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It took Ji Yun several days to finish the engraving of the magic circle.
Of course it’s not in the black Nine Abyss, but in the Dao Seed. He has studied this small world. This small world is full of aura, but it is taken away to protect the world. Without aura, there will be no monsters. Practice greatly saves the energy consumption of the small world, allows the world to recycle, not to mention, it also provides a lot of energy for the defensive circle on the Tao, whether it is a **** or a god, don’t want to break it without three or five months. Dao kind enters.
In order to prevent accidents from coming back, he also specially closed the entrance and exit of the authentic kind, pulling Xiaoqing to the sun, and making a seal wholeheartedly.
Undressing is of course necessary, because the complexity of this circle is the level of engraving 20,000 characters on a grain of rice, which is equivalent to making Xiaoqing’s skin a magical device to give him a bit of magic. Without revealing it, and then reconciling it with a seal, so that he learns to converge and hide, so that his soul body is a legitimate reincarnation after all, and the heavens will not sense the birth of a monster, let alone fall into the heavens.
Ji Yunlai could not be troubled by things like micro-sculpting, but when he touched Xiaoqing's smooth and flexible back, he couldn't help but touch it a few more times.
Then noticed that Xiaoqing's white back trembled a few times, and a thin red appeared.
Ji Yunlai feels quite guilty of conscience. It is inevitable that the carving technique has slowed down a bit, and when he is below the waist, he may have been running forsythia/buttock for a long time. When he touches it, some parts are too*, and he is too small. Qing grabbed it with one hand, insisted on rejecting, and wanted to come by herself.
But how can it be?
Ji Yunlai pointed his forehead directly and gave him the formation to let him know what the sky is, he was joking.
Who knows, after receiving it, I closed my eyes and meditated, but for a moment, the potion was like a silk thread, dense and delicate, and automatically climbed up to his body, as if it were growing. It quickly penetrated under the skin and disappeared, while the dense body of Xiaoqing almost melted. The devilish energy that is the essence also quieted with the formation pattern, and there was no trace of it.
He put on his clothes and tied his long hair seriously, and then he knelt before the master and said nothing.
There are so many things these days, he needs an explanation, or an explanation.
Actually, he is not qualified to question Master, but he wants to know what the shadow, the Xing Dao master, and even himself are all about.
That’s why he showed his attitude like this. If the master doesn’t want to say it, he won’t force it.
Ji Yunlai also understands what he means, and his apprentice is so sensible that he feels distressed.
"You were my demon in your previous life, and you admired me. Later, because of an accident, you were reincarnated as you. Before you saw those things, it was all love and obsession." Ji Yunlai was actually in a cloud of things here. Here, I know a lot, but the more I know, the less I don’t want to know what happened before.
It will definitely not be a happy thing to let yourself be such an optimist to escape in a way that makes you feel better.
Furthermore, Xing Daozhu and Tianmoqing are in the past tense after all, they are involved in the troubles, Ji Yunlai is not interested in playing with Xiaoqing. You love me, I love you, but you love me and not me. It’s not you that loves me now. It’s a betrayal that I used to love what I used to be. It’s a game that abandons the current me—that's too silly.
"So, the previous offense..." Feng Qingxiu's words hesitated, he looked uncertain and unconfident, and his eyes avoided the master unnaturally, "Is it because of the obsession of the previous life?"
Ji Yunlai didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while, even a little sad, and after a while, he said blankly: "Yes."
Feng Qingxiu bowed her head and saluted: "Qingxiu will never commit any more..."
"Shut up!" Ji Yunlai interrupted him coldly, "This matter has been revealed, so no further mention of it."
Feng Qingxiu lowered her head, and a strand of untied sideburns fell on his right cheek. The aggrieved and slightly relaxed appearance made Ji Yunlai's heart beat for a moment.
But when I think of what he just said, I can't help but sigh.
My apprentice, I actually don’t mind if you do it again, do you make it?
He sighed again, thinking that he had been out for so long, and Xiaoqing hadn't sent any news, fearing that the people outside would be anxious to death.
Finally, the days go by, are you afraid that the apprentice will run away? Let's go out first.
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Under the Nine Abyss, Hei Wudi.
The people of Kun-Lai have long been gathered.
I have asked An Xian, the master of Jianfeng Peak, You Bajiao, the deputy master, Wusuji, the master of Poisonous Peak, the great elder Yan Zhaoer, the elder Bai Narcissus, Yang Yuyin, and even a few Qixiu from Kunlai who just plan to find Luo Chi, the big treasure hunting mouse of Dongxi Babe——Said Luo Chi was stunned by the head first and stood there for a while, and was accidentally led by the Wu Clan's magic circle, and walked for a long time before he walked out.
After receiving Yang Yuyin’s request for help, several peak owners discussed meeting and decided to come down and have a look.
Nothing is bigger than the Lord of Kun-Lai, and they can't let the division of the head fall into the hands of outsiders anyway.
After coming down, I met Wu Zhan, the lord of the Witch Clan.
