Jian Xiu is a big pig's hoof[Transmigration Book]

It is not a short journey from the big world of Chaoyang to the small world of Ivy.

It is said that many, many years ago, the big world, middle world, and small world in the realm of comprehension were all independent and not interlinked.

If people in the small world want to go to the middle world or the big world, the only way is to ascend, and if people from the big world want to go to the small world, they can only sneakily find another way, suppress their cultivation and hide their identities.

It was Shaoyao who changed everything.

Shaoyao is a great power at the same time as Yueji, and it is said that he is Yueji's best friend. He personally led the practitioners to establish a teleportation station, connecting many worlds into a whole.

Later generations have different opinions on this. Some people say that it was because of Shaoyao's actions that led to the decline of the cultivation world as a whole, while others said that it was Shaoyao who anticipated the decline of the cultivation world and created the teleportation station so that all worlds can support each other. , Overcoming difficulties together.

But no matter what, after millions of years, Shaoyao has long since disappeared, and the current cultivation world has become accustomed to the existence of various teleportation stations.

Just as Ji Chenge once guessed, after coming out of Qiutang Wonderland, he and Ye Lin split into two ways. Ye Lin brought the fake longevity stone that was dug up temporarily to attract the attention of most monks, while he brought Holding the real longevity stone, I came to Ye Lin's hometown - Ivy Small World, Gulan Village.

Standing on the land of the small world of green vines, Ji Chenge felt a little emotional.

This is the first stop after his rebirth, and the last stop of the "memory scroll".

When he passed by a small stream, he happened to see the reflection on the water surface, and was startled by himself reflected.

In the reflection, Ji Chenge's eyes were cold, although he restrained himself well, he still couldn't conceal his murderous aura, very much like Ji Hongxue when they first met.

Ji Chenge exhaled lightly to make himself look less scary.

Just one day ago, Yin Bing drank the blood of a cultivator.

He had already expected that this journey would not be smooth and smooth, but he did not expect that the hearts of the people in the cultivation world would be so dangerous.

Fortunately, when he died with Withered Scythe in Gulan Village, the last memory will be completed.

Ji Chenge stepped into Gulan Village.

There are long-lost white walls and black tiles everywhere. He looked up and saw the seedlings of Huangquanhua growing hard in the corner covered with a layer of shadow.

Just at this time, an old man with white beard and hair was passing by with his tall grandson. When he saw Ji Chenge, he couldn't help being taken aback.

Ji Chenge didn't look sideways, and walked past him calmly, with a gentle expression on his face, but with

With a cold aura that rejects people thousands of miles away.

The village chief hesitated again and again, but he summoned up the courage to stop Ji Chenge.

"This immortal master, please stay!"

As soon as he spoke, he felt his heart constrict, and some kind of overwhelming pressure made his heart beat like a drum.

But Ji Chenge stopped as he said, turned his head, and responded lightly.

The village chief didn't expect that the fairy master would really pay attention to him, and hurriedly said: "Fairy master, I am the village chief of this village. There has been a ghost in our village recently, and everyone is panicking. Please save this village." People from a whole village!"

The corners of Ji Chenge's lips curled up slightly, and his voice couldn't hear any emotion: "There is a lack of spiritual energy here, so there will be no ghosts for no reason."

The village chief's heart skipped a beat: "This..."

"That's all." Ji Chenge waved his hand, stopped his words, and said: "My surname is Ji, and I come from Tianxuanmen. I am here today because I have something important to do. If you need me, you might as well come to me tomorrow. .”

Tianxuanmen is the largest sect in the Ivy Small World. It was repeatedly mentioned in the first ten chapters of "Survival Immortal Demon Records" that the status of Tianxuanmen in the Ivy Small World is probably more noble than the imperial power. After all, in the Ivy Small World All disasters, large and small, were resolved by Tianxuanmen.

In "Survival of Immortals and Demons", Ye Lin lived in Gulan Village since he was a child, so he has naturally heard the name of Tianxuanmen. His dream since childhood is to worship Tianxuanmen in the future, become famous, and let his grandparents live a good life.

It's a pity that when he was young, the elders of Tianxuanmen did come to accept disciples, but they didn't like Ye Lin, who was a waste spirit root, and only took away Ye Lin's friends.

