Whew!

The sound of the wind tearing through the air was endless, and a young man with a long sword in his hand danced in the wind in the square. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Not bad, not bad," After the young man finished the drill, even Fan Xuefeng, who had always been stern, clapped his hands and praised: "I didn't expect that after the basic sword technique and the basic sword technique arrived in your hands, there would be such a change." ”

If someone saw the two people in the square at this time, they would definitely be shocked.

Because the boy is Jiang Ziqi.

Fan Xuefeng, who has always been strict, personally instructed Jiang Ziqi, who was a waste firewood?

"Master has won the award," Jiang Ziqi arched his hand and said, "The disciple's qualifications are dull, and he can't cultivate spiritual power for a long time. I had to work the foundation, after all, the foundation didn't need spiritual cultivation yet. ”

"Qualifications are dull!" In the sea of knowledge, Bai Zetong repeated in a weird manner, if this guy can also be called stupid in qualifications, then there is no genius in the world.

"Otherwise, I can't say that I haven't finished reading the plenary meeting, right?" Jiang Ziqi said in the sea of knowledge.

To tell the truth, if it was the previous free-range state, Jiang Ziqi really didn't have to think of any reason to explain his strength.

But it's a pity that after returning to Xuanyun Peak, Jiang Ziqi obviously felt that Fan Xuefeng's attitude towards him was obviously different, he used to treat him mainly in a free-range state, but now he actually personally urged him to practice, praised his progress, and even took the initiative to ask himself if he had any difficulties in cultivation.

That feeling is like suddenly discovering that the son of the old Wang family next door turned out to be his own......

Regarding Fan Xuefeng's sudden change in attitude, Jiang Ziqi can also understand, he used to be just a waste, no more than himself, no less than himself, Fan Xuefeng, as the peak master of Xuanyun Peak, has long wanted to get rid of such a burden of himself, where would he think of helping himself sincerely?

Now the situation is different, Jiang Ziqi has not only entered the Yunling Realm, but also has extraordinary combat power, and after Fan Xuefeng personally checked it, he found that his foundation was very stable, which made Jiang Ziqi more and more optimistic about his future.

In terms of strength, Jiang Ziqi regretted the Zhou brothers head-on, and won the battle, which greatly increased his face, and also showed his competitiveness.

In addition, his cultivation realm can be improved, and if he is lucky, he is really likely to break into the top ten, and all these factors add up to contribute to Fan Xuefeng's change of attitude.

Of course, this can't be blamed on Fan Xuefeng's snobbery, of course, as a teacher, he hopes that all his disciples can become talents. No matter what era, the treatment of top students and scumbags is never the same.

"Not arrogant or impatient, steady progress. Fan Xuefeng nodded, and said in his heart: "Even if you can't cultivate spiritual power, you still don't give up, and you also carefully polish other skills, so that you can quickly convert into combat power after becoming a qi refiner." In addition to his tenacity, this son also has a self-confidence to overcome all difficulties, but I have seen it in the past!"

Seeing Fan Xuefeng's appearance, Jiang Ziqi knew that he was extremely satisfied with his performance, and immediately said tentatively: "Master, since the disciple has completed his training, can he go home to visit his relatives?

This is also the helplessness of being valued, if you must have patted your ass and left in the past, where is the use of greetings. But if he dares to do this now, Jiang Ziqi promised that Fan Xuefeng would teach himself the practice of "rattan stewed pork".

"Huh?" Fan Xuefeng heard this, and said unhappily: "I ran outside at two ends in three days, and I didn't think I was in trouble enough to get into trouble?"

The trouble that Fan Xuefeng was referring to was naturally not the Zhou family and others, and a mere vassal family was not qualified to make him feel troublesome.

What he was worried about was that someone wanted to start with Jiang Ziqi and find out the news of the Gu Danfang.

Originally, he just complained a few words, but he didn't expect Jiang Ziqi to hear his thoughts between his words, and he was secretly shocked by Fan Xuefeng's intuition in his heart.

"Master is angry!" Jiang Ziqi hurriedly said: "The disciple had a chance, and last time I wanted to go down the mountain to buy materials to help my relatives, so as to repay the kindness of my relatives. As everyone knows, all this has disrupted the Zhou family. I'm afraid my relatives are still worried at this time, and if I don't go back to have a safe life, I'm upset!"

Fan Xuefeng's face slowed down slightly, he groaned for a while, and he took out a token: "You take this token to the Internal Affairs Hall, look at the things yourself, I will give you three days, and after three days, you will come back and cultivate well!"

Jiang Ziqi was overjoyed, bowed down and thanked, "Thank you, Master!"

smiled secretly in his heart, knowing that as soon as this reason came out, Fan Xuefeng would release him no matter what.

