On that day, Ji Ruochen was the first to jump from the jade platform and fell into the endless void. As soon as he came out of the jade platform, he saw a different world.

As if being wrapped up by an invisible force, he couldn't help but fall downwards. The falling speed had already exceeded his perception. It seemed to be thousands of feet in an instant, but also seemed to be stagnant. The surrounding scenery was constantly changing, with vicissitudes of life and dynasties changing.

, life and death, sorrow and joy, even the birth and death of stars, chaos and nothingness can also be seen occasionally.

Every moment, countless images came to him and passed through him. At that moment, countless laughter and tears poured into his consciousness. The birth and death of many people and things were imprinted on Ji Ruochen at this moment.

In his consciousness, he could hardly tell which was real and which was illusion, as if he had just jumped out of the jade platform and had been reincarnated thousands of times.

If it were someone with a weaker will, I am afraid that he would have been lost in this endless experience that is indistinguishable from reality to reality. However, Ji Ruochen has a strong will. He has devoured countless ghosts and ghosts in the wilderness and has been exposed to countless soul consciousnesses.

When he was wandering in his mind, he captured all the changes within a radius of dozens of miles. He was not shocked at all by the massive memory experiences before his eyes.

But these memory experiences were so real that when they passed by one by one, it seemed as if he had lived such a lifetime. In just a blink of an eye, he had already been reincarnated for thousands of years.

Ji Ruochen was falling, but it didn't seem like he was falling. Sometimes the mountains, rivers, clouds and peaks fell together with him. In his eyes, these mountains with all kinds of scenery were motionless. Sometimes there were thousands of scenes falling like waterfalls, faster than he was falling.

Much faster, because in his feeling, he was rising slowly.

Then Ji Ruochen's heart moved, and he suddenly thought: "Does it mean that whether I rise or fall, I don't care about myself, but everything in the world does not exist?"

In this way, he realized something in his heart. Since these memory experiences are so real, wouldn't it be good to think that he had been reincarnated once? So he opened his mind and faced the endless and complicated world calmly, no longer like the beginning.

Strictly guard against stubbornness, but still stick to a little clarity in your heart.

In the blink of an eye, another world rushed towards him. Ji Ruochen's mind was running like electricity. In an indescribable brief moment, he could see clearly that what was flying towards him was a magnificent and magnificent mansion. In a side hall, charcoal was burning and incense was burning, and the warmth was warm.

There are three seats in the hall. Two girls, one boy and three boys are sitting behind the seats, chanting books. A middle-aged scribe in the hall, holding the scriptures of sages, is pacing back and forth, checking the homework of the three boys.

.These three boys all have beautiful features and gorgeous clothes. It is obvious that their family background is not only rich, but also noble.

The library quickly expanded in front of Ji Ruochen's eyes. Just when he was thinking about which of the three boys he was going to experience this time, he saw the thin face of the middle-aged scholar rushing towards him!

Ji Ruochen smiled slightly self-deprecatingly. But let alone a teacher, he has experienced hundreds of lives as a trafficker, a lackey, and a beggar, so why does he care about one more life?

In the blink of an eye, the scholar's face was in front of him. According to his past experience, this scholar should be like a breeze blowing past his face, pouring his past and future experiences into Ji Ruochen's consciousness. But at the moment when the two were about to meet,

The scholar suddenly had a look of horror on his face, and Ji Ruochen also felt a sense of something wrong in his heart!

There was just a bang, and the two of them had collided with each other! The scholar screamed, and Ji Ruochen was spinning for a while, with severe pain coming from the top of his head, and he didn't know where he was for a moment.

Ji Ruochen has fought in Cangye for ten years and devoured countless demon spirits. How rich is his experience in combat? Although his physical body has long since dissipated after traveling through the endless world, his soul and consciousness alone can be of infinite use. At the moment, he is not panicking and has already released his thoughts.

Thousands of spiritual consciousnesses took control of every part of the body and explored the surrounding area.

Ji Ruochen's eyes suddenly opened, stars shone in his pupils, and his right hand, which was still a faint shadow, reached out and lifted the grunting middle-aged scribe in front of him.

At this time, if you look carefully, you can see that this middle-aged scribe has an upright face, with slender eyes, sharp eyebrows, a jade-like complexion, and broad bones. He has a strange and unearthly appearance. He is really one of the best among two or three people.

Xiang. But when he was held in Ji Ruochen's hand, his face was full of panic, his hands were dancing, and he was babbling but couldn't make a sound. How could he still have the dignity of a scholar?

Ji Ruochen could feel the creaking of the middle-aged scribe's neck bones with his fingertips, so he loosened his grip on his fingers. The scribe fell to the ground, covering his throat, and kept coughing. As he coughed, he moved his hands and feet together without moving.

He crept toward the door with a voice.

Ji Ruochen ignored him and looked around first. The moment the two collided, the scene changed again. From the layout point of view, this place is a side room, but it is also a suite, with a bedroom inside and a medium-sized hall outside.

There is an Eight Immortals table in the hall, and there are two pavilion shelves with some porcelain books placed on them, which looks quite elegant. There is also a bed between the inside and outside, which is the bed for the servant girl to sleep on.

