Qin Xi unbuttoned his clothes and looked at the furious wind and thunder demonic qi on his chest, which ran from his left shoulder to his right ribs, and then drilled all the way down, and finally condensed into a pitch-black little fox on each of his big toes.

He left a right arm, not counting the demonic qi all over his body.

Tie the Yuqing ring into a braid, the face reflected in the bronze mirror is much better than before, and the wind and thunder demonic qi that has skyrocketed dozens of times can finally contain the cold qi in Artemisia, so that it will not be sleepless at night.

It should have been like this a long time ago, and it was better to step on the blade of a cliff than to be a little bit covered by the cold.

Opening the door of the house, the sun and the fragrance of flowers filled his arms, Qin Xi's heart moved, and he noticed that the Shangqing ring was in the south, and immediately turned around to look for it.

Linghu Zhenzhen was eating in the dining room in the south, while listening to the Zhedan Immortal next to her tell the interesting story of Jimeng and Xu Rui when he was a child, what Jimeng was most afraid of eating fish, because he was always stuck by thorns, and Xu Rui obviously had better swordsmanship, but he preferred swords.

At a glance at him, she floated over like a butterfly, and her amber eyes stared at him up and down, most of them didn't see any earth-shattering changes, so she came to untie the leopard skin glove on his left hand, frowned, and said, "It's still the same." ”

Qin Xi sighed: "Senior brother will try to make it more majestic next time." ”

Ling Fox Zhenzhen removed the gloves from the knuckles, and the wind, thunder and demonic qi were gathering into a fox, rolling around on the back of his hand, very cute.

"It's the same old way. She gently touched the fox, "It's not stinging at all, why do you want to wear gloves?"

Qin Xi put the gloves back on: "Maybe it's polite to the little senior sister alone." ”

He led Linghu Zhenzhen into the dining room, and saw that the people cooking and serving tea inside were neither ancient aliens nor demons, so he couldn't help but wonder: "Immortals will also take ordinary people to do chores?"

Zhedan Immortal said with a smile: "The old man can't cook food, and the remnants are hungry, and the people who do chores are all people who are willing to live in the sky with the old man forever under the coincidence of karma." ”

The old immortal was always staring at him, and most of the time he wanted to say things that seemed like he was going to die soon, which was really troublesome.

Qin Xi changed the topic quietly: "Last time, the junior wanted to ask the immortals, there are countless gods in the world, and the immortals don't recognize each of them and know the effect?"

This question seemed to scratch the itch, and the Zhedan Immortal gushed endlessly: "The old man doesn't dare to say that he knows everything, but there should be no more people in the world than the old man." For example, this pan of divine silk, the pan is the god of distinguishing the rules of turbidity, so the pan god silk can change the rules of cause and effect. However, the pan is a very just god, and the pan god silk can only be exchanged. If a young man refines it thoroughly, he can exchange with it at any time and wherever he wants. ”

This is what he knows and can no longer be known. Qin Xi asked, "But are there any other interesting artifacts that impress the immortals?"

Zhedan Immortal pondered for a moment: "Speaking of which, the old man remembers that there is a divine object that is very strange, it is a trace of divine thought left by a god named Hong in ancient times, and it can also be exchanged with those who are destined to be attached by chance." But this Hongshang God is a little naughty, promising that a grain of rice can be exchanged for a lifetime of wealth, and he is also willing to give his life to exchange for painless sundries. ”

Ling Fox Zhenzhen was fascinated: "It's all luck?"

Zhedan Immortal smiled: "It's all about luck, so when you encounter this kind of artifact, don't compare it with it." The gods are all effective, and if they are used correctly, they will be lucky, and if they are used wrongly, they will only cause trouble. ”

Ling Fox Zhenzhen was about to listen more, but the wind was whistling around, and there was a mess of chaos, and then there was a voice that was sent to her ears by the wind, and it was Ji Yuan's voice: "Am I dreaming? Is there really such a place?! How did Lao Jiu and Little Senior Sister get in? My mount didn't dare to fly!"

As soon as the palm of the Zhedan Immortal was raised, the clouds at the zenith instantly dispersed, and three figures on the top of the East Pole Mountain were conjured, two of which were Ji Yuan and Shen Jun.

The remaining female elder was plump, with long hair meticulously curled on top of her head. The top of the East Pole Mountain was almost in a violent snowstorm, and her clothes didn't shake for a moment, and she spoke: "The Taishang Pulse Thousand Heavy Palace Cihua Jun came to visit, may I ask if the two monks of the first vein are in the Immortal Mountain?"

As soon as the words fell, the howling wind rolled the snow into white dragons, and there were three more people on the top of the mountain, and Ji Yuan shouted with joy when he saw it: "Old Jiu! Little Senior Sister!

Cihuajun glared at him with disgust, and then stepped forward and saluted: "I've seen the old immortal." ”

Zhedan Immortal said strangely: "How did you find here? Juling Yutian is not a place that everyone knows. ”

Cihua Jun said: "The master of the great vein has not returned because of the disciple's stay in the Great Wilderness, I am afraid that there will be an accident, and there will be a trial in the first month, in order to prevent the monk from escaping, the two of them stayed in the immortal mountain by calculus, and then sent them to meet them. ”

What calculus can calculate the remnants of the gods?

