"Father, he is not worthy. Ji Yun looked at Nangong Li with a cold expression.

In Ji Yun's memory, his father has always been an iron-clad man, even if his cultivation was abolished, he never begged others, when did he make such a move?

But at this moment, for him, he ......

Helping Ji Mo up, Ji Yun took a deep breath, and when he raised his head, his expression was unusually calm.

"Come back, two. ”

Ji Yun is calm on the surface, but his heart is like a wave surging!

He will repay the reproach he and his father have suffered today.

Cloud Sword Sect!

Nangong Li!

It won't be long before I, Ji Yun, will come to the door in person to wash away today's humiliation!

Seeing that Ji Yun actually calmed down, Nangong Li was also stunned, and was a little surprised by the young man's temperament.

But waste is waste after all, cultivation can't break through, no matter how good the mind is, what's the use?

With a cold snort, Nangong Li took out an extra fingernail-sized pill in his hand, and threw it at Ji Yun like a beggar.

"This is the Gathering Spirit Pill, which can be regarded as the compensation given to you by the old man, so you can do it yourself!"

Seeing the Gathering Spirit Pill, his father Ji Mo couldn't help but be stunned, and he was overjoyed.

The Gathering Spirit Pill has an excellent auxiliary effect on breaking through the Gathering Spirit Realm!

With this Gathering Spirit Pill, maybe his son will have a chance to break through!

At that time, even if you can't join a big sect like the Cloud Sword Sect, you can join a regular small sect, no matter what, you won't be as wasted as yourself!

But to Ji Mo's surprise, Ji Yun did not reach out to take the pill, but let it fall to the ground.

That's not all, Ji Yun raised his feet expressionlessly and crushed the pill into powder.

"Yun'er, are you crazy?!" Ji Mo glared at Ji Yun, this is the Gathering Spirit Pill, it is the hope of a breakthrough!

"Uncle Zhao, send off!" Ji Yun's eyes were cold to the bone.

Uncle Zhao was already frightened, stunned in place, motionless.

At this moment, Nangong Li's face was completely gloomy, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"You're looking for death!" Nangong Ling shook her skirt even more, stepped forward, and looked at Ji Yun with cold eyes, her pretty face was full of murderous intent.

Ji Yun looked back coldly, not afraid at all, and the spiritual power in his body surged.

"Ling'er, let's go!" However, Nangong Li pulled up Nangong Ling and left.

However, no one noticed that when Nangong Li turned to leave, a red light smaller than a hair flew out of his sleeve, and swooped into Ji Yun's body.

"Yun'er, what's the trouble with this......" Ji Mo sighed, his expression complicated.

Outside the Ji Mansion.

"Grandpa, why didn't you just kill that bastard?"

That waste actually dared to humiliate her grandfather, and he deserved to die 10,000 times!

"Nonsense, my Cloud Sword Sect is a decent family, how can I do something murderous without saying a word?" Nangong Li scolded loudly, and justice was awe-inspiring.

"But, Grandpa......"

"Don't say it again!"

"Ling'er, we have more important things here, and we don't have to waste time for an ant. Nangong Li's eyes flashed away, but he said in a low voice.

"The old man won't kill him, but if something happens to him, he can't blame the old man. ”

"Grandpa, do you mean the Spirit Devouring Worm?" Nangong Li's eyes suddenly widened and he exclaimed.

"Shhhh

Nangong Li smiled cruelly, but nodded.

"Hee-hee, it's still grandpa thoughtful!"

Nangong Ling smiled, the Spirit Devouring Worm is a special spirit beast raised by her grandfather, which can devour people's souls, and if it is touched, it will be a death, and that kid will not live for a few days!

And the body of this spirit beast is extremely small, and ordinary people can't detect its existence at all, so they can't prevent it.

Ji Mo looked at the Gathering Spirit Pill that was crushed into powder on the ground, and sighed helplessly, a little heartbroken.

"Yun'er, you're fine, you're just too stubborn, too strong. ”

A look of worry flashed in Ji Mo's eyes, this time, not only did they lose the Gathering Spirit Pill, but they also offended the Cloud Sword Sect to death.

"Yes, young master, with this Gathering Spirit Pill, maybe you will be able to break through to the Gathering Spirit Realm!" Uncle Zhao was also very distressed.

"It's okay, even if I don't have this Gathering Spirit Pill, I can break through, you don't have to worry about me. Ji Yun smiled.

"Father rest assured, whether it is Nangong Li or Cloud Sword Sect, it won't be long before the child will make them regret it. ”

Hearing this, Ji Mo was stunned, but he felt that his eyes were sore, he tilted his head, held back his tears, and said nothing.

