The ancient power of the wheel and the sea shocked all the women present. This method is rarely practiced in today's world.
Legend has it that every different form has a mysterious power, which is completely different from the power obtained through normal cultivation and cannot be guessed at all.
The rising moon on the sea has been famous throughout the ages. Many great powers in ancient times practiced this strange phenomenon, and they were very famous in the Eastern Wilderness.
Ji Haoyue stood there calmly, like a breeze or a flowing cloud, with the tide rising and falling behind her. She was calm on the surface, but a little panicked in her heart.
Even a semi-saint-level powerful person would at least have some reaction to his vision, right?
Is it true, as Xiao Zu said, that this black rat is a sacred beast that is rare to encounter in all ages?
After standing for a while, I found that the black rat was still in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.
Ji Haoyue calmed down and coughed lightly, and said in a leisurely manner: "Senior is too mysterious and my junior is beyond my reach. I wonder if I, senior, would be willing to be the supreme guest of my Ji family?"
Before Yi Bai could say anything, he immediately set out his conditions: "Senior is upright and upright, and I may not like some vulgar things, but my Ji family's business cannot be exempted from vulgarity. I can give senior one hundred thousand catties of gold every month."
"If senior has any other special hobbies, please tell the servants. Our Ji family will take whatever you ask for and do our best to serve senior."
"My Ji Family Scripture Pavilion is also open to all seniors!"
Yi Bai chuckled. As expected, he was cultivated by a big family. He speaks nicely to useful people: "If I accept your Ji family's things, will I have to work hard for your Ji family?"
Ji Haoyue had a warm smile on her face: "Senior, why did you say this? These things are just my family's respect for our seniors!"
"I can guarantee that we will never interfere in the personal activities of our seniors."
Yi Bai's face was full of disbelief. You lied, continue to lie!
Ji Haoyue changed her style: "Of course, if you are bored, senior, you can guide us in our practice in our spare time."
"If senior doesn't like teaching disciples, I know you are unrestrained and unrestrained, you can also go to the major properties under my Ji family's name to supervise and inspect, such as... Huanxi Building."
Facing the meaningful smile of the Son of God, Yi Bai considered for a second and nodded seriously: "Okay!"
As a Holy Land family with a long heritage, it has its own system of guest officials. Named guardians like Yi Bai belong exclusively to Ji Haoyue, and his salary will naturally be counted on him.
From now on, he can be regarded as Yi Bai's boss.
A few days later, Yi Bai moved to the sacred mountain dedicated to Ji Haoyue.
Of course, there were many guests here, and after one night, they all recognized Yi Bai as the boss, and even donated generously, wanting to hand over their wages to him for safekeeping.
After the righteous refusal, Yi Bai informed him that from now on, half of their meals would be given to him as compensation for mental damages.
Within a few days, Mo Mansion became a gathering place for all the guests, with all kinds of delicacies that I had never seen before, and cute and well-behaved maids in attractive clothes.
Of course, since these strong men were chosen to be the guests of the Son of God, they must not be ordinary people. What kind of food and beauties would they want?
The key is to be strong. In this era where a saint is invincible unless the emperor comes out. Being able to get guidance from a saint is simply a sign of merit accumulated in one's previous life.
In this way, there is an endless stream of visitors to Mo Garden every day.
Yi Bai welcomes all comers. This delicious food only tastes more delicious when shared.
...
Standing at the gate of the picturesque Moyuan, imagining the scene inside, Ji Ziyue became more and more angry as she thought about it.
The mountain range of the Son of God is not as full of fairy spirit as the legendary powerful cave, so forget it when the fairy comes to the dust.
Now the so-called holy rat has caused a mess!
Can such a person become a saint?
Ji Ziyue always felt that this black rat must be a liar. He came to Ji's house just to trick the little girl into eating and drinking. He was definitely not a good person.
Justice will know, but it will never be absent!
When they meet on a narrow road, the brave wins. Ji Ziyue decided to sacrifice her ego and challenge the holy rat head-on to expose his true face.
Then he clenched his fists, took two steps forward, kicked the door open, and rushed in fiercely.
A miracle happened!
She was kicked on the little head more than ten times in a row and kicked out of the door. She was still alive with a bruised face and nose and was carried to Ji Haoyue to complain.
"Oh, brother, I was beaten!" Ji Ziyue looked at her favorite brother pitifully.
Ji Haoyue took a closer look and barely recognized that this woman seemed to be his biological sister: "Well...who hit her?"
Flatting her mouth, Ji Ziyue felt extremely wronged. Even her father had never beaten her since she was a child. Now that she was beaten, she couldn't even recognize herself: "Uuuuuuu, who else could it be?
A holy rat, I came to ask for advice, and he was beaten like this!"
"Brother, can you deduct his salary?"
This time, even if the family's forbidden weapon was used, he was beaten without any resistance. Ziyue roughly understood the strength of the black rat.
She knew the importance of a great sage from the fourth level of Sendai to her brother, but she did not mention the idea of expelling the black rat from the Ji family.
Originally, Ji Haoyue had no resistance to the coquettish behavior of her eccentric, beautiful and lovely sister.
But now, looking at the pig head, Ji Haoyue's mind was very clear: "Have you forgotten what my brother taught you?"
Ji Ziyue rubbed her face and replied weakly: "When you encounter a soft persimmon, you must deal with it quickly, otherwise it will change later! When you encounter a tough opponent, you must learn to be humble!"
"So you still remember? Then what did you do today? Knock on the door! Provoke him in public! And call him a liar?"
"The Holy Power cannot be insulted! If you weren't lucky and Mr. Mo Yu had a good temper, I would probably be burning paper money for you now!" Ji Haoyue felt a little funny.
Even if the person is a liar, is it possible for you to mess with a liar who can successfully deceive the entire Ji family?
"Woooooooooo, brother, I was wrong!"
Seeing her sister crying sadly, and having learned a lesson, Ji Haoyue shook her head helplessly, stretched out her hand and touched her sister's head: "It's okay to know your mistake, go back and recover. I'll go make amends to my seniors, apologize, and the matter will be over.
Already."
When her sister left in tears, Ji Haoyue sighed. She didn't say anything, but she felt a little dissatisfied in her heart.
Eat me, drink me, play with me, and now you beat my sister?
However, so what if you are dissatisfied? In the Age of Dharma End, the major holy land dynasties have not produced a saint for thousands of years, and only some older generations are lingering on.
Nowadays, the Ji family inexplicably has a demon saint, and the demon clan's lifespan is known to be long, and it is unlikely that his descendants will need his protection in the future.
Who dares to offend?
The days have calmed down again. The two races of humans and monsters are mortal enemies, but as long as you are strong enough, you can still become each other's guest.
What about the Great Emperor's family? Pride, face, and any sworn relationship between men and monsters are all empty. Interest is the most secure bond.
On this day, a major event occurred in the Eastern Wasteland. The only Qing Emperor in the post-barren ancient era who had attained enlightenment and became an emperor was born from the tomb of the Qing Emperor.
