The green jade lion sniffed, and couldn't help but think that this kid could do it.

Those Qi training men from the Imperial Heaven Supervision either avoided themselves or were trembling and boring when they saw them.

"The third level of blood exchange is indeed not considered a high-level power.

It’s okay, practice is nothing more than delicious and sleepy.

Come on, take this dragon-transforming pill.

It extracts essence from the flesh and blood of many ferocious beasts and alien species, and is soaked with spiritual liquid and boiled, so I don’t have much left.

If the evil monk still wants to come to me to beg for alms, it would be bad.”

Ji Yuan was a little stunned and looked up at the golden pill size of a pigeon egg in the palm of the green jade lion, like a living creature's beating.

He really wanted to know how simple and honest the 100,000 mountains were to raise such a great injustice...the great demon?

The value of a great pill is already priceless, and tens of thousands of taels of silver is not enough to exchange.

This dragon-transforming pill can help the body cut off hair and cleanse the marrow, increase its skills for at least ten years, and directly break through the blood-changing pill once, which is even more top-notch.

Even the Black Dragon Arsenal has no collection!

"Great injustice... Nine Spirits Demon, you are so affectionate and righteous!

He is worthy of being the mount of the supervisor and knows etiquette and education, which is much better than those mountain spirits and wild monsters!

But I don’t receive any reward without merit. When we meet for the first time, I am not ashamed to receive such a valuable gift!”

Ji Yuan almost expressed his thoughts. After awakening, he waved his hands repeatedly and refused.

"The things I gave out are absolutely no reason to get them back!

If you don’t accept it today, you will look down on me!”

The green jade lion was a little distressed, but when he heard the praising of physical and mental comfort, he suddenly became bold and arrogant.

Most of the mountain spirits and wild monsters I met on weekdays are illiterate, and they just say a few flattering words back and forth.

What is "Brother is right, so is me?" is completely inferior to Ji Yuan.

"Then... I will be disrespectful to the great demon as kind as he is."

Ji Yuan looked helpless and grabbed his five fingers with force, and suddenly felt a strong suction.

With one move, he took the dragon-turning pill into his hand.

Inside the sea of ​​consciousness, the blue fate [Merit] hanging in the Emperor's Heavenly Dao Map lit up at the same time.

"Accumulating profoundly, encountering extraordinary things, buying a treasure, throwing a strange beast, making a blind date with strange people, being beloved by heaven and earth... That's right.

Anyone who goes out to the Imperial Heaven Prison can get a top-grade elixir for nothing. What's the luck?"

Ji Yuan accepted the "gift" and greeted the green jade lion for a while before entering Sheji Tower.

"I hope this Nine Spirits Monster will never know that I am not only a registered disciple of the supervisor, but also the successor of Master Linji's mantle."

The jade lion lying at the gate was bored and rubbing the snowball, suddenly thought:

"Why does this brother Ji look familiar? It seems that he has seen it somewhere?

However, human men and women look very similar, and one nose and two eyes are nothing strange."

...

...

Ji Yuan walked into Sheji Tower and went straight to the seventh floor with the Qiuguan jade plaque hanging around his waist.

This nine-story land that towers into the clouds is not as magnificent building that rises from the ground, but rather as a mysterious world of Sumeru mustard seeds.

The upper and lower floors are independent, and no wooden ladder is installed.

Rely on your own objects to come and go.

The furnishings are also very simple, nothing more than huge bookshelf on all sides.

A few clean and tidy beds and beds.

There are pen holders, inkstones, celadon water tanks, astrology plates, bronze mirrors, and so on.

Ji Yuan used to go to Sheji Tower, but he just went to the fifth floor to search for archived files and isolated ancient books.

Then go back to the seventh floor, read it quietly, and immerse yourself in the sea of ​​books.

The division of labor in Sheji Tower is clear, and the first and second floors are low-ranking officials who run errands and send messages.

The third, fourth and fifth floors of the hihulang, Lingtailang, and secretary are in charge of calculating good and bad luck, recording celestial phenomena, sealing files and other important tasks.

There are four official officials in spring, summer, autumn and winter, usually staying on the sixth and seventh floors.

Observe the dragon veins of the mountains and rivers of the Scenic Dynasty and the changes in the country's fortunes.

Generally speaking, the Qi training genius of the Imperial Heaven Supervision.

The most powerful person you can reach, stop here.

Like the left and right chief clerks on the eighth floor, the dragon is always seen but not the tail.

It is said that the martial arts they practiced are unique and can transform into thousands of things, which are mysterious and mysterious.

That is why we can collect the world's experiences and draw up various lists.

"Sir Dongguan, we're meeting again."

After Ji Yuan stepped onto the seventh floor, he raised the beef covered with greasy paper in his hand and said with a smile:

"The Zhangjiashang in the outer city said that there was another old plowing ox hitting a tree and dying from the tree in Xizhuang, Wannian County.

I happened to pass by, so I bought two kilograms for Lord Dongguan to drink wine.”

There are only two people in the seventh floor.

First, the new Qiu Guan, the registered disciple of the supervisor, Ji Yuan.

In addition, this man surnamed Li, who is ranked as the winter official,

However, this person has no high popularity, unlike those Qi training men who are fluttering in white.

An ordinary face, disheveled hair, describing a dry and haggard.

I often slept among books with a smell of alcohol on my body.

For the sake of his colleagues and the speculation that it may be a sweeping monk.

Ji Yuan did not despise him at all. He occasionally brought two pots of wine or a few kilograms of meat and invited him to enjoy it together.

This unkempt official Li Dong had never been polite.

You will never be lenient in eating and drinking, and you will not take the initiative to pay.

"Official Ji Qiu won my heart deeply, but he is really a close friend.

This Zhangjiashu has beef sauce, with other places.

The taste is stronger, evenly thick, tight but not loose, and it is most suitable for wine!"

When the Dongguan, who was buried in copying books, saw Ji Yuan carrying two stacks of oil paper bags, he immediately stopped writing.

Pick up the green-skin gourds on the red sandalwood eucalyptus and took two cups.

After a while, inside the Qishan Building.

The aroma of wine is everywhere and the aroma of meat is attractive.

"Sir Dongguan is planning to write a book?"

Ji Yuan picked up a piece of beef sauce with two fingers, and saw the big words Qiujin above the eucalyptus in his eyes.

Raise dragons...buried...ancestral veins...

There are too many obscure and mysterious words, such as the secret text of the heavenly book in Taoism.

Even if the layman memorizes it all, he doesn't understand the original intention.

"It's just some experience, not a profound knowledge."

The Dong official surnamed Li took a sip of wine and chuckled softly:

"To be honest, I have been on the seventh floor of Sheji Tower for half a century.

I felt a little understanding of the trend map of the dragon vein that day and night, as well as the copper leakage magic weapon to calculate the national fortune."

Ji Yuan asked casually:

"Can you tell me a little bit and a little bit of claw and have a long experience?"

The Dongguan surnamed Li held the green-skinned gourd and sniffed the smell of wine.

As if intoxicated, he closed his eyes and said:

"If we regard the endless years of this Xuanzhou and the eternal period since the human race has been spiritualized into a history, we can probably make up forty-nine.

Among them, they experienced the ancient battle for gods and demons, the collapse of the heavenly court, the revival of the ancient immortal path, and the great disaster of the Dharma-Ending Dao.
To be continued...