Even the spiritual power that was hacked was temporarily suppressed.
However, this kind of result can be regarded as indirectly achieving the goal that Tianjie wanted to achieve.
Chu Ci, who brought Bai Xingjian back to her hut, looked at the man lying on her bed, frowned, and poked him with the long-mouth pot she usually used to water the ground.
He didn't wake up either, and fell asleep to repair his body on his own.
Chu Ci has already changed her clothes at this moment, and the light orange clothes have replaced the green ones, so it doesn't need to look like green vegetables.
The surrounding aura fluctuated slightly.
Chu Ci, who poked him again and again, raised her eyes, stopped the movement of her hands, and blinked her eyes.
Watching the guy lying on his bed slowly open his eyes.
She blinked her slightly lifeless eyes twice before turning her head to look at Chu Ci.
He sat up, from the first time we met to now, there was no change in the expression on his face.
He glanced at the long-mouth pot in Chu Ci's hand.
The voice was flat, but there seemed to be a sense of accusation, "You poked me."
"Oh." Chu Ci also followed his example and nodded in response, continuing to poke.
He doesn't seem to be very good at communicating with people, or he is used to being in a high position, so there is no need for him to say anything, naturally everything goes well.
Now that he met Chu Ci, his little exchange experience seemed quite insufficient.
"This is where?"
This person was also asked.
Chu Ci raised her eyes, blinked her eyes, "Linggu, my territory."
Bai Xingjian searched for information about this spiritual valley in his mind, and it seemed that he had heard someone mention it once, but because it didn't appear often, he was not very familiar with it.
But it can be regarded as a place where we know each other.
Bai Xingjian nodded, and felt the spiritual power in his body again.
When he felt that the spiritual power in his body was being suppressed, he frowned, and made a tentative impact. When he found that it was not working, he gave up the action quite resignedly, and waited patiently for the meridians to adapt and become stronger because of the thunder calamity. the power of.
Although it is said that his spiritual power was temporarily suppressed, it will probably recover in a short time.
Moreover, the spiritual power here is quite abundant, which is even better than the place where he stayed before, and it is quite comfortable.
He has always been willful and reckless, and the ancestor who thought about where is where is felt carefully, and decided to stay here for the time being.
He didn't feel that his disappearance would bring much impact to Xianmen.
"then who are you?"
Bai Xingjian didn't hesitate, and said, "Bai Xingjian."
Outside, Bai Xingjian, as the Patriarch, has been practicing for many years. Usually, few people call him by his name. Basically, the monks who are still cultivating immortals now call him Patriarch honestly. So the name is not well known.
So when you mention it like this, you don't have to worry about someone recognizing it.
Seeing that the little girl's expression was normal, the ancestor nodded quite satisfied.
He glanced at the purse on the little girl's waist.
There is a word embroidered on it—porcelain.
He squinted his eyes for a while, then spoke.
"porcelain?"
His voice is kind of clear, he probably doesn't speak much, it's a little hoarse, it's low and slightly past the ears, it's very pleasant to hear.
Chu Ci also lowered her head and glanced at the storage bag at her waist.
This is the space storage artifact left by the original owner's parents to the original owner.