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Zhang Feng was innocent of her words, and the person who said it drifted away, and Jia Jia was bored, so he simply wandered around the courtyard alone.

Everywhere he goes, the cliff is ingenious, all of which show his ingenuity.

After visiting the front yard, I came to the backyard, the backyard is small, but there is also an unusual simple beauty during the tour.

The most striking thing is the verdant bamboo. Jia Jia walked in a square step, walking to the tree of verdant bamboo, only to feel that the aura seemed to be through the green bamboo fragrance, became refreshing, the green bamboo smell came to the nose, with a faint aura, people only feel extremely comfortable.

Almost an instinctive impulse, Jia Jia stretched out his hand and stroked a green bamboo, but at this time, there were groups of three or five beatings coming from behind him, Jia Jia turned around, and saw five or six monks who practiced qi and built a foundation to cultivate carrying a few steel and wood sickles, laughing.

Jia Jia looked at the monks with a look of surprise.

Among the five or six monks, who was the first to see her, fell to her knees and said, "I have seen a real person." ”

Followed by four or five voices following "I have seen a real person", Jia Jia nodded, his eyes fell on the steel and wood sickles of the monks, and he was speechless for a while.

Most of the monks here seem to have been influenced by Zhang Feng, the principal, and they are polite but not restrained. See her nod. Then he raised his head again.

Noticed her unabashed gaze. Someone chuckled and explained: "Real person, it's the good season of spring breeze, I'm going to dig spring bamboo shoots!"

After that, a few people walked to the green bamboo jungle, and dug up the spring bamboo shoots with extreme sophistication, and did not use their divine sense to probe, but it was more like a long-term experience of the body itself.

Green bamboo is good. This spring bamboo shoot also has its own aura, but it is not very useful for immortal cultivators, not to mention the grains, for cultivators, eating too much is not always beautiful.

Jia Jia is carrying such a unique treasure as the Chaos Legacy, so she naturally doesn't care much about such green bamboo shoots. Not to mention the things produced in the Chaos Legacy, which are already special in nature, and then sprinkled with a handful of soil, the things that come out. Sensei said green bamboo, which is ordinary cabbage and potatoes. can be full of aura. What really made her feel was the attitude of these monks in Red Moon City.

Monks who want to practice for decades, and even worse, who have poor qualifications and are purely diligent and can make up for their shortcomings, blindly pounce on cultivation and regard life as nothing. Yongyong has only known cultivation all his life, while the other party has a limited longevity and enjoys the peace of heaven. Jia Jia took a breath of cold air in her heart: two completely different attitudes, two very different lives, but nine out of ten monks in the world would choose the first one and ignore the second.

Jia Jia sighed heavily, and watched the group of monks walk away with bamboo shoots in their hands, only to feel that they were indescribably comfortable and comfortable at this moment, as if they were in their palm-sized courtyard on the Kunlun Hidden Sword Peak.

Leisurely lived here for two days, Jia Jia never met Zhang Feng again, although the scenery is beautiful, but for Jia Jia, it is just the scenery along the way, in order to say goodbye, she intends to find, this is in that touch of water plastic pavilion to find Zhang Feng.

She approached, and before she could speak, Zhang Feng spoke leisurely: "Zhang Feng is a disciple of the Thousand Feet Peak, one of the five peaks in Kunlun, who cultivated to Jindan and did nothing, but he was better at having a clean family background, and then went out to travel, and was unfortunately seriously injured in a fight with the Demon Dao. This is Zhang Feng's experience, and this is what he will have to say in the future. ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, he told him frankly, he was so straightforward, Jia Jia was naturally not good at knocking on the side with sophistry, but although he had a calm gaze, he seemed to be not afraid of Jia Jia to go to the law enforcement hall to check, it was such a calm and fearless attitude, but it made Jia Jia even more surprised, a monk who grew up like this, can really become famous without being taught? If this is the case, Jia Jia twitched the corner of his eyes fiercely: he is a disciple of his master in vain, and he has been exposed to it for many years, but he is still like this, and he is really low to the dust.

What she cherishes the most is the attitude of the ingenious things in front of her, which always makes Jia Jia feel familiar.

Zhang Feng said calmly, raised his head to meet Jia Jia's more puzzled gaze, shook his hand and made a gesture of invitation, and walked away.

In short, Jia Jia, who was originally leaving, stayed because of the curiosity in her heart. Still cheeky and stayed.

Perhaps, fortunately, she stayed, and she was fortunate enough to meet what happened later.

This night, the night is windy, suddenly rainstorming, the leaves stand on their cheeks, looking at the window in front of the azure flower porcelain jar of a few weak plantains, a rare feeling of sadness and sadness.

A thunderstorm appeared in the sky, even if it was a cultivator, some "delicate and pitiful" female cultivators would hide in the quilt with a sigh of coquettishness, and do the posture of pear blossoms pinching spring rain. But Jia Jia's eyes suddenly lit up, and she came back to her senses from the extremely rare sadness of spring and autumn. A pair of hands with cheeks trembled slightly, and a tingling sensation of thunder and lightning came to him.

