v4 Chapter 115： Funeral

The Ji’s courtyard has a quiet environment and a bluestone ground courtyard. There are three or two crisp bamboos, and the bamboo leaves are rustling in the breeze. ?＜Eight

There is a futon under the bamboo, and Xiao Chen sits on it quietly, with a calm complexion and a calm mood, waiting.

After a while, a monk from the Ji family came from outside the gate of the Xuantian courtyard with a respectful voice, "Senior Xiao Chen, the younger generation, in the name of the Patriarch, came to take the senior to the funeral garden, and asked the senior to show up."

Xiao Chen opened his eyes, his eyes were pitch-black, warm and introverted, calm and indifferent, but under this calmness was permeated with firm conviction. At this moment, his eyes flashed slightly and he opened the door. Outside the door, a Ji family Yuanying monk stood respectfully, his eyes fell on Xiao Chen, showing awe. On that day in the main hall of the Ji family, Xiao Chen scared away the two great human realms, Mu Dongxuan, the elder of the Mu family, and the Baigui Taoist of the Beimanzong. Before, he summoned the venerable magical powers to kill the black bones of the Beimanzong. Such deeds have now spread among the Ji family monks, making the Ji family monks extremely cautious when facing Xiao Chen, and they dare not be presumptuous at all.

Today the funeral garden opened, and the news that Xiao Chen wanted to enter it to refine the bloodline seeds spread, and even stirred up a storm among the Ji family monks. After all, no foreign monk has ever done such a thing in history, and they have all fallen into it. Although Xiao Chen demonstrated extremely powerful means of supernatural power, there are still not many optimistic people. I thought of this in my heart, but the Ji family cultivator didn't dare to show the slightest color on his face, so as not to annoy Senior Xiao Chen.

The two of them moved forward, and the Ji family cultivator led the way. All the cultivators they encountered carefully gave up and saluted, their expressions awed, but their eyes showed a slight weird look.

Funeral.

The Ji family is a great place, a place where a trace of pure blood rests after the death of a clansman monk. If the upper-level family decides to open the moment, no clansmen will be allowed to enter, otherwise they will inevitably be severely punished.

Xiao Chen came to the funeral garden and led the Ji family cultivator to respectfully salute him. He hesitated slightly before retiring, but he still politely said: "Although it is extremely difficult for me to accept Senior Sister Xiyue's marriage, Senior Xiao Chen can do nothing for her. Breaking into the funeral garden is to admire the younger generation and others. So no matter what, I still hope that the older generation can get away safely and be the best of Qin and Jin with the senior sister." After that, the Ji family cultivator respectfully retired.

Xiao Chen was stunned, then nodded, his eyes filled with firmness.

His gaze swept away. At this moment, there were already many Ji family monks standing around the funeral garden. Their gazes swept away, faintly mixed with complex colors, envy, jealousy, admiration, and cynicism, but no matter what, they couldn’t disturb Xiao Chen’s mood. With a mentality that is close to bystander, you can do your heart as if you stop water, and you will not be surprised.

Ji Shan stood behind Ji Ruohai, and at the moment his eyes fell on Xiao Chen, a bit of regret mixed with admiration.

Ji Ruohai hesitated slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Friend Xiao Chen, the old man has to ask before entering the funeral according to the regulations. Has the Dao made a decision in his heart? You need to know that it is still too late to regret it. Then it will be too late."

Xiao Chen nodded and said faintly: "The Great Elder doesn't need to say much, Xiao Chen's heart is set, there will never be any changes, please open the funeral garden, don't delay time."

Ji Ruohai took a deep look at Xiao Chen, and his eyes were filled with gratification, "The old man had missed Xiyue's mother, and it was a pity for her to die. But this time I think Xiyue did not find the wrong thing. People, Xiao Chen, don't let Xiyue down."

After speaking, the old ghost said nothing more. At this moment, he raised his hand and threw something, which was a piece of green bamboo. At the same time, countless magic arts in his hand were instantly shot out, and the bamboo fell into the void in front of him. As the green bamboo and the tactics merged, the void suddenly appeared ripples, and between the tumbling, one side only allowed one person to enter and exit the portal. The void emerged.

"Friend Xiao Chen, please be like a funeral garden. If you complete your bloodline refining, you will be automatically sent away. Be careful not to do anything!"

When Xiao Chen heard the words, he nodded slightly, clasped his fists in a salute, and then stepped forward. The next step was the next step that countless Ji family cultivators were watching, and the figure disappeared into the door instantly.

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The sky was a little gray, desolate, and silent.

Suddenly, there was a little ripple in the space here, and a portal was condensed in the void, and a moment later, a tall figure stepped into the place, the portal behind it trembled, and then disappeared. The coming person's dark eyes are warm and gentle, and his light is restrained. At this moment, his eyes are sweeping around, showing caution.

This monk is Xiao Chen.

"Ji Family Funeral Garden, this place is extremely dangerous. I still need to be cautious to prevent any discrepancies." Xiao Chen's face was solemn and he was secretly vigilant. He can walk safely to this day, and the caution has been deep into his bones. Standing in the same place, he pondered slightly, Xiao Chen's eyes flickered, and then he chose a direction, the light from his body flashed slightly into a stream of shadows and walked forward. Although he didn't do his best, Xiao Chendu was still approaching the extreme, Qinghong marching silently like a thunder.

Suddenly, the light faded, Xiao Chen stopped suddenly, his face solemnly looking forward. Hundreds of feet away, two imaginary figures drifted aimlessly, their eyes were dull and dull, they looked like wandering souls, but the strange thing was that there was a pigeon egg in the heart of the two imaginary figures. Large and small red blood beads, scattered with blood awns.

"Presumably this is the phantom of the monk before his lifetime condensed from a trace of pure blood-blood soul." In order to increase the chance of success, during the one-day waiting time, Xiao Chen naturally learned a lot about the secrets of the funeral from Ji's family. Not surprised at this moment. Slightly hesitating, Xiao Chen walked towards the two blood souls, his expression calm and no color. After all, judging from the aura in these two blood souls, it was able to reach the Nascent Soul level, and there was really no challenge for him.

When Xiao Chen appeared within the sight of the two blood souls, the two weird existences suddenly roared and roared, and there was a cruel look in the godless eyes, and they rushed forward frantically at this moment.

Xiao Chen frowned. This blood soul was a bit more fierce than he had imagined. It was actually almost the same as the profound evil beast. Although he had no self-consciousness, he would never die when he encountered a cultivator. A cold light flashed in the dark eyes. Xiao Chen didn't put the two blood souls of the primordial infant level in his eyes. With one arm stretched out to the front of the void, the space instantly bent and twisted, engulfing the two violent blood souls. . The roar stopped abruptly, the twisting and twisting force of the space was absolutely beyond the strength that the ordinary Nascent Soul could withstand, and the two blood souls collapsed instantly, and at the same time the red blood bead at the heart collapsed and disappeared. Nothing left.

Easily kill the two blood souls, instead of expressing the slightest joy on Xiao Chen's face, his brows wrinkled even more, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes. Xiao Chen was not surprised that the blood seeds in killing two blood souls dissipated. He could not get the blood soul's recognition. Even if they were forcibly beheaded, the blood seeds would dissipate on their own, which he already knew. But what shocked Xiao Chen right now was that he couldn't absorb any spiritual power from this funeral garden to supplement his mana loss!