In the sun, if someone looks carefully, he will find a faint purple color flowing out of Su Ji's fingertips.

Of course, this requires a particularly good vision.

The purple air flows out too fast.

The innate true qi, also known as the innate purple qi, the darker the purple color, the higher the attainments of Su Ji innate Qigong. Su Ji was very ashamed. After practicing for forty years, his innate purple qi was still not very deep.

However, Zhao Zixing always praised him for this and said that he had great potential. After all, he had only practiced innate Qigong to this point, so he found it difficult to deal with it.

The magic arrow was entangled by the qi silk transformed by the innate purple qi, then broke the qi silk, and then was entangled, and it continued to continue. It slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The situation in the end that the shocking magic arrow actually slowed down inexplicably.

Under the remaining power of the rushing force, Su Ji grabbed the magic arrow with his white jade-like palm.

Receive the arrow empty-handed.

Even if an ordinary arrow is caught with empty hands, it will be a shocking thing, let alone such a powerful magical arrow.

Someone shouted, "Zhebian's arrow was caught."

Zhebe is the title of Grassland Shooting.

Su Ji took the magic arrow and saved the big flag!

The morale of Yuwen Xin's subordinates was greatly boosted, and many people in the enemy army saw Su Ji flying down the tower and receiving the magic arrow empty-handed, and they couldn't help but feel terrified, thinking that the other party was a god descending to earth.

Yuwen Xin was so keen to fight the fighter plane that he immediately called his subordinates to blow the horns and led the crowd out.

He was surrounded by elites who had followed him for many years, all of whom were fighting against hundreds of sharp soldiers, and his horse's hooves stepped on the earth, like the sound of thunder in the sky.

The enemy was already afraid of Yuwen Xin's bravery, and when he saw Yuwen Xin leading the crowd to fight, he couldn't help but lose his footing.

The forward was about to collapse at the touch, and panic spread.

Although the enemy troops were numerous, they were suddenly dispersed.

Yuwen Xin led his army back and forth several times, but he defeated the enemy with a small number of people.

Later, he led his army back to the camp. This battle had already damaged the enemy's vitality. Even if the opponent had the courage to come back, it would not be a problem. However, Yuwen Xin looked back at his subordinates and sighed in his heart. He was good at calculating and determined that he had lost three or four hundred brothers.

They have followed them for many years, and he recognizes everyone.

Yuwen Xin was a master of men after all, and his emotions of being sad flashed away. He hugged Su Ji with great joy: "Zhe's other magical arrows can't do anything to you. Otherwise, you can make achievements with me, no matter what Qingwei Cult, we will definitely build a more powerful force than Qingwei Cult in the future, and teach them that they regret expelled you."

Yuwen Xin's words revealed his ambitions, and the grassland was in chaos. After he went to sea this time, he did not never return to the north, but he had to wait for the opportunity to fight back again.

Since ancient times, to achieve great things, one must first obtain talents. As the saying goes, a thousand troops are easy to get one general, but a strong man like Su Ji is far more valuable than a ten general in his eyes.

Su Ji gently broke free from Yuwen Xin and said, "I am not here."

Seeing that he said this, Yuwen Xin had to temporarily extinguish the recruitment of his thoughts. He said, "If you go back to Middle Earth, I can write a letter to my junior sister so that she can find some convenience for you."

Su Ji looked at Yuwen Xin quietly.

Yuwen Xin smiled and said, "It's not all because I have such a big face. My junior sister herself admires you very much. Over the years, she has rarely mentioned other men's names, but she has mentioned you more than one sentence."

Su Ji asked in confusion: "Why does Wei Lingyun admire me very much?"

Yuwen Xin said: "That year, my junior sister went to Luofu Mountain. Many people wanted to see what she looked like, but you were calm and lying high, which made her feel very unusual."

Su Ji smiled and said, "I have seen her once. It was under the waterfall in the back mountain. I showed my blue eyes to her. As for being calm and lying high, it was just that I happened to break through a small level at that time and was too lazy to move."

Yuwen Xin couldn't help laughing and said, "If you see her, don't say this."

Su Ji thought to himself: "If I see Wei Lingyun, I will definitely not be like this."

He was even more strange. Wei Lingyun had a good impression of him, so why did the old man finally propose marriage to the Duke of Wei's mansion but it was left unresolved? Although the innate Qigong is a boy's merit, he no longer had this concern after opening the Ren and Du meridians and entering the secret realm. Even if he did not have such hardships, it would have been a natural result in a few years. As for now, he had a premonition that he could completely open the Ren and Du meridians in about two or three months.

So, what is the secret about this matter?

Su Ji was just silent and did not answer Yuwen Xin's words.

Yuwen Xin didn't care, so he asked everyone to rest first, set up a bonfire at night, have a full meal, and set off tomorrow.

At dusk, Su Ji stood in the Ula River.

The sunset is extremely beautiful, but it is almost dusk.

But he likes to watch the dusk fade away.

Yuwen Xin pulled his horse to Su Ji and said, "Life is beautiful and short. If you don't grasp it, this scene will flash away. I want to thank Dade Khan. If it weren't for him, my life would have only one color, and it would have a new color as it is now."

Although he is already a loser, his words are full of vitality and his yearning for tomorrow.

Su Ji was infected by it.

No matter what, he will remember Yuwen Xin.

Su Ji said: "What kind of person is Wei Lingyun?"

He suddenly said irrelevant words.

Yuwen Xin said: "She is good in everything, only one is not good at all."

Su Ji said: "Which point?"

Yuwen Xin held the handle of the knife and raised his eyebrows, saying, "Not a man."

He waved his whip and pointed at the Ula River, which seemed to flow in gold, and continued: "This world is so vast, and everything is endless. We are waiting for us men to fight. Men conquer the world, and women are better responsible for conquering men."

Su Ji said leisurely: "The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away all the heroes. The right and wrong, success and failure turn empty. The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times. The white-haired fishermen and woodcutters are on the river bank, and they are used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine meets each other happily. How many things in ancient and modern times are all laughing at."

Yuwen Xin was familiar with the language of Middle-earth and couldn't help but be stunned. This word is really great.

Su Ji smiled and said, "You like to be a hero, I prefer to be a fisherman and woodcutter."

Yuwen Xin laughed and said, "All of them are excellent."

Su Ji said: "Yes."

His eyes were sunk on the golden waves of the Ula River, but what he was thinking about was Luofu Mountain.

No matter how beautiful it is, it is not Luofu after all.

He must go back in a dignified manner.

He guarded the old man's tomb and lived in a hut.

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A thatched cottage was built next to the tomb of Tianyangzi, the former head of the Qingwei Sect.

An old Taoist with white hair walked to the tomb.

A squeaking sound rang around.

Several monkeys came out and surrounded the old Taoist.

The old Taoist is Su Ji's senior brother, Bai Yangzi, the eldest disciple of Tianyangzi. He shook his head and said, "After he left, no one will feed you monkeys."

The old Taoist sprinkled fried chestnuts from his sleeves.

The monkeys hurriedly picked up the chestnuts, took a bite, and threw them away.

The old Taoist sighed and said, "The taste of my stir-fry is different from the taste of his stir-fry."

Then he walked to the tombstone and noticed that there was a spider-knot web in the lower right corner of the tombstone. And he only saw the web, but no spider.
Chapter completed!