"The dragon is one of the ancient dragons, also known as the tail! The character is gentle, meaning beautiful, auspicious, and also implying the feelings of men and women!" Ji Mingyuan said with a shallow smile.

The corners of the old drunkard's mouth twitched, and he said angrily, "What kind of bizarre story, when did I read this kind of book to you?"

Ji Mingyuan smiled: "I found it in the book pavilion in the south of the city!"

The old drunkard showed it a lot of ancient books and ancient books, and at the same time, he also read all the books in the book pavilion in Luoqiu City, which can be said to be familiar with hundreds of ancient books.

The old drunkard snorted angrily, "This dragon belongs to a kind of dragon clan, its strength is strong, but its personality is gentle, so that it is surrounded and killed by the masters of various clans, and they want to be caught as a mount! In the end, a good end of a big clan fell apart! The glory is not there, and this outside is also a remnant of the year, and it is estimated that it is protected by this Falling Dust Pavilion!"

Ji Mingyuan nodded thoughtfully and said, "No wonder I felt such a strong murderous aura on him! It turned out that it was the great revenge of the extermination that made him hold such a grudge against human beings!

The old drunkard said without hesitation: "I can't save it, even if I can, I can't save it! Heaven has sent a great task to the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skin, and empty their bodies! How can we see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? If we have difficulties, we should overcome them by ourselves, and don't always rely on others! It is better to ask for others than for ourselves! There is no interest!"

After speaking, he was a little annoyed, and slapped Ji Mingyuan on the head, knocking Ji Mingyuan into the void, he got up and stepped into the void.

This dragon has pure blood, and his cultivation is extraordinary, and the old drunkard is now just a wisp of divine consciousness here, and he is really a little more than capable of strength, and he is not the body, there are some things like Wan Huang Ding that he does not carry, and it is not easy to fight. And even if he can save it, he doesn't want to save it, if Ji Mingyuan relies on him too much, and he always comes to the rescue when he is in danger, this is not to save him, but to harm him.

The old drunkard stepped into the void, took a sip of wine, looked at Ji Mingyuan and said seriously, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, if you want to become stronger, don't rely on others, even I can't help you, when the time comes, you can only rely on yourself, don't be lucky, this world is very dangerous, even I can't be invincible, if you don't want to die, you can become stronger yourself, so strong that you don't need others, you can also dominate the group!"

"Well, I know!" Ji Mingyuan nodded, not pretentious, knowing that the old drunkard had good intentions, all for his good.

"Then I'll be blunt! You're about to break through to the Spirit Pattern Realm now! Your physical body is still not perfect, you can stay in the Falling Dust Pavilion for a while now, read books during the day, and I'll blow your physical body at night!" the old drunkard said bluntly.

The old drunkard told Ji Mingyuan that the Taichu Realm must lay a good foundation, and it needs to be suppressed with all its might, and it can't advance so fast.

Now Li Chunfeng is almost the sixth-fold Spirit Pattern Realm, and he is still a poor Primal Realm Ninefold, and he has been suppressing and has not broken through.

"Whack?" Ji Mingyuan was puzzled, and an ominous premonition came to his heart.

"Prepare more clothes!" said the old drunkard, squinting and laughing, putting the flask away, snapping his fingers, his bones clattering, and he looked like he was about to fight.

Ji Mingyuan was shocked, turned his head and wanted to escape, but this was in the void, the void was ethereal, there was no foothold, he was running desperately, rowing desperately, but it had no effect, he didn't move in place, floating in the void.

"Scream! No one will save you even if you cut your throat!" laughed the old drunkard.

Ji Mingyuan felt the feeling of a young girl being insulted by bandits!

It's so helpless, it's too desperate!

"Master, if you kill me, there will be no one to send you to the end of your old age! When the time comes, when you send the old white-haired person to the black-haired person, you won't even have a comforting person!" Ji Mingyuan waved his hand.

The old drunkard squinted his eyes and smiled maliciously, did not speak, stood in the void as if walking on the ground, and slowly walked towards Ji Mingyuan!

Ji Mingyuan knew that he couldn't escape, with a wave of his hand, a pale white brilliance flew out of his clothes, in the void, even the light was swallowed up, dim, he held a long sword in his hand, a sword swept, the Qing Emperor was invincible, and the sharp sword qi slashed at the old drunkard.

"Oh! yes!" the old drunkard laughed.

Ji Mingyuan's sword qi was very sharp, as sharp as a blade, setting off gusts of wind, but the sword qi did not reach the old drunkard's body, it actually slowly dissipated, and finally dissipated.

Ji Mingyuan was stunned.

What's the situation?

"It's a pity it's useless!" the old drunkard smiled lightly, and shot out with a palm! The golden light was dazzling, illuminating the void, piercing the sky, and shining with divine light!

"Boom !!"

The golden light was dazzling, exuding a majestic aura, and the aura was strong, as vast as the sea.

With a bang, Ji Mingyuan didn't have time to block with his sword, he was hit in the abdomen by the golden light, and was directly blown away, blood splashed, and the pain in his heart swept through his body, and Ji Mingyuan was blasted out of dozens of zhang in an instant.

"Poof......

Blood spurted out of Ji Mingyuan's mouth, dripping with blood. His clothes were torn to pieces, and a bloody palm print was on his abdomen, and the white bones could be faintly seen.

This palm is equivalent to the full force of the Spirit Ruins Realm powerhouse, and that majestic aura is far beyond the Vast Heaven Realm, terrifying! There is no mercy at all! That palm slammed in, Ji Mingyuan felt oppression, as if he was smashing into an immovable battle, trying to crush him!

