Chapter 912 (1/2)

Before returning to the water Pavilion, Ji Wuxin first explained to the Murong family that she would close the pass for a long time, and left a long sword for Murong Fu. On this long sword was injected with Ji's unintentional Beiming Qi. As long as the Murong family was in trouble, Murong Fu could use this sword. At that time, Hou Ji would leave the pass unintentionally.

What Ji didn't even think of was that his seclusion was 30 years. During this time, the Murong family had been in peace. Even when he left the customs, he couldn't feel the existence of his Beiming Qi.

Murong's family is still in the water tree.

Ji Wuxin opens her eyes from the closed pass. He spits out a long breath of turbid Qi. Over the past 30 years, he has learned all the martial arts in the waterside pavilion. These martial arts have their own advantages and disadvantages. Although many martial arts look not as good as the flow, Ji Wuxin knows that it is very necessary to learn some of these martial arts if she wants to learn the folding plum hand of Tianshan Mountain.

Moreover, Ji Wuxin's own system is fortunately running during his closed time. Although it is of little use, it keeps his appearance 30 years ago.

This time, his momentum is different from that when he just closed the door. Ji Wuxin only had the blessing of Beiming divine skill 30 years ago. Although he can compete with the previous first-class experts with some of his own means, the outcome is unpredictable.

Now he has Beiming magic skill. With 50 years of internal power and unique skills of various sects, he can easily stand at the peak of strength even in the era of demons in the Tianlong world.

”It seems that the tomb Rongfu is no longer in the swallow dock

Ji Wuxin didn't feel the Beiming Qi she left 30 years ago. She didn't know whether Murong Fu had lost the sword or went out with the sword.

Forget it, it's been 30 years. Now Qiao Feng has almost become the leader of the beggars' sect. I don't need to stay here anymore.

He still thinks as he did 30 years ago. Ji Wuxin doesn't intend to change the world here. He just needs to complete his task.

Thinking of this, Ji unintentionally stopped staying at Murong's house. In order to cover up the fact that he left, he put the body of Murong Fu's servant who had just died of illness in the Huanshi Pavilion.

After dealing with all this, Ji has no intention to leave yanziwu and go to Dali Yizhao. It should be the time for jiumozhi to take the six pulse divine sword. Although he is not interested in the six pulse divine sword, he has to ensure Duanyu's safety.

In this way, he can help Qiao Feng prevent suicide in the future. Suzhou is still a distance from Dali, and it took him a lot of time to get near Wuliang Mountain day and night.

The current limitless sword sect is much stronger than when Ji Wuxin left. Of course, the leader is Zuo Zimu. Ji Wuxin learned through the hall. Zuo Zimu has worked hard to make some changes to the limitless sword technique over the years. Then there are few people who can compete with him in the area of Wuliang Mountain.

”It sounds that he has developed well in recent years!

Ji inadvertently took the tea in her hand and then patted a piece of silver on the table: ”waiter, check out.

”OK!

As soon as the little two words fell, a young man in white came out of the tea shed. The young man in white looked like a handsome student with a white jade face, but his body smelled like a light sandalwood, like he often bathed in Buddhist incense in the temple.

Look at this young man in white. Ji has no intention to frown. He knows that there are many people in white, but not many with sandalwood fragrance.

Thinking of this, Ji inadvertently hurried forward: ”dare you ask the childe, but his surname is Duan reputation?”

As soon as the young man in white heard this, his face immediately began to turn green, as if he was not happy: ”I won't go back with you