Following the vague memory, Ji Lingsheng ran in the mountains to find a blood sickle under a mountain stream and waterfall after a few days of searching, but when he came out of the water, he noticed that the mountains and rivers here were beautiful, the spirit was vigorous, and there was a dragon's eye under the waterfall that gathered spirits. The aura within a radius of several miles is moving closer here, but the flow is extremely slow, and it is like a forest, if it weren't for Ji Lingsheng feeling strange when he came out of the water and entered the water, he might have missed this mystery.

Putting the sickle on the shore temporarily, Ji Lingsheng stabbed into the water with one head, the water quality was clear, and a wild crucian carp swam by, and its fish scale tail lines could be seen. Ji Lingsheng is not a fairy character who doesn't need to breathe alive, and he has the ability to hold his breath and hold his breath, and he has no intention of watching the scenery, like a slippery fish swimming towards the lower end of the waterfall in the rapids.

Passing through the splashing water column, behind it is the underwater cave, there is a large gap behind the waterfall, Ji Lingsheng surfaced, observed what was strange in his eyes, explored fruitlessly, and sucked into the water.

The bottom of the water is dark, there is no aquatic grass moss, and there is no trace of living creatures, and with patience, Ji Lingsheng continued to go deeper. When he reached the bottom of the water, he still found nothing, Ji Lingsheng's face turned red and floated up.

After taking a breath of pleasure on the water, Ji Lingsheng wiped his face and began to try to sense the location of the spiritual current, and then entered the water again after finding a position. Ji Lingsheng swam straight to the roughly speculated position in his mind, and saw a few glimmers of light in the darkness from a distance, but when he got closer, he plunged headlong into the mud.

Ji Lingsheng was a little annoyed and picked up the mud on his face, shaved away the soft mud, picked up the luminous object and observed, more than a dozen spirit stones with good texture, Ji Lingsheng used a few pieces to supplement the aura when he was wearing the marrow scattering, and these few pieces in his hand in front of him were obviously of the highest quality.

Put a few pieces into his arms, leaving one for lighting, under the faint light of the spirit stone, Ji Lingsheng continued to play with the mud, only to dig only an arm's length, he touched a hard object, and the texture was like iron and stone.

Before pasting the spirit stone, Ji Lingsheng barely saw that it was a stone with carved patterns, and probed it around, Ji Lingsheng couldn't estimate how big the stone was, and spent a little effort to scrape off the surrounding silt, Ji Lingsheng held the spirit stone, and the faint white light swept over, as if he saw the head of a strange beast.

Ji Lingsheng immediately took out all the spirit stones, placed them around the stone statue, and floated up a few feet, only to see the huge turtle head, with a stone bead in his mouth, only to see its head, neck and body buried under the mountain stream boulder, or this huge waterfall is just a stream on its back.

The size of the stone turtle seemed to be beyond Ji Lingsheng's imagination, and he was angry at the bottom of the water for a while, so he had to quickly swim back to the surface of the water to breathe, and then he only saw that the body of the stone turtle was sealed under the mountain, and the stone bead in his mouth that was bigger than Ji Lingsheng was bitten by death, and it was difficult to move a little, Ji Lingsheng had to give up, and hurriedly returned to the shore after finding a few spirit stones.

Standing on the shore, Ji Lingsheng put his knee-length long hair on his shoulders, looked at the bottom of the waterfall with puzzled eyes, and suddenly remembered a codex of ghosts, gods and monsters mixed with a sexy book that Shang Zheng stuffed himself, and flipped through it at will, there was a page written on it about the dragon and its nine sons, among which there was a dragon and its nine sons, one of the nine sons of the dragon, with infinite strength, good load, often carrying the monument, and the turtle under the waterfall is very similar, but this big turtle does not carry the monument, but the back of the mountain.

