I Signed In For a Thousand Years, I Just Want To Get Away From the World

　　 In the pores of Xia Ji, the flames became more and more intense, and three inches of the body surface gave birth to a cold flame, flowing quietly like waves.

　　 And these flames are completely under his control, and will not burn the robes.

　　 Xia Ji looked at her two hands, tentatively testing her fortune, and held her five fingers empty.

　　 The flame in the palm of his hand was urged by him to rise, and turned into two purple fires nearly half a foot high.

　　嗤...

　　 The flame has not yet approached the curtains of the carriage.

　　 The curtain actually burned directly.

　　 Xia Ji thought, and the flame returned like life.

　　 "Can you achieve this level of control?"

　　 Xia Ji continued to experiment.

　　The flames flowed out with his fingers, like a fire snake wrapped around the curtain of the carriage.

　　 However, the magic is that fire is fire and curtains are curtains.

　　 The fire was flowing on the curtains, but the curtains were not lit.

　　 But this kind of control only exists for a short period of two or three seconds, and there is a state of out-of-control that tends to be out of consideration.

　　 Xia Ji recalled the flame.

　　The flame followed his pores again, and returned to his body like the sea ebbs.

　　 Xia Ji let out a sigh of relief, feeling a stronger feeling.

　　 And in this world, only by becoming stronger silently, can you be better at ease.

　　 Thinking of what happened in the past two days, he felt like he was dreaming.

　　 "Xiao Xianchang, eat~~" A little girl yelled sweetly outside the car. This is a pretty girl who has been pestering him in recent days.

　　The people in the caravan called this girl, Miss Wen, and Miss Wen likes to wear a green dress and talk whispers.

　　 In this age of enchanting and gangster chaos, it’s pretty good that refugees can eat, while Taoist priests like Xia Ji are especially popular. Although meals and the like are rare, he is absolutely indispensable.

　　 I don’t know why, his appearance is almost bug-like attraction to women, no matter where he goes, he will be welcomed, he can be described as a male public enemy.

　　 Xia Ji heard the answer.

　　 opened the curtain and walked down.

　　 Outside the car, the girl in the green skirt was not shaking her hands, and the double pony tails were also shaking.

　　 The little girl couldn’t help smiling when she saw him walking out.

　　 She was about to meet, but her smile suddenly solidified somehow, then she exclaimed, stopped, and then shrank back two steps.

　　 Xia Ji looked at her inexplicably, and wondered: "What's the matter?"

　　 The little girl winked her eyes desperately, then opened her eyes to Xia Ji, as if she wanted to see him clearly.

　　 She was stunned.

　　 After a few breaths, he calmed down, and said in my heart, "This is a little fairy," to convince myself.

　　 Then he breathed a sigh of relief: "Xiao Xianchang, I'm rude... I should have read it wrong~~"

　　 Xia Ji asked: "What did you read wrong?"

　　 Maybe it was just after the end of his training, his voice unconsciously revealed a strange coldness, which was a bit of a strong oppression for ordinary people.

　　 The little girl suddenly became nervous again. Xia Ji's simple sentence put her extremely pressured and made her feel that she was going to die.

　　 Like a frightened deer, she turned around and ran away like a fright.

　　 Xia Ji is very inexplicable.

　　 After a while, the team leader took some dry food, and then ran over to apologize, saying that Miss Wen might be in a bad state recently.

　　 But Xia Ji could feel that the owner of the caravan was actually looking at him, observing him, and trying to see him clearly.

　　 He was a little strange in his heart, but he didn't say much, just silently ate the dry food.

　　 After returning to the carriage, he took out a bronze mirror.

　　 At one thought, Ohichi Mamoto and the powerful gangqi were driven.

　　 A bright pillar of flames soaring into the sky emerged from his body, drilled out of many pores, and turned into a three-inch flame covering his body.

　　 And now...he looked at the bronze mirror again.

　　 In the mirror, there is a face bathed in lavender flames, and a pair of deep burning eyes are appearing in the mirror world, staring at him quietly.

　　 Xia Ji felt a strange pressure herself, as if the devil was watching him.

"this..."

"Yes..."

　　 Xia Ji was stunned for a while, and then he muttered and said suddenly, "This must be an improved version of Sanmei Real Fire... well, it must be."

　　...

　　...

　　 The journey is boring.

　　 But for Xia Ji, this is nothing.

　　 He spends most of his time practicing in the car every day, and the only few times he goes out are to eat, or to help the team solve possible monsters.

　　 Those water monsters and flood dragons killed before have contributed a lot of life essence to him.

