The sun shines down on the royal courtyard.

Ji Xin tilted his head slightly, sat on a recliner near the pond, held a roll of bamboo slips in his hand, and watched the fish swim in the pond, and the craftsmen invited from the Yue clan kept this spring water quiet and clear forever, like a large piece of cyan cold jade.

Occasionally, there was a ripple, like waves in the pale blue sky.

He watched as the fish trailed its tail in the reflected sky.

There was a tall man kneeling next to him, Ji Xin was silent for a while, turned his head, looked at the jade beads on the jade plate, stretched out his hand to hold the bead that seemed to be a pupil in his hand, rubbed the bead, and said:

"Uncle, he went with the army to fight against Sidi, and he still thinks about me in his heart, is he okay?"

"The general's sword skills are like a long river, those Sidi who have brute force, where is the general's opponent?"

Ji Xin smiled: "Yes." ”

He took off the jade plate he originally carried, the jade plate was carved with the story of the natural god, Daze Thunder, there was a hole, there was a bead on it, Ji Xin took off this bead, put the jade bead on it, the jade plate was firmly stuck in the jade bead, tightly sealed.

Ji Xin let go of the jade plate and said gently:

"Tell my uncle for me, I'm waiting for him to come back and tell me the terroir and stories of the frontier. ”

"Yes. ”

The man with rough skin and a scar on his face grinned, he was not good at words, and when the thing was delivered, he respectfully retreated, Ji Xin played with the jade plate inlaid with beads, the beads were not very good jade, and they were not treasures, far from being able to compare with the mermaid tears in the East China Sea, he already liked it very much.

Compared to the Howling Fire Devouring Gold Beast obtained by his brothers, there is also the sword of the Sidi clan that he likes even more.

There were no maids and attendants behind him, and he was already used to being alone, and the sun was warm at this time, Ji Xin gently threw the bamboo slip on the grass, leaned back on the chaise longue, closed his eyes, and just planned to close his eyes and recuperate.

A flash of light suddenly flashed on that bead.

Invisible fluctuations shrouded the twelfth prince of the Tianqian Kingdom.

So Ji Xin's breathing became smooth and long.

..................

The warm feeling of the sun is gone.

Ji Xin opened his eyes in a daze, and the thoughts in his head were a little blurry-

This is, asleep?

But he came to his senses almost immediately, and the surrounding environment could never be in the royal courtyard of Cutting Deer City, or even in Tianqian Kingdom, he was not sure if such a place existed, and there was a pure white light everywhere.

He was almost lying on a floating light.

He sobered up, got up sharply, and saw the opposite side of himself.

It was Zhao Li, who was also a little dazed.

Zhao Li didn't expect it at all, clicked on the beads, and this time a person appeared directly?

Is it the memory of the beads?

And in Ji Xin's eyes, the person in front of him was covered with pure white streamer, holding the jade scroll in one hand, because of the light, he couldn't see his face clearly, but he could feel that the pupils of those eyes were deep and calm, looking at himself, with the unfamiliar environment around him, full of oppression.

Ji Xin recovered from the shock at the beginning, he exhaled slightly, and said slowly:

"What did Your Majesty ask for by plundering me here?"

This is a syllable that is completely different from the language in Hongfang's memory, but its meaning appears in Zhao Li's mind very clearly, and the third line of words on the picture scroll is distorted and turned into other characters, and that character naturally spreads out to form a picture.

Not beads, living people?!

Zhao Li reacted instantly.

He looked at Ji Xin, who was full of vigilance in front of him, but looked calm, and the rich 'experience' he learned from various sources in his hometown told him that the person in front of him was probably the same as the rich man in the series, he had encountered a similar situation more than once, and now he was intact, and his identity was obviously very unusual.

At this time, the picture on the scroll is surging, but it has been blurry and unable to condense.

Ji Xin's eyes began to rebuke the growing vigilance.

Zhao Li didn't plan to let go of this person who had fallen asleep except himself.

This may be a great opportunity to learn about the world, or it may be a great opportunity to get out of trouble.

Whether he was wary or not, but this person was obviously subconsciously putting him in a higher position on this occasion. Out of a half-understanding of psychology in the Internet era, Zhao Li subconsciously made his tone calm and calm, and seemed to say casually:

"Here?"

"It's your dream. ”

"My dreams?"

