"Forget it, it has nothing to do with me who you are anyway." Ling Jinxi curled the corners of her mouth and smiled, "I just need to do what I have to do."

The starry sky was scattered and flew towards the steward.

In the next moment, a huge pillar of crimson light shot straight into the sky.

Ling Jinxi was not afraid at all, he raised his sword and stabbed straight at the ground under the steward's feet.

He could feel that place, an eye of the circle.

The mutation suddenly occurred, and the steward hugged Ling Jinxi violently, and was dragged into the ground with his sword.

At this time, Ji Weiliang was full of food and drink, took a bath, changed his clothes and went to sleep on the tree.

In this world, the lives of cultivators and ordinary people are very different, but compared to Ji Weiliang's original world, it is still not good.

In addition to the magic weapons made of spiritual objects, there are only so many kinds of fabrics used by ordinary people, homespun cloth, silk, and animal skins.

The homespun cloth is heavy and hard and not warm, that thing is not much better than wearing a paper shell, when Ji Weiliang wore it for the first time, he was directly scraped by the coarse cloth and scratched a large area.

The silk is very light and thin, but it is a twine net, which is not good-looking and not warm, and it is expensive and easy to break.

As for the animal skin, it is even more exciting, without the treatment of spiritual power and elixir, it is really an original taste, plus it is easy to grow fleas, it is simply a nightmare in the world.

Ji Weiliang, who has just crossed over, as an ordinary person, is really worse than dead, he can't eat, he can't sleep, and he can't go back if he wants to.

Later, in order to get rid of this terrible life, Ji Weiliang began to practice with his life.

Shaving your head?

No, that's because the lice bite makes her unbearable.

Not approaching anyone?

She's just afraid that someone else has fleas on them.

I'd rather not use everything than someone else's.

When she cultivated to Jindan, Ji Weiliang was a little better, but she was used to staying away from everyone.

She only wore the clothes she brought, and would rather wear straw sandals than wooden shoes and cloth shoes for beating her feet, and would rather sleep on a tree than stay in a guest house.

Simply, cultivators are still more particular, Ji Weiliang can hug Ling Jinxi and not let go, it is also because he really goes to take a bath every day, otherwise Ji Weiliang will really be eight hundred meters away from him.

Lying on the dry branches, Ji Weiliang's mentality is very good, anyway, she will definitely not be able to fight, she doesn't even have the ability to destroy that magic circle, so let's lie down, no matter what kind of thing the people in the Crimson Realm want to sacrifice, let's wait for that thing to come out!

At this time, Dusk Mountain was standing under the tree, and he hurriedly reported to her, "Ji Kuishou just emitted a huge red light from the magic circle outside."

"Got it." Ji Weiliang was absent-minded.

"Ji Kuitou, aren't you going to take a look?" Twilight Mountain himself wanted to go and see it, but he really didn't dare to go alone with his cultivation.

"Curiosity kills cats, sleep if you have to, eat if you have to, you're afraid that you will get out of the Windy City alive, right?" Ji Weiliang rubbed his temples, "What you want to do, you can do it yourself, don't make noise with me, I'm going to sleep."

At this time, Ling Jinxi was standing in the huge underground palace, the walls around him were like a layer of blood vessels wrapped in flesh and blood, and the "land" under his feet also squirmed like a heartbeat.

The palms of his hands condensed the stars, Ling Jinxi wanted to divinate this place, but there was divine interference here, and the stars just kept turning in circles, and they couldn't fall at all.

Ling Jinxi didn't panic and walked alone in the underground palace.

The spacious dungeon is redundant, and there are living candles along the road on both sides, which light and dark with the pulse of the entire dungeon.

Legend has it that the candle is made of human oil, but it is not all, it is mainly made of the oil of a large fish in the sea, and when burned, its flavor is rich, and its light is clear and stable, and many people are very fond of it.

The addition of human oil is just to gather spirits.

Just like Ling Jinxi once told Ji Weiliang, most living beings in the world have their fixed physical properties, and even if a rare spirit treasure has two or three attributes, it is not easy.

Only people, the primate of all things, have all five elements, last four hours, go north and south, and are the absolute masters, so people,

This is the most precious existence.

Looking at this underground palace made of living flesh, Ling Jinxi was not surprised, looking at the wriggling organs and the hair wrapped in the flesh and blood, Ling Jinxi was like looking at the most ordinary earth, stone, bricks and tiles.

He walked to the depths of the dungeon by feeling, he did not fear, and he did not allow himself to fear, as a son of God, the other side of fear was death.

A gust of wind blew, with a sweet fragrance, Ling Jinxi rubbed his nose, his eyes swept over an eyeball on the wall, and the eyeball was quickly hidden, attracting a sharp smile from Ling Jinxi.

Ling Jinxi, who was shy in front of Ji Weiliang, Ling Jinxi, who was gentle in Ji Weiliang's eyes, and Ling Jinxi, who was quiet next to Ji Weiliang...... It is not equal to all Ling Jinxi.

As the road under his feet became narrower and narrower, the flesh-and-blood wriggling wall almost stuck to Ling Jinxi.

"Kill yourself." A drop of water flicked from his index finger, the water of the Dead Sea, the source of divine power.

At this time, the earth of Windy City also trembled, and the violent shaking did not affect Ji Weiliang's sleep, she didn't actually fall asleep, she just ...... Well, she hadn't thought of a way yet, so she simply lay down on the tree and kept thinking.

If she can put it off, what if she thinks of a solution in the next moment?

Underground, those walls of flesh dodged in panic, and finally revealed the true appearance of the dungeon, a huge emptiness, and a surging pool of foul-smelling blood medicine under their feet. z.br>

Ling Jinxi floated in mid-air, looking at what was in front of her.

"Is this what the Red Rainbow Realm has spent three hundred years on? It's fun, but it's not necessary." Transforming spiritual power into divine power, in Ling Jinxi's opinion, it is idle and nothing to do.

"You remind me of someone." A voice echoed in the terrifying and eerie dungeon, with no beginning or end, and no trace to be found.

"Do you think you'll be able to spy on me?" Ling Jinxi smiled a little badly, bad and cute, but like a tiger stretching its spine, it was difficult to hide its edge.

"The son of the god of Wanren Mountain is really incredible." With emotion, a humanoid figure poked out of the wall of fleshy blocks.

It was a man, stunningly beautiful, indistinguishable from male and female, with a perfect body, both powerful and feminine.

The man's waist was stuck in the wall of flesh, and he smiled at Ling Jinxi.

Ling Jinxi was a little embarrassed, raised his hand, and scratched his cheek with his index finger, "Don't be too complacent, this thing is not mature yet, at your speed, it will take at least hundreds of years."

"Yes, if it weren't for Ji Weiliang's ***, he could have taken his time, but it's the same with you, you are the god son of Wanren Mountain, and you will be the best sacrifice." The man stretched out his hand to Ling Jinxi, "Accept all this, as long as you accept it, you can become a true god."

"Don't." Ling Jinxi's eyes showed disgust, he disdained these things, everything here was not what he wanted.