Mysterious burial of the god emperor

Chapter 2 Accident
"Father, let him go." A trace of blood dripped from the corner of Ji Yun's mouth, and he looked at Nangongli coldly.

This palm was very heavy, if he hadn't been nurturing his bones all these years, and his physique was far beyond ordinary people, this palm could seriously injure him.

And this palm, if it falls on Ji Mo, whose cultivation base has been abolished, I am afraid that he will be half disabled even if he is not dead!
Ji Yun took a deep breath and said, "You two, please go back, Ji Yun has written down what happened today!"

Ji Yun is calm on the surface, but his heart is surging like waves!
In the past, it was Nangongli who took the initiative to accept him as a disciple!
Over the past few years, he has even taken a lot of benefits from Ji's family!

But now, the other party doesn't show any sympathy at all, and if he makes a move, he will hurt someone!
If it's just a matter of quitting the teacher, Ji Yun can understand and don't bother to care about it!
But the other party actually wanted to hurt his father!
He Ji Yun wrote down this revenge, and he will avenge it someday!

Seeing that Ji Yun had calmed down unexpectedly, Nangongli was taken aback for a moment, a little surprised by the boy's temperament.

But waste is waste after all, if one's cultivation cannot be broken through, no matter how good one's mind is, what good is it?

With a cold snort, Nangongli threw a fingernail-sized elixir at Ji Yun like a beggar.

"This is the Spirit Gathering Pill, it's the old man's compensation for you, so you can do it yourself!"

Seeing Juling Pill, his father, Ji Mo, couldn't help being taken aback, but then he was all happy.

The Spirit Gathering Pill has an excellent auxiliary effect on breaking through the Spirit Gathering Realm!
With this spirit-gathering pill, maybe my son will have a chance to break through!
At that time, even if you can't join a big sect like Yunjianzong, you can join a formal small sect. No matter what, you won't waste half your life like yourself!
But to Ji Mo's surprise, Ji Yun didn't reach out to pick up the pill, but let it fall to the ground.

Not to mention that, Ji Yun raised his foot expressionlessly and crushed the elixir into powder.

"Yun'er, are you crazy?!" Ji Mo stared at Ji Yun, this is the spirit-gathering pill, the hope of breakthrough!
"Uncle Zhao, see off the guests!" Ji Yun's eyes were piercingly cold.

Uncle Zhao was so frightened that he froze on the spot, motionless.

At this moment, Nangongli's face became completely gloomy, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"You're courting death!" Nangong Ling swayed her skirt, took a step forward, and looked coldly at Ji Yun, her pretty face full of murderous intent.

Ji Yun looked back coldly, without any fear, and the spiritual power in his body surged.

"Ling'er, let's go!" But at this moment, Nangongli pulled Nangong Ling and walked away.

However, no one noticed that when Nangongli turned to leave, a red glow smaller than a hair flew out from his sleeve, and it swished into Ji Yun's body.

"Yun'er, why bother..." Ji Mo sighed, his expression complicated.

Outside the quarter mansion.

"Grandpa, why didn't you just kill that bastard who didn't know what to do?"

That trash dared to humiliate her grandfather, and deserved to die ten thousand times!
"Nonsense, my Yunjian sect is a decent sect, how can I commit murder just because I disagree with you?" Nangong Li yelled loudly, with awe-inspiring justice.

"But, grandpa..."

"Stop talking!"

"Ling'er, we have more important things to do here, so we don't need to waste time for an ant." Nangong Li said in a low voice as the killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"The old man won't kill him, but if something happens to him, he can't blame the old man."

"Grandpa, do you mean spirit devouring insects?" Nangongli suddenly widened his eyes and exclaimed.

"Shh-"

Nangongli smiled cruelly, but nodded.

"Hee hee, grandpa is still thoughtful!"

Nangong Ling smiled. The spirit devourer is a special spirit beast raised by her grandfather. It can devour people's souls. If it touches it, it will kill you. That kid won't live for a few days!
Moreover, the body of this kind of spirit beast is so small that ordinary people can't even notice its existence, so it's impossible to guard against it.

Ji Mo looked at the Juling Pill that had been crushed into powder on the ground, and sighed helplessly, feeling a little heartbroken.

"Yun'er, you are good in everything, but you are too stubborn, too stubborn."

A look of worry flashed across Ji Mo's eyes. This time, not only did they lose Juling Pill, but they also offended Yun Jianzong to death.

"Yes, young master, with this Spirit Gathering Pill, maybe you can break through to the Spirit Gathering Realm!" Uncle Zhao was also very distressed.

"It's okay, even without this spirit-gathering pill, I can break through, so you don't have to worry about me." Ji Yun smiled.

"Father, don't worry, whether it's Nangongli or Yunjianzong, the child will make them regret it before long."

After the graduation assessment next month, all major sects will come to the academy to recruit new students. At that time, Yunjianzong will naturally come, and among the Yunjianzong's recruits, Nangongli will definitely be there.

At that time, as long as he is a blockbuster, Nangongli's face will be very exciting.

