Atypical Survival [Quick Transmigration]

The process of picking Buddha's talk flowers was very smooth, the monster was still in a deep sleep, and there was no "despicable" human monk who had already picked up the spiritual grass protected by its sharp scales.

Late makes changes, and Lu Dengming's speed is very fast.When he rushed back to the territory where the Dark Spirit Sword Sect was resting and stationed, he saw that several fellow sects were standing there as before, and the firelight illuminated the way they came from. Lu Dengming immediately felt relieved as if he had found his home.

They are all safe and sound.

The side cheeks of "Ji Xing" looked especially quiet and delicate under the light of the fire.As Lu Dengming walked over, he smelled a strong smell of blood, thought it was left over from the day, and didn't care.

He only mentioned that the elixir had been taken back smoothly, and then looked at Ji Zhaixing.

"Fellow Daoist Ji..." Lu Dengming had just opened his mouth when he noticed that his fellow disciples were looking over, their eyes were deep and deep, like fireflies floating in the middle of the night, focused and a little sad.

Lu Dengming paused.

Although he is also the focus of everyone on weekdays, no one has stared at him with such a strange gaze, which is a little strange.

Fortunately, "Ji Xing" is still as usual.The black-haired swordsman turned his head slightly, showed him a slight smile, and asked him in a calm voice if his trip went well this time.Lu Dengming seemed to be appeased all of a sudden, and described how huge and terrifying the monster guarding the spirit grass was very verbose and vivid.

Other dark spirit disciples: "..."

Brother, we feel that the person sitting next to you may be more terrifying than the monster you mentioned.

At dawn, they walked a little further towards the center of the spiritual domain.

Those wild monsters who seemed to have lost their sanity were still lying in ambush on both sides, waiting for an opportunity to attack.

Lu Dengming recited the spiritual art silently, making the magic weapon almost fight in and out among the monsters.He stayed by Ji Jiexing's side again, not letting the danger get any further.Occasionally, when encountering steeper terrain, he would stay by Ji Zhaixing's side as usual, and said very gently: "Fellow Ji, be careful where you step, this place is very steep, don't get hurt—"

Fang Jian couldn't help but "tsk".

That was loud.

Lu Dengming's face darkened slightly: "Junior Brother Jian, don't be rude to Fellow Daoist Ji!"

Fang Jian: "...OK."

Brother, I'm not being rude to Fellow Daoist Ji, I'm being rude to you!

What kind of situation have you forced a combat-type swordsman into?

Lu Dengming didn't realize that those disciples preferred to stand next to Ji Xing when the monsters made a surprise attack, as if it felt more secure this way.

The Dark Spirit Sword Sect probably has a deep understanding of this spiritual domain, and even brought Ji Zhaixing to record eight or nine points on the edge map.

But not enough.

He never saw Qi Baishan and the others. Either this group of disciples hid themselves too well, or their luck was really bad, and they landed in...the inner area of ​​the spiritual realm.

Even the edge of the spiritual domain is full of dangers for this group of disciples who are no taller than the Foundation Establishment. If they are in the inner domain as soon as they show up, that is a truly unsolvable dead end.

Ji Zhaixing was so calm and almost indifferent to this situation.

As long as he didn't see the body, he wouldn't leave.From the moment he stepped into the spiritual domain, Ji Zhaixing had prepared for the worst.

The night fell, and two crescent moons hung on the top of the spiritual field. It seemed that it was the same as usual, a night that couldn't be calmer——

If it weren't for Lu Dengming's restless expression and the uneasy atmosphere in the team, it would have been like this.

Lu Dengming took out all the talisman instruments in the Sumeru Ring, and spread the magic circle around him, his expression was much more cautious than any other day.

Ji Zhaixing stood aside, without asking, but followed the fingertips of Lu Dengming's spells.As soon as Lu Dengming turned his head, he saw it, and even felt that the slightly dazed appearance of "Ji Xing" was quite cute.

"Fellow Daoist Ji came to Lingyu for the first time, right? You shouldn't know..." Before Lu Dengming could finish speaking, the conversation was cut off.Fang Jian's eyes were bright, and she approached very attentively and said, "Every month, there will be a very special day in the spiritual realm, called the back-to-back night, and all the creatures in the spiritual realm will fall asleep, such as us monks, Naturally, it also includes those monsters and spirits."

