Ji Liao left the whale's back and moved instantly with a distance of nostalgia. Above the sea waves, he stopped a sea boat.

Compared to the huge size of the sea boat, Ji Liao is naturally small, but the people on the sea boat respectfully invited him. Because the people on the sea boat are mortals after all, mortals will become respectful when they see someone who can walk on the waves.

The monks in the world all agreed to be a common man and try not to show saints in front of others, but there will always be deeds of showing saints in front of others, so the stories of gods and ghosts can be spread in the secular world.

Whether Ji Liao is an immortal is unknown, the people on the sea boat do not know, but they know that Ji Liao is definitely not a mortal.

The people on the boat were a little nervous at first, and then they became happy because Ji Liao gave a jade pendant worth a thousand gold. Unlike the father and daughter they had rescued before, they only gave a silver hairpin.

Ji Liao lived in a room next door, and the utility room was the target of his trip.

In the utility room, the little girl wrote on the floor with her fingers. Because her uncle told her not to speak, she would write if she had any questions.

She is a very well-behaved child.

"Uncle, the brother from next door has the same smell as you."

The middle-aged man gestured in the void with his fingers and replied to her: "He came from the mountains like you."

He was actually very confused because the breath revealed by this Qingxuan disciple showed that he had no orifice movement and had not started practicing the fundamental magic tricks. He didn't understand when Qingxuan would allow such a shallow disciple to walk down the mountain.

But he knew that this was not the time to recognize each other. Although Qing Xuan ordered the killing of evil demons and heretics within a radius of 5,000 miles a while ago, it scared those left-wingers who were not afraid to stay near Qing Xuan, but for the sake of Taixu Shenshou, those who guarded the corpse ghosts would obviously ignore Qing Xuan's power.

Even if his fellow disciples are close at hand, he cannot reveal his identity, so as not to implicate him. Moreover, his superficial cultivation is not very helpful.

"Don't we go to see him?"

"No, you continue to recite the mantra I passed on you in your heart."

"Um."

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Ji Liao lay lazily on the bed of hardwood boards. He refused the Shanghai merchant's intention to add a soft pad to him, but he felt that compared to hardwood boards, he was less used to sleeping on soft pads that many people had used.

Of course, it’s not that he can’t endure hardship, but he just doesn’t like to seek hardship.

But now he is asking for trouble. If he doesn't listen to the heavenly book, there will be no trouble when he comes to this time and space without listening to the words of the heavenly book.

However, it seems that he doesn't think this kind of trouble is so annoying, and he also thinks it's quite interesting to come here. It seems that he is too bored and wants to find something to do.

He could hear the movements next door without any loss. Even if the middle-aged man disguises, there are too many different places from ordinary people and difficult to hide, so the middle-aged man chose to hide in the utility room and try to avoid contact with the outside world.

The other party was very careful, cautious, and very quick-witted. Ji Liao concluded that as long as he showed a hint of curiosity about them, he would be noticed by the middle-aged man.

Ji Liao has met many monks who have higher cultivation than middle-aged men before, but it seems that they are less elusive than middle-aged men.

Is this the way to practice the soul and the changes after returning the alchemy?

"Returning the alchemy, entering the Tao. Qingxuan has recorded that Returning the alchemy and entering the Tao are related. What exactly is the entry into the Tao? What is the difference between my past practice?" Ji Liao thought casually.

The body does the water grinding of Qi refining automatically, so it is different from many monks in this world. He does not need to go into seclusion and has more time to think.

If you study without thinking, you will be confused. If you think more, there will be no harm.

"It's still very sleepy." After half a day, Ji Liao gradually felt sleepy as the sea boat bumped slightly. He handed over the task of keeping a stalking to Tianshu and prepared to fall asleep. His dreams were different from ordinary people. Dreams could evolve very realistically, just like another world, and it was also very fun.

But before Ji Liao started dreaming, he was awakened by a trace of energy.

There were gradually movements outside, and then there were quarrels.

"We want to check your room." A man was quite arrogant.

"Although you are monks, why can you check our room casually?" a young man replied.

The man sneered, "You actually know that monks are not ordinary people. As expected, there is a problem. If you stop me, I will be rude to you."

The young man said, "Don't think I can't see your origin. You are from the Nanhai Sect. I know that you have no relationship with the Seven Immortals of the South China Sea, so you don't have to expect to scare me."

The man looked at the young man carefully and said to himself: "You must be very good at it. Don't tell me that you are Qingxuan's disciple. Can Qingxuan send a disciple who has just cultivated his energy to walk outside the mountain?"

The young man said, "My surname is Wu, and I have no sect, but I just can't stand your domineering appearance and have no immortal style at all."

The man grabbed the young man's hand suddenly and said in a silence: "It's always better than you, you won't be a fairy in your life."

The young man's forehead fell like a bead. His true energy that had been practicing hard for many years had dissipated just now, and the other party directly destroyed his cultivation level."

The man from the Nanhai Sect didn't enter the young man's room at all. He already knew that there was no one inside, but he deserved it if this kid dared to provoke him.

There were three disciples of the Nanhai Sect behind him, and they didn't look down on the young people. The young people who had lost their cultivation were like ants in their eyes.

The people from the Nanhai Sect arrived next door, and this was Ji Liao's room.

"I know there is someone inside. If I don't open the door, I will come in."

No response.

Just as they were about to break into the door, the door opened.

Ji Liao appeared in front of them and said lightly: "Are you looking for death?"

The man from the Nanhai Sect was slightly stunned and suddenly smiled at his companion, "Today I met two fools, this guy is a little better than the boy just now. Should I be very scared when Tongmai Realm?"

Ji Liao said: "I am fierce and not cultivating the Taoist heart. No wonder the comments on you Nanhai Sect in the travel notes I read are just not good at."

A man from the Nanhai School said: "Look at your slander, may you have a background? If you have a background, it is best to make it clear first, otherwise your life will be difficult to protect today."

Ji Liao said to the young man next door indifferently: "Give me your sword and I will avenge you."

The young man looked pale and said, "Brother, these evil people will be punished by themselves, so you should not show off."

He heard from the people of the Nanhai Sect that Ji Liao was just a Tongmai Realm, and thought to himself that Ji Liao would not be their opponent.

"You're so verbose."

Ji Liao shook his head, and the sword on the young man was unsheathed and reached Ji Liao's hand.

He looked at the people of the Nanhai Sect with his sword, smiling a little calmly.

The man from the Nanhai School said coldly: "Why are you laughing at?"

The sword light flashed, and the man's body and head separated.
Chapter completed!