[Xiu Xian] The ninth generation

There is a jade slip on the table.

The jade slips are no different from others, except that there is an extra engraved seal in the upper left corner.After careful identification, it can be seen that it is the word "Tianji". The dark red is like solidified blood, which clearly indicates that this jade slip comes from the Tianji Pavilion.

Tianji Pavilion is an organization specializing in the sale of information. It first originated in the Tiansheng Continent, and now it is hidden in the two continents in a form similar to the Zongmen organization, but it is faintly independent from the entire cultivation world.In just a few hundred years, under the circumstances that almost no one paid enough attention to it, the Tianji Pavilion has achieved the leap from the Tiansheng Continent to the Jingyuan Continent, and it has almost sprung up in the entire cultivation world, quickly attracting a group of masters to enter , Constructed a powerful intelligence network, and his reputation in the cultivation world was soaring overnight.

When all stakeholders reacted with hindsight, the Tianji Pavilion has become a big trend.Seeing that the other party was only buying and selling some "not very important" information, and their strength was enough to be on an equal footing with first- and second-tier organizations, the high-level officials of the two continents let it go after some intense negotiations.

Chu Zixuan tapped on the table made of thousand-year-old sandalwood, staring at the jade slip thoughtfully.

According to the data, Chu Yanzhi's life experience is so clean that there is nothing suspicious: he came to settle in Chujia Village with his parents when he was 1 years old, his father died of illness when he was 5 years old, and his mother died of overthinking soon, leaving him behind. Chu Yanzhi, who was still young, lived with the little silver left by his parents. At the age of 8, Chu Xiaowu and Chu Mengjiao accompanied Chu Luo to Chu City to participate in the Zichen Sect disciple assessment, and became an outer disciple of the Zichen Sect by mastering Lei Silinggen.During an outing, he was chased and killed for offending Elder Bai's grandson, Bai Chuanxi, and was rescued by a mysterious boy. He is currently at the seventh level of Qi refining.

"Mysterious Boy" was highlighted.

Chu Zixuan smiled silently: If you want to find out my identity, it won't take just a day or two.

After a pause, he patted the table lightly, and the jade slip was turned into ashes without a sound. A gust of wind came from the ground, and the ashes disappeared without a trace with the wind.

As for the chance encounter at the entrance of the inn, Chu Zixuan finally attributed it to a coincidence. ——Even without the information of Tianji Pavilion, he is sure that the Chu family will not find out that he secretly came to Jingyuan Continent through the secret teleportation array of Tiansheng Continent, let alone his "little partner" on the other side of the continent them".

Just having the same surname does not prove anything. Chu City, Chu Family Village... There are so many people with the surname Chu in this Jingyuan Continent, and that person is just one of them. ——Chu Yanzhi, it was just a coincidence.

That being the case, what is that inexplicable sense of intimacy?It seems that he can be drawn to his eyes naturally, he hates being alienated and ignored naturally, and he naturally focuses his eyes on a mere young man in the Qi refining period.Chu Zixuan frowned, his eyes were deep and deep: the feeling that something is about to move seems to come from the depths of the body, the depths of the blood...

"call--"

The coercion of the monks in the later stage of Jindan was unknowingly urged, and the Qi veins flowed backwards, and they were ready to attack the Dantian in one fell swoop!Chu Zixuan quickly woke up from his thoughts, and seeing this scene, he knew that it was an old problem again.Opening his mouth to force out a mouthful of blood in his heart, he wiped the corners of his lips calmly, took out a jade bottle from the storage bag, poured out a black elixir, swallowed it with his mouth open, closed his eyes and meditated .

……

Happy world.

Large clusters of aura gathered in the sky, crowded towards a certain place crazily, gradually wrapped into a ball, and entangled in circles.There was a person sitting in the aura group, and it was Chu Yanzhi.

Looking at the posture of swallowing the spiritual energy, it is impressive to use the pressure of the spiritual energy to advance to the next level!

And it was only half a month before he was promoted to the seventh floor!

After a lot of struggle, Chu Yanzhi was finally only one step away.

