The villain shouted: The tiger cub mistaken me! ［Through the book］

Drowsy, and I don't know how long it took to wash away the blood. After Si Fengqiang came out from the space rift, he used the hurricane-shattered array to block it in an inn, and then couldn't help falling asleep. up.

He didn't dare to stay in the space gap anymore. Without the innate ability of the Maverick bloodline, who knows if he won't be able to come out later.

The three monks who had been chasing after contacted the Patriarch immediately started to catch up and hunt them down, but they couldn't locate the space crack according to Si Feng's whereabouts.

"What about the monster? It can really run." One of them became irritable.

All three of them held a small formation disk in their hands, and in the center of the formation disk was a drop of blood.

"Wait a minute, something is wrong. The formation disk on my side has not moved." One person turned pale with shock, and the other two hurriedly used the formation disk in their hands to try it out, but when they input spiritual power, the pointer of the formation disk They are all as stable as Mount Tai and motionless.

After the three of them tried it all, they looked at each other in blank dismay; "What's the matter? This array has been used for so long, how can it fail at this time?"

——"Could it be that the monster has died on the road?"

"This..." They faintly felt that this was the truth.But if they want to see the dead, if they can't find the Wind Orb, they will be punished by their parents. At the very least, they need to know who got the magic weapon after the monster died.

When the three monks chased to the place where Si Feng washed away the blood, Si Feng was in the inn and had already woken up.

In his original appearance as a human, there was always a faint demonic aura permeating his body, as long as he was a monk with a higher cultivation base or a more sensitive monk, he would be able to feel that he was a half-demon.

If you are in the body of a demon, it is easier to be found and caught.

But now... Si Feng looked at the mirror in front of him.

His figure has become slack, and he looks taller than before. He used to look like a seven or eight-year-old boy, but now he looks about ten years old, and the features on his face are also slightly elongated.What is more conspicuous is a head of white hair.

It was the same color as the hair on his previous demon body.

He closed his eyes, and the wind around him was as friendly as before the blood was washed away, and even Si Feng had a vague feeling of controlling them to a higher level.

Si Feng smiled and touched his own image in the mirror. He did not lose his talent for wind and space, but in the future he will not have the blood of the demon clan and the changing demon body. This appearance is strange but not too attractive in human cultivation. Attention.

He smiled to himself and said, "That's a good thing, isn't it?"

"My mother seems to have never told me, who is my father? But seeing me wash away the blood so painfully, but I can wash the blood of the monster race so clean, I am afraid that he is a rare person among human cultivators." ..."Why did mother never mention it?Then why - didn't he come to protect his mother and himself while he was still alive?

Si Feng looked in one direction through the closed window——Yin Wanxi walked into a courtyard and saw his son standing in the courtyard reading a book, and was about to talk to him, but felt his heart throbbing, as if something was about to happen .

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Chu Chi curled up on the cold ground, rolled into the piece covered with the soft brocade quilt, grimaced and clenched his teeth.

I must be very out of shape now.

Chu Chi thought happily in the midst of suffering.

His body was in severe pain, and every meridian seemed to be beaten with an electric drill because of the disordered spiritual energy, but he couldn't use any spiritual energy.

It's so boring!Fried chicken, mutton skewers, shredded squid, cheese corn kernels, pork patty with pickled vegetables, milk tea, Dove chocolate, cocoa brownie, black pepper beef tenderloin, cola sprite, braised spicy chicken, braised pork ribs in vinegar sauce fish, rock sugar Sydney , Salt and Pepper Nine Belly Fish...

Chu Chi repeated in his mind the edible food he thought of to combat the pain, wishing he could pass it right away.

The mountain gate was locked tightly for a few days, and when it was opened again, Chu Chi felt a sense of detachment from everything he saw.

Then take some materials according to the list of decoctions and medicines given by the monks of the Yin family and continue to make alchemy. To be honest, Chu Chi very much hoped that this would be the last time.

