Chapter 147 The Strong Man with a Story

Xiang Wuji was in the lobby, lying on a rattan chair, drinking wine leisurely.

Probably because he drank a little too much, his old face was flushed, his eyes were tightly closed, and he was about to fall asleep in a daze.

"Anyway, that kid will take at least half a day to break through the formation, the old man sleeps for a while..."

Xiang Wuji smacked his lips, then put the wine gourd into the black wrench and closed his eyes to rest.

After a while, he snored and fell asleep.

At this moment, two hands stretched out from the ancient well in the corner of the yard and crawled out from the edge of the well.

This is Ji Tianxing, his hair and cyan robe are wet, dripping water constantly under his feet.

It was just noon now, the sun was like fire in the sky, and the air was full of dry heat.

Ji Tianxing wrung out the water on the hem and sleeves of the robe and walked straight to the lobby.

Before entering the door, he heard a snoring sound coming from the room.

"Hehe, the old man actually fell asleep? It's not a pretense, it's deliberately trying to play some tricks, right?"

Ji Tianxing grinned silently, and crept into the room.

He quietly walked to Xiang Wuji's side, just about to see if Xiang Wuji was really asleep, or was pretending to be asleep.

Just when he was five steps away from Xiang Wuji, Xiang Wuji suddenly opened his eyes, subconsciously waved his hand and shot a sword beam, which struck Ji Tianxing.

The sword glow was over a meter long, extremely sharp and violent, and even a city wall could be smashed with a single sword.

Ji Tianxing's expression changed wildly, and he was so scared that his whole body broke out in cold sweat. He immediately performed a shadowless step and instantly retreated three meters away.

But even so, the speed of the sword glow was too fast, and it had already hit his ear.

Fortunately, Xiang Wuji had already woken up, and after realizing that it was not good, he stopped in time.

The sharp and sharp sword light hung in Ji Tianxing's ear, only two inches away from his neck.

If Xiang Wuji stopped a moment later, he would definitely be dead on the spot.

"Hey..." Ji Tianxing was still in shock, he couldn't help taking a breath, and said a little sullenly: "Old man, what are you doing?"

"You don't have to be so cruel if you want to punish me, right? I almost got beheaded by you!"

Xiang Wuji moved his fingers and quickly retracted Jianmang into his body. Only then did he really wake up and turned his head to look at Ji Tianxing.

"Huh? Why did your kid come out?"

"What time is it now? How long has the old man slept?"

Ji Tianxing said with an expressionless face, "It's two o'clock in the afternoon."

Xiang Wuji suddenly stood up in surprise, frowned and looked at the sky outside.

"The old man just fell asleep for a while, and you came out of the wood spirit formation?"

"It's impossible! It's only been an hour since your kid entered the big formation. How could your kid break the formation in an hour?"

Xiang Wuji couldn't believe that someone could crack the wood spirit formation within an hour.

For more than 100 years, apart from the 'Autumn Rain Disciple' back then, absolutely no other person could do it.

Now, Ji Tianxing has done it, how could he not be shocked and inexplicable?

"Could it be that this stinky boy's talent for formation is as outstanding as Qiu Yu's disciple? He completely inherited Qiu Yu's disciple's talent?"

Thinking of this, Xiang Wuji's blood boiled, and he was secretly excited.

He looked at Ji Tianxing with excitement and anticipation in his eyes, just like seeing the perfect jade.

He believed that after his polishing, this perfect piece of rough jade would surely become a rare treasure!

After a while, Xiang Wuji calmed down, stared at Ji Tianxing with a burning gaze, and asked in a solemn tone, "Boy, tell me, how did you break through the formation?"

Ji Tianxing did not hide it, and answered truthfully: "Although your wood spirit formation is an auxiliary formation, it has the effect of an illusion formation. The jungle inside is a labyrinth. If you don't crack it, you can't get out."

"I tried my best to find a fixed stream, and I guessed that the stream is most likely the formation base of the big formation. I found the source of the stream and climbed out of the well."

Xiang Wuji nodded again and again, and the old face also showed a rare gratified smile.

"Well, not bad, your kid's idea of ​​breaking the formation is very correct."

"Cough cough... The old man said before that he would reward you, and now the old man will fulfill his promise."

Hearing the reward, Ji Tianxing's resentment dissipated, and he asked expectantly, "What reward do you want to give me?"

Xiang Wuji looked at him with a solemn expression, and said solemnly, "The old man has decided to teach you the unique skills of formation and train you into a master of formation!"

After all, he looked at Ji Tianxing proudly.

When he wanted to come, any disciple would be mad with excitement and tremble with excitement after hearing this sentence.

However, what he expected did not happen.

Ji Tianxing was stunned for a moment, then bowed and said, "Thank you for the guidance, senior, the junior is grateful!"

In fact, he was muttering in his heart: "Hey, I thought the old man would reward me with some panacea to help me improve my strength."

The smile on Xiang Wuji's face also subsided, and he frowned and asked, "Stinky boy, what's your expression like? Aren't you excited?"

"The old man wants to teach you the unique skills of formation! That is a blessing that others can't envy! Are you really not excited at all?"

Seeing this scene, Ji Tianxing could only squeeze out a smile, "Senior is very kind, and this junior is so grateful and unforgettable!"

"Humph! Hypocrisy!" Of course Xiang Wuji saw that he was lying, and cursed angrily.

"Anyway, whether your kid is happy or not, the old man will teach you. In the future, you will stay in Tai'an Palace, and you don't need to go back to Fengyunyuan!"

Ji Tianxing then remembered that Xiang Wuji's status was quite high, and if he really wanted someone from Fengyun Institute, Han Qiaosheng wouldn't dare not give it.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly complimented Xiang Wuji and flattered him a few times without a trace, which made Xiang Wuji depressed.

Xiang Wuji remembered what happened before, and said solemnly: "Boy, don't walk secretly in the Tai'an Palace in the future!"

"Otherwise, one day the old man will not stop, how wrong do you think you have to die?"

Ji Tianxing nodded again and again, and said with approval: "There is a saying in the secular kingdom that companions are like companions, and I feel the same now."

Xiang Wuji glared at him and scolded angrily: "You know the shit! The old man is always alert, even if he falls asleep, he is always on guard."

"This old man has traveled across the continent for two hundred years, traveled through dozens of domains, and encountered countless dangerous crises."

"If I hadn't been careful, do you think the old man could live unharmed until now?"

Ji Tianxing suddenly realized, and said sincerely: "Senior, it seems that you are a strong man with a story."

"When will you tell me about your past in the world?"

Xiang Wuji nodded proudly and said, "Of course!"

"As for storytelling, I'll talk about it later when I have time."

"Now, you first come to the study with the old man, the old man will teach you the unique skills of formation."