Xia Ji took a short rest under the eaves, and from time to time there was the sound of something being smashed behind him, as well as the strange cry of "ouch ouch" from the small furnace in red.

He covered his face and decided to go out for a walk.

Walking through the martial arts arena, there are still disciples practicing in the snow on the field, the fist shadows are vertical and horizontal, the sword light is whistling, and the Holy Son does not stop when he sees it, which shows that he is very serious.

The Holy Gate is already specialized in fists and swordsmanship.

The disciples watching in the cloister were immediately solemn and respectfully said, "See the Holy Son." ”

Xia Ji felt it slightly, and knew that there were two disciples in this group of disciples who had just planted the "Life and Death Situation" by themselves.

Smiling and nodding, he continued on his way.

After passing the martial arts arena, going north to cross the meal and fast, and practicing the "point point", "hidden weapon", "practicing boxing wooden man", "wooden pillar nine palaces", "first-line feather" and other special practice by disciples, it is the withered leaf pavilion.

It was the place where I fought for the first time, and I really missed the boy who was on his back.

The relationship between people is strange.

Friendships between men are often "love at first sight".

Thinking about it, I unconsciously came to a quiet high pavilion again.

The sound of the piano was melodious, Xia Ji subconsciously raised his head, and saw that in the high place, the wise elder was playing an ambush on all sides, and seemed to feel the gaze of the Holy Son, the wise elder nodded slightly, and then showed an evil and crazy smile.

Xia Ji, Xia Ji, do you know that your life is short.

Enjoy your last month and a half of freedom.

The master has made arrangements, and you have been arranged clearly.

Of course, even if you come to the Pavilion and ask me for a life-saving plan, maybe I'll give you some pointers.

It's a pity that a fool is a fool and never knows how to seize his only chance.

So, the wise elder ignored the false Son and continued to play his harp, immersing himself in his own world.

Xia Ji was a little speechless.

He could even guess by his instinct that this was the eyeliner left by the Holy Son.

Let's not debunk it for now.

Xia Ji continued to walk, walking sideways through the small barren and snow-covered garden, and the courtyard outside the rockery pond on the top of a mountain was the residence of Elder Blue Moon, and the door of the house was closed at this time, and the snow outside the door was very thick, creating a contrast between the inside and the outside.

Apparently, the cottage had been unoccupied for many days.

"It seems that Blue Moon is either in retreat or has gone to the city. ”

Xia Ji made a natural inference, "But retreat is not possible, this quarter is the time when she is on duty and needs a deacon... However, if nothing important had happened in Blue Sky City, how could she have been away for so long?"

So, what's going on?

Locked his eyebrows and pondered, there was no answer, and then he circled along the formation forest in the northeast direction, this array was a mini formation created by a certain generation of Holy Gate formation masters, and it was mainly used to let the Holy Gate disciples understand the formation.

In this way, after training in the rivers and lakes, even if you encounter those killing formations in dangerous places, you can still have vitality.

When Xia Ji returned to his courtyard, it was already a little dark.

After a stroll, his fatigue from using "Life and Death" was also slightly relieved.

Pushing the door in, the footprints of snow in the courtyard have been covered.

And inside the house, it's already very tidy.

Xiao Lu Ding was tired of becoming a dog, panting and slumping on a Taishi chair inlaid with gold and black wood, his red clothes were soaked with sweat, clinging to the convex and delicate body, and his bangs were like paper-cut window flowers pasted on his forehead, messy and hidden some of the beauty that belonged to Xiao Lu Ding.

"No, no, no, I patronized practicing martial arts during this time, and I forgot how to do housework. ”

Xia Ji saw that Ning Mengzhen was slumped softly, a pair of delicate white legs revealing a bright red skirt, and her little feet were swaying slightly with fluffy slippers.

"Ah, Holy Son!"

Although Ning Mengzhen felt that he was a peerless master, he was still very afraid of Xia Ji.

So, she stood upright, stood as straight as she could.

Immediately, a strong sense of shame arose from the bottom of my heart.

I think that Ning Mengzhen is also a master of the Great Perfection of the True Yuan Realm now, and the divine skills taught by the immortal mother-in-law have also entered the door, how can I be so timid?

Xia Ji looked at the girl in front of him.

Again, there is a special sense of disobedience.

This is obviously Xiao Zhao in a TV in his previous life, wearing the clothes of an oriental girl...

"I went to the meal to prepare a meal for me, and I was hungry. ”

Although she was curious, Ning Mengzhen was actually a handy little maid for him named Lu Ding.

With his fists clenched, Ning Mengzhen, who was immersed in shame, suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly stood upright, "Hey, I'll go now." ”

"Bring your needle with you. ”

Xia Ji glanced at the flickering cow hair needles on the ground again, and reminded him.

The girl in red nodded like a chicken pecking rice, then put the cow hair needle into a small tube with a black gold pattern, put it in her arms, picked up an umbrella outside the house against the wall, and opened it.

The umbrella is the coat of arms of the Holy Gate: a drawing of three mountains and one river.

The three mountains are like giants, and a knife is like a river cutting through the mountains.

Xia Ji didn't understand it before, but now he probably does.

The three mountains are the three main peaks of the Blue Sky Mountain, and the reason why the three mountains are like giants is because of the existence of the "Icon Gong".

is like a river, and it should be said that it is "The End of the World".

The umbrella is far away.

People are also far away.

If he is far away today, will he never return?

Xia Ji casually pushed open the window behind him.

At this moment, he clearly knew the location of those who had been planted by him in the Holy Gate.

At the same time, with a snap of his fingers, he can detonate the Qi in these people's bodies at the same time, but he will also receive some kind of backlash as a corresponding punishment.

"Where has Blue Moon gone? Isn't the deacon elder on duty supposed to sit at the Holy Gate? she hasn't been back for many days, hasn't she?"

The teenager turned his head sideways.

Something strange felt in my heart.

Window.

The snow is like cherry blossoms.

Shrouded in the Blue Sky Mountain, it also drifted from the dark gray sky above the Blue Sky City, like a flocculent, like a feather.

A few pieces slowly landed on the fish-scale black bricks, and were soon covered with follow-ups.

Under the brick eaves, red lanterns are floating in the cold wind.

On the lantern was written four words "Cloud Inn".

In winter, it was the time for the rivers and lakes and the dynasty to recuperate, and the big leg of lamb and the upside-down hanging pig in the Yunjian Inn were all delicacies with wine.

The elite disciples of the Holy Gate often found a corner on the second floor of this inn, ordered a jar of hot wine mixed with ginger, and then spent the first half of the long night like this.

However, such an inn has a tense atmosphere at this time.

The arrogant, and suppressed impatient voice sounded:

"It's the seventh day, Blue Moon Celestial Maiden... Oh, no, it's time to call Elder Blue Moon, as a junior brother, come to visit senior brother, can't you even report it?"

"The master of the door is in retreat, and he is in a pinch, refusing to see outsiders. ”

"Am I an outsider? That's right, my senior brother was favored by the master and taught a lot of things, maybe the Holy Gate really regarded me as an outsider, right?"

"Master, don't embarrass me, the master of the door does have an order. ”

"Hmph, Lan Yue, are you harboring evil intentions in such a blockade? I have something important to report to the door master. ”

A middle-aged man with two slightly upturned beards was sitting in the middle of the Cloud Inn.

This person turned out to be the guru of the Lotte House Sanctuary, Li Ling.

He was also one of the two junior disciples who thought innocent back then!

How could he be here at this moment?!