The old drunkard flew up and said with a smile, "Void, ethereal, there are many ethereal, strange powers, there are murderous aura, there are sword aura, some are left over from some masters in the void battle, and some are already there! If you are not careful, you may be crushed! Your sword qi is too weak, and if you don't cut people, you will be crushed by these powers!"

"Look!" The old drunkard's eyes were cold, cold as snow, his fingertips were close together like a sword, the sword pointed to the sky, his fingertips were shining with golden light, and there was a mysterious power converging, he said indifferently, "Whether it is murderous aura or sword intent, it must be resolute enough, gather in one point, and reach the peak!

He waved his hand, and with a wave of it, a sword light fell, and in an instant, it fell from Ji Mingyuan's side, so fast that Ji Mingyuan didn't see it clearly, and the old drunkard's peerless sword was cut down!

"Bell~"

Wherever the sword went, the order of the Great Dao collapsed, the Great Dao roared, the heavens and the earth collapsed, disintegrated, the void was slashed, the heavens and the earth were torn, and a pitch-black abyss appeared, wanting to absorb the heavens and the earth, Ji Mingyuan was sucked uncontrollably, and the terrifying attraction wanted to crush him.

With a wave of his hand, the old drunkard closed the great crack in the darkness and erased it as if nothing had happened.

"What kind of place is that?" Ji Mingyuan was shocked and palpitated.

He felt a terrifying aura in that crack, a dark and strange aura overflowed in, that breath was incomparably cold, Ji Mingyuan had not yet been contaminated, he felt that his soul was frozen in ice, it was difficult to move an inch, the strange power wanted to crush him, there was an indescribable existence in that crack, if it wasn't for the old drunkard to erase everything in time and sew the crack shut, Ji Mingyuan would probably be more than lucky.

The old drunkard said lightly, "My sword cut through time, and space, I don't know what place it was just now!"

The corners of Ji Mingyuan's mouth twitched, this master is so unreliable!

At the same time, he was shocked that the peerless sword of the old drunkard was not aimed at him, but only made him feel the sword intent, he did feel it, powerful, sharp, even the sky could be pierced! Time and space could be cut off! Let them link to an unknown region.

In the end, Ji Mingyuan sighed, "Void...... It's amazing. ”

The old drunkard smiled with satisfaction: "The avenue is ten thousand, the mystery is endless! Become stronger! Go explore it yourself!"

Ji Mingyuan smiled, very longing, full of yearning for the future!

Not long after, the old drunkard and Ji Mingyuan fought, Ji Mingyuan stepped on the immortal trick, the Qingdi Jue swept in all directions, the old drunkard's golden body was not broken, no matter how he fought, it was not damaged at all, and the earth was shocked when he raised his hand, and Ji Mingyuan flew sideways, and the blood was dripping! The sword was uncontrollably beaten and let go! But Ji Mingyuan became more and more brave the more he fought, even if his hands were broken, his feet were broken, and his body was beaten to a blur of flesh and blood, he was not afraid, and he shot with all his might!

In the end, he was knocked unconscious alive!

When he woke up, he was sore and had a different set of clothes.

Li Chunfeng also woke up in a daze, feeling sore all over, as if he had been pressed by someone.

Ji Mingyuan got up, his back ached, and he found that the books around him had changed, and the books he had read before were gone, and there were a bunch of books that he hadn't read. He speculated that it was estimated that the old drunkard disliked himself for reading books blindly and found it for himself!

"Hey...... Why did you change your clothes again?" Li Chunfeng said in a daze.

It's hard to put into words!

Ji Mingyuan's clothes were broken again last night, and he was directly beaten to death by the old drunkard, and it is no longer clear who changed his clothes.

He twisted his wrist, the hand that was broken by the old drunkard last night had been connected, the broken ribs had also been connected, and the bloody body had healed, leaving no scars! Although it was incredible, Ji Mingyuan also gladly accepted this fact.

He felt his body more than twice as hard, like a real dragon dormant in his body, with endless power.

Spiritual ......

The spiritual power is also much purer!

Repair for ......

"Ahhhh!!!h

"What's wrong? I was insulted when I fell asleep last night?"

Ji Mingyuan went up and slapped Li Chunfeng out!

He runs his mind, his spiritual power flows for a long time, it is clear and bright, and many pure meridians are also much tougher! But......

His cultivation actually fell!

Fell to the Primal Realm Sevenfold! Directly dropped two orders!

You must know that he may have to cultivate for several months to reach the realm, but he was actually beaten back by the old drunkard?

Ji Mingyuan's face was depressed, and his heart was a little uncomfortable! After a long time, he was relieved, he believed that the old drunkard would not harm him, but he fell into the realm...... Ji Mingyuan was still a little bitter and not very happy.

Today is still reading, Ji Mingyuan has eaten some meals and is reading quietly!

Turn grief and anger into strength, just read two more books!

In Ji Mingyuan's situation, Li Chunfeng and the disciples of the Falling Dust Pavilion laughed for a long time.

Ji Mingyuan is this going crazy or what? Originally, the realm was low, and he lost two paragraphs after sleeping, and some people suspected that Ji Mingyuan's realm was not as high as the uncle who guarded the door of the Falling Dust Pavilion.

Ji Mingyuan was full of depression, and asked Li Chunfeng to go out to fight, of course Li Chunfeng was happy, Li Chunfeng was originally much lower than its realm, and he actually slept and fell out of two sections, taking advantage of the moment, he had to beat him a few more times?

As a result, Li Chunfeng also became depressed......