"Hehehe, that is an important node in my life, how could Ji forget you!" Ji Liao said with interest.

At the age of fifteen, Ji Liao successfully accepted his anger, and in one fell swoop, he was admitted to the Ji family's talisman qualification, which can be said to be a leader among the younger generation of the Ji family.

If it were someone else, Ji Liao's performance would definitely be valued by the family, so he would send more cultivation resources, but Ji Liao had no movement since he was assessed for qualifications, as before.

Ji Liao was still young and didn't think anything at the time, but now that he thinks about it, it must be that these people feel that their qualifications are too poor and they don't pay attention to themselves.

Ji Changhong is not a fool, naturally he knows that Ji Liao has already seen through everything, his old face turned red, and he said embarrassedly, "Back then, the younger generation had no eyes, and did not list you as the key cultivation object in the clan, and asked the seniors to forgive their sins." ”

"Hahaha. Ji Liao laughed when he heard this, "What's the matter, if the family valued me back then, maybe Ji would not have resolutely left home and gone to the outside world to seek immortal paths, and he would not have achieved such an achievement." ”

Looking at the people of the Ji family who he could only look up to before, but now they respect, admire, and fear him, he was relieved a lot by this smile, let go of a lot, and his mood was much more complete.

"It's... Be... Senior Ji's qualifications will shine wherever they are placed. Ji Changhong said with a smile.

"Eh, what do I mean by that qualification? Ji Liao waved his hand, and then said, "But I want to warn you, the qualifications of immortal cultivators are important, but not all, immortal cultivators are talking about perseverance, I have come this way, others use one year to enlighten the Tao, I will use seven years, others use one year to realize the Fa, I will use ten years, this is perseverance." In the past 100 years, I have seen too many amazing and brilliant people, but those people practice simply, but they are pampered and proud and do not cherish them, so those people often can't go far, and if you want to achieve something, you have to understand the truth that diligence can make up for your shortcomings, do you understand?"

When Ji Gang and Ji Changhong heard this, they all bowed to Ji Liao and recited it in their mouths.

"Thank you for your teachings. ”

"After I preach to you, I will leave you some texts about the talismans and some methods of enlightenment, which you can use for future generations. ”

"Thank you for the reward. ”

Again, everyone responded in unison.

"Okay, I'm not going to stay here any longer. Ji Liao said a word, then got up and walked down.

When Ji Liao walked by Ji Gang's side, Ji Gang suddenly asked cautiously, "Senior Ji, do you mean that you will marry Ji Xiuniang tomorrow?"

Ji Liao paused, and recalled the extremely old Ji Xiuniang in her mind, she had been widowed for a hundred years, and now the life-sustaining pill she brought back was also given to Ji Xiuniang by her mother, which means that her mother exchanged her life for Ji Xiuniang's life.

Ji Liao was still reluctant, but he couldn't help it.

This is fate, this is fate.

season

The embroidery girl waited for a hundred years, and finally got the compensation she deserved with her persistence.

Ji Liao's love for his mother is infinite, but in the conversation not long ago, he has seen his mother's tiredness, which is a kind of tiredness of life, so Ji Liao does not force this.

"Naturally, take it seriously. After Ji Liao said lightly, he raised his feet again and walked out of the lobby.

Ji Gang and the others were trying to keep up, but suddenly heard a voice ringing in their ears.

"Don't follow me, I want to walk on my own. ”

Ji Gang and the others were stunned for a moment, and then they reflected and saluted the door that was already empty.

"Yes!"

A moment later they got up at the same time, looking at each other.

"Eh, Senior Ji is too unkind. At this time, Ji Wuxing said, of course, he still complained about Ji Liao because Ji Liao was unwilling to contribute to their Ji family.

"You may not know how Ji Liao and his mother lived in the Ji family back then, and now it is normal for him to have no feelings for the Ji family. Ji Gang said with a wry smile when he heard this.

"Forget it, don't talk about that, Senior Ji is already a gift to be able to preach for us, now let's discuss and discuss, let's prepare for Senior Ji's wedding tomorrow." Ji Changhong stepped forward at this time to make a reply.

"Hmm...!" Ji Gang nodded, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "You immediately send someone to the mortal shops in the outside world, buy some big red cloth and come back, find some experienced clansmen, and arrange the clan, be sure to make this matter more grand." ”

"It's just that it's all this time, and I'm afraid it's too late to set it up now. Ji Wuxing stepped forward and said.

"If those shops are asleep, they will be caught in the bed for me, and if you really can't find anyone, then break down the door and rob it, and then our Ji family will compensate some money, and mobilize all the people in the clan to deal with this matter as soon as possible." Ji Gang snorted coldly when he heard this, and commanded.

"Yes!"

"Got it. ”

Ji Changhong and Ji Wuxing responded at the same time.

It was late at night, and Ji Liao was walking alone on the stone road of Ji's house.

Beside him was a stream that crossed half of the Ji family.

The stream was not wide, and the bank was made of stones to form a smooth embankment.

On one side of the embankment, there is an evenly distributed row of green willows.

The breeze floated the willow leaves, the river embankment and the stream murmured, and the name of the known name buzzed non-stop.

The water flow of the stream is very calm, and the moon is reflected in the sparkling waves, and the shining stars are floating together in this flowing wave.

Everything was so quiet, so relaxing.

Ji Liao walked slowly beside the river embankment, smelling the refreshing breath, and found a plain place to sit down.

