"But I'm not that Ji Yunlai." Not so powerful, Ji Yunlai said that the current knowledge is still in the blank stage, and the talent needs to be re-pointed.
"No need to worry, no need to hide, loss of memory will only make them more afraid of you."
"It seems that you won't tell." Ji Yunlai said helplessly, "You always have to tell me who the child's mother is, right?"
Silence, the waters were momentarily silent.
"Then is she my own, or am I the scumbag or the scumbag for me?" You have to tell me this, right? Ji Yunlai was also helpless.
"Is this important? Blood relationship, how deep is the relationship." The other party raised his eyebrows and his words mockingly.
Ji Yunlai felt another sudden shock in his heart, and the pressure was even greater: "...Why didn't I know that I still have an anti-social personality?"
"The time is up, if there is an urgent matter, look for me again, three chances, two more." The other party flicked his long sleeves.
The sky is smoky.
The dreamy world also disappeared.
Ji Yunlai was still sitting in the original room, the original bed.
Holding the jade in his hand.
It's really hard for me to understand after a thousand years. I don't think I will be my opponent after a thousand years, but when I think about it, it's impossible for me to even deceive myself, right
He also calmed down after thinking about it. Anyway, it's already like this. It's better to do what he wanted to do before. As for the things he didn't say - it's still a long time, and he'll always know, and the things in the past, know about it. Okay, don't be too detailed.
As for the magic formula or something, it doesn't matter, the mana is all there, just make up for it.
Have the ability to let him wear back to the age of sixteen!
Oops, I forgot to ask where the library is, I'll have to look for it again later.
And my daughter, is it my own, I remember that I can't get up with women...
Is it an adopted daughter
Ji Yunlai opened the yellow map of the martial art to see it again.
In ancient times, there were no books, so the kings embroidered mountains and rivers on silk and silk with gold thread, and recorded the division of personnel, which was called a yellow map.
Ji Yunlai saw which country's deacon elder was written on it, his age and cultivation base, and what was the credit. The golden thread swam, it seemed that he could change it according to his mind, and it seemed to be a magic weapon.
But after reading it, I didn't find a note about the lady in charge.
Well, it seems that it can only be regarded as another crossing.
…
Kun-Lai Immortal Mountains
Yangshuo Peak is located in the south of Kunlai Mountain Gate. It is one of the three immortal peaks closest to the mountain gate. The mountain is steep and has a sea of pine clouds. If you find any cliff, you can see the beauty of the distant mountain gate standing in the Danxia of the sea of clouds.
There are often disciples sitting on the cliff and meditating, breathing towards the distant mountain gate.
"The mountain gate established by the Sect Master himself, of course, must come to inhale the immortal energy often..." This is what the young disciples said.
Feng Qingxiu is also one of the young disciples. As the chief of this year's students, he has been occupying the position with the best scenery—Yingzui Cliff.
And there is a green pine next to it, just sitting under the tree, with the evening breeze, the monk's demeanor came up.
If there are other places, let alone the ground, the tree is also full of people, so he can have such privileges.
It is worthy of his years of hard work, and now the effect has gradually shown.
Thinking of this, Rao has been cultivating his mind for many years, and he is also a little excited. He is accustomed to staring at the north and praying solemnly: "Master, protect me, let me be favored by Elder Yan at the grand ceremony tomorrow, and I will be included in the inner door!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a warm voice with a hint of interest sounded above his head: "Elder Yan, Yan Li?"
Feng Qingxiu stood up suddenly, and as soon as she looked up, she saw a young man of the same age with black hair and white hair, leaning on a branch, looking at him with a half-smile, the light wind blowing, the clear eyes of the autumn water, the waves Like rippling from the heart.
The person was clearly there, but Feng Qingxiu's spiritual sense couldn't feel his existence at all, as if he was also a wisp of the breeze, but he was only colored by this world and occasionally stayed in the world.
Above the foundation, at least it is also a golden core!
