"Ji Weiliang, how can I help you? Tell me, how can I help you!" Zuo Weiyang wished he could stay in Tongcheng for Ji Weiliang.

"Make Yucheng strong enough to take me back to Yucheng."

Three days later, Qin Ruoxi and Yu Baimeng set off. Such a majestic caravan and such a grand pomp were rare to see in Yuezhou.

In the caravan, in addition to many families from Yucheng and Tongcheng, other traveling merchants also joined it.

After all, the business journey is unpredictable, so it is of course better to have a war department to protect you.

Zuo Weiyang lived up to his reputation as a skinned devil. After a lot of beatings, he accepted the protection fee and made everyone grateful. Of course, he had to shave two ounces of oil from mosquitoes, and Zuo Weiyang's reputation became louder and louder.

A few days later, the remaining spiritual cultivators in Yu Qi were also taken away by Zuo Weiyang. They had to return to Yu City as soon as possible. Spring plowing was coming, and many things needed to be prepared early.

Only Ji Weiliang was left in Tongcheng.

A man knocked on the wooden door and said at the door, "Miss, my son's teacher is here today, and I would like to pay a visit to the lady."

Zhuang Qiang is the son of the old housekeeper. Unlike the old housekeeper's thoroughness, Zhuang Qiang is a farmer and doesn't understand Ji Weiliang's rules at all.

It was after the old housekeeper was injured that Ji Weiliang found him and took care of him.

"No." Ji Weiliang is not interested in these. She is waiting for the Ji family. Except for the Ji family, she is not interested in other visits.

During this time, many people wanted to see her, but she refused them all.

Zuo Weiyang left. Fortunately, there was Lin Xi in Tongcheng. Lin Xi had set up a magic circle around the 20-mile radius of this small wooden house. No one could enter without Ji Weiliang's permission.

"But..." Zhuang Qiang didn't want to give up. His son's sect said that as long as he could meet Ji Kuaishou, his son would have the opportunity to become an inner sect disciple and receive careful instruction from the golden elixir cultivator.

"Back off." Ji Weiliang fiddled with the chess pieces on the table. The next moment, Zhuang Qiang was standing ten miles away from the cabin.

This is the array that Lin Xi has set up for Ji Weiliang. Ji Weiliang can control the positions of the characters in the array at will through the chess game on the table.

"This thing is quite interesting."

Ji Weiliang smiled, showing a little interest in the magic circle.

"Perhaps next time Lin Xi comes over, I can ask him to give me some jade slips explaining the magic circle."

Touching the black cloth strip on the dressing table, Ji Weiliang sighed again.

Some time ago at Ji's house, she lost control for a while. If it weren't for Kufeng Mountain and Ling Jinxi's help, she would have exhausted her spiritual power. If she was not careful, the golden elixir would completely explode, and half of Tongcheng would be destroyed.

Collapse.

Coupled with the experience of losing control in the shallow fish forest, the fear of being unable to control herself still sent shivers down her spine when she thought about it.

The fragmentation of the golden elixir is a terminal disease in the world of cultivation. Ji Weiliang has no choice but to use her spiritual power as much as possible and take more elixirs to maintain the spiritual power in her body. Although it treats the symptoms but not the root cause, it can at least extend her lifespan.

However, Ji Weiliang still has such unstable factors. If she returns to Yucheng, she will be a burden to Yucheng.

In the mirror, the right eye looks normal, but the left eye looks like a demon from hell.

Perhaps because of this period of time, Ji Weiliang got used to it and felt that the eyes no longer looked so scary.

If you think about it seriously, she and the boy from Dry Wind Mountain, together, couldn't even get a pair of perfect eyes, so they were in the same boat.

Turning out a jade slip, Ji Weiliang leaned on the couch, sorting out his thoughts, and recorded the key points of his thoughts on the jade slip from time to time, which was considered writing a diary.

In the wooden house, firewood crackled and exploded from time to time, burning with rosin, and mushroom soup was simmering on the small stove.

Quiet, warm, cozy, and comfortable, it seems peaceful, but in fact, every second of tranquility hides countless problems, and there are countless problems waiting for Ji Weiliang to solve.

***

Qianfeng sat on the top of the dry wind mountain and looked at the sea, as if he wanted to exhaust the sea with his eyes, or maybe he had already drowned in it.

In the cave on the hillside of Dry Wind Mountain, Ling Jinxi's practice came to an end. The starlight beside him dispersed slightly, slowly falling and disappearing.

"I can finally resume practice." Ling Jinxi breathed a sigh of relief. After this period of practice, the power in his body was slowly stabilized.

It has to be said that Ling Jinxi has paid a lot, but that is not important. For him, it is enough to survive and continue to practice.

The curse seal of Wanren Mountain has been integrated into his bones, the acacia brocade is wrapped around his flesh and blood, and the cloud of hatred is deeply buried in his blood.

Because the curse seal of Wanren Mountain was gone, Ling Jinxi's eyes returned to normal.

It's funny to say that he had an eye problem when he was a child. His mother took him to Wanren Mountain to seek medical treatment. The god said that the disease was incurable and asked him to stay in Wanren Mountain. As long as he did not leave Wanren Mountain, his eyes would not heal.

deterioration.

But Ling Jinxi was unwilling to give in. He didn't understand why other sons of gods could leave Wanren Mountain, but he had to be trapped there.

Determined to die outside, Ling Jinxi left Wanren Mountain with her mother and sister, honing her sword skills while looking for a way to suppress the curse on her eyes.

Unexpectedly, the so-called curse turned out to be the divine seal of Wanren Mountain.

Should you hate it?

Been fooled for so many years.

Ling Jinxi slowly opened her eyes.

If others look at it, they will see a pair of bright and beautiful eyes. The corners of the eyes are long and upward, making them look cold and arrogant. The eyes are clear and watery, and they are plump. When you smile, your eyes are as crooked as the first moon.

No one could have imagined that what had been hidden under the black cloth of runes for nearly twenty years was a pair of such bright and bright eyes.

Ling Jinxi touched her eyes, feeling a little confused.

Can he be a normal person instead of a blind person in the future?

You can see the world without using spiritual power.

This feeling is unfamiliar to him.

He had made divine promises twice before, but they were only temporary recoveries, and they were both in extremely critical situations, and he was unable to take a closer look at the world.

But this time, he really recovered and his eyes really healed!

When he truly saw the world with his eyes, Ling Jinxi showed his former smile after a brief moment of uneasiness.

The past is just the past, and the meaning of existence is that he never wants to go back to that past.

For him, what matters is always the present and the future.

Being able to completely restore normal eyes and know the truth is already a gift from fate.

After walking out of the cave, Ling Jinxi climbed up the mountain wall.

Sure enough, Qianfeng was still sitting there.

"Thank you, senior, for saving your life."

Ling Jinxi knelt on one knee beside Qianfeng. For Ling Jinxi, she was lucky enough to survive.
Chapter completed!