Chapter 195 (1/2)
After burning incense, Ji Boxi directly dragged Xiang Yang to the palace on the top of the mountain. All his disciples have been dismissed by him.
Although Boxi doesn't pay much attention to enjoyment on weekdays, the palace looks magnificent. In fact, except for a reception hall, other places are ordinary.
In the room where they are located, except for an array plate isolated from divine knowledge in the middle and dense jade slips suspended around, the rest of the furnishings and decorations are similar to ordinary people's study.
”Brother Xiang Yang, my place is very simple, but there is only a Jue Shen array here. I'm closed here on weekdays, which makes you laugh...”
After looking around, he remembered that there was no place to sit here except a futon. He rubbed his hands with embarrassment,
Xiang Yang was a little impressed with him.
Immortals are noble. As long as they are not as shabby as the golden body hall, almost all of them are rich.
In front of the black earth hall, he saw it when he peeped with his spiritual sense. Even that place is magnificent everywhere. In comparison, the furnishings of the places where the disciples of Bishan hall live are better than here. It's no wonder that Bixi is a bitter monk who doesn't love foreign things. It's no wonder that he has been entangled by fire and poison and can still practice to the middle of Yuanying.
He smiled and looked at the jade slips on the wall, and directly asked again, ”brother Boxi, were you poisoned by some kind of fire? It's not clear yet, and it happens from time to time?”
Ji Boxi nodded endlessly, and his eyes showed a trace of nostalgia and melancholy: ”yes, when I went down the mountain with my senior master, I encountered a strange fire in a dangerous place. With my senior master's cultivation of nine turns in that year, I was still seriously injured, and died not long after I came back...”
”At that time, I had low accomplishments and didn't enter, so I escaped. But I just helped the master and got a trace of it. Now it has been thousands of years, but the residual poison has not been cleared. I also asked several ancestors of the clan who specialize in fire skill to read it, but even they were helpless. Even in my own dream, they were not poisoned at all...”
He sighed for half a day and looked up with eager eyes: ”since brother Xiang Yang can recognize it at a glance, I think there are some ways...”
”Dangerous place? Strange fire?” Xiang Yang flashed a happy look in his eyes and asked, ”my master is naturally fond of refining utensils and elixirs. He is very interested in all kinds of different fires. Can you tell me where I met him?”
No doubt there was him, Bo Xi nodded again and again: ”that's natural, but that place... That place is really terrible. Brother Xiang Yang can have this cultivation at a young age. Your teacher must be a wonderful man, but you should be careful. After all, that place is one of the famous dangerous places in northern China.”
Xiang Yang smiled and nodded, ”thank you, brother Boxi.”
As soon as he saw Ji Boxi, he knew the source fire in the sea and sent a message: ”I found that the fire of salary transmission can't be collected before it reaches the fire.” then he found that Ji Boxi obviously practiced earth based skills, but he was a little angry all over. He gave a try, but he didn't expect to really get a lot of results.
Xiang Yang is now armed with the source of fire. He has also practiced the samadhi formula of burning the sky. He is very sensitive to the breath of the fire system. In fact, the fire on Bo Xi's body is very thin. I'm afraid that ordinary monks in the ninth robbery period may not be able to sense it, but they can't escape his observation and induction.
After receiving the jade slips burned by Ji Boxi, Xiang Yang shook his head slightly and sighed: ”this fire is the fire of salary transmission and one of the different fires in heaven and earth. The fire poison is very tricky...”