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

After a sword cut through the unknown creature suspected of being a female ghost, a hidden fairy token fell to the ground.

Ji Chenge picked up the jade Token of Immortal Immortals, and found that this Token of Immortal Immortals was not the same as the one he picked up in the monkey pile before. He checked his backpack with his spiritual sense, and found that the Token of Immortal Immortals before had already disappeared. gone.

Shao Jue glanced at the token in Ji Chen's singer, and said casually, "It turns out that so many days have passed."

As soon as Ji Chenge heard this skilled tone, he knew that Shao Jue understood the current situation better than him, so he asked, "How many people are left here?"

Shao Jue murmured: "Well... If I remember correctly, there are a total of [-] such jade cards, which means that those who are still in the Hidden Immortal Secret Realm have already started to compete for these [-] places."

Having said that, there may be less than 300 people left in the end. After all, not every hidden Token of the Immortal can be found by monks.

They were all in the mysterious space that sealed Shaoyao during this time, and the flow of time was probably not the same, and the two of them were not included in the automatic clearing of people in the secret realm.

Ji Chenge threw the Yinxian Token to Shao Jue.

"Take it."

Shao Jue subconsciously raised his hand to catch Yinxianling, felt the cold touch of Yinxianling, and was stunned for a moment, then asked belatedly, "What about you?"

Ji Chenge smiled nonchalantly, "There are three hundred, don't worry."

His tone was light, but with a kind of calm confidence.

Shao Jue couldn't help but look at Ji Chenge twice more, feeling that Ji Chenge's performance was always beyond his expectations, so he also smiled silently.

Ji Chenge looked at the palace carved out of ice in front of his eyes, and said, "Aren't you going to give me something? Just lead the way."

Shao Jue curled his lips, and didn't refuse any more. He put the Yinxian Ling into the storage bag, and walked into the ice palace first, as if he had wandered around countless times.

The ice and snow in the snowy area do not melt all year round, and the ice has been frozen for many years. The deeper you go, the colder the ice around you will be. Torches hang upside down on the ice wall, and the ghostly fire is crackling and burning.

Rao is a cultivator who is immune to cold and heat, even after stepping into the Ice Palace, Ji Chenge can feel the slightest bit of coolness.

For him, this is actually a very novel experience.

He belongs to the root of the ice spirit, since he formally embarked on the path of cultivation, he has no idea what coldness is, and this feeling has really not been seen for a long time.

Shao Jue, who was walking ahead, stopped.

Ji Chenge also stopped and looked over Shao Jue.

"This is……"

Rows of ice coffins are neatly arranged in the empty ice room, at first glance,

There are also ten or twenty.

Shao Jue turned around and asked him in a low voice, "Do you want to know what's inside?"

Rationally, Ji Chenge didn't want to know what was inside, but emotionally, he really wanted to open the ice coffin to take a look, so he frowned somewhat contradictoryly.

Shao Jue waited for him for a while, seeing that he didn't speak, but he didn't refuse, so he casually walked to the nearest ice coffin, stretched out his hand and pushed——

Did not push away.

Ji Chenge: "..."

Vegetables, brother.

He walked over, pulled out the drinking ice, and pushed open the coffin lid made of ice with the tip of his sword.

From inside the ice coffin, a pale, soft arm stretched out slowly.

Ji Chenge slashed with a sword subconsciously, but he didn't expect Yinbing to pass through the thing directly, and the ice coffin was split into two by him, and the things inside the ice coffin crawled out.

The weak and boneless hand wraps around Ji Chenge's neck like a snake, and sticks the translucent body against Ji Chenge's body. It fits tightly, and there is no uncomfortable touch. The only feeling is cold, and the coldness goes into the bones. Drill cold.

Shao Jue read in shock: "Ah, it's a flamboyant ghost, it seems that my luck is still as bad as before."

Yangui, this is actually the legendary Yangui!

Ji Chenge's face suddenly turned a little green.

The insubstantial, ghostly ghost sticks to his body like a dog's skin plaster, without any threat, but it cannot be shaken off at all.

Shao Jue didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and he looked like he was watching a good show: "It seems that Senior Brother Ji has a lot of good luck."

