"Holy Son, it's time to eat. ”

Ning Mengzhen shouted with a smile.

She was wearing a goose yellow short skirt today, revealing her white calves, and looked up at Yunxin Pavilion.

It's quite high, and there are a lot of books in these three-story pavilions, right?

Xiao Lu Ding thought secretly.

This was the place where the Holy Gate kept books, and if she hadn't come to deliver food, she wouldn't have been qualified to set foot here.

...

Xia Ji didn't hear Xiao Luding's shout.

He was pondering.

There are a lot of exercises in Yunxin Pavilion, which one should you choose?

His golden finger is to exchange internal force, not to comprehend the exercises.

So the choice is important.

The original privilege of the Son is now naturally his.

If you become a disciple of other Holy Gates, even if you make great achievements, you can't choose them arbitrarily like him.

There are four floors in the Cloud Heart Pavilion.

On the first layer, there are some exercises and techniques below the peak of the True Yuan Realm, after all, most people may not be able to cultivate, or obtain a Jiazi skill through enough adventures.

This layer also represents the strength of most people in the rivers and lakes today.

The exercises are the cultivation of internal force and the use of internal force.

Techniques, such as swordsmanship, whipping, thunder blocking, boring, dragon heading, boxing, etc...

The technique cannot obtain internal force, and it seems that it achieves a system alone.

Xia Ji always felt that there may be a problem with the view that "technique is the trajectory, it is the power technique, and it is the play when the martial arts are low".

With a trace of chaos scarred, he is more sensitive to power.

But the vast majority of people in the rivers and lakes don't think so.

So, the technique is placed on the first layer.

On the second level, there are exercises that can be used to practice to the Great Perfection of the True Yuan Realm, and even put forward a lot of guiding opinions for breaking through the threshold.

The third floor is like a watershed, separated from the first and second floors.

You even need to climb several rope ladders to get there.

It was empty, the sky was abundant, and the light shone on a golden pillar rising from the ground in the center.

The golden pillar is extremely thick and can be hugged by three adults, like the body of a towering ancient tree.

And in the east and west directions of the golden pillar, there is a keyhole in each.

When Xia Ji entered, the deacon elders had given him a key.

This key is one-time use, and can only open the keyhole on the east side, or the west one, and each side corresponds to a book of exercises.

The name of the exercise is engraved on the golden pillar, and it is also engraved that after taking out the exercise from the golden pillar, it must be put back within three hours, otherwise something extremely bad will happen.

In other words, Xia Ji could only pick one side of the exercises, and he could only refer to them for three hours.

It can be seen how the two exercises hidden in this golden pillar are.

The golden pillar on the east side is engraved: The end of the world is close at hand.

The golden pillar on the west side is inscribed: Holy icon.

Obviously, these are the names of the two exercises.

Other than that, there is no introduction.

Judging from the name, the end of the world should represent space.

The icon, on the other hand, should be some strange ritual or enhance the strength of one's own body.

Xia Ji didn't know which one to choose, and then looked up at the fourth floor of Yunxin Pavilion, the fourth floor was unimaginably more than ten zhang high from him, like a strange nest glued to the roof, there was no door to enter and exit, only a hole the size of a water tank, which was filled with a lingering gray mist.

Or rather, it's like a weird black egg.

Infiltrating, terrifying.

The hole is its pupil.

This kind of shape is really incompatible with the attic of the book, but it seems to be grafted on in a forced way.

Why does Cloud Heart Pavilion have this thing?

Perhaps when you return, you can ask the elders when you have an opportunity.

From the outside, the Cloud Heart Pavilion is dozens of meters high, like a towering spire, but the first and second floors only occupy a few meters.

The first, second and third floors occupy less than half of the height.

The fourth floor alone elongates the height of the tower.

This kind of structure is really weird to the extreme.

Instinct told Xia Ji that if he forcibly ascended this fourth layer, there would definitely be unimaginable horrors.

Of course, if Xia Ji knew that Xiao Luding could only see a three-story tower instead of a four-story tower, he would immediately know that he had seen the hell.

...

...

When the sound of Xiao Luding constantly shouting came, Xia Ji finally came back to his senses.

The spring breeze blows the willows, like smoke and dreams.

Some delicate saints looked at Xiao Luding with aggrieved expressions, took out the hot dishes in the lunch box, and then stood aside.

Xia Ji said lightly: "Eat together." ”

If it weren't for the fact that he was an imposter saint, he might have let this girl go long ago.

Ning Meng's appearance of joy and anger shows that she is a straight-hearted person, no wonder the original scheming Holy Son of the city government will like her.

It's a complementary personality.

Now, the expression on her face is full of "I have no hole cards, I'm finished, I can only be a furnace".

Xia Ji felt that even if he threw her to the ground right now and corrected the Fa on the spot, she would not resist.

But after all, this is someone else's wife, a wife.

I can't do it.

Gong Jiu must have a big conspiracy, otherwise he wouldn't have lost his wife for the sake of the perfect golden cicada.

Of course, perhaps the Holy Son did not think that he would be immortal.

Xia Ji smiled and said again: "Come and eat together." ”

Ning Mengzhen originally wanted to refuse.

