Xia Ji prefers offense to defense, so he directly chose the Holy Bone.

I felt a mysterious method entering my heart.

With that, there is a unique aura coming from the icon.

That breath is something like an introduction...

"Sure enough, the forging method is completely different from the true qi cultivation class, or the Xuan Qi class.

In order to cultivate a holy bone, it is necessary to extradite the internal force of Rokko to cultivate it in the way of 'filling'.

It's just a matter of six koko..."

Xia Ji didn't think about it, and the internal force of Liujiazi was directly extradited to the small bone at the tip of the index finger of his right hand.

300 years of skill is not much for him, but he feels the extremely subtle emptiness of the dantian.

This is much better than the previous cultivation of the four doors of the screen.

At that time, I practiced a door, and I was so tired that I couldn't even move my fingers.

You need to lie on the grass of the Cloud Sky Pavilion, look up at the sky, and look at the bright moon and stars like water.

Listen to the boat landing not far away, and the familiar, gradually becoming more rapid footsteps.

Then there is a touch of cherry-colored skirt and the face of a small furnace...

As soon as the thought drifted away, it was immediately withdrawn.

At this time.

Under the guidance of the primer-like aura in the holy icon, the internal force of Rokkoko began to follow, and it seemed that he began to "transform" his own bone.

Xia Ji raised his hand and watched his fingers glow, as if they were bright bulbs with high illumination.

A burning and painful sensation was born, as if "when I was a mortal, my fingers were stuck in boiling water."

This pain completely ignored all of Xia Ji's resistances, and it came out so suddenly.

The boy frowned, his right hand tensed, and beads of sweat the size of a bean grain on his forehead oozed out.

But he endured.

I don't know how long it took.

The sky outside Yunxin Pavilion had completely darkened, and a cool breeze blew in from the window, and Xia Ji felt the burning sensation on his fingers soothed a lot.

Looking down at the finger, I saw that the tip of the index finger of the right hand was still as usual, but there was an extra mysterious power on it.

Xia Ji had a hunch that even if he was crushed, this phalanx bone should not be destroyed.

It has become some kind of unknown hard substance.

It's as if bones have evolved to ward off evil spirits and are extremely hard.

"It seems to have succeeded, it is already so difficult to obtain a holy bone, if you want to obtain 206... The amount of power required was unimaginable. ”

Counting the time, three hours are coming.

Xia Ji didn't plan to put the platinum icon back into the golden pillar, so he held the icon and began to wait for that bad thing to happen.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The black-gold-robed young man took advantage of this time to regulate his luck and quickly replenish the three-hundred-year-old true qi that had just been vacant.

After all, it is not the true yuan that is consumed, but the true qi, and the recovery is still extremely fast.

Outside the window, the stars are shining.

In the middle of the volcanic lake on the top of the mountain, on the third floor of the attic on the only isolated island, the boy sat quietly.

Suddenly, he had a premonition in his heart that the three hours seemed to be coming.

He threw the icon into his arms.

As soon as his fingers touched his clothes, a violent force that seemed to be an extraterrestrial wind rushed forward, carrying a devastating force and slammed into Xia Ji's body.

It was accompanied by a roar of arrogance that almost distracted people's hearts.

"Ordinary people, dare to disobey!!"

Boom!!

In the terrifying explosion and waves of sonic waves, a pitch-black giant suddenly appeared.

Then the walls of the Cloud Heart Pavilion cracked.

The giant was blown to the ground by the wind, and fell to the ground heavily, like a meteor descending, and blasted out a crater.

The wind hadn't disappeared yet, like a big hand from top to bottom, full of malice to suppress Xia Ji, who had turned into a giant.

"Roar!"

Xia Ji's expression was cold, his cross-defensive arms were thrown out wildly, and in the burst of shouting, the big hand was gone, and all the aura in front of him completely dissipated, like thunder and clear sky, and even exploded some brilliance.

Standing on the ground in the middle of the island for a few moments, the wind and roar did not appear again.

"So that's the punishment?"

Xia Ji shook his head, but if it was an ordinary True Yuan Realm Great Perfection or a Tianyuan Realm powerhouse, I am afraid that it would have been blown away by the strong wind and would have fallen directly into the volcanic lake in the distance...

If it is completely blown by this power, it is possible to fly dozens of miles away.

"This is an iron banana fan. ”

Xia Ji complained speechlessly.

He pondered.

In addition to the fierce wind, the roar just now was also extremely vicious.

