The wind roared loudly from both sides. Although the air was shadowless and invisible, at this time it was distinct and could be clearly touched.
This is Yang Ji's first time flying in the air.
After the battle was over and there was no threat of death, Yang Ji finally relaxed and enjoyed the fun of "flying against the wind" in the air.
No matter how powerful a "warrior" is, it is impossible to truly fly in the wind. Therefore, riding a bird has become the best way to experience it.
Sitting on it, you can have a panoramic view of the mountains and the earth. It feels like "seeing all the mountains and small mountains at a glance", which is very novel.
"Yang Ji, Yang Ji..."
Suddenly a cry came from his ears. Yang Ji didn't react at first, thinking it was Duan Gang behind him. Only when he saw a holy figure from the corner of his eye did he realize it was "Lin Qingyan".
"What are you thinking about when you are alone in a daze? I have called you several times but I still haven't heard your answer?"
Lin Qingyan, with fluttering ribbons and beautiful appearance, stood on the back of the crane, walking hand in hand with Yang Ji. Each person and the crane complemented each other, just like the characters in the painting.
"Haha. It turns out to be Senior Sister."
Yang Ji smiled and came back to his senses:
"I was just wondering why these evil disciples would take such a risk and set up their lair near our Iron Crown Sect."
"I thought you were thinking something."
Lin Qingyan smiled cleverly:
"Didn't you already say that? The evil right envoy did all this to flatter the evil prince. This is true even when he is close to Su Hong."
Yang Ji shook his head:
"I thought so too at first. But then I thought about it, and I always felt something was wrong."
"oh?"
Lin Qingyan raised her eyebrows, a little confused.
Yang Ji did not hesitate and told Yuan Jian what he said before his death and how he wanted hundreds of thousands of people to be buried with him.
The words "Yuan Jian" said before his death were in a very low voice. In that case, Yang Ji was almost the only one who heard it. Lin Qingyan was very surprised when she heard it for the first time.
Duan Gang was teasing "Xiaoyu" and whispering to himself. When he heard it, he came over curiously.
But he also knew that he couldn't get involved in this matter, and he couldn't explain much. So he just listened quietly by the side.
"It's true that these evil disciples want to curry favor with the evil prince. But there is no need to be so impatient. If they just kidnap sect disciples, they can do it anywhere. There is no need to take such risks. I always feel that there is something bigger behind this that we don't know about.
s reason."
Yang Ji said in a deep voice.
After retreating from the evil prince, he has been thinking about this matter. Although Su Hong was rescued, the evil disciples who were kidnapped were also rescued... Although the mission was completed, Yang Ji felt that this matter was far from over.
over.
"The actions of the evil path cannot be judged by common sense. When the right envoy of the evil path died, he was filled with resentment. Could it be that he was just cursing and scaring people?"
Lin Qingyan said tentatively.
"I don't feel like it. When a man is about to die, he speaks kindly, and when a bird is about to die, he sings mournfully. I don't think he was lying in the circumstances at that time."
Yang Ji frowned and said.
"This is strange. In today's world, under the strict control of the imperial court, even sects have to obey the imperial court's orders. In this era, it is almost impossible to kill hundreds of thousands of people. The imperial court alone
It is impossible to tolerate it. Such a thing may have happened before this dynasty, but it will be unlikely after this dynasty.”
Lin Qingyan said.
"This is what I find strange."
Yang Ji shook his head and said. Everything went back to the starting point. Yang Ji only felt that the whole thing was mysterious and mysterious, just like a big mountain surrounded by clouds and mist. You only saw the part above the clouds and mist, but you didn't know that there was something bigger hidden under the clouds and mist.
part.
"Haha. I can't understand this kind of thing. But no matter what, thank you for saving Su Hong. Look, we are here."
Lin Qingyan suddenly pointed forward.
Yang Ji's heart moved, and he looked forward. He saw only gentle clouds and mist. Through these clouds and mist, he saw a majestic green mountain standing in front of him like a giant beast.
"Bah!"
Amidst the sound of cranes chirping, one crane after another bundled its wings and folded them in the air. Dragging the vast air current, it fell down the mountain.