But in her mind, she suddenly remembered the fact that "she cooked vegetables and soup by herself and put a lot of sugar, but the Holy Son ate it silently", and she had some changes in her heart, that is, she pulled her skirt, sat cross-legged on the grass, and picked up a small sweet cake.

However, she didn't know that even this matter was deliberately done by Xia Ji.

Otherwise, why did he still leave a small half bowl of pork lung soup, otherwise, why did he show a strange expression that "can arouse curiosity" while eating.

Women are curious, and nine times out of ten they will try it.

Therefore, Ning Mengzhen drank the pig lung soup, so she was moved.

Ning Meng really thought that she had discovered it by accident, but she didn't know how much of a role Xia Ji's acting skills played.

The skirt of the small furnace ding is raised, showing the snow-white thighs, and the waist is unbearable, graceful as a lotus.

Looking at Xia Ji's appearance of eating, she sighed lightly in her heart: If you keep losing your memory like this, how good it would be.

This idea was just born, and she immediately threw it out of her mind.

She will never forget the strong sense of shame in her heart when the Son made her wear a tight leather coat and whip him.

And when he pounced and licked the instep of his foot, he felt like he was being licked by a poisonous snake, which was just creepy.

Ning Meng is really a nightmare at night.

She even had suicidal thoughts countless times, but she was afraid of pain, death, and the dark, and she couldn't do it.

A delicate and beautiful girl, if there is still a little hope, always does not want to wither at the age of bright spring.

Ning Mengzhen was in a daze while eating the sweet cake, and "I'm thinking about something" was written on her face.

Without any warning, Xia Ji said coldly: "Have you told others about my daily situation?"

This is a clever way of talking, which does not give any room for thinking, and can even know the true answer from the expression on the face after the question.

Ning Mengzhen's face turned red as soon as he brushed it, "I... I..."

She was a little caught off guard.

Xia Ji chuckled: "I know." ”

Ning Mengzhen heard these four words, and suddenly felt a little tingling, she explained: "After you came back from poisoning, a few days ago, Elder Tianwang asked me about your situation, and I said that you have amnesia, and your skills have not replied, but your complexion is not bad.

I swear, I didn't say anything else. ”

She didn't know why she was in a hurry to swear in front of this hateful Son.

Xia Ji nodded: "I believe in you." ”

Ning Mengzhen was so frightened that her body trembled.

The Holy Son would say such gentle words, she really never dreamed, her heart beat faster, and her cheeks were rosy.

Xia Ji didn't care about her reaction, from Xiao Lu Ding's words, he already knew that the deacon elder was paying attention to him, and this elder's attitude and approach also generally showed that he was an impartial person and did not have much enmity with the original Holy Son.

In this way, some of his later operations can be carried out.

Xia Ji diverted the topic and said, "Tomorrow I want to eat wonton noodles." ”

"What is wonton noodles?"

"Wontons and noodles together, by the way, I'm going to mix them. ”

"I'll try to do it. ”

Xia Ji diverted the topic, and asked whimsically: "The end of the world and the holy icon, I don't know which one to choose." ”

He just wanted to know the information about these two exercises.

Ning Mengzhen was a little stunned: "Such an important choice... Don't ask me, I don't know. The end of the world and the icon are the supreme secret texts of the Holy Gate. ”

Xia Ji saw that she really knew, so he said: "You are the person next to me, of course I have to ask you about this important choice, after all, I only have one chance." ”

Ning Meng really couldn't resist him, and although the holy son in front of him had amnesia, it was true that he licked her instep, which was also a skin-to-skin kiss.

So, he said that the people around him are really right.

Now that he is in trouble, he really should give advice.

So, I could only sort out my thoughts, and then said: "I have also heard these things on the rivers and lakes, Holy Son, you must have known more than me before, and now that you have amnesia, then just refer to what I said, don't take it seriously." ”

She still knows that Xia Ji really doesn't know anything.

He said gently, "You say, I'm listening." ”

Ning Mengzhen then said: "I heard... Ten years ago, the Holy Gate is now the master of the Sect and has attended a banquet in the Great Wei Palace.

Then there was an urgent report from the military department, saying that Guanshan in the north was raided by robbers in the snow, the city gate was captured, and Guanshan was also lost.

However, Tiexiong relied entirely on the time of the ice and snow to successfully defend himself, and if the ice and snow melted in the spring, the Wei army would no longer be able to stop the invasion of the robbers.

Emperor Great Wei was very anxious and wanted to send more manpower, but it was cold and snowy, and it was difficult for soldiers and horses to walk.

At this time, the master of the Si Wuxian Sect asked the leader of the enemy clearly, and went out with a knife.

Three days later, in the midst of heavy snow, the master of the gate threw the head of the enemy leader on the table of the soldier squire.

The robbers were deprived of a leader, and were quickly defeated by Tetsuo.

However, from the imperial capital of the Great Wei Dynasty to the Northland Pass, even if it takes half a month to ride a thousand-mile horse, plus heavy snow, it is already very powerful to arrive in twenty days.

But the master of the Innocent Sect, back and forth, plus killing, only took three days.

People in the rivers and lakes speculate that this is the holy book of the Holy Gate. ”

Xia Ji was stunned, this is not a low martial art.