Shinming Nursing Home

Chapter 22 Uncle Master (for further reading)

When Zhang Ji opened his eyes, it was already dawn.

If these two people have deep backgrounds, then it is very likely that they have already noticed Xiazhou.

After all, if I told the spirit guards about it, they would pass it on.

For a person in a high position, it is very likely that he will be exposed after some inquiring.

It's too late to say hello to Qi Wu now.

Zhang Ji didn't expect that the two mysterious beings in Soul Prison would have a big background.

Next, you must be more careful in your actions, and immediately sent a message to Nan Yu: "If there is a response to the news reported by the squad leader, please tell me."

Nan Yu replied with a good word, and Zhang Ji lamented that the Shou Lingwei is really not an ordinary hard worker.

She felt to herself as if she never had to sleep.

After this night's rest, Zhang Ji found that his mind dust had reached 25 particles, and the connection between his body and the outside world opened up six points of blood mist.

Xuanshi uses his own thoughts to communicate with the power of heaven and earth.

Zhenwu used the blood mist condensed by himself to form a medium to resonate with the world.

The greater the number, the stronger the practitioner's own strength.

After Wuxuan Shuangxiu, the improvement of the whole person is very obvious.

The most direct manifestation is that I am more resistant to cold.

During the Chinese New Year, although there is no snow in Xiamen City, the temperature has dropped to 0 degrees. With no heating in the seaside city, many people can't bear this damp and cold feeling.

Especially when the air is humid, clothes and quilts will be soaked by water vapor.

Cultivation is to enable oneself to adapt to a harsher environment.

Zhang Ji released the eighth-rank robbery fire spirit, which is the closest to breaking through the seventh-rank evil spirit.

Immediately drawing out the blood mist in the body, it opened its mouth wide and swallowed six spots of blood mist, and the flames burning on its body grew a little.

These evil spirits attached to the human body are to absorb the host's life essence, energy and blood to strengthen themselves.

"How much is this blood mist equivalent to a ninth-grade evil spirit?" Zhang Ji asked quickly.

"Master's blood mist is thicker than ordinary existences. It only needs five points of blood mist to be equivalent to a ninth-grade evil spirit!" Jiehuoling replied respectfully.

Zhang Ji sighed in his heart, that is to say, to feed the eighth-rank evil spirit in front of him, it would take three hundred points of blood mist to make the opponent break through.

It is definitely unrealistic to let it break through on its own in a short period of time.

"Xiaoji, I have an appointment with my old classmate. I want you to meet her granddaughter for lunch." The grandma cooked millet porridge and added some sauerkraut, shredded kelp, and peanuts.

Only then did Zhang Ji remember that his grandma had mentioned two days ago that he wanted to give him a blind date.

"Are you together?" Zhang Jipi asked with a smile.

"Certainly not, we old people will not participate in the affairs of young people."

"Give me your contact information, remember, to make a good impression on the girl." Li Xiuqin kept asking.

Zhang Ji poured himself five grams of Nine-Rank Crystal Powder, and hurried out after eating in two or three bites.

Today I have to go to Zhenwu Temple.

"Xiaoji, you need some snacks." Li Xiuqin was still a little worried.

"Got it, grandma..." Zhang Ji was obsessed with how to improve his own strength, after all, his identity might be exposed at any time.

Judging from the attitude of the ruthless man, he must be in a high position, his responsibilities, and his strong attitude. It can be seen that it is not impossible to command a party and hold a heavy army on weekdays.

Right now, the fastest way to improve your own strength is to help Liu Zuozhou kill those fierce wraiths, and let the six evil spirits swallow them up, once they break through to the seventh-rank evil spirits.

Maybe it can make the soul jade have a breakthrough, so that I can get more abilities.

Even if it is to obtain some effective information from it, it would be good to have a better understanding of the overall mechanism and structure of the entire Soul Prison.

Judging from what Jiufeng Nanyi said, the three of them share the soul prison, but they have to compete with each other for the status in the soul prison. The person with the higher status should be able to get in touch with stronger prisoners. The task, the greater the harvest for oneself.

Behind the gate on the floor where Jiufeng Nanyi was located, there must be a more powerful existence.

There is no doubt about that.

Zhang Ji came to Zhenwu Temple.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, many people come to Xianyue Mountain to offer incense.

The big baby attracted the attention of many people along the way, and he stopped under the Zhenwu Temple.

It was found that many luxury cars were parked on the flat ground of the steps of the mountain road.

Inside the True Martial Temple.

Seeing Zhang Ji, the little Taoist boy took the initiative to say: "Little brother, come with me."

Zhang Ji could see that there were people in front of the old gentleman's statue in the main hall of the Dao, and Hong Yi should not be the only practitioner in the Zhenwu Temple.

Coming to the side hall, Hong Yi sat on a futon: "Have you encountered a seventh-grade evil spirit?"

"That's right." Zhang Ji was a little shocked, it seemed that he had a solid idea of ​​what he had left behind.

It is absolutely impossible for ordinary eighth-rank evil spirits to dissipate those evil spirits.

"Then you continue to give acupuncture!" Hong Yi sensed that the number of Zhang Ji's mind motes had increased considerably in a short period of time.

