Tease the Heavens

This is a space that emits a faint light on one side. It is more than ten feet wide and less than ten feet high. The four walls are made of unknown materials. They look like bronze and black iron. There are also dense human figures in the mountains and rivers. The people dancing around the flames, the people in front of the creeping beasts, the people who roared silently on the flames, and stretched out their hands to the sky…

Ji Jiu woke up from his long sleep. The first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to look at his body. Now his body is in the shape of a faint mist, floating in the air, seemingly weightless. He sighed inwardly.

"It looks like he's still dead, but he's not dead yet..."

Ji Jiu raised his eyes and glanced at this strange space. He didn't know how many years he had been sleeping. He even clearly remembered the scene "before death" in his mind. , he cast a forbidden technique and watched his body explode with a blank face. Thousands of enemies who had just rushed into the abyss retreated in horror, and then turned into ashes in a violent explosion.

"Maybe this is the inner space of the Xumi ring." Ji Jiu thought, the mysterious ring he got from the sword grave is far harder than any magic weapon, and can be preserved intact in the explosion that destroyed Yiyuan. , its hardness is also evident.

At that time, I was lucky enough to escape death, but what can I do with my current state of remnant soul?

Ji Jiu thought about it for a while. Rao was that he had no choice at this time. He tried to stick a strand of the remnant soul out of the ring, but there was no obstacle. It was smoother than expected.

Outside is an quaint house. Although the decoration is not luxurious, it is much better than ordinary people. There is a pale boy lying on the bed. He looks like sixteen or seventeen years old. His eyes are dull and slightly demented. is being worn on his hand.

Several maids stood aside, talking in low voices.

"What should I do? The third young master still looks like this dementia. Madam has invited almost all the doctors in Nanshan Town."

"The third young master was hit too hard this time."

"It's all Xie Yanran's fault. If she hadn't come to break off the marriage, how could the third young master be like this? Because of this, Madam's eyes were swollen from crying."

"Alas, when the third young master was still a peerless genius, why didn't you see her to break off the marriage, and now she has become a waste for some reason, but she has come to the bottom of the hole. The most hateful thing is that she even shot and injured the third young master."

"Keep your voice down and say a few words less. Then Xie Yanran has joined the Luoxia Sect. Now her Xie family is in Nanshan Town, but no one dares to provoke her."

"I don't know what the third young master was thinking, but he made a three-year contract. Isn't this self-disgrace?"

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Inside the ring, Ji Jiu looked strange. Hearing the conversation outside, how could it be exactly the same as the routine of a broken fantasy novel he had read in his previous life, and he seemed to be the golden finger of the protagonist of the waste material - grandfather?

Ji Jiu subconsciously looked at his hands that were in the state of soul, they were still fair and slender, the corners of his lips lifted, and he sneered, how could the fiercely famous Ji Laomo be an old grandfather? However, since that is the case, let's be for a while.

Will you take the lead role in the future and replace him? Ji Jiu doesn't have that kind of thought yet. If he can't reshape his own body, taking the house is the last resort.

As a member of the vast number of transmigrators, it is impossible for Ji Jiu to come to this world without a golden finger. His unparalleled talent is no weaker than anyone else's. No matter what kind of cultivation method or inheritance, Ji Jiu will not be able to learn it at a glance. of.

The youngest god-turning powerhouse in the Central Sky Region for thousands of years, the abandoned disciple of the sword pavilion, the inheritor of ancient demons, the one who killed millions of warriors, and the scumbag in the Parkson world...

Ji Jiu couldn't remember how many depraved things he did. Anyway, when he was alive, his enemies were everywhere. If it weren't for the fact that he was seriously injured by the guardian puppet because he broke into an ancient secret realm, how could he be chased and killed by the enemy all the way, and finally escaped to Shen Yueyuan, choosing to self-destruct and perish with all the enemies.

But that's all over, isn't he still dead now, when the enemy family, sooner or later, he will come to the door one by one.

Now, the state of this remnant soul cannot be exposed.

Ji Jiu chose to observe temporarily.

After three days, Ji Jiucai finally understood the situation of the young man. He is a person with a delicate mind. If he is not sure, he will not easily expose his existence to others.

The young man's name is Qin Hao, the third young master of the Qin family of the three major families in Nanshan Town. He has an amazing talent for martial arts since he was a child. for waste.

Family despised, outsiders ridiculed, Qingmei broke off the marriage, remarried others... With the ups and downs, Qin Hao couldn't stand such a blow and became a fool.

But Ji Jiu knew that Qin Hao wasn't really stupid, he just didn't want to accept this fact. So as an "old grandfather", Ji Jiu needs to light a candle for Qin Hao at the darkest time in his life.

It was night, and the maids withdrew.

In the house with the oil lamp lit, the young man lying on the bed was still pale, his eyes staring at the roof.

An ethereal old voice suddenly entered his ears, "Young man, do you want to become stronger?"

Qin Hao heard this, turned his head blankly and asked, "Who is it? Who is talking?"

