Ji Xiaoyan: "Go all out to track down these three things, if you can do a good job of passing on your authentic heart-killing sword skills, how much you can learn depends on your understanding." ”

Qin Fei's third daughter: "Yes"

Ji Xiaoyan saw that the third girl was standing there and had no intention of leaving, so he said again: "I can help you refine the Dan weapons in the sect, but I have to charge seventy percent of the refining fee, not to mention that I didn't fulfill the obligations of the sect, and I gave a thirty percent discount." ”

Another fairy, Yun Cai, saw that Ji Xiaoyan was about to leave, and hurriedly said, "Sect Master, the Sword Sect wants to establish a branch in the Ji Mansion so that the disciples can learn the sword. ”

"Lei Lie, you can arrange it. ”

Bao Wei walked over: "Hei Yanzi, I have already classified the gift money sent by the Qiao family, and I can start refining it in the Jifu Dan Weapon Palace." As he spoke, he swept Qin Fei's body unscrupulously.

The Ji Mansion began to run at a high speed, and the Qiao family and the Sword Sect were also promoting the Ji Mansion's Dan Weapon, which quickly opened up the situation.

Ji Xiaoyan came to the east courtyard of the Ji Mansion and threw a giant sword to Qin Fei, Danxia, and Yun Cai respectively: "The Shangqi Immortal Sword refined according to the style of the Zhuxin Sword." After speaking, he went to the East Courtyard Square, and at this time, millions of people had gathered in the square, all of whom were the elites of the Zhuxin Sword Sect, and Ji Xiaoyan boarded the sword dance platform.

said: "The thirteen styles of the heart are just the foundation of the heart, the sword style is endless, but there is only one "heart of the heart" in the sword intent, it is strong in the characteristics of soul skills, the sword intent directly attacks the mud pill palace, which makes people feel the soul of the soul, so everyone must learn some soul skills, I will rehearse it here again for everyone to see, and feel the sword intent, this is the soul of the sword sword." ”

Ji Xiaoyan's sword style together, the sword intent invaded the mud pill palace of millions of people, and danced the sword of the heart, and it was more than ten days to dance, and the Divine Prison that filled the purple lake overflowed with sword intent, and rushed into the void and disappeared.

Qin Fei came out after practicing the giant sword, and happened to catch up with Ji Xiaoyan's sword, the sword intent penetrated the body, the body and soul were suffered, the body was tormented, the condensation fragrance in the body was hollowed out by the sword intent, the soul was refined, and the ten thousand ghosts were tormented like bites, making people want to raise the sword to kill themselves and the pain of powerlessness, trembling and convulsions incontinence, and the catharsis of the volcanic eruption.

The huge and complex divine dew and fragrance gathered on the sword dance platform, burrowing into Ji Xiaoyan like a milk swallow returning to its nest, the Divine Prison was roaring, and the purple lake was strongly expanded, Ji Xiaoyan towered on the sword platform like a sword with a heart, making the living beings prostrate and dare not face the blasphemy.

Qin Fei smelled the familiar and unfamiliar rich smell, mixed with the fragrance of some girl's spring dreams, she was self-conscious, and her face was as red as a red rose and jumped into the attic.

The Divine Prison stopped expanding, the Demon Buddha immortal qi was steaming in the prison, and Miao Xizun was debauchery and laughing: "Wonderful! Very wonderful, high, avoid the pain of the god body making children crying, Ji Heizi, I also cultivated the sword back then, and you didn't have anything to do." ”

When Qin Fei returned to the sword dance field, only the male disciples and a handful of female disciples were left to learn the sword, Danxia and Yun Cai also changed their clothes, and their delicate skin was about to drip water, like red roses after the rain, and red roses fluttered their skirts in the sword dance field, looking for the figure of their sect master.

Qin Fei's mood is full of shyness, passion, and longing, Danxia and Yuncai are Qin Fei's uncles, and their emotions are more complicated, and the scene is a little embarrassing.

Qin Fei took the lead and said, "Uncle Shi, I broke through the double just now, it's okay!"

