The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 276
"What year is Xinyuan?" When Jiajia said this, the Buddhist monk and the monk called "Xiao Song" beside him were all taken aback.

After looking at each other for a while, Xiao Song seemed to have vaguely understood Jia Jia's meaning, touched his nose, propped his chin and said slowly: "This fellow Taoist is asking what time it is now, it is the year 600 of Guiyuan. "

As soon as the word "Guiyuan" came out, Jiajia finally understood that the place under her feet was still the world, but it was no longer the world Jiajia was familiar with, with Kunlun, Shushan, masters, and brothers.

A large number of spiritual stones, rich spiritual energy, ancient sword cultivators that can be seen everywhere, golden-eyed jade flowers flaunting in the city, Dibaozong, Lanyuezong or Linjingmen, and this Buddha who is almost impossible to appear in front of Jiajia. Xiu, all of them told her that this place should have been annihilated in the dust of history hundreds of thousands of years ago, leaving only countless broken slips and fragments of books for future generations to guess.

Just now Xiao Song called the present as "600 years of Guiyuan", and Honghuang is just a general term given to that long time by later generations.As a matter of fact, Jia Jia was lucky enough to get a glimpse of the records of the appellations of the prehistoric era in the Ming Wu Treasure Hall.It turned out that the year name was named after the name of the monk who had not ascended to the top of the pyramid and was voted by the heroes of that era.The 600 years of Guiyuan actually implies the meaning of "a monk named Guiyuan Daoist has stood on the top of the pyramid for 600 years." Therefore, the names of the ancient prehistoric eras in the records alternate alternately, which is very strange. Difficult to tell.

I'm afraid that if she hadn't been there personally, if she hadn't clearly known that all this was not an illusion, Jia Jia would undoubtedly be excited to see the legendary prehistoric ancient times with her own eyes, and to see the heroic demeanor of those ancient monks.However, no matter how excited I am, I can't hide my worry: how to return to the original time and space?Refining the Shattered Void to the highest level, and then really trying to travel through time and space as the tool spirit said?Not to mention the possibility, not to mention the spirit of Qi who is still unconscious, even if one day he can get what he wants, it must not be successful in ten or a hundred years.

This kind of excitement mixed with deep worry filled Jiajia's whole body, and she didn't hide it at all.

But the little Song monk and the "little fan" Buddha Xiu's eyes lit up suddenly, and they began to bite each other's ears in front of Jiajia.After discussing for a while, it seemed that they had finally made a decision. Both of them looked at Jia Jia with smiles on their faces, but they saw her sigh for a while, but after only a moment, she returned to her usual appearance, and bowed her hands to the two of them: "Thank you, sir. seat, farewell."

Seeing her turn around and leave, Xiao Song jumped in front of her, his movements were neat and neat, although he didn't have Jia Jia's extremely fast movement, but he had every move and every move was different. place.

"Wait a minute, fellow daoist." Cultivator Xiao Song grinned as usual, showing his white teeth, "The out-of-body ancestor of the Zhao family in Yuwu City just recently returned from a newly discovered secret realm, and I heard that he got a lot of good things. , I took out some of them and set up a ring, and I heard that the top ten monks selected will all get something, and the opening of the ring is tomorrow."

Seeing that Jiajia seemed to be interested, she stopped in her tracks, turned around and listened very seriously. Xiao Song had a good idea, so he continued: "But the people from the Zhao family are really bad, let's set up a ring. A place the size of a palm actually needs six hundred middle-grade spirit stones..."

"Six hundred middle-grade spirit stones? Why don't you just grab them?" Jia Jia blurted out.

Cultivator Xiao Song stopped and smiled even more happily: "So everyone said that the Zhao family's business is sure to make a profit, and Xiao Fan and I also bought a palm-sized viewing seat early in the morning. Forget it, with me The size of the two of them really can't take up the space, if you add a fellow daoist with the same body shape, it will be almost the same, so, fellow daoist, look..."

"You want to count me in?" Xiao Song's words have covered this point, if Jia Jia still doesn't understand, then she really can't think of other possibilities besides pretending.

"Fellow Daoist is really smart." Xiao Song couldn't close his mouth when he smiled, and compared his thumbs to Jiajia, "How is it?"

Although the little fan Buddha cultivator at the side was blushing, he did not stop the little Song cultivator, but smiled awkwardly at Jiajia, and because he hadn't made a sound for a long time, he was poked by the little Song cultivator. Then he hesitated and said: "Fellow Daoist, why don't you think about it, although your aptitude with three spiritual roots is worse than Xiao Song's double spiritual root, and the poor monk's single spiritual root, but it must be lacking in practice. How about saving those resources together?"

The word "saving" really touched Jia Jia instantly, she looked up, down, left, and right the two people in front of her carefully, until they were a little bit overwhelmed, then she looked away and nodded slightly.

Just as the two clapped their hands to celebrate, Jiajia finally said with a smile, "Saving is a great word, and it's a good idea for three people to share a seat together. But just now, Fellow Daoist Xiao Song talked about his body shape, so I For body size, if you pay two hundred middle-grade spirit stones, I feel that it is a loss, what do you two say?"