There was silence outside the window, the moonlight was cold, the night wind was rustling, and no one was there.

Ji Jiu sat in the void inside the ring, lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers, while suppressing her voice, "Don't care who I am, do you want to become stronger?"

Qin Hao shuddered, sat up from the bed, and looked around for no one, but he really heard someone talking to him.

"Of course I want to become stronger. Who are you?" His voice trembled slightly, a little frightened.

A smile appeared on Ji Jiu's face, "Don't be afraid, I'm your grandfather... No, your old grandfather."

Qin Hao was stunned for a while, then he gritted his teeth and regained his composure secretly, "Who is the senior? Don't pretend to be a ghost, my grandfather is still alive today."

Ji Jiu raised her head and glanced, and a faint light came in from the outside of the ring, "Young man, look down at your right index finger."

Qin Hao immediately lowered his head and glanced at the words. A rusty and simple ring was being worn between his fingers. He showed a sudden look. He bought it at a stall many years ago. There was a hint of coldness in the cultivation. Help him meditate.

He asked in a somewhat uncertain voice, "Senior, are you in the ring?"

He once heard his father mention that when a warrior reaches a certain realm, he can cultivate his soul, and the soul is so powerful that it can even leave the body and be stored in other places, which is indelible. If this is the case, the person who spoke just now might be a rare master.

Ji Jiu had an interesting smile on her face, but said in a serious tone: "This old man has been sleeping for many years, and you wake up today, we are also destined."

Hearing this, Qin Hao was immediately excited, and he had a vague guess in his heart, "What do you mean by senior? You asked me just now, do you want to become stronger?"

Ji Jiu smiled and said, "Exactly."

Qin Hao nodded vigorously, with hatred in his eyes and a trembling voice, "Think, I have always wanted to become stronger, so strong that I will never be ridiculed and humiliated like this again, so strong that all those who have insulted me regret it."

Ji Jiu smiled and said: "Young man, you are right to have this idea. You must know that there was a person who had the same experience as you. He said a word, 'Don't bully the poor boy', and later he became a very remarkable person. ."

"Don't bully the poor..." Qin Hao repeated this sentence, only to feel a surge of enthusiasm in his mind, he quickly said: "Senior, can you help me?"

"As your grandfather, I will naturally help you." Ji Jiu laughed and jokingly replied casually.

He wouldn't tell Qin Hao now that it is because of his existence that his cultivation for so many years has not advanced but retreated. Now what Ji Jiu wants to do is to look like a kind-hearted old man.

Qin Hao was overjoyed. Although he didn't know what "old grandfather" meant, if there was such a strong person to help him, he believed that he would be able to regain his former glory of genius in a short time.

Those who insulted others in the past will be repaid in the future.

"Senior..." Qin Hao was about to speak.

Ji Jiu suddenly interrupted him, "Don't talk, I'll teach you a practice right now... You just need to practice."

Immediately, a series of words fell into Qin Hao's mind and turned into simple and esoteric symbols. Each symbol was difficult to recognize at a glance. At first glance, it was mysterious, vague and unpredictable.

Qin Hao's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he muttered to himself, "Life is a decision..."

As soon as he heard the name, he felt that there were infinite mysteries. He immediately took off the ring, put it on the table, and respectfully kowtowed three times with an excited tone, "Thank you, senior, for spreading the practice."

Ji Jiu responded indifferently, "Get up, your talent is very strong, and the reason for your lack of cultivation is that your family's exercises are not suitable, but from today onwards your world will be turned upside down. ."

Hearing this, Qin Hao got up quickly, his excitement was hard to hide, and he put the ring away carefully, no longer as if he had just casually put it on his finger, for fear of losing it, he wanted to call Ji Jiu, but the room returned to silence and no one answered. .

"Warrior cultivation is divided into mortal ranks, entering the spirit, and the soul palace..."

"Ordinary steps are divided into qi, internal energy, external release, and unity. The most powerful practice in the family can only stop at the external release stage. This practice is far beyond that, and I can't expose it. Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable." Qin Hao thought so, his eyes were stern, no longer as stupid as before.

He was immersed in joy, and he forgot to ask the old man in the ring about the origin.

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On the second day, it was not yet dawn.

Early in the morning, everyone in the Qin family found that their third young master was practicing in the martial arts field. His face was rosy and his breath was long. integrity.

Qin’s father and Qin’s mother are very pleased. After all, since Qin Hao became a waste many years ago, he has never been to the martial arts field again, because there will be many disciples of the same family who will humiliate and ridicule him, but today, he is obviously different.

In Qin Hao's position, he glanced at the people around him who had ridiculed him, with a bit of disdain and a bit of emotion. If there was no senior's existence, how could he have such courage today.

Last night, he hurriedly used the "Life and Creation Art" to cultivate, and soon found that his cultivation base, which he had not advanced for many years, was showing signs of loosening. At the thirteenth level of qi, he regressed from the seventh level to the third level, and one card was many years.

In just one night, he went from the third floor of feeling qi to the sixth floor, and he caught up with many of his peers at once.