Because the Blood Crystal Daoist began to enlarge the move, this big move is very strange, so strange that Ji Ji has to see it clearly in his heart to be smooth, and subconsciously he naturally doesn't want the white-haired old man to break this big move immediately. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I saw that the blood crystal lord bit his tongue, and then began to spit out blood people from his mouth, each blood man is enchanting and charming, and after being spit out, they all grow in the wind, and each blood beauty looks like a giant beauty several feet long, but it still looks so graceful and moving.

The mouthful of blood of the Blood Crystal Daoist conjured a total of eighteen bloody beauties, surrounding the white-haired Daoist people in all kinds of sultry postures, I don't know what the concentration of the white-haired Daoist is, anyway, Ji Jida is boiling with blood, anyway, Ji Jida is not a righteous gentleman.

This white-haired old man's concentration should be better than Ji Ji's, but it is not much better, originally his flying five-colored whip was very rhythmic, but now he was interrupted by these eighteen blood-colored beauties, and there were some things that could not be followed by one another, and he was severely whipped a few times by the long sleeves of the blood crystal Daoist.

In fact, this is Ji Jida's loneliness, this kind of long sleeve is actually a variant of the Liuyun sleeve that has long been lost in martial arts, and it is all because of the deep internal strength to be able to shake the long sleeves.

The white-haired old man who hit it in a few strokes spurted out a mouthful of blood, from this point of view, the white-haired old man's body is not as good as the mummy of the grandfather zombie, but the grandfather zombie does not know any martial arts, just purely using brute force.

This gave Ji Ji a lot of inspiration, in addition to his own efforts to learn martial arts, there is also an extremely bold idea, that is, to teach his own zombie and paper ghost martial arts, so that the hardness, speed, and strength of the zombie is infinite, and with the routine of martial arts, it should make the combat effectiveness of his ghost things improve to a higher level.

The white-haired old man gradually regained his rhythm, and soon the Blood Crystal Dao people couldn't support it, after all, it seemed that he only spit out a mouthful of blood just now, but his blood and the blood that the white-haired old man was beaten out of are not the same concept, it is the blood crystal Dao people have been cultivating for decades, and they are desperate when they spit it out, and now their faces are pale and scary, and these eighteen blood-colored beauties seem to be the kind of characters who focus on disturbing the enemy, and they are hit by the white-haired old man who gradually regained his sense of rhythm. It seems that it is only a matter of time before this Blood Crystal Dao person loses.

In fact, at this time, the white-haired old man was already cursing this Ji Jida in his heart, what a stupid person this is, how could he take a fancy to him such a person with elm lumps, and now he only knows how to watch, and he doesn't know how to come up to help? Because the white-haired old man seems to be very rhythmic, in fact, he is on the verge of running out of oil and running out.

Every time his invisible whip is shaken, it will cost him a lot of internal strength, and now he doesn't know how many times he has shaken it, and the white-haired old man doesn't dare to stop and rest, he can't even slow down, this Blood Crystal Dao person also sees him at this, so he will release eighteen blood people to disturb himself.

And the blood crystal Dao people also regret that their intestines are green, they already know that avenging their disciples will attract this old monster of the big money gate, and they will not take revenge for anything, their blood cloud sleeves are about to advance, this time the blood loss is serious, and they may not be able to advance in their lifetime, the highest level of the blood cloud sleeves is said to be able to fly in the air, and even be able to prolong life is unknown, this is the master's long-cherished wish before his death!

The Blood Crystal Daoist doesn't want to die here anymore, he wants to keep the remaining essence and blood, and retreat for more than ten years, maybe he still has a chance to advance, if he fights again, it will definitely be a lose-lose ending.

Since this Blood Crystal Daoist had the idea of retreating, he gritted his teeth and spit out a mouthful of essence blood, but this mouthful of essence blood did not conjure up any eighteen colored beauties, he sprayed directly onto his blood robe.

The blood robe didn't know what the treasure was, and the essence blood was completely absorbed by the blood robe at once, and then the blood robe began to flash with blood-colored light.

A gust of wind blew, and the blood robe began to swell, and the Blood Crystal Daoist used his hands to pull the corners of the two plackets of the blood robe, and just like that, he flapped his "wings" and flew up like a huge bat.

Ji Ji couldn't stand it anymore, if this Blood Crystal Dao person ran away, wouldn't he have endless troubles! So he immediately pulled out the rope to tie the immortal rope, and according to the magic whip stunt, he immediately gave the blood crystal Daoist who had just flown up a rope.

"Humph! I only now think about it, why did I go earlier! The white-haired old man blew his beard and glared.

The Blood Crystal Daoist directly raised a few feet tall and flew away from the top of Ji Jida's head.