Then, he pulled an upright and crisp dogtail and put it in his mouth.

Suddenly, an apparition appeared in front of him, and it was a thin young man, just like he was now

, holding a dogtail in his mouth, he looked at the stream so quietly.

The next moment, the phantom picked up a stone and threw it into the stream.

There was a bang, and the water rippled.

But it was Ji Liao who picked up a stone at the same time and threw it into the stream.

The phantom watched as the ripples from the stone splash were carried away by the waves, then got up and walked in the direction of their house.

That back looked a little lonely, a little lonely.

Ji Liao also got up, walked slowly, caught up with the phantom little by little, and gradually merged with the phantom.

In a gorgeous courtyard two hundred miles away from the Ji family.

Two men in Taoist robes were sitting in a pavilion.

They sat across from each other, a teapot and two teacups on a stone table in front of them.

The tea cup was already filled with clear green tea, and it was faintly steaming.

One of them is burly, with slightly dark skin, round eyes, sharp edges and corners on his face, and the muscles on his body are so bulging that the cyan robe on his body is bulging, and he knows at a glance how terrifying the explosive power it contains, and on the left chest of his robe, there is a big embroidered word "ghost", but it is a square-faced man.

The other person has snow-white skin, melon seed face, picturesque eyebrows, red lips and teeth, showing a woman's femininity, if you don't look carefully, no one will recognize that this is actually a man.

At this time, the square-faced man grabbed a tea cup with his hand, raised his head, and drank it all.

With a snap, the teacup was slammed back on the table by him.

Seeing this, the feminine man chuckled, stretched out one arm, pulled the sleeve with the other hand, gently picked up the tea cup in front of him, and when he brought it to his mouth, the other hand immediately opened the sleeve, blocking half of his cheek, and raised his head slightly to take a sip of tea.

The feminine man sent the quilt back to the table, Liu Mei moved, and said softly, "Yo, what can make the famous Dao Ruthless Dao predecessor so angry?"

Hearing this, the square-faced man glanced at the feminine man opposite, and said in a rough voice, "You fake girl, can you not be so yin and yang when you speak, Lao Tzu is annoyed by it." ”

The feminine man was not angry, and he laughed with an extremely feminine cover, "Look at what you said, we are from the same school, but we are brothers." ”

"Hmph!" Dao ruthlessly snorted coldly, pouting his lips with disdain, "I really don't know why the master accepted you as an apprentice who is neither yin nor yang, and sent me to guard the Ji family here with you." ”

"That's because we're in a good relationship. The feminine man said with a smile.

"Eh, White Prism, I said can you stop doing this, I tell you I'm going to vomit if you do this again. The knife said ruthlessly glaring at the feminine man opposite.

"Look at what you said, we still have thirty years to guard the Ji family before someone comes to replace us, you now

I started throwing up, and I had to vomit until I was going to vomit!"

One of these two people is named Dao Ruthless, and the other is named Bai Prism, both of them have the cultivation of the middle stage of Jindan, they are from the same school, and they are both sitting disciples of Huayun Dao of Youlan Sect.

Since Ji Yunxiao was killed by the Huayun Dao people, the Hua Yundao people originally wanted to cut the grass and eradicate the roots and leave none of the Ji family's people behind, so as not to cause any trouble in the future, but they didn't expect that Liang Qushui of Wanxuanmen suddenly stopped him and sheltered the Ji family.

However, the immortal cultivation world does not eradicate the roots, and after a few years, there are not a few people who are found by the enemy, and it is still a family of cultivating immortals.

Huayun Dao people naturally understood the truth, since he couldn't destroy the Ji family, then he simply retreated and sent his disciples to monitor the Ji family, as long as there was anything with high talent in the Ji family, or someone who was expected to break through the foundation, then he would get rid of it immediately and kill it in the bud.

At the same time, the Huayun Dao people also installed people in the Wanxuanmen, as long as the Ji family sent them to the Wanxuanmen to cultivate, they would all try to get rid of them.

This is also the reason why the Ji family has not produced a single monk in the foundation building period for more than 10,000 years.

It's just that the people of Huayun Dao are obscure about this matter, and there is no trace of the death of all the children of the Ji family, and they have been kept in the dark, and they even think that this is the will of heaven.

The knife ruthlessly raised his hand to pick up the teapot, filled the teapot in front of him, and drank it all again.

He wiped his mouth rudely, "Fortunately, there are only thirty years left, otherwise I might as well die." ”

"Tut-tut, I hate you the most for being so rude. ”

"Eh, you can say this, let's talk about each other, what Lao Tzu hates most is that you are not a man or a woman, living like a girl. ”

"Hehehe, fortunately, there are still thirty years left in this rotation of a hundred years, otherwise if one of them is not good, we will have that cannibalistic thing. The white prism yin and yang said angrily.

"Humph!" the knife snorted mercilessly in his nostrils.

He knows a lot about the white prism, this person seems to be yin and yang, but this method is really weird, although his cultivation is a small realm lower than his own, but he doesn't want to provoke at will.

At the same time, the white prism looks soft, but it is ruthless in its bones, and it is definitely not so ordinary on the surface.

"Okay, I'm tired too, go back to the room to rest first, and leave the movements of the Ji family to you, senior brother. White Prism said softly, got up and walked out of the pavilion.

The knife ruthlessly watched the white prism leave, then withdrew his gaze, raised his hand and drank the tea in the teacup, and disappeared in place as soon as his body moved.

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