Ji Jiexing asked softly: "Those monsters will also fall into a coma?"

"It should be," Fang Jian said. "After all, I have never heard of anyone waking up at the back of the night, and the monk next to him was eaten."

Being robbed of the opportunity to talk to "Ji Xing", Lu Dengming was a little annoyed for some reason, he knocked on Fang Jian's forehead, and said indifferently: "Then you must take precautions, otherwise I'm afraid you will do this ancient and modern no .1."

Lu Dengming turned to Ji Zhaixing again, and his tone was softer: "Cultivators are sleeping at night, and they will dream of some terrible things-you have to remember that it is in a dream, don't be afraid."

……

Remember that is in the dream state.

When Ji Zhaixing looked up and saw the third crescent moon in the sky, he almost couldn't tell whether it was a harbinger of the coming of the backtracking night, or he had already fallen into a dream.

The white-clothed swordsman drooped his eyelashes, and stood up amidst the silence and the occasional breathing of creatures.

Lu Dengming, the Fang brothers, and the Dark Spirit Sect disciples all melted silently beside them like snow falling on their palms.Unconsciously, Ji Jiexing lifted his black sheath sword and walked into the path extending deep into the spiritual realm.

He was a little unclear why he had to move forward.It seems that he has been summoned by some kind, and there is a treasure in front of him that attracts him very much.

On both sides of the path, those dormant monsters poked their heads out quietly, but only let out two howls before curling up again, like little beasts trapped in a lair.

Ji Zhaixing walked forward step by step.

His black hair was like a waterfall, and his white clothes were like snow. He held a long sword in his hand, like a wisp of his soul, and the concealment technique also failed.

Ji Jiexing vaguely noticed that the monster beast dormant by the roadside had the cultivation base of Yuan Ying's initial stage at the last time.Therefore, every part of his body is in a state of extreme alert, the position of the scabbard fitting in the palm of his hand is very perfect, and he can pull out and kill at the fastest speed - but those monsters have always maintained a close relationship with him. A fairly cautious distance.

Xiu seemed afraid of scaring this person.

Above the sky, three crescent moons almost merged into one.

The trees moved, the shadows under the bleak moonlight were elongated, and the darkness quietly occupied a large area of ​​the ground. Huge monsters came rushing from behind, and the hunting wind caused by it made Ji Zhuixing want to pretend that he hadn't. Can't even hear it.

He turned around, spiritual energy gathered on the edge of the long sword, his body was one step faster than his spiritual consciousness, and he cut through the sky in front of him, and then fell into a ball of fur.

The fierce sword that drank a lot of blood seemed to suddenly become greedy for life and fear of death. It slid on the fur of the monster, and then bounced away.

Ji Zhaixing: "..."

He could sense that the cultivation of this monster was probably higher than that of Nascent Soul.

The monster has already revealed its full appearance.Unlike all kinds of grotesque beasts in the demon world, not only is it not fierce, it even looks a little cute.The snow-white and soft fur quivered slightly under the moonlight, and the eyes were round like cubs, ice blue in color, with a pink three-petal mouth.At this time, the mouth had come closer, sniffed Ji Jiexing's body, and then opened——

Like this kind of fierce beast, it has always been necessary to eat blood to be so strong. Ji Zaixing quickly recited the Mu Yu Jue to defend against it, but saw that the monster did not swallow him whole, but used a stick with soft thorns to defend him. Tongue, licked.

He almost wanted to lick Ji Zhaoxing's whole body.

Although Mu Yushu resisted the attack, he couldn't resist licking, and the skirt of his clothes was filled with moisture.

Immediately afterwards, the monster fell to the ground, revealing its white and soft fur, rolled on the ground, and rubbed against Ji Jiexing's body.

With such a big one, Ji Zhuixing staggered a bit when he was rubbed against it, and even had to use spells to stabilize his pace so as not to be knocked down.

The monster was especially dissatisfied, and changed many postures, but only a little fluff was able to rub against the arms of the young sword cultivator, and immediately howled a few times aggrieved.

Ji Zhaixing: "..."

The monster looked like it really wanted to stuff its entire beast into Ji Jiexing's arms. After a little effort, it clung to Ji Jiexing's body, its body shrunk, its limbs elongated, and its snow-white fur became soft. The smooth silver cloth turned into a human figure exactly like the black-haired Swordsman.

