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

With the crisp chirping of birds and the sound of gurgling water in his ears, Ji Chenge's eyelashes trembled, feeling the spring breeze blowing across his cheeks, he opened his eyes and saw a clear blue sky.

Staring at the cloudless sky, Ji Chenge reacted for a while before his consciousness really came back.

At this moment, he was lying on the raft, drifting with the current.

The scenery on both sides was retreating unhurriedly, Ji Chenge struggled to sit up from the raft, the raft swayed, and the little flowers that had been placed in front of him fluttered down.

Ji Chenge twirled a small flower with a rare dazed expression.

He was drifting down the river, and the man who had put him on the raft had adorned him with flowers, not knowing what he wanted.

He also noticed that there was an extra flower-woven bracelet on his wrist.

Ji Chenge remembered.

This is one of the basket of accessories that Shao Jue left behind in the system home.

He looked around, only seeing tall trees on both sides of the river, not even a single figure, including Shao Jue who fell into the abyss with him.

"system?"

"Hello, host, your little cutie is here to serve you wholeheartedly."

The system is still there without any delay, which means that this is not someone's dream.

Ji Chenge asked: "Where is this place?"

The system replied: "According to the system scan, the spiritual energy here is very pure, and it should be a relic of the Mahayana period from 300 million to 800 million years ago."

With a few ding ding ding sounds, Ji Chenge's [-] points and [-] common currency arrived in the account.

Ji Chenge opened the system interface, counted the current points, and asked the system: "Where are Shao Jue and Ye Lin?"

"After entering the Yifu, the host will be separated from the others."

Ji Chenge raised his eyebrows: "Shao Jue too?"

"Yes."

In fact, Ji Chenge didn't sleep for a long time. The system only had time to scan the surrounding environment, and the host woke up by itself.

"Scanning the health status of the host... The scan has been completed, the host is healthy, without any debuffs"

Ji Chenge glanced at the lush woods, and after thinking about entering the woods and continuing to drift along the water, he still chose the latter.

Judging from Shao Jue's attitude of calmly falling into the abyss, he should have expected it a long time ago. Ji Chenge and Shao Jue are Taoist couples. Although they can't figure out Shao Jue's thoughts, but... after all, they don't want to harm him, so it's better to wait and see Change and see what happens next.

The raft floated along the current for a long time.

Ji Chenge lay on the raft, gradually feeling a little drowsy. This beautiful scene of singing birds and flowers seemed to have the charm of bewitching monks.

The system erected an invisible protective cover for Ji Chenge, allowing the host to lie back and close his eyes to fall asleep.

After drifting like this for a long time, the raft bumped into something lightly. Ji Chenge opened his eyes and met the people on the shore.

He lay on the sheepskin raft, covered half of his body with flowers, and opened his eyes to look up.

The white-clothed boy on the shore looked down at him, his soft white hair was draped over his shoulders, as soft as cotton candy, Ji Chenge's figure was in his ruby-like beautiful eyes, without blinking.In those eyes, there is a child-like innocence, but also a child-like stubbornness.

The young man in front of him was clean and calm, with a faint holiness unlike ordinary people.

Ji Chenge was extremely surprised.

Because the boy in front of him has the facial features he is most familiar with.

He obviously has the same face and figure, but his temperament is completely opposite to that of Jiuquan Demon Emperor, but he can vaguely see some traces of Shao Jue.

The young man tilted his head and asked curiously with a smile, "Did you come along the river?"

Ji Chenge couldn't figure out the origin and attitude of the young man in front of him, he sat up, frowned slightly, with just the right amount of vigilance in his eyes, hesitantly said: "You are——"

Hearing the words, the young man with exquisite eyebrows opened his thin lips lightly, and introduced himself first: "My name is Shaoyao."

Shao Yao.

A Shaoyao who can move and talk.

A few young girls walked up behind Shaoyao, all of them looked about the same age as Shaoyao, and had a clean temperament very similar to Shaoyao's. They looked at Ji Chenge curiously and whispered, but they didn't have the slightest malice.

The raft swayed, a few small flowers accidentally fell into the water, and Ji Chenge stepped onto the shore calmly.

