Chapter 62: Like the height of summer

When he was a child, Zuo Weiyang actually liked to bully Ji Weiliang.

Why bully her?

Probably because Zuo Weiyang is also a person who is bullied by others.

Zuo Weiyang's parents were not cultivators, so they died very early, even if there was a Jindan cultivator's grandmother, it couldn't change the fact that Zuo Weiyang's parents were ordinary people.

Others bullied him because Zuo Weiyang was not a cultivator, why couldn't he bully Ji Weiliang, that fool?

At that time, Ji was slightly cool, his parents were unknown, and his brain was not good.

But even those people can practice? and suddenly became the owner of the demon knife Liangwei!

Why!

Why can Ji Weiliang practice?

Could it be that his bloodline is not as noble as Ji Weiliang?

Is he more stupid than Ji Weiliang?

"! Die! Zuo Weiyang smashed a stone beside Ji Weiliang.

A long black knife, as tall as an adult, suddenly appeared!

The invisible barrier protected the fool, and the friends around him all ran away, leaving only Zuo Weiyang standing there.

Envy? No, he was jealous, even hateful!

Why!

Why can a fool or a madman have spiritual power!

It was even recognized by the demon knife Weiliang!

It's all his damn mortal parents, why did they give birth to him?

Let him not be born to practice!

Destined to be the bottom of this world!

Lose the right to control your destiny from birth!

"Ahh Zuo Weiyang pounced on Ji Weiliang like crazy, facing the long knife.

It's good to die, you don't have to be so unwilling and painful when you die!

Zuo Weiyang was like a hungry wild dog, he pounced on it regardless of it, and knocked down the stunned Ji Weiliang.

"You shit, I'm rubbish, we all deserve to die!" Zuo Weiyang was ruthless, kicking and biting Ji Weiliang.

"Born in a cultivator's family, but just a pariahs who can't cultivate, can I be more unlucky?" The young Zuo Weiyang burst into tears, he hated himself more than anyone else for not being able to cultivate!

"It's raining." At that time, Ji Weiliang was lying on the ground, ignoring Zuo Weiyang, who pounced on her, and raised his hand to catch the falling rain.

"Do you feel the rain?" Ji Weiliang muttered, "Spiritual power is rain, how can you embrace the rain when you hide under the eaves?" ”

In the heavy rain, Ji Weiliang walked away in the rain like this, leaving Zuo Weiyang and sitting in the rain all night in dementia.

A heavy rain, a serious illness, and since then, Zuo Weiyang has become a cultivator.

Zuo Weiyang often watches the rain, every time it rains, he will stand in the rain, looking at the big locust tree like a canopy of the Ji family from a distance, he is jealous and hateful to Ji Weiliang, but more grateful.

Yes, that's Ji Weiliang, no matter how unbelievable, as long as Ji Weiliang wants to do something, Zuo Weiyang will subconsciously believe her.

Ji Weiliang smiled, she walked forward, her long cloak wrapped in muddy snow, she stumbled like she walked in the heavy rain back then, but with a smile in her eyes.

"Zuo Weiyang, do you know, Changle Weiyang?"

"Huh?" Zuo Weiyang held Ji Weiliang.

"What's the fun? Changle Weiyang! Ji Wei said with a cool smile.

Zuo Weiyang turned his head and smiled, and said, "Crazy woman." ”

"I can say with a high sounding that I came into this world, so I want to leave something behind this world, and thank it for giving me the opportunity to change my fate." Ji Weiliang smiled softly, "But the truth is, I'm just homesick." ”

"Then let's go home and return to Yucheng."

At the foot of the mountain, the temporary tung oil workshop is in full swing, and there are countless busy crowds around, which is the fireworks in the world, and it is the life that Ji Weiliang wants.

Tugging Zuo Weiyang's sleeve, Ji Weiliang raised his head, "Ah Zuo, take me to fly over, use the cloud step, you want to fly very high." ”

"Annoying!" Zuo Weiyang was impatient, but with a smile on his face, he lifted Ji Weiliang and threw her into the sky.

A long umbrella, full of brilliance, that is, Zuo Weiyang's magic weapon is uncovered.

is obviously an umbrella, but it was named by Zuo Weiyang.

is obviously the person who believes in Ji Weiliang the most, but Zuo Weiyang always quarrels with her.

In the sky, Ji Weiliang put his hand on Zuo Weiyang's shoulder and took out the sky green wood staff.

"Crazy woman, what are you going to do?" In the long wind, Zuo Weiyang was stunned, he had just been cultivating for a day, did Ji Weiliang actually want to use spiritual power again?

Moreover, wasn't this Sky Green Wood Staff in the hands of a blind boy before?

"It's fine." Ji Weiliang raised the cangkong green wood staff, "Xiao Zuozuo, don't be afraid." ”

But in an instant, Zuo Weiyang felt that the spiritual power around him was instantly drained, and he looked at Ji Weiliang in horror, but Ji Weiliang just laughed, laughing unscrupulously.

The green light gathered, Ji Weiliang pulled Zuo Weiyang, and the two fell straight from the air and fell towards the wasteland.

Visible ripples of spiritual power spread.

It was the power of the Sky Aoki Staff.

The moment he landed, Zuo Weiyang was bounced out, with Ji Weiliang as the center and Zuo Weiyang as the boundary, and a piece of fifty acres of wasteland was divided.

The sky green wood staff pierced into the ground, waves of spiritual power, surging in bursts, like tides, more like ripples.

With the surge of spiritual power, that wasteland is endless.

Plants and trees bloom and bear fruit in one moment, and then wither and fall in the next.

And that's just a fluctuation of spiritual power.

After a few reincarnations, Ji Weiliang rubbed his earlobe, pulled out the blue wood cane, and looked more and more tired.

"See?"

Zuo Weiyang was stunned and saw it, so what?

"Boy, you want to come to me with a cane of green wood, understand?"

"Ji is slightly cool." Zuo Weiyang grabbed her, "Cangkong Qingmu cane, where did you come from?" ”

"Whew, just borrow it." The season is slightly cool, and the heavy is light.

"You've entered the cloud of hatred? See the people inside? "Zuo Weiyang doesn't believe that there will be living people below Jin Dan in the hatred cloud!

Ji Weiliang blinked, remembering the group of monsters by the Mirror Lake, those things were even more annoying than the most disgusting nightmare, and she didn't want to mention it.

"Ji Weiliang, there can't be a living person in the clouds!"

"Rebuilding Yucheng is the most important, and the rest, let's talk about it later."

Ji Weiliang didn't think much about it, the secret of Dry Wind Mountain can't be revealed to anyone, no matter what it is for.

"Do You Know ......"

"Don't talk about it." Ji Weiliang turned his back, "I'm tired, go back and rest, I'll leave it to you here." ”

"......" Ji is slightly cool, do you know? The Ling Jinxi who has the Sky Green Wood Staff has already been swallowed by the hatred cloud, how did you get the Sky Green Wood Staff back?!

When the other cultivators followed the spiritual power to the wasteland, they were all amazed by the miraculous sight in front of them.

In early spring, the land is lush with foliage, like the height of summer.

In the education of cultivators, cultivators should not care about anything other than cultivation, but is all this in front of them real? Is this the power of life itself?