"Ah!" Ji Liao exclaimed and sat up straight.
When he saw what was in front of him clearly, the panic in his eyes disappeared and turned into confusion.
He was covered with a smooth and tender brocade quilt, and underneath him was a soft bed. The bed was large, simple in shape, and exuded the fresh and elegant fragrance of sandalwood.
"This is..." Ji Liao murmured in a low voice.
"Mr. sir, you're awake." Suddenly a voice of surprise came from the side.
Ji Liao was startled and turned his head suddenly, and saw Qianlong Wu running over excitedly, his beautiful eyes full of excitement and mist of joy.
"Fellow Taoist..." Ji Liao muttered, feeling a little overwhelmed for a moment.
"Look at how you are always calling me Taoist friend. She is obviously your married wife." Qianlongwu came to the bed and said angrily, but he still looked at Ji Liao with concern, and saw that Ji Liao was gone. It's serious. She patted her plump chest and let out a long breath, "It's okay, it's okay. It's not serious, but sir, your brain seems to be a little hard to use. Why do you look at people in such a daze?" .”
Only then did Ji Liao remember that Qianlong Wu had lost his consciousness, and shook his head with a bitter smile.
"Master, please wait. I'll fetch some water and wipe your face." Qian Longwu said with a smile on his face and trotted out of the house.
Ji Liao was the only one left in the room. Ji Liao rubbed his head and suddenly realized something was wrong.
He rubbed his forehead with one hand, groping slowly, and suddenly discovered that a dragon horn had grown out of nowhere on one side of his forehead.
"Hiss...this, this, this..."
Ji Liao tried hard to recall, and then he remembered what happened before he fell into coma. He spread his hands in front of his eyes, then lifted the quilt and took a look at his legs, and then let out a long sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, I didn't completely turn into a monster." Ji Liao said mockingly.
After saying that, he remembered another extremely important thing, and quickly closed his eyes and fell into his body to look inside.
Looking at the swirling spiritual liquid in his spiritual sea and the dazzling white phoenix Nascent Soul hanging above, Ji Liao unconsciously clenched his hands tightly. An unparalleled sense of joy immediately burst out in his chest, and he suddenly laughed wildly.
"Haha...hahaha...hahahaha...I never thought that I, Ji Liao, could achieve what I have achieved today."
Sensing the spiritual power in his body, Ji Liao found that his realm had truly broken through to Hou Tianling. Originally, this time he just wanted to take some risks to find opportunities for breakthrough, but he did not expect to be able to break through. But he didn't expect that due to a strange combination of circumstances, he achieved his goal this time by coincidence.
I remember that Ji Liao was born in Fanyun Continent and had a bumpy journey of cultivation. He never thought that one day in the future he would be able to reach the realm of acquired heaven.
Ji Liao has always been a person who assesses the situation and can see himself clearly. At this moment, he put his mind back to when he was still Naqi, Jiji, Nascent Soul, and God Refiner. If he saw a monk of this level, he would be brave No matter how old you are, you can't even think of resisting in the slightest.
Thinking about the time when he met Qingyu in the void who was chasing the old demon. At that time, Qingyu only had the realm of spirit transformation, and he could only use one immortal bone to transform into spirit. However, even with all his tricks, he was no match for Qingyu. Later, as If it weren't for the Sui Demon Protector, he might have died in Qingyu's hands long ago.
The despair at that time had long since vanished. Although Qingyu was no longer his opponent after he transformed into a spirit, but sensing his current strength, Ji Liao knew that as long as he looked at him or even thought about it, Qingyu could be shattered into pieces. This is the difference.
Ji Liao felt unprecedented strength and unprecedented strength. Now that he had reached the top of Hou Tian, He Tian Ling could let go and fight, and accept the opponent's head with a smile.
As soon as Ji Liao's consciousness moved, electric arcs immediately jumped up in the spiritual sea. At the same time, Bai Feng Yuanying's whole body was immediately wrapped by electric arcs.
"Sure enough, the power of the World-Destroying Divine Thunder has increased again."
After breaking through Hou Tianling, the strength of Ji Liao's soul skyrocketed, followed by an increase in the power of the world-destroying divine thunder.
A slight induction of the strength of the physical body was not beyond his expectation. The improvement in the realm this time did not bring about an improvement in the physical body, and the wrathful thunder sky did not improve, so at this moment, his physical body was almost the same as when he was in the Sumeru realm.
