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Chapter 95
"Ning Shu, I have some work to deal with in the capital, and it may take a while, so I can't play with you anymore."

In the end, the unbearable Ye Ji found a random reason, and under Ning Shu's reluctant eyes, slipped from Hangzhou to the capital.

Beijing.

Ye Ji walked on the street, breathing the air of freedom of being alone.

comfortable!
"Sure enough, you can't stay with women for too long."

In just three days, he was exhausted physically and mentally, and his fists were not hard anymore, which was absolutely impossible.

"It seems that I am doomed to be at odds with Huang in this life."

Ye Ji sighed, enjoying a happy time alone on the street.

The next day, he walked around the food streets in various parts of the capital.

After eating and drinking, it suddenly occurred to me that I wanted to see what the big eagle saint I met before was doing.

The spiritual power spread out mightily, capturing Ling Muling's aura in the capital.

Finally, I saw his figure in an ordinary community.

"This is the saint?"

In Ye Ji's perceptual line of sight, this male saint is sitting on a gaming chair playing a 5v5 game, sometimes buckling her feet, sometimes swaying her hands on the keyboard, fighting to protect her loved ones.

YouQi also came out of his mouth with one or two classic Chinese curses, he looked more like a man than a man.

"So this is two people wearing each other, me and the saint swapping bodies?"

Ye Ji suddenly understood, but suddenly felt dull.

The young couple was flirting, and he didn't want to disturb them anymore.

Just as he was about to recover his spiritual power, he suddenly found a remarkable figure in a corner of the city.

According to his perception, this figure is obviously ordinary in appearance, with a mortal body, a full-fledged mortal, but the aura of his body is indistinctly compatible with the heaven and the earth, returning to innocence.

As long as a sense of spying arises in his heart, it seems that great terror will come immediately.

Shrink to the ground!

She flashed behind the young man, squinting at his back.

The young man was sitting cross-legged on the sofa in his home, chanting Huang Ting in his mouth, without even noticing that there was an extra person behind him.

Ye Ji observed the room, the furnishings were very simple, a book was placed on the table, and there was a name on the book, Xu Ji.

"Xu Ji?"

He said to himself: "This person seems to be powerless, I guess I can blow him a hundred miles away with one breath, but why do I feel an inexplicable fear when I see him?"

Ye Ji was thinking.

At this time, the young man named Xu Ji, Huang Ting, had just finished chanting. He got up and wanted to take a sip from the cup next to him, but suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye.

There was a slight fluctuation in his eyes, and then he calmed down, turning around with a calm face.

He was about to say something, but stopped the moment he saw Ye Ji, with a look of surprise on his face.

"It's weird, it's weird!"

"This world is obviously a world with extremely thin aura, how could someone like you be born?"

"The breath is similar to that of human immortals. It seems that he has cultivated several kinds of Taoism, martial arts, Taoism, Buddhism, and a Tao that has never been seen before. It's really strange."

He circled around Ye Ji non-stop, still muttering something, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Boy, who are you? Why do you appear here? And how did you get your immortal cultivation?"

An old-fashioned look.

Ye Ji's heart wavered.

How does he think this person is an ordinary person, could it be that his body is ordinary, but his soul is a big boss, so he has an inexplicable feeling of palpitation?
Is this the old monster reborn?
Hesitantly said: "Dare to ask you?"

Xu Ji's tone was unhurried, and he put his right hand on his chin to touch something, but when he found nothing, he put his hand down without a trace.

"I am heaven-reaching!"

To the sky!

Tongtian sage, one of the Sanqing.

Ye Ji's pupils shrank suddenly, and he remembered that someone had said it before.

In the north, there seems to be a saint possessed by another world, and the capital is in the north, so this saint is the Heaven-reaching saint.

This is a super boss, the legendary Hunyuan Wuji sage, Pangu orthodox, born holy.

I just don't know if this is a high-level prehistoric or a low-level prehistoric saint.

But looking at this saint, he couldn't even detect him behind him, so he should be a low-level prehistoric Tongtian saint, right?Maybe a nuke saint?

Thoughts kept flashing through his mind, his face remained calm:

"Are you sure you are the legendary Tongtian Saint?"

Tong Tian nodded: "Of course."

Ye Ji nodded without speaking, and disappeared into the room in a flash.

After a while, I saw him reappear here holding a book.

"Are you talking about this prehistoric sage?"

I saw him holding this book titled "Fengshenbang" novel, and pulled out the fragment of Tongtian alone fighting several other saints, pointing and asking.

Tong Tian's calm expression finally couldn't hold back anymore, he grabbed the novel and flipped through it quickly.

"Isn't this all what I have experienced? How could it be? It was all recorded here?"

He read in disbelief while watching.

This place is clearly two different worlds from the prehistoric world.

It is still an extremely deserted and extremely weak mortal world, how can the things experienced by the prehistoric people be recorded in this book?
"I really can't figure it out."

He put down the book in his hand, he didn't expect that with his status as a saint, there were still things he couldn't figure out.

Tong Tian looked at Ye Ji: "Little friend, do you know what's going on?"

He couldn't figure out that the young man who brought the book might know something, so he didn't feel ashamed to ask, and even changed his title.

But unfortunately, Ye Ji just shook his head: "I don't know, this book has existed since ancient times."

The sage sighed: "That's a pity, I'll check it out later."

"By the way, little friend, can you tell me how your cultivation came about?"

Putting down the matter of the novel, he asked curiously again, but seeing Ye Ji's troubled look, he seemed to have thought of something, and explained:
"Little friend, it's like this. For some reason, my soul has suddenly exchanged with the owner of this body."

"Nowadays he is deeply trapped in the world of mortals, with a mortal body and no magic power. The soul of a saint is even more deceived, just like a real mortal. If I can know how my little friend cultivates, it must be very good."

Ye Ji said with a smile: "I searched through the classics handed down for 5000 years, realized the exercises, and worked hard little by little."

"It's all about my own efforts."

The words were so convincing, his face was immediately moved.

In this soulless place, he had to rely on himself to find out the way to become a fairy in the world of mortals. What a peerless talent, what kind of perseverance, what kind of courage.

"Little friend, you are really very human, maybe you are the son of destiny who bears the destiny of the world."

he exclaimed.

It may also be like Yang Jian, Monkey King, and even the recent Chen Xiang are generally the ones who should be robbed.

Of course, he didn't say that.

Listening to his exclamation, Ye Ji smiled knowingly. He couldn't be the son of destiny. Have you ever seen the son of destiny who is always struck by lightning?
This possessed Tongtian sage is very kind, and I feel that some bold ideas in my mind are a bit overwhelming.

He hesitated for a long time before he said, "Hey, holy saint, I have a heartfelt request."

(End of this chapter)