And then……

Ye Lin was taken by Xiyan from Fumo Palace, and was taken to practice magic.

Therefore, Ji Chenge reported Tianxuanmen's name in a smooth manner, and the village chief believed him immediately when he saw his extraordinary bearing.

"Then... where should I go to find the immortal teacher tomorrow?"

Ji Chenge pointed in a direction from afar.

It was the cabin outside the village.

It was Ye Lin's home. After Ye Lin's grandparents passed away, it had been empty and had been covered with ashes for several years.

The village head also thought of that house, he was startled, and wanted to say something again, a strong wind blew by suddenly, the village head had to close his eyes, and when he opened them again, he found that the man in white just now had disappeared.

He clenched the crutch in his hand and made up his mind.

Manager Xu did not come for a long time, so he had to find another way to solve the strange things in the village.

……

In the Chongxue Palace, except for the mountain peaks specially used to guard swords, all disciples are not allowed to fly, so Ji Chenge's technique of shrinking the ground into a ruler became more and more skillful.

cooked.

In a blink of an eye, he had already passed through the large forest and came to the small wooden house.

The cabin was in a mess, as if it had been ransacked, and there were no pots and pans left. Ji Chenge recalled the contents of "Survival Immortal and Demon Record", and he could guess that those things were probably taken by the villagers of Gulan Village. took away.

He, who has experienced the Huangquanhua incident, knows very well the character of those villagers.

Ji Chenge made a trick, and the dust and dirt in the yard were washed away, and all the things scattered on the ground were neatly piled up in the corner, leaving only an ordinary drying rack.

Ok……

That's about it.

He pushed open the door of the house, threw out the scattered beds and cabinets, piled them up in a corner of the yard, and cleaned them up with magic.

This was approved by Ye Phosphorus.

He asked Ji Chenge to live in his own home, and said: "The house hasn't been tidied up for a long time, and senior brother may need to clean it a little when he moves in... eh? Well, senior brother just follow the guidance of this thing, and when we arrive at Qingteng Xiao The world, it will automatically lead the way for the senior brother....Yes, the house is messy, so just throw away what should be lost. I have packed up all the belongings of my grandparents, so don’t worry about this. Don’t worry! Once I get rid of those people, I will immediately It won't be long to find you."

Ji Chenge took out a large wooden box from the storage bag.

Before coming to the small world of Qingteng, Ji Chenge deposited the natural materials and earthly treasures obtained in Qiutang Wonderland in the Wanbao Building, leaving only a change of clothes and bits and pieces of wound medicine for himself.

He who has just been reborn doesn't understand these things, the less things he carries with him, the better.

Folded the changed clothes and put them in, and stuffed some bottles and cans, Ji Chenge left a "note".

"You are Welcome."

Flowing clouds and water, in one go.

Thinking about the vigilant look on his face when he just came to this world, he wanted to laugh a little.

Almost there, time to go back.

He misses the system's cute self-heating hot pot.

***

The place Ji Chenge chose in the end was a deserted open space outside the woods.

He was carrying the longevity stone, neither he nor the people who followed him wanted to make things big and attract the local forces from Ivy Small World.

With a hint of a smile, he raised his voice and said, "Aren't you coming out yet? If you don't show up, it will be too late."

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the leaves made a pleasant rustling sound. Ji Chenge stood quietly in the open space among the trees, with a relaxed posture, motionless.

The only sounds in my ears are the wind and the rustling of leaves.

"boom

——! "

A big blood-red hand descended from the sky without warning, and patted Ji Chenge directly.

clang!

A long sword firmly blocked the bloody hand, and it was difficult for the bloody hand to push any further.

The bloody hand was as hot as if it had just been fished out of the stove, and the long sword was covered with a layer of ice, colder than the white snow in the extreme north of Chaoyang Great World.

An old voice laughed strangely, and said viciously: "Boy, hand over the longevity stone, and I can make your death more dignified."

He had suffered from Ji Chenge in Qiutang Wonderland, and hated this young sword cultivator in his heart. Now that Ku Lian no longer needed to suppress his cultivation, he was determined to kill Ji Chenge.

