The man known as Xiao Jiu bowed to the old man, and then there was a pair of black wings behind him.

With a flap of his wings, he soared into the sky like a crane, folded in the air, and flew forward gracefully.

............

Hundreds of miles away from the lake, in a valley, a huge courtyard occupies half of the valley, and in a bedroom on one side of the compound, the green lights are beautiful.

Jin Zhilin and a woman are drinking and talking at night.

This woman thought she was his sixteenth concubine, in fact, the monk was not celibate and did not marry, unless he practiced some special exercises, and he needed to keep the body of Yuan Yang or Yuan Yin, he would become a hundred-year bachelor or a thousand-year virgin.

Nearly half of the other monks will start marrying during the induction period.

There are gains and losses in the way of heaven, and the stronger the monk, the more difficult it is to leave heirs, and many disciples of the family marry three wives and four concubines during the spiritual introduction period or the fugue period to leave their bloodline.

Jin Zhilin's face was heavy, his sword eyebrows were deeply locked, and he couldn't help shaking the white jade wine glass in his hand, and the amber wine in the wine glass wafted out an intoxicating fragrance.

Jin Zhilin seemed to hesitate about something, and after shaking his wine glass for a while, he pressed the glass and groaned from time to time.

The concubine next to him only dared to serve carefully, gently pinching his shoulders for him.

"No! a man should fight with a sword and travel the world, and he can't die in Gentle Township!"

Jin Zhilin's eyes were sharp, and he made up his mind, and his heart was light.

"Luo'er, tomorrow you talk to the master, just say that this son decided to travel out of the house last night with a sudden interest, at least five years, at most ten years, this son will definitely return home. ”

The young woman's heart ached, the two had only been married for three months, this woman had just tasted the joy of fish and water, it was just thinking of leaving her husband every day, and she was very reluctant when she heard this.

I had to say softly, "The son has traveled out of the house, and the return date has not been determined, so the concubine asks the son to marry a name for the child in my womb first." ”

"You have it?" Jin Zhilin asked. Although there was an accident in the words, there was not much surprise about being a father, after all, he lived eighty-nine, dozens of sons, and his grandsons were all fathers. No matter how many sons there are, it is worth rejoicing if you can have a son with spiritual roots.

"Hmm!" the young woman looked shy.

Jin Zhilin groaned slightly: "If you give birth to a child, you will be called Jin Ping'an, and if you give birth to a daughter, you will be called Jin Jinxiu." Whether you are a man or a woman, you have to teach him well, don't spoil him. ”

"The concubine knows," the young woman replied.

"I'm going," Jin Zhilin sighed softly, and his body flew into the night sky.

Under the lonely lamp, only a young woman was left to weep alone, mortals marrying a monk were not as good as imagined, he lived a long life, and she was only one of his many wives, if he returned in ten or eight years, then she was still in the mature season of women, and there were still a few years of joy in this life to be reunited.

If twenty or thirty years have passed, the time to say goodbye...... , and only a sigh remained.

............

The moonlight is bleak, and the mountain wind is gusting.

He Qi is still a solitary and walker, although he is alone, he does not feel lonely, just because he has the wish to return to the nine heavens in his heart.

After obtaining the map in Linhuju, He Qi turned to the Purple Mist Mountains, his feet were not dusty, and he was as fleeting as the wind.

The ghost path is rare, and it makes the ghost path exercises more labor-saving at night, even if it has this advantage, He Qi does not make the ghost path exercises at night now.

There are many capable people in this world, especially in the Great Jin Immortal Dynasty, there are many more monks in the Returning Origin Realm than in the Southern Wilderness, and it would be terrible if you ran into a master when you made the ghost path at night.

Even if the ghost path is a trick to press the bottom of the compartment, then let it be pressed on the bottom of the compartment.

The Purple Mist Mountains stretch for thousands of miles, and the map of Linhuju is only about one-third of it.

In fact, whether it is the Southern Wilderness or the Great Jin Immortal Dynasty, high-credibility maps are important strategic resources, and generally large sects or families will not publish them to the public.

