Ji Zifan calmed down his stirring heart after making a silent declaration in his heart, and looked at the "sheepskin book" again, only to see that as soon as Ji Zifan stretched out his hand, the "sheepskin book" automatically flew over.

Since the "sheepskin book" reappeared, Ji Zifan faintly felt that his mind had a connection with it, and sure enough, as soon as he stretched out his hand, the "sheepskin book" responded.

"Boy, you, how can you control Xianbao, how is it possible?"

"What is Xianbao?" Ji Zifan asked tentatively.

"Of course, the magic weapon used by the immortals" Jiaolong's voice was filled with a sense of 'are you two hundred and five'.

Well, Ji Zifan already knows that the two hundred and five dragons from the earth should not be inherited.

Well, wild, the identification is complete.

The matter of Xi Xi falling into an unknown space, wouldn't it also be nonsense, right? Ji Zifan hesitated for a moment, and then thought of the angry appearance of this dragon just now, it should have really been deceived by me, but the wild words are not necessarily accurate, well, it is enough to have ** to be true.

Putting his mind at ease, Ji Zifan condensed his gaze on the "parchment book" again, at this time, the "parchment book" exuded a faint light, and there was nothing strange about it, opening the book, there were no words in the book, and there was no pattern.

After thinking about it for a while, Ji Zifan closed his eyes, and imagined opening the book in his mind, and when the book was opened, Ji Zifan suddenly felt that he had been moved into a void, only to see that there was something like a second-order Rubik's cube floating in the void, and the eight small spaces that were close to each other automatically rotated.

Ji Zifan stared at it and found that one of the eight "rooms" had already been occupied by a "wild" Jiaolong.

I don't know that the old man Jiaolong, who is defined as "wild", after seeing Ji Zifan, his body swayed wildly, his whip-like tail slapped against the enclosed space, and his hideous mouth kept roaring.

The corners of Ji Zifan's mouth twitched, and he shouted: "It's noisy, shut up, stupid dragon." As soon as the words fell, the dragon's roar suddenly disappeared.

Ji Zifan's eyes blinked, and he said, "Can you close the curtains", the space that trapped Jiaolong did not disappoint him, and he suddenly saw that the space seemed to be covered by something, and there was no shadow of Jiaolong.

Ji Zifan swallowed and foamed, and muttered: "This house manager is too powerful, isn't I the best house manager in the world." ”

"Alright, let's get back to the way we were."

As soon as Ji Zifan's words fell, the old man Jiaolong in the space appeared again, but he was not roaring, just staring at Ji Zifan with blue eyes.

After enjoying the privilege of room management a few times, he found that there was no other function, and Ji Zifan retracted his mind.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I was still in my room, thinking that I had never left, and just now I should have just entered the mysterious space of the "parchment book".

Ji Zifan pondered for a moment and understood the function of the "sheepskin book", so his heart moved, the "sheepskin book" was submerged in his mind, and the injured blood-colored pattern on the back of his hand disappeared, only a faint connection with his heart, which made people not feel that what happened just now was illusory.

"Squeak" "The young master's meal should be ready" Ji Ping pushed open the door, walked to the bed, and said respectfully.

"Well, then bring it in."

After eating, "Is Young Master Zifan here?" An old voice sounded outside the door.

Seeing Ji Zifan nodded, Ji Ping opened the door and stood on the side of the door.

"Young Master Zifan, the head of the family already knows that you are awake, please go to the hall", an old servant in a green shirt outside the door smiled.

Ji Zifan frowned slightly, "Oh", agreed, and walked with the old servant and the hall.

On the way to the hall, Ji Zifan looked for things about the family from his long-sealed memories.

In my memory, the current descendants of the Ji family in Panshan Town have four main veins, including Ji Chongshan, the current head of the family, Ji Chongling, who is in charge of sacrifices, Ji Ziyue, who is in charge of the foreign affairs industry by his father, and the last vein is himself.

As for why Ji Zifan is a descendant, but Ji Zheng is not, this is the law of lineage originating from the Ji family: if the father is the descendant, then the Mengyin generation, that is, the son is the descendant, and when it comes to the grandchildren, they need considerable strength and enough contribution to the family.

If the father is a collateral line, and the father has made great contributions or has extraordinary strength, the son will be promoted to the next line, and this rule is simply as follows: I have no status, but I am a cow, B, so my son has status.

Although it is said that the descendants of the descendant are more likely to become descendants, even in the view of Ji Zifan, who has lived in the 21st century, the law of descendant is the core rule to ensure the centripetal force of a family.