But upon hearing this, Ji Mo was startled, his eyes turned sour, he raised his head, suppressed his tears, and said nothing.

This kid is still too strong!
"Yun'er, you have to promise father that no matter what, you will not do stupid things!"

Ji Yun's heart felt sore, he naturally knew what Ji Mo was thinking, nodded, said no more, and left the hall.

Back in the room, Ji Yun sat down, holding the pitch-black coffin in his palm, sat down cross-legged, and began to absorb spiritual power.

this is the last time!
If there is still no response from this coffin, then you can only give up!
He must break through his cultivation!
Throughout the night, Ji Yun instilled all the condensed spiritual power into the pitch-black coffin.

However, nothing was achieved.

Looking at the gradually whitening sky outside the window, Ji Yun felt a little melancholy. Could it be that the efforts of the past five years have been wasted like this?
After a while, Uncle Zhao came and knocked on the door.

Today is Ji Yun's birthday.

Ji Mo and Zhao Bo prepared a birthday party for Ji Yun to celebrate his birthday.

Although there were only three people in the birthday party, the preparations were exquisite, and it could be seen that the two put a lot of thought into Ji Yun.

"Sigh, it's a pity that girl Qian'er has something to do and can't come back to celebrate your birthday." Looking at the huge dining table, but there were only three people, Ji Mo couldn't help sighing.

"It's okay, I'll ask her for a gift when I go to the academy tomorrow." Ji Yun picked up a chopstick and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Ji Mo nodded, but didn't notice that there was a hint of helplessness in Ji Yun's smile.

The Qian'er in Ji Mo's mouth is named Chu Qian, who is Ji Mo's brother in life and death, and the daughter of Chu Tian.

Ji Yun only knew a rough idea of ​​what happened back then.

Thirteen years ago, the Ji family suffered a major change. None of the friends they made on a daily basis dared to help. Only Chu Qian's father, Chu Tian, ​​stepped forward to help the Ji family defend against foreign enemies.

Unfortunately, in that accident, Chu Tian died unexpectedly, leaving only a three-year-old orphan girl entrusted to Jimo to take care of.

That orphan girl was Chu Qian, who was the same age as Ji Yun, and also practiced in Jincheng Martial Arts Academy.

For Chu Qian, Ji Mo naturally treats her as her own, and is even closer than Ji Yun.

At the beginning, Chu Qian was also very attached to this family, and to Ji Yun. She always liked to follow behind him and sweetly called him Brother Yun.

But in recent years, Chu Qian came back less and less frequently, and in the past two years, she only came back two or three times.

After the banquet, the three of them went out to play for a day, and it was already evening when they came back.

Saying goodbye to his father and Uncle Zhao, Ji Yun went back to his room.

Gathering his mind, Ji Yun threw the pitch-black coffin aside and began to practice.

This time, he will not infuse the condensed spiritual power into the dark coffin again.

"It's time to break through."

Ji Yun guarded his mind, pulled the spiritual power around him, and gathered it towards him.

"boom!"

There was a slight muffled sound, and the spiritual power quickly gathered.

In an instant, rich spiritual power poured into Ji Yun's body like a flood bursting a bank.

If people saw this scene, they would be so scared that their eyeballs would drop to the ground.

Not to mention the forging body state, even the spirit gathering state, or even the foundation building state, it is impossible to have such a frightening speed of absorbing spiritual power.

Ji Yun nodded in satisfaction. Although the past five years of hard work could not make him break through his cultivation, the benefits are obvious. At this moment, his foundation is several times higher than that of ordinary people.

And in the past five years, the degree of control over the spiritual power has become more and more terrifying, reaching a state of subtlety. He can even control the spiritual power to change the muscles of the face and achieve the effect of changing the appearance.

Of course, except for Ji Yun, everyone is working hard to increase the strength of their spiritual power, and no one will be bored to study these.

"Break it for me!" Ji Yun's expression froze, he pulled the gathered spiritual power, and poured it from his limbs and bones into the sea of ​​​​qi.

Right now, Ji Yun's sea of ​​Qi is still silted up, and only by breaking through it and rebuilding it can he succeed in attracting Qi into his body, truly condense spiritual power in his body, and break through to the Spirit Gathering Realm.

With the strength of the spiritual power that Ji Yun has gathered now, it couldn't be easier to break through the sea of ​​Qi and break through the cultivation base.

But the next moment, Ji Yun's complexion changed suddenly, and he felt a biting chill hit him.

A red glow the size of a hair suddenly appeared, quickly enlarged in front of Ji Yun's eyes, and pierced into the center of his brow with a swish.

Immediately afterwards, a painful sensation came as if the soul was about to be stripped.

Ji Yun passed out before he could even scream.

With this interruption, Ji Yun's condensed spiritual power had not yet rushed into the sea of ​​​​qi, and he suddenly stopped!

What is surprising is that this majestic spiritual power did not dissipate, but was drawn by an inexplicable force and gathered towards the dark coffin not far away.

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