Ji Zijian watched as the bronze sword flew straight in his direction, buzzing into the formation, and gently inserted it into one of the nine big trees in the formation. The bronze sword is not a mortal thing, and the metallic killing qi rushed into the formation, breaking the five elements qi in the array, and the Maogong rockery array lost its effect and collapsed in an instant.

The fat remnant, who kept screaming like a sheep, was stunned for a moment, stopped screaming for a moment, and looked at Ji Zijian who suddenly appeared in surprise.

Ji Zijian smiled kindly at the fat relic.

It was too late, it was too fast, Ji Zijian quickly pulled out the mysterious branch in the small well, and in a panic, he didn't notice that after three months, the mysterious branch in his hand seemed to have regained some vitality.

With his left hand, he grabbed Li Xuekang, who was lying on the ground, on his shoulder, flew and pulled out the heavy bronze sword in his hand, and was about to flee.

The fat widow reacted immediately, his body was agile, a sheep cry came out, and he flew in front of Ji Zijian, and the snake's head was much lower than when he was high and high, almost lying on the ground.

In front of Ji Zijian, he whimpered in a low voice as if pleading, and a few tears actually dripped from the cold snake eyes.

Ji Zijian couldn't help but take two steps back, looking at the abnormal fat relics in front of him, and the snake body on the left side where the fat relics were bleeding, and remembered two stories in the primary school Chinese textbook one after another, the farmer and the snake, Mr. Dongguo and the wolf.

The bronze sword is strange, and the visual injury is fat, and the bleeding cannot be stopped. At present, let's not say whether I can save it, and whether it will be sprayed to death by its poisonous gas if I do. But if you don't save it, I'm afraid that you will die faster. After thinking about it, he didn't care about the risk of poisoning, and said, "You want me to help you stop the bleeding?"

The moment he spoke, Ji Zijian only felt that the poisonous gas flowed into his meridians, and he was shocked, he didn't expect that the fat poison after evolution had the ability to corrode the meridians.

"Can you help me detoxify the poison first?" Ji Zijian thought to himself that Hengzhi was a death, he saved the fat legacy, and then he was poisoned by the poison of the fat legacy, isn't Ji Zijian the later version of the farmer and the snake, thousands of years later, I am afraid that I will have to go to the textbook, of course, it is the kind of negative textbook.

But if you don't save it, Ji Zijian swept the old man of Taiyi under the big tree in the corner out of his eyes, I'm afraid it's still a negative textbook, and it's also a negative textbook, why don't you let yourself live for a while?

With tears in his eyes, his body trembled, and he lifted his front body with difficulty, and his head reached two or three feet above Ji Zijian's head. Ji Zijian looked up at the fat relics above his head with anxiety, and looked at the humanized eyes of the fat relics, as if he didn't want to swallow himself in one bite. I thought I could only close my eyes and resign myself to fate.

Until a drop of cold liquid dripped on his eyebrows, Ji Zijian opened his eyes and saw that the fat on the top of his head had bitten the tip of his long tongue, and was dripping the essence and blood on the tip of his tongue to the center of his eyebrows. After three drops, after the fat recede, the body trembled more violently, and the snake hyacinth kept going in and out of the mouth.

Ji Zijian felt that as the blood of the fat relict sperm seeped into the center of his eyebrows, it turned into a strange breath and spread the meridians of his body, and even the original snake venom seemed to be integrated into his meridians, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and his mood became much better.

Looking at the snake hyaccian in the mouth of the behemoth in front of him, Ji Zijian remembered that he had seen a lot of flexible tongues in some frequented websites as a single dog before, but how could those vulgar fans have the flexibility of fat snake hyacinths?

As soon as he committed intermittent neuropathy, Ji Zijian seemed to be a different person, with obscene eyes, congenital dementia-like expressions, and saliva on the side of his mouth.

"Shameless!

Ji Zijian broke free from YY's illusion, listening to a somewhat weak voice, thinking that Li Xue in his hand had woken up, and looked down to see that Li Xue was still sleeping like a dead pig. Ji Zijian was taken aback, took two steps back, looked around, and looked at Chen Yuanyuan, who was low-eyed and pleasing to the side.

"Chen Yuanyuan, you dare to scold me?"

Looking at Chen Yuanyuan, who was at a loss, he hurriedly stepped back for more than a foot, and in a hurry, he threw Li Xue to the ground and rolled a few times. Ji Zijian's fingers trembled and pointed to the fat relics in front of him.

"Are you talking?"

"It's me, boy, I've given you my natal essence blood, and since then you have been invincible to all poisons, and you have been so created, in exchange, you won't stop the bleeding from me?"

Ji Zijian was stunned for a moment, and after a short period of adaptation, he swallowed his saliva.

"What am I going to do?"

"Use the big tsubaki branch in your hand to put it on top of my wound, and you can heal it by infusing qi. ”

"What, Da Chun Branch?" Ji Zijian asked rhetorically, looking at the branch in his left hand, he was horrified in his heart, Da Chun? Could this be the branch of the ancient tree Da Chun?

"Boy, hurry up, I can't hold it anymore. ”

Only then did Ji Zijian notice that the fat relics were not talking, but similar to Chen Yuanyuan transmitting his voice in the sunspots, he must have obtained his natal essence blood, and there was a divine communication medium between the two.

Ji Zijian then followed the instructions of the fat legacy, and carefully picked up another piece of the snake body that was cut off by the fat legacy, because there was a lot of blood, it was already a little empty, soft to the touch, very comfortable, I couldn't hold back, rubbed my hands back and forth a few times, annoyed the fat relic on the side, and it was a despicable and shameless scolding.

