Li Ji got out of the wormhole and went straight to the peak where his cave was. He had something to do, but he didn't go back to the house, but he landed on the other side of the mountain without shouting. The old Taoist Chenyuan had already stood outside the cave and said with a smile:

"You are so anxious, but have you gained something?"

"There are some gains, but there are more problems. The boy really can't do it. He has to come out and find your old man's help!"

"Sit down and say slowly."

The old Taoist Chenyuan sat down on a stone bench, took the jade slip handed over by Li Ji, and recorded his questions on it. He glanced at a tube-like object as thick as a big finger from the ring, and then lit Li Ji who was taking a deep breath, and then focused all his attention on the jade slip.

Li Ji took a jade slip that wrote about the changes in the cultivation world of exile in recent years and studied it carefully.

In recent years, the exile land has not been calm, and several group conflicts broke out between the Nitian Sect and the Blood River. Both sides were half a dozen, and each suffered damage. This was a private incident caused by the Nitian Cultivator who was unwilling to be bullied, and the sect also turned a blind eye and pretended not to see it.

But from the overall situation, the blood river channel is becoming more and more aggressive, and the balanced situation in the entire exile is slowly collapsing, which may be the limit for decades.

Not only in the cultivation world, but also in the mortal world, riots have occurred in recent years, especially in the sphere of influence under the control of the Nitian Sect. Although it has not yet evolved into a large-scale conflict between urban forces, chaos has emerged, and some restless underworld forces are ready to move everywhere.

This is a manifestation of the weakening control of the Nitian Sect. Because of the contraction strategy reported by this sect, most of the disciples of this sect returned to Shenyin Mountain. The loyalty of the local forces left behind was limited, just like Hongshui City. The local cultivation forces could barely control the cities and surrounding villages and towns, but no one paid attention to the wastelands in the west of Hongshui River. Mulan sent letters through Baizhi, and also mentioned the revival of the wilderness thieves in the wasteland. Of course, there is no need to worry about her safety, but Mulan's logistics supplies have become prey in the eyes of some people. Although there has been no loss so far, it is almost inevitable that something will happen in the long run.

The changes in the world of cultivation have little to do with the world, but in fact, whenever there are major changes in the world of cultivation, the world of turmoil is almost inevitable. After all, this is not a fragmented world, and the same is true in the world of Qingkong.

The struggle for power and profit among the agents of the mundane world is equally bloody and cruel. Sometimes this turmoil is from top to bottom, and sometimes from bottom to top. For example, the Blood River begins to try to erode the sphere of influence against the sky, and adopts this bottom-up approach, first and then practice.

The strategy of the Nitian Sect to collect the tortoise gave the Blood River such an opportunity; of course, the Blood River monks would not directly participate in the mortal world. They would always find forces willing to be swords. Some unsuccessful, destructive, and ambitious ones are even simpler in the wasteland. A large number of bandits and horse thieves were eager to take advantage of the chaos to do a big fight.

In the chaotic world and the turbulent cultivation world, Li Ji, as an outsider of the Golden Pill, was really unwilling to disturb it. The problem was that he had to stay here now, and see that the situation continued to develop uncontrollably.

He knew very well that Mulan was unwilling to leave the wasteland. She had her pursuit, and bringing her to the Nitian Sect might not be a good choice. Shenyin Mountain may be more dangerous than the wasteland in the future!

He also cannot live without the Nitian Mountain Gate. Before he found the way home, he could only stay here, passively share the difficulties with Nitian Sect, and had to do his best in it. If Nitian collapsed, he would have to die in the world. Where can I find such an opportunity to study the issue of space channels?

Li Ji joined Nitian to go home, but now he tied himself to this broken ship. After passing the Tianyuan Incident, he and the Blood River have no room for reconciliation.

Before he knew it, Li Ji had lit a second cigarette between his fingers. He had just taken a sip and turned around and found that the old Taoist Chen Yuan was looking at him with a very different gaze.

"Are you annoyed? Is it about the passage, or something? What's that thing in your hand? Is it fun to burn it? Why do you swallow the cigarette and spit it out? What's the point?"

Shaking his nose, Chen Yuan recognized: "Let me guess what you are igniting, um, mint, mugwort, bitter chrysanthemum... What is the main material? Why have you never heard of it? It's a bit strange!"

Li Ji took out another one without any psychological burden and handed it to the curious baby. Then he was quick to deal with his hands and feet, familiar with the way, twisting his fingers like thousands of times he did in his previous life, twisting a trace of flame, and making a gesture to light it for him.

The old Taoist is a monk with the spirit of exploration, and is full of curiosity about everything new. After Li Jidianran swept the cigarette in his mouth, he took a deep breath. For the real person of Nascent Soul, even poisonous smoke doesn't matter, and it won't be choked. It's just that the old Taoist frowned.

"This smoke is a bit strange, it doesn't feel anything special, and it seems to be something else..."

Taoist Chen Yuan took a few sips and felt that it was meaningless, so he put out the cigarette and threw it aside.

"Let me tell you about your problem. Before that, I wonder if you have discovered a magic array in front of the passage?"

"Some, two dark arrays are very hidden..."

Li Ji carefully said the dark array of how to discover it. The old Taoist thought for a long time and suggested:

"I thought there might be some connection between these two dark arrays. In this way, I will teach you a way. After you go back, try it and see if you find anything... Don't underestimate this. The simpler the dark array, the more likely it is to contain something that is unknown to others!"

The two analyzed the problems Li Ji encountered in the wormhole one by one. Some questions were directly broken, while others could not. After all, he did not come in person, so he could only speculate and assume.

After a day, the two of them solved less than one or two percent of the problems, some of which were unclear.

"Let's be here today!"

The old Taoist looked at Li Ji's last smoke ring and couldn't help asking:

"I see that you have sucked three of this stuff today! Is there anything you said? Why do I always feel that when you suck this stuff, you always have an inexplicable emotion inside? You are a little lonely, lonely, and so hungry!"

Li Ji smiled, "That is to remember, remember the past!

This is a problem that mortals have when they are, such as drinking, eating meat, taking a bath, sleeping, and smoking. I am always unwilling to throw away these habits, although these things are meaningless to monks!

I'm afraid I'll really throw it away and I won't be able to pick it up again in the future!

I don’t want to become a heartless stone!”

In fact, Li Ji didn't say anything. What he didn't want to forget the least was his identity as a time traveler! Time can erase all traces. After more than a hundred years of coming to this world, many things from his previous life have been slowly forgotten, which makes him feel scared.

If one day he completely regards himself as an indigenous person, then is he still him?

Forgotten the past means betrayal.
Chapter completed!