After raising a crooked junior brother, his design collapsed [Rebirth]

Although the sun is not visible in the underground palace, everyone has their own way of calculating the time.

There was still a while to count the ions, so Ji Xingmian took out a few pieces of talisman paper and unfolded them, bowed his head and began to draw. During the movement, a few strands of hair fell down to his shoulders, revealing a white and small earlobe, which was set off by the long black hair as crystal clear as jade .

The little black dragon by his neck was restless, it first used its claws to tease his hair, and then rubbed the tip of its nose against his ear.

The breath fluttered, pulling out a fine itching.The white jade was dyed a faint crimson color, Ji Xingmian tilted his head in discomfort, "Don't make trouble."

Seeing that the other party was bored, he simply tore a new piece of talisman paper, and drew the outline of a rabbit with a few strokes.As he finished the last stroke, the spell took shape, with a little white light, and turned into a small rabbit, vivid and real.

Ji Xingmian brought its ear to the little black dragon, and poked its head, "Play with it for a while, and I'll accompany you later."

The Poria Curse, which is priceless, is used to draw such a rabbit.Seeing this scene inadvertently, Xi He felt that he had been hit by [-] critical points.

Originally, he thought that the little black dragon was picked up by his son in the underground palace to be raised as a spiritual pet, but looking at it now, it really doesn't look like raising a spiritual pet.

Xi He inexplicably felt a little sense of crisis, poked Wang Shu's shoulder, and said sadly: "What should I do, I think I'm going to fall out of favor."

"..."

Hearing this, Wang Shu turned his head and glanced at him, his expression was indescribable.

"What's your reaction?" Xi He said unconvinced: "When it was just the two of us, wasn't I more favored than you?"

"Can you understand what it means to be favored?" Wang Shu didn't want to continue this unnutritious topic, and dragged the people towards the opposite side, "If you have nothing to do, follow me to help those people change the protective formation. "

In order to prevent the monster from sneaking up on people when they were not prepared, everyone did not forget to set up a simple protective formation while meditating to rest.

But that formation was too rough, and in the eyes of Xi He and the others, it was like paper.In order to prevent them from falling behind in the battle, Wang Shu decided to help them.

There was another wave of sincerity and fear among the people, needless to say.The two went back after setting up the formation, just in time to see Ji Xingmian finishing his painting.

Xi He leaned over to look curiously, and recognized it as an extradition butterfly for summoning souls, "My lord, why did you draw this?"

Although the extradition butterfly can summon the soul that has not dissipated, and restore the most obsessed picture during its lifetime.But those monks who were swallowed were not high in cultivation level before their death, and after such a long time, it is basically difficult to still have a complete consciousness.

"It's not for those people." Ji Xingmian said.

"Who is that for... Hiss..." Xi He had just muttered a few words before being pinched by Wang Shu, suddenly thinking of something, subconsciously fell silent.

Ji Xingmian looked as usual, folded the talisman papers, and reached out to hug the little black dragon who was dozing off with his head on the side.The rabbit that was transformed into a rune huddled in the corner of the wall with its ears drooping, its body almost shrunk a circle compared to the original one.

As the midnight approached, people who were meditating and adjusting their breath came back from their meditation and looked around nervously.The halo of the night pearl lightly cast down from above, reflecting their pale as snow faces.

After a while, someone asked in a low voice, "Is that thing still coming?"

No one answered, although everyone wished it would not come.But if it didn't come, the knife seemed to be hanging around their necks all the time, and it would be fatal no matter what.

Half an hour later, there was no sign of the monster appearing.Suspicion changed, Ji Xingmian simply took out a piece of talisman paper that he had drawn before, and lit it with a spiritual fire under control.

In addition to summoning the soul, this extradition butterfly actually has another use for reappearing obsession, which is to track breath.The disadvantage is that the tracked person will also get a sense when using it, which is rather tasteless, so few people choose to use it like this.

Miaomiao smoke rose slowly, and drifted out of the hall in a windless manner.

"I'll go over and have a look, you stay here and guard them." Ji Xingmian controlled the talisman paper to hang in the air, briefly explained to the two of them, and then led the little black dragon to chase in the direction of the smoke.

There were no other people around, and the little black dragon no longer wrapped around his wrist to hide his figure, but crawled along to the side of his neck.

Ji Xingmian was worried that it would fall, so he stretched out his hand to support it, seeing that it was standing firmly by the collar, and then withdrew his hand.

They have been chasing for nearly a quarter of an hour, but Bai Wu has not shown any signs of changing, which means that the other party has not changed positions since he ignited the spell.

This was really abnormal, and, if he remembered the way correctly, they seemed to be going back to the stone palace where they first entered.

As he expected, Bai Wu turned into the original stone palace, but it didn't point to the stone statue he thought, but to the secret passage where he found the little black dragon.

Ji Xingmian stopped in front of the entrance, his brows furrowed slightly.He was a little hesitant about whether he should go down or not, and the strangeness and inexplicability that occurred during this time gave him a sense of danger.

If he was the only one here, he would definitely go down there without hesitation, but there is still Wu Zhou... Although the probability of accidents is so low that it can be ignored, Ji Xingmian is still afraid that he will make a mistake.

After hesitating for a moment, Ji Xingmian patted the little black dragon's head, and said earnestly: "Wait a while, you must follow me all the time, don't lose it."

