Atypical Survival [Quick Transmigration]

The sect is festooned, and the everlasting lamp is lit, and the light falls on the person's cheeks, reflecting joyful expressions.

No one is more excited than the current Yushuizong disciples.

They, Yu Shuizong, have produced the only out-of-body power in the cultivation world today!

With the backing of absolutely powerful strength, Yu Shuizong is naturally not afraid of being envied and hated by others, so he throws a big banquet to congratulate him.Congratulatory gifts from various sects and some powerful monks almost filled the entire sect's inner treasury, and countless casual cultivators rushed to Yu Shuizong.Even the nearby Huaixing Dojo was also occupied by hundreds of Jindan powerhouses, preaching and celebrating, it seemed to be a feast for the entire cultivation world.

The enthusiasm of those cultivators from the outer sect even made the disciples of the Yushui sect have some doubts and doubts... "What are they happy about, Senior Brother Ji is not a cultivator of your sect".

But generally speaking, the Tribulation Crossing Celebration was held grandly and smoothly.

Ji Zhaoxing also appeared at the celebration.

According to his current cultivation, in fact, even Yu Shuizong's disciples have never thought about being able to see Senior Brother Ji.

After all, the coercion of the Nascent Soul stage is enough to scare many monks, let alone the legendary out-of-body cultivation.Therefore, most of the great powers practiced in closed doors in the depths of the sect or wandered in various secret realms.

It was probably because of Ji Zhaixing's precise control of the realm, or because of his own way, when the black-haired monk appeared, those Yushuizong disciples didn't even feel that Senior Brother Ji was any different from before.

It's just that the momentum is a little quieter. When he closed his eyes and bowed his head and stood aside, he was as quiet as if he had melted into the shadows.And once you notice him, those white skin and gorgeous lips are like a delicate image that has been drawn out, which is extremely unforgettable, and you can't move your eyes away no matter what.

Although it is unbelievable, judging from those Yushuizong disciples who are used to Ji Zhaixing's appearance and whose cheeks and nose are stained with crimson, what they are thinking now is definitely not the idea of ​​"Senior Brother Ji is so powerful that he can overcome the calamity and get out of his body". And most of it is the thought that "today's senior brother Ji looks even more beautiful" in his head, and he will be imprisoned by the master if he says this.

Ji Zhaixing seems to be in a good mood, with gentle brows and eyes, and a faint smile that seems to be absent.

The hundred-year-old Qingqiu wine was opened, and the rich aroma of the wine almost filled the entire main hall, and the sound of the wine falling into the jade cup was very clear.Even monks who don't like wine on weekdays can't help but comment on the lingering aroma of wine.

Tan Zongzhu couldn't restrain his excitement, and poured wine for Ji Zaixing, his eyes were slightly red.

The clear spirit wine is full of spiritual energy, which is a great tonic for monks to increase their cultivation—of course, it does not benefit the realm of Ji Zhaixing, but it will not hinder their cultivation.

Ji Zhaixing drank all the wine, and occasionally a little water leaked out, dyeing the lips into a brighter red color, like a flower waiting to be picked.On the white and soft cheeks, there also seemed to be a little thick color, such as a little grease that was applied inadvertently, which made his pale appearance a little more alive.

The black-haired sword cultivator was too obedient, he raised his glass without refusing to refuse, and drank most of the strong Qingqiu wine. If he hadn't had the ability to get out of his body, he might have passed out.

Tan Zongzhu was really drunk. He probably thought a lot recently, and he was a little bit frustrated. He sighed: "It's my master who has dragged you down, and I'm still at the Jindan stage... I want to find you a more powerful master." Honor, but I can’t think of anyone else who can teach you.”

His voice was very soft, probably because although he was drunk, he subconsciously didn't want to cause trouble for his apprentice.

"I always feel that I have dragged you down. Reaching for the stars, if you want to become a teacher..."

The clear wine dripped slightly, some of them rolled into beads, fell into Ji Zhuixing's collar, and slid down along the collarbone.Ji Zhaixing didn't seem to notice his mistake just now, he stood upright slightly, his spine was like a bamboo, and his black eyes were clearer than that of fine wine.

