Little Aunt Xianmen

Ji Zhuo finally understood.

It quickly turned into a human, grabbed a lock of hair hanging from its forehead, and explained to Chen Jiaojiao with a blushing face: "Jiaojiao, I didn't mean to scare you."

"I'm just refining the remains of my great-grandfather of the last ten generations. To obtain the natal supernatural powers it inherited, I have to show my body."

Chen Jiaojiao felt that something was wrong, and asked curiously: "The slough? Is it actually a corpse?"

Ji Zhuo shook his head and said, "No."

"Wan Ling who has not set foot on the road of practice, the body left behind after death is useless, it is called a corpse."

"Remaining sloughs refer to the body of the monks who have set foot on the path of cultivation, or the body left by the monks of the Myriad Souls after they have shed their skin."

"They are very useful. After refining, they can all improve their cultivation."

"However, it is most useful to count those monks who have practiced to the late stage of Daluojin Fairyland, among all spirits, who have sat down and melted."

"They often have the inheritance of natal supernatural powers."

"If you get this kind of slough, after refining, you will definitely be able to obtain the natal supernatural powers inherited by the slough."

Chen Jiaojiao suddenly realized, and asked curiously: "Then, brother Zhuozhuo, what you are refining just now, the remains of your grandpa ten generations ago, is it the body of its sitting, or the slough left by it?" ?”

Ji Zhuo said proudly, "Of course it's the sitting body."

"Oh..." Chen Jiaojiao pretended to be calm and said "Oh".

In fact, she felt very uncomfortable.

The so-called thing hurts its kind.

She absolutely cannot accept refining any remains left by the human race, let alone those left by her ancestors.

If she obtained the relics left by her ancestor or grandma of a certain generation, no matter how great the benefits after refinement were, she would definitely choose to let the relics go to the ground without hesitation.

If it was obtained by others, as long as she knew about it, she would definitely do everything possible to get it back, and let the remains fall into the dust.

Of course, if it's not the human race's slough, but the slough of other creatures, as long as the taste is not too bad, she still doesn't mind refining it.

At the same time, Chen Xuanyuan's face suddenly sank when he heard the conversation between Chen Jiaojiao and Ji Zhuo, and he said to Ji Zhuo in a deep voice: "Yinlong, you are really getting more and more outrageous now."

"How can you lie in front of Jiaojiao in order to cover up your fault of scaring Jiaojiao?"

Ji Zhuo was puzzled, and immediately stared wide-eyed and poked his neck back: "Where did I lie?"

"Fuck me, I'm not a sinister and cunning guy like you, don't make trouble for nothing!"

Chen Xuanyuan glanced at it contemptuously, and said in a deep voice, "Are you still embarrassed to speak hard?"

"As far as I know, the dragon family is respected by the direct line of the six-clawed dragon royal family."

"The best cultivation resources of the dragon clan have always been firmly in the hands of the six-clawed dragon royal family."

"Since the Middle Ages to the present, those who have been able to cultivate the Dragon Clan to the Daluo Golden Immortal Stage are mainly monks from the Six-clawed Dragon King Clan."

"And those who can cultivate to the late stage of Daluo Jinxian, or even reach the level of the quasi-emperor ancestor, all come from the six-clawed dragon royal family."

"You are just an ordinary six-clawed dragon. It is impossible for you to reach the late stage of Daluo Jinxian, or even reach the cultivation level of the quasi-emperor ancestor. How can you leave a legacy with the inheritance of natal supernatural powers!"

Ji Zhuo couldn't help being stunned.

With a guilty conscience, it quietly sent a sound transmission to Chen Jiaojiao's spiritual sense: "Jiaojiao, you are too cunning in your profession, and you know a lot, and you are about to guess my identity. What should I do?"

Chen Jiaojiao thought about it for a while, and then replied through voice transmission with his spiritual sense: "Brother Zhuo Zhuo, Gan Da is now captured by Emperor Ji Hao. This means that there is no one in the heavens who can threaten your existence."