"Thank you grandfather for your righteous action!" Ji Jida bowed deeply to the white-haired old man.

"! What old man, is my pulsatilla that old? We're just looking older! Little doll, what's your name? The white-haired old man said moodily.

"Oh, it's Bai Senpai! My name is Ji Jida, I don't know what the juniors can serve? Ji Ji said with a big hippie smile.

"Be serious! If you think my old man's kung fu is okay, you can learn from my old man! Pulsatilla finally spoke his mind.

Ji Jida felt very strange, that Shui Lan wanted to pull himself into the gang, and now this white-haired old man actually fought with the Blood Crystal Daoist in order to accept himself as an apprentice, which made Ji Jida very strange, however, Ji Jida has a good impression of this pulsatilla, if he can worship under his door, he will not be afraid of the revenge of the ghost gate in the future.

"Oh, you little rabbit cub, you worship under the door of my Daqian Sect Elder Pulsatilla, and you still hesitate for a long time, is your brain really not bright enough? Ahem, I can't go wrong with my Five Elements Physiognomy! Pulsatilla grumbled angrily.

"I, Ji Jida, am willing to worship under the door of my seniors!" Ji Jida knelt down and kowtowed directly.

"Well, I'll just say that my Five Elements Physiognomy is very bright, but you kid still call me senior?" Pulsatilla said with joy.

"Master is above, please accept the apprentice!" Ji Jida is a sincere apprentice this time.

"The meeting gift has been given to you in advance!" Pulsatilla writhed around for a while, and suddenly remembered something.

"Master is talking about this book!" Ji Jida took out the ancient book of the Divine Whip from his arms.

"Well, in fact, we are also related, is one of your ancestors called Ji Hechen?" Pulsatilla suddenly said strangely.

"Master, do you know my wife and grandfather? Then you asked me what my name was, you didn't know my family a long time ago! Ji Jida soon discovered the flawed way.

"Oh yo, you little rabbit cub doesn't know what to do, why do my old man know your grandfather's name, so I have to know your name too? How old are you? Pulsatilla said with a flushed face.

"Since you don't know me, how did you know who my grandfather was when you saw me?" Ji Jida uses the principles of modern reasoning to refute Pulsatilla.

"Well, it seems that your kid has a better future than your grandpa who is some kind of wife. And that "Feng Shui Treasure Book" must be in your hands? Pulsatilla changed the subject.

"Here with me, and I can also lend it to Master for free, but Master you haven't answered yet, how did you see me and immediately know who my wife and grandfather are?" Ji Jida continued to dwell on the question that puzzled him.

"Oops! You're not big, but you're very verbose. What's so difficult about this, these superficial things, when you learn the introductory physiognomy of the Five Elements Physiognomy, you can also see it at a glance, but my old man doesn't know that it is your wife and grandfather, but he just knows that Ji Hechen is your ancestor, and this is because he is my senior brother. You must know that those who do our line of work must have a cross palmistry between the emotional line and the wisdom line of the left hand, the cross represents mystery, only such people can do our job well, and the palmistry of your left hand is very close to the palmistry of your wife and grandfather......" Pulsatilla immediately began to endlessly at the mention of physiognomy.

Ji Jida muttered in his heart, and he didn't know who was more verbose. However, when Ji Jida didn't want to listen to it, he naturally took Pulsatilla's words as a fart, but carefully examined his palmistry in the moonlight, and sure enough, there was a clear cross palmistry between the two lines on his left hand.

Finally waited for the pulsatilla to stop, Ji Jida hurriedly interjected: "Since everyone who is engaged in our fortune-telling and feng shui must have a cross on his palm, then there should also be a cross on the master's palmistry, right?" If so, then the question arises, since there are crosses, why are you so sure that my ancestors are Ji Hechen's? Ji Jida continued to refute his master with logic.

"Oh yo, you rabbit cub, you are really an elm head, you don't know how to be flexible at all, don't you know that you have to be deceived by doing what we do? As long as we know a markings of a leopard, we must be able to tell the whole picture of the leopard, which is called a peep leopard! Moreover, there are only a handful of people who can have real skills in our industry, and you are not my descendants, so who will be the descendants of Ji Hechen's old ghost? The pulsatilla began to babble again.

Ji Jida has made up his mind, and he will never ask the master these boring questions again in the future, asking such questions will not only fail to improve his skills, but also delay a lot of time, Ji Jida doesn't want to be like the master when he is so old, and he will have to work hard to accept apprentices. Although I can't see what Pulsatilla has any intentions for him, Ji Jida believes that there is no free lunch in the world, and there is no such good thing as pie in the sky, and it is estimated that what he has must be favored by Pulsatilla, but he still doesn't know what makes him so desperate.