Chapter 67 Jing Lan
If Ji used the Iron Sand Palm to cook, perhaps because the ingredients were too high-grade, the current level of the Iron Sand Palm would find it difficult to cook them quickly.
So it may be under such stimulation that Ji Ruo's proficiency in Iron Sand Palm increased rapidly, and had already reached the level of furnace-fire pure blue. His pair of flesh palms were extremely black, black to the extreme, and even slightly whitish, like, black to the point of shining?
And as his proficiency continued to improve, Ji Ruo's Iron Sand Palm was slowly approaching the fifth level, 'Perfection'.
He could even use the power of Qi and blood to create a flaming palm print that could reach three meters away from the body.
At this stage, Iron Sand Palm can no longer even be called Iron Sand Palm.
Martial arts like Iron Sand Palm are themselves prerequisites for learning some higher-level martial arts. It is normal for them to suddenly become another martial art while being practiced.
Gu Xingzhou ate the Shengsheng Fruit and felt the pure life energy repairing the injuries in his body. Even the ruptured acupoints were slowly healing, and he felt deeply moved.
His future was not blocked, but he would need to expend some energy to reopen the Xingxuan acupoint afterwards.
Looking at Aunt Fengshen Falcon who was still coaxing the children, Gu Xingzhou suddenly said: "Fengshen Falcon, thank you for taking care of these two children during this time..."
He knew that Aunt Fengshen Falcon could understand him and speak human language, which was one of the characteristics of a four-star demon.
It's not that after reaching this stage, the demons will naturally be able to master human language, but the demons at this stage are more evolved and their bodies are more "versatile".
Being able to say it and whether you will say it are two different things.
If you want to master human language, you still have to learn it.
Aunt Fengshen Falcon frowned and said in a slightly awkward voice: "Don't call me Fengshen Falcon, that's a racial name, not my name!"
Gu Xingzhou was stunned for a moment: "Then, what should I call you?"
Aunt Fengshen Falcon thought for a moment and said, "I haven't made up my mind yet."
Ji Ruo interrupted and said, "Auntie, it's been a few days, you still haven't made up your mind?"
“Because it’s hard to imagine!”
Ji Ruo said: "How about I help you think of one?"
"Xiao Ji, if you want to help me think of a name... that's fine, but I have a few requirements. The name must sound nice and fit my identity. It can't be too cliché!"
The reason why Aunt Fengshen Falcon couldn't come up with a satisfactory name for herself for such a long time was mainly because she suffered from her lack of education.
Ji Ruo thought for a moment and asked, "Aunt, your current appearance should not be considered a complete transformation, right? Do you know what you will look like after surviving the star tribulation? Describe it briefly so I can refer to it."
For a demon to advance from four stars to five stars, it is a hurdle that requires going through a catastrophe called star calamity.
The manifestation of star disasters is not constant, but in most cases it is manifested in the form of lightning strikes.
To survive the star calamity is to elevate the essence of life; to fail to survive is to die.
"To survive the star tribulation?" Aunt Fengshen Falcon said nonchalantly, "Why would I need to survive that? There is no one in the Mountain of Ten Thousand Beasts that can threaten me now. I have good food and drink in the Mountain of Ten Thousand Beasts, and my eldest and second children are still so young. Why would I need to survive the star tribulation?"
In my bloodline’s inherited memory, the star calamity was very painful.”
Ji Ruo felt deeply moved.
The bloodline of the Wind God Falcon is considered to be very powerful even among the monsters.
When ordinary demons go through the star tribulation, they consider whether they will live or not, but for the Wind God Falcon, what he considers is whether it will hurt.
"Then auntie, what do you plan to do in the future?" After pondering for a moment, Ji Ruo decided to refer to the actual conditions of Fengshen Falcon.
"As for me, if I have nothing to do, I usually stay in the nest, occasionally coming out to fly around... Now that I have my first and second baby, I will probably spend a lot of time taking care of them in the future."
Ji Ruo: “…”
What a fucking homebody!
After thinking for a moment, Ji Ruo said, "How about your name be 'Jing Lan'?"
"Jinglan?" Aunt Fengshenhun tilted her head.
Ji Ruo explained earnestly, "Yes, Auntie, you are the most beautiful demon I have ever seen. You are noble and elegant. It is difficult to describe your temperament with ordinary words.
The word "quiet" not only expresses your indifferent character and your unique style of doing things among the monsters.
"Lan" refers to the mist in the mountains. Have you ever seen mist? The mist in the morning is hazy and dreamy, and the mist in the evening is mysterious and gorgeous, which just fits your temperament!"
The title of [Diplomatic Spokesperson] continued to gain momentum, and Aunt Fengshen Falcon was very satisfied: "Xiao Ji, if you really know how to talk."
Ji Ruo grinned.
In fact, what he thought was not that complicated at all.
'Jing' means that this aunt is a homebody, and 'Lan' means that she is a wind-type person who lives in the mountains...
Auntie turned to look at Gu Xingzhou: "My name is Jinglan."
Gu Xingzhou: “…”
He took a deep breath.
Seeing with his own eyes that this child named Ji Ruo named Fengshen Falcon in just a few words, the emotions that had just been brewing could no longer be connected - did he need to thank him for this relationship?
He is the one with whom we have the most unfamiliar relationship!
Gu Xingzhou coughed dryly and said, "Well, Jinglan, I..."
"Call me auntie." Jinglan said seriously.
Gu Xingzhou: “?”
Jing Lan said: "I am 373 years old this year."
I can’t chat any more today!
"…Ahem, Ji Ruo, is there anything I can help you with? The food should be ready soon, right?"
Ji Ruo said cheerfully, "It's almost done. I plan to make some cold dishes first. Let's eat them first. Put the cooked food in the pot and cook it for a while. We still have plenty of time."
"Ahem, let the teacher help you..."
Gu Xingzhou didn't call her "Auntie" in the end.
…
If Ji says that there is still plenty of time, it is not nonsense.
Although it was already past midnight when the battle ended, Ji Ruo and Liang Shixian would leave Wanshou Mountain at dawn, and the martial arts exam would officially end.
But when the mountain god tree was harmonizing the earth's veins, it discovered a very serious problem.
That is, the death of the earth-turning dragon has a greater impact on the earth's veins than it imagined. Even until now, small-scale geological changes are occurring in other areas of Wanshou Mountain.
Although the corpse of the earth-digging dragon is still alive, it is missing the most important thing. Once dead, it is dead.
When it was alive, it was the living manifestation of the underground veins of Wanshou Mountain. Now that the earth-turning dragon is dead, the underground veins have lost their restraints and will only become more and more chaotic.
But it’s not a big problem, as the mountain god tree is theoretically the same origin as the earth-turning dragon.
It can serve as a new 'living body' for the Beast Mountain terrain.
So it began to absorb and refine the corpse of the earth-tumbling dragon.
Because they were of the same origin, the earth-turning dragon corpse did not resist the absorption of the mountain sacred tree, but the speed was a little slow.
The secret realm and Daxia are located in two different time and space, and each secret realm is a small world with incomplete rules.
The secret realm of Wanshou Mountain has its own rules. When the "geological management authority is handed over", the flow of time in the mountaintop area becomes relatively slow.
Other areas are not affected, only the top of the mountain.
Therefore, Ji Ruo and Liang Shixian need to stay in the secret realm for a while longer.
We don’t have to stay for long. Once everyone has eaten and drunk enough, it will probably be over.
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