Chapter 15 The Psychic Astrolabe and the Red Star Flower

Of course Ji Changkong understood Ji Tianxing's dreams and aspirations.

But when he heard Ji Tianxing say these passionate words, he could only show a wry smile.

"Tianxing, you didn't pass the entry test of Qingtianzong, how can you qualify to participate in next month's competition?"

"Even if you can participate in the competition, how can you win the top ten in the competition with your current realm of strength and join the Qingtian Sect?"

Ji Tianxing was silent, looking down at the mahogany tabletop, his eyes flashing with unyielding light.

He relied on so confidently, of course, is the mysterious tomb of the sword god in his body, and the way of the sword heart that he cultivated.

But this is his biggest secret, how can he tell his father?

Both father and son were silent, and the atmosphere in the room was a bit dull and depressing.

Ji Changkong patted Ji Tianxing on the shoulder and said solemnly: "Tianxing, since you have made up your mind, you have decided to join the Qingtian Sect, and your father will not stop you."

After that, he took out a purple-black iron box from the sleeve of his robe and placed it in front of Ji Tianxing.

"Tianxing, this is one of our Ji family's heirlooms, the psychic astrolabe. Now I have given him to you for my father."

Ji Tianxing opened the iron box suspiciously, took out a dark golden compass, and looked at it carefully.

"Father, for no reason, why did you give me the psychic astrolabe?"

Ji Changkong explained: "The psychic astrolabe is a top-quality mysterious tool forged by our Ji family. It can sense the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, distinguish the spiritual veins that have both feng shui and feng shui, and point out the mountains that contain ore. , and the hiding place of exotic treasures."

"Since your dantian was damaged and your skills were abolished, I have checked countless classics and materials for my father, and finally found a way that might save you."

"Sixty years ago, a red star flower appeared in the Taiye Mountains. This flower is a rare treasure of heaven and earth. It only blooms once a year, and it only blooms for three days each time."

"A strong man grabbed the red star flower and gave it to his son whose dantian was innately damaged. After his son ate the flower, he not only repaired his dantian, but also reshaped his physical aptitude. Since then, his cultivation has progressed smoothly, and he eventually became a A master of the Profound Opening Realm."

Hearing this, Ji Tianxing's eyes were full of light, and he was very shocked.

"Father, that Chixinghua actually has such a powerful effect?"

"Of course!" Ji Changkong nodded and said with a smile: "Tianxing, do you know who the strong man is?"

"Who?"

"Ji Shenxiao, the ancestor of the Ji family, the grandfather of the current emperor! The young man whose dantian was innately damaged is the father of the current emperor."

Ji Tianxing was more and more shocked, and he also developed a strong interest in Chixinghua.

He heard the legend of the royal family Ji family when he was very young, and knew that the Ji family had a mysterious ancestor named Ji Shenxiao.

It is said that Ji Shenxiao reached the Yuan Dan realm as early as 30 years ago, and has been in seclusion since then, and has basically never appeared.

The Qingyun Kingdom's royal family has Ji Shenxiao, a mysterious and powerful man, who can deter the territorial officials and powerhouses of the twelve states, and make them surrender and dare not give rise to dissent.

Ji Tianxing immediately guessed his father's intention and asked: "Father, then you gave me the psychic astrolabe, and you want me to go to the Taiye Mountains to find the red star flower?"

Ji Changkong smiled and nodded: "That's right! If you can get the Scarlet Star Flower, your problem will be solved, and your strength will be restored quickly."

"According to my father's calculations, in about ten days, the red star flower will bloom. At that time, there will definitely be various forces dispatched, and many strong people will seek and snatch the red star flower."

"You have the psychic astrolabe in hand, and there is a great hope that you will find Chixinghua before them."

Ji Tianxing held the psychic astrolabe in both hands, and said excitedly: "I understand, thank you father!"

Ji Changkong said solemnly: "Tianxing, this is an excellent opportunity for you, but you have to be careful in everything, and everything is based on your own life."

Ji Tianxing nodded to show his understanding, and solemnly put away the psychic astrolabe.

After Ji Changkong explained some other things, he left the room.

After his father left, Ji Tianxing opened the secret passage in the corner and entered the secret room for practice.

After he put the psychic astrolabe in place, he began to practice the way of sword heart and condensed sword energy.

"There are only ten days left! Within these ten days, I must condense twelve sword qi and form a sword embryo!"

...

Under the pitch-black darkness, a little light was lit in an old mansion somewhere in the imperial city.

In a hidden room in the mansion, sitting a middle-aged man with a burly figure and wearing a purple brocade robe.

Standing beside the middle-aged man was a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old youth in green clothes, tall and straight, with a handsome and fair face.

It's just that his face is very gloomy, and there is a resentment in his eyes that does not match his age.

A man in black tights and a face scarf was kneeling on one knee on the ground and reported to him, "Young Master Hao, this subordinate should be damned, he failed to kill Ji Tianxing, and four brothers died..."

Ji Hao's face was contorted with anger, his fists creaked, he stepped forward and kicked the masked man to the ground, shouting in a low voice: "Trash! Four eighth-level body-refining warriors, even Ji Tianxing's third-level body-refining level. Even trash can't be killed, what's the use of this young master to support you?!"

The masked man lay on the ground full of horror, and quickly begged for mercy and explained: "Master Hao, calm down, this matter has changed!"

"The subordinate went to the top of the mountain to check it later. The four dead brothers were all pierced through their heads by sharp weapons, as if they were caused by sword light, and they were all killed with one sword."

Ji Hao frowned and muttered with doubts in his eyes, "Impossible! Just relying on Ji Tianxing, how could it be possible to kill them?"

At this time, the middle-aged man in the purple robe spoke, and said to the masked man with a majestic voice, "You step back first."

The masked man suddenly felt as if he had been granted amnesty, and after bowing to the middle-aged man, he quickly left the room.

The corner of the middle-aged Zipao's mouth evoked a sneer, and said in a playful tone: "Hao'er, Ji Tianxing was obviously saved by a master."

"However, when you went to the southern suburbs, you obviously didn't bring an escort. Who secretly rescued Ji Tianxing? Did Ji Changkong secretly arrange for a master to protect him?"

Ji Hao clenched his fist angrily and said murderously, "Father, it doesn't matter if you fail once, next time I will find a real expert to deal with him!"

The middle-aged Zipao shook his head and said solemnly: "Hao'er, don't underestimate Ji Tianxing, he is very smart and vigilant. Today your plan failed, he must have doubted you, you try to find a chance to kill again. He's almost impossible."

"Furthermore, Ji Tianxing has now become a waste and has no threat to us. His biggest reliance is Ji Changkong, and the most we should do is to find ways to eradicate Ji Changkong!"

"As long as Ji Changkong is killed, and when we take control of the Ji family, Ji Tianxing is just the fish on the chopping block, isn't it still up to us to slaughter?"

Ji Hao's eyes suddenly lit up, he nodded and said, "Father's words are very true!"

"However, Ji Changkong is cunning and cunning, how easy is it to deal with him?"

The middle-aged Zipao showed the expression of Zhizhu in his hand, and sneered: "No matter how cunning the fox is, there are omissions, and the father has his own way to solve him."