When Long Aotian becomes a heartthrob

In the gloomy and chaotic cave, Ziyangxuan and Ji Lingheng looked at each other, and there was a headless corpse lying beside them. In such a serious atmosphere, Ji Lingheng's back tensed, not knowing what Ziyangxuan would say next.

Zi Yangxuan stepped forward, the distance between the two of them got closer again, Ji Lingheng couldn't help but take a step back, caught by Ziyangxuan's deep purple eyes that were almost bewitching, and Ziyangxuan whispered earnestly in his ears.

"The matter of getting married is not my joke. You should think about it carefully and give me an answer."

With Zi Yangxuan's character, it is not easy to say such words.His relationship with Ji Lingheng has always been strong with a sense of control, and everything is decided by him.To be able to care about Ji Lingheng's wishes in this way is enough to show that Ji Lingheng is different from others in his heart.

Zi Yangxuan thought that he had lowered his figure so much, Ji Lingheng should be able to see his sincerity.

His purple eyes fell on Ji Lingheng, and his face was calm, waiting for Ji Lingheng's answer.

Ji Lingheng's face twisted slightly, and he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "I refuse."

Zi Yangxuan had expected this answer, his eyes darkened, and he didn't continue this topic, he knew that some things should not be rushed.

Ji Lingheng put away the headless body of the middle-aged monk, turned around and walked out of the cave.

In a simple but clean room, Zhu Ao simply arranged a barrier, and was practicing the supernatural powers taught to him by a middle-aged monk.After this magical power is practiced, the human body can be magnified hundreds of times, like a small mountain, standing between the sky and the earth, with a powerful force that can split mountains and rocks.

Now he has practiced more than half, and he is only short of the last step to practice.After practicing, he can retreat with peace of mind, and break through to become a cultivator of the Purple Mansion under the protection of the master!

A 15-year-old Zifu monk!

In Zhu Ao's heart, a sense of pride arose spontaneously. Looking at the entire cultivation world, there are very few people who can reach the realm of Zifu at the age of 15. Even if he is placed in a sect like the Tianjing Sect, he can be regarded as a genius!

Just when Zhu Aozhi was full of satisfaction, there was a sudden fluctuation in the void, and a figure he never expected stepped out of the void.

With a beautiful and delicate face, sharp but beautifully curved peach blossom eyes, the eyes are as dark as ink, and the pupils are faintly golden, shining like stars. It is Ji Lingheng who disappeared after the Wenfeng Mountain War!

On that day, Ji Lingheng specifically killed those powerful holy yin cult demon cultivators on Wenfeng. The killing was horrifying, and made countless disciples of the Zangfeng sect excited and encouraged to fight to the death!

But it was precisely because Ji Lingheng's performance was so dazzling that Nascent Soul Moxiu, who was fighting fiercely with the elders, caught his eye and personally took action to kill the genius!

Zhu Ao originally thought that Ji Lingheng had fallen, but at this time Ji Lingheng appeared in front of him, and his cultivation was far superior to that of the day. He felt a sense of fear just looking at Ji Lingheng, which made him a little bit more sour in his excitement, and he didn't want to Facing Ji Lingheng.Thinking of the words he threatened to challenge Ji Lingheng that day, I felt even more ashamed.

Ji Lingheng was also looking at Zhu Ao. The arrogant young man in the past had grown a lot after experiencing the war, but he had also lost that rare arrogance.

What makes Ji Lingheng even more regretful is that although Zhu Ao's realm has improved rapidly, he has lost his foundation. His foundation building is not solid. Unless the cultivation base of the foundation realm is abolished and rebuilt, his life's achievements are doomed to be limited.

Ji Lingheng sighed inwardly, not knowing how to remind him, he threw out the headless corpse of the middle-aged monk.

Zhu Ao was startled when he saw the headless corpse in the room, and then saw the clothes of the corpse, his expression changed drastically, and he shouted: "Why did you kill my master!"

The complex emotions on Zhu Ao's face were intertwined, and finally unified into hatred, and he swung his sword towards Ji Lingheng!

Ji Lingheng restrained Zhu Ao with one move, and his eyes were a little angry: "Zhu Ao, you see clearly! He is not your master at all, he is a member of the Holy Yin cult! He is our enemy!"

Zhu Ao opened his eyes wide, the weapon in his hand fell to the ground, and he turned to look at the corpse.The corpse was releasing black resentment, and the stench filled the air.