"It's a pleasure to meet you. My surname is Ji, and my name is Shen Ge. I'm a traveler. I passed by here unintentionally. Didn't I disturb you?"

Shaoyao shook her head with a peaceful attitude.

"It's okay. The ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven is coming soon, and there are many outsiders in the valley. If you are also here to watch the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, come with me. I can take you into the valley."

Ji Chenge smiled and cupped his hands: "Thank you."

Shaoyao's eyes briefly stayed on the bracelet on Ji Chensing's wrist, and he said casually: "It's the first time I've seen such a gentle swordsman like you."

Ji Chenge was dumbfounded.

He obviously restrained the sword energy on his body and deliberately put on a chic and elegant appearance, but the other party still recognized his identity as a sword repairman at a glance.He said frankly, "How do you know?"

Shaoyao narrowed her eyes and smiled in a good mood: "Why is this so difficult? When I saw you, it was as if I saw a sword that was not stained with dust. Then you are naturally a sword cultivator."

spotless...

This kind of description made Ji Chenge a little uncomfortable. Before he answered, a girl standing beside Shaoyao smiled and said, "That's because Shengzi has good eyesight. I thought this fairy teacher was a traveler." It's a painting repair."

Saying that, the playful Chongji Chenge blinked.

The boys and girls let out good-natured laughter and echoed one after another. Ji Chenge was also infected by such a relaxed atmosphere, and his eyebrows lightly opened.

Shaoyao paused, looked away from Ji Chenge's face, and said softly, "Then follow me."

***

Shaoyao's family has lived in this secluded valley for generations. It is a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters and rich aura. It is said that there is a rare top-quality spiritual vein buried underground.

When they passed through the woods, they heard a woman singing in the distance, in this silent valley, it was like the sound of heaven.

Ji Chenge once learned from Shao Jue's few words that Shaoyao was the holy son of the family, and now, he also learned that the leader of this family is a powerful man who reached the Mahayana stage at the age of three hundred.

The Mahayana period of three hundred years old...

Although he already knew that there were many powerful people in the cultivation world back then, Ji Chenge was unavoidably shocked when he heard about this age.

Is this new dungeon really set in the cultivation world millions of years ago?

Human voices gradually came from the fairyland-like valley, and the group of them passed through a waterfall and stepped into another space.

What appeared in front of me was a peaceful town.

There are people coming and going in the town, and they are all cultivators. It is extremely lively, and it is incompatible with the beautiful valley like a fairyland.There are vendors on both sides of the street selling all kinds of magic weapons, panacea, and living spiritual pets... Ji Chenge stopped and stretched out his hand to tease a squirrel.

The squirrel is a small one with a fluffy tail, and it looks so cute when it gently sniffs Ji Chenge's fingers.

Shaoyao asked: "Do you like spiritual pets?"

Ji Chenge shook his head.

"Just raised rats."

To be precise, he raised a hamster, which was raised by Ji Jiajia in his previous life.

As for the cute beast Gourd Tutu...

That is a god of wealth, not a spiritual pet.

Shaoyao turned her head, said richly and generously: "I want this spiritual pet."

The owner of the stall immediately smiled and said, "Okay!"

Ji Chenge was taken aback: "You want it?"

Shaoyao paid for the spirit stone, and lifted up the cage containing the spirit pet. Seeing Ji Chenge's hesitant to speak, she asked in puzzlement, "What's the matter, don't you like it?"

With that said, he opened the cage, held the little squirrel in his hand, and handed it to Ji Chenge.

Ji Chenge could only reach out to take it, he felt his palms itching, the little squirrel lay obediently in his hand, a thin one, like a plush toy.

Ji Chenge looked at Shaoyao in confusion, and found that Shaoyao was also looking at him, pursing his lips, the lines on his face were slightly tensed, as if he was nervous.He asked again: "Don't you like it?"

... This young man is too clean, whether it is his eyes or temperament, and compared to Shao Jue, he is really much more immature. Ji Chenge was at a loss for a while, so he could only say: "Thank you, then I will not be polite."

He found that he was still more willing to deal with the unpredictable Shao Jue.

Only then did Shaoyao laugh again.

