On that day, Ji Ruochen took the lead in jumping down from the jade platform and fell into the endless void. As soon as I came out of the jade platform, it was a different world when I boarded.

As if he was enveloped by an invisible force, he fell involuntarily, and the speed of his fall had already exceeded his perception, as if it was instantaneous, and it seemed to be stagnant. The surrounding scenery is constantly changing, the vicissitudes of life, the change of dynasties, life and death, joys and sorrows, and even the birth and death of the stars, and the chaos and nothingness are also occasionally seen.

Every moment, there are countless images rushing to the face and passing by. At that moment, countless laughter and sorrow poured into his divine consciousness, and I don't know how many people and how many things were born and died and evolved in Ji Ruochen's divine consciousness at this moment. He could hardly tell which was true and which was illusory, as if he had just jumped out of the jade platform and had been reincarnated thousands of times.

If it were someone with a weaker will, I am afraid that I would have been lost in this endless and inseparable experience. However, Ji Ruochen's heart is already resolute, devouring countless ghosts and ghosts in the wilderness, and he has already come into contact with the memories of countless souls. When he was in the fugue, he even took in all the changes within a radius of dozens of miles, and the massive amount of memories and experiences in front of him did not shock him much.

But these memories are too real, and when they pass by one by one, it is as if they have lived such a lifetime. In just an instant, he has been reincarnated for thousands of lifetimes.

Ji Ruochen was falling, but he didn't seem to be it. Sometimes the mountains and clouds fall with him, and in his eyes, these mountains are just stationary. There were times when thousands of scenes came down like a waterfall, much faster than his falling speed, so in his senses, he was rising.

So Ji Ruochen's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered: "Could it be that I am rising or falling, and I am not there, but I can't do anything in heaven and earth?"

If so, he realized in his heart that since these memories and experiences were so real, wouldn't it be good if he had been reincarnated once? So he opened his mind and calmly faced the endless and complicated world, no longer guarding against it as he had at the beginning, but still holding on to a little clarity in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, another world came crashing in. Ji Ruochen's mind was running like electricity, and in an indescribable moment, he had already seen that what was flying towards him was a gorgeous and magnificent mansion, and a side hall was burning charcoal incense, and the warmth was melting. There are three seats in the hall, and two women and one man are sitting at the back of the table, reading aloud. In the hall, a middle-aged scribe, holding the scriptures of the sages, was pacing back and forth, checking the work of the three boys. These three boys were all well-eyed and gorgeously dressed, and it was evident that their family was not only wealthy, but also noble.

The study hall quickly enlarged in front of Ji Ruochen's eyes, and just when he was thinking about which of these three boys he was going to experience this time, he saw the thin face of the middle-aged scholar rushing over with a dignified face!

Ji Ruochen smiled slightly self-deprecatingly. But not to mention Mr. Xixi, even the career of a peddler, a pawn, a beggar and a prostitute, has also experienced hundreds of thousands, who cares more about this life?

In the blink of an eye, the scholar's face was already in front of him, according to the past experience, this scholar should be like a gust of breeze blowing in his face, infusing the past and future experience into Ji Ruochen's consciousness, but at the moment when the two were about to meet, the scholar suddenly showed a shocked look, and Ji Ruochen also had a sense of inappropriateness in his heart!

Hearing a bang, the two had collided together! The scholar screamed miserably, and Ji Ruochen was also spinning for a while, with a sharp pain coming from the top of his head, and he didn't know where he was for a while.

Ji Ruochen has been fighting for ten years in the wilderness, devouring countless demon spirits, how rich is his experience in battle? Although he has traveled through the endless world, the physical entity has long since dissipated, but with his soul and divine sense, it is also infinitely useful. At the moment, he didn't panic, he had already released thousands of divine senses in his thoughts, regained control of all parts of his body, and probed around his body.

Ji Ruochen's eyes opened suddenly, the starlight in his pupils shone, and his right hand, which was still a faint phantom, reached out, and brought the humming middle-aged scribe in front of him to the front.

At this time, look carefully, this middle-aged scribe has a dignified face, slender eyes, eyebrows like a sword, a face like jade, and wide bones. It's just that when he was held in his hand by Ji Ruochen, his face was full of panic, his hands danced, and he couldn't babble in his mouth.

Ji Ruochen's fingertips had already felt the middle-aged scribe's neck bone creaking, so his fingers loosened, and the scribe fell to the ground, covering his throat, coughing incessantly. He coughed, using his hands and feet, and crawled quietly to the door.

Ji Ruochen ignored him, and first looked around. The moment the two collided, the scene changed again. It is a partial room from the layout, but it is also a suite, with bedrooms inside and a small hall outside. In the hall, there is a table of eight immortals, and there are two grid shelves, on which are placed some porcelain books, which look quite elegant, and there is a convenient bed between the inner and outer rooms, which is the bed where the girl sleeps. Look at the furnishings in the bedroom, there are four treasures of the study on the table, and the bed is also a fine silk quilt, which is a high-class man who can afford to use the show, an ordinary Mr. Xixi, at most is a gauze cloth quilt, no matter how high the master's family is, it can't compare to the housekeeper. You must know that no matter how big the housekeeper is, he is still a subordinate.