With a livid face, Ji Chenge held Shao Jue's shoulder with one hand, and pulled the hateful perpetrator to him.

"Ok?"

Shao Jue blinked innocently.

Ji Chenge's eyebrows were pounding, and his voice became colder: "Let her go back to the coffin."

Shao Jue said innocently: "But you have already broken the coffin."

Ji Chenge glared at the coffin that had been cut in two, his expression quite indescribable.

Shao Jue, who successfully played tricks on Ji Chenge, shrugged contentedly, walked to another ice coffin, and easily pushed the lid away.

It was empty there.

He knocked on the ice coffin seven times with his fingers, and the erotic ghost entangled with Ji Chenge paused, floated towards the coffin, and got into it very docilely.

Shao Jue said regretfully, "Okay. That's it..."

Ji Chenge twisted his wrist.

"Ok?"

Shao Jue only had time to utter a syllable of doubt, and Ji Chenge pressed his wrist and shoulders, forcefully pushing him into the ice coffin that Yan Gui had just entered

in.

As soon as Shao Jue was stuffed in, two pale arms stretched out to encircle him gently.

Ji Chenge made a gesture to close the coffin lid.

"Wait!" Shao Jue quickly reached out to hold the lid, "Wait, Senior Brother Ji..."

Ji Chenge sneered, "Can't push it? Huh?"

Shao Jue is very capable of bending and stretching. Hearing this, he showed Ji Chenge a cute and harmless smile, begging for mercy: "I was wrong, Senior Brother Ji."

Ji Chenge looked at him coldly, unmoved at all.

Shao Jue, who was so peaceful in close combat, could only smile wryly: "Master Ji, I have been reflecting on myself."

Ji Chenge said coldly: "It seems that you didn't reflect for too long, so you should just stay inside and reflect for a while."

Shao Jue: "..."

He tilted his head and kissed Ji Chenge's finger flatteringly.

"Happiness is reduced by one."

Ji Chenge: "..."

Ji Chenge said, "Don't make trouble."

He finally let go of his hand, Shao Jue got rid of the reluctant Yan Gui, and crawled out of the ice coffin by himself.

Ji Chenge barely resisted the urge to push this troublemaker back, and closed the ice coffin firmly, not giving the erotic ghost a chance to crawl out and become a demon.

Shao Jue straightened his clothes, and introduced in a serious manner: "These 21 ice coffins, some are empty, some hide murderous intentions, and some are opportunities for gifted people. This is the edge of the hidden fairyland, so it is rare The monk found it here."

Co-authoring or unlocking prizes.

Under Ji Chenge's extraordinarily serious gaze, Shao Jue consciously opened two ice coffins to make amends.

Among the two coffins, a blue palace lantern lit out from one of them, and the other was an empty coffin, but the bottom of the coffin was a step leading to the underground, deep and cold.

Shao Jue lit the palace lantern.

He said, "Let's go."

He raised one foot, and was about to step in, but suddenly remembered something, so he turned around, and gently touched Ji Chenge's eyebrows with his index finger.

Ji Chenge didn't move, allowing him to move.

The other party's cold fingertips touched the center of the brows, and a few cumbersome formulas came into his mind. Shao Jue explained: "The formula to protect against the cold will be better if you use it."

The anti-cold formula Shao Jue taught him was not as simple as the daily formulas Ji Chenge knew, and was somewhat obscure, but after actually using it, the coldness that had been lingering around Ji Chenge finally faded away.

"This blue lantern will guide us to the hidden room in the Ice Palace. It needs to be lit with one's own life essence. While burning, it will consume the vitality of the bearer. Those with insufficient cultivation... such as building a foundation, just need to use it to light it. Take three breaths, and your lifespan will be sucked dry by it."

Ji Chenge frowned.

"then you……"

"It's okay, I'm not using my own life essence. I just want to tell you that when you encounter something of unknown origin, don't touch it rashly, especially if you get it from the hidden fairyland."

He glanced back at Ji Chenge, and said meaningfully: "Yueji allows Mo Xiu to enter here and treats Mo Xiu equally. Have you ever thought about what this means?"

Ji Chenge's heart skipped a beat.

He actually thought about it.

Ye Lin is the only person in the world of cultivating both immortals and demons, and the one who guides him is the half-volume of "The Record of Immortals and Demons". spiritual root.

