After instructing Xiaolu Ding to come back in three days, Xia Ji began to sprint to the Great Perfection of the True Yuan Realm.

In the reflection of Yunxin Pavilion, the young man meditated.

He operated his internal force, recorded the method according to the "Four Doors of the Screen", and began to impact the second pulse of Ren Du.

His internal strength has long been more than one Jiazi, and there is a trace of Tao in his heart, coupled with the subtlety of this exercise, the breakthrough of the realm is naturally a matter of course.

Three days later.

A stream of air came out from the soles of the feet, impacted the dantian, and then entered the mud pill palace, and then descended with the spine.

Xia Guang only felt that the essence and spirit were one, and the splendor of the five internal organs gathered in the dantian, and the whole person was bathed in a mysterious realm that was difficult to understand.

When the baby is still in the mother's womb, he uses the navel to breathe congenitally, and can only breathe through the mouth and nose when he is cut off, which is the day after tomorrow.

The young man of the Holy Gate sat cross-legged with a broad-backed knife at his side.

The black hair is fierce, and the contours of the face are gentle and resolute.

The sky and clouds and shadows passed by one by one, and he was just silent in this realm.

Call...

Breath and breath, run every day.

Xia Ji felt that the True Qi was operating with an extremely efficient efficiency.

This time I operated, compared to the previous ten times.

In other words, his cultivation speed increased tenfold.

Not only that, but the true qi flows faster, and the ears and eyes are clearer.

This speed began to stimulate him, giving birth to a feeling of "surging".

Drink the strongest liquor.

Ride the fastest horse.

Go to the place where you chase the distance.

Sitting on the most beautiful woman.

Rise to the strongest throne in the world.

His true qi seemed to be ignited, and the whole person was in this new realm.

The opening of the second vein of Ren Du made his cultivation speed improve by leaps and bounds, but it also made his mood completely change.

From the original calmness to the current enthusiasm.

Spirits, BMWs, beauties, power...

Isn't that what every man desires?

Although in the previous life, when I was an ordinary person, I could only fantasize by chance by reading books, at this moment, this opportunity is really in front of me.

In an instant, thousands of thoughts flooded into my mind.

One thought to become a Buddha, one thought to become a demon, what is the situation?

Xia Ji was blessed to his soul and suddenly opened his eyes.

For a moment, his comprehension of Dao Jiu seemed to have gone to the next level.

The second epiphany!

Draw the knife, draw the knife, and the force runs through it, and the surging true qi seems to burn even the knife.

Rumble!

Stepping on the earth, Xia Ji rose to the sky, his eyes were like emperors.

"King's Landing!"

The sword fell, like a meteor falling from the sky.

This cut caused the lake to quickly separate on both sides, and it actually showed a path more than ten zhang long.

The water flow on both sides is like a slope, but it is forced by the powerful knife intent and true qi in the middle, and it cannot be gathered, and the fish and shrimp in the water in the volcanic lake are confused by this sudden scene, and many jump into the air in the center, making a "plop" sound of entering the water.

Collect the knife.

The blade couldn't withstand the aura of the tyrant, and it shattered inch by inch.

Xia Ji didn't seem to feel it, holding the handle of the knife and pondering quietly.

The first epiphany is to feel the vastness of the world and the insignificance of oneself, and it is awe.

This epiphany is a feeling of excitement, uncontrollability, and indulgence.

The sword intent is dignified, like King's Landing.

The king knows to fear the heavens, and he knows to indulge his ambitions to conquer the world.

Xia Ji seemed to have touched a deeper level.

He didn't know it was a knife question.

The cultivation of sword intent requires constant questioning in order to progress and reach the realm of renewal.

In a short period of time, he has already done two questions.

In the distance, the Dead Leaf Pavilion.

Pang smiled in surprise.

"The knife intent is more perfect, it's completely different from your original knife intent, does the amnesia make you start over?

It's just that no matter what you become, I'm sure to defeat you!"

The young man with a tiger-like body grasped the handle of the Pu knife with his right hand and closed his eyes to feel it.

Suddenly, a powerful sword intent was born from him.

The knife is a king butcher knife.

His intention is to rebel against the heavens.

"Roar!"

He let out a long whistle.

The whistling sound was heard far away, mixed with irrepressible emotions in my heart.

The whistling sound seemed to be in response to the roar of the knife that had just broken through the surface of the lake.

Xia Ji opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the Dead Leaf Pavilion.

Pang snorted coldly and looked in the direction of Yunxin Pavilion.

Although the two enemies have not seen each other, although they cannot see each other, the heart of the dragon fighting at this time is the same.

Although the Holy Gate is big, all that can be seen is the burning war intent of each other!

In the distance, the deacon elder Tianwang Lao Tzu, who was in the side hall, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes shocked.

