Chapter 651: Time is a Pig-Killing Knife
The light rain in the sky street is as moist as a crisp, and the grass color is close but there is none.
It is the most beneficial spring of the year, and it is absolutely better than the smoke and willows in the imperial capital.
Heavenly Street, light rain, smoke willows.
The ancient city, the pedestrians, the clothes.
The Chaoge City, which ripples with a layer of water light, is shrouded in smoke and rain, like an ink painting, and they are all the people in the painting.
Slanting wind and drizzle today.
In the coming day, the willows are still there, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and it is another picture, but she is the only one who can appreciate it.
The scene of a rainy day is different from a sunny day, the scene of spring is different from that of summer, the scene of the day is different from that of night, the scene of the morning is different from that of evening, the scene of the previous moment is different from the next moment, the time is like water, every minute and every second is different, this is true in the city, it is also the same outside the city, it is the same in a city, and the same is true of the vast world outside the city.
The picture scroll is extremely long, but there are not many people who stop, and they come and go in a hurry, all like passers-by.
The golden robe was slightly distracted, and for the first time he looked carefully at the city, the walls, the streets, the houses, and the pedestrians...... From far to near, my eyes returned to this courtyard, looking at the light and rain intertwined with Tsing Yi, the misty Tsing Yi, she was like this today, and she was like this on a rainy day.
A sunny day should be infinitely bright.
"Do you want to be in harmony with your body, or are you in harmony with your original spirit?"
"Based on supernatural powers, establish one's life with one's body, and unite with one's spirits. ”
Jin Pao nodded as if he didn't understand, a little regretful, he couldn't learn!
The golden robe converges the divine light of the heavenly eyes.
Shi Ji asked: "Daoyou's natal supernatural power is this third eye." ”
Jin Pao nodded, and said with some depression: "It's useless." ”
Shi Ji raised his eyebrows, "Doesn't it have a spatial attribute?"
She remembered that in the Northwest Sea, the golden robe fixed the stone needle with the golden light of the heavenly eye, and the golden robe was not a great power at that time.
Jin Pao was slightly embarrassed, "Yes...... Yes. ”
"But it hasn't grown much. "The golden robe is a dead sheep.
This Shi Jixin, in addition to Dijiang and Donghuang Taiyi, only Haotian has made achievements in the way of space, and Haotian's Haotian Mirror contains the avenue of space.
"How many years have you been cultivating?"
Jin Pao was slightly stunned and replied, "It's been more than 20,000 years." ”
"Specifically?"
Jin Pao silently calculated, "It should be twenty-one thousand three hundred years." ”
"Daoyou asked, what are you doing with this?" Jin Pao's heart was a little unsure.
Shi Ji said: "The poor Dao is twenty-one thousand four hundred years old. ”
"How is it possible?" the Northwest Sea ......" Jin Pao shut up, and said in his heart: If you want to die, what are you mentioning in the Northwest Sea?
When I saw her in the Northwest Sea, she was only a Taiyi.
Shi Ji smiled and said, "Only fifteen thousand years old can be qualified to be listed in the Golden Book of the Queen Mother. This is also the lifespan of her predecessor, fifteen thousand years old to cultivate to the heavenly immortal, which shows the difference between her heel.
"Fifteen thousand years old to ......" The eyes of the golden robe almost fell on the table, and he was speechless.
Shi Ji smiled and took a sip of wine.
"Da Luo Jin Immortal is a heavy sky!" the golden-robed male cried like a duck.
Shi Ji raised his wine bottle and asked with a smile: "Do you have the urge to slap the poor Dao to death?"
The golden robe was stupid, and he shook his head hurriedly, "Don't dare!"
"Don't you dare or don't want to? Actually, Taoist friends can try! Otherwise, drink some more wine to strengthen your courage?" Shi Ji encouraged.
The head of the golden robe shook like a rattle, sweating profusely! The heart said: Dao Ye is not stupid! This black-hearted liver must have itchy hands!
"Is there a chance for you?" Shi Ji worked tirelessly.
The golden robe is determined, and the Taoist master just won't be fooled!
"The years have killed the golden-robed Taoist friend of the year!"