Chapter 178: Pluck the Snow to Find Flowers, Burn the Lamp to Continue the Day

boom!

The bloody light passed directly between his eyebrows and bombarded the Xishui River outside the ancient city of Taichu!

The Xishui surged and roared, and the blood-stained water waves rose into the sky with a loud noise, but they couldn't get close to the towering city walls of the outer city of Taichu Ancient City at all.

Shen Xuedi stood quietly in the same place, the snow-white divine power quickly dissipated, and the brocade snow clothes she was wearing were also shattered inch by inch. After a few breaths, her flawless divine body like jade was completely displayed in front of countless creatures.

"What a nice view!"

"This is Shen Xue's Divine Reverence God, this is actually the Divine Reverence God God!"

"It turns out... the gods can also be blasphemed."

After a moment of boiling, it was replaced by silence and dead silence.

Hundreds of thousands of souls watched Shen Xue's jade body from the inside out.

"Ji Yuenian, I want you to die!"

The girl raised her head abruptly, and looked straight at Ji Yuenian with extremely resentful eyes.

At this time, many blood-red cracks appeared on its jade-like snow skin, and these cracks were constantly expanding, and it seemed that they would burst open at any time.

Under the slight opening of its sandalwood mouth, a white rainbow pierced through it, carrying the unstoppable mighty power of the true spirit, and attacked Ji Yuenian rapidly.

boom!

The blood-colored sword light burst completely, strangling Shen Xuedi's divine body into countless pieces. In her last consciousness before she fell into darkness, she faintly saw that the young man took out a snow-white light ball, which was very casually blocked. forward.

That was the divine power condensate that he had condensed from the three-level source divine power a long time ago, but the current divine force condensed with black streaks, engulfing all the snow-white rainbows that he spit out at the end. went in.

"No, I will curse you at the cost of the true spirit being broken!"

The screams of bitterness and resentment became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared completely, but a tiny black flower brand emerged from the nothingness, and was directly printed on Ji Yuenian's eyebrows.

Shen Xuedi gave up the chance to save the righteous gods and remnants in exchange for a vicious curse on Ji Yuenian.

"This curse is a bit troublesome, but it's not impossible to resolve, I'll do it for you afterwards..."

Ji Suming frowned slightly, and before the words in his mouth were finished, he saw that a twelve-petaled golden lotus brand appeared between Ji Yuenian's eyebrows, and directly swallowed the dark flower, leaving no trace of its existence.

"This god's methods are very clumsy, and there is no need for the ancestors to take action." Ji Yuenian glanced at the place where the god body of Shenxue Land was broken, and spoke softly.

"Yes, it seems that the luck on your body is similar to mine back then, and you also have many adventures," Ji Suming's eyes showed a little approval, "Only in this way can you break your cultivation into a higher realm. Every great power that has been cultivated successfully has once been a generation of adventures, if it is not for the addition of luck and adventure, most of the creatures can hardly cultivate the real power at all."

At this moment, more than 20 souls in the realm of returning to the true state ascended the sky one after another, walked under the two of them, and saluted respectfully: "I have seen the ancestors."

"I have seen Mr. Ji Yuenian."

Ji Yuenian killed Chen Yanyang, who was in the realm of Shenhai Yunling within the territory of destroying the sun. This matter has almost spread throughout the realm of Yuanyan, and according to the word of mouth of several Ji's family who survived a hundred years ago, now The more than 100 bloodlines of Ji's family have been known, and this person is the undetermined son of the third mountain range of Taiyu Shengzong, Ji Yuenian.

"Let's go."

Ji Suming frowned slightly, waved his sleeve robe lightly, and a divine light that appeared out of thin air directly rolled all these people back into Anyang County City.

Ji Yuenian handed over the two snow-white light balls and the ghost clothes that he had just taken to Ji Su's life, and said, "The matter of stealing the pillars and connecting the divine seal with the source of divine power, I still need to trouble my ancestors."

Ji Suming lowered his eyes and looked at the dark ribbon of brilliance, his eyes also revealed a little wonder: "Your mind is really astonishing, if this happens, the newly born Taichu god It is no different from your avatar, and the magic and mystery of it are really indescribable."

"You still need to thank your ancestors. If you don't have the cultivation base of your ancestors in the upper realm of Shenhai Yunling, this matter will never be possible in a short period of time." Ji Yuenian knew that this matter still needed Ji Suming to take action in person, of course not Will take all the credit for it.

Ji Suming shook his head, no longer speaking, but directly placed a divine light curtain on his side, saying: "I will photograph the Taichu Shenyin here, and pass your ghostly robe through the Shenxue Land. The source of divine power is refined into it, and during this period of time, everything in Taichu's territory is in your hands."

