Because of the injury, the movement of getting up is very slow, but the slow movement gives people the momentum that the strong are about to rise. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Ji Haotian slowly turned around and looked at Zhou Ruoxue. "Three years later, Tianyumen, a battle of life and death. After saying the last word, Haotian suddenly raised his head and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then passed out.

Ling'er's eyes were quick and she hugged Haotian's body that was about to land.

It's just that the blood spurted out by Haotian flew right towards Zhou Ruoxue in front of him. Perhaps because he was intimidated by Ji Haotian's powerful momentum, Zhou Ruoxue actually had time to dodge. It wasn't until the blood came that she hurriedly raised her hands, trying to stop the rain of blood.

Because of this, the letter of resignation in Zhou Ruoxue's hand was stained with Ji Haotian's blood. In addition to this, a portion of the blood was also sprayed on her body and veil.

Zhou Ruoxue did not wipe the blood on her body, but looked at the letter of resignation in her hand in a daze, the red blood made the letter of resignation in Zhou Ruoxue's hand become as heavy as a thousand pounds, and there was a hint of determination, suddenly, she was a little afraid of the battle in three years.

Seeing that Ji Haotian was in a coma, Ji Wuya immediately checked his body and found that Haotian was only in a coma because of his injuries, and he was in a coma caused by qi and blood attacking his heart, but he was not in a big deal, so he made a heart.

Ling'er helped the unconscious Ji Haotian out of the hall.

"Guys, now that you've achieved your goal, please leave. Ji Wuya said lightly, but the white fists of the clenched fingers let people know the anger in Ji Wuya's heart at the moment.

"Uncle Ji, today's incident is indeed Ruoxue's mishandling, I hope you can forgive Ruoxue's willfulness. After speaking, Zhou Ruoxue gave a junior salute to Ji Wuya, and then turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute, take what you brought with you. With such a valuable gift, the Ji family can't afford it. Ji Wuya's cold voice came into the ears of Zhou Ruoxue and the others.

The people of Tianyu Gate were slightly stunned, but the people of the Ji family looked at Ji Wuya with an anxious expression.

Zhou Ruoxue frowned slightly, but still motioned for Luo Hai to take the jade box on the table. Then without looking back, he took the people of Tianyu Gate and left the Ji family.

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For ten days, Ji Haotian was in a coma. Longer than the last time someone sneaked up on him.

If it weren't for Haotian's breath becoming more and more peaceful, Ji Wuya would have thought that he really couldn't do it.

It wasn't until the night ten days later that Ji Haotian finally opened his eyes. Compared with the past, Ji Haotian's eyes were full of a strange look.

In the past twelve years, Ji Haotian has grown up under all kinds of eyes, or sympathy, pity, or contempt. Although Ji Haotian didn't say anything, people who understood him could always see the sadness and confusion in his eyes from his inadvertent eyes.

But today, Ji Haotian's eyes have changed, there is no sadness, no confusion, and no hatred. His eyes became bright, as if he had found a purpose to live, and his eyes came to life.

Because of the late night, most of the Ji family fell asleep. Ji Haotian got up and put on his clothes and left his room.

After ten days of coma, Ji Haotian's body turned out to be surprisingly good, and there was no discomfort at all.

Ji Haotian took advantage of the night to climb the back mountain of the family, and came to a very secret mountain wall in the back mountain. This is Ji Hao's favorite place in the world.

It's very secret, and no one has ever been here, so it has become Ji Haotian's secret base.

Looking up at the starry sky, Ji Haotian's heart was very calm.

"Strength? In this world, strength is everything. Could it be that people who don't have strength should have been trampled underfoot? Could it be that today's shame will I have to bear it again in three years?" Ji Haotian said with a self-deprecating expression.

Recalling what happened ten days ago, Ji Haotian clenched his fists, his nails were fiercely inserted into the flesh, and blood continued to remain between his fingers. But he didn't feel anything.

"I'm not reconciled. Although the voice was hoarse, it was also full of unwillingness to fate.

"Hey, hey, kid. Looks like you need some help?" a voice suddenly appeared out of thin air.

His face changed slightly, Ji Haotian immediately stood up and looked around, but he didn't see a figure, so he could only ask loudly, "Who, who is talking." ”

"No need to look for it, I'm right next to you. That voice suddenly sounded behind Ji Haotian.

