Atypical Survival [Quick Transmigration]

The young Jianxiu has black hair, white clothes, bloody lips, and a little bit of color.

It was clear that he was just a young man who had not reached the weak crown, or even just built a foundation, but the sense of oppression at that moment was pouring in like a submerged tide, almost drowning his mind.

So that in an instant, what Elder Yihui felt was not the anger of being contradicted by a young junior, but the unspeakable fear.

Even if the other party looks so gentle and beautiful, it looks like a treasure raised by the powerful, with gorgeous eyebrows full of caress.

Elder Bu Mengzong's body tensed up slightly, ready to stop him at any moment—if something happened to Yu Shuizong's Ji Jiexing in Bu Mengzong, they would also bear the blame.

But unexpectedly, Elder Yihui didn't make a move.Most likely it was also due to fear of Yu Shuizong and the fact that he was wronged.

A hoarse and dry voice came from the throat of this Jindan elder: "Then Daoist Ji, how do you want to teach him?"

He retreated and retreated.

Ping Jushao's face changed from calm to panic again.

The young man's pale and beautiful fingertips gently held the hilt of the sword.Ji Zhaixing lowered his eyes, and the wind around him gently blew his black hair. His expression seemed to be full of warmth, which almost gave people the illusion that Ji Zhaixing was an unusually talkative person.

The monks heard his voice.

Gentle and gentle, like the wind blowing in the heart.

But he said softly:

"He wants to destroy my junior brother's dantian," Ji Jiexing said with a smile on his lips, "me too."

eye for eye.

At that moment, the last trace of blood on Elder Yihui's face faded away.His expression was gloomy, and his voice was almost squeezed out of his throat: "Fellow Daoist Ji, don't push yourself too hard—"

Ji Zhaixing bowed his head and said to himself: "It seems that Elder Yihui hasn't been taught well."

In an instant, his mind seemed to be filled with a rush of blood, and some kind of emotion that made him collapse poured out, and a palm force that contained the cultivation base of the golden core was slapped towards Ji Zaixing.

The Jindan Elder of Bu Mengzong was already extremely shocked, he stood up and scolded: "Yihui!"

This palm was merciless, and the moment he intended to strike, his pupils shrank slightly, and some regret suddenly appeared.Yu Shuizong's anger must not be provoked by him, if something happens to Ji Zhaixing...

However, the expected tragedy did not happen.

The spiritual power in that palm was gently pushed away by Ji Zhaixing, but his cuffs swayed slightly, and he could see a little light blue meridian on that snow-white wrist.

It was such a weak hand that easily melted the palm of Elder Yihui.

The meaning is very clear, he was impulsive just now, and he never held back, he was a little stunned for a while.

It was like a clarion call to war.

The wind and clatter around him stopped, and a bleak chill climbed up the spine in an instant, as if Yihui was in the middle of the snow-capped mountains, and the wind was condensed with a chill that made people tremble.

I realized that everyone around me was gone.

The other monks, even Shao Pingju, were gone.Only him and the one in front of him, Ji Zhaoxing, who is extremely beautiful but looks like a demon, are left.

Cold sweat, or the slight rolling sound of the throat.

Yihui shouted almost in a daze: "Sword Field? Whose Sword Field is this—"

Then his madness came to an abrupt end when it touched Ji Zhuixing's icy eyes.

"You are not at the Foundation Establishment Stage." His teeth seemed to be chattering, with an unspeakable fear.It was only at this time that he discovered that when he casually probed Ji Zhaixing's cultivation base, the seemingly invisible aura of true energy that came from him was not because the other party's cultivation base was for foundation building, and his spiritual power was low and not worth mentioning, but rather because--

"You are Jindanqi." Yihui said firmly.

Even, the cultivation base is higher than him, so that it is impossible to detect the high-level Jindan.

Ji Zhaoxing seemed to still have that indifferent expression, calm and eye-catching.

He said: "Elder Yihui, there is nothing wrong with you wanting to protect your sect's disciples." Ji Zhaixing continued, slightly bending his lips, with a hint of restraint and provocation: "Me too."

In the eyes of outside monks, Ji Zhaixing and Elder Yihui are still in their sight, but they seem to be in another mysterious space, which they cannot touch or approach.

At the same time, they also heard what Yi Hui said.

It turns out, it turns out that Ji Zhaoxing's cultivation level is——

How old is he?It's not enough to be a weak crown.

It's no wonder that Suzerain Yushui gave him everything to go smoothly, and even gave the position of the young suzerain to Ji Zhaixing.Looking at it now, it is clear that there is a city in his heart, and only in the name of the sect can he restrain such arrogance!

The formation of such a huge sword field even alarmed the elders of Bu Mengzong's town faction.The mighty man who had no lifespan woke up from his deep sleep and probed with his spiritual sense. In his old, muddy and unusually sober eyes, a frightening shock to the younger generation really flashed.

Yong Lianyin raised his head, staring at the black-haired and white-clothed, incomparably decisive swordsman, his eyes were also full of emotion: "So it's the sword domain..."

