Of course, Ji Changkong understood Ji Tianxing's dreams and aspirations.

But when he heard Ji Tianxing say these passionate words, he could only show a wry smile.

"Tianxing, you failed to pass the entry test of the Qingtian Sect, how can you be eligible to participate in next month's big competition?"

"Even if you can participate in the big competition, but with your current strength realm, how can you win the top ten in the big competition and worship the Heavenly Sect?"

Ji Tianxing was silent, looking down at the mahogany tabletop, his eyes flashing with an unyielding essence.

The reason why he relied so confidently was of course the mysterious tomb of the Sword God in his body, as well as the way of the Sword Heart that he had cultivated.

But this is his biggest secret, how can he tell his father?

Both father and son were silent, and the atmosphere in the room was a little dreary and oppressive.

Ji Changkong patted Ji Tianxing's shoulder, and said in a solemn tone: "Tianxing, since you have made up your mind, you have decided to worship the Qingtian Sect, and your father will not stop you." ”

With that, he took out a purple-black iron box from the sleeve of his robe and put it in front of Ji Tianxing.

"Tianxing, this is one of our Ji family's heirlooms, the psychic astrolabe, and now I have handed him over to you for my father. ”

Ji Tianxing opened the iron box suspiciously, took out a dark golden compass, and looked at it carefully.

"Father, for no reason, why did you give me the psychic astrolabe?"

Ji Changkong explained: "The psychic astrolabe is a superb mysterious weapon forged by our Ji family. It can sense the energy of the primordial spirit between heaven and earth, distinguish the spiritual veins that have both feng shui and fengshui, point out the mountains that contain ores, and the hiding places of rare treasures. ”

"Since your dantian was damaged and your skills were abolished, I consulted countless classics for my father, and finally found a way that might save you. ”

"Sixty years ago, there was a red star flower in the Taiye Mountains, this flower is a rare treasure of heaven and earth, it only blooms once a jiazi, and it blooms for only three days each time. ”

"A strong man snatched the red star flower and gave it to his son whose dantian was congenitally broken. After his son consumed this flower, he not only repaired the dantian, but also reshaped his physical qualifications, and since then his cultivation has progressed smoothly, and he eventually became a master of the Xuan Realm. ”

Hearing this, Ji Tianxing's eyes showed a fine light, and he was very shocked in his heart.

"Father, how can the Red Star Flower have such a powerful effect?"

"Of course!" Ji Changkong nodded and said with a smile: "Tianxing, do you know who that strong man is?"

"Who?"

"Ji Shenxiao, the ancestor of the Ji family, the grandfather of the current emperor! The young man whose dantian was congenitally broken is the father of the current emperor. ”

Ji Tianxing's heart became more and more shocked, and he also developed a strong interest in Red Star Flower.

He had heard the legend of the royal Ji family when he was very young, and knew that the Ji family had a mysterious ancestor named Ji Shenxiao.

It is said that Ji Shenxiao reached the Yuan Dan realm as early as thirty years ago, and has been in retreat since then, and basically has not shown up.

The royal family of Qingyun Kingdom has Ji Shenxiao, a mysterious powerhouse, in order to deter the feudal officials and strong men of the twelve states, so that they will not dare to have different intentions.

Ji Tianxing immediately guessed his father's intentions and asked, "Father, then you gave me the psychic astrolabe, do you want me to go to the Taiyuan Mountains to find the Red Star Flower?"

Ji Changkong smiled and nodded, "That's right! If you can get the Red Star Flower, your problem will be solved, and your strength will recover quickly." ”

"According to the calculation of the father's speculation, there will be about ten days in time, which will be the time when the red star flower is in full bloom. At that time, there will definitely be forces from all sides, and many strong people will go to find and snatch the Red Star Flower. ”

"With the psychic astrolabe in hand, there's a great chance you'll find the Red Star Flower before they do. ”

Ji Tianxing held the psychic astrolabe in both hands, and said excitedly: "I understand, thank you father!"

Ji Changkong said with a solemn expression: "Tianxing, this is a great opportunity for you, but you have to be careful in everything, everything is important to your own life." ”

Ji Tianxing nodded to show that he understood, and solemnly put away the psychic astrolabe.

After Ji Changkong explained some other things, he left the room.

After his father left, Ji Tianxing opened the secret passage in the corner of the wall and entered the practice secret room.

After he put the psychic astrolabe away, he began to cultivate the way of the sword heart and condense the sword qi.

"It's only ten days! within these ten days, I must condense twelve sword qi and form a sword fetus!"

......

In the dark night, a little light was shining in an old mansion somewhere in the imperial city.

In a hidden room in the courtyard, a burly middle-aged man wearing a purple brocade robe was sitting.

Next to the middle-aged man stood a fifteen or sixteen-year-old young man in Tsing Yi, with a long and straight figure and a handsome and fair face.

It's just that his face is very gloomy, and his eyes contain a look of resentment that does not match his age.

A man in a black tights and a masked scarf was kneeling on one knee on the ground and reported to him: "Young Master Hao, my subordinates should die, they didn't kill Ji Tianxing, and they ...... four brothers died."

Ji Hao's face was so angry that his face was distorted, his fists creaked, and he stepped forward and kicked the masked man to the ground, and shouted in a low voice: "Waste! Four martial artists with a three-fold body refining can't even kill Ji Tianxing's three-fold waste refining body, what's the use of this young master raising you?!"

The masked man lay on the ground in horror, and hurriedly begged for mercy and explained: "Young Master Hao, there is another change in this matter!"

"My subordinates later went to the top of the mountain to check, and the four dead brothers were all pierced through the heads with sharp weapons, as if they were caused by swords, and they were all killed by a sword. ”

Ji Hao frowned, and muttered with a puzzled look in his eyes: "Impossible! With Ji Tianxing's waste, how could he kill them?"

At this time, the purple-robed middle-aged man spoke, and said to the masked man in a majestic voice, "You step back first." ”

The masked man suddenly bowed to the middle-aged man and hurriedly exited the room.

The corners of the purple-robed middle-aged man's mouth hooked up a sneer, and he said in a playful tone: "Hao'er, Ji Tianxing was obviously saved by a master. ”

"However, when you went to the southern suburbs, you obviously didn't bring guards, who secretly rescued Ji Tianxing? Could it be that Ji Changkong secretly arranged for a master to protect him?"

Ji Hao clenched his fists angrily, and said murderously: "Dad, it doesn't matter if you fail once, next time I will find a real master to solve him!"

The purple-robed middle-aged man shook his head, and said in a solemn tone: "Hao'er, don't underestimate Ji Tianxing, he is very smart and vigilant. Today your plan fails, he must already doubt you, and it is almost impossible for you to find an opportunity to kill him. ”

"Moreover, Ji Tianxing is now a waste and poses no threat to us. His biggest reliance is Ji Changkong, and the most important thing we should do is to find ways to eradicate Ji Changkong!"

"As long as we kill Ji Changkong, when we take control of the Ji family, Ji Tianxing will be a fish on the chopping board, and we will not be allowed to slaughter it?"

Ji Hao's eyes suddenly showed a gleam, and he nodded: "What my father said is extremely true!"

"However, Ji Changkong is cunning and cunning, how easy is it to deal with him?"

The purple-robed middle-aged man showed an expression of Zhizhu in his hand, and sneered: "No matter how cunning the fox is, there are omissions, and my father has his own way to solve him." ”