Someone from another plane wants to talk about life with me

A huge sea of ​​clouds.

Ji Qingquan stepped on it with panic, afraid of stepping on the air.He let out a sigh of relief when he stepped on it.The cloud fell slowly, not very fast, and it fell into mid-air and stagnated there.

In front of him is a huge picture.

It's like a huge hanging mirror hanging in the sky.

The person on the screen was sleeping by the field, and the sky was getting dark. The person called out "Mother" quickly, and then woke up suddenly.Words began to float on the screen.

"Little brother, are you awake? Can you hear me?"

"Yes, see, see!"

"No, it's feeling!"

"I hope that when everyone makes a personal statement, they can affix their own names. ——Taiyijiao Fang Hongzhong"

Ji Qingquan stared at the scene on the screen without blinking his eyes.The villain in it looks exactly like himself, oh, that's himself.

The words that floated across the screen were exactly the same as the words he perceived today.

It wasn't until the villain returned to his bed to sleep peacefully that the cloud under his seat moved again. The cloud was drifting slowly, but something went wrong. The thick cloud layer suddenly dissipated, leaving him in It fell straight into the air.

He fell rapidly, and what appeared below was endless black, devouring him in one gulp.

With a kick and a twitch, Ji Qingquan's eyes opened suddenly.

"What's the matter?" Elder Song was a light sleeper and extremely sensitive, "Having cramps? I'm about to grow up. It's still early, so sleep a little longer."

"Yeah." Ji Qingquan stared blankly at the ceiling and closed his eyes after a long while.

When I woke up again, it was bright outside.

Ji Qingquan got out of bed, looked at his feet, and stepped on the floor cautiously.Well, this floor is very familiar, and it will not suddenly disappear like the previous cloud layer.

"Get up?" Elder Song walked into the door, urging Ji Qingquan, "I got water for you at the door, and went to the kitchen to have a bite or two when it was clean."

"Okay." Ji Qingquan got out of bed, and when he walked out the door, he saw the washbasin on the table in the yard.Next to the washbasin is tooth powder and face soap.

Ji Qingquan washed up briefly, and let out a breath.The air is so nice.

"Little brother, good morning.——Du Xuanling"

"Good morning.——Fang Hongzhong"

"Morning.—Ancient Sea"

"Good morning, you look good today. ——Dong Shuya"

"Morning.—Wu Jiu"

Ji Qingquan: "..."

He thought yesterday was just a dream.

Probably because they felt that Ji Qingquan didn't want to talk to them very much, and everyone communicated with Ji Qingquan in a reasonable manner.

"We dragged the dream to you last night, and the specific format of the live broadcast is as you saw last night. ——Fang Hongzhong"

"Can you trust us now? - Dong Shuya"

Ji Qingquan walked into the kitchen.

Elder Song had already served the porridge for him, along with some pickled mustard, which was given by a nearby grandma who made too much.

He took the spoon, scraped the surface of the porridge, blew it twice, and put a spoonful into his mouth.After swallowing, he said, "I believe it, it's boring."

"What's boring?——Ancient Dahai"

"Ah, it's boring. The more skilled you are, the more people you will stare at, and the more dangerous it is. It's boring to learn from you." Ji Qingquan continued to eat porridge.

Light to tasteless porridge, slightly salty mustard.

It feels good to the stomach after eating.

"No, why don't you have any ambition in life? - Gu Dahai"

This person deserves to be a teacher of foreign martial arts, and his anger can almost be conveyed through his consciousness: "Is it interesting to live under others? In the world of cultivation, what you want will never belong to you!"

"I am willing." Ji Qingquan ate the whole bowl of porridge, his hands joined into sword fingers, and after his wrist joints circled around, the bowls and chopsticks in front of him became clean.

No one spoke on the other side.

These people can't do it.

Even a small child can't handle it.

After Ji Qingquan finished his breakfast, it would be more appropriate to think about how to waste the day today.

A physiological impulse hit, Ji Qingquan helped his forehead.He sighed faintly: "I think it is necessary to cultivate to Bigu."

"Is it? There is no end to learning. In fact, one must keep learning throughout one's life. This is a meaningful life. ——Du Xuanling"

"A good inner strength method can help you reach Bigu as soon as possible. ——Dong Shuya"

Ji Qingquan walked around to a small corner of the house, where a tiny hut was built.

Specially for him.

Everyone on Wu Zong's plane: "..."

"Don't peek, you guys." Ji Qingquan looked up at the empty sky, then walked into the hut with his head down.

All kinds of runes are plastered around the hut.They were all drawn by Mr. Song.There are many deodorizing charms, insect repellent charms, and cleaning charms.

"Can you see it like this?" Ji Qingquan asked them.

"……visible."

I don't know who answered, and I'm too ashamed to put my name on it.

Ji Qingquan thought for a while, took off his thin silk coat, and covered his head: "Then you can't see me going to the hut like this? Don't look at evil."

"……Um."

After getting the answer he wanted, Ji Qingquan took out his little friend.Listening to the "sound of rushing water", he felt that the days of being regarded and raped were not easy.