At the same time as the voice came, an old face full of ravines appeared in Ji Chenge's field of vision, and the voice of the other party was suddenly far away and near, and combined with invisible pressure, it poured into Ji Chenge's mind from all directions, making people more stressed. It is a trick commonly used by monks.

Such deliberate pressure did not change Ji Chenge's color.

"It's hard for you to follow here." Ji Chenge's tone was light, but his words were quite blunt: "I always thought that a monk who was so incompetent that he needed to use the longevity stone to continue his life must be stupid, but I didn't expect you to have some brains. "

Ji Chenge's bright eyes were calm and calm.

He looked directly into Withered Scythe's cloudy eyes, and he saw some traces of obsession.

"Did you pay a lot for having a baby? It's a pity that your life has stopped here, and it's hard to make any progress."

The young sword cultivator's tone was relaxed, and he didn't deliberately mock him, but such a gesture was already extremely arrogant in the eyes of San Xiu.

Withered sickle's face darkened instantly.

His blood-red eyes moved abnormally in their sockets, looking down at Ji Chenge, who was only in his twenties, with a more sinister killing intent in his eyes.

His face was twitching, and under the withered yellow skin were protruding blood vessels, which seemed to be flowing with magma.

The blood-red eyes clearly reflected Ji Chenge's figure.

Young, talented, and outstanding swordsmanship, he has encountered many adventures in the fairyland...

It's just a good birth, it's just a coincidence to be born in the big world.

If he had practiced in the big world since he was a child, his achievements today would definitely not be just at the current level!

These people who were born to cultivate in the big world and enjoy the best resources, how could they understand his difficulties!

He giggled and said, "Today, I will kill you here!"

With a shake of the bloody hand, an overwhelming heat wave rolled towards Ji Chenge.

Ji Chenge is not afraid, he thinks that nothing has changed much these years, the only thing is that

different from before.

——As a sword cultivator, as long as you have a sword in your hand, you can overcome obstacles and forge ahead!

In an instant, Ji Chenge had stabbed dozens of swords, and the cold long sword was flying in his hand, weaving a dense sword net, tightly strangling the bloody hand.

With a puff, it was unclear whether it was blood or magma liquid, and the bloody hand was half smashed by the sword energy in an instant.

Withered Scythe sneered and poured more demonic energy into it, and the tattered bloody hand recovered easily.

A snowflake fell silently on his shoulder.

The world they were in was covered with ice and snow, heavy snow fell from the top of their heads, and a thick layer of ice formed on the ground.

The chill seeped into Moxiu's body bit by bit, the pain was piercing, and even the red liquid flowing in the blood vessels was frozen and slowed down by three points.

How could a sword cultivator at the Jindan stage make a monk at the Nascent Soul stage feel cold?

Withering his gaze, he locked on to the long sword in Ji Chen's singer.

Could it be that sword?

The turbid eyes were full of greed, and blood started.

The crimson palm prints instantly filled the entire field of vision, dazzled so much that it occupied all the field of vision, and when the corrosive palms pressed down together, the overwhelming pressure often made people lose their fighting spirit.

Ji Chenge swung a sword!

He didn't dodge or evade, he cut off the bloody hand that was coming forward, regardless of the corroded corner of his clothes, and with a touch of his toe, he went straight to the deity of the withered sickle!

Withered Scythe sneered: "Overestimate one's abilities!"

Withered sickle pinched more than a dozen magic formulas, and threw demonic energy at Ji Chenge one after another. Although it was difficult for him to conceive a baby, and his cultivation after conceiving a baby was not as strong as other Nascent Soul cultivators, he still surpassed Ji Chenge after all. a realm.

The devilish energy corroded Ji Chenge's precious clothes, and left deep and visible wounds on the surface of the skin, but Ji Chenge went forward unswervingly, full of spiritual energy circulated in his body, and healed the injuries as quickly as possible. Ji Chenge held the sword There is no slightest hesitation or wavering in his hand.

He felt an invisible oppression, not from the withered sickle, but more like being bound by some kind of law. This invisible force was telling Ji Chenge that he must die here.

He rushed straight up and opened a path with the ice drink, and the ice drink made a crisp sword cry in his hand, the frost on the sword body was melted and corroded by the devil energy, and filled the gap with Ji Chenge's aura , re-covered with a stronger layer of ice.