Interestingly, Ye Lin got the complete "Xianmolu" in the Hidden Immortal Secret Realm.

He seemed to reply casually: "It means, is it possible that Yueji is a demon cultivator?"

Shao Jue hooked the corner of his mouth: "You are very smart."

He then walked forward, leading the way with a green light, and walked slowly in the darkness.

Ji Chenge followed behind Shao Jue, and saw many ghosts in the blue light.

An old man with a rotten face, a headless female corpse, a flowery bride, a cute child in Yuxue... They all blocked Shao Jue's way one by one, but Shao Jue, who was obsessed with the green light, passed them indifferently, without even giving a single glance. .

He shuttled among the strangely shaped ghosts, his already thin back looked even thinner.

The light emitted by the blue lantern became more and more intense, until at a certain moment, it was so radiant that the surrounding darkness was suddenly dispelled by the blue light.

Here...is another ice room.

The empty ice room has no exit, and is surrounded by solid ice walls. In the center of the ice room, there is a Guqin.

Shao Jue, who was airborne in the ice room, put away the palace lantern in his hand, and asked Ji Chenge, "Can you play the piano?"

meeting.

can play the piano.

After belatedly realizing that many of his skills were useless, Ji Chenge shook his head calmly.

Shao Jue was not surprised.

Practitioners are all eager for all kinds of powerful magic tools, but sword cultivators disdain them and only love the sword in their hands. It is normal for sword cultivators not to know how to play the piano.

He stepped forward and lightly plucked the strings.

Ji Chenge keenly noticed that there seemed to be something more in the air.

Shao Jue sat down in front of the guqin, stroking the strings in a flowing manner, and the melodious piano sound poured out smoothly under his hands, like the wind in the forest, which made people feel refreshed and happy.

The expression on his face when he closed his eyes and played the piano was gone from the usual lingering

Yu Qi, seemed to be much more alive, and finally had some vitality, and quietly overlapped with Shaoyao who was calm on the stone bed.

In front of the guqin, there was an old figure.

The vague figure didn't say quietly until after listening to the piece played by Shao Jue: "Young man, I haven't heard such a beautiful piece of music for a long time——huh? You are not young..."

A cloud of black air gushed out from between Shao Jue's brows, and in the blink of an eye, the black air condensed into a big black hand, which ruthlessly slapped the old man back into the guqin.

With a snap, the old man silenced his voice.

Shao Jue opened his eyes, with obvious impatience in his eyes. When he looked at Ji Chenge, he returned to normal. His tone was gentle, but the words he uttered were harsh: "Don't worry about it. It's just a memory left by the former cultivators. , other than bluffing and cheating, it’s useless.”

Ji Chenge: "..."

Really? It's obviously a common plot in comprehension novels, but the old man just now left the scene too without a face.

The guqin that appeared in Yueji's cave was a magic weapon left over from the era when Mahayana monks were flying all over the sky. This old man might be in the Mahayana stage or the fusion stage, but he was said to be a swindling roadside ghost...as expected of Shao Jue.

Ji Chenge asked calmly: "This is what you plan to give me?"

In fact, this refreshing piece of music can be considered a good gift.

"Of course not." Shao Jue looked up and stretched out his hand, a white porcelain bottle slowly appeared and landed in Shao Jue's palm.

He handed the porcelain bottle to Ji Chenge.

Ji Chenge took it over and asked, "What is this?"

"Phoenix blood."

"...Phoenix blood?"

"Well, it is very likely that it is the last drop of phoenix blood in the world. It can be tempered with a spirit sword, or washed with scriptures and marrow. How about this gift?"

The author has something to say: Shao Jue: We paint the array with blood... oh, not with my blood.

Shao Jue: We light the green lantern with longevity yuan... oh, not with my longevity yuan.

Shao Jue: I'll give you a big gift... Oh, it's not mine, but from now on, it's yours.

Ji Chenge: ...Thank you.

Shaoyao & Jiuquan Devil Emperor & Yueji: We have a sentence mmp, I don't know if it should be said or not.

#Poverty, but still able to take off with cp#

It doesn't matter, we will go and rob Shao Jue's own cave later (?