He could feel the sword intent coming from the Cloud Heart Pavilion, and it was even better than last time.

"His method of fighting poison with poison worked?

It turns out that Hades Jade wants to solve it like this?

And he has returned to the Dzogchen realm?

What a talent this is!"

On the other side, Xiao Lu Ding was just walking to the lake with a lunch box, when he suddenly heard a loud roar from the young man in the pavilion, and the air seemed to be burning with war intent.

She was frightened, after all, her strength was average, how could she withstand this level of roaring.

Ning Mengzhen suddenly realized that this Senior Brother Pang was fighting against the Holy Son.

She couldn't feel the sword intent, but she could see Senior Brother Pang's seriousness.

A little inexplicable pride suddenly rose in my heart.

Most of the remaining disciples of the Holy Gate still felt that Pang Hate would be the new Holy Son, after all, no matter how strong the Holy Son was, how could he recover so quickly if his skills were completely useless?

At the same time, they don't want to believe that there is such a person in the world who can rise a second time, which makes them look like fools.

Jealousy makes them start cursing.

The Son will definitely lose!

Lu Changke had just recovered, his face was pale, his wasted hands had been properly bandaged, and when he heard Pang Hate's long roar, he suddenly looked in the direction of Yunxin Pavilion outside the window.

Bastard, Pang Hate will definitely kill you, you are dead!

The entire Holy Gate seemed to be boiling for the upcoming battle between the two.

Xia Ji threw the empty handle aside, watched the small furnace Ding cross the basket and went ashore, and leaned over to eat.

He didn't eat or drink for three days, but he opened up the second pulse of Ren Du, and entered a state of epiphany, and slashed out a domineering knife, and now he is already hungry.

Ning Mengzhen also deliberately brought a lot of food.

A bucket of rice, six catties of beef, a roast duck, two plates of stir-fry, and a lot of mung bean soup to cool off.

At twilight, it's still hot.

Xiao Luding took out a fan and gently fanned him.

Xia Ji was quickly chopping rice, felt the cool air coming, paused and raised his eyes to look at Ning Mengzhen.

The delicate figure is wrapped in a white shirt and cherry skirt, and her long legs are also covered with small white shoes.

A few strands of bangs were hanging, slightly messy, and his eyes touched Xia Ji, but they quickly avoided it.

A man who has risen from the trough is always so handsome.

Xiao Luding felt that he was about to fall again.

How nice it would be if he never remembered anything and wasn't his furnace himself.

She was not a sane woman at all.

Xia Ji saw beads of sweat oozing from her arms, and said loudly: "Drink some mung bean soup, you brought half a pot, but you really treat me as a rice bucket." ”

Ning Mengzhen felt that she had never heard the previous Holy Son say such humane words, and sometimes, she would have a trace of doubt, wondering whether the Holy Son in front of her was real.

Or, she wonders if she's in a dream.

Ning Mengzhen stroked the skirt under her buttocks, then sat down and asked, "You've almost recovered, right?"

Xia Ji didn't hide it: "I have returned to the peak of the True Yuan Realm, but many places are not stable. ”

Ning Mengzhen bit her lip.

In her opinion, having returned to the peak of the True Yuan Realm, the next step is to break through the True Yuan Realm.

This furnace is finally going to play a role.

Ning Mengzhen asked: "If you defeat Pang Jing, the next step is to use me to break through, right?"

"How are I going to break through with you?"

"You... Don't you know?"

"I don't know. ”

Ning Mengzhen wanted to say more, raised his head, but saw the young man's smile.

To be honest, Xia Ji really doesn't know.

Xia Ji saw that Xiao Luding was silent, and said casually: "What's the matter? Now I'm looking forward to me losing?"

Ning Mengzhen folded his hands, put them on his lap, and shook his head: "No, I still want you to win." ”

"Why?"

"Because... I hope you can win this now.

My father has abandoned me, the whole Holy Gate is a stranger, you used to be terrible, but now you... But it's..."

Xiao Lu Ding kept emphasizing the four words "you now", but when she said this, she slowly closed her eyes and stopped talking, and a somewhat sad look appeared on her face.

The two were silent, silent and speechless in the returning clouds.

Ning Mengzhen cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and Xia Ji asked her to ask the elder for a thick-backed knife, and the girl bowed her head in response.

By the time he stepped on the lonely boat again, the sky was purple and black.

She didn't look back, she just said the unfinished words in her heart.

"But now you are my only relative. ”

A little kindness, a little easy-going, a little equality, actually made this girl who was bullied and had no hope for the future treat the person who hurt her as a relative.

I don't know if this is ignorance or kindness.

Behind her, Xia Ji didn't look back, he only thought about getting stronger in his heart, so he went straight to the third floor of Yunxin Pavilion.