Lingnan Cave has now begun to be renovated drastically.

The towering dark palaces rose up from the mountain peaks, and the black clouds were lingering. At a glance, it was like a battle flag inserted into the sky, which was very spectacular.

Li Wuxie intends to transform Lingnan Cave into a city. Now it can be seen that many warriors are carrying wood, stone, iron ore... They come and go. From time to time, there are soul-melting warriors flying past in the sky, holding long weave whips. See someone below. If there is laziness, the long whip will fall in an instant, which can cause serious injury or tragic death.

It can be described as a grief.

Ji Jiu didn't care about this, and went straight back to the main hall. He didn't need to worry about Yu Liang, he would find a place to practice himself, and the cultivation resources were now more abundant than the Yu family.

"The inheritance of ancient demons has an extraordinary origin. I once guessed that it came from outside the sky, but now it does not seem to be the case. It is very likely that it was the inheritance of Parkson World a long time ago." Ji Jiu thought, he took out the black mad knife, and the pattern on the handle of the knife was faintly transmitted. It smells fishy, ​​and I don't know how much blood of living beings I have drank.

"I know you have spirit, so let's talk." Ji Jiu patted the blade, like greeting an old friend.

He waited silently, and said no more,

After a while, the blade hummed and vibrated, and then the scarlet blood was like flowing blood, gradually filling the pitch-black blade, and then a low male voice sounded, "You have an aura I am familiar with."

His voice sounded indistinct, and there was a pause in places, as if he had just learned the language.

"I know." Seeing Crazy Saber's reaction, Ji Jiu also felt relieved. If there is a spirit, it will be easier to handle. Although it is extremely difficult to give birth to a spirit in a weapon, it is not rare.

The familiar aura that Crazy Blade sensed should come from his own ancient demon inheritance, the Great Magic of Ten Thousand Transformations.

"You..." Crazy Blade suddenly froze.

Ji Jiu in its eyes suddenly smiled, and then a majestic and heavy pressure rolled around the blade, and he was pressing him, as if he wanted to penetrate inside.

"What do you want to do?" His tone was unnatural, with anger.

"Of course it's a soul search." Ji Jiu shrugged his shoulders, his eyes filled with purple meaning, the soul has been promoted to the primordial spirit, and he is about to invade. He didn't even think about asking anything.

I just asked if the Spirit of Crazy Blade existed, because I was afraid that its consciousness was too weak, and I couldn't help searching for my soul. Now it seems that its consciousness is still quite clear, so it can be inferred that it is in a good state.

"Stop! You are... wrong." The Spirit of Crazy Blade roared.

"Want to know what to ask..." Its words sank.

Ji Jiu won't listen to its nonsense. Although it is enough for ordinary people to be ecstatic to get a weapon with a spirit, Ji Jiu won't. He doesn't like the method of "dealing", it may sound good, he and spirit Trade for something, and the spirit grants him infinite power.

But he now has the same power as the spirit, so what he wants is plunder, not charity.

The next moment, a scorched black land appeared in front of Ji Jiu's eyes. The ancient tribes came from the wasteland. Their warriors were shirtless, their bodies outlined totems, their faces were smeared with blood, and they were holding black stone axes.

The ground was torn apart, and black rain fell from the sky.

Countless tribes came and gathered on the central high platform.

Surrounded by people who looked like sacrifices, they knelt down on the edge of the central altar. There were dense human heads in all directions.

In the distant sky, there was a tall figure whose body was torn apart, pierced by a spear, and the sky was stained with blood, like a scar running through the sky, but the blood that spilled was not his.

On the other side, there are still many figures fighting, the sky is torn apart, the sun and the moon are dim, and the aftermath of the wave of the hand turns the land of thousands of miles into a sea of ​​ash.

Ji Jiu looked closely at the thin black-clothed man among them. The spear was thrown by him with one hand. It seemed to penetrate time and time and space, and even the void shattered inch by inch, making Ji Jiu's heart tense.

The picture ends here, and the next step is the birth process of the Spirit of Crazy Blade. It was born from the condensation of thousands of resentments and hatreds. There are many weapons with it, but they are scattered everywhere.

Then the sword spirit awakened, fell from the sky, and was obtained by Gu Yunfeng. In the following transactions, the sword spirit gave Gu Yunfeng the power, and Gu Yunfeng sacrificed his life to it.

Ji Jiu didn't care about it, and continued to look at its experience.

In fact, the sword spirit is not much different from the human soul. It has consciousness, memory, and powerful power, but it feeds on its longevity and can grow accordingly.

call! !

After reading it, Ji Jiu immediately opened his mouth and swallowed the sword spirit into his belly. It wanted to struggle, but in the face of Ji Jiu's strength, it was completely unable to resist.

The black long knife was suddenly broken and turned into pieces.

"It also has the idea of ​​seeking skin with a tiger, but it's a pity that it met a tiger like you." Qi Mei chuckled.

Ji Jiu ignored her teasing. The scene of the battle was still stuck in his mind. The emaciated man in black left a deep impression on him, and there seemed to be some invisible connection between the two.

