"Son of Holy Spirit, it's time to eat."

Ning Mengzhen shouted with a forced smile.

Today, she was wearing a goose yellow short skirt, exposing her white calves, and looked up at Yun Xinge.

It's quite tall, there are a lot of books in these three-story pavilions?

The little furnace and tripod thought to himself.

This is the place where the Holy Gate collects books. If she hadn't come to deliver food, she would not have the right to set foot here.

...

Xia Ji didn't hear the shouting of the little furnace.

He is pondering.

There are many martial arts in Yunxin Pavilion, which one should I choose?

His golden finger is to exchange for internal strength, not to comprehend the martial arts.

So choice is important.

The original privilege of the Son is naturally his privilege now.

If it were other Holy disciples, even if they made great contributions, they would not be able to choose as freely as him.

Yunxin Pavilion has four floors in total.

On the first level, there are some skills and techniques below the peak of the True Yuan Realm. After all, most people may not be able to practice, or obtain a hundred-six-year skill through enough adventures.

This level also represents the strength of most people in the world today.

The exercises are to cultivate internal strength and use internal strength.

The techniques include swordsmanship, whip, thunder blocking, boring, dragon head guillotine, boxing, etc....

Techniques cannot obtain internal strength, and it seems that they have achieved a system alone.

Xia Ji always felt that the view that "techniques are trajectories, abilities to exert force, and playing with low martial arts" may have problems.

With a trace of chaos, he is more sensitive to power.

But most people in the world do not think so.

Therefore, the technique is placed on the first level.

On the second level, what is placed is a technique that can be used to practice to reach the Great Perfection of True Yuan Realm, and even put forward many guiding opinions on breaking through the threshold.

The third layer is like a watershed, separated from the first and second layers.

You even need to climb several rope ladders to reach it.

It was empty and the sky was full of light, and the light shone out a golden pillar rising from the ground in the center.

The golden pillar is extremely thick and can be embraced by three adults, such as the body of a towering ancient tree.

There is a key hole in the east and west directions of the golden pillar.

When Xia Ji entered, the deacon gave him a key.

This key is used for one-time use. You can only open the key hole in the east or the west, and each side corresponds to a martial art.

The name of the exercises is engraved on the golden pillar, and it is also engraved. After taking out the exercises from the golden pillar, it must be put back within three hours, otherwise extremely bad things will happen.

In other words, Xia Ji could only choose one side of the exercises and could only refer to them for three hours.

It can be seen how amazing the two martial arts hidden in this golden pillar are.

The golden pillar in the east is engraved with: It's close to the end of the world.

The golden pillar to the west is engraved with the body of: a holy statue.

Obviously these are the names of the two martial arts.

Apart from this, there is no introduction.

Judging from the name, the distance between the world should represent space.

And the icon should be some kind of strange ritual, or strengthen the strength of one's own body.

Xia Ji didn't know which book he would choose, so he looked up at the fourth floor of Yunxin Pavilion. The fourth floor was unimaginable ten feet away from him. It was like a strange nest stuck to the roof. There was no way to enter and exit, only a hole the size of a water tank was filled with lingering gray fog.

Or rather, it's like a weird black egg.

Crazy, terrifying.

That hole is its pupil.

This shape is really incompatible with the attic where the book collection is, and it seems to be grafted up in an incongruous manner.

Why does Yunxin Pavilion have this thing?

Maybe after returning, you can find an opportunity to ask the elder.

From the outside, Yunxin Pavilion has a spire that is dozens of meters high, like a towering towering into the clouds, but the first and second floors only occupy a few meters.

The first, second and third floors account for less than half of the height.

The fourth floor alone has lengthened the height of the tower.

This structure is extremely strange.

Instinct tells Xia Ji that if he forcibly climbed to this fourth level, there will definitely be unimaginable horror.

Of course, if Xia Ji knew that the small furnace tripod could only see the three-story tower, not the fourth floor, he would immediately know that he was damn.

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When the sound of the little furnace and cauldron kept shouting came, Xia Ji finally came to his senses.

The spring breeze blows on the willows, like smoke and dreams.

The somewhat delicate Holy Son looked at Xiaoluding with grievance, took out the hot dishes from the lunch box and stood aside.

Xia Ji said lightly: "Eat together."

If it weren't for the fact that he was a fake saint, he might have let the girl go away long ago.

Ning Mengzhen's appearance of joy and anger shows that she is a straightforward person. No wonder the scheming and scheming son fell in love with her.

This is a complementary personality.

Now, the expression on her face was full of "I have no trump card, I'm done, I can only make a furnace and cauldron."

Xia Ji felt that even if she threw her to the ground now and rectified the Dharma on the spot, she would not resist.

But after all, this is someone else's wife, she is a wife.

Can't do it.

Gong Jiu must have had a big conspiracy, otherwise he would not have lost his wife in order to escape the perfect cicada.

Of course, maybe the Holy Son didn't think he would die.

Xia Ji smiled and said again: "Come here to eat together."

Ning Mengzhen originally wanted to refuse.

But suddenly remembered the incident in her mind that "I cooked vegetables and soup and put a lot of sugar in my own hands, but the Holy Son ate it silently". She felt a little abnormal in her heart, so she pulled her skirt, sat cross-legged on the grass, and picked up a piece of sweet cake.

However, she didn't know that even this was Xia Ji's deliberate behavior.

Otherwise, why did he keep half a bowl of pig lung soup? Otherwise, why would he have to show a strange expression of "can arouse curiosity" while eating?

Women are curious and will most likely try it.

So, Ning Mengzhen drank the pig lung soup, so she was moved.

Ning Meng really thought it was discovered by her by chance, but she didn't know how much role Xia Ji's acting skills played.

The skirt of the small furnace tripod rose, showing the snow-white thighs, and the waist was so irresistible that it could not hold, as graceful as a lotus.

Looking at Xia Ji's appearance as she was eating, she sighed in her heart: How great it would be if you had been so amnesia.

This thought came to life and was immediately thrown out of her mind.

She could never forget the strong sense of shame in her heart when the Holy Son asked her to wear a tight leather jacket and whip him with a leather whip.

And when he rushed over to lick his instep, he felt like he was being licked by a poisonous snake, which was creepy.

Ning Meng is really a nightmare.

She even had the idea of ​​suicide countless times, but she was afraid of pain, death, and darkness, and could not do anything.

A beautiful and beautiful girl, if she still has a little hope, she always doesn't want to wither at the bright spring age.

Ning Mengzhen was staring blankly while eating the sweet cake, with the words "I'm thinking about my thoughts."

Without any warning, Xia Ji suddenly said: "Did you tell others about my daily situation?"

This is a clever word, which does not give any room for thinking, and you can even learn the real answer from the expression after the question.
To be continued...