Even though he entered the top [-] due to his family background in that dilapidated small sect, his position was not very good, and he was surrounded by people.Someone heard Yong Lianyin muttering to himself, and approached him curiously, "Do you know what Sword Domain is?"

"The realm of sword cultivators who are favored by heaven can only be cultivated. According to the records, the sword cultivators with the lowest cultivation level and sword realm," Yong Lianyin slightly bowed his head, "it is the Yuanying stage."

The man was shocked, almost because it was too far beyond his understanding, but he seemed a little disbelieving, hesitatingly said: "You mean, Zhenjun Ji is actually the ancestor of Yuanying..."

"No, it's not." Yong Lian smiled faintly, his expression a little downcast, "But it's just like this, it's even more terrifying, isn't it?"

Being in the enemy's sword field is equivalent to being cut off from the retreat, and there is no way to retreat but to fight.

Although Yihui has not fully recovered from the stimulation of Ji Zhuixing's golden core cultivation base, he is very clear about one thing, no matter how amazing and talented Ji Zhaoxing is.Before he left this small world, he was only building a foundation, that is to say, Ji Zhaixing had only reached Jindan for less than half a year no matter what.

His age is what Yi Hui fears the most, and it is also Yi Hui's biggest bargaining chip.

At this moment, Yihui already regretted that he had faced Yu Shuizong and Jin Dan Da Neng for a disciple.On the face, he remained calm: "Fellow Daoist Ji, if two Golden Cores fight, I'm afraid they will never die. It's better to take a step back..."

"No step back." Ji Jiexing said extremely calmly: "I represent Yu Shuizong for one day, and I will never take a step back."

Ji Zhaixing's voice is usually very soft, and what he himself said was just an understatement.But it made the disciples of Yu Shuizong feel a little sour.

This is no longer a battle between two golden cores.

It's a battle between sects.

"Okay, okay..." Elder Yihui said several good words in succession.

His face was slightly gloomy, and he no longer hesitated, but chose to take the first step.

Yihui has no magic weapon, his magic weapon is to control the living soul.

Because of the heavy killing, he has not used it in fighting for many years, but now he is really driven to a desperate situation. When he stretched out his sleeves, he saw countless living souls flying out of his sleeves, which were as thick as ink and with loose shapes, flying towards Ji. Reach for the stars and tear them away.

The monks in the audience were really surprised and excited.

They probably will never see Mayfly's powerful fighting skills once in their lifetime, who would have thought that they would be so lucky.

In the sword domain.

Those living souls with a strong bloody smell rushed towards them. Ji Zhuixing's sword only slashed slightly, and the sword edge cut across a complete arc, tearing apart more than a dozen living souls.There was a light red blood line on the sword body, probably due to the sharpening of the blade, it was gradually dyed a little bright red, and became extremely bright.Like a living thing, like the meridians of a sword.

Yihui looked a little ugly.

The living soul he fed with blood seemed to be ignored by the other party.

The sword was cutting tirelessly.

Yihui released countless living souls, but whether it was a small soul that had just been trained for a few years, or a fierce soul that he made with a century-old demon, under the sword of Ji Zhai Xing, there seemed to be no difference.

Besieged by living souls, Ji Zhaixing's black hair scattered over his shoulders was not even scattered.On his pale wrists, there was not a single trace of hostility stained, and his fine, crow-black eyelashes were slightly drawn, almost showing an extremely gentle expression.

The fear and coldness in my heart plucked the string in my mind more clearly.

This is not a fight at all, but a kind of unilateral oppression.

Because no matter what he did, Ji Zhaixing didn't seem to be stopped because of his spells, and he hesitated for a while.

Ji Zhaixing was already very close to him.

The sword hangs down, and the blade points to the ground, and the soul and resentment turn into black blood, dripping to the ground little by little.

Yihui originally wanted to make a sneak attack, but now he can't even stand up anymore.

He saw Ji Zhuixing's dark eyes, which were so deep that it was almost impossible to see any traces from them.

The sword landed on his dantian.Yihui's emotions were tumbling, and the feeling of incomparable torment almost made him faint at that moment——

Ji Zhaixing said softly: "You lost."

"Do you still want to protect him?"

That was probably the darkest moment in Yihui's life.

He was in a trance before, and even felt that Ji Zhaoxing was going to kill him.

Fortunately, this is not the case. It is impossible for Ji Zhuixing to kill a Jindan elder in front of so many people.

Although Yihui thinks he dares.

Even so, Yihui didn't have any arrogance anymore, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he just said in a low voice: "Let Zhenjun Ji deal with it."

The sword field spread out.

Shao Ping Ju was almost going crazy, he couldn't believe that his master would lose.When he found Ji Jiexing walking towards him, he didn't cry and beg, but resentfully asked Ji Jiexing to kill him.

That's right, for a monk, it would be better to kill him if he wants to abolish his dantian.

But Ji Zhaixing didn't even show any emotion or embarrassment on his face.

There was no hesitation.

Ping Jushao was nearly confused, and said indiscriminately: "You Yu Shuizong, are you going to be an enemy of Jinghua Dao?"

Yihui has no strength left, otherwise he really wants to give Pingjudao another slap to shut him up.