"You can't keep yesterday's day, today's day is so worrying." Chu Chi smelted a furnace of waste slag again, don't squat on the side of the stove thinking about life, the faint flow of fire on the sapphire stove seems to be mocking He does.

"I have a clue, but it flashed through my mind, and I couldn't catch it." Chu Chi wished he could trade his bald head for inspiration. thousands of years.

Thinking of thousands of years, every ten years will hurt once, and life is hopeless.

After squatting down and thinking about life for a while, Chu Chi sighed, and was about to repeat the thousands of times of throwing away the medicine dregs before, but he keenly smelled a black elixir with a trace of medicinal fragrance inside.

He was shocked, his eyes were very excited.

When Chu Chi appeared in front of his apprentice Fu Bai again, Fu Bai saw that the ink-colored robe that his master had not changed for thousands of years had also turned into a cassock with gold-rimmed cloud patterns on a white background.

It would be a lie to say I am not surprised.

Isn't Master not always concerned about foreign affairs?After wearing that robe, even some disciples of Dexiangyao Peak imitated him to wear a simple black robe every day.But now, after a big change in temperament, his personality has become more detailed, and his preferences have also changed a lot.

People are refreshed on happy occasions. Although the hidden dangers of the exercises are still not resolved, at least Chu Chi has solved the pain of the original disordered spiritual power with the elixir he made.

If a small goal is solved, can a small goal be far behind?

"Master looks like this now, is there any happy event?" Fu Bai's heart is complicated. On the one hand, apart from the change of personality and preferences, he has not found anything else so far, but if she is told not to test, she still has doubts in her heart.

Chu Chi smiled, "That's natural."

"Then the ingredients for the Red Cloud Pill are ready?"

"Yes, because the disciple needs to deal with miscellaneous matters in the peak, in the past few days, the disciple has asked a disciple from Qingdan Peak to make a batch of elixir, which has already been sent to the Jubao Building, and sent them to the South Continent gone."

Chu Chi spread out his hands and handed out the jade bottle in his hand: "This is a freshly practiced pill, and it is aimed at the pain of spiritual disorder. Fu Bai, send this bottle of pill to the Yin family. The alchemist can see if their young master can take it?"

Fu Bai took the jade bottle lightly, and asked, "Is this the elixir that Master just made in the past few days?"

This apprentice is usually obedient and able to do things. Chu Chi is a little confused why she is a little weird today. Could it be that she has some difficulties in cultivation?

"Exactly. Is there something you don't understand in cultivation?"

Fu Bai smiled, lowered his head and made a shy expression: "It's also a question of cultivation. A few days ago, the alchemist of Qingdan Peak, the disciple of Lianhong Yundan, saw it by chance. His hands were itchy and he wanted to practice it, but he was busy with work. So I put it down for now, Master has just left the customs today and has a new pill, why don't you take this opportunity and Master teach your disciples how to make alchemy?"

Chu Chi looked at the small jade bottle in her hand, thinking that she seemed to follow him in alchemy before, so it's normal for his hands to itch for a while.

"Okay, then you can try this Fuyuan Pill, I'll watch from the side."

Chu Chi took out the small sapphire stove for her, and took out another batch of medicinal materials. Fu Bai sat cross-legged on the spot, and first looked at the prescription he gave.

When the disciple picked up medicinal materials and put them into the alchemy furnace, he stood beside the master and told her the matters needing attention in alchemy. With the gradual reduction of medicinal materials and Chu Chi's voice, the woman's eyebrows All doubts were completely dissipated...

eight

I solved a big problem of my own, and sent the Fuyuan Pill to the Southern Continent. Afterwards, the Yin family sent a letter saying that it was much better, and specially packaged a batch of spiritual planting seeds. They also enthusiastically expressed their intention to send their only seedlings. Wuyamen to learn.

In short, in the days that followed, Chu Chi thought that this was the correct way for him to open the world of cultivating immortals.

Daily life is alchemy, go for a walk in the elixir planting field on the top of the mountain, and then divert the ten years of spiritual power chaos and unable to use the time, you can go shopping in the market, you can go to the library to watch various exercises It was also because Chu Chi himself didn't pay much attention to other things except alchemy and planting, so he made a group of friends with similar interests.

