"Please claim your Inner Force Exchange Talent. ”

Xia Ji opened his eyes and found himself sitting quietly in a room full of ancient style, holding a letter with unopened fire paint in his right hand.

After thinking about it, he decided to receive the talent first, and then read the letter.

"The host has successfully received it, and the internal force exchange function is turned on, and any of the host's belongings can be exchanged for safe internal force. ”

Xia Ji decided to give it a try, so he looked at the ancient jade on his waist.

The ancient jade is as cold as a quiet abyss, and there is a gossamer like a white snake in it, and it is not ordinary at first glance.

The hand grasped the ancient jade.

A self-explanatory hint came to his mind, "It can be exchanged for twenty years of internal power, whether it can be exchanged or not." ”

"Confirm the redemption. ”

The ancient jade disappeared and turned into a ghostly light and burrowed into Xia Ji's body.

At the same time, the voice of self-evidentness appeared in Xia Ji's mind.

"Gain twenty years of internal strength. ”

Xia Ji suddenly felt a burst of relief in the meridians of his body.

The four hundred and nine acupuncture points that were occluded suddenly opened, and the rest of the meridians except for the two meridians of Ren Du began to slowly circulate true qi, converging into the abdomen and giving birth to a feeling of fullness.

Really?

If this is a strange and dangerous world of ancient martial arts, he has obtained twenty years of internal strength so easily?

In order to test, Xia Ji picked up a stone cup on the table.

The stone is a hard and cold black stone, and the wall of the cup is half a finger thick, which is very heavy.

Holding the black stone cup in his right hand, he held it slowly, and at the same time mobilized the qi of the newly acquired dantian and covered it towards the palm.

Click!

The blackstone cup was squeezed and made a crisp sound, creating cracks.

Xia Ji felt that he didn't have to try again, he didn't spend much effort to crush such a stone cup, and his strength in twenty years was real.

Suddenly coming to this unfamiliar environment, Xia Ji was not panicked.

He then began to look at the letter he was holding in his hand.

By candlelight, he read it quickly.

The letter is a farewell letter, which basically means that because he looks very similar to the Holy Son of the Holy Gate, and the real Holy Son does not want to live a lifetime with fate, so he goes freely and leaves himself to take the pot.

As for martial arts, he didn't need to worry at all, because his holy son "just happened" to be hit by a strange poison called "Hades Jade", which can cause all his skills to be lost, so he didn't need to be questioned why he didn't know martial arts, of course, he would also die in three months, because Hades Jade would continue to absorb his vitality.

Read.

Think for a moment.

Xia Ji calmly put the letter on the candle and lit it.

The crimson flames climbed like a snake, devouring the yellowed envelope, Xia Ji's hands trembled, and the ashes fell to the ground, and he trampled and crushed them with his boots, turning them into dust, and at the same time, many thoughts flashed through his mind.

How to take revenge on the Son?

How to make this imposter?

Why did the Holy Son tell himself in the letter about the "Hades Jade" and the three-month longevity?

In the strong resentment left by his body, can the old Xia family in the distance that he has always remembered return?

is missing, will my sister Xia Tian be particularly anxious?

Will Miss Xiao Jiasan, who is married to herself, very good to herself, and then disappointed in herself, still wait for herself?

A series of questions came to mind.

If these wishes are not properly resolved, it seems that one's spirit and soul cannot be fully integrated with one's body, and one's body and spirit cannot be united, which will inevitably have an impact on the future.

When Xia Ji was thinking, he looked up and saw the pale bronze mirror on the side.

In the mirror, a slightly delicate face appeared, although the face was weak, but the heavenly court was vast, the eyes were deep, and the overall body posture and lips often hung with curvatures, which made him seem lazy but easy-going, which was difficult to guess.

Obviously, his arrival has made this body mentally refreshed.

Xia Ji stared at the mirror and closed his eyes quietly.

He seemed to be lost in thought, as if he was absorbing the memories that were not rich in his mind.

You can be sure that you have crossed over.

The cause and effect in this body, the residual resentment will naturally be inherited by oneself.

He was just an ordinary person before he crossed over.

After crossing over, this body has the same name and surname as himself, but it is still ordinary, but he is just a disciple of a declining small family who studies hard all day long, just wants to seek an official position in the Great Wei Dynasty, and then mixes with it for a lifetime.

It's a pity that the disciple of this family was inadvertently favored by the Holy Son of the Holy Gate, and the premeditated Holy Son saw a person who was almost exactly the same as himself, so he moved the idea of the golden cicada coming out of his shell.

The Holy Son sent a personal beautiful maid, and the disciple of this little family thought that "the romance of love at first sight finally happened to him", so he happily contacted the beautiful woman, and learned some simple things about the "beautiful family".

Maybe the Holy Son felt that the time had come, or that it was ripe, so he made an arrangement, and the beauty smiled and drank with the disciples of the family, and the disciples of the family only had beauties in their eyes, so they directly drank the poisonous wine containing the "Hades Jade", which would make people lose their strength and slowly be plundered.