If it really makes people lose their minds, then it will become an unimaginable demon.

"But this kind of punishment is nothing to me. ”

Xia Ji touched his arms, his expression changed, it turned out that he touched the void.

The icon that bears the "Icon Gong" is gone!

The young man took a step forward, and flew directly back to the third floor of the Cloud Heart Pavilion, and the golden pillar was indeed closed.

When he looked again, he found that the keyhole was also blocked, Xia Ji looked down at the hole, but found that an eye suddenly appeared in the hole, and he was also staring at him quietly.

This look is very familiar to Xia.

It is of the icon.

Xia Ji straightened up calmly, originally he was also trying, so he didn't care.

After all, a holy bone has been harvested, and this trip is not worth it.

But who made that roar?

It's like the sound of "get out" in the forbidden place.

Xia Ji frowned, what an unpleasant voice.

I looked sideways again, and sure enough, I was shirtless again.

The leg of the trouser was also completely cracked and became shorts.

But it doesn't matter.

The young man was shirtless and barefoot, and decided to go back to the Holy Gate for a supper, pulled Xiao Lu Ding out of the bed, asked her to make egg fried rice, and then watched himself eat it.

But...

Xia Ji suddenly realized that Ning Mengzhen was no longer there.

He frowned, walked to the volcanic lake in the spring breeze, untied the cable of the boat tied to an ancient tree, and was about to get on the boat, but muttered "It's too slow".

Immediately, the young man's body was slightly lowered, his right hand grabbed the body of the boat, raised it up, and then held the bottom of the boat with his palm.

Suddenly, the boat was thrown straight out.

How powerful he is.

It was a small boat that sailed in the water, and it flew straight up.

Like a spaceship outside the sky, breaking through the night and the long wind.

Xia Ji stepped out in one step, and the end of the world was launched, and almost instantly appeared on the flying boat.

The boat is in the moonlight, and the people are on the boat.

The spring water reflects the full moon and the flying boat.

It's a pity that people are alone.

Boom!!

The boat fell into the water and splashed several feet of water.

But the boat had already flown hundreds of meters away.

Xia Ji's body moved, and he had already used this boat in the middle of the lake as a transit and flashed to land.

Not far away, in the Withered Leaf Pavilion, there was a junior sister of the Holy Gate who was in a daze with her cheeks.

In a daze, she suddenly saw a shirtless man coming from the other side, and she couldn't help but be stunned.

Perverted...

But when I looked at it carefully by the moonlight, I recognized it as the Holy Son in my door.

The junior sister's stunned eyes immediately narrowed, and she wanted to continue watching.

Xia Ji felt the gaze and looked sideways at the Withered Leaf Pavilion.

I saw that the female disciple of the Holy Gate was wearing a very youthful goose yellow dress, a pair of thin deerskin boots covering the ankles, and then revealing snow-white calves between the skirts.

The night breeze blows, and there will be more snow white, and even the crooks of the legs will be exposed.

It was a pair of very beautiful long legs, up to the waist, and was tied up by a belt inlaid with bright jade, the chest was undulating, the snow neck was like a swan, and the face was also delicate.

And her body is soft and exquisite, it can be seen that she was born in a big family, and she is used to being pampered, and she is white and rich in the world before he crossed.

"Hey, help me make an egg fried rice. ”

Xia Ji blurted out, in this junior sister, he faintly saw Xiao Luding, so he made this unreasonable request.

But in a blink of an eye, he came to his senses again, and this girl was not that stupid girl after all.

But the junior sister had already run away happily, and said happily as she ran: "Holy Son, I will send you to the room later." ”

The younger sister decided to finish the fried rice, put on makeup and spray perfume by the way, so that she could enter the Holy Son's room late at night.

...

At this time, outside the majestic mountain gate of the Holy Gate, the man with the knife wearing an iron hoop seemed to feel something, and suddenly opened his eyes.

He is not a member of the Holy Gate, so he is not allowed to enter.

Coupled with the assassination of the Wise Elder, the Holy Gate was already under martial law, and it was even more impossible for him to enter it directly.

So he waited.

He waited here for a little day, to wait for the enemy who killed his father.

What I ask for is nothing more than to squander the love in my heart and the knife in my hand in the name of filial piety.

At this time, he waited for the arrival, got up, looked to the north, and said word by word: "Son of the Spirit, the Eagle of the Eagle asks to see the Holy Son!"