The sorcerer with an extraordinary cultivation base said that he really didn’t know what happened afterwards. After all, the distance was too far-the dispute between humans and immortals, how could he blend in, and he could only avoid it at that time. With the witch formation resisted, later I saw the Lord of Kun-Lai lead a young man into the Taoist seed, and could no longer enter.
This is a one-sided word. Of course, Kun-Lai won’t believe him. More importantly, the Dao-Zhong turned into an ordinary stone after it was closed, which was more than 100,000 miles away from the previous Guanghuibao appearance. An Xian just watched At a glance, he refused to admit that it was the Kun-Lai Taoist species, insisting that it was replaced by you, the blind bear!
Yang Yuyin is everyone in the formation, but the human beings are too mysterious, and he can't tell it for a while, so he tilts his head and asks the tall man next to him with a slight squeamishness: "This big brother, I don't know how you can help us enter. Inside, we are really anxious."
It's a matter of the head, and the people around him can't take care of his ethics for the time being. Although it is inevitable to look at this brother Yang a few more times, they didn't reveal him.
"I can't do it," Wu Zhan shook his head, "this is the human fairy magic method."
"Give me the Dao seeds, we will go back to Kun-Lai to study." The white narcissus looked cold, "You and you, search this place, you can't let go of any clues."
The Taoist species should be returned, but when he heard the search, Wu Zhan's expression changed slightly, and he solemnly said: "This is the land of my Wumai, and I cannot search."
"You can't do this!" Yan Zhao was so anxious long ago that he didn't care about other things. Raising his hand was a sword, which didn't mean much to hurt, and intended to blast away the opponent who was in the way.
Wu Zhan's expression is calm, but his strong arm holding a staff makes a heavy touch on the ground!
A thick black mist appeared from the mouth of the weird bear-head witch stick.
The boundless black air around him suddenly became thicker, making these monks' spiritual thoughts impenetrable, but there was a faint river seepage from the ground.
"Be careful, there is Mingshui around here. If you touch it, the cultivator will also be defiled." Yang Yinyin rushed through this battle, of course he knew.
In the next second, Wu Zhan appeared silently beside him. He was completely unaffected by this boundless black mist. He stretched out his hand to control the acupuncture point Guan Yuan on his shoulder, and Yang Xuyin hummed softly, and he stayed on the ground. .
With the help of the topography, the formation and the level, he is even one person against the five without falling into the wind. His technique is weird. It may not be so good in the day and flat land, but in this magical land, the power is more than doubled.
An Xian also has some blind swords, but the monk relies too much on divine consciousness after all. Luo Chi has a lamp that can drive the fog and clear the heart, but before he can light it, he has already been woven with a piece of wormwood. The rope was entangled, and there was a faint spirit on it, and the pressure made him unable to speak, let alone light the lamp.
It was because a few gangs fought in Wudi for two days before hearing Yang Yuyin say: "It's done."
When Wu Zhan felt cold in his heart, he saw the void around him and suddenly lit up.
The black mist receded, and his heart was tense. Seeing that several people were already on the opposite side, he instinctively retreated into the clan, his heart was ruthless, he rushed to the altar, took some light, and rushed to the abyss.
The people of Kun-Lai will naturally not let him run away. Just kidding, he is the clue to the master.
But his body is too weird, and he is more familiar and well-placed. As soon as the white Narcissus stood in front of him, he saw him take a keen step back, unexpectedly coming out of the farther void-the closer to the waterfall, the space here The more broken and weird, like an invisible sharp blade, the slightest carelessness will result in two points.
As soon as he was about to jump into the waterfall, Yang Yuyin let out a cold snort, and the center of the formation in his right eye locked on the opponent and flashed suddenly.
Wu Zhan's body flashed black light at the same time, and it was in opposition to the formation. He was about to peel off the difficulty of the formation, and the distance was not enough--Yang Yuyin made a judgment and rushed out.
In the next instant, his figure disappeared, and the formation on Wu Zhan's body on the opposite side suddenly burst into light, and disappeared with it.
"Fucked!" An Xian yelled, "I don't know which Jiuyuan mouth this ghost place leads to, Xiao Yang, don't you worry about marrying a wife!"
"What's the matter?" Yan Zhao was about to suffer from a heart attack as soon as things came out.
"There are fragments everywhere at the mouth of Jiuyuan. Connect to other Jiuyuans. Just now, Xiao Yang must have rushed too quickly to see if there is a crack." An Xian was in a hurry. Last time, it was a hundred years ago. , She put the Dao seeds in according to the command of the head, but she accidentally stepped on the wrong place and got into a hole, but she came out at the mouth of Jiuyuan in the South China Sea and got out after a while.
"Yang Yu Yin has a high level of cultivation and a magic weapon for body protection. Don't be impatient." Bai Narcissus gritted his teeth, "The head is important, look around, hurry, find the clues, and then see where Xiao Yang fell to Jiuyuan , He will not have an accident."
"Who will have an accident?" a voice suddenly asked.
The crowd turned their heads abruptly, and they saw a **** in a mysterious cloth standing quietly beside the Dao Seed, with a calm expression, without joy or sorrow.
"Head!"