Atypical Survival [Quick Transmigration]

The third villa owner was introspecting, but he didn't realize that Ji Jiexing was approaching.

The owner of the small villa looked at his three elder brothers, reconfirmed that Ji Ranzheng was not injured except for the horrible blood stains on his body, and then leaned out to look at Jiaolong.

The Jiaolong struggled fiercely, the black scales almost turned up, like thin and sharp blades, and blood oozes from the base of the scales, full of fishy smell.Ji Zhaixing took a few steps forward, and put his index finger in the middle of the dragon's head. The monster that was still struggling and rolling just now suddenly became quiet and limply slumped on the ground.In the eyes of those who don't know, it was just a touch by Ji Zaixing that made the black-scaled flood dragon surrender, very obedient.

But in fact, it was Ji Jiexing's fingertips that collected the true essence, which flowed into the little Jiaolong's body along the formula.It not only helped Xiaolong suppress the pain in his body, but also served as a restraining cage, preventing it from moving and messing around.

Seeing this scene, the third owner frowned slightly.It's not about Ji Zha Xing, but rather dislikes that Jiaolong, "This monster is dirty, don't touch Zhai Xing with your own hands..."

"Third brother," Ji Zhuixing didn't hear clearly, looked up at him, and smiled, his loose black hair was blown by the wind, like a gorgeous silk hanging down, "I'm very surprised."

"..."

In the heart of the third owner, it was like fireworks exploding from the bottom of his heart.Immediately, the troubles and regrets just disappeared without a trace, and he was even a little shy that others could not see, and he only said calmly: "As long as you like it."

Although his face was calm, Ji Ranzheng even walked more briskly. He wanted to walk in front of Ji Jiexing to see if the younger brother whom he missed had grown taller recently, whether he had gained some flesh, and whether he was still thin Ling shook his bones - but saw the younger brother take a step back slightly.

Ji Zhaixing looked at his brother's expression of astonishment for a moment, held back a smile, and said tactfully: "Brother is running all the way, let's clean up and rest first."

Immortal cultivators, especially at Ji Ranzheng's cultivation level, have long been free from dust, but the dragon's blood is extremely difficult to dissolve, and it can't be cleaned off with magic.The smell on Ji Ranzheng's body is really strong now, and Ji Zhuixing's reminder is also very tactful.

The third villa owner replied solemnly: "Okay."

There was no fluctuation on his face, but in Ji Zhuixing's eyes, he could read the meaning of grievance.So the little farmer stepped forward again, and stroked his brother's black hair lightly like rubbing an animal cub.

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At the beginning of winter, the ordinary people closed the windows and doors, lit the hot stoves, and some households boiled hot dumplings for sharing. The cold plateau has already had frost and snow.

For the cultivation world, this is even more meaningful, and it is a day worthy of many great powers leaving the palace.But it has nothing to do with the solar terms, because once the beginning of winter is over, it is a coming-of-age ceremony for the small owner of Xianshanzhuang.

The position of Wenxian Villa in the realm of comprehension is extremely detached, and the masters of the first three generations are the last true immortals to ascend in the realm of comprehension.

There are countless Lingshi Mountains in the villa, and the family is extremely rich. The three villa owners have all become famous, and they are unfathomable powers in the cultivation world.It is the only aristocratic family that can compete with the Demon Dao Blood Killing Alliance, so even those demon cultivators who are extremely frenzied and close to madness will temporarily avoid the edge of Asking Xianshanzhuang.Looking at the cultivation world, even if there are monks who do not come to please Wenxian Villa, no one will dare to offend it.

Wenxian Villa has always kept a low profile, except for the youngest owner, who always inspires people.

Those monks naturally knew the rules, and they would never let go of this opportunity to make friends with Wenxian Villa.

As early as January, congratulatory gifts were sent to the villa one after another.

A thousand-year-old single-attribute spirit bead, an elixir that can revive human flesh and bones, and a spiritual space the size of an island... Even from the critical point of view of Wenxian Villa, these gifts are by no means perfunctory.

There are also some great sects who already have some friendship with Wenxian Villa, so they choose to give congratulatory gifts on the day of the coming-of-age ceremony-naturally, the value of such gifts will never be underestimated, and it is related to the appearance of the sect if they are displayed in public .

And Yu Ji picked up the star saying that the first impressive gift he received on his adult day was probably a bowl of longevity noodles made by his elder brother himself from Lingmai Lingquan.

This is the rule of mortals, and it is said that it means smooth sailing and blessings in the future.

Dazhuang Master brought it with a straight face, but Ji Zhuixing knew who it was from at a glance.

... In the end, he is asking if there is such a cook in Xianshanzhuang, even if it is only for the disciples of the fixed Qi period, I am afraid that he will be kicked out long ago, so how can he be presented to him.

The bowl of Longevity Noodles was only about three chopsticks long, and Ji Zhuixing finished it slowly and drank the soup to the bottom.

The taste is just like his appearance, it's really not that good.It's just that Ji Zhuixing raised his head and saw his brother's look of anticipation, and he couldn't help laughing.

"It tastes good." Ji Zhuixing deliberately teased him, "Which cook made this, transfer him to my Zhaixing Residence?"

If the big owner of the first sentence has not heard anything, but the latter sentence is also known, Ji Zhuixing probably knows who made the noodles, so he deliberately teased him.Unavoidably, his face flushed slightly, but he still maintained the demeanor of a big village owner, and said after a while: "Nonsense."

