Atypical Survival [Quick Transmigration]

A night of exhaustion, drowsiness, and sound sleep.

In the blue night sky, there is a crescent moon overlapping, faintly appearing.Under the cold white moonlight, the lightly dressed monks walked slowly. Before they took a few steps, they fell limply in the dense jungle, crushed the plump and ripe berries, and the sound of breathing gradually became quieter.

Ji Zhaixing staggered a little.

He seemed to be unable to resist this wonderful drowsiness, his dark eyelashes drooping, like a fluttering butterfly that was startled away.

... back to the night?

Here we go again.

Both the night wind and the moonlight brushed over Jianxiu's cheeks, like a gentle caress.

Ji Zhaixing returned to that path again.

There were still those dormant beasts around him, and Ji Zhaixing still clearly remembered the scene three days ago, and almost thought that time was turning back now, and this coincident opportunity was broken.

"Xuan Xuan."

Ji Zhuixing heard a slight sigh behind him, and then his shoulders sank.

The delicate and beautiful young man, especially with animal ears and tail, rushed over. His two slender white hands hung on Ji Zhuixing's slender neck, and his strength was so heavy that it could crush a house; he was very satisfied , rubbing against Ji Zhaixing's back.

A piece of the back that was rubbed hurts.

Ji Zhaixing: "..."

Good weight.

"Mi." The boy let out a cute sound, looking like he wanted to lick the black-haired monk's exposed soft skin again.

Then the weight on the shoulders melted, and the boy was lifted up again.The man who was holding Huxuan was handsome and taller than before, almost scolding the monster that had just turned into a human and didn't know how to behave.

"Don't be rude."

Although Ji Zhaixing basically gave up resisting the monsters hanging on him, the man's actions still helped him reduce the burden. When he turned around, it was indeed that familiar face.

Now against the backdrop of the moonlight, Yun Shu looked more refined and elegant. He looked in a good mood, and he was still holding the wriggling little beast in his hand.

"Why am I here?"

"Are you here again?"

The two asked questions at the same time, and fell into silence at the same time.

Yun Shu looked down, lowered his eyes a little guilty, and said slowly: "...I don't know why you are here, but I can send you back."

The moonlight fell on Ji Zhuixing's shoulders, and when he lowered his head slightly, he could see his snow-white and soft neck, and his slender collarbone hidden in the white collar.

Ji Zhaixing also fell into a delicate emotion towards Yun Shu, who seemed to have no temper and could be rubbed at will.

"Thank you." Ji Zhuixing paused, his dark eyes full of seriousness, "What do I need to do?"

Yun Shu was startled for a moment, only to realize that Ji Zaixing probably took what he said as a condition of exchange.

"You don't have to..."

Ji Zhaixing said: "It's all here."

Yun Shu: "..." He thought for a while in embarrassment, and then tentatively suggested: "You teach Xuanxuan how to speak? He has never spoken human language."

Waiting obediently, blending like a shadow into the non-existent ferocious beast among them, at this moment, he raised his head and looked at Ji Zhuixing with those ice blue eyes, and gave a faint "Mi".

The black-haired sword repairman stared at the beast in Yun Shu's hand coldly, then squatted down, and spoke to a beast calmly.

Yun Shu saw Ji Jiexing's leaning posture, with his hair scattered like ink, and he suddenly felt that this posture seemed a little strange.

He put Huxuan down immediately.

Xuanxuan let out a loud "Mi" in defiance.

Suddenly affected, Ji Zhaixing looked up at Yun Shu strangely.This angle is really subtle, and Yun Shu saw Ji Zhaixing's porcelain white collarbone and bright red lips that were buried quietly in his clothes at a glance.

Very thick and colorful, like a ghost that can suck human energy.

Yun Shu's fair face instantly turned completely red and felt a little hot.He took two steps back, really restrained, as if the Ji Zhaoxing in front of him was the beast that would devour people.

Ji's method of picking stars is really boring, but Xuan Ai followed suit, and after a while, he changed from a beast who only knows "mi" to a few human words one after another.

And Yun Shu was always on the sidelines, quietly and reservedly, looking at Ji Zhaixing for a long time.

until dawn.

When the black-haired monk woke up, the dark spirit disciple beside him was still asleep.Ji Zhaixing confirmed that they had never had the disease of leaving the soul, so he woke them up.

When Lu Dengming opened his eyes and saw Ji Zhaoxing, his mind went dull for a while.His face was a little red, and it took him a while to wake up from the haze. This is not the fellow Daoist Ji he saw in his dream.

