The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 535 Bamboo Forest
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Zhang Feng was caught by her inadvertently, and the person who said it drifted away, Jiajia was bored, so she just wandered around the courtyard alone with her hands behind her back.

Wherever he goes, the cliffs are ingenious, all showing his ingenuity.

After visiting the front yard, we came to the back yard. The back yard is small, but it also has an unusual and simple beauty.

The most striking thing is the green bamboo tree.Jiajia paced around, and when she reached the green bamboo tree, she felt that the spiritual energy seemed to be refreshed by the fresh green bamboo scent. People just feel extremely comfortable.

Almost an instinctive impulse, Jia Jia stretched out her hand and caressed a green bamboo, but at this moment, there were three or five groups of fighting sounds coming from behind her, Jia Jia turned her head, and saw five or six practitioners Qi and foundation-building monks came with a few steel and wooden sickles, joking and laughing.

Jiajia's eyes showed surprise, and she looked at the monks.

Among the five or six monks, it is unknown who saw her first, and knelt down on the ground first, saying: "I have seen a real person."

Followed by four or five voices of "I have seen a real person", Jia Jia nodded, her eyes fell on the steel and wooden sickles of the monks, and she was at a loss for words for a while.

Most of the monks here seem to have been influenced by Zhang Feng, the person in charge. They are polite but not restrained. Seeing her nodding, they raised their heads again.

Noticing her unabashed gaze, someone chuckled and explained: "My lord, it's a good time for the spring breeze, and I'm going to dig spring bamboo shoots!"

After talking, the few people walked towards the green bamboo forest, and dug up the spring bamboo shoots with extremely sophisticated techniques, without using their spiritual sense to inquire, it was more like a kind of long-term experience of the body itself, digging one by one, one by one .

Although the green bamboo is good, the spring bamboo shoots also have their own spiritual energy, but they are not very useful to the cultivators, not to mention the whole grains, for the cultivators, it is not good to eat more.

Jiajia is carrying such unparalleled treasures as the legacy of chaos, so naturally she doesn't care much about these green bamboo shoots.Not to mention the things produced in Chaos Legacy, which are of special soil quality, and then sprinkled with a handful of soil, the things that come out, not to mention green bamboo, are ordinary cabbage and potatoes, which are full of aura.What really moved her was the attitude towards life of these monks in Red Moon City.

The monks who want to practice for decades, what's more, those with poor aptitude and pure diligence can make up for their shortcomings are blindly focused on cultivation, and regard life as nothing.In Yongyong's life, he only knows how to cultivate, while the other party has a limited lifespan and enjoys the peace of heaven.Jia Jia took a deep breath in her heart: two completely different attitudes, two completely different lives, but nine out of ten monks in the world would choose the first and ignore the second.

Jiajia sighed heavily, and watched the group of monks walk away with bamboo shoots in their hands. She felt indescribably at ease at this moment, as happy as she was in her palm-sized courtyard on the Kunlun Hidden Sword Peak. contented.

Living here leisurely for two days, Jiajia never met Zhang Feng again. Although the scenery here is beautiful, it is just the scenery along the way to Jiajia. She wanted to say goodbye, and she deliberately searched for it. The water sculpture pavilion found Zhang Feng.

She approached, and without waiting for her to speak, Zhang Feng said leisurely: "Zhang Feng is a disciple of Qianchi Peak, one of the five peaks in Kunlun. Unfortunately, Zheng was seriously injured. This is Zhang Feng's experience, and that is what I will say in the future."

He actually confessed frankly as soon as he opened his mouth. He was so straightforward, so Jiajia naturally couldn't use sly words to make indirect remarks, but although his eyes were calm, he didn't seem to be afraid of Jiajia going to the law enforcement hall to investigate. Such a calm and fearless attitude made Jia Jia even more surprised. How could a monk who grew up like this really be able to become famous without anyone teaching him?If so, Jiajia twitched the corners of her eyes fiercely: I have pretended to be a disciple of my master, and after being under the influence of my ears and eyes for many years, I still look like this, I am really low in the dust.

What bothered her the most was the skillful attitude in front of her, which always made Jia Jia feel a little familiar.

Zhang Feng said it frankly, raised his head and met Jia Jia's more suspicious eyes, waved his hands and made a gesture of asking for permission, and then walked away.

Anyway, Jiajia who was going to leave stayed because of the burning curiosity in her heart.Still stay cheeky.

Perhaps, fortunately, she stayed, and was fortunate enough to encounter what happened later.

This night, when the wind was blowing and there was a sudden heavy rain, Jiajia stood with her cheeks on her cheeks, looking at the weakly beaten plantains in the sky-blue porcelain vat in front of the window, she felt a rare sense of sorrow for spring and autumn .

