After listening to Mo Yunyi's legend about the "Xuanyuan Bloodline", Ji Changkong was not enthusiastic, he felt that the legend of "Xuanyuan" was too far away from him, and he still felt that it was the king to try the secrets of the Zangjing Building one by one.
For three consecutive months, Ji Changkong often haunted in the middle of the night, and quietly sneaked into the scripture building in the dead of night.
In the past three months, Ji Changkong has not only been roughly familiar with the secrets and secret techniques of various celestial scholars on the first, second, and third floors of the Tibetan Scripture Building, but also mixed with Mo Yunyi, the old woman of the Tibetan Scripture Building.
After going to the second and third floors of the Scripture Building, Ji Changkong realized that the cultivation secrets on it were only an upgraded version of the first floor.
For example, the Lingyun Yuan Qi Decision on the first layer only recorded the cultivation methods from the One Yuan Heaven to the Three Cai Heaven realm, while the second layer recorded the cultivation secrets from the Four Elephant Heavens to the Five Elements Heavens.
The third layer also has the Lingyun Yuan Qi Decision, which only records the cultivation method from the sky to the seven star heavens.
The same is true for other cultivation secrets, the first layer is the foundation of secret cultivation, and the second and third levels are more advanced.
In addition, the second and third layers have some new cultivation secret techniques, as well as some codex notes from previous cultivators, which indicate their predicament in a certain realm and their perception when they break through.
It wasn't until he entered the second and third floors of the Tibetan Scripture Building that Ji Changkong knew that Ji Changxiao, Ji Changle, Ji Changsheng and others desperately wanted to enter the upper two floors because of the codex notes written by their predecessors.
Back then, Ji Changxiao was able to break through from Yiyuan Heaven to Liangyi Heaven in one fell swoop, according to Mo Yunyi, it was precisely because he saw a codex similar to him that he suddenly understood the reason why he was unable to break through, so he was able to reach the realm of Liangyi Heaven in three days.
The most valuable thing in the second and third layers, in addition to the secret skills, is the cultivation and perception of these predecessors It's just that those perceptions are not too many, and everyone on the bumpy road of Heavenly Scholar cultivation cannot encounter the same predicament.
Under normal circumstances, celestials need to go through their own comprehension before they can break through.
Ji Changxiao's breakthrough back then was just a fluke, and it happened that his blind cat bumped into a dead mouse and saw a codex note in the same situation as his cultivation dilemma.
This situation is very rare, which is why Ji Changxiao stayed in the Tibetan Scripture Building for three days this year, but found nothing.
However, whether it was the cultivation secrets of the second and third layers, or the gorgeous and powerful attack secret techniques, or the cultivation perceptions of the predecessors, they were all useless to Ji Changkong.
He can't gather Yuan Li, and he hasn't even broken through the most basic level, and the things on the second and third floors are no different from waste paper to him The location of the Ji family is not in Qingyan City, but at the foot of Qingyan Mountain outside the city, beyond Qingyan Mountain to the south, it is the vast Yunmengze that is full of miasma and poisonous fog.
In the early morning, the rising sun slowly rises from the endless sea in the east, and the brilliant golden light curtain gradually envelops the sky, shining the earth.
At the top of Qingyan Mountain, Ji Changkong looked lonely, sitting on the piece of Qingyan where he had waved his arms vigorously.
Three months ago, in the Ji family's trial, Ji Changkong had to work hard and almost collapsed before he could climb here at dusk.
From dusk last night to now, Ji Changkong has been here all night His originally clear eyes were full of confusion at this time, looking at Yunmeng Daze not far away, watching the colorful miasma slowly drifting over Yunmengze like a cloud, Ji Changkong suddenly hugged a large jar of wine next to him with both hands, and once again poured it up.
"Ahem, cough, cough" The bitter wine entered his throat too violently, Ji Changkong choked uncomfortably, tears were about to flow out, and a strong bitter taste also spread in his heart, and the bitterness overflowed in his heart in an instant, which was the same as his mood at this time.
The name of the wine is "Kudu", which was given to him by a strange old man in the slums of Qingyan City.
The old man's name is Luo Tian, and when he first met Ji Changkong, he threw him a jar of bitter wine called "Kudu", and let him drink half a jar of "Kudu" wine before he began to talk to him.
At that time, Ji Changkong was just seven years old "Little baby, your life before the age of twenty is like the name of this wine, and the life after the age of twenty is still called Kudu, it depends on yourself."
Luo Tian was serious when he said this, without the slightest joke, not like a magic stick.
Later, when getting along with Luo Tian, Ji Changkong also showed that Luo Tian would never joke.
It's just that Ji Changkong, who is only seven years old, of course won't take Luo Tian's nonsense to heart.
However, the following series of facts proved that what Luo Tian said was not bad At least, as of today, Luo Tian has not been wrong about Ji Changkong's life trajectory Since he was sensible, Ji Changkong only knew his father Ji Haotian, seventeen years ago, he was still a baby and sent him back to Ji's house, so far, Ji Haotian has never returned to Ji's house, life and death are unknown, as for who his mother is, he doesn't even know anything about the Ji family, and Ji Changkong is naturally even more unlikely to know.
When others have the love of their parents, Ji Changkong can only endure loneliness alone.
Grandfather Ji Yusheng is depressed in the Ji family, and has been indulging in the unknown life and death of Ji Haotian in the past, Ji Yusheng is not a person who is good at showing feelings, he will only look at Ji Changkong from a distance and silently care.
It wasn't until ten years ago, after Ji Wanyun returned to Ji's house with four shocking scars on her face, that Ji Changkong really received an unreserved care.