Looking at the furnishings in the bedroom, there are the four treasures of the study on the desk, and the bed is also made of fine silk quilts. This is a display that only a gentleman can afford. An ordinary teacher can only get a gauze quilt at most. The master

No matter how high the family looks, it can't compare to the butler. You must know that no matter how wealthy a family is, the butler is still a servant.

After looking at this room, Ji Ruochen had a sense of proportion in his mind. It seemed that this middle-aged scribe with no character must have something extraordinary, otherwise he would not be treated well. Apart from anything else, just look at the maid

If you have a bed, you know it is a bed you can sleep on.

Ji Ruochen waved again, and the scribe flew into his palm again. The scribe seemed to have general knowledge, knew how to advance and retreat, and knew that he could not resist. He smiled bitterly, drooped his hands and feet, and simply gave up resistance without shouting, letting Ji Ruochen handle it.

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Ji Ruochen was a little surprised that this scribe was such a bachelor, so he smiled and asked, "May I ask your name, sir?"

His smile scared the scribe so much that he turned blue on the spot. It was obvious that the scribe was very young but very timid. But maybe it was because he had read too many books about sages, so he was quite good at calming himself down.

After that, he took a breath, rested his mind in his chest, and then replied sonorously: "My surname is Ji, and my name is Tianxia. The word "Zhizhi" means "knowing everything about the world."

Ji Ruochen made a sound, raised his eyebrows and said, "That's quite a tone. How can you know everything about this world?"

Ji Tianxia replied proudly: "I have broken through thousands of books and traveled thousands of miles. How can the world not know about this?"

Ji Ruochen smiled and said: "What you read in the book is ultimately shallow. Even if there are ten thousand volumes of books, how can you solve the world's affairs? How can you know what is not included in the book?"

Ji Tianxia said: "Studying is not just for knowing this word. The books of sages and sages contain the great principles of heaven and earth and the principles of the world. As long as you understand this Tao and this principle, everything in the world can be understood. If you do not understand the Tao, you will not understand it.

Literally, no matter how many books you read, you are just a bookworm."

Ji Tianxia's words were sonorous and powerful, majestic, but he didn't say anything, and his whole person suddenly seemed a few inches taller. Ji Ruochen thought about it carefully, what Ji Tianxia said was indeed the truth, and he couldn't help but think so.

After looking highly at him, he loosened his grip, gently put him down, and asked, "Mr. Ji is really talented. I just don't know where this place is?"

Ji Tianxia landed on the ground, his feet went weak immediately, and he almost fell to the ground. He stepped back a few steps, supported a flower stand, and then stood firm. This cowardly look was in contrast to the aura he had just now, and he was as motionless as a mountain, and there was a vastness in the sky.

Don't.

Ji Tianxia couldn't help but pat his chest, and after a while he said: "This is Luoyang, the eastern capital, and this is the residence of Duke Yang Guozhong, the prime minister of this dynasty. I am now the teacher in the mansion, responsible for teaching the eldest son of Duke Yang and his two daughters."

Ji Ruochen asked again: "Which dynasty is this?"

Ji Tian's face flashed with surprise, and he said seriously: "The emperor of this dynasty is surnamed Li Taolongji, and his nickname is Emperor Ming."

Ji Ruochen pondered for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "Does this Li Longji also have a concubine named Yang Yuhuan?"

Ji Tianxia was startled, and looked around in panic. Seeing no one in the room, he lowered his voice and said, "That's a very disrespectful name for you. You want to destroy the nine tribes! In this dynasty, Concubine Yang is the most beautiful in the world, and she is Emperor Ming."

The whole world knows this. This...immortal comes from the upper world, so it's normal to not know this. I just don't know...when...the immortal will return home?"

When it comes to the last sentence, the hope for the world is beyond words.

Ji Ruochen closed his eyes slightly and said with a half-smile: "Exalted Immortal? I'm afraid you're talking about a wild ghost in your heart, right? You guessed it right, I come from another world, but I'm afraid it's hard to live up to your expectations. This is where I want to stay.

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The color below Ji Tian changed and he asked again: "This dynasty has a vast territory. I don't know where the Immortal wants to go? What is the purpose of coming to this world?"

Ji Ruochen Anran sat down on the Taishi chair in the room, picked up the tea cup on the table next to him, took a sip, closed his eyes and tasted the tea carefully. At this moment, his body was still nine points empty and one point solid, and his vision was only blurry.

There was a shadow. The sip of tea turned into a straight blue line, falling straight from the throat to the abdomen, and then turned into a cloud of green mist, hovering endlessly.

All these benefits to the world are really seen in the eyes, and they feel the pain in their hearts and the sourness in their mouths.

Finally, Ji Ruochen opened his eyes and said: "Good tea!"

Ji Tianxia didn't know how to interface, so he had to keep claiming it was true.

Ji Ruochen blew out a breath of green tea and said slowly: "For some reason, I always feel like old friends with Mr. Ji. It seems that I have met him somewhere before, or in a lifetime. Mr. Ji has a great talent, and I can use him to help him."

, so when I come here, I will stay here first. I have many goals in coming to this world, and I have to take care of them one by one. One of them, I might as well say that I know about it, sir..."

Speaking of this, the blue stars in Ji Ruochen's eyes shone slightly, and he said leisurely: "This matter is to send Li Longji and Yang Yuhuan back to the west."

With a crash, the flower stand holding Ji Tianxia's body collapsed!
Chapter completed!