The next day, the sky was bright, and Zhao Zhijing and Yang Kang, who were sitting on the ground in the woods, woke up one after another, and suddenly the two pairs of closed eyes suddenly opened at this moment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Zhao Zhijing, who stood up from the ground in the woods, suddenly urged the innate true yuan in his body. Among the five internal organs, the water qi above the kidneys suddenly opened up with the true yuan.

Suddenly, wisps of mist appeared on Zhao Zhijing's outstretched hand, and at this moment Zhao Zhijing recognized the innate god in the sea, and suddenly the closed eyes suddenly opened, and a water-like brilliance flashed in the eyes, with a hint of the innate god who smiled, and suddenly the seal in his hand pinched. The slender five fingers were like blooming orchids, and they crossed a mysterious trajectory in Zhao Zhijing's sea of knowledge.

Yang Kang, who had come to his senses at this moment, stood upright in the forest, looking at Zhao Zhijing at this time, the rich horror and a trace of happiness on his face looked particularly wonderful. Looking at it, I saw that in this dry forest, the mist on Zhao Zhijing's hand became extraordinarily thick, constantly condensing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the next moment there was already a water ball the size of a human head suspended in the air with the true yuan that was swallowed out of Zhao Zhijing's palm.

In Yang Kang's surprised eyes, the heart of the fire in Zhao Zhijing's body beat suddenly, just like a beating war drum, and the huge sound first rippled around Zhao Zhijing, but it disappeared in the next moment. Zhao Zhijing's outstretched hand in the outside world was filled with wisps of mist at this moment, and suddenly a wave of heat emanated from Zhao Zhijing's palm, and in an instant, a water ball the size of a human head was already steaming.

Feeling the already warm water ball, Zhao Zhijing suddenly showed a smile on his face, and a stream of water emerged from the water balloon, like a bull's tongue swept on Zhao Zhijing's face, and suddenly the wisps of stains had fallen into the water.

Zhao Zhijing, who scattered the water balloon in his hand, had a wisp of fine light in his eyes, and suddenly sighed secretly in his heart: "This hand is still not as good as expected, and I still have to practice more, otherwise I feel so dark and astringent, and I have not achieved the naturalness of flowing water." After thinking about it, Zhao Zhijing hung the Purple Emperor Sword on his waist and walked towards the horse tied to the tree beside him.

Looking at Zhao Zhijing's walking figure, Yang Kang came back to his senses. Looking at the white figure in front of him, Yang Kang suddenly felt a chill on his back, not wanting that the cold sweat oozing from himself at this time had already stained his underwear. At this moment, Yang Kang secretly sighed in his heart: "This person has such a means, it is no longer something that martial arts can achieve, I think it is already the method of the immortal family, fortunately, I still have a lot of value, if I think about it, if I do things well for him in the future, the reward is indispensable." Thinking of Yang Kang here, he suddenly felt that he was still lucky, and he didn't feel sad at all that he had become a chess piece of Zhao Zhijing, and there was a hint of joy.

After thinking about it, Yang Kang, who came back to his senses, suddenly walked towards his mount, and there was no sadness in his eyes as a pawn of others, there was a fine light, a strange essence light. At this time, Zhao Zhijing on the side naturally noticed the change in Yang Kang's expression, but Zhao Zhijing did not have the slightest intention of suppressing Yang Kang. If Yang Kang was still in a slump at this time, Zhao Zhijing would wonder if it was right for him to plant a life and death talisman in Yang Kangfeng's body.

Two people, two horses. Under the morning sun, it marched in the lively official road at this time. At this time, Yang Kang became extremely respectful, as if he was worried that Zhao Zhijing would be a little unhappy. Looking at the figure beside him, Zhao Zhijing's face was still indifferent, but he secretly thought in his heart: "Has Yang Kang already accepted his fate, and there is no hint of wanting to resist." ”

It's just that Zhao Zhijing himself didn't know that Yang Kang at this time no longer regarded him as a mortal in the red dust, but a god with immortal arts. In this world, no matter which position they are in the society, whether it is an emperor, a minister or a pawn of a peddler, they all attach great importance to their own lives, and immortality is the pursuit that has lasted for thousands of years in this world, even the first emperor Qin Shi Huang is inevitable.

In Yang Kang's opinion, as long as he does things for Zhao Zhijing, as long as Zhao Zhijing, a god with immortal arts, rewards a little something, even if he can't live forever, it is indispensable to live a long life. Yang Kang, who had such thoughts in his heart, naturally did not dare to slack off at all, and did not dare to have any disrespect for Zhao Zhijing.

If Zhao Zhijing knew what Yang Kang was thinking at this time, he would definitely feel funny. It's just that he can do it at will, and he doesn't want this person to be loyal to him in his heart, if so, why would he use those means to plant life and death charms in his body. No matter what the two of them thought at this time, Zhao Zhijing and Yang Kang kept heading towards Beijing, the central capital, in the morning sun.

Time slipped away from people's side unconsciously, and Zhao Zhijing and Yang Kang did not stop on the road at all, and at this time, a towering city gate had appeared in front of the two of them. As soon as the reins in Zhao Zhijing's hand were pulled, the horses under him suddenly slowed down at this moment and walked to the city gate.

Naturally, inspections are indispensable when entering the city, which is also another income for the officers and soldiers guarding the city gates. But all this naturally did not have the slightest impact on Zhao Zhijing and the two, Zhao Zhijing and Yang Kang were the little princes of Zhao Wangfu, and no city gate official in Beijing dared to charge him entry fees.

And at this time, sitting on horseback, a smooth white robe without the slightest stain, at first glance is not an ordinary person who is dusty, he is in a high position, and he has a coercive atmosphere unconsciously, for ordinary people, as long as his eyes fall on his body, there is already a lot of pressure. Seeing the quaint Purple Emperor Sword on his body again, he naturally knew that Zhao Zhijing was a person in the rivers and lakes, and such a person could afford to be provoked by a city gate official.

Zhao Zhijing, who stopped, swept the high city wall in front of him with his eyes, and the words on the city gate suddenly fell into Zhao Zhijing's eyes, which were still so clear, and there was an extraordinary atmosphere in the clear words, and the people who wanted to write this word were extraordinary. (To be continued.) )