At that time, Ji Lingsheng was still unimpressed with these strange nonsense, and used them to coax Bai Yue to say that he wanted to catch a Pixiu to use as a mount, so as to replace Hei Feng's lazy thing.

So far, Ji Lingsheng has to believe in this evil, he has seen too many mysteries, and he only dares to believe in the legendary thing like a dragon, isn't the two red cocktails that kill the lord very much like dragons?

Back in the valley, Hei Feng was lying in the flowers watching the butterflies fly, his eyelids drooped, as if he was napping, Ji Lingsheng didn't disturb its dreams, in the past, Hei Feng couldn't sleep nine times out of ten, but now his mind is much more mature, and many childish actions are unnecessary.

I didn't see the woman in white, but such a quiet woman was always elusive, Ji Lingsheng shook his head and smiled, and walked into the attic, Ji Lingsheng didn't see the scissors in a conspicuous place, and it was not easy to turn them at will, so he had to cut off his long hair with a dagger.

Before he could start, the woman in white suddenly appeared on the side, Ji Lingsheng didn't know her name, and he never thought to ask, such a woman, Ji Lingsheng couldn't muster up the courage to ask Fang's name.

The woman in white stood still gently, and when she saw Ji Lingsheng's movements, the woman motioned to Ji Lingsheng not to move, and then slowly went upstairs, and when she came back, she held a pair of silver scissors in her hand, Ji Lingsheng put down the dagger and smiled at the woman.

Ji Lingsheng stretched out his hand to pick it up, but the unexpected woman did not hand him the scissors, but wanted to help him cut his hair in person, Ji Lingsheng was stunned, the woman in white had already wrapped around him, and her clean and unadorned hands grabbed Ji Lingsheng's long hair on the ground after he was sitting.

The woman's movements were gentle, her black hair fluttered to the ground with the movement of her fingers, and her expression was flat, as if she was doing a trivial matter, and the secular male and female impartiality obviously could not be applied to her. Ji Lingsheng blushed slightly, under Bai Yue's more intimate contact, Ji Lingsheng was still able to sit still, and he also had the power to fight back in the face of Liu Ruoxi, and he could even overlord Xue Yu, who regarded him as his nemesis, but he was able to make a bow to this delicate woman.

This is the first person who can make Ji Gongzi shy, and probably the last.

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A year passed like a white horse.

Ji Lingsheng sat on a boat in the middle of the lake, a year has passed, Ji Lingsheng has cultivated to climb to the Xuangong Gate, and he is still one step away from the second door, listening to what the woman in white said, opening the door is to open the soul of the acupoint, which is connected to the body, in short, the zodiac is the way to quench the body, and the Xuangong is the door of refining the soul.

Although it was only one step away, Ji Lingsheng felt a lot worse, especially the kind of mysterious and mysterious artistic conception, Ji Lingsheng, who had experienced the scenery of the realm, did not have any countermeasures at the moment, those were just some perceptions and experiences of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and it was useless to break through the realm at this time.

Sighing slightly, Ji Lingsheng lifted a blue and white wine jug that was placed on the bow of the boat, and the wine turned into a fire and burned into his throat, when the woman in white poured the wine, Ji Lingsheng also drank a glass in one gulp with a large amount of himself, but he didn't expect that the wine with the fragrance of flowers was extremely spicy, and Ji Lingsheng poured two glasses on the table.

Later, after burning his heart and lungs a few times, he couldn't put it down with this scorching mouthful, drank two sips, Ji Lingsheng poured some into the lake, and suddenly hundreds of fish flew and grabbed them, these little things have the same virtue as Heifeng, and they are not vegetarians.

Ji Lingsheng was lying in the boat, his face flushed, and he opened up drunkly.

Taking advantage of the wine, Ji Lingsheng's hands poured out red aura, and at the same time, the killing intent in the aura was suppressed so that he did not show a point, facing the lake, Ji Lingsheng drew a circle with his bare hands, which was exactly the same as the two hands on the blood spirit pool that day, and the movement of his hands stopped abruptly before he could reach a semicircle.

