Just now, the mysterious girl said that there was a spiritual inscription from Taoist Xuan Chen in the inkstone. Now Bi Suwu said that the original owner of Motian Cliff was called Xuan Chen Jushi.

Because the mysterious girl is also Yi Ren, the possibility that the Taoist Xuan Chen she mentioned is Yi Ren is also very high, so it is difficult for Ji Liao not to connect the two Xuan Chens.

Bi Suwu didn't know if he hadn't heard the mysterious girl talk about Xuanchen Taoist, or he did not say it intentionally, but he didn't continue to talk about this topic anyway.

Ji Liao ignored Bi Suwu's true thoughts and directly expressed his doubts.

Bi Suwu said: "I don't know this."

His eyes flashed a little as he answered.

Ji Liao heard his heartbeat and blood abnormality when answering this question. He guessed that Bi Suwu had concealed something, but did not continue to ask.

After a while, Bi Suwu left, and Ji Liao focused on Zhuo Qing.

His body is very hot now, and the qi and blood in his body are wandering very quickly. Ji Liao took his meridians for him and found that his Ren and Du meridians were actually open. The Ren and Du meridians are the most difficult to open among all meridians. Once they are opened, it is very easy to cultivate internal strength. However, Ji Liao was not very shocked, and was the original owner of his body. He opened the Ren and Du meridians at the age of seventeen.

Zhuo Qing was obviously trapped in the ghost coffin and experiencing the test of life and death crisis and stimulating his potential, so he suddenly penetrated his meridians. In fact, if Ji Liao had not rescued him in advance, even if he opened the meridians, it would have been useless and would have been suffocated to death in the end.

But this is also a good thing. Zhuo Qing is what Ji Liao wants to focus on training. He is a blessing in disguise and will have more help to Ji Liao in the future.

He put away the inkstone and used his palm power to clean up the nearby traces. Ji Liao picked up Zhuo Qing in one hand and ran in the mountains. His internal strength progressed ten times that of ordinary people. Even after taking thousand-year-old ginseng, he was brave and diligent to the current level, and his internal strength progress had not slowed down much, and he made progress every day.

Now his speed is 100% faster than when he was just going to Xijiang. With all his strength, if he is a little lost in the blue sky and the sun, it will be difficult for others to see his shadow.

The faster he is, the louder the wind will be in his ears, but this kind of free running is extremely charming, making people unconsciously immersed in it.

Soon after, Ji Liao returned to Siji Villa and ordered people to settle Zhuo Qing.

As for what happened in the middle, Ji Liao did not say too much, but instead used the excuse of going to retreat to practice martial arts and abandoning contact with the outside world.

Returning to the secret room of Four Seasons Villa again, Ji Liao put down the Qianjin Shuan. This Qianjin Shuan was made of special metal and weighed a thousand pounds. Unless the mechanism was opened from the inside, it would be difficult for anyone to break in outside.

The reason for doing this is because Ji Liao is ready to study the inkstone. In order to prevent outsiders from bumping into or disturbing, only in an absolutely safe secret room can you feel at ease.

The inkstone is made of water marble. This kind of stone does not feel very stiff like ordinary stones. It feels very comfortable to touch. And even if it is exposed to the sun in the hot summer, water marble will be cold and cold when it falls into your hands.

As for the overall carving of the inkstone, there is no need to say, but Ji Liao discovered something wrong from the carving of the inkstone. It was the Canglong logo.

This is a symbol of the Eastern Palace, but why do people in the Eastern Palace have to mark it on it? Don’t they know that this will destroy the beauty of the inkstone being integrated?

When Ji Liao focused on the Canglong logo, he carefully felt every trace of the above, and finally found something wrong, that was Canglong's nose. There was an extremely subtle bulge, like a cinnabar mole. Every part of the inkstone was cold, but here was a little warm.

Another thing that surprised Ji Liao happened. The airflow that had flowed into the fire talisman appeared again and followed the slight bulge into the cinnabar.

Ji Liao felt the airflow in his body carefully, but couldn't find where it came from. It seemed to emerge out of thin air, without roots or bottoms.

After the air flows into the inkstone, the inkstone also changes.

It seemed that a wonderful reaction was produced, and a picture appeared in Ji Liao's mind.

It was a transparent villain practicing. There was a red line running in the other person's body, such as an internal energy cultivation method, but it was more complicated than Ji Liao's four-season mental method, and even some extremely small meridians had red lines passing through. In a trance, Ji Liao found that he had become that transparent villain, and everything in his body was perceived by him.

The red line represents a strange energy between internal and mental power. It is very similar to the air flow generated out of thin air in his body, but it is a little more concise.

As the red line ran, the energy became more and more condensed. Finally, it emerged from the tip of his fingers, like a spider spitting silk. The energy became an invisible silk, and could be controlled by Ji Liao's thoughts at will.

A crisp sound of brokenness sounded and the picture disappeared.

A mantra came into Ji Liao's mind, and the whole article explained in detail a technique called "Practicing Qi into Silk". The technique he had just practiced as a transparent villain was this article "Practicing Qi into Silk".

The inkstone in his hand was already split into pieces and pieces fell to the ground, but there was an extra seal in his hand. The seal was very delicate and soft.

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Late at night, the cool breeze blows from the middle of the lake, and countless lotus leaves move with them, swaying in a variety of shapes, like countless graceful dancers.

Mu Qing was playing with a magnificent and green sword in his hand, which was the killing evil that was built by the Cangjian Villa for ten years. This sword was opened with the passionate hearts of five sword-casting masters, and was blessed by the chanting of Zen Master Fayun of Xiangguo Temple for three days and three nights. When it was finally released, it caused heavy rain, which was really a peerless sword.

But what's the use? Mu Qing is not an evil spirit, nor can anyone kill him.

A middle-aged man in Taoist dress with long beards was standing upside down in front of her, the sword cultivator who secretly guarded the Cangjian Villa. This man is almost 150 years old. He can kill people for miles with a flying sword, but he cannot kill Mu Qing.

Opposite the Chunbo Bihu Lake is a lonely peak, with maple trees everywhere. Every autumn comes, the red leaves are flying, solemn and desolate, which also represents the sword of the Tibetan Sword Villa.

It was not yet summer, and there were no red leaves, but the mountains were red.

It was a red fire, and it could be seen clearly for dozens of miles around.

Since then, Zangjian Villa has been removed from the world, and this lonely peak is also buried with it.

The mountains of trees couldn't resist the fire.

The middle-aged sword cultivator seemed to have a little breath, and turned his head to look at the fire all over the mountain, his mouth moved, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

He has earth-shaking skills, but he can only die in this weed.
Chapter completed!