The little black dragon tilted his head, as if he understood, and simply slipped in along his collar, leaving only his head outside.

The cub's scales are smooth and resilient, and when they rub against the skin, they itch slightly.Ji Xingmian turned his head slightly uncomfortably, took a few deep breaths, and managed to temporarily ignore the strange touch on his left shoulder.

The inside of the tunnel was as dark and silent as when he came down last time, but there was an extra white mist to guide the direction.Although there were no obvious signs, Ji Xingmian could faintly feel that they were walking straight down.

They walked for more than half an hour, but the secret path still showed no signs of ending.Ji Xingmian faintly felt that something was wrong. When he fell down in his previous life, the secret path didn't seem that deep.

This moment seemed to turn on some switch, the surrounding darkness surged up like boiling water, smeared like splashed ink painting, and dissipated like a tide after a while.

The feeling of weightlessness came inexplicably, Ji Xingmian's first reaction was to touch the side of his neck, the little black dragon moved, poked his head out and licked his fingers.The warm touch came from the fingertips, and Ji Xingmian felt at ease, and controlled and stabilized his figure.

The darkness faded, and the harsh sunlight lit up.Ji Xingmian raised his hand to cover his eyes, subconsciously squinted his eyes, and gradually saw the scene in front of him clearly.

White jade stone steps, Zhuwa pavilions, and layers of blue colors are dotted among them.The breeze was blowing, and the leaves were shaking off in clusters.Ji Xingmian reached out to pick it up, and as expected, he saw the leaf pass through his palm, spinning and falling to the ground.

Ji Xingmian knew that he had been drawn into someone's obsession.It was really too careless of him to use the extradition butterfly he released to lure him into the game.

Originally, the monster still looked like he didn't know how to change it. Why did he only disappear for a long time, and it seemed to be a different person? Could it be one of the souls that was swallowed by him?

Ji Xingmian thoughtfully, looked around, and walked towards the courtyard in the middle.At some point, the little black dragon poked his head out from his collar, looking at the surrounding environment.

There is no entity in the illusion, so Ji Xingmian didn't hold on to it, and only focused on finding the main body of consciousness, which is the central figure of the illusion.

After burning incense, Ji Xingmian stopped under a tree and looked up at the crown of the tree.

A little girl about seven or eight years old was hanging on the tree, struggling to climb up.The maid who took care of her was running around under the tree in a hurry, as if she was about to cry.

The time in this illusion does not seem to be the present, not only the clothing style of the people around is not the current style, but also the pronunciation of the conversation is different from the present.

"Miss, it's too dangerous, come down quickly." The maid tried to coax the girl on the tree to come down, "Didn't you still miss the young master two days ago, the lady said that the young master will be back today, why don't you wait for him at the door earlier?" ?”

"I'm not going down. You said the day before yesterday that he was coming back, and this is the third day." The little girl said angrily, "Brother is a liar, and you all lied to me too!"

"I didn't lie to you, miss, it's true." The maid almost cried and showed her, "Madam really said that the young master will definitely come back today."

"Don't listen, don't listen." The little girl shook her head like a rattle, "Whenever he comes back, I'll go down."

What did the maid say again, but Ji Xingmian didn't listen too much, he was looking at the little girl's face in a daze.Even though he was still young, he still managed to draw out the appearance of the other party when he grew up...

A conjecture floated up in his heart, but he was a little uncertain.

"Joan."

A clear and reproachful voice sounded from behind, Ji Xingmian froze, pursed his lips, and subconsciously tightened his five fingers.He turned around slowly and looked in the direction of the sound.

It was a young man of about sixteen or seventeen years old, with phoenix eyes and thin lips, eyebrows like distant mountains, and black hair meticulously tied into a jade crown. From head to toe, there was no uncleanliness or irregularity in any place, and he looked better than his peers. more stable.

If he were older, his expression would be more indifferent, his black hair would be the color of snow, a little cinnabar would be added between his eyebrows, and the white clothes on his body would be replaced by black robes...

Ji Xingmian will never mistakenly admit that the young man in front of him is indeed the national teacher, that is, his master...

Beiwang Guoshi's surname is Wen, his single name is Jing, his age is unknown, and his origin is unknown.

Seventeen years ago, Prince Qin Li was born, and a vision came from heaven.Ten Demon Lords from West Vietnam teamed up to enter the country in violation of the contract, and kidnapped the prince who was still in his infancy at that time.

When people were panicking, the white-haired Taoist descended like a god, chasing into Xiyue one by one and beheading seven, seriously wounding three, and rescued the prince.The royal family expressed their gratitude and awarded him the title of national teacher.

The national teacher is idle in clouds and wild cranes, and doesn't like to make noise, so he only stays in the mansion bestowed by the imperial capital for an incarnation, and then returns to Feixue Peak.It wasn't until ten years ago that Ji Xingmian was accepted as a disciple that he reappeared in the public eye.

After that day, all the rumors that suspected that the national teacher was disturbed automatically disappeared.

However, it is difficult for anyone who has met the national teacher to use accurate words to describe the other party.He is too much in line with the definition of a saint in the eyes of the public. He has no desires or desires, like a statue of a god without sorrow or joy, looking down at the world of mortals who are laughing and cursing.

Even Ji Xingmian used to think so.