Besides, Ji Ziran, after Lin Feng arranged his residence, he asked where he could go and where he couldn't. He walked around the vicinity of the Immortal Cultivation Institute for a while, and sighed that it was worthy of being an immortal cultivation sect, although it belonged to the kind of place that was very rubbish in his vision, but the aura here was indeed much richer than below.

"Hehe... Honey, I can't think of it, oh, you really can't think of it, that... Ji Mou will start with this garbage sect and give you a surprise!" "Old days...... I love her so much. In exchange, it was a heartbreaking betrayal.

"Hey, little sir, you are here, let's go, the sect master wants to see you. ”

Ling Yin looked around the Changsheng Institute, and only then did he see Ji Ziran standing there in the back mountain. Looking at Ji Ziran's back, Ling Yin seemed to see a trace of sadness, a trace of loneliness, and even... A touch of unwillingness! Just like the remnant sun, unwilling to fall, he insists on grasping the sky and releasing his due light! God, how can this boy who is only fourteen years old have such a feeling. He... How many secrets there are?

She couldn't figure it out, so she just walked over and patted Ji Ziran on the shoulder.

"Hmm. Ji Ziran replied indifferently, less of the banter that teased her on the way when she came just now. All that remains is indifference, and loneliness.

He gathered his thoughts, knowing that the turning point of his life was in this sect that was very garbage in his eyes! He wanted to find out from here the reason why he had never been able to draw qi into his body, so that he could once again embark on the path of cultivating immortals, and return to or even surpass the peak! If nothing else, he... Just want to ask that woman.

"Why!"

Ling Yin couldn't understand, after all, although she was talented, she was just a girl. In her eyes, Ji Ziran is just a fourteen-year-old little brother, how can she know what Ji Ziran is carrying, how can she know what hatred Ji Ziran has!

Ling Yin didn't know, but she could feel Ji Ziran's mystery, under that mystery, Ji Ziran's clear eyes flashed lonely and stubborn from time to time... It seems to have been reflected in her heart.

There was nothing to say all the way, Ji Ziran followed behind Ling Yin, he was only fourteen years old, he had no fault in the number of etiquette, and Gu Jingwubo's eyes only fluctuated when he remembered the woman he once loved.

He is Ji Ziran, a god-like existence, although he knows that maybe it shouldn't be like this, but he can't do it, he can't do it like a real teenager, and he doesn't bother to do it.

Soon, they arrived at Ling Tian, the residence of the Sect Master of the Heavenly Walker Sect. Ji Ziran took a deep breath, how could he not see with his eyes that this place was the center of the spiritual veins of the Tianxing Sect? If an ordinary person stays for a long time, I'm afraid that they can reach Qi cultivation without cultivating!

"Little sir, the sect master is here. Ling Yin said softly. But then Ji Ziran couldn't think of it, Ling Yin leaned into his ear, Ji Ziran could clearly feel the fragrance of the girl's hair and the taste of exhalation in his mouth, okay, but the old monster's heart is like a rock, if it was an ordinary teenager, he would have been red and red...

"My father is cold-hearted and kind-hearted, little sir... You... You put your shelves away.

Ji Ziran was a little stunned when he heard this, he had a shelf? Okay, the stinky problem left by his previous life. Thinking like this, he smiled dumbly: "Don't worry, eldest lady." ”

Ling Yin nodded with satisfaction, and walked in with Ji Ziran to open the door of the cave mansion, facing the simple cave Ji Ziran was not surprised, cut, thinking about his previous life, his cave mansion didn't even have a table!

Well, he may have forgotten that in his previous life, his cave was made entirely of top-grade spirit stones, and even the only futon was woven from the roots of the undead tree!

As his thoughts flowed, the corners of Ji Ziran's mouth couldn't help but set off a nostalgic smile, that old guy... The deity is gone, and no one asks you for fruit, sap, and roots...

"Humph!"

But at this moment, Ling Tian, who was sitting on the futon, suddenly opened his eyes, and his gaze was like two sharp swords stabbing at Ji Ziran's body! The air in the cave seemed to have condensed into a substance, of course, this pressure was only aimed at Ji Ziran.

Ji Ziran felt as if there was a huge mountain on his shoulders out of thin air! He was really out of breath, and the bones in his body crackled, as if they were about to be crushed by this pressure! But Ji Ziran's spine was not bent for half a minute, and beads of sweat rolled down his still somewhat immature face, but it did not affect the tenacity and indifference in his eyes at all!

"Hehe... Can a half-step baby cause me so much pressure? Is... It's really not as good as a dog!" Ji Ziran laughed at himself in his heart, and he was inevitably sad.

In the past, he couldn't even look at the waste, a half-step baby! This person not only gave him the oppression of the realm, but also felt the killing intent that did not seem to be fake!

It's just, hehe... Ji Ziran clenched his fists, and his nails, which were not long, pierced the flesh and blood of his palms, but shouldn't he expose the Red Fire Sword Technique? But... If not, would he be living in that impersonal mortal family for the rest of his life! It would be better for him to die at the hands of a monk!

"Are you guilty?" Ling Tian's voice was like a bell, from the coercion that permeated but the sound penetrated Ji Ziran's eardrums, and in less than three breaths, Ling Yin, who was still puzzled, reacted, and when he looked like Ji Ziran, Ji Ziran's ears had already flowed out of Bobo's blood!

"What am I guilty of?"

"Daddy, why are you doing this!"

Ji Ziran and Ling Yin's voices sounded together, Ling Yin's was full of stunned and puzzled, while Ji Ziran's voice was full of unyielding, even... It also contains countless killing intent that is purer than Ling Tiandu!

Ling Tian didn't pay attention to Ling Yin, but there was a little more inexplicable color in his eyes: "Hmph! At a young age, without any cultivation, he can withstand the coercion of this sect, and he has such an amazing killing intent! You want to kill this sect, right? That sect still wants to directly crush your skin and see what your Yuan Shen looks like!"

It's no wonder that Ling Tian thinks too much, let alone fourteen or fifteen years old, even if he is a man in the prime of life, how can he withstand his coercion without any cultivation?

Ji Ziran's eyes became more and more scarlet, he was unwilling! Although he knew the sinister nature of the cultivation realm, what could he do? He could only look for the Immortal Cultivation Sect in order to draw qi into his body and return to the pinnacle! This risk, he had to take it! It's just that he didn't expect it, he really didn't expect it, did he have to stop here?

He wasn't wrong, and Ling Tian wasn't wrong! Cultivating immortals was to compete with heaven and earth for life, and if he wasn't cautious, sooner or later he would be a handful of loess! It's just... If you want to kill him, you have to pay the price!