'er comes back, you two should go live in the countryside!" After he finished speaking, Chen Quan walked into the yard with his hands behind his back.

Mang Shirui was startled, her heart skipped a beat, and she sank to the bottom. She was not stupid, so she naturally knew what Chen Quan meant. She couldn't help but feel a little bitter, and the feeling of powerlessness as a mortal came over her again...

Inside the carriage.

Murong Ji closed his eyes and calmly adjusted his state.

The human body needs to be tamed, especially the various desires caused by body hormones, and even the three corpses produced by the fusion of soul and body.

The Southern Quanzhen School emphasizes life before sex, but in actual practice, this point does not have to be strictly followed. For example, Murong Ji can only practice sex skills first.

First lay a solid foundation for your reaction ability, stress awareness, etc.

"Uncle Xiao, what is the Blue Sky Conference about?"

After an hour of silence, Chen Ning finally couldn't help it and looked at Murong Ji. He didn't understand why Chen Mi wasn't curious?

Xiao Wanming laughed and said slowly: "The Blue Sky Conference is a touchstone, the secret of our Dao League. As long as you can see something from it, you can become a seedling for cultivation at the end of the Dao League."

At this point, Xiao Wanming's face became a little serious. "This secret of the Dao League looks like an ordinary piece of stone, but later people found that some people can see something."

"Secret manuals of martial arts, techniques of fighting, magical powers, etc. Some people can even receive a large amount of mana and enlightenment from this stone, thus greatly improving their cultivation. They are all different."

"But there are very few people like this. In the past thousands of years, the Dao Sect has only been able to piece together very few things."

Murong Ji slowly opened his eyes and pondered for a moment. Someone was training the human race...

The carriage was moving neither fast nor slow, probably because there were two children involved, so it moved so steadily.

Xiao Wanming looked at Murong Ji in surprise. The child was naturally lively and active, full of spirit and energy. However, there were almost no people like Murong Ji who could enter a state of meditation for several hours!
If it was to attract my attention, then it was too much. But upon closer inspection, the length of his breathing and the changes in his expression had not changed at all...

[She is really in a state of meditation! No wonder I added an extra spot. ]

When Xiao Wanming thought of the child's mother, who knelt down to get a spot for him, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness in his heart. Once upon a time, their mother was like this.

He sighed softly, slowly exhaled, collected his thoughts, and entered into a state of meditation.

In the evening, Murong Ji woke up from his meditation and looked inside the car.

Xiao Wanming was just like him, quietly in meditation, not thinking about coming. Chen Ning leaned against the car window, looking at the scenery outside, wanting to talk, wanting to play, but because he was afraid of Xiao Wanming's aura, he could only mutter softly.

Murong Ji opened the car curtain on his side and looked forward, but it was a vast expanse of darkness. He could roughly see a shadow, but it was impossible to see it clearly. He turned his head away helplessly.

At the end of the official road, there is a huge gate that is several times larger than the gate of Heyang City at the foot of Qingyun Mountain!

The combat power of a world can generally be reflected in the construction of its cities.

After all, war is the best way to reflect the level of world military power.

"We've arrived at Tianxuan City!" Chen Ning shouted happily.

Murong Ji was slightly surprised, and subconsciously looked outside the car. The three big characters of Tianxuan City suddenly came into his sight! The handwriting was vigorous, but it was filled with a kind of sword spirit. The person who wrote the inscription had amazing achievements in swordsmanship!

[Could it be that this is really my Cangyan? Can it see the Dao? That dazzling golden light is the original appearance of the Vajra Bracelet?! ]

While his mind was racing, Murong Ji was constantly evaluating the Taoism system of this world in his heart.

Xiao Wanming is only a deacon, but he gives him a sense of oppression similar to that of Tian Buyi. It is difficult to judge his combat power, but his Taoism is almost at the seventh to eighth level.

Murong Ji slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. He couldn't imagine whether the Demon King, the Great Demon King, the Demon King, etc., after using the power of heaven and earth, could the Zhuxian Sword Formation and the Xuanhuo Formation withstand it!

[There is also the Aolai Kingdom... the ceiling of combat power...]

At this moment, a feeling of panic and uneasiness filled my heart. However, my heart was also filled with passion, just like when I climbed Qingyun Mountain that year, I was in sight of becoming an immortal!

"Tianxuan City was originally the fortress of the Wang Quan family. Later, due to the blessing of the Wang Quan Sword, more and more people gathered here, and it gradually became a city."

"After the Wang Quan family, other families that gradually developed also settled here." Xiao Wanming's voice sounded faintly.

It seemed like he was talking to Murong Ji, and it also seemed like he was introducing the difficulties of the Taoist Alliance to the two little kids.