"how do I……"

The monks woke up one after another.

Only then did Lu Dengming confirm it: "Last night...it seemed to be back to Suhui Ye again."

It can be traced back to the night once a month, and it has been only three days since the last time.

There are more dark spirit disciples who woke up and fell into a daze.

There are strange changes in the spiritual realm, but they don't know anything about it.

·

Ji Zhaixing came to the "dream" for the third time.

Yun Shu looked slightly surprised.

"This time, I would like to ask you to help teach Xuan Xuan how to act in a human form."

……

"I want to know about the outside world of cultivation."

……

"Thank you. Xuanxuan misses you very much. When you are not around, he changes back to his animal form."

Going back to the night again and again, Yun Shu is always here waiting for Ji Zhaixing.He probably sensed Ji Zhuixing's indifference and self-restraint, he didn't get too close, and cautiously kept the scope of communication.

The shortest interval between the arrival of the backtracking night is two days, and the longest interval is seven days.It's good to pick up the stars in the future, but at night, they just tease the monsters in rigid form, but those dark spirit disciples have been suppressed to the edge.

After all, it's okay to have a nightmare once every few days, even if the cultivator's mental toughness is different from ordinary people, he can't stand being tortured by all kinds of terrifying monsters in his dreams from time to time.

What's more, the abnormality of the spiritual realm is the biggest crisis.

Under consideration, Lu Dengming decided to return to the exit ahead of time and leave the spiritual domain.Naturally, he also informed Ji Jiexing of his decision, and wanted to personally send Ji Jiexing back to Wujingmen's camp, and inform the elders of the sect about the accident. It was really difficult to continue searching for the secret treasure.

Ji Zhaixing kept his expression on his face.

But he was already thinking about how to separate from Lu Dengming.

He can't go back yet.

The successive and very frequent backtracking to the night finally triggered the anxiety of the monsters.

This place is near the edge of the spiritual domain, and Lu Dengming never expected to be ambushed by monsters in the Nascent Soul stage.

—even more than one.

Entrenched in the soft swamp, three monster snakes that looked like dragons but not dragons crawled out to attack, and the stench of saliva dripped on the ground, corroding most of the branches and leaves.They obviously coveted the blood of the monks more than the flesh and blood of the monsters near the lair.

Among the group of people, Lu Dengming was the tallest, but there was only one person in the end, and facing the three companion monsters was not an easy task.Even killing them will take some time.

What's more, the three monster snakes seem to have the ability to communicate with each other, two of them entangled Lu Dengming, and the other went to those golden core monks who were relatively low in cultivation but still had a lot of love.

The basilisk has a ferocious shape, but its body is covered with a layer of shining silver scales, which cannot be invaded by gold or wood.When it opened its mouth, the scarlet inside was exposed, and the scarlet flesh remained on the sharp teeth. Although it was bulky, it moved swiftly, like a dragon lying on its back lurking in the water.

The black-haired sword cultivator had calm eyes, and the long sword in his hand was half unsheathed. His dark eyes reflected the ferocious appearance of the monster snake, and he waited to lie dormant.

Even though the disciples of the Dark Spirit Sect knew that Ji Zhaixing was not a Golden Core cultivation base, they still subconsciously took a step closer to him.

The monster is close at hand.

When Ji Zhaixing was about to unleash his sword, he paused for a moment and turned his head to look into the distance.

——A sword light slashed from a distance, like a sharp blade capturing a soul, the scenery is incomparable.With just one blow, the scales of the monster snake were broken, and it was crushed into fly ash along with the blood of the monster's bones.

One of the accompanying monsters was dead, and it became easier for Lu Dengming to kill the remaining two.After he finished dealing with it, when he turned around, he found someone coming, slightly stunned: "Uncle Yun."

The dark spirit disciples beside him were also surprised and joyful, and said one after another, "I can meet Uncle Yun!"

For some reason, Ji Jiexing thought of Yun Shu when he heard this name.

It was quickly rejected again.

The man who just drew the sword has already approached. He has a pale and handsome face, dressed in a white and gold robe, and said with a slight smile: "Dengming, I didn't expect to meet you here." It seems that he should be close to Lu Dengming .

Ji Jiexing looked at the man who appeared and the sword in his hand, for some reason, he felt familiar.

It wasn't until Lu Dengming tidied up his clothes a little and bowed forward, calling him "Uncle Yunliu" respectfully, that Ji Zaixing didn't know where this familiarity came from.

