JI Guo,

Inside the palace hall of the Imperial Palace of Wandering Yang City. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was silence and silence.

Just looking at the high platform in the innermost part of the hall, Ji Wutian was sitting on the purple gold dragon chair that no longer belonged to him, with a serious face.

Ji Yun and Situ Ling stood on either side of Ji Wutian's side, and next to Situ Ling was Ji Ji, whose white hair had been tightly tied up by this beautiful woman.

In the center of the main hall below, there are seventeen city lords of the Ji Kingdom, arranged in order on the left and right sides.

Ji Zun, some time ago, because of your retreat, we have not told each other, a few months ago, the three elders of the eight-sided exquisite dragon suddenly came to our country for some reason, and after a long time of secret discussion with the lord of the country, they went to the eight-sided exquisite dragon with him, and they have not returned yet.

At that time, the last general just thought that it was because of the journey, but some time ago, the end of the day saw that the lord of the country was delayed and wondered if something had happened, so he sent someone to look for the lord of the country, but the man was also gone.

The stage is located in the center of the main hall, and at the front of the left side is the majesty of Ji Tam, looking at the one-armed old man sitting on the dragon chair, and said cautiously.

Ji Wutian's face suddenly became solemn, and he muttered softly: I thought that Ji Hong's stinky boy didn't even know about Zhang Guo's aggression because of his cultivation retreat, and he wanted to teach a lesson, so could it be that something happened to that old guy?

I don't know!

However, at this moment, Situ Ling, who was standing beside Ji Wutian, suddenly glared at him with anger on his face as soon as Ji Tam's words fell.

Seeing this, Ji Tam was speechless.

At the beginning, the three people who were the eight-faced exquisite elders, after talking with Ji Hongmi, said to him when they left the city that this matter should not be passed on to anyone. That's why he didn't say anything.

Then I saw Ji Wutian waving his hand when he saw this and said: Ling'er, don't be impatient for the time being, your father's cultivation is profound, and how strong he is, you don't need to blame General Ji Tam, the old man will go to find out.

Situ Ling didn't speak when he heard the voice, but his angry eyes were still staring at Ji Tam, who was looking down at him at the moment, and didn't dare to look directly at him.

And the white-haired young man beside Situ Ling also had an extremely ominous premonition in his heart at this moment, and his brows were tightly locked.

Ji Zun must not, if you go this time, it must take a lot of time, then Zhang Guo, who suddenly came a few days ago, if he knows about this matter, he does not dare to guarantee that he will not make a comeback.

What's more, according to our spies, that Zhang Guo had been at war with Xiqi for a long time before coming to our country.

After Ji Wutian spoke, a middle-aged city lord wearing a cyan robe and a long robe on the right side of the audience hurriedly clenched his fists and spoke.

As soon as these words came out, the hall became "lively" in an instant, and the rest of the people nodded in agreement, and they all persuaded each other.

Do you mean to ignore my father?

Situ Ling was stunned for a moment when he heard what the man said, and then spoke angrily.

Ji Zhen looked at his mother and pursed his lips.

On the other side of the old man, Ji Hong's face was stunned at this time, and he was angry.

Ji Wutian's expression changed when he saw this scene, and he said sharply: Does he Zhang Guo have to provoke chaos? At the same time, there was already a look of hesitation in his eyes.

Why don't you let the old monk go and see it on your behalf?

Suddenly, just when Ji Wutian was in a dilemma, a hoarse and old voice slowly floated outside the main hall.

Suddenly, everyone in the hall looked out of the hall door.

I only saw that there was a one-eyed old monk in a robe, and Shanshan, who was unceremoniously outside the hall, walked into this place where only a few people could come to discuss things.

After this person walked in, Ji Wutian, who was sitting on the dragon chair, suddenly bent down and got up, walked down quickly, and said respectfully when he approached: Senior.

At the same time, the three people on the stage, Si Tu Ling, Ji Yun, and Ji Zhen also stepped off the stage quickly.

Ji Zun, because of the dilemma of worrying about state affairs, it is better to let the old monk go, the old monk has traveled all over the world since he left Tianyin Temple, and the four seas are his home, and he has always had nothing to do, so he can take advantage of this to report the grace of taking in.

The one-eyed old monk folded his hands and looked at the top of his eyes and slowly spoke.

As soon as the old monk's voice fell, Ji Wutian hurriedly spoke: "Senior, saying this, it's really making fun of the younger generation, the old senior, to me, to my grandson Ji Zhen, to my Ji Guoda's kindness, how can I dare to bother the old seniors,

The one-eyed old monk smiled and responded: It's okay.

Ji Wutian's face hesitated, and after a long time, he said in a deep voice: Then I will bother the old-timers, the old-timers are so gracious, Ji is afraid that he will not be able to repay him for his eternal life.