"arrive."
Yang Ji nodded and completely came back to his senses.
Unknowingly, we have arrived at Tieguan Mountain!
The two gathered their spirits and quickly landed on Tieguan Mountain. Many cranes had fallen into the square. In addition to the disciples of the Tieguan sect, there were also disciples of the Iron Sword sect, the Tongyi sect, the Jiugong sect, the Beishan sect and other sects. It was bustling with people.
A lively scene.
Such large-scale actions are rarely seen anymore. It attracted the attention of many Iron Sect disciples.
Everyone had just experienced a battle and narrowly escaped death. They were exhausted physically and mentally and did not want to be surrounded by others on such an occasion. Yang Ji, Pan Chen, Zhao Hua, and Lin Qingyan greeted each other and then returned to their respective residences.
As for Duan Gang, he still wanted to visit several fellow apprentices who were doing the mission together, so Yang Ji left him alone.
Yang Ji walked through the square, passed several palaces and pagodas, and returned to his residence.
"I won't go out this time, let's focus on adjusting our breathing skills first."
Yang Ji closed the door, changed his blood clothes, and after swallowing a few more pills, he began to stand in the room, silently practicing the "Five Ghost Movement Method" to promote the body's energy, blood, and luck, and silently restore the energy in the body.
blood.
Almost everyone was injured in this "evil battle", but Yang Ji was almost the most seriously injured. "Blood" is the foundation of a warrior. Yang Ji was sucked out of two-fifths of his blood by the "evil prince", and even he was injured.
I don’t know how big the final impact will be.
"Buzz!"
The palace was filled with shadows. With the appearance of the five ghosts, a huge suction force was generated in Yang Ji's body. The infinite spiritual energy in the void gathered in and enveloped the room like steaming mist in a short time.
Yang Ji's body disappeared into it and completely disappeared.
Time passed by, and before I knew it, the lights began to turn on.
Duan Gang hadn't replied yet, and Yang Ji stood motionless in the room, as if he had merged with the darkness. With the influx of spiritual energy, the pain in Yang Ji's body gradually disappeared, and his body's skills also slowly recovered, but the distance was healed.
Still far from it.
"Bang bang!"
The window lattice outside vibrated. A cold wind penetrated through and hit my body, making me feel chilly.
"This time we really suffered a huge loss!"
Yang Ji was blown by the cold wind and woke up. He was originally not afraid of the cold, but his body lost two-fifths of his blood in an instant, and he felt a little bit of chill when his whole body was weak.
Yang Ji stood up and walked to the window. He saw nothing but darkness outside the window, leaving only a few lamps dotted with sparks, emitting little bits of light in the darkness.
Yang Ji stood there, countless images flashing through his mind.
Looking back on this action, Yang Ji really suffered heavy losses. Not only did the evil prince rob him of two-fifths of his skills, he also lost four fine "Guquan Swords".
The lost skill can be practiced in the future, but the "Guquan Sword" is gone.
"Where can I find some pairs of ancient spring swords from now on?"
Yang Ji stood in front of the window and murmured secretly.
The Guquan Sword was obtained by Yang Ji from the underground cave of the Tianyin Sect, and was produced by the "Famous Sword Forging Place". Compared with the fine iron swords that ordinary sect disciples can obtain now, the Blood Qi Sword is of a much higher grade.
Even Lu Wu and the others couldn't get it.
Yang Ji's "Immortal Sword" is very sword-hungry. Without a good flying sword, Yang Ji's swordsmanship will be greatly reduced. Once the four ancient spring swords are lost, Yang Ji's "Immortal Back Sword" is basically useless.
.
"It seems the only harvest is this boat."
Yang Ji took out the "ground boat" from his arms, feeling bitter in his heart. This "ground boat" was part of the deal between him and the "gatekeeper", and it was not the whole thing.
Because what the "gatekeeper" wants is not "Earth Boat", but "Obsidian". Earth Boat is just a tool to obtain "Obsidian".
Yang Ji didn't know whether this "deal" was worth it or not.
"Sooner or later, you have to ask the gatekeeper. But, not now."