Ji Haotian immediately turned around in surprise. I don't know when, a person appeared behind him out of thin air, and it was a handsome middle-aged man.

A snow-white robe is worn on his body, and his long hair is casually draped behind his back, looking quite chic and full of fairy charm. Compared to the old man named Luo Hai I saw ten days ago, he was more like an immortal.

"You, who are you?, why did you appear here?" Ji Haotian was a little surprised. But there was not much to fear. Because he felt that this middle-aged man did not have any hostility towards him.

And although he doesn't know the strength of the middle-aged man, it seems that in the way he appeared, as long as he makes a little move, he can make Ji Haotian doomed.

"Don't worry, don't worry. You haven't answered me yet, do you need help now? The middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Help, what can you help me?" asked Ji Haotian with a frown.

"Don't you want to be strong, I might be able to help you. ”

The middle-aged man's words made Ji Haotian slightly stunned, and he was very happy in his heart. But he immediately reacted, he didn't know the other party at all, why would this person take the initiative to help him? Ji Haotian looked at him with suspicion and vigilance.

"What, don't you believe it?" Regarding Ji Haotian's suspicious look, the middle-aged man looked angry.

"I'm just curious, why are you helping me. After all, I'm just a waste that can't be cultivated. Ji Haotian looked puzzled and said with some self-deprecation.

"You're wrong about that. Now you are no longer a waste wood that cannot be cultivated. As for why I help you, of course, there is a reason. You haven't noticed that I don't have a physical entity. Is it just in the form of a spirit body?" said the middle-aged man in the end, and he was a little lost.

And Ji Haotian only reacted after hearing about the transformation of middle-aged people. He took a closer look, and sure enough, the middle-aged man's body was a little transparent.

"Are you a monster?" Ji Haotian took a step back in surprise.

"Are you a monster?" the middle-aged man looked at Ji Haotian angrily, "Old man, although I am only a spirit now, I am a real human being." ”

"Spirits?

"The spirit body is a kind of physique that exists with the help of the medium. Compared with the Yuan Shen of the cultivators, the spirit body can only rely on the medium to exist, and it cannot actively cultivate, so it can only rely on the medium to absorb the spiritual energy to cultivate. If the primordial god is not reborn for a long time, or if he cultivates into a ghost, he will only dissipate between heaven and earth. The spirit body is much better, as long as the medium is not destroyed, in principle, it is an immortal existence. It's just that compared to the primordial gods, the spirit body has almost no freedom to speak of, and it can be said that the medium itself is like a cage. The middle-aged man said with some sadness.

"So you're a cultivator? So, you might really be able to help me. It's just that I'm even more curious, why are you helping me?" Ji Haotian asked with the excitement in his heart.

Ji Haotian didn't ask the middle-aged man how to help him, because the legendary cultivator is almost omnipotent, so Ji Haotian believes that even if he is a waste, the cultivator can help him have the strength he has always dreamed of.

"I didn't expect you to be so cautious at such a young age. The middle-aged man smiled slightly, and then looked at Haotian with a serious face, "Actually, helping you can be regarded as helping myself." ”

"As a spirit, I can cultivate through the medium, but that is still slow. If I absorb the aura from your body directly through the medium, then my cultivation speed will be accelerated. The faster the spirit body cultivates, the stronger the spirit body will increase. The middle-aged man paused, and then continued.

"And, I still hope. When you have enough strength, you can help me reshape my body, so that I can completely get rid of the medium and become a living person again. ”

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, Ji Haotian finally understood why the other party would help him, and finally put his mind at ease.

"Well, if it's what you say, I'll help you. You can tell me where you're from now, though. How I didn't notice how you showed up just now. Ji Haotian asked suspiciously.

"Don't you know? The medium I possess is the ring on your hand?"

"Heavenly Ring?" Ji Haotian raised the ring in his hand in surprise.

The Ring of Heaven, a thing passed down from generation to generation by the Ji family, was given to her by Ji Wuya when Ji Wuya and Ji Haotian's mother Dongfang Rumeng fell in love. Since Ji Haotian was born, Dongfang Rumeng gave Ji Haotian again. Although he didn't know what the Heavenly Ring was, because it was something left by his mother, Ji Haotian had been carefully carrying it.