Ji Liao felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart. After going around in circles for tens of thousands of years, he finally reached where he is today. At this moment, he suddenly felt that even if he died, Ji Liao's life would be enough. After all, This realm is already a height that is difficult for thousands of living beings to reach.
But Ji Liao knew that his road was far more than that. The avenue was everywhere, there were higher mountains waiting for him, and there were many people waiting for him to protect. If he did not reach the top of the avenue, then those he protected would be People are not safe.
"Very good! Very good!" Ji Liao nodded repeatedly, suppressing the excitement in his heart.
I glanced at it casually, and just as I was about to get out of bed, the door of the house opened with a crash, and Qian Longwu, who had returned, ran in at a trot.
Qianlong Wu was holding the copper basin. When he saw Ji Liao getting out of bed, he screamed.
"Ah...my husband, what are you doing! You have just woken up after being unconscious for a long time. How can you get out of bed? Lie back down quickly."
Qian Longwu put the copper basin on the table, trotted to the bed and pushed Ji Liao back.
"Fellow Daoist, I...I...I'm fine...I'm really fine!"
"No, you must have a good rest. The fields at home are still waiting for you to cultivate." Qianlongwu said stubbornly, his hand was surprisingly strong, and he forced Ji Liao back.
"That's right, that's good!" Qian Longwu said with a smile, turned around and brought the copper basin over, took out the silk handkerchief that had been placed inside and wiped Ji Liao's body.
"Why..."
Ji Liao sighed secretly.
"Although the soul has been strengthened, it seems that the forceful breakthrough still caused a lot of damage. I can barely remember many things. It seems that the meeting with the Witch King just now must have been a dream." Ji Liao thought in his heart.
Thinking of this, he burst out laughing, laughing at himself for being ridiculous, how could he come up with such a funny idea.
Although the remnant of the Witch King has been gathered, his soul has dissipated. Without the soul, where can the will come from? Without the will, where can the will come from? According to the dream, could it be true that it is like a ghost and a ghost, and it is the ghost who is still here to tell him his last wish?
"I don't know what happened. After I woke up, I started laughing and crying. I even heard you laughing in the room when I was bringing water. You, the head of the house, can't do anything. What will happen to us, mother and son? ah."
"I must go find the doctor and show you my brain."
"Well, the family next door robbed my water not long ago, and the fields are almost dry. I still have to wait for you to seek justice, otherwise our family will have no rice to cook next year."
Qianlongwu wiped Ji Liao's arm and muttered to herself. She looked like a mortal woman.
Ji Liao was annoyed by the disturbance, closed his eyes, immersed his consciousness in his body again, and followed the spiritual energy in his meridians.
Sure enough, he discovered something was wrong. He saw that the silver blood had traces of red mixed in it, possessing the same pure spiritual power, which had not yet completely blended with his own blood. At the same time, Ji Liao discovered that the phoenix spirit in his body The true energy is also mixed with a trace of the true dragon's energy, which has not yet completely merged with his own aura.
"These two powers are too powerful. It seems that it will take a long time to refine them back to their former purity. This old ghost of blood sacrifice is so unlucky." Ji Liao whispered in his heart, and at the same time, he still had to refine it. Forget about complaining about the old demon of blood sacrifice.
Qian Longwu wiped Ji Liao's face with a silk handkerchief, then his neck, and then pulled off Ji Liao's upper body robe with a splash.
Ji Liao frowned and grabbed Qian Longwu's hand.
"ah..."
Qianlongwu was caught off guard, screamed, tilted his body, and fell directly on Ji Liao's body.
Ji Liao didn't expect Qianlong Wuwu to stand firm, and was stunned for a moment. However, in the next moment, his eyes flashed and disappeared quickly, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth inadvertently.
Qianlongwu's body was stiff, and then quickly became as soft as cotton. His face was as red as fire, and his breath was like blue as it clung to Ji Liao's body.
"What are you doing when it's still daylight?"
Ji Liao took the silk handkerchief from Qianlong Wu and said with a smile, "I won't bother you, fellow Taoist Qian."
"Oh!" Qianlong Wu said with a blushing face.
"By the way, fellow Taoist god, how long have I been unconscious?"
"Almost seven days."
"Seven days...the Towering Conference will begin soon."
"Towering Conference? What Towering Conference? Is it the Queen Mother's Peach Banquet?"