Zhu Ao bit his lips tightly, and burst into tears silently, as if he wanted to vent all the pain in his heart during this period: "I was thinking about revenge, but I didn't expect to be used by the enemy! I hate it!"

Ji Lingheng couldn't bear it, and comforted him, "It's not your fault."

After a long time, Zhu Ao stopped crying and bowed to Ji Lingheng: "If it wasn't for you, brother, Zhu Ao would have made a big mistake and used it for the enemy!"

He raised his head and looked at Ji Lingheng with tears in his eyes, and said sincerely: "Brother, have you stayed with the Zangfeng Sect this time?"

Ji Lingheng shook his head, he will soon find a way to leave the human world, even if he does not leave the human world, he will not continue to stay in the Zangfeng sect.

Zhu Ao frowned: "But Senior Brother, the Zangfeng Sect will elect the leader in one month, and it's only suitable for you to be the leader!"

Ji Lingheng smiled and said, "Isn't there still you?"

"I..." Zhu Ao looked ashamed and didn't know how to answer.

Ji Lingheng stepped forward and rubbed Zhu Ao's head: "You will definitely be a good leader and lead the Zangfeng Sect to regain its former glory."

Zhu Ao stared blankly at Ji Lingheng.

Ji Lingheng opened his mouth, but couldn't help reminding: "Sometimes it is not a good thing to improve your cultivation too quickly."

Zhu Ao lowered his brows and eyes, and was silent for a while, his voice was extremely low: "I have no choice, if I don't, I will lose the game after one month, and the Zangfeng faction will only fall under the control of other factions."

Ji Lingheng didn't know what to say, sighed, turned and stepped into the void.Just when Ji Lingheng disappeared, Zhu Ao called him suddenly, and when Ji Lingheng looked at him, he stammered nervously: "Well, brother, Jinhu is still there..."

Ji Lingheng nodded.

Then Zhu Ao's ears turned red, and he said in a panic: "Brother, can we meet again?"

Ji Lingheng's eyes dimmed for a moment, then he raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Maybe, I will definitely come to see you again when I have the chance!"

After Ji Lingheng finished speaking, he turned around and merged into the void without staying any longer. Only Zhu Ao's suddenly lowered voice was left in the room, full of loneliness.

"Brother, will you remember me..."

After Ji Lingheng left Zhu Ao, he rushed to the Nether Stone Forest overnight. He did not expect that the real stronghold of the Holy Yin Cult was in the north of the Nether Stone Forest.

I don't know when Lvrong will leave the seclusion. Ji Lingheng wanted to enter the stone forest to check the current situation of Lvrong, but he quickly stopped this thought. First, he didn't know the progress of Lvrong's retreat, and entering rashly might disturb Lvrong. Secondly, Ziyangxuan is still by his side, he doesn't want people from the Zi clan to notice Lurong.

With Ji Lingheng's current speed, it only took two days to reach the outskirts of the Nether Stone Forest. He did not appear rashly in the north to avoid attracting the attention of the people of the Holy Yin Cult. After all, he was not arrogant enough to be confident that he could fight against the entire Holy Yin Cult.

Ji Lingheng lay in ambush in the surrounding primitive forest, and asked Samsara Jing, "Huan Lang, can you determine the true location of the Holy Yin Cult?"

The mirror of reincarnation flew out of the ring, and there seemed to be invisible threads spreading across the void on its body. It released a faint cyan light from its body, spreading an ancient aura.

After a while, the mirror of reincarnation flew into Ji Lingheng's hands, and complained: "The small world of the Holy Yin Cult is blessed with enchantment runes, do you think it's easy to find out? If I'm intact, no enchantment formation can be troublesome Me, but now I am short of four dollars!"

Ji Lingheng stroked the mirror surface with his fingers, comforted the reincarnation mirror, and thought with his eyes: "Can you sense the approximate position?"

The mirror of reincarnation was very comfortable touched by Ji Lingheng, and he couldn't help but show off and said: "What's so difficult about this, I just need to arrange a formation, and I can not only know their exact location, but also open the door for them!"

Zi Yangxuan just watched from the side, her dark eyes occasionally glanced at the mirror of reincarnation, thinking about the relationship between Ji Lingheng and the mirror of reincarnation.

When Ji Lingheng heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he asked Samsara Mirror, "Do you know how to form formations?"

Samsara Mirror proudly said: "Of course, I was one of the best formation masters in ancient times, and few people can compare to me!"

Ji Lingheng's eyes lit up, his eyebrows flashed sharply, and he said with a smile: "That would be the best."

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