This inn is called Bei Tai Sui Restaurant.
A somewhat odd name.
In the inn at this moment, there are groups of merchants, drinking fine wine and eating delicacies from mountains and seas.
There are even a few young girls with wounds on their bodies, dancing with bare skin.
Playing the zither completely cut off the prosperity of the winery from the starving people outside.
They laughed, discussing how much money they could earn from this trade in people, how much dead people's meat they used instead of food, and sent those lowly refugees away, and they also guessed the identity of the owner behind the winery who accepted so many people.
They talked loudly, scolded Fang Qiu, and dreamed of earning enough money for a lifetime in this catastrophe, so that the rest of their lives would be rich and brilliant.
The laughter is debauched, covering up the evil here.
How many bones are piled up under those laughing faces?
The cries of the scattered wives outside could not penetrate the not so thick wall.
They will not feel that the crying is miserable, but will feel upset.
Tears falling into the sea cannot melt a heart of stone.
Crying like thunder, can't restrain the greedy soul!
The meat forest in the wine pool is in stark contrast to the starvation in the outside world.
…
Ji Lingshu was riding on a horse, and beside him was Zuo Dodge, who was also riding a little red horse, giving Niu Fu the order to turn back.
"Uncle, do you think the meat they gave was from dead people?"
Zuo Dodge was silent, shaking his head slightly.
He didn't know that Ren Yazi bought so many people and transported a group of hungry, sick, old, weak, sick and disabled. It is inevitable that some people will be killed or injured, and there may be some who are dying but not dead. Presumably, these people will be fresher...
In fact, Zuo Dodge has never understood how severe the disaster in his previous life was, and how many people were killed or injured. He sympathized with people's misery, but he didn't understand the horror they said.
He didn't fully understand it until he entered the Northland.
How miserable this world is!
His Dao Ji is here, extremely active and sensitive, he can clearly feel the despair of every person who has passed away, and he can also clearly perceive the deepest attachment, pain and sorrow of life before death.
He just senses it.
Ji Lingshu at the side stretched out his hand, and his breath came out one after another, turning into a sword shape in the air.
The inner breath turns into a sword, with the intention of killing with grief.
In the past, before Zigudao left Beijing, he left behind the Seven Kills Sword Art. Ji Lingshu had been secretly practicing this sword art without even telling Zuo Daoqi, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't.
These Seven Killing Sword Art, there is no formula, no flow of mind, but completely... meaning!
Zuo Dodge wanted to cry inexplicably, his heart was sad, and even Dao Ji trembled slightly. He felt the changes around him, and suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if thinking of something.
Martial ancestor Qin Dang first realized his mind in the past, and then reversed his true strength and divine aperture. Ji Lingshu is trying to imitate the martial ancestor?
Zhuo, is this perverted?
It's just that this shocking thing didn't last long.
Just like the first punch of Martial Patriarch Qin Dang didn't last long, Ji Lingshu's killing intent didn't last too long either.
In just a moment, her intentions disappeared.
But at the next moment, Zuo Dodge watched her inner breath, from four feet...five feet...to ten feet!
Then it turned suddenly and turned into real power like a substance, like a liquid, the unique inner breath of the "Da Sun Treasure" was circulating, with a hint of purple air, squeezing and twisting each other in the air, in the air There are circles of purple halos.
Zuo Dodge's heart skipped a beat.
This is... really powerful?
Shaking his head, he finally looked at Ji Lingshu's **** reluctantly.
His hand will say goodbye forever.
After all, Ji Lingshu had already comprehended her mind in advance. As long as she kept piling up energy and blood and accumulating real strength, sooner or later she would find her divine orifice.
Ji Lingshu was in a state of epiphany at the moment, and Zuo Daoqi didn't bother her. The two brothers Dongfang Dan and Gao Shuo Gaofeng looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes. It's not that they haven't seen geniuses before, but Xiang They have never seen Ji Lingshu like this, who comprehended the artistic conception because of the sadness of the starvation in the Northland, and then moved half a step.
This is so illogical.
The three stepped forward tacitly, and firmly protected Ji Lingshu in the middle.
The same is true for Zuo Daoqi, epiphany is the most vulnerable time for a warrior, and it is also the time when his qi and blood are most likely to reverse and backlash. At this time, there is no room for sloppy.
In the distance, the ground trembled faintly, Gao Feng's expression changed, and he whispered, "Brother, look at the princess, I'll stop them."
It is the people from Huwei who have arrived.
It was clearly not the time.
As a master of telekinesis, Gao Feng's speed is naturally extremely fast. His body burst out and turned into a twisted black line in the air.
Zuo Dodge watched this scene silently, he knew that he was still a bit far from such a master.
On the other side, Gao Feng had already rushed in front of Tiger Guard and spoke.
"Forbidden! Princess Xiyuan is having an epiphany, please General Mo and Mr. Wen to restrain the tiger guards, and don't make any noise!"
Epiphany?
Mo Tu and Mr. Wen looked at each other, then clasped their fists together, "I will never know."
Gao Feng was about to leave, but he suddenly remembered something, and said to Mo Tu, "General Mo, I heard that you have a deep knowledge of martial arts, please go and protect the princess together, maybe the princess will have some doubts."
Mo Tu nodded.
…
Zuo Daoqi watched Ji Lingshu helplessly. In less than an hour, he went from a state that was far from a state of perfect inner breath to directly breaking through to a state of true strength. He really didn't know what to say.
Is this the difference between the Son of Destiny and us mortals?
Actually ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Ji Lingshu's epiphany at this moment has met many conditions.
Ever since she received the Seven Killing Sword from Zigudao, she has not had a deep understanding of the seven meanings, and she just started with her extraordinary talent.
Zi Gudao's Seven Killing Sword Intents represent the seven emotions respectively, beating the seven emotions with the sword, or merging into the seven emotions.
Ji Lingshu was born in the Leng Palace since she was a child, and she already had a sense of grief. Now, in this northern land where starvation is everywhere, comprehending the meaning of grief and killing is not too incomprehensible given her talent.
for a long time.
Ji Lingshu finally opened his eyes, and Niu Fu, who came after him, took out a bottle of elixir and said flatteringly, "Your Highness, don't move."
"Although this epiphany is good, but you have directly broken through the big realm, which consumes a lot of energy and blood. This is the mind-moving pill that Mr. Zongzheng of the clan's mansion gave to the old minister in his spare time. It can help you consolidate your artistic conception and replenish consumption. blood."
Ji Lingshu's eyes were indifferent, and all the sadness in them had been withdrawn. She glanced at Zuo Daoqi and signaled that Zuo Daoqi would keep it.
Niu Fu was slightly taken aback, but thinking that Zuo Daoqi had a lot to do with Ji Lingshu in Lenggong, it made sense, so he handed the elixir to Zuo Daoqi.
Zuo Daoqi took the elixir and carefully put it into Ji Lingshu's mouth.
Indeed, as Niu Fu said, Ji Lingshu's epiphany is different from Zuo Daoqi's. Zuo Daoqi's epiphany is mainly about the idea of cultivation, while Ji Lingshu's epiphany is directly breaking through the big realm, which actually overdraws the blood in the body.
This mind-moving pill is indeed worthy of being a fifth-grade pill. After just a few breaths, Ji Lingshu's somewhat pale face turned rosy again.
Although it was not completely refined, Ji Lingshu had already stood up, looking past Niu Fu and looking at Mo Tu.
"General Mo, do it."
"yes!"
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