But even the Holy Son never thought that his life was too brittle for this little family disciple, and he actually died directly after a few days of tossing, so he allowed himself to cross over and take over this body.

So to speak.

If you can't unlock the strange poison of this "Hades Jade", you will only have three months left to live?

And if his identity as a fake saint is revealed, he will definitely die?

Even if it is not exposed, is a saint son who has lost all his skills still a holy son?

Xia Ji thought for a moment.

Silently recite in my heart: "At the cost of Hades Jade, exchange internal power." ”

He has a strange poison in his body, and this strange poison naturally belongs to him.

Sure enough, a voice came from my head: "It can be exchanged for forty years of internal strength, whether it can be exchanged or not." ”

"Confirm the redemption. ”

A feeling of relief came from within the body, as if some shackles had been lifted.

The circulation of true qi between the meridians accelerated, and the feeling of abundance in the dantian was even worse.

The true qi gradually flattened, impacting down from the eight veins and twelve positive meridians of the Qi Sutra, and began to slowly form a cyclone.

It's just that the second pulse of Ren Du is still occluded, and I want to think about what the bottleneck is.

A moment later, the cyclone condensed into a golden round pill that was completely wrapped in true qi and was like a substance.

What is it?

Xia Ji felt the situation in his body curiously.

In the twenty years of internal strength, although there is a lot of true qi, it is all accumulated in the body, and if the consumption is over, then it is necessary to find a place to recover and replenish.

And with the Golden Yuandan, all this is different.

Because this golden round pill called "True Yuan" is constantly generating internal force.

A simple operation.

Xia Ji unraveled the strange poison "Hades Jade", and obtained sixty years of internal strength, and even condensed this strange golden pill.

That ancient jade thought that it was specially left by the original Holy Son in order to make his identity realistic.

Hey, it seems that I can't get rid of the name of genius in this life.

You can't experience a life of struggle from scratch.

I have to say that it is a big pity.

Xia Ji gave birth to some strange emotions.

Then.

There was a shrunken knock on the door.

Then it was a woman's voice, and there was some fear in her voice: "Holy Son." ”

What should be faced must be faced after all, it seems that this Holy Son will continue to pretend, if it is exposed, the first person to suffer is himself, the Holy Son's mastery of people's hearts can be seen, Xia Ji even suddenly gave birth to a strange feeling that he was a chess piece.

"Come in. ”

With a creak, the door was pushed open, and the small girl in the goose yellow shirt held the dinner plate and carefully placed it on the table.

There is medicinal porridge on the plate, as well as two side dishes.

The girl turned and closed the door again, the gaudy on her face completely obscured by fear.

She squeezed out a smile: "Holy Son, are you awake?"

"Who are you?"

"I'm Ning Mengzhen, the daughter of the sect master of the Listening Tide Sword Sect..."

"What do you have to do with me? I'm kind of amnesiac. ”

Xia Ji has a strange poison in his body, and he is in the Holy Gate, so naturally he can only explain it with "amnesia".

A flash of joy flashed in Ning Mengzhen's eyes, but he quickly sighed lightly and said, "Holy Son, have you forgotten that I am the furnace for you to break through." ”

Furnace Ding?

Xia Ji had some impressions of this word.

The path of cultivation is lonely and long, but the heart throbs, especially after the strength is increased to a certain extent, it is even more difficult to be self-contained, and if you want to cut off the love thread, it is to travel to the world and experience all the feelings between men and women.

And the furnace tripod is the big sect in order to save time for the disciples who are favored in the door, and directly bring the woman he likes to the sect, let the disciple enjoy it, after the disciple cuts off the love thread, the furnace tripod will become a waste tripod, useless.

It seems that the realm and status of this holy son are very high.

Xia Ji naturally looked at the petite girl in front of him.

The skin is as white as snow, the head is green like a waterfall, gently and skillfully holding it behind him, the end is tied with a red rope, and the bangs are divided into two, revealing a charming face.

No matter who sees it, you have to say "beautiful woman".

Is this girl her own furnace?

Vent your lust for yourself?

It's a pity that I'm new to the city and I'm in a crisis, not to mention that the environment hasn't been figured out yet, although I'm a little excited, I'm still going to forget it.

Moreover, when he was passing through the process, a trace of innate chaos Dao was imprinted in his mind, which improved his heart, and made him unwilling to live an ordinary life again, eager to become stronger, standing above everyone, all things, and even all existences, to explore the unknown, and pursue the immortal heart of the Great Dao.

For two reasons, Xia Ji was not interested at this time.

He looked at the petite girl who was a little nervous and whispered, "You go down first." ”

"Holy Son, how is your skill recovering, have you returned to the peak of the True Yuan Realm?"

A faint expectation flashed in Ning Mengzhen's eyes, if the Holy Son couldn't recover, wouldn't he have to be a furnace?