For example, the master of the red-cloud alchemy disciple borrowed from Qingdan Peak before was an elder, and he and Chu Chi had a common language in alchemy. Fuyuan Dan 2.0.

But a lot of other weird pills came out, and the elder of Qingdan Peak brought over a friend he knew from Ming Bing Peak... In this way, he made two like-minded friends.

Elder Song Xi of Qingdan Peak, and Jin Hao of Ming Bingfeng.

Eat, drink, and play together, send wine here, and pick up the newly researched rare things there.

Chu Chi was lying on the rocking chair, with several empty wine bottles piled up beside him: "It's comfortable, this is the old-age life I need..."

Comfortable days are always reassuring. Counting the days of Lingzhi like this is like hundreds of years.

He often visits a small lake on a certain mountain peak, and the smart red-tailed squirrel got some elixir in Chu Chi's hand, which prolongs its lifespan. The old guy took it back and raised it;

The Wuyamen opened the mountain gate and received several batches of disciples, Huo Huo, and more people began to choose Xiangyao Peak, which is rich in resources and peaceful in the peak;

The very enthusiastic Yin family thought it was just a few words of politeness. At a certain time, Chu Chi and the elders of Qingdan Peak went to the secret realm to dig spiritual grass. Hearing from him, it turned out that the Yin family sent the only seedling Yin Wenshu to Qingdan specially. Feng is studying alchemy, but his body has not completely cured his illness. Some monks took him back to the Southern Continent after a while——

To put it in detail, Chu Chi only remembered countless comfortable and ordinary things in the past few hundred years, and the above-mentioned things did not leave much trace in his heart. If Chu Chi talked about these hundreds of years, he felt that he could record them There is only one "big event" in the world, the realization of the networking of the world of cultivating immortals! ! !

Chu Chi has been greatly satisfied with both physical and spiritual needs.

——In fact, I just recruited a few people to refine the platform version of the upgraded Yinchuan Jade Slip with the single version of the Sound Transmission Talisman and the Sound Transmission Jade Slip, adding a little bit of anonymity, and then started selling it to all monks.

In order to further enrich the monk's spiritual entertainment, Chu Chi and others refined some jade slips that could only be used with the spiritual energy of the spirit stone - but there were no words and melons that he wanted.

"I told you before that the specially made defective product of yours is probably not used by many monks to do such boring things. Although it is cheap, as a monk, it is natural to focus on cultivation."

Elder Songxi of Qingdan Peak despised Chu Chidao.

"Songxi is talking about this principle. If it weren't for the fact that some of us have a high cultivation base and a long lifespan, we would not have the intention to engage in these fun things. Those who are lower than our cultivation base may be..." Jin Hao waisted There are two small hammers hanging on his chest, and he can't stop eating. He is very puzzled that his friend Yu Zhang has always wanted to read gossip on the jade slips.

"Then I'll wait... I believe that everyone will have the fun of eating melons!" Chu Chi still didn't give up.

"I don't really understand you." On Jin Hao's shoulder stood a red-tailed squirrel who was as obnoxious as he was, and said while eating, "It's time to open the mountain gate to accept disciples tomorrow, and there are so few people in Xiangyao Peak , why don't you take two apprentices to play?"

"After accepting it, you will be like you, and you will be so angry that you can hear it all over the mountain every day?" Chu Chi is not very interested in accepting apprentices.He has three apprentices, the first apprentice Fu Bai handles things in an orderly manner, the second apprentice Shu Wuji is obsessed with various tasks in the affairs hall, either on the way to the mission, or ready to go to receive the mission, the third apprentice Yi Leiyin is a wandering apprentice, and a certain person in his previous life. Like a popular game, I send letters to report safety every ten years.

He thought it would be great.

After all... Moxiu's subordinates are a little bit fond of brainstorming.