The boys and girls who followed them disappeared, and Shaoyao led him to an inn to settle down. The inn was so crowded that there was not even a place to stay. One way.Shaoyao spoke a few words to the proprietress of the inn, and the proprietress arranged a room for Ji Chenge.

Shaoyao said: "Three days later is the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, I will send someone to pick you up."

Ji Chenge felt that there was no reason for this Shaoyao to be kind to him, but he did not refuse, but readily agreed.

After staying in the inn, he learned from other monks' conversations that this small town is a cave specially used by Shaoyao's people to house outsiders, and Shaoyao and the others don't live here.

And this town is full of people, all of whom came for the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven.

"Fellow Daoists don't know? During this sacrifice ceremony, the current Holy Son will listen to the voice of Heaven for the first time. This is a dialogue with Heaven!"

"Hey, I've heard that every generation of holy sons can only be considered a real adult if they have listened to the voice of heaven and personally presided over a ceremony to worship heaven."

"Speaking of the Holy Son, I heard that he came to our inn this morning."

"real or fake?"

"What did I lie to you..."

Ji Chenge stroked the smooth fur of the little squirrel, thoughtful.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

Early in the morning, a barefooted girl in white came to the inn to pick up Ji Chenge.Ji Chenge recognized her, the girl was there the day he was brought back by Shaoyao.

The monks from outside were very excited. Most of them left for the place where the altar was before dawn. Ji Chenge was the slowest group. He followed the girl in white to leave the town, walked through the woods, and finally Saw the rumored altar.

The altar is solemn and solemn, and it is sacred and inviolable at a glance. The people who came here to watch the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven stood far away, holding their breath, full of awe, and did not dare to make a sound.It's the exact opposite of the high-spirited look in the small town.

Ji Chenge enjoyed the VIP treatment, and was led to the front row by the girl in white, where he was able to watch a lengthy ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven up close.

The Shaoyao people in white costumes walked up to the altar. Everything was in order. Accompanied by the performance of ancient musical instruments, melodious singing sounded.

Ji Chenge raised his eyes, just in time to see Shaoyao wearing a familiar white priestly uniform, with layer upon layer of tunic robes dignified and holy. Surrounded by his clansmen, he stepped onto the altar step by step, moving with the singing.

This is a mysterious and ancient priest dance.

The Holy Son is spinning on the high altar, lowering his waist, his wide sleeves are swinging with his movements, and his every move has a unique rhythm. It is really like a god descending from the earth, holy and incredible.

When the dance came to an end, someone shouted: "Sacrifice—!"

Ji Chenge's eyes widened slightly.

He saw Qiu Zichang.

Qiu Zichang and the other two demon cultivators were firmly bound by immortal ropes, and carried up to the altar like livestock.

The altar slowly slid open to the sides, revealing a pitch-black pool of black water surging with demon energy.

With a decent smile on his face, Shaoyao retreated leisurely, and his clansmen threw the three "sacrifices" into the water.

Qiu Zichang was missing two legs, and he was particularly eye-catching among the three sacrifices. He screamed and struggled in pain. After being thrown into the water, he was surrounded by fear of death, and tears flowed from fear, "Don't! Don't! Kill me! Spare me! Spare me, I won't dare again!"

The same goes for the other two demon cultivators, they kept crying and begging in Shaoyao's direction, shouting Shao Jue's name, but Shaoyao remained unmoved.

With a calm expression, amidst the wailing of the "sacrifices", he gently opened his lips and began to sing an ancient song.

That was the singing sound from above the altar when the ritual of offering sacrifices to heaven began.

Ji Chenge can't understand such an ancient song, but from Shaoyao's singing, he can feel the thickness of the mountain, the vastness of the sea, and the beauty of life... The ancient scroll is slowly unfolding in front of his eyes, making people intoxicated by it. Tonight and He Xi.

Accompanied by such singing, the three sacrifices sank into the water in despair, corroded by the devilish energy, and soon there were only three pale skeletons left.

The monks who watched the ceremony were intoxicated by Shaoyao's singing, and only Ye Lin and others who were lurking in the crowd had cold hands and feet.

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