The monster raised its eyes, and there were some ears and tails that belonged to beasts, so they were raised up like this, and rolled happily into the arms of the young sword cultivator, rubbing back and forth, and at the same time let out a happy "Mi".

Ji Zhaixing took two steps back unbearably: "..."

Although it looks cute and cute, it is still the weight of a prototype, so deadly that it dropped the saber that Ji Zhuixing hit, and there were light blue bruises on his wrist.

It was probably at this time that Ji Zhuixing heard a human voice coming from a distance. The voice of that person was clear and smooth, as if there was a hint of shock.

"Xuan, have you transformed?"

Ji Zhaixing felt that this voice seemed somewhat familiar.

The figure walked over quietly, and immediately slipped away from the transformed monster.

He was pinching the neck of the monster, as if it was very light, and the beast was paddling in the air with its hands and feet. At first glance, this movement seemed a little weird and funny——

Ji Zhaixing raised his head slightly, and saw a handsome man with silver hair.

He picked up the sword from the side almost subconsciously, and then pointed the blade at the opponent, his black pupils were slightly darkened, full of vigilance and indifference.

Ji Zhaoxing did not expect to see him here.

"Cloud sparse."

he said softly.

The man opposite seemed to be taken aback.

Although he also has silver hair as white as frost and snow, and black eyes that seem to be indifferent to all living beings, his face is almost exactly the same as that of ancestor Yun Shu.But his reaction was indeed more ups and downs than Yun Shu's, but he seemed very friendly.

The man even tilted his head slightly, looked at Ji Zhaixing, and smiled: "Is this the name you gave me?"

His eyes brightened: "I will be called Yun Shu from now on."

That face, that tone of voice... really made Ji Zhuixing feel a little weird.

But that Elder Yun Shu, if he saw him, he would either give him a sword or treat him like dust.There is no need to care about it at all, and there is no need to lie to him by pretending not to know him.

Ji Zhaixing even began to consider the possibility of Yun Shu's amnesia - but this possibility is also very small, he really can't think of any crisis that would make a distracted true monarch appear in front of him so unprepared.

Ji Zhaixing withdrew his sword, and instead of answering the man's words, he asked instead: "Where is this?"

Yun Shu was startled.

He didn't seem to know how to reject people at all, and replied dully: "I don't know."

"I've been here since I was conscious."

It has been here for thousands of years, ten thousand years.

After being patted lightly by the man, the monster named Huxuan that was struggling in the man's hands, put away its fangs and claws, and gave a very soft "Mi" to look at Ji Zhaoxing with moist eyes. .

"You are the first person I met here, Xiu." He added gently: "And you also made Huxuan transform into a human form - he has been reluctant to change into a human form, because he thinks people are ugly. It's strange. After seeing you, I seem to feel pretty good again."

"To thank you, I can fulfill your request..."

Ji Zhaixing said: "Send me out of here."

Yun Shu was stunned.

For some reason, when he saw Ji Jiexing's cold and distant expression, he suddenly felt strangely uncomfortable.

It seemed that this person should have been gentle and considerate to him, gentle and tender.

Instead of being like this now, it's like getting tired of looking at him even more.

He looked at Ji Zhaixing, swallowed back the words asking his name, and replied softly: "...Okay."

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Big dream.

When Ji Jiexing opened his eyes, he still clearly remembered what happened last night, such as the monster that turned into a human, and the man who looked like Yun Shu.

Some monks around him have already woken up, such as Lu Dengming; some monks are waking up one after another, and Fang Jian is complaining loudly: "Why did we bump into Su Huiye, I hate it to death."

"I dreamed that I was hunted down by Moxiu all night, and I was exhausted from running."

"In my dream, I was swallowed alive by monsters, and chewed into pieces—hiss, it hurts like hell, why do I feel that my body still hurts?"

"You don't know, last night..."

"Fellow Daoist Ji," Lu Dengming came over and sat down beside him, "What did you dream about? I saw that you looked bad, why don't you take two soul-suppressing pills?"

Could it be that Yun Shu was his terrible nightmare?Ji Zhaoxing thought.

But although he had some conflicts with Yun Shu that were neither embarrassing nor embarrassing, it was not to the extent that he was afraid of him.

"I dreamed that I was chased by a monster and took a bite," Ji Zaixing said, "You don't have to worry, Fellow Daoist Lu."

But none of them expected that the second round of retracing the night would come very soon.