"Master," the young man's voice was indescribably low and hoarse under the strong alcohol, and he smiled, "You will always be my master."

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Near Yinshi.

The celebration wasn't over yet, but Ji Zhaixing had left.Sect Master Tan Shao sneaked out and took him to see the congratulatory gifts he received during the day.

The Zongku was opened, and there were a lot of objects inside, shining slightly with golden light.From the magic weapon to the elixir, the overflowing aura has transformed the inside of the Zongku from the storage area into a treasure land for cultivation.Tan Lang pursed his lips slightly, his expression was stern, and he could not see any emotional fluctuations.He moved sideways to make room, and handed the secret key to Ji Zhaixing.

"Go and have a look."

Ji Zhaixing gave a "hmm", and was a little surprised when he went in and saw the congratulatory gifts.

It is much more than he imagined, and it is also much more precious.

Tan Lang coughed uncomfortably, and said, "I gave you the dark red dowry box at the front."

Ji Zhaixing paused for a while, and those gentle smiles seemed to melt into his eyes.

"Thank you."

The black-haired swordsman probably wanted to take it apart now, but Tan Lang suddenly felt a little nervous, and he mumbled a vague "huh" before leaving early on the pretext of socializing.

Before he had gone far, Tan Lang bumped into a silver-haired kid head-on.

He was very impressed with this silver-haired boy—Jizhai Xing's only disciple, with a spoiled temper.

Tonight's celebration, because he didn't like many people, he didn't attend.At this time, he has a keen sense of smell, and he followed Ji Zhaixing's breath to find it.

It's as if you haven't been weaned yet.

Considering that the other party is unsophisticated, he probably didn't prepare any congratulatory gifts for Ji Zhaixing, which is really not likable.Tan Lang's hostility dissipated, and he subtly smiled at Xuan Xuan.

Huan Xuan was a little creepy, he simply ignored the other party and quickened his pace.As he wished, he found Ji Jiexing at the gate of Zongku, and opened his hand to rub into his arms.

Ji Zaixing turned around, held him down, and pointed to Xuanxuan's forehead.

Slightly feverish.

It's the same as the usual Ji Zhai Xing.

The black-haired monk lowered his head slightly and stared for a long time with lowered eyes.As if he just realized who the person in front of him was, he laughed lazily.

"Xuan Xuan."

He coaxed: "I'll make soup for you tomorrow, I'm a little sleepy, I need to rest."

In fact, how can Da Neng be sleepy during the out-of-body period?

Even Ji Zhuixing didn't expect that with his cultivation level, he would still get drunk.

It's just that he is not too noisy when he is drunk, but he is a little tired.Huanxuan looked at him with round eyes, suddenly turned into a giant beast, put Ji Jiexing on his back, and walked to the place where he usually lives.

Although his cultivation level was high, Huan Xuan had no thought of hiding himself at all, that is, his speed was too fast and there were few monks on the way, so no one noticed his identity as a monster.

Bringing Ji Zhaixing back to the peak, Huanxuan followed the steps in his memory, brought the black-haired monk into the room, covered him with the quilt that hadn't been used for a long time, and stood in the room for a while.

Ji Zhaixing was already fast asleep at this time, and his black hair was pressed under his cheeks, revealing a bit of pale skin under the cover, and the flush on it had not faded.Huan Xuan stared at the red spot, suddenly felt a little anxious and irritable, he got up and walked out, ready to torment those monsters in the Forbidden Forest.

Xuan Xuan walked in a hurry, so he didn't notice that after he left, the aura in the room was slightly distorted, and a faint soul appeared faintly.

The soul's face was cold and handsome, he walked to the edge of the bed, leaned over slightly, the soul body that seemed to have lost the decoration of pen and ink slowly condensed into a solid body, and his silver hair looked like it was made of fallen frost.

No one in the lower world knows him, but he is very famous in the upper world.It is so famous that it is strange that this powerful man who has just crossed the tribulation and reached the Mahayana stage did not practice hard to prepare for the promotion to the transcendence stage, but appeared in the room of a monk in the lower realm.