The deacon elder ran over with shock.

I checked the injuries of the elite disciple.

The palms, forearms, and under the roots of the arms are covered with blood.

What a powerful force this is?

The old man with the hook nose did not ask about the pills or the disputes that arose. He asked directly: "Son, your injuries, your poison?"

Xia Ji coughed heavily, his face weak, "I am reconcentrating my true energy, and I am almost going to succeed, but this junior brother said he didn't like me, and then he wanted to detain the Mingyue Pill and said that I would help me collect the body after I die.

I wasted a lot of power when fighting him.”

The elder looked at the flesh-dripping arm. This was not caused by ordinary internal force.

The elite disciple was deposed, but he didn't say anything like "Why don't you care about the friendship between classmates?"

In fact, the more ruthless the Holy Son is, the stronger the Holy Sect will be.

This elite disciple took advantage of the danger and the Holy Son took action to destroy him. He asked for trouble. The Holy Sect took in many disciples from powerful families. The network of relationships was complicated. He killed one of them and didn't know where to stab him.

But compared to this, the Elder of the Heavenly King values ​​the performance of the Holy Son more.

He was not optimistic at all, but now he suddenly had a little strange hope.

"What do you need? Even if you tell Ning Mengzhen, in addition, I will give you three great Peiyuan Pills in the sect."

The elder looked at him deeply and suddenly said, "You should have heard Ning Mengzhen say about Pang Jing, but I promise you that if you can restore to the peak of the True Yuan realm in just three months, it proves that you are still a genius in the past, then I can let Pang Jing leave first, and you will talk about your decisive battle in the future."

If the Son could show such potential.

The elder will delay time for him.

Because at that time, whether it was the Holy Son or Pang Jing, they were the most important backbone forces among the new generation of disciples of the Holy Sect.

No one wants to lose such power, and I believe the sect leader Si Wuxie also has the same idea.

The elder is not a fool.

He would not think that the Holy Son is always a waste just because he has lost all his skills.

Now that the Holy Son has shown his potential, his attitude in his heart is naturally undergoing subtle changes.

Xia Ji understood this, but Ning Meng really didn't.

She looked at the Holy Son in surprise and killed the elite disciple, and was eating the wonton noodles she brought with her for no reason.

The elder even sent someone to send three extra large Praise Pills, plus some items to replenish vitality.

Ning Meng was really confused, her eyes widened, her face full of question marks.

After dinner, the small furnace left, the long hair hanging from the two buns, with red ropes tied to the ends, flying like butterflies in the early summer wind.

Xia Ji looked at her back and turned back to her gaze.

Holding the pill you just got.

I silently recited in my heart: "Use these sixteen elixirs to exchange for internal strength."

A prompt came from my mind: "It can be exchanged for two years and seven months, whether to exchange it."

Xia Ji checked it separately and found that three small Peiyuan Pills can be exchanged for one month's skill, while one large Peiyuan Pills can be exchanged for one month's skill. The Mingyue Pill can be exchanged for twenty months' internal strength!

These elixirs are originally used to consolidate internal strength.

Xia Ji tried again whether there was a difference between oral and direct redemption. After finding that there was no such thing, he directly chose to redeem it.

A heat flow arises from the heart, and the whole body feels warm.

Taking advantage of his state, Xia Ji used his mindset to adjust himself to the state of King Lin, pulled out the wide-backed knife from the pavilion, and began to practice the Knife Jiu style.

The strengthening of the body makes practicing knife more convenient.

After some selfless practice, Xia Ji felt that he had gained a lot.

From being unfamiliar at the beginning to now, it actually has a little introductory meaning, and his mentality is slowly changing.

As dusk gradually rises, the sky and the earth are red, and a majestic atmosphere appears in the world.

It makes people feel unconscious of the vastness of the world and its own moment.

Xia Ji suddenly remembered the vast universe he had seen during his time travel, and the faint hazy chaotic Taoist marks in his heart.

In this vastness and insignificance, eternity and moment.

He closed his eyes and felt the knife intention quietly.

That supreme position of ruler seemed to be united with him in the heart.

Xia Ji suddenly felt something in his heart. He stepped on his feet and jumped up. His figure almost covered the twilight and cast a shadow on the mountain top lake.

The wide-backed sword she held seemed to be integrated with him, slashing to the end with an unstoppable power.

The inner force in his body surged out crazily along the sword. The moment the tip of the knife touched the lake, the phantom of the first ancient door in his dantian suddenly opened.

boom!!!

The knife hit the water surface, and the powerful force actually made the water surface concave, showing a collapse of nearly ten meters deep.

The surroundings turned into water columns, which took off nearly ten meters before stopping.

The water droplets are everywhere in the sky, showing the rosy rosy glow of the sunset.

Xia Ji closed his knife and stood by the island. The water droplets were like rainstorms, wetting his black hair and pressing it on his forehead and neck, but he was unaware of it, but immersed in a sudden understanding.

This insight took him to a deeper level.

Pang Jing, who was in the dead leaf pavilion in the distance, suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were shining with lightning, looking into the distance.

"What a strong sword intent, what a strange sword intent, Gong Jiu, have you re-built?"

Pang Jing showed a look of doubt on his face, and at the same time he also showed a hint of desire.

Although the sword intent is not enough to fight against him, he knew that the Holy Son had lost all his skills when he entered Yunxin Pavilion. How long has it been?

He felt a desire to fight in his heart.

At the same time, he felt a little strange in his heart.

The knife views people's hearts. Is it true that the Holy Son's amnesia has?

Not only amnesia, but also become a new person?

Otherwise, how did the knife intention change?

Others don’t know, but how could he be a saint’s old enemy?

...

...

Xia Ji slashed that knife.

When I woke up from the state of enlightenment, it was already night.

The wind on the top of the mountain, the stars and the lake.

This fake holy son felt that his body and mind were undergoing unexplained changes.

He suddenly felt that he could not escape the battle with Pang Jing.

He even felt ashamed of the little bit of gratitude that arises in his heart when he said to the elder, "As long as you reach the peak of the True Yuan Realm, I will let Pang Jing leave first."

King's Landing.

Since he is a king, how can he escape a showdown with the strong?

The starry sky is vast and the road is boundless.

Since I decided to pursue this great way, how could I escape at all?

the next day.

The small furnace and tripod came to deliver the meal.

Xia Ji handed her a note.

The note was filled with poisons, which were easy to find in Yunxin Pavilion’s collection.

"With poison fighting poison, I found a way to remove the strange poison on my body. You go and find the elder to ask for it."

Ning Meng was really confused.

"In addition, let me give you another word to the elder. When I leave the island, I will fight Pang Jing and tell him not to say anything more."

"But Senior Brother Pang is really amazing. The Holy Son..."

Halfway through, Ning Mengzhen saw Xia Ji's expression and knew that he had decided, so she stopped saying anything.

Perhaps seeing the hope of the Holy Son's recovery, the elder quickly allocated the poison that Xia Ji needed and sent it to the island.

Xia Ji looked at a bag of bottles and jars, and casually took a black bottle with the words "Frozen Heart Pills".
To be continued...