Shi Ji returned to Skull Mountain with Xuandu Yuyi, and after Xuandu handed over a Houyi's ancestral witch order to the Yuyi clan, the affairs of the human race came to an end, and his wish to go down the mountain was also fulfilled.

Shi Ji returned to the White Bone Cave, reluctant to carve jade slips day and night, teaching the little ones the original demon text and astronomy in the same vein, "Demon Master Codex" and "Astronomical Jade Chapter" were carved out by her, and she carved the spell with demon astronomy.

All the mantras that Shiji has penetrated and understood, she has made a jade slip, which is a simple chapter, and the witch woman passed on her mantra is very complicated, and most of the meanings are not repetitive, very ancient, not to the demon text to describe the astronomical expression, all kinds of spells are more obscure than the original demon words.

After Shi Ji came to his senses, they were all translated into demon texts, demon spells, astronomical mantras, and heavenly mantras.

Many fragments were completed by her, many complicated spells were simplified by her, and many great spells were broken down by her.

In the end, it was seven hundred and thirty and nine.

Shi Ji burned ninety percent of the mantras in his heart, except for the supreme mantra and the witch spell, the former jade slip could not bear, and the latter no one could learn.

One by one, the jade slips were written in Shi Ji's hands.

The little ones are busy reading books and mantras every day, they are very busy, and the sorrow and parting are also fading.

Shi Ji put down the last piece of jade slip and stood up.

As soon as she stood up, the little guys all raised their heads from the jade slips one by one, including Kong Xuan and Xuandu.

Shi Ji walked to the lampstand, turned off the lamp, and put away the golden lamp, which she did not dare to leave and had to take away.

"Auntie, are you leaving?"

The affectionate boy's eyes are red.

"Master!"

Xiao Qingluan had tears in her eyes.

"Go, go, Stone Garden!"

Shi Ji walked into the stone garden with a group of sad little guys.

Shi Ji walked into the stone circle, she was digging wine, and while saying goodbye to the little stones, the stone needles were still making a fuss without heart and lungs.

When Shi Ji walked out of the White Bone Cave, he carried Taichu on his back, and a brocade bag around his waist, and the little guys were squeezed at the entrance of the cave with tears in their eyes.

Skull Mountain is about to be closed.

"Give me a jar of wine!"

Shi Ji gave it to him.

Kong Xuan rolled up a jar of wine and left, Shi Ji asked him if he wanted to go to the East China Sea, he refused, he wanted to go back to Tiannan.

The Phoenix clan and the dragon clan are in the same boat, old and dead do not get along, the phoenix clan does not go to the East China Sea, and the dragon clan does not enter Tiannan.

"Auntie...... The gourd sprouted...... The gourd sprouted......"

The sentient boy ran out with a crying voice.

"Auntie, go take a look...... The gourd sprouted......"

Shi Ji touched the little guy's head and said softly: "The gourd is out, and my aunt will come back and take good care of the gourd." ”

The little one nodded heavily.

Shi Ji waved his hand and walked down Skull Mountain with the silent boy.

The cries of the children behind him were so heart-wrenching.

The phantom of the immortal tea grew a foot and a foot higher until it was no longer visible.

Nine Shadows, the eyes of the Ghost Dream Ancestor have been staring at Shi Ji.

The Sea of Blood, the Styx Ancestor is very busy, he is rerefining the Great Asura Army, but he still glanced at Shi Ji, that glance, the corpse mountain and the sea of blood.

Shi Ji sent Xuandu to the foot of Shouyang Mountain.

The Taiqing Sage of the Eight Views Palace opened his eyes, and he glanced at Shi Ji lightly, the meaning was unknown.

Shi Ji left, and Xuandu looked at it for a long time.

At countless turning points, Shiji disappeared into heaven and earth, and even the witch could not be found.

Shi Ji carried a knife and got into a gourd, a jade gourd.

The one-inch-tall Shi Ji carried a two-inch-long knife and carved a three-inch secret pattern in the seven-inch-high gourd, and the last knife fell, and the five three-inch secret texts were connected together, forming a seven-inch Shengdewen.

Shiji drilled out of the gourd, turned bigger, the gourd into the palm, warm and mysterious, the sky is not added, the geography is not observed, the invisible trace, good jade gourd.

Shi Ji rinsed the jade gourd several times, and put all the more than ten jars of wine in the brocade bag into the gourd, the gourd is not empty, it becomes a wine gourd, and the wine flows between the lines, covering up the traces of Shengdewen, everything is perfect.

Smack a sip of the jade liquid, laugh loudly, walk into the mountains and rivers, and people swim in the rivers and lakes.

A mountain and a river, a river and a lake, sometimes there is wine back to the intestines, sometimes there is a piano singing late.

Before you know it, you have arrived at the coast of the East China Sea.

The sky knows autumn, and the sea and the sky are seen.

The sea breeze is howling, and the clouds are flying.

The sky was blue and the clouds were white.

Shiji stepped into the sea, treading the waves, and the clouds above his head flashed brightly, faster.

The sea is boundless, and the wind and waves are infinite.

People walk among them, only to know the width of the sea.

Shiji doesn't need to look at it, where the heart desires, there will be a future.

"Senior...... Senior ......"

A weak voice.

Shi Ji looked up, but saw a colorful cloud.

Shi Ji stopped and asked with a smile: "Is there something wrong with Xiaoyou?"

Caiyun floated and said excitedly: "Senior, but you want to go to Jinao Island to listen to the sermon?"

Shi Ji smiled, didn't say yes, didn't say no, because even she didn't know what the result would be, because she had already been rejected by the three saints, and she really had no confidence.

Caiyun spun around in a hurry, "Can you take me with you?"

Shi Ji smiled and asked, "Why don't you go by yourself?"

"The wind is too strong, and the juniors can't go. Caiyun was pitiful and aggrieved.

Shi Ji thought for a while and said: "Seeing each other is fate, so let's take a trip to Xiaoyou." ”

Caiyun was overjoyed and thanked again and again: "Thank you seniors, thank you seniors......"

Shi Ji waved his sleeves to put away the cloud, and there was a talking elf on the road.

Shi Ji walked on the sea, walked against the wind, hunted in his robe, she knew it was coming, she heard the voice.

In the deep sea, she saw a little light, like a golden lamp, like a pearl.

Shi Ji stepped into the golden light and saw a wave of spirits, Shi Ji grabbed the gourd on his waist, raised his legs and blended in, a wave of spirits poured into the holy land, no one knew that there was a great power in it.