Could it be the deacon of the inner door
He will never have the idea of "youth, don't look like" - things that judge people by their appearance will never happen in the world of self-cultivation. , it is the Nine Meridians Peak Elder Yan Li."
"He seems to be repairing runes, but his cultivation is not high. Do you want to repair runes?" The young man asked with a smile.
"Uh..." Feng Qingxiu was at a loss for words, but she couldn't help screaming in her heart, Elder Yan is already Nascent Soul, he is not tall, whoever is tall, you actually say he is not tall, you think everyone can see the soul-transforming stage The Great Elder of the Dao Period
So he said cautiously: "My cultivation base is still shallow, and I don't dare to think too high."
"So, what is the ceremony tomorrow, isn't the birthday of the headmaster at the end of the month?" the boy asked again.
"Tomorrow is the once-in-a-decade ceremony. The summits of the inner sect come to the main peak to select disciples. Our disciples from Yangshuo Peak will all have their future prospects tomorrow." Feng Qingxiu said the more and more strange, this is not from Kunlai. A well-known thing
But recently, on the birthday of the head of the sect, more envoys from other sects came to participate. This one is an envoy from other sects, so he is not familiar with us, right
Seeing that the young man didn't answer, he thought he was waiting for him to continue speaking. He thought about it and said, "Kun-Lai is different from other sects. The new disciples will enter the upper, middle, and lower sects in order to stabilize the foundation. In this session, those with outstanding performance can be selected into the peaks of the inner sect to rest on the road of longevity, and those who do not perform well will either enter the outer sect or go to the mortal world to contribute to the sect."
"..." The boy was lost in thought for a while.
After a while,
"Senior, is there anything else to ask?" Feng Qingxiu asked softly.
"What's your name?" The boy finally returned to his senses and asked him.
"Feng Mingyue is bright, Qingyi is beautiful, Fengqingxiu." He replied loudly, that is the self-confidence of being in the sect for many years.
"I remember." The young man nodded with a smile and disappeared among the trees.
"Wait..." Before you said who you were, Feng Qingxiu was a little unhappy.
However, it was a reward to meet a senior today. Feng Qingxiu took out a jade slip, wrote what happened just now, and added a sentence at the end: Zhufeng should give us some pictures and letters, so that I can get to know them later. Expatriate seniors, so as not to be rude.
Then send.
Sudden!
"What did you write?" He exclaimed when he heard the voice just now, and when he looked up, sure enough, the senior appeared in front of him just now.
"This," Feng Qingxiu said politely with a hint of pride, "this item is a 'Net Jue', which is my unique weapon in Kun-Lai. It can be linked with other similar tools in Kun-Lai Mountains. It should not be given to me. The disciples below the golden core, but in the three major competitions before the month, I won this prize alone. This thing is very profound. If you are puzzled in your practice, you can also connect with the 'Master Jue'. Question, you can go to the Internet to ask, it is the first of my three Kun-Lai artifacts!"
Seeing the shocked expression on the boy's face, he was even more proud, raised his head and said: "Senior may have come to Xizhou, my Kunlai Sect master has boundless mana, and I am pedantic. first?"
"… "
"...Can you give me a look?" The young man finally came back to his senses, his expression complicated and unspeakable, he just pointed at Yu Jue.
"When this item is released, enter my spiritual sense. Other than me, others cannot use it." Feng Qingxiu refused. In fact, others can use it, as long as he allows it, but this does not need to be explained to the other party - from this item After getting it, he looked at it like an eyeball, not to mention using it for someone he didn't know well, even his sleeping brother was only touched by Enzhun to give the other party a touch of immortality.
The young man didn't answer, just raised his hand, his long sleeve slipped, revealing the palm of his fingers as white as jade, and a jade block in his palm shone brightly.
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Feng Qingxiu was stunned for a moment, but the more she looked at it, the more familiar it became, and when she looked at her hand, it was empty.
"You little thief—" Feng Qingxiu was out of anger, he drew his sword and stood up, "Return my magic weapon! Forgive you!"