Ji Jianting, who put on a brand-new Taoist robe, walked out of the cemetery. Not far away, a total of fifteen Tiandao Sect monks guarding the cemetery looked as if they had seen an evil star, with fear on their faces.
Ji Jian stepped forward, squatted down, gently tapped a monk's shoulder with his plump fingers, and opened the acupoints, "If your answer satisfies the poor Taoist, I can consider sparing your life."
The young monk said tremblingly: "What do you want to know?"
"I want to know who entered the cemetery just now?" Ji Jian stood up and bared his white teeth.
Swallowing hard, the young monk did not dare to hide anything and described Chen Yu's appearance to Ji Jianting.
"Chen... Yu, damn it, your eighteenth generation ancestor dared to take advantage of a poor Taoist, you are done for!" Ji Jian stood up, his eyes were dark and cruel, he suddenly raised his big hand and slapped the young monk on the head.
It was smashed to pieces.
After killing all the remaining Tiandao Sect monks in one breath, Ji Jianting felt better after bathing in blood.
"That's not right!" Suddenly, Ji Jianting's expression changed, as if he had thought of something, "Didn't the bastard Chen have an appointment with Zhu Shiji at Cile Mountain? It should be today, so why did he come to Tiandaomen?"
"Sound in the east and attack in the west!" Ji Jianting reacted.
"One more thing, why did he...save me alive?" This was the most puzzling thing for Ji Jianting.
Logically speaking, in the tomb of the cemetery, Ji Jianting was accidentally tricked by the ancient sword buried with him and passed out. Chen Yu could easily send him to hell.
But not only did Chen Yu not kill him, but he also allowed the Tiandao Sect monks who guarded the cemetery who died at the hands of Ji Jianting to see his true appearance.
It was as if Chen Yu had not silenced him and allowed these Tiandao Sect monks to inform Ji Jianting of his identity.
"This bastard not only tricked me, but he also told me openly and honestly that it was he who tricked me!" Ji Jianting gritted his teeth and wished he could eat Chen Yu's flesh and drink Chen Yu's blood.
"He tried his best to attract Zhu Shiji's attention and traveled millions of miles to come to Tianshan Mountain, not just to dig the tombs of the ancestors of Tiandao Sect!" Ji Jianting looked at the front mountain of Tianshan Mountain.
A thunderous thunder shot up into the sky, and not long after, Ji Jianting came to the front mountain.
"This...!" The scene in front of him made Ji Jianting unable to help but open his mouth.
The Tiandao Sect, which had stood firm in the Xuanling Realm for thousands of years, was actually wiped out by a small rogue cultivator!
"What an out-and-out lunatic!" Looking at the scattered corpses, stumps, and broken arms in Baiyu Square, Ji Jianting, who was used to seeing corpses even though he regularly dug graves, couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness in his stomach.
There was a surge, and I almost vomited.
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Ten minutes later, Ji Jianting walked out of the Tiandaomen treasure house with a face longer than that of a donkey.
Chen Yu had emptied out all the ten thousand years of Tian Dao Sect's foundation. Not to mention a single exercise, a magical weapon, and a bottle of elixir, Chen Yu didn't even leave a single hair behind.
"I know clearly that after Pindao wakes up, he will definitely come to Qianshan to find out what's going on. You are eating meat, but you are leaving a mouthful of soup for me!" Ji Jianting was full of complaints.
"Soup?" Ji Jian seemed to have thought of something, his eyes were bright and green, like a very hungry wolf.
He rushed to the White Jade Square and successfully took off a storage ring from the finger of a corpse.
When he looked inside with his spiritual consciousness, he found two spiritual stones, a low-quality magic weapon, and a bottle of healing elixir that Chen Yu considered useless.
"Yes, yes, Chen Xianyou is thoughtful. Mosquito legs are still meat even when they are small!" There were not a thousand but also eight hundred corpses in the White Jade Square, including some elite disciples and even elders.
For Ji Jianting, it doesn’t matter if the meat is fat or not, but it must be there!
At that moment, the happy little fat man began to pick up the storage ring, very quickly and skillfully, and it was clear from a glance that he often did this kind of thing that was harmful to others and benefited himself.
Every time he rolled out a ring, Ji Jianting would clasp his fists and bow to the corpse, murmuring: "Have a good journey, fellow Taoist, and don't forget when you go to hell. It was that bastard Chen Yu who killed you, and it had nothing to do with Pindao!"
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Ji Jianting, who had collected nearly a hundred storage rings, was still busy, but there was an inexplicable change in the world of Tianshan.
It was purely an intuition that made Ji Jianting stop what he was doing. He looked around and frowned.
It was as if there was a poisonous snake in the darkness behind, spitting out its core, staring at Ji Jianting with a pair of upright cold snake eyes, ready to wait for an opportunity at any time and pierce his sharp teeth into his flesh.
, injecting enough venom to dissolve an elephant into his bones.
"What's going on?" Suddenly, Ji Jian's heart beat violently, pounding, as if he had jumped from a skyscraper, and his heart seemed to slip out of his throat.
The wind in the Tianshan Mountains disappeared, the rustling leaves in the forest stopped moving, and even the large white clouds in the sky, like cotton candy, solidified, as if they were pulled into the rice paper.
Cold sweat ran down his forehead and slid across his cheeks. Ji Jianting stretched out his big hand and wiped it!
Suddenly, he raised his head and looked into the sky!
The white clouds, as majestic and huge as mountains, twisted crazily at this moment, surging towards both sides, leaving a very long line in the middle.
"Could it be that...Zhu Shiji is back?!" As soon as this thought appeared, it lingered in Ji Jianting's mind like a nightmare and could not go away.
"What should I do? What should I do? Immeasurable motherfucker!" Zhu Shiji, one of the six strongest people in the Xuanling Realm, stands at the pinnacle of existence. He has repeatedly attacked the Nascent Soul Realm. Although he failed, he at least saw other people.
One dimension.
His power is so unpredictable that ordinary monks at the peak of the golden elixir could fight against him, but they would be killed instantly.
In his eyes, Ji Jianting, who was in the early stage of Jindan, was just a fat pig that was overfed and could not pose any threat.
The strange phenomenon of the white clouds told Ji Jianting that Zhu Shiji would be back soon and there was not much time left for him.
Run? Impossible!
What to do? Ji Jianting made a decision!
There was blood everywhere in the White Jade Square. Ji Jianting dipped his hand in it and applied it vigorously on the pig's face.
Picking up a long sword not far away, Ji Jianting reluctantly scratched his thigh.
Blood gushed out like a fountain, and Ji Jianjing let out a miserable howl like a slaughtering pig, "Immeasurable motherfucker, I love you so much. You bastard named Chen, just wait. One day I will catch you and put you to death."
All your internal organs will be knocked out."
The grinning Ji Jian stood up and lay down among the corpses on the ground, even his breath became extremely weak.
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Ji Jianting's guess was right and his choice was right. Fortunately, he didn't run away.
From the horizon, there was thunder, but the sky was clear in all directions. It was the sound of air oscillation caused by Yukong's flying speed, which was shocking.
Two thunderbolts came from the sky at lightning speed. They were so fast and so bright that they seemed to be burning.