More than a thousand miles north from Qingshi Sea, we have arrived at a completely new realm, the Central Arctic Mountain Plain.
This is actually a general summary of a place. It is more than 80,000 miles away from where Daluo and Dayan are located, and 130,000 miles further north reaches the boundary of Ten Thousand Islands in the North Sea.
They passed seven small countries along the way, but these small countries could barely manage the mountains, rivers and civilians, and were completely powerless against the warriors above and below.
The young master of the Wuhuang clan and the Chu clan of Beihai who came from Great Plains in the east have long since disappeared. Not only that, during the thousand-mile journey, Xin Zhuo and Xue Ji encountered at least four or five waves of inexplicable but extremely high martial arts people. Xue Ji didn’t know who she was.
This seems to confirm the saying that there are more masters in the world than stars.
"call--"
It has entered early autumn, the north wind is howling, the mountains and rivers are whining, and the blown incense car curtains are also swaying with hunting. Outside, the seven Dayan Sect women's hair is slightly messy, and their faces are dusty.
In the incense car, Xin Zhuo was reading Xue Ji's Quarrel book, and he actually saw a hint of interest.
Xue Ji lazily put a pair of slender legs on his lap, swallowing a fiery red pill on her lips.
This elixir is her demon elixir. She is a nine-tailed celestial fox, and her cultivation is similar to that of a human warrior. However, there is another demon elixir in the elixir sea. Her entire body of demonic power relies on this elixir. Her physique and strength are also ordinary. Seven or eight times that of a warrior.
If it weren't for Xin Zhuo, ordinary people would never be able to conquer her.
Xin Zhuo put down the book at this time, looked at her demon elixir, and said boredly: "If a mortal eats your demon elixir by mistake, will he be as strong as an ox and possess unpredictable powers?"
Xue Ji rolled her eyes charmingly and said, "I will die! Explode!"
Xin Zhuo added: "Then if...you fall in love with a mortal man like you, and with him..."
At this point, she couldn't go on, because Xue Ji swallowed the demon pill and looked at him coldly, with a pair of charming eyes shooting an extremely angry flame: "Xin Zhuo, are you annoying me? You really are. If he is not a good man, how could I be with a mortal man? What are mortal men? I have killed not only 100,000 but also 80,000..."
Xin Zhuo realized that he was speechless and quickly said: "For example, if it were a fairy or a stunning celestial demon woman like you, would she fall in love with a mortal man?"
Xue Ji's face turned pale: "I don't like it!"
Xin Zhuo asked in surprise: "Why?"
Xue Ji said: "Mortal men only have a lifespan of a hundred years and cannot be together for a long time. They are ignorant when they are young, they are reckless when they are adults, and they are old after fifty. Their knowledge and skills are vulgar, and they have no resistance to natural disasters, man-made disasters, and plagues." They are as weak as ants. They don't know your heart or your intentions, let alone your practice. Even if they speak, they are not as nice as you. Knowing them is a burden."
really!
Xin Zhuo put down his books. The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, The Legend of Xu Xian, etc. were all compiled by his family.
However, what Xue Ji said gave him a certain understanding of the [Buddha's Nirvana Sutra] which he had not yet practiced. It turns out that birth, old age, illness and death are the true meaning of life.
Xue Ji didn't know what he wanted to express, and there was a trace of sadness in her eyes: "What do you mean? Do you want to abandon me?"
Women are indeed unreasonable.
Xin Zhuo looked at her long, messy hair and said, "I'll help you comb your bun."
"You know how?" Xue Ji asked in surprise.
"Yes! My mother...my mother taught me."
Xin Zhuo skillfully took out the comb, untied her bun, and gently combed it.
A smile appeared on Xue Ji's charming face. She seemed to enjoy this kind of tenderness. She leaned against Xin Zhuo and said, "Do you have a mother?"
Xin Zhuo's cheek twitched: "There's no way I could have grown from a tree, right?"
Xue Ji chuckled and said: "However, the Jiang family of the Shandi clan is like an immortal in the sky. They will not accept you, the last son of an inexplicable trial. For them, you are a scoundrel that can be discarded. Although It’s a bit unpleasant to hear, but you have to accept that you have changed your name now, and keeping your name anonymous is the best option.”
Xin Zhuo's face looked a little ugly, but he suddenly remembered a question that had been bothering him all these years: "So, I am indeed the blood of their family, and this body..."
This body is soul-pierced, so it has a place to come.