The two faintly echoed, as if he was himself, and he was himself.

"Could it be that my inheritance came from him?" Ji Jiu pondered and touched the ring.

The blood floating in the sky is clearly demon blood, and the source of the demon blood is the man in black.

Ji Jiu's last body is a demon body, and the black demon blood flows.

This had to make him have some associations.

"Forget it, let it go if you don't understand it for the time being."

Ji Jiu took off the mask and rubbed his eyebrows with some headache. He is not a prophet, and he does not know many things.

Afterwards, Li Wuxie came in to see him, and mentioned the things that Ji Jiu had arranged recently. After all, there are many strange things to be found, especially after hundreds of thousands of years, it is not easy to say.

However, since it was arranged by Ji Jiu, the people below naturally did it wholeheartedly and did not dare to fool him at all.

Maybe this devil was in a bad mood and just killed himself.

The establishment of the Heavenly Sect did not have the so-called cohesion. Everyone was completely afraid of the power of Heavenly Venerate. Of course, Ji Jiu didn't care. He established the Heavenly Sect on a whim.

What a simple thing.

"Three Saints rootless water, I asked many pharmacists about this, and they all said that they had never heard of it, and there were other miscellaneous things, but they still didn't have any clues." Li Wuxie's face was distressed, and he was ready to meet Ji Jiu's scolding, but Ji Jiu just hummed lazily and didn't say anything.

He wasn't stupid enough to think that with these people, he could find what he wanted, and he had never even heard of them, let alone these people.

So for the other things that were still bad, Ji Jiu had to find another way.

Then Li Wuxie withdrew.

The reconstruction of Lingnan Cave still needs him to preside over it.

Ji Jiu didn't intervene in this matter. To be precise, he was too lazy to ask a question. Since Li Wuxie wanted to do it, let him do it.

After Ji Jiu subdued various forces, the right to step aside was actually very large, and it was not a dictatorship. He didn't have the spare time to oversee it. They only needed to provide resources for their own cultivation on time, and they would be there when they were instructed.

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Ji Jiu left Lingnan Cave the next day. Few people knew about this matter, but the oppressive pressure that shrouded the sky invisibly dissipated a lot, making many warriors secretly sighed, thinking that Tianzun had retreated.

"Looks like he's going to harm something else." Li Wuxie held the small box Ji Jiu left him in his hand and thought to himself. He didn't have much resistance to Ji Jiu controlling his own life and death.

But he doesn't know that he has been taking fake medicines all the time, and his lifespan has long been determined, unless he can break through the gods and become the great master of the robbery.

Ji Jiu took Ah Da straight to the south.

There is the direction of the central sky. But he wasn't going to the Central Tianyu. What he was looking for was the hidden family, the Gongsun family of Tianji Villa.

His method of refining the bullying flag was obtained from a junior of the Gongsun family back then.

Today's widely used retrospective mirror, the refining method comes from the Gongsun family.

The Gongsun family's celestial secrets have reached the pinnacle, and no one can surpass them. It is up to them to find those things that Qi Mei wants.

But Tianji Villa can't be found.

This saying has been passed down since ancient times, because no one knows where they live, not even the great masters.

The mystery of the Gongsun family is far beyond the so-called eight ancient clans in the central sky.

Ji Jiu went in this direction, naturally because he was confident that he could find it, but he didn't know whether the Gongsun family could perceive the future, otherwise Yu Liang's memory would not be wrong.

More than half a month later. A city close to the forest appeared in front of Ji Jiu. He frowned and stopped in the air. He felt it secretly, then moved his footsteps and entered directly.

Jifu City. This is its name.

This is a mortal city. There are very few warriors. Almost all the people who come and go are ordinary people. The city is also very dilapidated. Because it is close to the forest, it is often attacked by monsters.

However, the folk customs are relatively sturdy. Everyone has a knife, and his face shows ruthlessness from time to time. The passing caravans try their best to stay away from the locals.

Gongsun Wujiang, the master of Tianji Mountain Villa Shaozhuang, will flee here in embarrassment soon.

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Gongsun Wujiang escaped from marriage.

As for the reason... Ji Jiu didn't want to know too much, he just wanted to find or catch Gongsun Wujiang.

He casually found an inn and stayed there, drinking by the window every day, his eyes dim.

Ah Da was wearing a black robe, standing behind him like a wooden man, and the icy aura filled the air, causing many ignorant people who saw Ji Jiu's young face and wanted to rob him secretly retreat.

Poor mountains and bad waters make troublesome people, this statement is true.

Seven days later, Ji Jiu finally saw a man in a green shirt dressed as a scholar with a sallow complexion coming out of the forest with a bookcase on his back. Although he was busy, he had a dashing demeanor and a calm face. There was a clear difference between him and the people around him. Come.

Behind the man, a slender figure with mud on his face followed.

"Is it him?" While Ji Jiu looked at the other party, the other party seemed to give him a faint glance, as if with a smile on his face.

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