Danxia: "The sword skills of Zhuxin are too amazing, I must tell my senior sister, you see that the people who woke up are all female disciples, less have broken through the first level, and more have broken through the fourth level." ”

A Xun Sword flew out of the Ji Mansion, and soon the Xun Sword came back, and after that, there was an endless stream of female disciples of the Zhuxin Sword Sect, and batches of bright red roses left the Ji Mansion in shame, and there were also frustrated female disciples who did not get the opportunity to return to the Sword Sect.

After Ji Xiaoyan got enough of the dew and fragrant fragrance of the divine body, the surroundings of the Divine Prison showed a liquid of light, and a huge prayer altar was condensed under the Divine Prison, and he became a monk of the Purple Mansion, and his mansion was different from others, it was the Divine Prison, and a red giant sword flew in circles in the air of the prison hall.

Bing'er's Purple Mansion is also a Divine Prison, but she condensed a three-layer prayer altar is a triple Purple Mansion monk, and there is a restrained little grape in her prison hall, which is a high-grade immortal artifact Jijiabao, after automatically advancing to become a holy weapon, she actually took the initiative to recognize Bing'er as the master and became the owner of Jijiabao's holy weapon.

The holder of the order of Jijiabao was shocked, because the authority of the holder of the order was restricted, and Bing'er was also afraid, as soon as the holy weapon entered the purple lake, it sucked the light liquid in the empty purple lake for a few breaths.

Bing'er swallowed the pill one by one, took out the medium-grade spirit stone, and ran the calcining canon frantically, the elixir was gone, the spirit stone was gone, her prayer altar began to collapse layer by layer, the three-story prayer altar was wiped out, her calculation god prison shook violently, turned into a phantom, disappeared, slowly weakened, like a gossamer, about to die, she couldn't give up Ji Xiaoyan, let alone the children, she had to compete with death, her cracked god soul seabed came out of the seabed, gurgling and spitting out white milk, white milk could not moisturize the dry seabed at all, but she did not give up, continued to fight against death, and the desire to survive was unprecedentedly high......

Bing'er fought against death, won a trace of life, and woke up after a long night, feeling that someone was leaning on her back, soft, Bing'er smelled a familiar breath from the tip of her nose, which was emanating from Ji Xiaoyan, who she couldn't forget until she died.

Bing'er knew that when she was about to run out of oil and the lamp dried up, it was Ji Xiaoyan who infused all his spiritual power, soul power and all other powers, saving her from death, she silently convulsed and hugged Ji Xiaoyan's corpse, all thoughts were lost, and tears fell like broken threads.

Ji Xiaoyan felt that Bing'er's tears were so crystal clear and expensive, and stretched out his weak hand to catch them, and his hoarse voice said: "Don't cry, I'm fine, I'm just weak, just raise it for a while." ”

Bing'er wanted to hold back, but the crystal tears just couldn't help it......

Ji Xiaoyan felt Bing'er's love, he was everything in Bing'er's heart, it was the sky, he suddenly found that Bing'er was so beautiful, beautiful to the extreme, and it was also the flesh of his heart, it was love, but he found it a little late.

Bing'er saw the change in Ji Xiaoyan's eyes, which made her heart tremble, isn't this the look she wants? It is so gentle and loving, and the ripples in her heart make her shy, and she is no longer the mother of a dozen children, like a young girl with a spring.

A few days later, the holy artifact Jijiabao returned to the original site of the palace and continued to suck the energy of heaven and earth, which was as small as acacia beans, hidden at the bottom of the sandstone pond of the ornamental fish pond.

Han Qi flashed from the bottom of the pool into the harem to the edge of the cliff, jumped down the water stream thousands of feet down, bang!

Han Qi rubbed her eyes, looked at Bing'er, and felt that Bing'er was much softer than more than two months ago, and the aura between Bing'er and Ji Xiaoyan was also very different from before, and it was inexplicable, but it did exist.

Han Qi: "Jijiabao has been banned from entering and leaving for more than two months, and even Mrs. Zhaoyun's Jijiabao Fort order can't be opened, something big has happened, and you are still swimming in the river stream." ”

Ji Xiaoyan: "What's wrong?"

Han Qi: "Some time ago, I received a few batches of Dan vessels, and I had to pay them before January, and I had to compensate twice the refining fee for the delay caused by the inability to open the export, which is equivalent to nine lower-grade spiritual veins." ”