Ji Yuenian was silent for a while, and said, "Good."

The yin and qi of heaven and earth lingered out. When Ji Yuenian fell into the Anyang county town, the place where Ji Su's fate was located in the extreme sky had turned into a black and white light ball with a radius of hundreds of feet, with a huge vortex on it. It flowed out and swallowed the heaven and earth vitality in the territory of Taichu.

"I've seen Mr. Ji Yuenian!"

"I've seen your son!"

There are more than 100 Ji family bloodlines, both male and female, of all kinds. At this time, seeing Ji Yuenian wearing Mo Yuan cloud pattern robe slowly falling, no matter what he thinks in his heart, his face is full of respect.

Although these people have never heard what Ji Suming said, but with the status of Ji Yuenian... there is no one in the Ji family who can compete with him.

"No ceremony," Ji Yuenian landed on the stone bridge of several zhang in Anyang City, and his quiet eyes slowly swept across the different Ji family members, "Where is Ji Luohai?"

thump.

"Eldest son! Please spare my life!"

Ji Luohai's face was pale, and he walked out from behind several Ji family members who were in the realm of truth, and actually knelt directly under the stone bridge.

Ji Yuenian lowered her gaze and looked at Ji Luohai, who was kneeling on the ground and shivering. The events of a hundred years ago came to mind one after another.

This "eldest son" has been called a long time ago, but now it sounds like a world away.

The rest of the Ji family looked at the majestic Great Elder in disbelief, and were inexplicably shocked.

Ji Yuenian shook his head slightly and said, "What's your fault?"

At this time, cold sweat was oozing out of Ji Luohai's forehead, and he said in a trembling voice: "Eldest son, please spare my life! I used to be greedy for profit. To die!"

Ji Yuenian laughed a little for a while, and waved his sleeves: "I called you, not for this."

"What?" Ji Luohai seemed to have come back from the gate of hell, raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead, staring blankly at Ji Yuenian above the stone bridge, "Eldest son..."

"Does the Zhao family still exist now?" Ji Yue young, brushing his sleeves, said softly, "Old Patriarch Zhao... Zhao Xingyan, has he passed away?"

Zhao Xingyan, the person who brought Zhao Yinyue out of the Yueling Remnant Realm.

At the beginning, Princess Ao Li's true spiritual memory was covered up, and Ji Yuenian never noticed this half-crazy, half-stupid Patriarch Zhao, but now he wants to come... This Patriarch Zhao must still have clues about Ao Li.

There is even a slight possibility that through Zhao Xingyan, the scene in the depths of his memory that Ji Yuenian has been somewhat puzzled has been revealed.

Under the bright white moonlight, Zhao Yinyue was playing with some woodcarvings that had never appeared in the records of Beiju Luzhou, and Ji Hong was shocked and called these woodcarvings "unprecedented evil gods". .

But Zhao Yinyue called those wood carvings "Arhat".

"Eldest son, there are only the Ji family and the Zhao family left in the ancient city of Taichu. The old Zhao family owner seems to have disappeared for many years. I don't know if he is still in the world at this time." Without Ji Yuenian's permission , Ji Luohai was still kneeling on the ground at the moment, but his panicked expression was much more relaxed.

"Follow me to Zhao's house immediately."

Between Ji Yuenian's sleeves, stepping up from the stone bridge, a mysterious energy directly rolled Ji Luohai, who had returned to the upper realm, to his side.

"Yes, eldest son!"

Ji Luohai nodded hurriedly, knowing that he had saved his life, and he was calm.

Before leaving with Ji Yuenian, he turned around and put on a dignified face, and said to the Ji family: "You wait here, before the eldest son and I return, no one is allowed to leave Anyang without authorization. County Town!"

"Yes, Great Elder."

The sparse voices of reconciliation came up. Obviously, Ji Luohai's performance was extremely unbearable, and these Ji family bloodlines re-acquainted with this "Shou Shou Shang Zhen".

Fuliu City, Zhao family.

This city was built decades ago, specifically to accommodate the people of the Zhao family.

In the west corner of Fuliu City, the gray river water flows under the rocks, and a few crows flutter their wings and climb on the rotten branches. The old courtyard is already full of weeds, obviously No one came to clean for a long time.

"Pick the snow to find flowers, burn the lights to continue the day..."

The old, hoarse voice came intermittently, and a thin old man was lying on the dilapidated wooden couch, looking up at the hundred-zhang black and white light ball above the sky of the ancient city of Taichu, and murmured in a low voice.