Suddenly there was a thunder in the sky, even for cultivators, some female cultivators who are usually "delicate and pitiful" would shout coquettishly and hide in the bed, doing the posture of pear blossom pinching spring rain.But Jiajia's eyes suddenly lit up, and she recovered from the extremely rare grief.A pair of hands supporting the cheeks trembled slightly, and a tingling sensation corresponding to thunder and lightning came from it.

"Teng" stood up from the window: hurting the spring and the autumn is nothing to do, her eyes lit up, she activated the protective magic circle on her body, and walked into the rain curtain.

The heavy mottled rain became more and more intense, and when it collided with the protective circle beside her, high splashes were splashed, and the eyes were hazy, and the sky was filled with mist.

Even though she was running fast in the rain, she didn't get wet at all, instead she became clearer and clearer in response to the clearer and more humid air.

A pair of slender hands had already quietly stretched out the protective magic circle at no time. Although the lightning and thunder in the irregular night were still irregular, at this moment, they all hit the pair of slender hands as if they had found their backbone.

The white light mixed between thunder and lightning suddenly appeared, splashing countless sparks, but the face of the person involved was contented, not only that, but also showed a few extremely comfortable smiles.

Although she didn't know the situation outside, she could probably guess what she was doing.

Xuan Ling's trembling Erlang's legs froze slightly, and then he blurted out "What a pervert!"

The world of chaos has long been her property, so Xuanling's "really abnormal" did not escape Jia Jia's eyes and ears, not only that, but also reached her own ears very clearly.

abnormal?It's really perverted.Jia Jia thought to herself, she actually enjoys doing this act of "death" in the eyes of outsiders.The tens of thousands of slender branches in the palm of the hand are like a gluttonous child, absorbing the power of thunder and lightning from the sky. It seems that I can still clearly feel its joy.Of course, it has no mouth, and cannot be uttered. It is just a feeling that arises spontaneously from the bottom of Jiajia's heart: beating, like musical notes, but joyful.

But just this power of thunder and lightning was not enough to attract Jia Jia to run wildly in the rainy night. What really made her run wildly in the rainy night was the traces of magic energy contained in this thunder and lightning.

Hundreds of refinements make steel, just like when Jia Jia first learned of her fighting spirit, she never expected that her comprehension of five senses could reach such a level.It seemed that with the growth of her cultivation, not only did she not show signs of diminishing, but she became more and more sensitive.

Just like at this moment, she could clearly sense the smell that seemed to have been deposited in this devilish energy for hundreds of years.

She was as light as a swallow, not afraid of the thunder and lightning from the sky, she circled the bamboo forest for a circle, and finally landed steadily in the middle of the bamboo forest.

Seemingly aware of it, he raised his head and saw a thunderbolt strike, his hands felt numb, and he was startled with joy.

Jia Jia was astonished: the old man said "don't stand under a tree in rainy days", it really is the crystallization of wisdom.

Although the rain was torrential, it was really strange. Just now, Jiajia flew over the bamboo forest, and she looked at the surrounding scenery without missing a beat. But with the bamboo forest as the center, within a radius of five li, Flashing thunder, it is the image of a torrential rain, but five miles away is a sunny day with a full moon, five miles of ground, the scene at two o'clock, Jiajia must take it. Didn't feel that nature was magical, but it was a little weird.

Unreasonable.The place is flat and unobstructed.The scene is when these two things cannot be shown.Half sunny and half rainy.But the monks in the Red Moon City stronghold were not surprised at all, and all fell asleep peacefully with their eyes closed.

There are oddities.Jia Jia took a deep breath and shuttled through the green bamboo forest.

Walking for a long time, I felt the silence around, as if there was no one there, Jiajia's frowning brows gradually relaxed, she closed her eyes and raised her hands in a pan shape, letting the lightning strikes one after another stretch out her protective method Above a pair of plain hands within the range.

Acceptance, integration, joy, playing an unknown tune, seems to be a freeze frame.

The middle of the night passed, and the torrential rain in the sky disappeared gradually, leaving only one thunder after another hovering in the sky.Dry thunder, no rain.Still after a thunderstorm.Jiajia doesn't know the weather in four seasons, she only knows that there are strange things inside, so she just stays still and responds to all changes, left and right, these thunder and lightning forces are the best nourishment for her, but it will add another to her sky-repairing hand. Just help.

Just like no matter how powerful the power of thunder and lightning is, how can it surpass the might of Heavenly Tribulation?The law of self-cultivation has been accepted by the public since ancient times, and the law of the jungle preys on the strong.The strong are more powerful.At least the power of thunder and lightning she has encountered so far can surpass the power of heavenly tribulation unintentionally, so it is taken for granted that it is swallowed.This power of thunder and lightning, which is sought after by monks as the most righteous and steel, also coincides with the most common law in the cultivation world.

The tightly closed eyelashes trembled slightly, and a cold and fierce wind rushed towards her face. Jia Jia's tightly closed eyes were opened like stars in the dark night, bright as stars: Here we come!

(End of this chapter)