Chu Chi accidentally bumped into a demon cultivator who was the same as the imprint of the soul in the sea of ​​consciousness when he went out one day. At that time, that demon cultivator was a beggar in the mortal world?The leader of the gang of beggars is also a beggar!After teaching him a method of shielding demonic energy and cultivating spiritual energy, the other party believed that Mr. Mozun was lurking in the righteous sect with lofty goals.

The friend's voice interrupted Chu Chi's increasingly distracted thoughts.

"If you're idle, you're idle. Anyway, it's tomorrow. Why don't you go and see this batch of good seedlings?" Songxi was more interested. He always joins in the fun of such things. After all, such things as alchemy value talent. .

"Then I'll pick and choose too? Sometimes I get busy in the peak to take care of Lingzhi, and the affairs hall assigns tasks, but I heard some disciples complain that sometimes they don't take care of Lingzhi as well as they do themselves."

The three reached an agreement.

The next morning, the clouds and mist still lingered, and the Wuyamen's mind-refining path was lingering in strands and strands, with a sense of immortality.

There are already people walking upwards on the road of refining the mind, and there is a tall water mirror in the center of the hall, but everyone who walks on the road of refining the mind will have something to show on it.

Gradually, Chu Chi's eyes were attracted by one person.

Si Feng looked ahead and walked up the stairs without any haste. At the very beginning, someone hurried up like a firecracker, and he kept at the same speed from the beginning to the end.

Gradually, those who were in the front stopped, and those who were in the back pulled away from him again. He walked alone on the road of refining his mind. The mist set him off, and the light of the east also appeared, with white hair , with no sadness or joy on his face, like a god.

Chu Chi looked at the person in the water mirror, he was so handsome and his face was so cold, he actually felt a heartbeat coming from his heart that he could feel.

He... he's so pretty...

The man stood on the road of refining his heart, still walking the stairs step by step, as if he had no idea that someone would observe him through the water mirror.

Si Feng smiled in his heart.

He knows that there are monks who will look at the xinxing aptitude of the disciples on the way of refining the mind. People like himself who do not stay firm for foreign things, as long as they are not too bad, they will be admitted to the sect, right?

There are heart-refining formations on the road of refining the mind, and the formations overlap, all of which are phantom formations, which have contributed to the friendship of Qiushuifeng's previous peak masters.

In front of Si Feng, a dense forest appeared. There was a woman with gentle eyes holding a small child. The wind blew past her and the child disappeared. She was also covered in exhaustion and blood.

"Feng'er," she shed two lines of tears, and did nothing, just looked at Si Feng sadly, her hands were trembling, but she didn't dare to touch him.

Si Feng glanced at her without stopping.When he went up to another step, the forest and the woman disappeared in the morning light.The hands in his sleeves were clenched into fists, but he didn't look back at her—mother died in front of his eyes.

A few more steps up, there was a boy in red, he laughed loudly, and when he raised his hand, Si Feng saw a big stone falling towards him, and behind him was a group of people of the same age laughing together——Si Feng Shou A wind blade appeared on the ground, cutting everyone into pieces with one knife.

His complexion did not change.

Even now that Si Mengyuan appeared in front of him, he would no longer be afraid, it was just an illusion.

Chu Chi looked at the white-haired man with that cold and indifferent expression from beginning to end, and occasionally stopped and a wind blade would appear from his hand, but within half a day, he walked from the middle to the front two. ten.

He's still going up.

There are [-] steps on the road to refining the mind, and Qiu Shuifeng is responsible for the layout of the phantom formations on it. Everyone can use it to train the mind, but generally few people torture themselves, so every time the mountain gate is opened, the number of phantom formations has to be controlled by someone. Lest accepting disciples become killing disciples.

But even if the formation is weakened in this way, it is also very powerful to be able to go up without stopping!

Si Feng also saw the beatings, hunting, taking blood, chasing and killing that he encountered along the way... including the man Xiu who gently stroked his head.

He used the wind to blow that figure away, and looked at the mountain gate of the Wuya Gate above the three thousand steps.

"almost……"