Ji Xin almost sneered, feeling that the person in front of him was underestimating himself too much, and even said such a ridiculous excuse as a dream, he had also seen the art of dreaming, and he didn't feel himself in a dream, let alone have a clear mind like now?

It's just for his own safety, and he didn't open his mouth to rebuke and refute.

But at this time, he heard the person opposite speak flatly:

"If you don't believe me, why don't you look back?"

Ji Xin's face showed hesitation.

Zhao Li secretly said in his heart that a person with this status is really difficult, so he pretended to be calm, chuckled, and said:

"Since you're here, if I want to do it to you, I've already done it, so why wait until now?"

Ji Xin's heart sank slightly, but he also recognized this reason, the other courtyard is not as good as the palace, but it is no longer possible for ordinary people to quietly snatch themselves away, such a person, such a close distance, no matter what he does, he is obviously pale and powerless.

Instead of cowering and making people look down on it, it is better to be upright and not to fall into the spirit of the Ji family.

With a slight thought, Ji Xin calmly turned his head.

So through the slightly transparent barrier behind him, he saw the surface of the lake like ice jade, saw the warm spring light, and saw the person lying on the bamboo chair, the person was closing his eyes, breathing slowly, obviously sleeping, everything was plain and peaceful.

That's exactly what you are!

Ji Xin's expression changed suddenly, and the peace in his heart shattered.

He jerked his head down at his hands.

Still true.

Raising his hand and touching his face, it is his own face.

But he also confirmed that he was in the chair as well.

Two themselves?

Ji Xin's heart was like turning over the river and the sea.

This means......

Dream?

No, the art of dreams is ethereal, and it is impossible to be so clear.

It's not a dream, it's self-perception, it's a rumored soul-grabbing technique.

Qi Refiner?!

But he subconsciously asked his heart, Qi refiners are rare, but there are also in the court, although he is not favored, but he has also seen it, some are good at the pill Qi Huang, some can resist the sword for thousands of miles, but most of them are not as good as martial arts, but they are good at avoiding disasters and prolonging life, and they are familiar with the art of astrological veins.

Those Qi Refiners, where do they have such means?

Unless......

He thought of the words in the bamboo slips, the expression on his face gradually changed, and he raised his eyes to look in the direction of that person - the mysterious man was still holding a scroll, his bearing was flat, and the pure white light cut off his vision, I don't know if it was an illusion, Ji Xin felt that the white light and clouds around him were all coming from that person.

His heart was filled with disbelief.

What those Qi Refiners said.

Can it be compared to the natural gods, ancient immortals?

At the same time, the scroll in Zhao Li's hand, those blurry pictures accompanied Ji Xin's shaken heart, unfolded at once.

Mountains, rivers, heaven and earth and living beings, all of them are surging out in a mighty way.

The flaming unicorn that stepped into the void, the vast army of iron armor.

In the sky, the old man praying to the sky, the man with the sword in the sky and the cloud sleeves flying.

Pictures flew by.

Zhao Li's expression almost froze, his eyes widened, and his brain fell into a daze.

What is this? What is this?

Kirin Dragon?

Although it is said that there are practitioners.

But isn't this worldview a little too big?

Both of them suffered a huge shock at the same time that exceeded their common sense.

At this time, there are pale golden clouds gathering on the scroll, forming a pavilion on the scroll, with a distance of five steps, and there are tall wooden bookshelves everywhere, mixed with pale golden light, and placed scrolls of bamboo slips, and finally squeezed together, there is an illusion that the mountain peak is about to overturn.

The view kept moving forward, stopping at one of the bookshelves.

A vague figure in front of him turned around and handed over a book.

The pages of the book were opened, and the four words in the first line came into Zhao Li's eyes.

Breathe in and out......

Before he could continue looking, Ji Xin took two steps back, his eyes flickering, but he had already woken up from the shock, and with this process, the picture scrolls on the picture scrolls, the unicorns that devoured thunder and flames, the vast military array, and the scrolls, became blurry again.

The book remains, but only the first four words.

Zhao Li's eyes showed regret, but he didn't react much.

He looked at the young man in front of him as if he were looking at a walking bookshelf.

It's my own life......

He sighed in his heart.

And at this time, Ji Xin changed his previous vigilance, or rather, although he was still vigilant, he brought more respect, he exhaled softly, calmed the turbulence in his heart, respectfully sorted out his clothes, and then bowed deeply.

"Xin, the twelfth son of the Ji family, has seen the immortal chief. ”