Ji Yi paused.

Just now... it seemed that I heard a voice like a dragon's chant?

Lord Shanshen frowned and looked around. He didn't hear any more movement, so he put down his little doubts and continued on his way.

He has already reached the deepest part of the mist, and here, the white mist can not only shield the consciousness, but even affect the divine power and essence.

The white milk-like mist seemed to have great weight and resistance. Every step forward, Ji Shi felt that he was in the water.

The forward speed is getting slower and slower.

Even, no matter how strong the wind is when the spell is cast, there is no way to move the white mist. The mist seems to be solidified. Even if the mist is still moving slowly in a certain direction, Ji Shi, who is in the mist, can't feel it. .

Tsk, this situation is not very good.

If he hadn't been able to hide his consciousness under the ground, he wondered if he would lose his way in the fog.

Holding this little happiness, Ji Shi continued on his way, but soon, he couldn't continue to be happy.

Perhaps this is something that should have been thought of long ago. After all, this is a trial place for monks who have established their foundations to Yuye.

He only thinks that the fog is a puzzle left by the person who set the level. However, in the cultivation world, the fog usually represents another kind of trial——

——Illusion.

It is an illusion of refining the mind.

Without looking back, he crossed the faint sunlight, the scene of his parents smiling in the old residence, and the blurred face of Banhua who had a slight crush on him in junior high school, and Ji Shi stopped at the end.

The person in the picture is Ji Xiaoer.

Ji Xiaoer's first name is of course not Xiaoer, the little girl's name is the same as Ji Shi, a single word, Wei.

Relying on the wish of her parents, like Ji Shi, who lives up to her name and grows wildly like weeds, the little girl grows into a little flower under the care of her parents and even her elder brother.

Even in the most difficult two years, Ji Shi didn't make his Xiao Er suffer any hardship. After taking her back to live with her, although she often cried Ji Xiaoer viciously, Ji Shi doted on her in other respects.

...That's why she was able to save so much pocket money to buy a book that made her brother miserable.

But the little girl can't be blamed for this matter, although Ji Shi complained a few words in his heart, he never thought that she would encounter disaster.

But... After Ji Shi's death, it's impossible for Ji Wei not to suffer, right?

Ji Shi is very familiar with the methods of the turtles and the group, and knows what they can do to a girl who has just graduated from high school. For example, the one in the picture at this moment...

Seeing that Ji Xiaoer's eyes were numb, lying naked on the ground like a rag doll, Ji Shi clenched his fists.

The body made of clay is insensitive to pain, but the pain of the heart will not be hindered like the pain of the body. Ji Shi's dark eyes are filled with invisible black mist, faintly carrying a touch of scarlet light .

Even if I practice hard here, I'm afraid I won't see Xiaoer, right?

What is the use of practicing?

You are dead, nothing can change it!

cannot!Nothing!You can't do anything! ! !

All kinds of voices echoed in Ji Shi's heart, and Ji Shi stepped back abruptly, clutching the clothes on his chest.

His face was like frost, his handsome face even had a little coldness, and the words that came out of his mouth were also covered with ice scum.

Ji Shi said, "Go away."

Although Ji Xiaoer is naive, she is also his younger sister, and her IQ has never been a problem, not to mention that when he was an undercover lurker, he also had a little contact with the police. who to go to.

Therefore, Ji Wei... There is absolutely no way that something will happen!

The bewitching people here now are nothing but illusions and demons!

The illusion is fake, and the demons are just distracting thoughts in the heart. Could it be that Ji Shi will be defeated by this kind of thing?

The eight-treasure long leaf was pulled out from the sleeve again, and with the help of Ji Shi's skyrocketing divine power, this seemingly wooden but metal magic weapon stretched out a winding root system from the handle, as if knowing that the hand holding it It is made of soil, and the roots are directly rooted.

The divine power was swallowed by it, and the eight long leaves exuded the Qi of Seventh Gold, swaying and growing, but in the blink of an eye, they grew into eight shimmering golden swords!

The eight golden swords detached from the branches and leaves, and flew around Ji Shi at a very fast speed, like eight golden lights.

Ji Shi, who fell deeper into the illusion, waved down the long branch in his hand, and cut off the eight golden swords at the same time!

"The first sword, Slaying Heart Demon!"

Following this long shout, eight streaks of golden light penetrated the ghostly shadows surrounding Ji Shi's body, and the ghostly shadows froze for a while, making a sound of bursting breath, and dissipated immediately.

The golden light swirled and swung the sword again beside Ji Shi. The mountain god, whose eyes were hidden by the black mist, took a breath and swung the sword for the second time.

"Even if it is an illusion, you dare to let me see this kind of thing... The second sword, cut the illusion!"

The eight golden swords slashed directly at the illusion. Whether it was the parents, Xiaoer or Banhua, they all became fragmented under the sword's edge, and the picture cracked and dissipated in the mist.

Ji Yi took a step forward.

Phantoms of numerous mountains appeared in the back of his head, and the power absorbed from the earth was poured into the eight treasured long leaves like money, and the eight golden swords shone brighter, and for the third time they were cut off along with the long branches in Ji Shi's hand .

The vast white mist receded like a sea tide.

