destiny [ancient]

Ji Hui's expression was cold, this matter has nothing to do with him, and he has no interest in immortality.

Wei Jia stepped forward to say a few words of reassurance. After all, Boyin is also a person who has experienced wind and rain. With just a few breaths, he regained his senses from the despair of dying, and his eyes gradually cleared up.

He saw Ji Hui first, was taken aback for a moment, and said, "You saved me?"

When he was seriously injured, someone pulled him out of the mud. Although it was a glimpse, it was enough for him to remember his appearance.

Ji Hui nodded slightly before saying, "It was Wei Jia who asked the Wu Clan to save you."

"Witch Clan?" Boyin looked around instinctively, and when he saw the skeleton-like witch, his fingertips instinctively condensed his essence.

"Boyin, don't be impulsive." Seeing that he was fine, Wei Jia whispered a few words in his ear.

Seeing that they were busy, Ji Hui took a step back and disappeared into the mud and reeds together with the crow on her shoulder.

Seeing this, Huazhen also brought up the witch man and left space for Weijia. Although she is also a disciple of Houyi, she belongs to the north after all. Before she formally married Dongyi, she should not interfere too much with Dongyi housekeeping.

Seeing that both Wuren and Ji Hui had left, Weijia asked, "Is there any discomfort? The Wu Clan shot too hard before, which hurt your heart."

"It's so dangerous. If I hadn't been dragged out of the mud before, I don't think I would have seen you." Boyin also felt that he had survived the catastrophe. .”

"The one who saved you is Nanhuang's new tiger, Ji Hui." Weijia explained to him, "Han Zhuo can't tolerate you, and Dongyi is full of his eyeliner, so I asked the tiger to take you to Nanhuang. Huang, he also agreed to this matter, of course, whether it will be successful or not depends on your will."

Boyin nodded: "Now Dongyi is no longer my place. Just now I inadvertently mentioned the matter of the elixir. Don't take it to heart. If you pursue too much, I'm afraid Han Yun will be jealous."

"Isn't the elixir of immortality already taken by the master decades ago?" Weijia asked strangely, "How many elixir of immortality are there in the world?"

"I don't know about this, but I especially remember that when King Yi was going to take the medicine, he was almost rootless and could take it with the water after it was melted. Then King Yi sealed the medicine of immortality in a jade box and waited for the medicine to be taken together. , but after getting the nectar, it was discovered that the elixir had been stolen.” At that time, Bo Yin also saw the countless bloodbaths that occurred for the elixir, and because of this, Taikang lost his country, and the tiger and Xia Guo turned against each other.

"Did the one who stole the elixir not take it directly?" Weijia was still surprised, rootless water is not something profound, but if it is received in the open air, and the rainwater does not fall, it is considered rootless water. Thirty years have passed, and even in the largest desert in the northwest, it should be raining.

"There is Houyi's true essence seal on the jade box. Unless Houyi's cultivation level is stronger than Houyi's forcibly erasing it, or Houyi tells him how to remove it, if he opens it forcibly, the box will be destroyed and the medicine will be lost. Therefore, if you steal the medicine If people haven't opened it, the elixir of immortality is very likely still there." Boyin pressed his heart, the wound there was still aching, "I just didn't expect that Houyi would really believe that I stole it for others. Elixir."

"He was only temporarily confused by Han Yun." Wei Jia whispered.

"Heh," Boyin chuckled, raised his head and asked him, "Do you believe this sentence?"

Weijia was speechless.

"He is no longer the Hou Yi he was back then." Boyin shook his head, his brows were extremely tired, "Back then, I, Wu Luo, Xiong Biao, and Yao Yu could be considered to have lived and died together with him, and he also said that we were five People should be brothers for a lifetime, but now, except for me, they have all been executed by Han Yun on various charges."

"Master is old." Weijia could only whisper, "The power of the sun-shooting bow is naturally incomparable, but every arrow shot is based on the lifespan of one's own true essence, and the lifespan of a person in Tianque can be counted. A hundred years, but Master used too many sun-shooting bows when he was young, and now his lifespan is only a few decades, so he will not miss any information about the elixir."

"Then all these years, knowing that Dongyi is not good at growing grain, he still forced all the tribes to offer countless fine wines. He wanted women, and how many women did Han Yun take away for him? Can you count them? What's the difference?" Bo Yin was disheartened, "After this incident, I will change my name to Yi and go to Nanhuang to wait for my death."

Wei Jia is silent, Han Yun has formed a party in the court for many years, and he is very popular with Hou Yi. If the master wants to hunt, he will offer hundreds of BMWs. If he wants wine, he will have countless wines from all over the world. I found countless women who were somewhat similar to Heng'e. He was very good at talking and made the master very satisfied. He even said, "It is my life's blessing to have such a good son as Han Yun." The minister said that this is the road to subjugation. , On the contrary, Hou Yi was angered. Since then, the relationship has gradually faded, and finally Han Yun eliminated them one by one.

After a while, Wei Jia said: "Then you should be careful all the way here, if you have any problems, you can let me know, I will do my best to help."

"Weijia," Boyin looked at him for a while, and said solemnly, "Thank you."

"You are also my half master, why bother to say thank you." Wei Jia also smiled.

Stopping at a shore, Ji Hui was not in a hurry to return to the Dongyi tribe, but habitually checked the trends of Dongyi's mountains, rivers and terrain.

"Finally it's the two of us again." The peacock hugged Ah Hui's beautiful neck with its two little wings, rubbing its chest against it.

Ji Hui had pinched him countless times, but he refused to change his teaching. Fortunately, he didn't dare to act presumptuously in front of others, so since there was no one around at the moment, he let him go.

"Strange." Ji Hui said softly.

"What's so strange?" Looking at the white water, Peacock really couldn't see anything strange.

"Earth produces eight gates, opening and closing, life and death, and leaving the scene. Du Shang is frightened. Nine veins and eight gates, continuous, are the land of life, but here in Dongyi..." Ji Hui was silent for a while, and then said, "The art of connecting mountains is ringing. Intertwined, if it is too time-consuming to explain in detail, in short, this place should not be a place for people to live in, and it is extremely easy to die."

"But Dongyi is suffering, but there is no such thing as too much death, right?" Peacock took up the conversation.

"That's because Dongyi has a treasure that can prevent them from being hurt by the plague and miasma." Peacock showed off his knowledge. As a monster that has lived for thousands of years, it is not surprising that he knows a little more, "And Dongyi Although the Yi tribe lives by the water, they actually worship fire. They believe that fire can drive away plagues and keep the body healthy. That way, when a person dies, the body is thrown into the water to feed the fish."

Just as he was speaking, a corpse floated down from the upper reaches.

Peacock's voice faltered, and he said annoyedly, "This must have come from Xia Kingdom!"

Ji Hui glanced at him. He had heard of the Wind of Xia Guoshui Zang, so he was about to leave, not wanting to watch it again.

But when he glanced at the corpse out of the corner of his eye, his expression suddenly froze.

I saw that the corpse hadn't rotted yet, it still looked like a young man, the evil aura on his body hadn't dissipated, most of his body had been eaten, it was horrible, and what he was holding in his hand was a black crow feather.

Peacock was stunned on the spot: "It's not me, it's not me! I've been with you all the time! Ah Hui, don't think about it."

"Did the monster race come here?" Ji Hui asked.

"No," the peacock replied decisively, "The crows like to eat carrion, and the ones that are dying will only eat them when they are dead."

"...Is that so?" Ji Hui said.