He followed the old servant through several halls and courtyards, and finally stopped outside the hall door, knocked on the door, and only pushed the door in after obtaining permission.

There are only three people in the hall, sitting in the first seat with a dignified face is Ji Chongshan, the head of the Ji family, and the old man on the left side of the lower head who is slightly rich and smiling should be Ji Ziyue's father, Ji Ming, as for the white-robed old man on the other side, he doesn't know who it is.

"Zifan has seen the head of the family. He stepped forward quickly, bowed his head slightly to the first seat, and arched his hand.

"Zifan, I didn't expect you to be in a coma for three years, and even Master Su had no choice, you were able to wake up by yourself, and you were really a blessed person. Ji Chongshan looked at the white-robed old man and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Ji Zifan hurriedly turned to the white-robed old man and saluted.

It turned out that this white-robed old man turned out to be the second-order Dan Master mentioned by Ji Ping, although I don't know where the family invited this person, but you must know that the family originally couldn't even invite a first-order Dan Master, and this second-order Dan Master must have an extraordinary background, and it is definitely not something that he can offend.

"Well, I have also seen your illness, and if you can wake up on your own, you will definitely have a blessing. Su Shi didn't say much.

"Zifan, you will be sixteen years old in three months. Without waiting for Ji Zifan to agree, Ji Chongshan told him the purpose of calling him today.

When Ji Zifan was in a coma, his cultivation qualifications were quite extraordinary, and he already had the five grades of the Naling Realm, although he had Su Shi Dan to maintain his vitality during the three years he was in a coma, his own realm was not growing, but it fell by two grades.

It doesn't matter if it is the fifth grade or the third grade of the Spirit Realm, but if you haven't reached the blood-summoning realm and awakened the ancestor's bloodline before the age of sixteen, the path of cultivation will end here.

"Cao, Lao Tzu still has to go to Xixi, Lao Tzu still has to become a great power, I can't cultivate your sister. Withdrawing from the hall, Ji Zifan couldn't suppress his anger, and scolded and resented.

For three months, it will definitely not work with conventional means, you have to think of a way, yes, go to my father Ji Zheng first, although he doesn't do anything like my father at all, but now I can only rely on him.

Thinking of this, Ji Zifan immediately walked in the direction of the corner tower.

The corner tower is built entirely of ebony, and there are no other buildings around it for tens of meters, and I don't know why. Ji Zifan is in a hurry now, but he didn't think about it so much.

Pushing open the door, Ji Zheng in the house was still sitting on the four-corner platform, his eyes were not open, and his hands were fiddling with the uncovered incense burner. Ji Zifan came in and stepped forward, "Father, I'm here." After answering "oh", Ji Zheng kept silent.

Ji Zifan was furious, and scolded in his heart: Oh, oh, your sister, your son is like this, return Ni, Ma pretend. Gritting his teeth, Ji Zifan rushed to the four-corner platform and kicked the incense burner in front of Ji Zheng away

"When, when, when" The sound of the incense burner hitting and rolling against the ground was particularly clear in the empty corner tower

brush, Ji Zheng suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils changed, and the depths were bottomless

Suppressing the heavy breath that he wanted to gasp, his chest rose and fell, Ji Zifan felt as if a wild beast was staring at him, and even his body trembled slightly.

At this time, Ji Zifan only had two thoughts in his heart:

Father is more than just a Great Seal Spirit

I'm fucking done

Just when Ji Zifan felt that he was going to be killed by his father for an incense burner, Ji Zheng slowly closed his eyes again, and a leisurely voice came out, "If you want it, take it." ”

Ji Zifan suddenly felt that he had escaped, and he had the courage to glance at Ji Zheng, and saw Ji Zheng sitting there like a rock again, silently, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the incense burner lying in the corner, thinking: If you don't take it, you won't take it.

Gritting his teeth, he walked to the incense burner, picked up the incense burner, and quickly exited the corner tower.

"Lao Tzu is really" Outside the gate of the corner tower, Ji Zifan just wanted to scold, but he looked back with palpitations, and found that there was no movement, so he exhaled fiercely, and then cried and laughed, Ji Zheng didn't help himself, what could he do.

After a while, he looked up at the distance, "snap" Ji Zifan raised his hand and slapped himself, pointed at the sky angrily, and shouted: "Give it back to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu's primary school, middle school, and university have long been fed up with obedience, and he will me, you can't kill me this time, Lao Tzu will kill you."