"Teng" stood up from the window: sad spring and sad autumn, her eyes lit up, urged the protective circle on her body, and walked into the rain curtain.

The dappled rain became more and more intense, and under the collision with the protective circle on her side, there was a high splash of water, and the eyes were hazy and misty.

Even though she was speeding in the rain, she didn't get any wet on her body, but the air became clearer and clearer.

A pair of slender hands had already quietly stretched out the protective circle at some point, and although the lightning and thunder in the irregular night were still irregular, they were all hitting the pair of slender hands as if they had found the backbone.

The white light mixed with thunder and lightning suddenly appeared, splashing countless sparks, but the face of the person concerned was comfortable, and not only that, but also showed a few comfortable smiles.

I don't know what's going on outside, but I can probably guess what she's doing.

Xuan Ling crossed the trembling Erlang's legs for a moment, and then blurted out "What a pervert!"

The Chaos Legacy has long been her possession, and it is Xuan Ling's "What a pervert" that has not escaped Jia Jia's ears and eyes, not only that, but it has also reached her ears very clearly.

Perverted? It's really perverted. Jia Jia said in her heart, this act of "death" in the eyes of outsiders, she actually enjoyed it like this. The thousands of heaven replenishing hands at the end of the slender branches in the palm of his hand are like a gluttonous child at this moment, absorbing the power of thunder and lightning from the sky, not only that, maybe after a long time, all things will become spirits, and Jia Jia seems to be able to clearly feel its joy. Of course, it has no mouth, and it can't be spoken, it's just a feeling that arises spontaneously from the bottom of her heart: beating, like a musical note, but happy.

But just this little power of thunder and lightning is not enough to attract Jia Jia to run wild on a rainy night, what really makes her run wild on a rainy night is the trace of demonic energy contained in this thunder and lightning.

Hundreds of refining methods become steel, just like when Jia Jia first learned about his fighting intent, he never expected that the comprehension of his five senses could reach such a point. It seems that as her cultivation grows, she has become more and more acute instead of showing signs of abating.

It seemed that at this time, she could clearly perceive that this demonic aura seemed to have precipitated the flavor of hundreds of years.

Her whole body was as light as a swallow, and she was not afraid of the power of thunder and lightning in the sky, and circled around the bamboo forest, and finally landed steadily in the middle of the bamboo forest.

As if he was aware of it, he looked up and saw a thunderbolt coming, and a numb blow in his hand, which shocked him with joy.

Jia Jia was stunned: The old man said, "Don't stand under the tree on a rainy day", which is really the crystallization of wisdom.

Although the rain is a torrential rain, but the truth is strange, just before Jia Jia flew over the bamboo forest, since there is no mistake in the surrounding circle of scenery to see through, but see the bamboo forest as the center, within a radius of five miles, lightning and thunder, is a rainstorm into a catastrophe, five miles away is a sunny day and full moon, five miles of ground, two times of the scene, Jia Jia has to take not feel that nature is magical, but a little strange.

Doesn't make sense. The place is flat and has an unobstructed view. When these two cannot be revealed, the scene is. Half sunny, half rainy. But the monks in the stronghold of Red Moon City were not the slightest surprised, and they all closed their eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

There are quirks. Jia Jia sniffed and shuttled through the green bamboo forest.

Walking for half an hour, I felt silence all around, as if there was no one, Jia Jia's frowning brows gradually relaxed, closed her eyes and raised her hand, making a hand-over shape, letting one after another heavenly lightning strike on a pair of plain hands that stretched out the range of the protective magic array.

Acceptance, fusion, joy, like an unknown tune, seems to be a freeze frame.

Most of the night passed, and the rainstorm on the horizon gradually faded away, leaving one thunder after another hovering in the air. Dry thunder, no rain. Or after a thunderstorm. Jia Jia doesn't know the four seasons of rain and shine, only knows, there is something strange in it, simply do not move to respond to all changes, left and right, these thunder and lightning power on her body is the best nourishment, but it is just another help for her to make up for the sky.

It's like no matter how powerful the power of thunder and lightning is, how can it be so powerful that it can surpass the power of the Heavenly Tribulation? The regulations of the cultivation realm that have been accepted by the public since ancient times are the law of the jungle. The best of the best, the stronger of the best. At least for now, the power of thunder and lightning she encountered had never been able to inadvertently defeat the power of the Tribulation, so it was naturally devoured. This power of thunder and lightning, which is sought after by monks as the most righteous and steel, is also secretly in line with the most ordinary laws in the cultivation realm.

The tight eyelashes trembled slightly, a cold and cruel wind blew in the face, and the closed eyes of Jia Jia were like letting go, like stars in the night, bright as stars: here it is! (To be continued......)