Xue Ji lazily said: "Of course! After all, you should be the direct bloodline of the Jiang family, and you were born by a certain Mrs. Ji, right? It is impossible to erase everyone's memory, like me, if you want to check, you can still Find out the situation that lasted for two martial arts prosperous times.
In this way, you are both the direct relative of the Jiang family and the grandson of the Ji family of the Daoshan Emperor Clan. Your status is noble.
It's a pity that the trial of Jinghua Shuiyue was not only a trial of those people, but also relied on the source of heaven and earth, the hustle and bustle of heaven and earth, and the reversal of the five elements. In their eyes, the children they gave birth to were monsters and unbearable hybrids. When they left, They will kill you or drown you. If they don't kill you, maybe you are too good and they can't bear it, but... they will never admit it.
Even if you become a saint on the spot, they will not recognize you. "
At this point, when he saw that there was no movement behind him, he couldn't help but sigh, stretched out his hand to grab Xin Zhuo's hand, and said softly: "You still have me, Xue Ji, even if I risk my life, I will keep you for a thousand years, and I will always be with you." around you."
"Actually, I don't like this ghost identity at all. I think it's dirty! What descendant of the imperial clan can show me the gate another day and give me a tael of silver as a monthly salary."
Xin Zhuo chuckled and continued to comb her bun.
Xue Ji just thought he was childish and nonsense.
The fragrant car moved forward quickly. After a few hours, it had traveled hundreds of miles. The scenery below was beautiful with mountains, rivers and rivers.
It is already less than 800 miles away from the Holy City.
Xue Ji's three thousand black hair has been pulled into a high bun, her eyebrows are lightly swept, and she is lightly rouged, adding a bit of charm and beauty.
While looking at the bronze mirror, I became crazy.
And Xin Zhuo's mind has already flown to other places. The Holy City is about 800 miles ahead. I don't know how many masters from Daluo, Dayan and Huangquan Sect will be present. Mo Ruyu and others already know that he and Xue Ji are there. At the same time, regardless of Xue Ji's abilities and identity, it is not appropriate to go with her because the goal is too obvious.
After thinking about it again and again, he couldn't continue on the road with Xue Ji. He just looked at Xue Ji admiring herself in the mirror and didn't know how to speak. This witch was very murderous, fierce and willful in nature, and she accepted death. There was absolutely no way she would let him go. She was willing to leave by herself, even if she had to take her away to the end of the sky.
Just as I was thinking of this, I casually glanced outside and suddenly saw a familiar figure, wearing a shabby Taoist robe with a small temple on his head. The shabby robe was blown up by the wind, revealing his legs covered with dog skin plaster. He was shaking a fan in his right hand. , walking staggeringly on the official road.
Who else could it be but Gou Xie?
This guy came out of the Kuling Mountain Stream?
Xue Ji noticed his gaze and looked at it. She was startled and said, "Why did he run out?"
Xin Zhuo thought for a moment and said, "How about this. I'll go down and meet him. You go first and we'll meet up in the Holy City."
As soon as she finished speaking, Xue Ji pinched her ears and bit her beautiful white teeth: "What do you want to do? Can't we go down together to meet him? What did you say that night, that we will never be separated for the rest of our lives? Do you believe it or not? Should I kill you now?"
Xin Zhuo turned his head and said seriously: "I have big things to do when I go to the Holy City. As long as you are here, Daluo, Huangquan, and Zijing may be intercepted by masters, which will not be convenient for me to perform. Risking to go to the Holy City will be in vain. For a mature witch who has lived for a thousand years, you have to think about the pros and cons!"
Xue Ji didn't understand, so she relaxed her hand slightly. Xin Zhuo took the opportunity to jump out of the carriage, and then ducked behind Gou Xianxian.
"Xin Zhuo! Don't even think about lying to me. I'll go with you!"
Xue Ji's angry scolding came from above.
Xin Zhuo was not frightened, but Prophet Gou in front was frightened. He didn't even look back, his torn Taoist robes flew around, and disappeared with a "swish".
"It comes like thunder to calm down its wrath, and it ends like the clear light of heaven and earth. It teleports according to one's heart, and it flies across the heavens. It's an edict!"
Xin Zhuo formed a seal with his hands and disappeared without a trace.
Xue Ji was a step too late to catch up, but whether it was Xin Zhuo's escape technique or Gou Xie's escape technique, they were both escape techniques and extremely difficult to track.
He couldn't help waving his sleeves and yelled in shame: "Xin Zhuo..."
There are still two chapters left, and I’m a little stuck.
(End of chapter)