Ji Zijian thought to himself what was wrong, how could he keep thinking about those dirty things. I didn't notice at all that although the fat relics on the side were chattering and swearing, their eyes seemed to be a little evasive.

Ji Zijian ran behind the fat remains, sat on the ground that had already been sprinkled red by the fat relics, endured the strong smell of blood, put the snake bodies at both ends together as much as possible, and then held the big chun branch against the fat relics wound to infuse gas.

A faint wood essence qi flowed through the fat body through the big chun branch, and the fat body lying on the ground couldn't help but let out a soft sheep cry, but in Ji Zijian's mind, there was a woman's delicate gasp.

Ji Zijian's head buzzed, as if he had eaten a whole bottle of Viagra, his hands unconsciously stopped infusion, his eyes were red, and he looked at Chen Yuanyuan, who was holding his chest in shock and kept retreating, calling "adult" in his mouth, Ji Zijian's hands unconsciously groped back and forth on the soft and smooth snake of the fat body.

It wasn't until the back of the head was swept heavily by the fat right snake tail that one fell out three or four meters before he came back to his senses.

"What a shame!"

"Does your voice have the effect of seducing the mind?" Ji Zijian got up and patted the dirt on his body, no longer transmitting sound, and opened his mouth loudly. Of course, these words were mainly for Chen Yuanyuan. "What do you have nothing to learn about sheep calling?"

Chen Yuanyuan looked at Ji Zijian in confusion and pointed at the big snake like a neurotic and talked to himself, and then ran back to heal the big snake, I don't know why.

About two hours later, the severed body of the fat widow was magically connected together, although the obvious scars could still be seen, but seeing the two snake bodies of the fat widow limping like two human legs and barely able to walk, Ji Zijian made a gesture to collect the merit and stood up.

I don't know when, Ji Zijian had another red plastic bucket with a lid in his hand, put the plastic bucket on the ground, Ji Zijian ran to the side, took the shovel, shoveled the land soaked in fat blood, and put it in the plastic bucket.

"What are you doing?" The fat relic on the side curled up with a huge snake body, looked at the bucket full of it, and took out an empty bucket, and Ji Zijian, who was busy and happy, shouted angrily.

Ji Zijian looked at the angry fat widow in astonishment, a little puzzled: "Your blood can't be shed in vain, it's of little use to you, but for me, this kind of spoiled land is of great use, and it can't be wasted!"

"You bastard!" Fat gritted his teeth with hatred, but didn't stop Ji Zijian's movements.

"Hey, you snake, why do you always learn to bark sheep?"

"You are the sheep, and your whole family is the sheep. ”

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"You're seriously injured now, and people out there are chasing you everywhere, what are your plans? ”

"Follow you!"

After shoveling more than four buckets of soil soaked in fat blood, Ji Zijian was stunned when he heard the fat legacy's answer.

"Is there any way to restore your strength as soon as possible?"

"Yes, after eating you, the qi and blood in your body are baptized by the attribute of the ancestral tree Da Chunmu, you may not know, although it is shorter, but your body is a great tonic for the beast clan. Fat Relic teased

"Is there any other way?" Ji Zijian asked curtly, if the strength of the fat relics can be restored, and he has such a strong backer, wouldn't he walk sideways in this forest?

"Oh no, we seem to have overlooked one thing!" Ji Zijian looked at the twenty or thirty dead corpses around him, and suddenly remembered something.

"Do you mean the people of the underworld?" Fatty Yi tried to twist his right body, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "After being poisoned by the gods and corroding the yin and yang meridians, they have already lost their souls. ”

Ji Zijian was surprised, the fat relics corroded the meridians, and without the Yin meridian, even ghosts couldn't be done. Looking at the fat relics on the side, I thought that the fat relics were a little vicious. Regardless of whether these people are wrong or not, even if they are wrong, if they encounter the fat legacy, they will not even have a chance to redeem themselves in the next life.

"Boy, the kindness of a woman like you, just take your big tsubaki branch and be a man, and you can barely make ends meet if you save the dead and help the wounded Don't be embarrassed in this forest where wild beasts are rampant. ”

Ji Zijian's old face turned red, and he changed the topic: "How do you know that this is a big tsubaki branch, depending on your age, it shouldn't be too big, don't tell me that there is a big tsubaki growing in this small forest." ”

Fat Yi's expression was a little trance-like: "I naturally know that in ancient times, my ancestors were born on the Muzu Tsubaki. ”

Ji Zijian was silent after hearing this. There are only a few words about Tsubaki, saying that Tsubaki is 8,000 years old for spring and 8,000 years old for autumn.

And the same is the sacred tree of Fusang, but there are many records, it is rumored that the sacred tree Fusang is two ancient trees to support each other's growth, two thousand zhang high, growing on the island in the east, can pass through three springs, is the entrance of the legendary underworld, when the sun is shot by Dayi, a foot to break the horizontal wood connecting the two sacred trees, from this gate of the underworld and the world apart.

The sacred tree Fusang takes 3,000 years as a spring, not only for the place where the sun and the moon come out, but also for many sacred birds and beasts to live on the tree. And the ancestors of the fat relics live on the big tsubak tree that takes 8,000 years as a spring?

This is a bit of a shocking news. Ji Zijian remembered that in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", the fat relics appeared three times, and each time they were different creatures, but he didn't hear that the fat relics were like what Ying Long and Kui Niu had great magical powers, and he couldn't help but wonder if there was some moisture in the words of the fat relics.

Fat Yi and Ji Zijian have the same mind, so they naturally know what Ji Zijian is thinking, and snort coldly, as if he disdains to explain to Ji Zijian.