Chapter 312: Passing the Scriptures

Seeing this, the others hurriedly stepped forward, regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, and frantically grabbed the kimchi in Ji Chang's bowl, and they were all snatched up in an instant.

Tasting the kimchi in Ji Chang's bowl, all the villagers immediately stood on the spot.

"Ji Chang, why is your kimchi so delicious, how did you make it? Hurry up and tell the big guys. ”

Chen Xianhao, the head of the old village, asked at the beginning, looking at Ji Chang's eyes full of expectation.

When Ji Chang heard this, he immediately felt embarrassed, this kimchi is according to the practice of the village name, but the kimchi jar is the one he picked up, so he can't hand over the kimchi jar.

Ji Chang always felt that the kimchi jar was not simple, and it would have a great effect on him in the future, and once he lost it, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Seeing Ji Chang's hesitation, Chen Xianhao couldn't wait, so he ran directly into Ji Chang's house and looked around.

Soon, Chen Xianhao saw the kimchi jar in Ji Chang's house, looked over one by one, and soon found the kimchi jar that Ji Chang picked up.

Chen Xianhao picked up the jar, came to the door, reached out and grabbed the kimchi in the jar and ate it.

At the entrance of the kimchi, Chen Xianhao felt more comfortable than he had ever been, and his fatigue disappeared in an instant, as if he was about to fly.

Seeing Chen Xianhao's intoxicated face, the others couldn't hold back any longer, hugged up, took out the kimchi from the jar and ate it directly.

Seeing that the villagers snatched the kimchi, Ji Chang wanted to cry without tears, and looked at everyone with a blank eye.

"Ji Chang, I think your jar is good, so I'll take it."

Chen Xianhao also noticed that the kimchi jar in his hand seemed to be a little different at this time, so he spoke.

At this time, Ji Chang didn't do it, he went up directly and snatched the jar from Chen Xianhao's hand, and said with a red face: "Uncle Chen, this is my favorite jar, it was left by my grandfather, but I can't give it to you." ”

"Old village head, you even want the jar left by Ji Chang's grandfather, but I don't see you doing this."

"Yes, yes, you have to leave a thought for Ji Chang."

"That's it, the old village head, it's going to be terrible if you do this, Ji Chang's baby is something we watched grow up, but I can't tolerate you bullying."

"Well, the old village chief took us a lot, he went for the sake of the village, we can't take away the relics he left to Ji Chang's baby."

For a while, the villagers pointed at Chen Xianhao and said, so that he didn't dare to force Ji Chang's small jar, so he was reluctant to look at the jar in Ji Chang's hand, and left in a huff.

Only then did Ji Chang cautiously hold the jar and walk into the house, looking around, and found it hidden in the corner.

In the end, Ji Chang was really not at ease, so he found tools, dug a pit in the house, put the jar in it, and covered it again.

Qingfeng woke up slowly, and he didn't know how long it had been, and finally regained a lot of strength.

With a sweep of his senses, Qingfeng found that the position he was in turned out to be in a strange container.

This made Qingfeng wonder how he could appear in a container when he fell from a spatial rift.

The Divine Sense poked out of the container, and Qingfeng found a teenage child outside burying the container.

This surprised him, and his divine sense quickly probed around, quickly figuring out the basics.

At this time, it was already night in the outside world, and Ji Chang was tired for a day, so he fell asleep at the head of the bed.

Qingfeng suddenly had a thought, his heart moved, and a scripture came into his mind along Ji Chang's eyebrows.

In his sleep, Ji Chang dreamed that a handsome immortal wore a scripture to himself, called "I Ching", which was an ancient book that Qingfeng often watched when he was in the surface world.

At this time, it was completely a playful mentality, and passed the I Ching to Ji Chang.

In Ji Chang's sleep, he naturally operated the cultivation method that had been recorded in it, and the immortal qi around him gradually approached the village and gathered towards the house where Ji Chang was.

Originally, this was a barren place, and there was almost no immortal qi, but at this time, it gathered from a distance.

The immortal qi entered Ji Chang's body and slowly transformed his physique.