Even some of the maps sold in Fang Market will have more or less errors, and will erase the risk warnings of a certain place and unknowns.

The map He Qi traded this time was similar to this type, and only simply marked a few places in the Purple Mist Mountains where there were monsters on the map.

He Qi didn't fully understand what kind of terrain was within 10,000 miles around him, but he had some understanding of the entire region of the Great Jin Immortal Dynasty.

The Great Jin Immortal Dynasty was vast and boundless, and it was difficult for a low-level monk to travel to all places in his life.

It is roughly divided into the West Desert, the North Plains, Zhongzhou, Dongsha and Nanling, and the South Ridge is the Southern Wilderness from which He Qi came from.

The top sects in the Western Desert have ten sects of the Demon Dao, and a three-thousand-mile-wide Tongtian River flows from the Western Desert through the Great Jin Divine Capital of Zhongzhou, and then flows to the Eastern Sands.

In the eyes of mortals and low-ranking monks, this great river that could lead to the horizon slowly dipped into the ground in the territory of Dongsha.

The course narrowed and narrowed, and eventually the wide river disappeared into the desert.

Further beyond Dongsha is the endless sea of sand, where the territory of the demon clan is located, where mortals and low-level monks cannot survive.

Further north of the Great Jin Immortal Dynasty is the Ice Sea, and the Ice Sea and the North Plains are collectively known as the Ice Sea North Plains, which is the place where the two races coexist.

He Qi's goal is to go to the Shendu of Zhongzhou in the Great Jin Dynasty, which direction the road is going, he is clear, and he has a jade slip of the Huoyun Sword God Bailiyan in the Tibetan Sword Residence, which records many places in this world.

However, the map of that jade slip is very unstandard, and the scale is too large, like the hundreds of miles wide Blackwater Lake and Iron Sword City, there is not even a point on the map.

The Purple Mist Mountains, which stretched for tens of thousands of miles, had only the smallest trace on that map.

Zhongzhou Shendu has a special status, where you can trade rare things from all over the world.

What makes He Qi's heart even more excited is that the Zhongzhou Divine Scholar is not a place where strength alone runs rampant.

At least that place will talk about a little bit of fair rules, this is the result of the mutual restraint of the two realms, whoever dares to be presumptuous in Zhongzhou Shendu will offend both the righteous and the demon at the same time.

Therefore, it is very attractive to He Qi, a monk who has not yet grown up, and of course He Qi is not burying his head and rushing to the divine capital.

There are thousands of real dragons and tigers in this Great Jin Immortal Dynasty, and they can also advance to dragons and tigers in other places.

He Qi's intention is to go to the Divine Capital, and then experience all the way to find opportunities to improve his cultivation, and collect elixir treasures along the way.

This is to enter the mountain to hunt beasts, and his cultivation has been slow for eight years, until he recently re-cultivated into a blood god son, so He Qi intends to use demon hunting to improve his cultivation.

The clear spring in the mountains, flowing in the murmur, the sound of the spring is light and pleasant, and the mountains and forests are more quiet in the night.

"Wind wolf!" He Qi was clever in reconnaissance and soon discovered his first prey of the night.

Under the Taiyi Wangqi technique, a cyan demonic aura rose above the wolf's head, which was more than ten zhang high.

"Fourth-Order Demon Beast! This is worth the shot for me!" Before He Qi made a move, he was used to scanning the surroundings left and right, "Huh!

This grass, three feet high, has a strange-shaped corolla growing on its long stem, thick like a bear's paw. The green spirit grass emitted circles of spiritual light under the moonlight, and when he sniffed lightly, there seemed to be a light fragrance in the air.

Obviously, this spirit grass is almost ripe.

In the Southern Wilderness, almost all of the high-grade elixirs came from the secret realm of Jianming, and the Great Jin Immortal Dynasty estimated that nearly forty percent of the elixirs came from the mountains and forests.

(End of chapter)