"Anyway, Yuan'er is not an outsider. If you don't want to lie to him, then disclose your real identity. It's okay."

As soon as Ji Zhuo's eyes lit up, he immediately withdrew his consciousness, and said to Chen Xuanyuan with a proud face: "Fuck you, since you're not too stupid, then I'll tell you the truth that scares you to death!"

Speaking of this, Ji Zhuo deliberately puffed out his chest, straightened his neck, raised his head, and said each word with piercing eyes: "I, my, true, real, identity, identity are: six, claws, dragons , king, clan, prince, son!"

Chen Xuanyuan looked at it even more contemptuously, and said in a deep voice, "What is this!"

"I can also tell you that my true identity is the son of the Emperor Ancestor of the Upper Realm!

"Do you believe it?"

Ji Zhuo was stunned.

It is somewhat believable.

It's not stupid. Last time when the spirit demon said that Ji Hao's hands resembled Chen Xuanyuan's in the valley, it guessed that Ji Hao had some kind of close relationship with Chen Xuanyuan.

Then contact Ji Hao and spend a lot of effort to help Chen Xuanyuan's fiancée Chen Jiaojiao complete the restoration of her soul, arrange for Chen Jiaojiao to approach Chen Xuanyuan, and leave a touch of spiritual consciousness to hide in Chen Jiaojiao's sea of ​​consciousness. It was enough to see that Ji Hao was quietly approaching Chen Xuanyuan through Chen Jiaojiao these years.

This is very unusual behavior.

As the ancestor of the upper realm, although Ji Hao was very powerful, it still required a huge price to leave a trace of his consciousness in a lower realm like Wentian Realm.

For no reason, it was impossible for Ji Hao to be so devoted to a young man from the Wentian Realm like Chen Xuanyuan.

Moreover, it didn't think about it before, but now that it thinks about it, although Ji Hao's appearance is not similar to Chen Xuanyuan's, the two are very similar in figure and back, and also somewhat similar in temperament.

This is one of the important similarities of human men who have very similar and common blood inheritance.

"Yinlong, empty words have no proof."

"If you can take out the slough left by your grandpa ten generations ago and show it to Jiaojiao and me to see if it is true, I will believe you." At this time, Chen Xuanyuan was stunned when he saw Ji Zhuo Yes, I took the opportunity to say it again.

Ji Zhuo immediately recovered from his contemplation, his eyes lit up, and he said, "It's my job, so you've gone through so many twists and turns, but you just want to see the legacy left by the grandpa of the last ten generations. Slough?"

"Say it earlier! I'm not as stingy as you!"

After speaking, it took out a small piece of something wrapped in yellow silk from its bosom, and stuffed it into Chen Jiaojiao's hand like offering a treasure.

"Jiaojiao, this is the remnant of my great-grandfather from ten generations ago!"

"Help me open it and show it to Libenhang, let him have a good look at it." It said proudly.

And by this time, Chen Jiaojiao had already heard that Chen Xuanyuan had just told Ji Zhuo so much in order to see the relics of Ji Zhuo's ten generations of grandpa.

Chen Jiaojiao actually wanted to see her too.

She immediately opened the yellow silk according to Ji Zhuo's request, and looked down seriously.

Lying on the yellow silk was a small piece that was not the size of a mahjong, but it looked quite heavy like a piece of iron.

From the perspective of the overall structure, it is similar to the farmhouse bacon that Chen Jiaojiao had eaten in Huaxia.

There is a layer of golden shiny thin skin on the surface.

The flesh under the skin is firm yet flexible, vermilion in color.

If you look closely, you can also see the white oil evenly distributed in the delicate muscle texture.

However, it does not have the strong aroma of firewood meat like farm bacon.

If you lower your head and smell it, you can only smell the sweet scent of clear springs emanating from the meat and the smell of mineral salt extracted from the ore in the deep mountains and old forests. It is completely different from the scent that Xiao Kuo left for Chen Jiaojiao.