Taixia, Taisan County

After thousands of years of immortality, the Taiyue still stands tall and majestic, with crowds and crowds, but this prosperity and excitement only belongs to Taiyue's open attractions.

In this ancient mountain range called Taiyue, there are still many deep and secluded places, maintaining the most primitive natural style. If someone comes here, if he is lucky enough, he may encounter the legendary mythological species.

And among the mountains of Taiyue, on an inconspicuous low mountain, there are tall apes crying, tigers roaring, and beside the clear lake, there are white deer and foxes bowing their heads to drink water, with a comfortable expression.

The breeze blows, the fallen flowers are colorful and the fragrance fills the sky. In the purple bamboo forest beside the lake, a quiet path appears with the wind, and an elegant and exquisite Taoist temple appears and disappears.

Rolling ~

The door of the Taoist temple, which had been covered in dust for a long time, suddenly opened, making a somewhat obscure friction sound. A Kun Dao, wearing a feathered robe and star-crowned head, stepped out of it.

The black eyebrows are like picturesque, the eyes are like stars, the bridge of the nose is high and straight, the skin is like jade, the hair is like ink, the shoulders are loose, the white feathered clothes are spotless, it seems that the world is born with the magnificence, gathering the essence of the sun and the moon and shaped.

"Gong Meng, hehe!"

Kundao looked up at the sky. The sky was originally clear, and the wind and clouds changed color in an instant. The scorching thunderstorm meandered through the sky, and the thunder sounded.

Thoughts arise, wind and thunder arise!

However, the thunder wandering in the sky did not fall in the end, but gradually dissipated with a gentle breeze. Kundao, who walked out of the Taoist temple, looked at the clear lake, quietly inspiring, with no sadness or joy on his face.

"Ji Yongze, I will settle the score with you in the future."

Kun Dao seemed to have figured out something, turned around and returned to the Taoist temple. After she walked past, the heavy wooden door slowly closed and closed. The purple bamboo forest immediately returned to its previous tranquility.

And the man walking on the black eagle or the roc, which was far away over the ocean, seemed to be observing it, turned his head slightly, looked at China from afar, and sighed helplessly.

Trench—

At this time, Hei Peng let out a long and refreshing sound, which was originally the ultimate in the world, and the speed that had been around was a little faster. Wherever he passed, a trace of cloud left in the clouds that had lasted for a long time.

“Let’s keep a low profile!”

But the man who took the time to run for a while stomped his feet. He didn't want to cause trouble, so the ferocious bird let out a little unhappy cry and calmed down a little.

Although it still flies rapidly in the air, the place where it passes does not disturb the clouds, just like a phantom, and at the cost, its speed is a little slower than before.

"Mengmeng, it's time to go to bed."

At night, in the manor that had been roughly repaired, Ji Yi pestered him after dinner and asked him to tell stories. Even though he was still full of energy at this time, he still felt a little bit unbearable.

The child is already energetic, and the little guy he took the initiative to take care of is even more special. When he encounters something he is interested in, it will be even more out of control.

"But brother, Mengmeng can't sleep now. Can you tell Mengmeng another chapter?"

The girl who had heard her brother tell the story for a day was not willing to sleep? The plot of the story was about to enter the climax and was broken here, which really made her feel itchy.

"No, when it's time, you have to go to bed. Otherwise, you will develop the bad habit of staying up late in the future."

This time, Ji Yi did not spoil her sister anymore, but looked serious and refused her unreasonable request.

"But I can't sleep, brother, you're telling me for a while."

"If you can't sleep, just recite the pure heart mantra in the story you heard today."

"oh oh."

The three-year-old young man Meng did not question how the martial arts in the story could be used in reality, but he followed the same example. He took the position according to the story he heard today, and then silently recited the mantra.

She has excellent qualifications and excellent memory, and can even be remembered through the past. She can learn from the things she described once by listening to what Ji Yi has.

So, in less than half a quarter of an hour, the little guy who was just making a fuss about listening to the story made a uniform and smooth breath, looking so cute.

"Little guy."

Seeing his sister fall asleep so smoothly, Ji Yi nodded with satisfaction. His sister's qualifications seemed to be even better than he expected, but sometimes, this cannot be considered a good thing.

After carefully examining his sister's cute little face after she fell asleep, Ji Yi also went to bed and prepared to start her night practice.

His cultivation level is not as good as that of Taixia's old monsters who occupy the right time, place, and people, and have lived longer than him, but now he can also replace sleep with meditation.

However, just as Ji Yi had just entered a state of meditation and entered a state of no sorrow or joy, and was about to sink his divine thoughts into his body, his five senses that were amplified were abnormal.

The wind whines and then surrenders, like a humble subject, encountering the king who suddenly comes to him.

The wind that was dominated in an instant, and the manor that was completely quiet and had no rest in the slightest respite, made Ji Yi, who had entered the state of meditation, suddenly opened his eyes.

He turned over and got out of bed, ran to the window, stretched out his head and looked out, and immediately met a pair of shining golden pupils. What a arrogant expression, he was high and did not take everything seriously.

"Big Black?"

However, the child was not afraid at all, but shouted happily, which made the cold posture of the master of the golden eyes collapse, and even turned his head, and he didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Hahaha!"

The awkward posture of trying to get close to someone familiar, but was suddenly called out by Xiaoming'er, and his ugly and annoyed look made Ji Yi laugh out loud, so he skillfully flipped out the window and rushed towards the fearful ferocious bird.

However, the child slowly stopped halfway through the sprint, and even stood there, hesitating, not knowing whether he should go forward.

Because under the familiar childhood playmate's feet, a familiar and unfamiliar figure was talking to the doorman Mr. Qin.

His father, Ji Yongze, has met only a handful of men since he was born.

"Xiao Yi, come here."

However, Ji Yi did not move, which does not mean that the man who came from all the way would not express anything.

He waved to his eldest son, so the child no longer hesitated, walked to the man, looked at the handsome figure, and shouted his proper title.

"dad!"

"How is the practice of the Star Sutra?"
Chapter completed!