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On this day, at noon when it was still snowing heavily, there was a boat with a length of three zhang and a width of more than two zhang from the border of Jiguo to fly out suddenly, like a meteor, piercing the sky.

On top of the tower of Fandu City, Ji Wutian, Ji Yun, and Situ Ling stood on it, looking up at the boat that was speeding away.

Ling'er, there are old-timers who go in person, don't worry.

You don't need to worry too much about the traces, the old-timers insist on taking the traces with them, and they have their own reasons.

Ji Wutian, who was in the middle of the three people above the city tower, retracted his gaze and turned his head to look at the worried Situ Ling, and said with a light smile.

After saying that, Ji Wutian's eyes looked into the distance again, Situ Ling was still full of worry, and there was a look of reluctance in addition to worrying.

Her reluctant son left again shortly after he returned, but she couldn't stop it, because in her heart, maybe only that old man in this world could heal Ji Scar.

The same is true of Ji Yun, who has always been extremely caring and loving to Ji Ji in his heart, but rarely shows it.

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On the three-zhang boat that crossed the sky like a meteor, there were two people, a white-haired young man and a one-eyed old monk.

I saw the former standing at the bow of the boat, while the latter was sitting cross-legged at the stern.

Could it be that my grandfather was also .......

Suddenly, he only saw the white-haired young man's clothes moving with the wind at the bow of the boat, and asked softly.

The old monk sitting cross-legged at the stern of the boat heard the sound, looked at the white-haired young man who opened his mouth, slowly got up, walked to the bow of the boat and said: The old monk is not easy to speculate now, and he will know when he arrives.

Child, now that you have made your choice, the first thing to do now is to heal the hidden dangers left by Lin Changge's fingers.

The old monk walked up to Ji Zhen's side, stood side by side with him, and as soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the white-haired young man's side face and spoke again.

Ji Zhen nodded lightly after hearing this.

Now that the old monk has lost the realm of cultivation, he can't make you heal in a short period of time, but fortunately, there is no realm, and the old monk still has an identity, and he may not even know that he is gluttonous.

Is there another identity? What is it? Ji Zhen frowned and was puzzled.

Alchemist,

The old monk squinted his eyes and answered softly,

The season is in a trance.

Then the old monk spoke again: "Son, you know very little about this continent now, the principle of what we have under our feet, and how it was created. I'm afraid you didn't even know it.

Ji Ji was silent, and saw that the old monk spoke again: The thing under our feet is the same as the spirit body in your mind, but the difference is that the thing under our feet has no spirit.

Anyone who has cultivated to the realm of enlightenment, the first of the six steps of cultivation, can use their own spiritual power to create it, but there are also strong and weak good and bad ones.

And the old monk of the machine spirit wants to be afraid that in this era, there is no one who can make it, just because the machine spirit is the most primitive, and he is also a monk.

Hearing this, Ji Ji turned his head to look at the chattering old monk and asked, "Monk?

The old monk nodded and said: All things have spirits, people are their elders, and those who take their spirits and cast them are the spirits.

In the era of the old monk's previous life, most of the monks who went against the sky died because of the battle with the beasts led by gluttony.

And among these dead monks, all those who have reached the realm of cultivation and have condensed their divine consciousness have their divine consciousness not extinguished, and they have been cast into the instrument, and from then on they have the instrument spirit.

And those who are able to do this must also reach the fourth step of the six steps of cultivation.

And in this era, the old monk has had a deduction before, and there is no one left, and even his fourth-step realm cultivation method has been cut off.

Ji Zhen was a little stunned.

The old monk still chattered endlessly: Before the presentation arrived, the old monk told you about the difference between the realm of this monk, maybe you had a little understanding before, but after all, it was too shallow.

Then the old monk began to speak.

The path of cultivation is divided into three heavens, six steps, the three heavens include the three realms of spirit, sublimation, and spiritual platform, which are mainly for refining the body and building veins, strictly speaking, they have not yet stepped into the door of the monk.

The six steps in the realm of cultivation are different, which includes enlightenment, initiation, and transformation, and only after breaking through the heavy heaven and realizing the path in the heart and taking the first step can the monk be regarded as truly going against the sky, striving for creation with heaven and earth, and standing shoulder to shoulder with the sun and the moon.

The impact on the realm of enlightenment can also be called the most important time for a cultivator, for monks, future achievements are not only determined by the level of talent and understanding, but also by the time when they reach the realm of enlightenment.

There is a world of difference between entering this realm and realizing the way you have sought from your heart, or entering the country by enlightening the path of others.

What are the remaining three of the six steps of practice?

At this point, Ji Zhen interrupted the old monk's chatter.

Not to mention the last three steps, now that there is no one in this continent world who can cultivate, the realm of transformation can be said to have reached the peak of the cultivation path.