He is Yun Shu's most beloved disciple.

It is also the owner of the successor of Huawu Dao Bone.

Ji Zhaixing has never been with Yunliu before, but he only knows that he is the "protagonist" in the plot.Speaking of it, there is no prejudice, so when Zhenjun Yunliu glanced over, Ji Zhaixing was very calm as usual with the effect of the concealment technique, as if he had heard of Zhenjun Yunliu's reputation from afar before, and hadn't seen it before. Exceeding himself, it fits his current status.

Ji Zhaixing didn't expect that Yun Liu would take the initiative to ask him.

"Who is this?"

Lu Dengming replied for him: "He is a disciple of the Wujing Sect. He was separated from his fellow disciples, so he moved with his disciples."

Ji Zhaixing: "Yes."

Yunliu didn't care about Ji Zhaoxing's indifference, and had no objection to Lu Dengming bringing other disciples of the sect, but nodded slightly: "They are all members of the immortal sect, so they should watch out and help each other."

Yun Liu took the initiative to ask again: "You should know about the changes in the spiritual realm."

"Yes." Lu Dengming replied.

"This exit has also changed, it's not in the original gap," Yunliu saw the disciples' eyes wide open slightly, as if they were a little anxious, and said in relief, "Don't worry, just work together to find the exit." The reason why the hunting places of Izuyun Peak left, after all, they came from the same dark spirit sword sect, if something happened to one branch, it would be difficult to explain.

Lu Deng knew in his heart that Uncle Yunliu was still careful, so they hit it off.

He seemed to have thought of something, and asked, "Is Senior Tang also with Uncle Yun?"

"nature."

·

Ji Zhaoxing realized that he hadn't realized for a while that the "Senior Tang" that Lu Dengming was talking about...was actually Tang Huaimeng.

It's not embarrassing.

In fact, during the days when Ji Zhaixing stayed in the Dark Spirit Sword Sect, Tang Huaimeng was a relatively familiar person, and he didn't have any quarrels; Tang Huaimeng even let him go once when he was chasing after him.

But the relationship is not bad, and it's not much better.

At best, it was a very unexpected coincidence.

Maybe Tang Huaimeng has almost forgotten all those past events.

In order to avoid embarrassing and unnecessary "recognition", Ji Zhaixing is going to be reticent, but fortunately he is not too talkative on weekdays, and he doesn't appear to be particularly deliberate.

Compared to before, Eldest Young Master Tang seemed to have suddenly grown taller and thinner. He looked desolate and unapproachable.

And when Lu Dengming's dark spirit disciples came back, it was probably because Ji Zhaixing, an unfamiliar face, was too conspicuous—or maybe he was too "surprising" in the world of beauties in the world of self-cultivation. Tang Huaimeng's His gaze fell on Ji Jiexing.

Unexpectedly, he is interested in Ji Zhai Xing.

Although it is still so cold, it looks clean under the eyes.

Lu Dengming knew that this Master Tang was much more difficult than Master Yunliu to some extent, if he spoke now, he wanted to drive away Ji Xing and not allow strange disciples to accompany them, he would not be surprised at all.

So he took the initiative to report back, not telling the truth as he did to Yunliu, but slightly modified: "This is a friend of the younger generation. He was separated from his fellow disciples, so he followed my action for the time being."

No matter how cold-blooded Tang Huaimeng was, he still wouldn't be able to drive away Lu Dengming's connections.

"Friend?" Tang Huaimeng repeated, with a weak voice, "Come here."

He said it to Ji Zhuixing.

Ji Jiexing also noticed that the current Tang Huaimeng is a bit strange...it is not as arrogant as it was when they met in the Dark Spirit Sword Sect, but also pure, kind and lovely.

The black-haired sword cultivator walked over in silence.

His eyebrows were downcast, and his expression was not very soft - after all, now that Ji Zhuixing was thinking, if Tang Huaimeng let him leave, it would be another favor.

Tang Huaimeng half closed her eyes, her expression was lazy, but her hand touched Ji Jiexing's cheek.

There is nothing ambiguous about such an intimate gesture, at least Ji Zhuixing is very clear that he is testing whether he has used illusion on his face - but he is very keen.

Lu Dengming's eyes darkened slightly.

Tang Huaimeng asked lazily again, "What's your name?"

"Ji Xing."

Suddenly, Tang Huaimeng froze slightly, his strength in his hands lost proportion slightly, pinching Ji Zaixing's face flushed.