I Can Edit Skills

The sky was bright outside.

It is already winter, the sun has not yet come out, and the cold is pressing.

Blood Eagle Village.

This place has been abandoned after Zhou Ji killed the blood eagle leader half a year ago.

The three floating shuttles stopped outside the gate of the village, and a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building jumped out of it with a few cultivators in the Qi refining realm, and walked inside with alertness.

"Did Asan lose contact here in the end? Did you see any other anomalies?"

"No, boss, we just separated last night, and it didn't take long before I heard Asan's screams." A qi-refining younger brother said with a terrified expression.

"You didn't go to him?" The foundation cultivator's eyes turned cold.

"I looked for him. I saw him. He was dragged into the house by a group of people who were in a state of ashes." The qi cultivator said, as if recalling some horrible experience, holding his head in his hands. Squatted on the ground. "I begged them to let me go, they said they wanted me to bring them alive..."

When the Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator heard this, his face changed greatly.

At this moment, the gates of the abandoned houses all around were slowly opened. A creature whose head was wrapped in gray aura flapped its wings, which seemed to be condensed by the same gray aura, and flew with difficulty, landing on the eaves. It can be vaguely seen that there are still some messy feathers on the dry body that only exists "flesh", which seems to reveal a black-red luster...

A small fishing village on the coast.

Several figures circled around the square blankly.

Taking a closer look, you can see that each of these people tilted their heads, and their bodies were covered in gray aura. Quickly solidifying, the black blood slowly flowed out of the wounds on their bodies like diluted asphalt, spreading to the ankles, leaving footprints one by one as they moved forward.

In the distance, two figures silently watched all this without making a sound.

"Liu, how much is your memory, recovery?"

One of them still had a penetrating wound on his abdomen, and the gray breath lingered on the wound. He turned his head stiffly and looked at the figure beside him, his voice was intermittent and hoarse.

"No recovery, but I know what I'm doing."

He was answered by another deep voice.

"Then, we are, doing, what?"

"The voice in my head told me that we were opening a door."

"Open, one, the door?" The figure called Wang said word by word, and he slowly raised his arm with only a little guidance in his mind. "I thought, go, over there."

The figure called Liu looked in the direction of that finger, a pair of gray eyes flashed red on his skinny, charred face that could no longer be recognized.

"Not now. When the door is opened, we will go there together."

The sun has already revealed a line in the sky, and several figures in the square have fallen to the ground at some point. Under the light, they roared in pain, and the gray mist rolled over their bodies.

The footprints that were stepped on before gave off a dull luster, and they actually became a formation, and in the formation, the gray mist on these figures was "sucked" by the ground.

After a while, a thin gray line slowly appeared in the center of the formation, and gray mist spread out from it...

In a small shop in Tianjia No. 1 City.

In the room on the second floor.

On the double bed, the little girl recklessly put out the word "big", and the quilt was pushed aside. But fortunately, with the heating of the velvet carpet, the whole house is as warm as spring, so I am not afraid of any problems caused by freezing.

Suddenly, the sleeping little girl froze, opened her gray eyes blankly, and looked in one direction.

There were footsteps on the stairs, and Zhou Ji went upstairs in spirit. Record-level exercises are good anywhere. It may be because the foundation of his previous cultivation was not stable enough, so his realm even regressed for a period of time when he first started to cultivate. All the way from the peak of the fifth level to the third level of the first entry. Fortunately, today, he finally broke through to the sixth realm again.

Pushing the door open, Zhou Ji was startled when he looked at the girl who had already sat up on the bed.

He looked at the time again.

Strange, isn't it seven o'clock today?

"Xiao Rui woke up? Why did you wake up so early today?"

Zhou Ji wanted to go up and pick up his daughter.

Just before he could get close, he realized that Xiao Rui was lying down on the bed slowly again, and after just a few seconds, her breathing became steady. It's obviously gone to sleep.

What's happening here? Zhou Ji was a little surprised. He reached out and touched his daughter's forehead. After combing Xiaorui's meridians, he found nothing unusual.

Did you fall asleep?

Zhou Ji scratched his head helplessly. It's common for children to fall asleep, but it's not a big deal.

At 7 in the morning, my daughter woke up on time.

Xiao Rui does seem to have no problem, but Zhou Ji always thinks that the little girl looks a little sluggish.

"Xiao Rui, do you feel uncomfortable today?"

In the morning, it was still an unstoppable education time. Zhou Ji held his daughter and asked patiently.

Xiaorui tilted her head, thinking carefully, and then hesitantly said, "Daddy, I may have had a nightmare again last night and didn't sleep well."

Have a nightmare again?

Zhou Ji suddenly became suspicious.

"What kind of nightmare did you have? Tell daddy."

Xiaorui frowned and pondered, and after a long time she slowly said, "I dreamed that some monsters in the west seemed to be watching me and calling me over."

West?

Zhou Ji was going to listen to this as a story, but suddenly, he heard a loud noise on the street.

He looked out the window, only to see a lot of curious people standing on both sides of the street at this time, and a team of guards had already cordoned off the street. The automatic obstacle avoidance and emergency stop formation of the civilian flying shuttle has made this kind of street guardrail disappear for a long time. This time, there was a guard who specially pulled the cordon, and the roar of the floating shuttle was heard in the distance. , Zhou Ji also guessed, this should be the army out of the city.

The military air shuttle has excellent protection, and it can be regarded as a weapon used to hit the enemy.

Sure enough, after a few breaths, he saw floating shuttles roaring out from the inner city. The air shuttle is painted with a blue coating as a whole, and a military word is printed on the side to distinguish it from the civilian version.

Zhou Ji looked at the flying shuttle, thought about it, and put her daughter on the second floor to let her read by herself first. And he went downstairs.

"Master Zhou?!"

Zhou Ji couldn't hide the sound of going downstairs, so Bai Ge naturally noticed it early. When Zhou Ji came down, she found that she was holding a low-level marking technique that she had placed on the spell bookshelf. ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This spell has been very popular recently, most of which are parents with children, and Some of them were young men and women who came alone. The original intention of parents to buy this spell is to prevent their children from getting lost. Zhou Ji is understandable this week, but Zhou Ji does not know what those young people come to learn this spell one by one.

"Bai Ge, do you know why there is an army out of the city today?" Zhou Ji asked bluntly. After two months, the two have gotten to know each other a lot. After getting acquainted, Zhou Ji found out that this white dove has a good personality, but occasionally his brain is not good.

"I heard news from the inner city that it seems that a fishing village in the west has been massacred. It seems that some evil cultivator has occupied there." Bai Ge thought back carefully. "There was a grey fog covering the whole village, and it's not clear what happened inside."

During this time, Zhou Ji also added some knowledge about the world of self-cultivation. There are normal cultivators, and naturally there are also evil cultivators. Most of these evil cultivators have cultivated some kind of exercises that can quickly improve their own strength through things such as human flesh and blood. And they gradually lost their humanity and went astray under the temptation of this rapid increase in strength.

But what made Zhou Ji pay more attention was the so-called gray fog.

Zhou Ji immediately thought of his daughter's eyes.

Could it be that Xiaorui's eyes are some evil cultivator's means? Could it be that the dream Xiaorui had last night was real?

Upstairs, Xiao Bai's wild bark came.

Zhou Ji's heart tightened, and he hurried upstairs.

It was only when he went up the stairs that he found that Xiao Rui had fallen asleep holding the reader he had given her. Xiao Bai was calling out uneasy, but his daughter did not respond at all...