"Break!" He gritted his teeth and shouted, gathering strength and preparing to sprint for the last step.If this step is accomplished, it will be a matter of course; if this step is not accomplished, it will naturally be difficult to move forward.

"puff--"

"puff--"

Two sounds sounded at the same time.

A relatively subtle sound resounded in Dantian.Another place... It can be seen from Chu Yanzhi's bright red lips.

At the most critical step, he unexpectedly vomited blood out of nowhere, and it was blood from his heart.

Chu Yanzhi couldn't care less, looked carefully at his own cultivation, and saw that the inexplicable vomiting of blood did not cause serious effects, and finally he successfully entered the eighth floor, so he relaxed and thought about the reason for the sudden vomiting of blood: he No illness, no injury, no madness, how could he feel cramps in his heart and vomit blood at the mouth? ——What's even more weird is that the blood is very much like the usual congestion, and after one gulp, it suddenly feels refreshed, without any discomfort.

Touching his heart, he couldn't figure it out, so Chu Yanzhi could only put aside this question and consolidate his cultivation as usual.

……

Three days later, at noon.

East of Qingzhou City.

After paying the entrance fee of ten low-grade spirit stones, Chu Yanzhi entered the gate of the free market.

To put it bluntly, the free market is the square city of Qingzhou City.

Following the memory to the southernmost place, which is the end of the free stall area, Chu Yanzhi looked around and saw the man without the Chinese character face in his memory, and fell silent thoughtfully.Just for a while, many monks looked over with strange, flickering or unfriendly eyes. After pondering for a while, Chu Yanzhi put the free market access token aside, marked out an area, and took out a few bottles of pills , and a few spiritual grasses, set up a stall on the side.

The Freedom Token is something that is given to every monk when he enters the free market. It is not only a proof of identity, but also the only certificate for setting up a stall in the free stall area.Chu Yanzhi's booth was facing the booth of the man who remembered the Chinese character face. There is no doubt that he did it on purpose - so that when the other party came, he could know it immediately.

After waiting for about half an hour, the man still disappeared.Chu Yanzhi frowned, looked at the sun, and was convinced that the time in his memory had passed.Suppressing his slightly ominous premonition, he waited patiently again.

The reason why Chu Yanzhi was so persistent in waiting until the man came to set up a stall was because the man had something in his hand that could be his key to enter the auction - marrow-washing grass.

Black pith grass is black and burnt, and its appearance is not good. It is no different from ordinary burnt leaves, but it can survive tens of thousands of years without spoiling. It has a fresh smell of fresh leaves.In addition, the meridians and veins of this spirit grass are clear and distinct, close to purple-black, and there is a circle of extremely fine silver lace around the edge of the page, which is often overlooked without careful discernment.It is different from ordinary marrow-washing grass (which can remove stubborn impurities in the body that cannot be washed away through cultivation and promotion, and is often made into marrow-washing pills), it can deeply wash the marrow again, and it washes the impurities that have long been integrated with the bone meridian, unmentionable disease.

Because of its unique efficacy, it ranks No.90 in "Slightly Glimpse of Wonderful Medicines".

The man with a square face found this grass in a Gobi cliff. It was full of vitality, but it looked as if it was dead. He thought that he could sell some spiritual stones, so he set up a stall in the free zone.But he didn’t want to set up the stall for several days without anyone interested in it. In the end, Chu Yanzhi, who happened to pass by, bought this spiritual herb with five hundred low-grade spiritual stones. Later, the latter traded this spiritual herb to participate in the auction and enter the VIP The eligibility of housing—of course, this is an unshakable "fact" of previous lives.

The previous lives were not the ninth life whose memory was frequently mistaken.

A few hours passed by, and seeing the sky gradually darken, and when a thin young man set up a stall on the opposite side, Chu Yanzhi looked at the only bottle of Bigu Pill left in his booth, with a look of indecisiveness on his face. His expression: Is this an unintentional insertion?

"It should have been expected..."

Knowing that the memory had tricked him again, Chu Yanzhi sighed, put away the booth, and walked towards the inn with heavy steps——

Right now, the black pith-washing grass is nowhere to be seen, and he doesn't have enough quality things on hand. Where should he get the "ticket" for tomorrow's auction?