However, at this time, the fact that Ji Changkong was never able to gather Yuan Force was cruelly exposed Ji Changkong, who was young at a young age, began to suffer a deeper level of exclusion in the Ji family, and in the Ji family, where strength is respected, the children who can't gather Yuan Li are simply the same as the wasted Ji Changkong, who is just sensible, and the most he gets is the ridicule, indifference, and ridicule of others Another ten years of misery, plus the first seven years without the love of parents before being ignorant, a total of seventeen years.
That's how Ji Changkong came over for seventeen years And now, Ji Changkong has suffered a tragic blow again There are a total of fifteen kinds of Heavenly Cultivation Secrets on the first floor of the Tibetan Scripture Building, and by last night, Ji Changkong had tried all of them one by one, and he had tried all the methods, except for fainting in the middle of the building again and again, Ji Changkong still found nothing.
In the past three months, not only has Ji Changkong's body not changed, but the living environment has not changed as usual: grandpa Ji Yusheng is still that loving, but mixed with disappointment, and aunt Ji Wanyun is still uncompromising care, and even treats it carefully, as if she is afraid that she will not be able to think about it because of repeated setbacks.
As for the rest of the Ji family is still the same as always, cold-eyed, mocking, sneering, as if it will never stop, or like Ji Changle, from time to time he moves his fists and feet, out of the sullen in his heart, to make his mood more happy.
Before entering the Tibetan Scripture Building, Ji Changkong pinned all his hopes on the cultivation secrets of the heavenly priests inside, and at that time, Ji Changkong had hope in his heart, so even if he lived a hard and difficult life, because of the unquenchable hope in his heart, he could still endure it.
However, when all the secrets were tried one by one, and the flame of hope in Ji Changkong's heart was extinguished little by little by himself, he began to hesitate, dazed, helpless and even desperate Suddenly, he lost the goal he relied on, and all the process of insisting on being destroyed by himself little by little, it was too difficult for him "When can I really cross this boundless sea of suffering?"
Sitting on the top of Qingyan Mountain, looking at the constantly changing five-color miasma of Yunmeng Daze in the distance, Ji Changkong's face was thick with indissoluble sourness and bitterness, as well as incomprehensible pathos "Sky."
A low cry came, and Ji Wanyun's figure stood quietly aside, and said softly: "Don't be discouraged, there is still hope." ” Ji Changkong's face was dazed, he looked at Ji Wanyun in a daze, and after half a sound, he shook his head and laughed miserably: "I hope that hope has been ruined by my own hands."
"No" Ji Wanyun felt a pain in her heart, and hurriedly shouted: "There is really hope" Without waiting for Ji Changkong to think about it, Ji Wanyun hurriedly explained: "I came here this time to take you to Wushan for a trip, it is rumored that the secret of the heavenly warrior cultivated by the old mother of Wushan is extremely special.
Every apprentice who goes to Wushan to apprentice, as long as she is recognized, she will give the apprentice a piece of Yuan Force, and let the apprentice use that Yuan Force as an introduction to gather more Yuan Force to cultivate. ” Seeing that Ji Changkong's attention was attracted by her words, Ji Wanyun struck while the iron was hot: "It is said that even an ordinary person, as long as he is accepted as an apprentice by Wushan's mother, can also cultivate into a heavenly warrior with a yuan force given by her."
"Auntie, don't worry, I won't think of anything stupid to jump off a cliff."
Ji Changkong shook his head, his eyes were clear, but there was a touch of sadness, and he sighed softly: "If there was really any Wushan Old Mother, you should have taken me over a long time ago, how could you wait until now?"
"You kid, if you're too smart, you'll be cranky" Seeing that Ji Changkong didn't seem to have any thoughts of suicide, Ji Wanyun's heart, which had been hanging in the air, gradually let go, and scolded Ji Changkong with a smile, before he dared to step forward and grab Ji Changkong's arm and carefully pull him over from the edge of the cliff.
"That Wushan Old Mother was originally a celestial priest on the endless islands of the East China Sea, she only came to Middle-earth two years ago, and she has been hiding on the Wushan Mountain in Lingyun City to cultivate, few people know about her, and it was not until half a year ago that she began to officially recruit disciples.
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I don't know how to know so many things."
Ji Wanyun knocked on Ji Changkong's head, and smiled: "I see that you have become more and more wrong in the past three months, so you are desperately asking people everywhere for news, and only then did I hear about the old mother of Wushan through Ruolan's girl, but I didn't expect you, this little guy, to dare to suspect my aunt that I lied to you."
"Auntie, you really didn't fool me" Ji Changkong looked stunned, and suddenly exclaimed, because he was too excited, he took an unsteady step, and kicked a piece of green rock the size of a human head to the bottom of the mountain.
After listening to it for a while, the roar came from the foot of the mountain, and Ji Changkong himself was frightened into a cold sweat.
When he was about to give up, it was really difficult to control the excitement in his heart when he suddenly heard such news.
Ji Wanyun was even more nervous than Ji Changkong, at this moment, her face was as white as paper, she grabbed Ji Changkong's wrist tightly, didn't say anything, and quickly pulled Ji Changkong to safety first, and then shouted angrily: "Why is Changkong so careless, do you have to scare your aunt to death?"
It was really dangerous just now, if it weren't for Ji Wanyun always pulling him, Ji Changkong would really have the possibility of stumbling off the cliff.
"Let's go, I'll take you to Wushan, now it's a stinky boy, I'll be scared to death" Ji Wanyun dragged him down the mountain, not wanting to stay in this dangerous place for a second longer.
"Aunt Xie."
Ji Changkong whispered thanks, the flame of hope in his heart was rekindled, although his body that was dragged hard by Ji Wanyun staggered all the way, the expression on his face was full of perseverance.
Seventeen years have passed like this, as long as there is still a glimmer of hope, I can't give up Ji Changkong gritted his teeth and made a promise to himself
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