After that, he kicked Chen Ji out of the carriage, called to the west wind and ran away.

…

…

It was noon, and the cold wind in winter hit his face, making Chen Ji sober up.

The Secret Service was like an abyss, and it seemed that an invisible hand was pulling him into the whirlpool of the cold pool beneath the abyss.

Chen Ji tightened his collar, returned to the door of Taiping Medical Center, and took a deep breath.

He rubbed his cheeks and said with a smile: "I'm back!"

Liu Quxing was the only one sitting behind the counter, resting his chin on his hand and taking a nap. When he heard Chen Ji's voice, he stood up in excitement and said angrily: "What are you shouting for?"

Chen Ji looked around and asked curiously: "Where are Master and Senior Brother She?"

"Master and She Dengke went to the palace for medical treatment. It is said that the prince was supervising construction in the kiln every day and contracted some wind and cold." Liu Quxing pointed to the backyard: "Your rice was left on the kitchen stove. I hid it under the rice for you.

Four slices of bacon, or they will all be snatched away by She Dengke’s grandson.”

Chen Jile chuckled and said, "Thank you, senior brother."

He went to the kitchen and took a few bites, then quietly returned to the apprentice's dormitory, closed the door, and took out the paper scroll from his sleeve again.

He quietly stared at the scriptures on the scroll, but he didn't know how to practice.

Do you keep chanting sutras like a little monk?

"In front of the Emperor Zixiaxu of the Shangqing Dynasty, the King of Yuchen on the Great Dao of Taishang. He lived idle and composed seven words of pistil pearls, which dispersed the five shapes and transformed the gods. This is the inner chapter of Huang Ting's speech. The heart of the piano dances with the immortal in three folds. The nine qi reflect the light.

When he came out of the sky, the divine boy gave birth to purple smoke. It is said that the jade book can be studied carefully and chanted thousands of times for three days..."

"Wait a minute, chant it ten thousand times and rise to three days? The answer lies in the riddle."

Chen Ji sat cross-legged on the bed and recited it over and over again. There were 239 sentences in total, totaling 1,673 words. It would take half a stick of incense to recite the entire text.

He read silently for a moment. When he finished reading the first time, he suddenly felt a purple energy coming out of his body and circulating in his blood.

Chen Ji murmured: "So magical?"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the brilliant sword energy in his body, which was nourished by the sun, chased the purple energy and chopped it into pieces with one sword!

Chen Ji's pupils shrank. Ever since he was sure that the golden pig was betting on him, he deliberately hid his sword energy and stopped raising the sword. Who knew that this sword energy would come out to cause trouble at the critical moment?

Are the cultivation paths still mutually exclusive? No, try again!

At this moment, in a carriage heading east, the bones of the golden pig's body suddenly crackled, as if he had stretched out when he woke up, and his whole body was smooth.

Although the improvement in cultivation is not much, it can be really felt!

The Golden Pig was startled at first, then ecstatically said: "Chen Ji has started to practice? He has entered the path so quickly!"

He has been waiting for this moment for too long.

He worked hard to confirm that Chen Ji's identity was correct, and he also tried his best to seek the path of cultivation from within, so that after Chen Ji stepped into the path of cultivation, he could feedback his cultivation and reach the realm of seeking the Tao again as soon as possible!

But.

The golden pig suddenly screamed "Hey!" and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

A heartbreaking pain surged into his heart, as if his ribs had been ripped off by life. He was too familiar with this kind of pain, and it was clearly a sign of decline in cultivation!

Golden Pig gritted his teeth and muttered to himself: "What's going on? Chen Ji just stepped into the path of cultivation, why did he step back again?!"

Before the pain completely subsided, another crackling sound came from his body.

Jin Zhu was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but his expression changed again: "Wait a minute, this boy Chen Ji doesn't know how to... eh!"
Chapter completed!