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After some haggling, it was finally decided that according to the size, Jiajia would pay 150 middle-grade spirit stones, Xiao Song monk 250 middle-grade spirit stones, and the little fan Buddha cultivator, who was the largest, would pay [-] middle-grade spirit stones.

Regarding this decision, the three of them unanimously passed the decision, because tomorrow is the opening day of the ring, the well-versed Xiao Song monk led the two of them, and finally survived the first cock crowing, and was the first to rush into the arena. A nice viewing booth was seated.

Seeing that Jia Jia started to meditate as soon as she sat down, Brother Xiao Song couldn't help but sighed: "Lian Daoyou worked hard, it seems that the two of us are a bit tired."

Since Jiajia gave her surname, the two of them called her "Friend Lian Daoist", and Jiajia called her "Friend Daoist Xiao Song" and "Master Little Fan".

Jiajia smiled when she heard the words, and didn't answer, she just sighed inwardly: Why wouldn't she cherish the rich spiritual energy of the prehistoric and ancient times?Hundreds of thousands of years later, the spiritual energy in the land of China is extremely thin, and the spiritual energy in places such as Tai'a Peak can only be compared with this place.

Seeing that Jiajia didn't seem to have time to take care of him, Brother Song didn't take it seriously. He glanced at the little fan who was also following behind him in meditation with his eyes closed, and took out a small triangular flag from the storage bag and slowly played with it.

Finally, as the monks entered the arena one after another, there were no more empty seats in the viewing seats, and a deafening drum sounded. Jia Jia and Xiao Fan, who were meditating, finally opened their eyes and looked at the fighting platform that looked like a huge drum.

And there is a black curtain on the place leading to the highest part of the fighting platform, and there is a faint figure swaying in it. Presumably, this is the ancestor of the Zhao family who has gone out of his body.

A middle-aged monk with a smile on his face jumped onto the martial arts platform. After saying this and that, a very powerful force swept across his body like a flood, but then quietly receded in an instant.The powerful power of letting go and retracting undoubtedly came from the out-of-body monk sitting on the highest place.After the power was retracted, a deep voice sounded: "Those who dare to provoke indiscriminately, first step over Zhao's corpse."

My ancestor knocked the mountain to shake the tiger, and the middle-aged monk announced with a smile: "The battle begins!"

The first person to leap onto the fighting stage was an ancient sword cultivator in gray, with a long face, a few forehead lines on his forehead, and tight lips, looking very serious. Jia Jia is tall and built with a big sword, wearing straw sandals, dressed in a short skirt, with a hemp rope around her head.Compared with the seriousness of the gray-clothed swordsman, although this man has no expression on his face, he looks a little fierce because of his huge size.

The two of them arched their fists together, and they both took two steps back. Almost at the same time, they shot with a knife and drew their swords out of their sheaths.But after a while, several tricks were passed. Compared with the later generations, the ancient cultivator's sword skills and sword skills are undoubtedly simpler.However, that move is crisp and neat, although it does not have such a pleasing aesthetic feeling, it makes people feel a rush of enthusiasm out of thin air, wishing to replace the monks in the field, as if making gestures.

Jia Jia looked at the excited group of cultivators, and even the little fan who kept chanting "Amitabha" had bright eyes, looking at the field with piercing eyes.

In an instant, the scene in front of me seemed to coincide with the martial art contest several years ago: whether it was an ancient monk or a Kunlun monk, whether it was the simple moves or the complicated and continuous exercises, the desire to become stronger, the desire for that The pursuit of the way to heaven is the same.

Where is the square inch of land you are stepping on now, and where will it be after tens of thousands of years?Several faces of monks suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, there were the faces of Xiao Song Daoyou and the little fan Buddha cultivator in front of me with excited expressions, there were the faces of the master and senior brothers watching silently, some were smiling proudly and proudly with red tears, and there were the faces of Elder Yan who turned all sentient beings upside down. Looking back... Countless familiar and unfamiliar faces flashed in front of her, and finally the very familiar face was frozen in front of her eyes, it was her - Lian Jiajia.

From the youthfulness of entering Kunlun Qingxin Peak for the first time, to the persistence of studying formations on Mingzhao Peak for several years, to the Wanye Feihua Jue that has been practiced tens of thousands of times on Zangjianfeng, step by step from Canghai Tower to the nameless In the treasure hall, every step is for the same purpose.

In an instant, the words "I want to ascend" finally lifted layers of veils and appeared clearly in front of my eyes.Since the beginning of cultivation, I no longer have any doubts, and one day I will be able to soar!If you don't even believe it yourself, then who will believe it.

Ask the heart of me——I want to ascend!
Starting from Jiajia's forehead, it seemed that a little bit of light slowly unfolded. The excited Xiao Song cultivator at the side unintentionally glanced away, but saw that Lian Daoyou seemed to be covered with a strange light at this time, and his consciousness and state of mind had disappeared. Take the lead in breaking through the threshold of building foundation and Jindan.

He seemed to feel something and looked up, and the misty clouds were slowly joining together at a speed visible to the naked eye.This is the beginning of the celestial phenomenon?Xiao Song suppressed his smile for a rare time, and the aura emanating from the side of Fellow Daoist Lian began to fluctuate slightly.

　In fact, Xiao Song and Xiao Fan are characters who have appeared before^-^
　　
　
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