Ji Lingsheng, the spellcaster, hurriedly sat upright, carved the circle again, and drew half of the circle.

The surface of the lake is rippling, the living creatures in the water are as eager to avoid as if they encounter fire, and in an instant, there is only a small boat left in the center of the lake and Ji Lingsheng who is sitting cross-legged in the boat, the lake water rises on top of each other, and the strange thing is that the boat is still standing still on the water waves, and it is more and more obvious that the people on the boat are outstanding.

In an instant, the valley wind blew, the air currents were fluttering, the sound of the wind was intertwined and whimpering, Ji Lingsheng's black hair danced wildly, his hands trembled, and his hands were still round and could only draw half of it, this dragon magic power was obviously beyond his ability.

In the distance, the black hair raised his head and looked casually, and then immediately lowered it, looking not surprised.

A person walked out of the second floor of the attic by the lake, dressed in white, standing by the guardrail, standing with his head on the zither with one hand, and after watching the meeting, the woman in white turned around and walked back to the attic.

In the strong wind, Ji Lingsheng got up with difficulty, stood on the boat with his feet straddled, the hull of the boat that had begun to shake violently immediately stabilized, Ji Lingsheng was covered in a red glow like blood, and the aura was surging wildly around his body, and his hands slowly rowed down.

There is a dragon in the water raising its head, and the turbulent lake water changes A hornless dragon head rises on the surface of the lake, revealing half of its head and stops, and can no longer go up an inch, with the instability of Ji Lingsheng's gesture, the face of the water leech is gradually blurred.

Ji Lingsheng's face turned red, sweat was hidden on his forehead, his arms trembled like a sieve, and his hands were still separated by two inches, this short two inches seemed to be like a moat, so that the circle could never be drawn, even if Ji Lingsheng was full of strength and used the aura of his whole body, he could only shrink two inches into one inch.

One inch is considered the limit, Ji Lingsheng is self-aware, and no longer forced, shaking his head and laughing, I am afraid that this inch can only be reluctantly closed when it reaches the consummation of the Xuan Palace.

Ji Lingsheng slowly finished his work, lifted the faucet and turned into the lake water again, the lake was calm again, Ji Lingsheng, who caused the accident for no reason, dissipated the aura all over his body, and the red light in his eyes dissipated, and then sat in the boat, panting heavily, and there was no more demeanor that did not move the eight winds just now.

With the rest of the breeze, Ji Lingsheng drank a lot of wine, the hot taste burned his heart and throat, Ji Lingsheng sat in the boat, thinking about the power just now, he only felt happy, and he drank when his life was happy.

After sitting in the center of the lake for a while, Ji Lingsheng smoothed out the chaotic aura, thought about the faucet that was already half out of the water, and felt a little pity, this was the first type of magic spell he had learned, but it was not able to be used with his current cultivation, and it was considered a chicken rib technique.

In the past, I have also used it in the lake a few times, but I have never been able to grasp the essentials, trapped in the low realm and difficult to promote, and also suffer from the lack of divine will, I think it is still the reason why the cultivation is not enough, and when it can be used in the future, this trick will be a killing weapon.

After dark, Ji Lingsheng returned to the building, and now he is full of spiritual power, and he only needs the perception of the realm to enter the second rest door, and he can't be in a hurry for a while, step by step.

In the night, Ji Lingsheng stepped on the roof of the building with a pot of wine, leaned on the corner of the eaves and drank wantonly to look at the moon, and the woman in white downstairs was taking care of the flower garden, dancing lightly in a white shirt.

Ji Lingsheng held a bowl of wine in his left hand, with a wine jug beside him, and said with a smile: "Yue'er, how do you think she is your young grandmother?"

The next moment, Ji Lingsheng's brows furrowed, and then he laughed out loud.

"No, I smell a sour smell. ”