However, the tone was so intimate that it was hard to hear the meaning of punishment.

Of course, Ji Furu could not punish this younger brother, and before leaving with an empty bowl, he still remembered to straighten his hair crown before leaving.

At noon, the four villa owners rarely gathered together to celebrate in private.

At night, Wenxian Villa was officially opened to the outside world, and monks and guests from all walks of life with invitations were allowed to enter.The ability to communicate for a while will not lose to any grand event in the cultivation world.

Ji Zhaixing changed into a newly made Yunxia Brocade Clothes, tied a cold jade crown, and wore the Fengming Sword of the magic weapon handed down from Wenxian Villa, and sat on the main seat.Any monk who came to congratulate him could get a glimpse of the demeanor of this small village owner.

Really not weaker than his elder brother, he has just turned eighteen today, and he is already at the peak of Zhiwei Realm, two years earlier than when the original master Ji Furu reached the Zhiwei Realm.

There is also one point that the visitors remember deeply, that is, this little village owner... has a particularly outstanding appearance.

Although in the world of comprehension, there are countless people who have true energy to improve their skin and body, and are beautiful; but the owner of Ji Xiaozhuang is definitely the most aura person they have seen throughout the years. The beauties are all compared to the ordinary ones.

This kind of beauty may become a disaster if it falls on others, and only asking about the identity of the owner of Xianshan Villa can prevent this beauty from becoming a misfortune.

Even knowing that the owner of the small villa will never move his "mortal heart", the eyes of countless female cultivators inadvertently fell on Ji Jiexing, their faces flushed red.The male cultivator didn't belong to the spiritual mind, and he could overturn the spirit wine when he toasted, which was caused by the man's elegance, and his mood was in a mess.

The first time the owner of Wenxian Villa showed up, he was so graceful that he disturbed many people's hearts.And his temperament seems to be very gentle and refined, much easier to get along with than his brothers with strange temperaments.

As soon as the auspicious time came, all the monks sat down to have a banquet, and offered congratulatory gifts to the owner of the small village one after another.

A certain sect presented one hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones and a ninth-grade spirit vein, which already made everyone admire their pride; the next second, they saw that the golden lotus from another family entered the ancient cave, and it had already produced three buds. It is even more enviable.

Of course, no matter how hard they worked, they finally got the upper hand. The most discussed by the monks was the congratulatory gift from the second master of Xianshanzhuang.Leaving aside the small items such as spirit stones and elixir, Ji Chen Feng actually gave Ji Zhaixing a fragment of a secret realm left over from ancient times, as a place of cultivation that belonged to him alone.Those monks were startled. Even if they asked Xianshanzhuang, it was hard for them to figure out how the second owner of the villa got such a god.

After Ji Chen Feng, there was the congratulatory gift from the three masters, Ji Ranzheng.

Ji Ranzheng just sat and waited, not at all worried that his congratulatory gift would be compared. With a flick of his sleeves, he waited for his disciple to present the cleanly washed black-scaled dragon.

But at this moment, a low-pitched laughter came from my ear, that laughter seemed to be infused with cultivation, and it was biased towards some kind of evil technique. , extremely irritable.

Some of the disciples who were weaker in cultivation and brought by the elders of the master sect already spit out a mouthful of blood in confusion.

"I've waited for so long, and I'm really anxious, so let me present a congratulatory gift to the little villa owner first, how about it?"

Hidden among the many visitors, the monk in a white cloak stood up.

That was the disciple of Lotus Mountain in the East Sea, a very eccentric sect who had been reclusive for a long time, and he had some friendship with Wenxian Villa, so he sent his disciples to congratulate him.

But at this moment, the cultivator took off his white cloak, and in an instant, there was a very strong smell of blood rushing towards his face, which also contained... a devilish aura.

It was a nun.

At this time, this female cultivator almost terrified the monks around her, and she scattered to the side in fear, almost using her hands and feet quickly, her eyes full of fear.

As long as this female nun has some experience, she is very aware of her vicious reputation.The former eldest lady of the Ji family in Tianshan, fell into the way of magic, killed thousands of monks and drank their blood to practice, she is an out-and-out witch.Later, she became the concubine of the leader of the Blood Slaughter League, helping the evildoers and practicing an evil puppet technique, and her hands were stained with countless blood.

And this demon girl, the person she hates the most is the former owner of Wenxian Villa. Naturally, she has bad intentions when she comes here this time.

The appearance of the female cultivator was revealed, which was different from the usual description of the demon cultivator by orthodox monks. Instead of having a green face and fangs and a hideous face, she was extremely beautiful and radiant.

At this time, she was full of smiles, her bright red lips parted, almost opening into a terrifying arc: "Don't worry, I'm not here to do evil, I'm here to congratulate the owner of the little villa—a congratulatory gift, ha, a congratulatory gift!"

She raised her hand, and the thin and thin figure beside her was pushed and knelt down on the ground. The white robe on her body was tilted away, as if some restriction had been lifted, and some bloody smell came from her body.

However, unlike the fishy smell that the woman had killed too many people, judging from the mottled bloodstains exposed on the white robe, it was because he had suffered too many injuries, which caused such a terrible smell.

The female nun's lips were even more cleft.

The pupils seemed to be slightly dilated, as if caught in extreme excitement.

"—A real fourth owner of Xianshan Villa. Is this a congratulatory gift from me, okay?"