Chapter 242 Please Follow Us
Ji Hanyuan raised his hand and asked the disciples around him to leave.
"You are not my biological sister."
"Ah?" Ji Hansu was confused.
Ji Hanyuan, who was usually too lazy to talk, organized his words. "I brought you home when I was ten years old. You were a baby on the Arctic glacier. I waited there for ten days, but no one came back to look for you, so I brought you home."
Ji Hansu let out a long sigh. No matter if it wasn’t true, her parents treated her like their own child. There was no difference.
"Then using your essence and blood won't damage your foundation, right?"
"Won't."
Ji Hansu moved aside and said, "Go ahead."
Ji Hanyuan patted her head and comforted her clumsily: "Don't be sad."
"Do you think I'm sad?" Ji Hansu pointed at her face.
Ji Hanyuan looked at it carefully, shook his head and walked to the grave mound.
Ling You, actually named Ji Ling You, ran away from home because he was angry with his family and became a wandering cultivator. Later, when he was no longer young and ambitious, he wanted to go home and admit his mistakes, but he was buried in the Jihuo Mountains.
After the underground fire riot in the Jihuo Mountains lifted Ling You's tomb, the spiritual message he left behind was able to break through the weakened formation and find the descendants of the Ji family.
Because the elders of the Ji family had all gone to the clan territory, only Ji Hansu and Ji Hanyuan entered the Jihuo Mountains this time.
Qing Xiao brought Song Ningshu and Qi Yangui to the small grave.
Ji Hansu turned around and cast a slightly inquiring gaze at Qing Xiao, "Everyone, nice to meet you again."
He was only at the fusion stage, but he gave her the feeling that he was deliberately hiding his strength.
Song Ningshu and Qi Yan returned and nodded to her.
Qing Xiao ignored Ji Hansu's gaze and looked at Ji Hanyuan, "Are you taking the essence and blood?"
Ji Hanyuan turned his head silently without saying a word.
Ji Hansu was helpless, "Yes, Ling You San Xiu is the ancestor of our Ji family."
Those who are with the people of Lingxu Sect are not bad people.
Qing Xiao gathered a trace of water in his hand, "It's okay not to take it. Ling You's strength is lower than mine. I can break the outermost isolation formation by force."
Ji Hansu pulled Ji Hanyuan back and said, "Thank you for your help."
If you can avoid taking it, then don't take it. Although taking the essence and blood will not damage the foundation, it still needs to be properly nurtured to recover, so don't let him suffer this pain.
Qing Xiao nodded and injected spiritual power into the small grave.
After a while, an underground palace rose from the ground and connected with the surrounding trees, and the surrounding area was no longer bare.
Qing Xiao retracted his spiritual power and looked at Song Ningshu, "Aning, go and gain experience."
Song Ningshu nodded and let Qingxiao enter the space inside his body.
After Qing Xiao left, Gu Qingyue and the others also arrived.
"I can feel the earthquake from far away." Gu Qingyue looked towards the underground palace.
Ji Hansu looked at the people behind Song Ningshu and was silent. There were many disciples of the Ji family in their group.
Wen Xu looked at the building in front of him curiously and paced back and forth.
Jiang Sui's eyelids twitched, and he pulled him back. "You unlucky bastard, stop wandering around. Don't step on any array mechanism or something like that. You could die."
"Please follow us, junior brother." Jiang Qianliu also said.
"Hahaha..." Song Anran laughed mercilessly.
Wen Xu: ...I give in.
Ji Hansu glanced at their joyful faces and then turned to Qi Yangui. "I heard from the elders in my family that there are many formations in the ancestor's tomb. I'd like to trouble Fellow Daoist Qi to lead the way."
Qi Yangui nodded, "You're welcome. I originally wanted to learn the Dao of formations from Senior Ling You's formations."
Ji Hanyuan held Ji Hansu's wrist and pulled her to his side, saying, "Please."