No matter what era it is, a practitioner can not respect heaven or worship the earth. But the elders can't help but be respectful.

The path of cultivation is a place where seniority is preached, and the teacher preaches and teaches to solve doubts. If you want to go long-term, you can't do without the guidance of your teacher.

And relatives are people who give birth to themselves (born to raise those called monsters and spirits, the human race is basically not burst out of the stone, at least the author has not seen it.) ), blood is thicker than water. If you have a successful career but forget your relatives, such a white-eyed wolf will not be accepted by the Demon Sect.

After all, no one wants to die at the hands of their own disciples one day.

After descending the mountain, Bai Zetong suddenly asked, "Aren't you a traverser, how can you still have a family?"

"Damn!" Jiang Ziqi said angrily: "I'm just a soul reincarnation, you kid really think I'm a stone explosion?"

While talking, Jiang Ziqi soon came to a dilapidated stone house.

Before walking in the door, before Jiang Ziqi knocked on the door, a hoarse voice came from inside, like a ghost's hiss, which was terrifying.

"Is it Xiao Jiang?"

Hearing this voice, Jiang Ziqi's heart was full of warmth, and he smiled: "It's me, I'm back!"

The stone door slowly opened, and when he saw the figure of the person inside the door, Bai Zetong shouted: "Ghost, ahhh

I saw the old woman in front of me, leaning on crutches, with a cloak and a dead air all over her body, even in broad daylight, Bai Zetong felt a chill.

What made Bai Zetong's heart even more chilling was that after he shouted, the old woman actually looked around, and then muttered: "I'm old, my ears are useless." ”

"Mother-in-law, let me go in first, let me tell you, I have made a name for myself in the sect, and the sect has sent us a lot of good things!

"The house can also be renovated, with a lot of furniture, and I can sleep in a room without having to lay on the floor!"

Jiang Ziqi said excitedly at this time, like a child who had taken the first place in the class, holding his report card and waiting for his parents' praise.

The ghost mother-in-law smiled with satisfaction, but her smile was really scary, as if a hungry ghost saw its prey. Several times, Bai Zetong couldn't help but hide in the small black room.

At night, Jiang Ziqi put on a new mattress and quilt for the ghost mother-in-law, and only after the ghost mother-in-law fell asleep did he return to the hall to rest.

Lying on the cold bluestone floor, with the bright moon in his eyes, Jiang Zi was complete and did not feel sleepy. He's waiting, he's waiting for a message from the Heavenly Chamber of Commerce.

According to his estimates, the controversy over the Medicine Scepter should have a result in two or three days, and whatever the outcome, they would definitely contact themselves to ask for an explanation.

"You are deceitful and calculating the world, just for her life?" At this time, Bai Zetong suddenly said, originally he thought that Jiang Ziqi was stirring up the world just to seek cultivation resources. But when he saw the dead air that filled the ghost mother-in-law's body, he suddenly understood.

Jiang Ziqi is going to change his life against the sky!

This is not an exaggeration. Whether it is an immortal cultivator or a qi refiner, their lifespan is fixed, for example, the lifespan of the Jindan is 1,200 years, while the Xuanjing Realm in the Fantasy Era is only 500. Even if it is a giant who is infinitely close to the heavenly level, although the life span is extremely long, it is limited after all, and once the life expectancy is reached, it will naturally fly ashes.

Because he is not a heavenly rank, he is a mortal after all. The number of life expectancy is determined by heaven, which is the proper meaning of the question. Changing the life expectancy of mortals is undoubtedly a move against the sky, and the price is not easy......

"So what?" Jiang Ziqi asked.

"Is it worth it?" Bai Zetong asked rhetorically, affecting the cause and effect of the world, causing the killing of heaven and earth, just to save an old woman who was about to die, is it worth it?

"Xiaobai, let me tell you, I will not use human life as a weight and weigh it on the scale. Whether you think I'm a crazy person or a selfish villain, I'm done with it anyway! In exchange, I'll come forward and put myself on the stage to face the risk of failure. ”

These words are not only an answer to Bai Zetong, but also a question to yourself.

Yes, I came back to save the world. If you can't even save your own relatives, then why do you come back? If you have the opportunity to save your relatives, you choose to give up. Then don't come back in the first place.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ziqi smiled slightly, and at this moment, his smile seemed to overshadow the light of Haoyue.

"Okay, okay, you won. Who made me your 'portable grandfather'!" Bai Zetong said helplessly.

"Thank you!" Jiang Ziqi said sincerely. At this moment, on the jade slip left by the middle-aged palm's eye, there was a sudden "dripping" sound.

Jiang Ziqi smiled, here!

Many people don't know that in this dilapidated stone house, the death knell of their own has been sounded.