The eyes of the other monks fell on Yihui, as if they were shining brightly, which made him lose the dignity of the power of the golden core.

Ji Zhaoxing remained unmoved.

His expression was peaceful, as if he was just doing something ordinary.

With a wave of his hand, a beam of real energy penetrated into Pingju Shao's dantian, stirred like a sharp blade, just like the blow he gave Qi Baifan.

A very foul smell came out.

Ji Zhaixing's pace paused slightly, his eyes fell on Ping Jushao's dantian injury, his gaze was slightly concentrated, and he looked at it for a while.

What flowed out from Pingju Shao's wound was a shriveled black semi-fluid that looked like a vaguely human shape, but only inches long from the palm of his hand.

Thinking back to his current mood, it was no better than when he learned that Ji Zhaoxing was in the Golden Core Stage.

Cultivators with sharp eyesight saw such a strange scene and started talking about it.

"What kind of dirty things are flowing out of his dantian?"

"I can see it, it's a bit, vomit—"

Ping Jushao's face seemed to be a piece of wood, he went to hold down the thing flowing out of the dantian wound, but when his hand touched it, it was melted into white bones, but he didn't feel it.

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Today's cold forest sword test was just a match, so it ended for some reason.

However, although there was only one match, the golden core match later was enough for many monks to learn from it. It was a once-in-a-century encounter, and it was enough to make them feel that their trip was worthwhile.

Ji Jiexing was going to Bu Mengzong's medical training garden, and he was accompanied by two Jindan elders, one was Bu Mengzong, and the other was Yihui.

Meaning the whole journey back to the elder, neither footsteps nor mouth stopped.

He was thanking and apologizing, occasionally showing hatred and gloomy eyes, but he was less focused on that Pingju.

——The situation in Pingju Shao's dantian, even a blind man can't pretend that he didn't see it.He came out as soon as he was tortured with the soul-stirring technique. It turned out that he had obtained a secret method, and he could train other monks' Taoism into the dantian, and he could take away their cultivation base and root bones.

Ping Ju Shao trained a total of eleven people to go in, not demon cultivators, more demons.Because all the disciples he selected were those with some aptitude but came from poor backgrounds, and no one had noticed them all these years.

This is simply a shocking scandal.It is conceivable that the reputation of Jinghuadao will not be good for a long time.

Yihui also endured and endured, so he did not kill Pingju Shao on the spot, but let him be escorted to Jinghuadao, and the whole story of this matter will be tried, and the lingering poisons involved must not be let go.

As for Ji Jiexing who brought this matter up, he couldn't show any anger, otherwise he is the master of Pingju Shao, and he would have been implicated by him. If you don't do such unconscionable things, it will really ruin your reputation.

What's more, Yihui originally intended to repair with Ji Zaixing. After all, it is definitely not a good thing to be an enemy of him.

Ji Zhaixing still had such a calm and indifferent expression amidst the gratitude and apology that he returned.

Speaking of which, he was actually a little dazed at that moment.

...Fortunately, no sword was used at the time.

Ji Zhaixing arrived at the Medical Cultivation Garden with such confused thoughts.

Qi Baishan was seriously injured.

Even if he killed Ping Jushao, it would not be able to restore the wound he suffered.

Ji Zhaixing stood by the couch, his brows and eyes lowered, he was probably thinking about something.As the chief culprit, Elder Yihui, the master, also sensibly stopped talking.

Qi Baifan is always trying to be cute in front of Ji Zhuixing, as if he can't calm down for a moment - but the quiet appearance now is really not a good thing.

The doctor in charge of the treatment said: "You Daoist Qi is still in a coma, and he is using the aura in his body to build the altar, and his dantian is damaged, so it is extremely difficult for this aura to gather..."

Yihui asked: "Need to take panacea?"

It's difficult for the doctor to practice: "I'm afraid the effect will be very little. Qi Daoyou is unconscious and cannot use the elixir."

Ji Zhaixing: "Please tell me, fellow Taoist, what should be done."

Doctor Xiu said: "If you can take the essence and blood of the foundation-building monks, you may be able to wake up."

This blood essence refers to the heart blood full of true essence and cultivation base. It can be transformed into spiritual energy when it is ingested. It can be taken even in a coma, but it will damage the monk who provided the blood essence.

In fact, in the Cangdian Pavilion of the Dark Spirit Sword Sect, Ji Jiexing has seen several pills that take effect like a monk's blood essence, which is much better than directly using the essence blood medicine, but it is too late to refine it now.He then asked: "Is the blood essence of the Jindan cultivator available?"

The doctor was really surprised, and even stammered: "Nature, nature is better..."

Yihui was startled, wondering if Ji Zhaoxing wanted him to take blood?

Hey, his cultivation.Turning his mind back, he didn't have to ask Ji Zhaixing, and said proactively: "Then use mine."

Ji Zhaixing glanced at him lightly.

For some reason, Yihui felt a subtle dislike in that look.

Ji Zhaixing said: "I'll come."

Meaning: "Ji Zhenjun don't need to be polite to me..."

Ji Zhaixing narrowed his eyes slightly: "My junior brother is not willing."

Meaning: "..."