Looking at this set of rooms, Ji Ruochen felt a sense of proportion in his heart, it seems that this middle-aged scribe who has no style must have something extraordinary, otherwise he would not be treated. Not to mention anything else, just looking at the bed that calls the maid ring, you know that it is a place that can be stopt.

Ji Ruochen waved again, and the scribe flew into his palm again. The scribe seemed to be a person who knew the general situation and knew how to advance and retreat, and knew that he couldn't resist, so he smiled bitterly at the moment, his hands and feet drooped, and he simply gave up resistance, didn't shout, and let Ji Ruochen deal with it.

This scribe was so honorable, which made Ji Ruochen a little surprised, so he smiled and asked, "Dare to ask Mr. Honorable Name?"

His smile frightened the scribe to the blue face on the spot, obviously the scribe was very young, but his courage was very small. However, perhaps because he had read too many sage books, he calmed down and worked pretty well, and after calming down, he took a breath, nourished his mind in his chest, and then replied sonorously: "My surname is Ji, my name is the world, I know everything about the world, and I know everything about the world." ”

Ji Ruochen sighed, raised his eyebrows and said, "The tone is not small." How can you know everything about this world?"

Ji Tianxia replied proudly: "I have broken thousands of books and traveled thousands of miles, how can I not know this thing in the world?"

Ji Ruochen smiled and said: "The book is shallow. Even if you break 10,000 books, how can you be poor in the world? How do you know what is not contained in the book?"

The book of sages and sages has its own avenue of heaven and earth and the truth of the world. If you don't understand the Tao and don't understand reason, no matter how much you read books, you're just a bookworm. ”

Ji Tianxia's words were sonorous and powerful, and they were magnificent, but they were implicit, and the whole person looked a few inches taller when he boarded. Ji Ruochen thought about it carefully, what he said in Ji Tianxia's words was indeed reasonable, and he couldn't help but think a little higher about him, and when he let go of his hand, he gently put him down, and asked, "Mr. Ji is really talented." I just don't know where it is?"

As soon as Jitian landed, his feet were weak, and he almost fell to the ground, took a few steps back, and held a flower stand, so he stood firm. This appearance of the nest bag is very different from Fang Cai's calm momentum and immobile like a mountain.

Ji Tianxia couldn't help but pat his chest, and said for a while: "This place is Luoyang, the eastern capital, and this is the mansion of Yang Gongguozhong, the prime minister of this dynasty. ”

Ji Ruochen asked again: "Which dynasty is this dynasty?"

Jitian's face flashed with surprise, and he said: "The surname of the emperor of this dynasty is Li Zhenlongji, and he is also known as Emperor Ming." ”

Ji Ruochen pondered for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said, "This Li Longji, is there still a concubine named Yang Yuhuan?"

Ji Tianxia was startled, looked around in a panic, and saw that there was no one in the room, so he lowered his voice and said: "Your title is very disrespectful, and you want to destroy the nine clans! This one...... Immortals come from the upper realm, and it's normal to not know this. I just don't know...... That one...... When will the immortals return home?"

Speaking of the last sentence, the meaning of the expectation of helping the world is overflowing.

Ji Ruochen's eyes closed slightly, and he said with a smile: "Shangxian, I'm afraid of the wild ghost you want to talk about in your heart, right? You guessed right, I'm from other realms, but I'm afraid it's hard to do what you want, this is where I want to stay." ”

Ji Tianxia changed color, and asked again: "This dynasty is vast, I don't know where the immortals want to go, and why do you want to come to this world?"

Ji Ruochen sat down safely on the Taishi chair in the room, picked up the teacup next to him, took a sip, closed his eyes and tasted the tea. His body is still nine points empty and one point real at the moment, and there is only a vague shadow in his eyes. That sip of tea turned into a straight blue line, falling straight from the throat to the stomach, and then turned into a cloud of blue mist, circling endlessly.

All this is really seen in the eyes, and I don't feel bitter in my heart and sour in my mouth.

Finally, Ji Ruochen opened his eyes and said, "Good tea!"

Ji Tianxia didn't know how to interface, so he had to even claim that it was.

Ji Ruochen blew out a mouthful of green tea, and said slowly: "For some reason, I always have a feeling of familiarity with Mr. Ji, as if he has seen him in a certain place or in which life." Mr. Ji is really talented, and I have something to help, so I came here to stay with Mr. Ji first. I have come here for a lot of things, and I have to do them one by one, and one of them may as well be said to be known to Mr. at this time......"

Speaking of this, the blue stars in Ji Ruochen's eyes lit up slightly, and he said leisurely: "This matter is to send Li Longji and Yang Yuhuan back to the west." ”

With a bang, the flower stand that held the body of Jitianxia collapsed!

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