"Hmm." Zhang Ji didn't say much.

This time, only six needles were used to consume all of his 25 grains of thought dust.

The gold needles used were Hong Yi's own, and it was found that the gold needles here were different from Lin Chengming's.

From the material and the feeling of the golden body blending into the dust of the mind, it is completely different.

It seemed that the golden needle that Hong Yi had prepared would be more effective.

Zhang Ji, who looked a little tired, asked, "I don't know why, but I always feel that the golden needles from Daoist Priest are more effective."

"This set of golden needles is left by the ancestor. It can incorporate more mind power, and can resonate with the inner magic circle of the golden needles." Hong Yi said in a harmonious voice.

"As your strength becomes stronger in the future, if you want to do acupuncture for others, a good golden needle can inject more of your mind power, and it can also stimulate the power of the magic circle inside the golden needle, bringing greater benefits to the other party."

"If you can help me break through, I will give you this set of golden needles passed down by the ancestor of true martial arts."

"I'll try my best." Zhang Ji smiled and took five grams of ninth-grade crystal powder to restore his own consumption.

Now Hong Yi should be a Profound Scholar in the Stone Realm, and the next big realm must be the Mountain Realm, and he is just a little Profound Scholar, even if he has inherited the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, I don't know how long it will take to help him break through the realm.

30 minutes later.

He just pulled out the golden needle, and Hong Yi could clearly feel that after Zhang Jiduo got three needles, the effect had doubled compared to that day, but for him, it was far from enough.

However, he knew that Zhang Ji was a potential stock, and as long as he grew up, he would be able to unleash the power of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate.

Right now it still needs to be polished.

"What kind of existence did you encounter?" Hong Yi took the mahogany sword from his hand and asked slowly.

"Li Yuanling, rank seven." Zhang Jiru said truthfully.

"It seems that you really want to kill him immediately?" Hong Yi asked with a smile.

"Indeed." Zhang Ji felt that sooner or later he would not be able to hide the matter of Xiazhou.

I don't know how big the coverage of this large curse formation is. If there are all cities in Xiazhou, I will be safer.

If it's just Xiacheng, if those two people with great backgrounds in Soul Prison come here and ask a few times, they will be exposed.

Killing those Li Yuanlings for Liu Zuozhou was the first step in the sincere cooperation between the two.

The second is to increase the power of the evil spirits under his control, to see if he can increase the power of the soul jade, so that he can have a clearer understanding of the mechanism of the soul prison.

"Does Lin Chengming know that you gave me the needle?" Hong Yi asked after a pause.

"I know. He said that you are his junior in terms of seniority. He also said that he was too pragmatic and didn't pay attention to the method of warding off evil. Now he regrets it."

"The teacher asked me to do my best to give you acupuncture, all of which are my own." Zhang Ji responded truthfully.

"Since that's the case, what do you want to call me?" Hong Yi turned to look at him.

Zhang Jixian was startled, and then said: "Master Uncle?"

"Good boy, good nephew, since your uncle is calling, I'll draw a pair of sword intents for you." For the first time, a gentle smile appeared on Hong Yi's face.

Concentrating on it, he cut his index finger with the point of the wooden sword.

Use your own blood to draw a vertical line on both ends of the sword from top to bottom.

Seemingly random, at the moment when he drew a stroke from the blade with blood essence, Zhang Ji could see a golden light surging and blending with his blood.

There is a stroke on each side of the sword, although there are no complicated runes, but it has a sharp and sharp rhythm.

"Go." Hong Yi threw the mahogany sword to Zhang Ji.

"Thank you, uncle." Zhang Ji was ecstatic in his heart, he wanted to fight against the seventh-rank Li Wraith with his own strength, but it was difficult to do it in a short while.

With Hong Yi's help, now he can't wait to see the power of this pair of sword intents.

"If you are in cultivation, you can come to me if you have any problems." Hong Yi waved his hand, indicating that he can leave.

"Okay, uncle, then I'll take my leave first." Zhang Ji felt ecstatic, this is a real uncle, without hypocrisy!
Bai Jian, such a powerful uncle, has a little bit of confidence in his heart.

Looking at the time, it was past ten o'clock, and it was too late to go to Tianma Mountain at this time.

The address my grandma gave me, I have to go on a blind date at [-]:[-] noon, so I can only put it in the afternoon.

Although it feels a little strange, it can't refute others' face.

He could only drive the big baby to the central square in Xiacheng Island.

After all, he is an old classmate of grandma's, so it's not good if he is too perfunctory.

Zhang Ji arrived nearly an hour early.

The big reason is that I only have 189 yuan on me. If the other party arrives first and chooses a more expensive place to eat, it will really be a large-scale social death scene.

It doesn't matter if I have a thick skin. If I want the other girl to tell my grandma after she goes back, my grandma will be humiliated.

After all, my grandma gave me 8 yuan, so I never imagined that I have been reduced to the point where I have no money to buy a meal.

When you are poor, you have to step on it in advance to avoid embarrassing things.

As a poor guy, I asked about my sister's self-cultivation.

How can we spend the least amount of money and make things beautiful!

(End of this chapter)