Qi Yangui nodded and walked forward holding Song Ningshu's hand.
Everyone in the group glanced at Ji Hanyuan before following, and when they turned to look at each other, they saw the excitement in each other's eyes.
Ji Hanyuan was confused: ...
Ji Hansu looked at Ji Hanyuan with a puzzled expression. Why did her brother take the initiative to speak?
"Let's go." Ji Hanyuan pulled her in.
"I want to go on my own."
"Safety."
Ji Hansu: ...What's safety about? If we encounter danger, both of us will be finished.
Her brother has been acting weird lately.
Song Ningshu released Bai Yao and asked him to explore the way.
After Qi Yangui used the formation-breaking beads to break some of the formations he had already learned, he looked at the formation patterns on both sides of the stone walls of the underground palace.
A green light flashed in Song Ningshu's eyes, and with the help of his pupil technique, he could easily see how many formations there were in the hall.
After her pupil technique was upgraded, she could see many weak points of the formation. She was too lazy to dismantle the formation, so she just broke it with brute force.
Tired of reading, Song Ningshu blinked to relieve the dryness in his eyes from overuse.
After glancing at Qi Yangui who was studying the formation, Song Ningshu lowered his head and saw Yao Nian squatting in the corner, fiddling around.
She walked over to her and squatted down, "Sister Yao Nian, what are you doing?"
Yao Nian spread out her hands, and in her palms lay a few translucent pink beads, and inside the beads was a very small walnut.
"The seeds of the ancient peach tree should be delicious after they are grown, right?"
Song Ningshu was silent for a while, then took it and threw it into the space, "I think so."
The more they get along, the more they discover that Yao Nian is also a foodie, but he is not picky about food. Besides Mo Songyun, the first person he thinks of when there is something delicious is Song Ningshu.
"No, why would the seeds of the ancient peach tree be thrown into the cracks in the corner of the wall?" Lou Fanfan also squatted down and asked.
Song Ningshu glanced at Qi Yangui who had recovered. The spiritual power on his body enveloped everyone present. He touched a place next to him with his finger and pressed it.
There was a rumbling sound, the mechanism started, and everyone was falling.
Below is a large peach tree, and now the peach blossoms are in full bloom.
Song Ningshu withdrew his spiritual power and everyone fell to the ground.
Tao Yao folded her arms and looked around the peach tree, "A ninety thousand year old peach tree demon."
Actually, they are from the same clan.
Song Ningshu looked at the big monster that had fallen into a deep sleep, and green mist emanated from his fingertips, transferring some vitality into the tree.
After a while, a bit of demonic power emerged from the huge peach tree, and finally, two huge eyes appeared on the tree.
The branches and leaves of the peach tree demon shook as if it was stretching, and peach blossoms fell to the ground.
"Uh~~" It took a long breath, and then said: "Thank you for waking me up."
The peach tree demon fought with a monster and killed it, but his own foundation was damaged and he couldn't even transform. He fell into a deep sleep until he was awakened by Song Ningshu.
"Breath of vitality, are you the descendant of the God of Wood?" The peach tree demon approached Song Ningshu excitedly, moved the tree forward, and stared directly at her with his big eyes.
This scene is a bit scary.
Qi Yangui embraced Song Ningshu and took a step back.
If Qi Yangui hadn't realized that the other party had malicious intentions, he would have wanted to pull it out. Doesn't he know that his eyes are bigger than Aning's?
Song Ningshu blinked and came back to his senses from his confusion, "No."
She is not a descendant of Sister Shixi, but she is the heir of her power.
"Then why do you have life in you?"
"I have inherited the legacy of the Wood God."
The peach tree demon stretched out a branch and took out a bunch of peaches from somewhere. "Thank you, these are ten thousand year old peaches."
Song Ningshu was silent as she looked at the peaches that were bigger than her head. Did she think she could handle so many people?
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