This kid is still too strong!

"Yun'er, you have to promise your father, no matter what, you can't do stupid things!"

Ji Yun's heart was sour, he naturally knew what Ji Mo was thinking, nodded, said no more, and left the hall.

Back in the room, Ji Yunpan sat down, held the pitch-black coffin in the palm of his hand, sat down, and began to absorb spiritual power.

This is the last time!

If there is still no response from this coffin, then you can only give up!

He has to break through the cultivation!

Throughout the night, Ji Yun instilled all the condensed spiritual power into the pitch-black coffin.

However, nothing was found.

Looking at the whitening sky outside the window, Ji Yun was a little melancholy, did his efforts in the past five years be in vain?

After a while, Uncle Zhao came over and knocked on the door.

This day is Ji Yun's birthday.

Ji Mo and Uncle Zhao prepared a birthday banquet for Ji Yun to celebrate his birthday.

Although there were only three people at the birthday banquet, they were also prepared quite exquisitely, and it could be seen that the two of them had put a lot of thought into Ji Yun.

"Alas, it's a pity that Qian'er, this girl, can't come back to celebrate your birthday if she has something. Looking at the huge dining table, but there were only three people, Ji Mo couldn't help sighing.

"It's okay, I'll go to the school palace tomorrow and ask her for a gift. Ji Yun took a chopstick dish and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Ji Mo nodded, but he didn't notice that Ji Yun's smile was mixed with a hint of helplessness.

The Qian'er in Ji Mo's mouth, named Chu Qian, is Ji Mo's brother in life and death, Chu Tian's daughter.

Ji Yun only knew a rough idea of what happened back then.

Thirteen years ago, the Ji family suffered a great change, and none of the friends they made on weekdays dared to come out to help, only Chu Qian's father Chu Tian stood up to help the Ji family defend against foreign enemies.

Unfortunately, in that accident, Chu Tian died unexpectedly, leaving only a three-year-old orphan girl to be entrusted to Ji Mo's care.

The orphan girl is Chu Qian, who is the same age as Ji Yun, and now she is also practicing in the Jincheng Martial Arts Palace.

For Chu Qian, Ji Mo naturally regarded him as his own, and he was closer than Ji Yun.

At the beginning, Chu Qian was also very attached to this family, and she was also very attached to Ji Yun, and always liked to follow behind his ass and call him Brother Yun sweetly.

But in recent years, Chu Qian has come back less and less, and she has only come back two or three times in the past two years.

After the feast, the three of them went out for a day of play, and when they came back, it was already evening.

Saying goodbye to his father and Uncle Zhao, Ji Yun returned to the room, threw the pitch-black coffin aside, and began to cultivate.

This time, he would not infuse the condensed spiritual power into the pitch-black coffin.

"It's time to break through. ”

Ji Yun took a deep breath, guarded his mind, pulled the spiritual power around him, and gathered towards him.

"Boom!"

A slight muffled sound came out, and the spiritual power quickly gathered.

The rich spiritual power was like a curling white mist, and it was even more like a flood bursting its embankment, frantically pouring into Ji Yun's body.

If people see this scene, they will be so frightened that their eyes will fall to the ground.

Not to mention the Tempered Body Realm, even if it is the Gathering Spirit Realm, or even the Foundation Building Realm, it is impossible to have such a terrifying spiritual power absorption speed.

Ji Yun nodded with satisfaction, although the polishing of the past five years could not make him break through his cultivation, but the benefits were also obvious, his foundation at this moment was several times higher than that of ordinary people.

"Break it for me!" Ji Yun's expression froze, and he pulled the gathered spiritual power, and poured it from his limbs to the sea of qi.

Now Ji Yun's sea of qi is still a silt, only by breaking through it and reconstructing it can it be regarded as a success in attracting qi into the body, and can he truly condense spiritual power in his body and break through to the realm of gathering spirits.

With the strength of the spiritual power that Ji Yun has gathered now, it couldn't be easier to break through the sea of qi and break through the cultivation.

But the next moment, Ji Yun's complexion changed suddenly, and he felt a piercing chill coming.

A hair-sized red mang suddenly appeared, quickly enlarged in front of Ji Yun's eyes, and with a sudden, it drilled into his eyebrows.

Immediately afterward, a pain came as if the soul was about to be stripped away.

"Ahh

Ji Yunzhi screamed and immediately fainted.

At this time, before Ji Yun's condensed spiritual power rushed into the sea of qi, it paused and failed to induce qi into the body!

However, this majestic spiritual power did not dissipate because of it, but was pulled by an inexplicable force, converging towards the pitch-black coffin not far away!