　　 These life essences are transforming his meridians all the time.

　　 In just one or two days, his Ren Du two veins have completely "evolved".

　　 And now, his odd meridians and eight meridians have also begun to evolve rapidly.

　　 In short... his meridians don't look like human anymore.

　　 However, the meridians are in the body, who can see it?

　　 The Dahi Zhenyuan, which originally burned to the meridians, can now completely withstand the burning of the scorching sun.

　　 "The Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, really worthy of the matching Taoism... It really complements each other."

　　 Xia Ji lifted the curtains, feeling the scorching sun outside the window, and the purest scorching sun in the rays of sunlight turned into true essence...into his body.

　　 This is not the Dahizhenyuan that humans can bear at all, but it has turned into energy that can flow in his body, flowing naturally like blood.

　　 Xia Ji faintly felt that from now on, he would be much stronger under the scorching sun at noon than at night.

　　Because there is no sun at night, he can only use the qi after he runs out of the big day essence stored in his body.

　　 Under the scorching sun, he can use the hot power in the heavens and the earth endlessly, squandering wanton.

　　...

　　 In a flash, seven or eight days have passed.

The 　　 motorcade had also bypassed the hardest-hit area of ​​the Qiantang Water Monster, and turned back from the south towards Fengming Mountain City.

　　 When he arrives at Fengming Mountain City, he will part ways with this team.

　　 Xia Ji realized that the little girl who had loved talking to him before suddenly stopped coming.

　　 And many people look at his eyes, they are a little scared.

　　 Every time the team leader brings dry food.

　　 He asked, it was three days away from the mountain city.

　　 Three days is fine, at least his mood has calmed down a lot.

　　What's wrong with Taoist killing demon?

　　 No matter how many kills, it’s true.

　　 What's the problem then?

　　 As for myself being excited about this kind of thing...should be rare and strange, right?

　　 This is not a question of killing one's mind or not, but rather thinking too much.

　　 This is a kind of anxiety disorder in the previous life.

　　 Xia Ji wants to understand.

　　 As for the team members are afraid of themselves, it is entirely because of his practice.

　　 He keeps thinking this way.

　　 Until this night...

　　He practiced cross-legged.

　　 I felt that the life essence was almost completely absorbed.

　　 And this wave of true essence has helped him completely transform his meridians.

　　 The rich Ohichi Mamoto turned into flames and sprinted out of his body.

　　 Perhaps because of density or degree, the flames this time are very rich, changing from a lavender flame to a pure purple flame.

　　 Purple flames wrapped him.

　　 When he stood by the lake, he saw the one in the reflection of the lake...he didn't look like an expert at all.

　　 And this flame is more not like the real fire of the Taoist Samadhi... but an unknown kind of rare flame in the magic flame~www.wuxiahere.com~ Xia Ji looked at the reflection for a long time, a little silent and speechless.

　　 When he felt the sound of footsteps in the distance, he hurriedly retracted Zihuo and returned to his normal appearance.

　　 "It's impossible, it's the Domination Kungfu and Huang Tingjing, no matter how you look at it, they are all Taoist Kungfu...how can they achieve this effect?

　　 Taoist magical powers are vast and profound, I have never heard of this method before, it is really wonderful.

　　 It seems that I know too little about the world. "

　　 Xia Ji was a little silent.

　　 The next day...

　　 The convoy arrived at a village near Fengming Mountain City.

　　 You know, most of the previous convoys spent time in the wilderness, this is the first time entering the town.

　　 As expected, the whole town was gloomy, immersed in a panic.

　　 "There are so many demons and ghosts in Qiantang..."

　　 "Many people are dead."

　　 "The real people from all the palaces of Daoxiang are dispatched."

　　 "You have to continue to flee south."

　　 "But there are robbers in the south...what should I do? Hey, it's really a world that doesn't give people a way to survive."

　　 However, among these voices, there are some voices full of hope.

　　 "Don't worry, there is a **** who has come to the world, what I saw with my own eyes... the **** man rides a tiger in the cloud, goes up to the poor blue and falls down the yellow spring, wherever he goes, he kills countless demons and ghosts."

　　 "No wonder... I have a relative who worked as a errand said that a lot of the bodies of demons were found on the banks of the Qiantang River... Some of those demons are powerful."

　　 "Coincidentally, a friend of mine also said this."

　　People talked a lot.

　　 The convoy slowly entered the town.

　　 Xia Ji listened for a while and lowered the curtain.

　　 Tonight, I will check in at the inn.