Compared with the demons and illusions, this time Ji Shi has the feeling that he has actually cut something.

The fog that blocked the way was completely split, and the two long swords echoed each other like the sun and the moon.

In the area in front of which the fog has been cleared, there is a vermilion door half open, and there is a person standing at the door, half of his foot has already stepped into the door.

White hair, long sword, gourd, old clothes.

The man turned his head, received Ji Shi's eight golden swords with the nameless sword in his hand, and looked up in surprise.

Yan Beigui: "Uh, Fellow Daoist Chun, you and I are really destined."

Ji Shi: "...I don't want to see you at all at this moment."

Just got out of the hometown mood and don't want to meet the main character in that wacky book at all, okay?

"Don't be so ruthless," Yan Beigui smiled, his smile was as bright as the sun, "I'm looking forward to it."

Looking forward to seeing you again on this matter.

---

When the old people here meet again, and when they exchange questions like wanting to see you and not wanting to see you, Du Rufeng over there feels like he is going to die.

Being left ruthlessly and cruelly by Fellow Daoist Shi, and facing a berserk sword cultivator alone, Du Rufeng felt that it was a miracle that he could survive until now and not be eliminated.

It is not that the monks of the Tao of Immortal Cook do not have any means of self-protection. As a branch of alchemy, just like alchemists can use erysipelas to do various things. Either there are other good monks to protect him, or there are all kinds of strange food to protect himself.

Du Rufeng is particularly good at this.

Compared with other monks of the Tao of Immortal Cooking who like to explore the delicacy that can become the "Tao", Du Rufeng prefers to study the wonderful effects of different ingredients together. The crystal plum blossom is just one of the many wonderful things he has researched.

He also has more food with unique effects.

For example, the candied haws that had a small (negative) impact on luck after eating.

For example, the one he is using now, as soon as he sees it, he can't help but want to eat it, and he absolutely can't think about other things seriously before eating it.

If the sword cultivator hadn't been attracted by the melon seeds, he would have no way to escape.

Throwing melon seeds all the way in fear, for fear that Du Rufeng, who was chasing up by the unknown sword cultivator, would not know that almost everyone in the stands was arguing over him.

"The supernatural means on this melon seed... is close to the forced conversion of the Shinto!" Elder Sun Miao of Yuhengdao spoke first.

"is it?"

"What is transition?"

"Is this the transformation of Shinto?"

Several Donglin Mountain alchemists who had never seen a Shinto monk, nor heard of the various methods of the Shinto thousands of years ago raised questions one after another, and wanted Sun Miao to explain, but Sun Miao ignored these casual cultivators who could not pass on the inheritance, and only used his own His eyes turned to the other two elders of the three sects, and... old man Cao.

"Cao Lao, can you stop this ring and let me catch that divine way seed?" Sun Miao asked.

The others who were arguing a lot stagnated, remained silent, and looked at Old Man Cao.

It was Gao Yan who spoke first.

"The crossing of the Shinto is a divine art that forcibly converts monks who are not Shinto into the monks of the Shinto, but this method has many restrictions. The melon seeds released by the person who is the enemy of Jing Rong are close to the spiritual crossing of the Shinto. Some people Dao mana is condensed on it, probably related to Shinto," Gao Yan explained, paused for a moment, and then said, "But at most he has the potential of Shinto, he is not considered a Shinto person, and... I still have questions about alchemy. After asking for advice, how can I find an excuse to stay in Donglin Mountain if I have caught that Divine Dao seed, the masters will definitely drive me away."

Everyone: "..."

Is it really okay to be honest like this?

Moreover, this guy also knows that he doesn't like several alchemy masters?

Sun Miao felt that Gao Yan was sent by Xiaoyao Dao to make things difficult for him. Before he could speak, Li Wenruo from Tianjian Dao opened his closed eyes and interjected, "It's not right."

Sun Miao frowned: "Where is something wrong?"

"I promised Cao Lao not to intervene in the arena before, but now it has only been a few hours, and you are going to break the promise?" Li Wenruo first asked back, paused for a moment, and then said, "Not to mention, whether this son is the seed of the Divine Dao is not important." sure, and..."

"And what?" Sun Miao asked impatiently.

"Besides," Gao Yan interjected, "Even if this son is the seed of the divine way, we are not sure whether this is the only seed of the divine way in this ring."

Sun Miao found that what they said was right, she was speechless, so she could only snort coldly and sit down.

Only then did Old Man Cao say: "It's rare that Elder Li still remembers what he said before."

"Our sword cultivators should not be as dishonest as those hypocrites in Yuhengdao. We must do what we say, so as to maintain a clear heart of swords." Li Wenruo said again, " What's more, before the final battle of the battle of immortals and gods thousands of years ago, Shinto broke the boat and used crossing to consume my immortal monks. Among them, sword cultivators were the most targeted by them. , Jing Rong has the confidence to deal with it."

After all, a sword cultivator can beat at least three monks, and whoever is not the first to fight the sword cultivator.

Grass old man snorted coldly in his heart.

He withdrew his sneaky glance towards Ji Shi, and suddenly said: "Jing Rong has caught up with the monk who is a fairy chef."

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