Zhedan Immortal frowned, but after all, he had no reason to force people to stay, so he only said: "Since the immortal sect is coming, the old decay will not stay much, if there is a fate in the future, the two of you must come to Juling again to be guests in the sky." ”

As soon as he raised his palm, a secret word was sent by the wind to the ears of Fox Zhenzhen: "Little girl, your parents will only hope that you are safe, and it is better not to pursue the old past, let it go after hearing it." ”

Most of the Zhedan immortals thought that she would go to the Immortal Saint to seek revenge, but it wasn't an egg touching a stone? The question is whether the Immortal Saint will let her go, and the elders can find Ju Ling Yutian.

The female elder named Cihuajun was kind and kind, she remembered that she had gone to Yimai Mountain with a male elder to see herself, and she also met her when she was called to Qianzhong Palace by the lord of the big vein, and it was said that she was Ling Huyu's senior sister when she was in the second vein.

Ling Fox Zhenzhen asked in a low voice, "I must also go to Taishangmai?"

Cihuajun said softly: "The Lord of the Great Pulse has explained, there is a reason for the incident, and there will be no punishment for you." ”

She wasn't worried about punishment.

Ling Fox Zhenzhen silently summoned out the paper fox, and overheard Cihuajun ask again: "How did you enter the Juling Tomb?"

She was witty and silent, and Qin Xi had already responded: "The disciple and the little senior sister came to Dongji Mountain to play, and they happened to see a purple star appear in the sky, and the immortal mountain also appeared, and the old immortal inside said that he hadn't seen the young man for a long time, so he asked us to go in and talk to him." ”

Cihuajun smiled: "That's really a rare opportunity. You don't know, Ziji Jun came to the Thousand Heavy Palace again, and talked to the Great Vein Lord alone for more than an hour, and after he left, the Great Vein Lord immediately asked me to come to the Great Wilderness to look for you, and I thought something happened to you. ”

Qin Xi replied with low eyebrows: "Zijijun is an extremely reasonable old man. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Yuan had already leaned over and shouted: "Wow! In such a strange place, you left me and Shen Buping to come by yourself! Lao Jiu was really unkind, and he kidnapped the little senior sister away!"

Seeing that Cihuajun was left by him, he squeezed his eyebrows again and said, "It's really unfortunate that an elder is here! I originally wanted to go to the Western Wilderness with Shen Buping." By the way, little sister, I have something good for you!"

As he spoke, he took out a long straight knife from his sleeve, the scabbard was black and red, and it was decorated with pearls.

"That day, you were dizzy and wounded, so I secretly hid the knife. He invited merit, "Look at the thunder fire hexagram above, it's Ling Huyu's knife, right? Last time, the sixth child wanted to rob it when he saw it, but I didn't let him take it! I said I wanted to give it to you before, but I forgot it, and I will give it to you as soon as we meet this time!"

Ling Fox Zhenzhen took the straight knife, and when she saw it again, her mood was completely different from before. She pulled out her knife and looked at it carefully, the blade was as clear as autumn water, and it was really not lost to Qin Yuanxi's short knife.

"Have you wiped it?" she asked in a low voice when she saw that the blade was as clean as new.

Ji Yuan said with a smile: "Of course, Senior Brother carefully wipes it every day! Little Senior Sister's knife Senior Brother must take care of it!"

Linghu Zhenzhen hung the straight knife on her waist, rubbed it carefully for a long time, and suddenly smiled at him: "Thank you." ”

Ji Yuan laughed, and was about to slip up the fox's back with a smoke, when the figure in front of him was a flower, Qin Xi had already taken a step ahead of him and lay down horizontally, looked up at Ling Fox Zhenzhen, and asked kindly: "Why doesn't the little senior sister say thank you to the junior brother?"

He still wants to hear thank you, so he doesn't say anything to him, and it's polite not to beat him.

Ling Fox Zhenzhen drove the paper fox to fly high, Shen Jun quickly approached, and continued the topic of the day with her concisely: "Little Senior Sister, I didn't finish talking last time, her name is Lin Ying." And there are sixteen dragon flying blades left, little senior sister must not forget. ”

Ji Yuan's ears were sharp, and he pounced: "What's wrong with the eighth child? Okay, you Shen Buping! What bad intentions do you have against the eighth child? Senior brother doesn't allow you to be presumptuous!"

He alone is worth the noise of ten people.

Ling Fox Zhenzhen brushed aside the messy hair on her face, turned her head and looked back at the suspended and majestic Ju Ling Yu Tian.

This time it is unpredictable, but she is not afraid. She touched the straight knife on her waist, and now she was not afraid of anything.

With one hand collecting her dancing hair, Qin Xi leaned close to her ear and whispered: "Zhen Zhen, don't go to Ermai Mountain after you go back." ”

He suspects the Lord of the Second Bloodline?

Qin Xi's voice was softer: "I don't know who it is, but we can't help but return to the pulse, otherwise there will be more trouble." You will live in Yiguang Cliff, and I will see you all the time. ”

Cihuajun's words were very strange, as if he was deliberately guiding something, but Qin Yuanxi was suspicious.

Seeing that Linghu Zhenzhen was still looking at him, he smiled slightly and poked her cheek: "Of course, let's go back to your father's cave first, and it won't hurt to stay with you for a few days." ”