In the ancient forest more than three hundred miles away from Tanzhou City, a spiritual sheep with three horns and walking on the flowing clouds was running fast, followed closely by Jiang Mingke, who cast spells for free.

"Ming Ke, wait for me, Senior Sister."

"Senior sister, please hurry up. How can we let the spiritual sheep escape after we finally found it?"

Ling Yang was born with great speed, and ordinary monks could not do anything to it. Seeing that there was no way to escape, Ling Yang lowered his head, kicked hard on the cliff, turned around and rushed towards the distracted Jiang Mingke.

The three horns flickered and an invisible wind blade swept away.

"You are the one waiting for me."

Jiang Mingke's strength has undergone earth-shaking changes since he broke through to the Danjie realm. The most obvious one is that his magic power is stronger.

"Frozen."

With Jiang Mingke as the center, everything around him was covered in ice. Even the wind blade released by the spirit sheep was frozen in mid-air and shattered into pieces when it fell to the ground.

Ling Sheep seemed to see his brother before he died. Will he follow in his footsteps?

Looking at the spiritual sheep that looked like an ice sculpture, Jiang Mingke showed a proud smile. This was much fresher than the spiritual sheep her father had caught.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mingke got angry. They were eating hot pot without informing her. Jiang Yinxi cooked it himself. Humph, the sheep she caught this time were only shared with Jiang Yinxi and her mother. Well, let's divide them up.

Give it to senior sister, no one else has any hair.

"Ming Ke, why are you catching spiritual sheep? They can neither be used as medicine nor can they be used to refine weapons. We are immortal cultivators and cannot kill for the sake of food and drink."

"Sister, do you know why I can grow so tall?"

"Junior sister, you want to deceive me again."

"How could I deceive senior sister? It's true, because I grew up drinking Linggoat milk. I was taller than my peers when I was a child. If you don't believe me, you can ask my mother when you get home."

"Sister, I won't be fooled by you anymore," Ji Qingsi said, her eyes involuntarily looking at the spiritual sheep that had turned into an ice sculpture.

"Sister, let's go!"

After that day, there were inexplicably fewer spirit sheep in the ancient forest, and in Fangshi at the foot of Haoyue Sect Mountain, there was a Spirit Sheep Restaurant at some point.

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"Master Gu, my son Yinxi's hair, is it possible to save it?"

The owner of Shennong Valley has lived for thousands of years and has never seen anyone like Jiang Yinxi. His hair seems to have been wiped out from the rules. He has a feeling that as long as he cures Jiang Yinxi, his medical skills will

You can break through.

"Mrs. Jiang, the family curse of your master is much more difficult to deal with than Governor Jiang's, but in my opinion, there is still a glimmer of hope."

"It is recorded in the ancient books of Shennong Valley that I will wait for the old man to return to the valley and study for a few days before he can cure me."

Mrs. Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, as long as she could be saved.

Jiang Yinxi did not leave after getting up. After checking him, the owner of Shennong Valley came to Sizi's room to see if he could delay the coming of heaven's punishment for Sizi.

"Princess relax..."

Li Mingda closed his eyes, feeling warm, and soon fell asleep.

The Valley Master withdrew his magic power, shook his head and said: "The old man can only temporarily suppress the divine punishment in the princess' body. The closer the time of the divine punishment is, the more serious the princess's body will deteriorate."

Hearing the answer, Jiang Yinxi leaned against the door. Si Zi's Thunder Tribulation, because she is also one of the heroines, was mentioned in the original plot. She was an unjust soul who died due to the Tang Dynasty's suppression of the world and caused too many killings.

curse.

This divine punishment is both a curse and an opportunity. On Sizi's birthday, a cloud of thousands of miles of calamity will appear, raining down ninety-nine thunder calamities. The power of the next eight thunder calamities is comparable to the calamity of ascending to immortality. The last one can even kill a true immortal.

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The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty tried his best, but in the end he was unable to completely prevent the last thunder catastrophe, so he let Sizi sleep forever until he was discovered by Chen Fan.

If he survives the thunderstorm, his journey to immortality will be smooth and smooth.

Ninety-nine thunder tribulations? Looking up at the sky, Jiang Yinxi vaguely felt that he could survive it.

But there is no need. When he goes back, the plot will be rewritten and it will be a happy ending.

"Then, Madam Jiang, I will go back to Shennong Valley first."

"Don't worry, there will be a solution."

Sizi woke up leisurely and saw Queen Changsun staring at her. She got out of bed in a daze and threw herself into Queen Changsun's arms.

"Mother, my son slept so well and so well."

"Um."

"Hehe, then I'm going to go play with brother Yinxi."

Li Mingda dragged Jiang Yinxi to the pavilion where he stayed last night. The simple drawings he drew on the ground were still there and had not been cleaned by the servants.

"Brother Yinxi, do you think that after death, besides going to the underworld, will there be another world? Is there another world?"

"Yes, there are many wonders in the world."

"Then if Si Zi dies and is not taken away by these two cute and cute bull-headed horse faces, will he go to another world? Does Brother Yinxi want to go to another world?"

"Si Zi wants to go?"

"I don't want to go. Sizi can't let go of his father, the queen, his brothers, and his brother Yinxi."

"Brother Yinxi is the same!"

"Would anyone want to go?"

"If you want to go, let them go. We are different."

Jiang Yinxi patted Si Zi gently and said to himself: "You will be fine."

"Brother, I'm back!"

Hearing this, Jiang Yinxi's face collapsed. He sent Ling Qingqing away on the front foot, and Ye Zixuan came on the back foot. After finally resting for a while, Jiang Mingke popped out.

Jiang Mingke walked into the back room and finally found Jiang Yinxi at the pavilion. He pretended to be mysterious and said, "Brother, look what I brought."

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Yinxi felt that the temperature had dropped by several degrees. Jiang Mingke took out a large ice cube from the storage ring and threw it in front of Jiang Yinxi.

Jiang Yinxi caught the frozen spirit sheep to avoid damaging his simple drawing. This is a masterpiece and a family treasure passed down from generation to generation.

Li Mingda took a long breath, which frightened her to death. The ugly black and white impermanence was almost crushed by the big ice sculpture.

"Mingke, where did you get the spiritual sheep?"

When Mrs. Jiang heard the noise and came out, she saw the frozen spiritual sheep and asked strangely.

"Mom, don't I just want to catch more spiritual beasts for you so that you can live longer?"

"You kid."

"Yinxi, you have nothing to do at home. It happens that hot pot is good for Si Zi's health. I'll leave it to you tonight."

Ah, Jiang Yinxi nodded and murmured in a low voice: Does he want to stay? It's not that you, the old man, don't allow me to go out.

"Hmm? Yinxi, what are you talking about? Go quickly."

Li Mingda and Jiang Mingke stared at each other. Seeing Li Mingda's soft and cute look, Jiang Mingke bent down slightly and said: "You are Sizi, I am Jiang Mingke, you can call me sister Mingke."

"Hello, sister Mingke."

"good."

"Mrs. Jiang?"

Mrs. Jiang turned around and saw Ji Qingsi with a troubled face.

"Mrs. Jiang, Mingke said that she has been drinking Linggoat milk since she was a child. Is it true?"

Mrs. Jiang nodded. During that time, when she was short of breast milk, she used goat milk instead.
Chapter completed!