Before I knew it, I had gained another Jiazi skill!

Xia Ji felt that the second ancient door phantom in the dantian had opened.

Internal forces poured madly into it.

Soon, he developed a feeling that his body was being hollowed out.

Lying on the wooden floor on the third floor, Xia Ji felt that he didn't even want to move his fingers.

His internal organs, muscles, and even every blood vessel were changing and becoming stronger.

This is the second door opening of "Four Doors of the Screen", and the feedback effect of the "black iron body" obtained.

Xia Ji lay comfortably, but became stronger and stronger.

He has reached the Great Perfection of the True Yuan Realm, and he is cultivating the "Four Doors of the Screen", which requires the most blessings, and now in just a few days, he has actually cultivated more than half of it.

If the disciples of the Holy Gate or other sects and sects know about it, I am afraid that they will shout "so angry".

...

When Xia Ji woke up, it was already early in the morning.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the fourth layer of black eggs on top of his head, and the hole like the pupils of evil spirits.

I don't know what's inside, but it always gives him a bad feeling, maybe I must ask the elders when I have a chance in the future.

Xiao Luding was wearing a cherry skirt, two cute bun heads, carrying a lunch box, and a knife behind his back.

The knife looked heavy, and it made her body a little rickety.

Xia Ji walked out the door.

Ning Mengzhen raised his eyes and looked at it, and was suddenly shocked, he hadn't seen it all night, how could this holy son seem to be strong again?

He exuded a wonderful charm all around him, and his eyes were fixed on him.

Oh...

It doesn't seem right.

He didn't look at himself.

He looked at the knife behind him.

There were some minor disappointments.

But if he doesn't like himself anymore, can he not be his furnace?

But he seems to hope that he still likes himself.

It's so tangled.

Ning Mengzhen was full of psychological drama, and the expression on her face changed a few times.

After a long time, she put down the lunch box, then took the knife from behind her back, and said, "I conveyed to the Elder Heavenly King that you want a broad-backed sword, and he went to the Hyogo of the Holy Gate to get this knife, and let me give it to you again." ”

Xia Ji took the knife.

The blade has a dark gold color, a wide back, and a blade that is slightly wider than an axe, which is perfect for the action of "chopping", and the bladesmith's design seems to mean "cut as much as you want".

The handle is not as long as the Parker knife, but it is also a bit unique, with a length of five fists, which can be held with both hands or one hand.

The knife is simple, simple, and engraved with cloud and thunder patterns.

Looking at the texture of the blade, there are several stacks of fine waves, which are obviously made of refined steel.

At the bottom of the blade, there are four ancient seals engraved with "a hundred battles are kings".

There is no doubt that this is a treasure knife.

Although the elder who claimed to be the king of heaven and Lao Tzu spoke very politely, he was still fair.

Seeing that he had the possibility of recovery, he responded to his request, and even picked a treasure knife for himself.

Xia Ji held the knife.

The knife is heavy.

He lifted it up with ease, and swung it a few times at will, making a low sound that tore through the air.

Ning Mengzhen said again: "Elder Heavenly King said that he already knows that you have regained the Great Perfection of the True Yuan Realm, and he advises you not to act rashly, and Pang Jing will say it to him." Postpone your decisive battle by a year. ”

"It doesn't have to be postponed, and it doesn't take a year. ”

Xia Ji raised his head.

My knife is hungry and thirsty.

My fighting spirit is already burning.

And my opponent thought it was the same.

Ning Mengzhen said: "Holy Son, Senior Brother Pang is really strong, you don't need to be strong, Elder Heavenly King made this suggestion, obviously he is not optimistic about you at all."

You used to be very forbearing, but now it's like a different person. ”

"I have amnesia, so I have nothing to do with who I used to be. ”

Xia Ji raised his head, and his eyes showed a confident brilliance: "Help me bring a word to Pang Jing." ”

"Huh?"

"Three days later, at dawn, I went to him. ”

"Looking for him?"

Ning Mengzhen jumped up in shock: "You still have time, the longer it drags on, the more you can recover, why do you have to advance it?"

Xia Ji raised his head, and his lips curled.

Xiao Luding was stunned.

Is this the world of the strong?

The cherry skirt rippled slightly in the wind.

Ning Mengzhen was infected by his spirit, and couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

"Eat porridge and eat porridge. ”

Xia Ji had already squatted down and opened the lunch box.

Behind the red-veined lid, there is a tangy aroma of rice.

...

Three days later, the news of the Holy Son's battle against Pang was spread.

To tell the truth, no one is optimistic about the Son.

Almost all the kung fu went to the island, and now there are more than ten days left in three months, no matter how strong a person's talent is, how strong can he be?

Even if there were elite disciples who provoked the Holy Son and their palms were abolished, there were also some masters in the sect who said that they felt "a powerful sword intent in the direction of the island" and that "the Holy Son had recovered to the Great Perfection".

The disciples are still skeptical, and more of them have an attitude of "rumors stop at the wise".

From scratch, from the complete waste of skill to the Great Perfection of the True Yuan Realm, how many tribulations do you have to go through?

Open the body, practice the true qi, penetrate the meridians, circulate the heavens, and hide in the secret room to prevent being disturbed, until you accumulate a good skill, reach the peak of the true yuan realm, condense the true yuan, and the true qi is endless, so you don't need to deliberately go to the secret room at this time.

After that, there is the most important step: to open up the second vein of Ren and Du.

No matter how wicked and genius the Holy Son is, how can he reach this point.

The Companions, both men and women, do not believe.

On the contrary, Senior Brother Pang's strength is obvious to all.

When the Holy Son came out this time, I am afraid that he will be embarrassed.

Even the deacons of the Holy Gate, the Elder Heavenly King Lao Tzu, were worried.

They are the cornerstones of the future of the Holy Gate...

He wanted to talk to Pang Jing, but the battle of masters, once he was distracted, it was not good.

And these two people, full of fighting spirit, are definitely unwilling to stop there.

So, he hurriedly entered the cultivation center of the mountain behind the Holy Gate and found the other two deacon elders who were practicing: Elder Wisdom and Elder Sacred Heart.

After explaining his intentions, Elder Heavenly King invited the two to watch the battle together.

is called watching the battle, but it is actually to prevent Pang Jing from killing the Holy Son at a critical moment.

The Holy Son was able to recover in less than three months, which had already proved his worth, but he still couldn't beat the current Pang Jing.

The two elders agreed.

Heavenly King Lao Tzu breathed a sigh of relief at this time, with the three elders watching, there should be no accident.

It's just that he didn't see a trace of doubt flashing in the eyes of the wise elder who "looks at everyone is stupid".

The other side.

Lu Changke was sitting in his room.

The room was dark, and only two candles were lit.

His hands were abolished, and when he heard the news that "the Holy Son took the initiative to propose a decisive battle", he was a little stunned at first, and then laughed.

"This self-righteous fool, do you really think that if you hurt me, you can fight Senior Brother Pang?

He's dead, dead!

It's only been a long time, does he think he's a god? It's ridiculous!"

The Holy Son uses his strength and is explosive, and Senior Brother Pang already knows it.

In this battle, the Holy Son will never win.

He sat up with support.

Three days later, he must rush over and watch the enemy's corpse on the spot, so that he will feel comfortable.