At least not before he bigu.

After the hut was finished, the runes were running, and the hut was clean again.

Ji Qingquan put on his clothes and came out of the hut. He raised his head and looked at the sky again.If someone's everything is broadcast in the sky, he must watch it with great interest every day, but this is his turn...

Ugh.

Ji Qingquan returned to the yard.

Song Laozheng was holding a letter and studying it facing the sun: "Changlan Imperial Capital Cultivation Academy, you need to test your aptitude for admission. The classification has ended, let me take a look at the miscellaneous studies class, oh, the teacher is Zhuo Yuanjiu."

Ji Qingquan is actually a very patient person, but... he stood in front of Song Lao, a little helpless: "This is the fifth time you have read it."

Elder Song chuckled: "It's not because you're going to school, and you have nothing to do, so you can only read this."

"Mr. Song, don't worry, I will live in the academy when you go to the academy. It's comfortable for you to live your own life outside." Ji Qingquan looked at the words on the paper, "Go out to listen to books and plays during the day, and draw some runes when you go home at night. Sell ​​some money, then go out for an outing and buy a pot of wine."

The days in the imperial capital looked so beautiful.

Song Lao nodded: "Yes, I live in the suburbs, it's cheaper, and it's convenient to go out for an outing."

"No need to save money." Ji Qingquan had a smile on his face, "Ah, I heard that raising a small animal will make you feel better. Let's go to the market to pick and choose today, shall we?"

"Hey, okay." Song Lao folded the letter carefully, and put it in the storage ring on his hand again, "Put it away, and I will report to you later."

"En." Ji Qingquan nodded.

Both the west market and the east market in Ishikawa City have exclusive places for selling things. Among them, the west market is for selling ordinary items, and the east market is for selling expensive cultivation items.

Ji Qingquan wanted to let Mr. Song raise a smaller and more peaceful little thing.It's good to be funny on weekdays.

The two took a small car to Dongshi.

The car can only seat two people, and the power comes from Mr. Song.The two sat in the car and were able to drive to Dongshi.This is the most commonly used transportation tool for ordinary cultivators.You can control the sword with the foundation up, but you don't bother with such small tools.

"The plane of Wu Zong has a higher-end circulatory system car. ——Wu Jiu"

"There is also Feitian. You must know that traveling between two points is the fastest in the sky. ——Dong Shuya"

"Heh, you can go up and sit on anything. Ordinary Nascent Soul can go to the sky with a piece of cloth. ——Gu Dahai"

Ji Qingquan: "I still have to practice..."

Elder Song looked at the scenery outside, and when he heard this, he turned to Ji Qingquan in doubt: "What? Cultivation? Why do you spend a good rest day thinking about cultivation?"

Ji Qingquan smiled back at Song Lao: "Just think about it casually, you may not be able to reach Yuanying after a lifetime of cultivation, but it will be very easy if you don't practice."

"??—Ancient Sea"

Looking at Gu Haihai's temper, he might want to beat himself up.Fortunately, he couldn't beat him, Ji Qingquan thought.

The market has always been the busiest place in Ishikawa City, with people coming and going, and it is extremely lively.Flying above the market is prohibited. If you insist on flying, you will either be unable to do so, or you will be directly shot down. This is the defense formation of every city. It has an ancient origin and goes deep into the ground.

"Oh, this cinnabar is just out of the best ink. Look at the color, no one can be redder than ours."

"Brightening rouge cream~"

"Commonly used pills are packed and taken away, one bottle is one gold. Welcome to trade spirit stones. Ten bottles of spirit stones."

"Don't miss it when you pass by, fresh spirit fruit wine."

The two got out of the car, Song Lao put the car away, and led Ji Qingquan along the street.The living things are located in the inner part of the East City, so as not to let the smell of some unrecognized things affect the business outside.

"One civet cat is thirty gold."

"Hundred pieces of spirit stones are sold at a bargain price. They are good-looking and can still look after the house! Ten pieces of spirit stones are cheap!"

Walking past two shops with many small animals at the door, the two continued to walk inside.

The store here has a long row of birds, and the store over there has a nest of foxes.

"What does Mr. Song want to buy?" Ji Qingquan was dazzled and didn't know what to choose.Logically speaking, it is time to choose a safe animal.But there are a lot of peaceful animals here.

"...Hey, I don't know, let's see." Elder Song was also worried.

"Oh, where did you get this lynx? It's not badly hurt." A female voice asked a shopkeeper.

"No, I picked it up. I put all my things here, so I had to bring them here and put them together." The shopkeeper obviously had distress in his words.

Both Ji Qingquan and Song Lao looked over.

A giant lynx in a cage.Its hair was still knotted, its waist was wrapped in bandages, and plaster was stuck on its forehead. It lay there with its eyes closed, motionless, and only its breathing could prove that it was still alive.

The author has something to say: Cough, lynx = lynx, super large, hidden sword sect pet, national second-class protected animal, imagine raising it.