Yang Ji tilted his head. He looked across the space and towards the top of the mountain. It was pitch black and he couldn't see anything. But Yang Ji knew that the "gatekeeper" was there, and was probably even looking at him.
His spiritual perception is far stronger than his own.
But the "gatekeeper" can send people to see him, but Yang Ji has no way to take the initiative to see him.
If you want to go to the "Sutra Collection Cave", you must pass by the "square" where the elders live. In other words, you must pass under the "eyes" of the elders.
This would be almost impossible if not summoned by the elders, because ordinary disciples are not allowed to enter the Elder Peak at all.
"We can only wait for the opportunity."
Yang Ji thought to himself.
This incident is quite a big deal, and as the initiator and participant of this incident, I cannot get around it no matter what.
Moreover, Beishan Sect, Iron Sword Sect, Jiugong Sect, Tongyi Sect... so many disciples from other sects are watching. Whether it is reward or punishment, the sect must give an explanation.
Yang Ji believed that it was impossible for the elders not to summon him.
Thinking like this, Yang Ji quickly came to his senses. He stretched out his hand and closed the window with a bang.
"Sizzle!"
The moment he was about to turn around, there was a hissing scream of excitement in the darkness. Yang Ji was startled, and then he reacted:
"Xiao Ji?"
In the "Battle of the Evil Way", Yang Ji was chased by the evil prince. He was unable to protect himself and did not dare to let "Xiao Ji" follow him. So he let Xiao Ji leave halfway.
Counting the time, one day and one night, it should come back.
"Qiang!"
There was a sound of bricks, and not far from Yang Ji, a floor tile in a room protruded, then pushed to the side, rolling and making a clanging sound.
Under the floor tiles, "Xiao Ji" indeed poked his head out, straightened up, and looked at Yang Ji very excitedly.
"Just come back. Come here!"
Yang Ji smiled and stretched out his arms. "Xiao Ji" was getting stronger and stronger now. He was walking underground, and he could easily push open such floor tiles.
"Sizzle!"
Unexpectedly, Xiao Ji did not fly over this time and wrap himself around Yang Ji's wrist. Instead, he kept swinging at Yang Ji, as if he was saying something.
"Um?"
Yang Ji was surprised for a while. This situation had never happened before. When Xiao Ji saw him in the past, he liked to wrap it around his wrist. Now this kind of resistance rarely occurs.
"Xiao Ji, what's wrong? What happened?"
Yang Ji walked over and asked.
The room was a little dark, and Yang Ji couldn't see very clearly.
"His!"
Xiao Ji lowered his head and pointed underneath him, as if he was saying something.
Yang Ji took a closer look. Although Xiao Ji's body was exposed, his tail was still buried underneath, as if it was stuck.
But with Xiaoji's small size and the strength of the Crowned Snake, this is definitely not the case.
Yang Ji was shocked and confused, and suddenly his heart moved, as if he suddenly thought of something.
"Xiao Ji, do you want to say you brought me something?"
Yang Ji asked tentatively.
"His!"
This time it seemed that Yang Ji had guessed correctly. Xiao Ji spat out the letter with a proud look on his face.
"Snapped!"
There was a crisp sound, and several floor tiles around Xiaoji suddenly turned over, and then a little red light lit up in the darkness, as if there was a cluster of flames in the room.
Before Yang Ji could understand, Xiao Ji had already pulled out its tail. Different from what Yang Ji imagined, there was something on its tail, which was burning like a ball of flame.
Seeing clearly what was on Xiao Ji's tail, Yang Ji suddenly took a deep breath. The thing wrapped around Xiao Ji's tail was not a flame, but a burning flame monster statue.
"The Balrog!"
Yang Ji was shocked.
The thing "Xiao Ji" brought out from the underground burned like a flame, and was red all over, like a soldering iron. But the most shocking thing was that the thing looked exactly like the "Fire Demon" that "Yuan Jian" incarnated deep underground.
"Exactly the same.
The only difference is that the Balrog incarnated by "Yuan Jian" is extremely tall, and the thing curled up on Xiao Ji's tail is only seven inches tall. (To be continued...)