After entering the city, Murong Ji's curiosity was also aroused. He leaned on the car window to look outside. Although he couldn't see, he could still hear the sounds. As he listened, his brows knitted tightly. There were sounds of beating and scolding, scolding, and begging for mercy... Most of them were disputes between cultivators and mortal vendors. Who was stronger and who was weaker? Is there any need to say?
Finally, I simply lowered the curtains, turned around, sat quietly, and ignored the noise.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Wanming was a little surprised. Wasn't he in high spirits just now? Why did he suddenly change his expression?
Murong Ji shook his head to indicate that it was okay, then he sighed helplessly, but the worry between his brows could not be dispelled.

In fact, he could also understand that in a world where the survival of ordinary people could not be guaranteed, if human beings wanted to continue to develop, they could only exploit the general public and use resources to support those with good qualifications and who could practice.

Only in this way can we have some power to protect ourselves and allow the nation to continue.

For example, nowadays, people who cannot practice cultivation are ragged, pale, thin, and have dull eyes. Practitioners are full of spiritual light, dressed in gorgeous clothes, and talk and laugh brightly.

The contrast between the two is enough to explain everything.

Xiao Wanming glanced out the window, his eyes darkened, and he said slowly: "You are still young, and there are some things you don't understand. But people who practice cultivation must not have a compassionate heart."

Murong Ji was stunned and looked at Xiao Wanming in astonishment. Without waiting for him to speak, he listened to him again.

"Practicing is the ability to kill. This is true for monsters, and even more so for humans! These people outside the window... are just ants. As long as it doesn't hurt yourself, it's okay to protect them."

"If they get in the way, just kill them directly. There's no need to feel sorry for them." Xiao Wanming said lightly, as if he was talking about something insignificant.

Murong Ji stared at him in a daze, but he could only see a blurry shadow, and he was a little confused. He didn't expect it, he really didn't expect it...

"Yes! I will definitely keep in mind the teachings of my elders!" Chen Ning shouted excitedly.

However, Murong Ji was awakened. Murong Ji slowly exhaled and pointed at the peddlers outside the car window, "Master Xiao, these ants are saying the same thing as you..."

"We have the same body shape, eat the same food, and live on the same land..."

Xiao Wanming looked a little unhappy. He no longer liked Murong Ji as much as he did before. "So what? We cultivators are one in a million. We are no longer the same kind of people as them. Besides..."

"We are risking our lives to kill monsters, aren't we also protecting them?! Everything we do is righteous. They are ignorant, and even though they have no intention of stopping us from killing monsters, they are also guilty of a heinous crime."

Murong Ji: "..."

After a long silence, he sneered and murmured, "Is that so..."

The bad nature of human beings is that they never treat their own people as human beings...

Murong Ji then lowered his head and said no more. He knew that he had been labeled as a woman with a soft heart.

In this era, it is an either-or era. The clan concept, which is even more serious than in the world of Zhu Xian, is the biggest feature of this era.

Otherwise, there would be no battle between humans and demons, and there would be no aristocratic camps.

The change in atmosphere in the car did not affect Chen Ning's interest at all. He was still young, so it was difficult for him to understand and comprehend the change in atmosphere.

When they arrived at the Xiao family's gate, Murong Ji got off the carriage quietly.

Chen Ning hurriedly looked towards the gate of the Xiao family, while explaining to Murong Ji what he saw.

The heavy black iron door was tightly closed. Various patterns and symbols were carved on the three or four meter high iron door, but Murong Ji had no idea what they meant.

Around the door frame, extending outwards, there are five layers of small doors, each two meters wide.

After listening to Chen Ning's description, Murong Ji discovered that the gate was somewhat similar to the ancient Chinese 'nine-layer door'. On the right side of the gate, there was a small door for people to enter and exit.

On both sides of the gate, there were two stone beasts more than three meters tall guarding, but no one knew what they were. Murong Ji stood under the stone beasts, and was even shorter than the stone ball under its feet.

Above the stone beasts, there are two copper-bone chandeliers with a diameter of nearly two meters. I don’t know what is covered on them, and it is as thin as a cicada’s wing.

"Come in with me!"

Xiao Wanming's voice woke Murong Ji up. He turned around and saw that the place where they were stopping was the entrance of the small door on the right.

Murong Ji looked inside the door and it seemed like a bottomless dark cave.

Walking through the door, it is a completely different world.

The glazed tiles on the roof sparkled in the setting sun, reflecting the patterns of the family crests on the corridors on both sides, and the delicate patterns flowed on the pillars like water.

The fragrance of orchids and peonies, and the blurred shadows of pillars, passed by Murong Ji's eyes. Although he could not see clearly, he could understand the grandeur and magnificence of the Xiao family.

(End of this chapter)