After several repetitions, Yinbing buzzed and broke through the second seal left by Ji Hongxue!

The sword energy soared into the sky, tearing apart all obstacles in front of him

hinder!

The bloody hand felt the danger and pounced even more fiercely. At this time, Ji Chenge was very close to the dry sickle.

Ji Chenge didn't care about it, but when he was drinking ice and had the strongest fighting spirit, he did his best and stabbed the final sword!

The blood hand penetrated Ji Chenge's body first.

But Ji Chenge's sword with all his strength was already close at hand, the majestic sword energy and the cold that froze the blood made it impossible for the dry sickle to evade.

Withered sickle's eyes widened, Ji Chenge's sword pierced into his chest, the biting chill froze his heart in an instant, and spread to the internal organs at an extremely fast speed.Withered sickle's heart was full of alarm bells, and a baby's scream suddenly came from deep in his body, a blood-red, wrinkled, ugly baby burst out, leaving behind dry sickle's boss to escape in a hurry!

The next moment, the sword energy completely penetrated the dry sickle.

Two entangled bodies fell from the sky one after another. After the sound of two heavy objects falling to the ground, the snowflakes all over the sky dissipated, and the ice and snow on the ground also melted. The bloody hands also withered on the spot, turning into black sand.

Withered Scythe's boss is dead.

Yuan Ying escaped unharmed.

The bead on Ji Chensinger's wrist turned into a translucent little crane.

It felt that its master's life was about to end, so it flapped its wings and wanted to go back to Chongxue Palace for help.

The small world of green vines is too far away from the big world of Chaoyang. No one can know what happened to Ji Chenge before his death. Only this little crane faithfully recorded the last scene of Ji Chenge's experience.

Ji Chenge's vision became blurred, he raised his hand with the remaining strength, and pinched out the translucent crane that was about to spread its wings and fly high.

There is no need to alarm Chongxue Palace.

A pale figure appeared in Ji Chenge's blurred vision.

It's Shao Jue.

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole follows. Shao Jue is indeed the last oriole.

He blew up the entrance of Qiutang Fairyland, almost preventing Ji Chenge from entering the fairyland, and then disappeared, as if evaporated, but Ji Chenge knew that Shao Jue's purpose was also the longevity stone, and he must still be hiding in the dark .

Shao Jue leaned down, and deftly untied Ji Chenge's storage bag without any hesitation, as if he had practiced it thousands of times.

"You did very well."

He said softly, covering Ji Chenge's hand that pinched the crane with his palm, interlocking his fingers.

Facing the dying Ji Chenge, Shao Jue's gaze contained appreciation and regret, but was equally indifferent.It was the indifference of someone who was used to seeing life and death, watching fire from the other side.

His voice was gentle, as if he was asking Ji Chenge, or talking to himself: "However, what are you thinking?"

what? "

Why, to stop Lingzhu from sending messages?

Ji Chenge exhausted his last strength and pulled suddenly. Shao Juicai, as always, was pulled down by his strength, and just escaped the sneak attack from the dark.

A venomous devilish energy brushed across Shao Jue's head, corroding a few strands of curled white hair.

If it wasn't for Ji Chenge's pull, Shao Jue would have almost suffered this loss.

He raised his eyebrows, turned his head and saw a pair of eyes protruding from the bushes, the blood-colored eyes full of hatred - it was the Nascent Soul who escaped from Sanxiu.

Shao Jue sneered and said indifferently, "Go, kill him."

A rose-red petunias swaggered towards the bushes.

The attackers in the bushes reluctantly slipped away.

The light in Ji Chenge's eyes went out little by little, and his translucent eyes gradually dimmed.

Shao Jue didn't understand why Ji Chenge did this, but this "not understanding" would only make him more interested.

Ji Chenge's vitality was rapidly passing away, so Shao Jue leaned down and kissed Ji Chenge's forehead with cold lips.

"In return, I will let you try my Huansheng Formation."

His cold hands covered Ji Chenge's eyes.

"Go to sleep, my dear boy."

The author has something to say: the elderly, the way of expression is relatively strange.

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