Quickly wear, what should I do if the vicious cannon fodder is too stupid

Feng He gritted his teeth, his face was cold, and he said very rudely: "Humph! Don't be so arrogant, this time my disciple will definitely defeat your disciple!"

Ji Yuan raised his eyebrows and said without much interest, "Then let's wait and see."

Feng He turned and left.

Ji Yuan stood where he was, watching him take out his magic weapon and fly down.

His spiritual sense had covered the entire sword peak, so he knew exactly what Feng He had just done.

But what puzzled him was that Feng He looked like... weak and with disordered meridians.

No wonder he used tools instead of magic to go up.

Ji Yuan shook his head. It seemed that he had not lived a good life in the past few years and had ruined his body to this state.

He turned around and sent his disciples to investigate the matter regarding the room that Feng He mentioned.

The results of the investigation came out very quickly, and it turned out that it was indeed the disciples who were doing the work under them who did it on purpose.

Ji Yuan was so angry that he dismissed the disciple immediately.

The disciple still spoke up for himself: "Ji Yuan Sword Master, I just feel that Feng He Immortal Master is unworthy of his position. He used so many tricks on you in his early years—"

Ji Yuan's forehead veins jumped when he heard this. What's the point of talking about those things now? Besides, he didn't take it seriously in the first place.

Ji Yuan waved his hand and had the disciple taken away without listening to what he said.

It seems that what Feng He said was true, and they were indeed impolite.

After Ji Yuan finished dealing with the matters, he got up and went to look for Feng He.

Ji Yuan looked at the very ordinary residence in front of him, and for some reason, he thought of Feng He, and felt that he must dislike this place.

After all, he gives people the impression that he is extremely delicate and will get angry if something goes wrong.

No wonder I ran up to him so angrily just now.

I haven't seen him for so many years. He seems a little different from before and a little weaker.

He has now learned to use magic to conceal his face.

It’s just that I probably haven’t been practicing hard in these years, or maybe I have tried hard but to no avail.

Because there was no illusion in his eyes, he could see Feng He's face clearly.

This only proves that his cultivation is much higher than Feng He's.

All of Feng He's magic was invulnerable in front of him.

I couldn't even compare to them before, and now I'm even further behind.

Ji Yuan shook his head and went to knock on the door.

His cultivation is very high, and the sounds around him can appear clearly in his ears.

"Master, there's someone knocking on the door."

"Well, go ahead and open it."

Feng He was obsessed with tinkering with the herbs he had just stolen. He didn't have any of these herbs, and they were very rare. This trip was worth it.

He picked them and took them back so that Fu Ci Yan could plant them again.

"you are--"

As soon as Fu Ci Yan opened the door, he met Ji Yuan. Ji Yuan had a blank expression and a cold look, standing outside like a wall.

Looking at his expression, if you didn’t know better you would think he was here to collect a debt.

But Fu Ci Yan could feel his extremely strong power and unfathomable cultivation.

Now he is here to look for his master again. After filtering out some thoughts from his mind, he can already guess who the person in front of him is.

Feng He saw no movement outside the door for a long time, and said impatiently: "Fu Ci Yan, who is outside?"

Fu Ci Yan moved aside to leave a passage for Ji Yuan to walk in.

He saw Feng He fiddling with herbs outside.

Now I can see it directly.

Feng He: "..." Ahhh, he really wanted to hide the thing! How embarrassing!

Feng He glared at Fu Ci Yan angrily. It was Ji Yuan who did not tell him in advance, causing him to be embarrassed now.

But Fu Ci Yan couldn't see the expression on Feng He's face at all, but Ji Yuan could see it.

He seemed to be frozen by Feng He's actions and didn't know how to react for a long time.

Standing there like a fool.

That glance just now gave him a very strange feeling.

Until Feng He said, "What are you doing here?"

Ji Yuan lowered his eyes and said, "It is true that we did not entertain you well enough. I will bring the Xianling Sect to apologize to you. I have already prepared a good room for you."

Feng He just liked hearing Ji Yuan apologize to him, and he felt extremely comfortable now.

So the visible joy said to him, "Okay then."

Fu Ci Yan, who was standing aside, suddenly changed his expression. What, Master is leaving?

He didn't have to wait too long, Feng He's next words to him were: "Fu Ci Yan, you have to practice well even if you are alone here."

Fu Ciyan didn't know how to react for a moment, and after a long while he managed to squeeze out one word: "...Yes!"

It seemed like he was gritting his teeth.

Feng He took his things and went to his best room with satisfaction.

Ji Yuan looked at Feng He's high spirits, paused, and took him away.

The two walked outside, and Ji Yuan asked Feng He: "Have you been injured in these years?"

Feng He's expression changed. He glanced at Ji Yuan and didn't reply.

Ji Yuan felt uncomfortable watching him being so alert. Although they were not friends, he definitely would not want to harm him.

So he explained in a good-tempered manner: "It seems that your cultivation has not improved much, and your complexion is not very good."

Feng He was almost going crazy after hearing the previous sentence.

He stared at Ji Yuan with a cold expression and said word by word: "It's none of your business."

Ji Yuan was silenced by him and didn't say a word.

Ji Yuan brought Feng He to his residence on Jianfeng Peak. This was his place, and no one except his apprentice came up here.

Very quiet and comfortable.

Fenghe's residence is a quiet and elegant courtyard.

It has everything you need and is many times more luxurious than the one below.

Feng He's face looked better.

But he continued to push his luck and said, "Send me two more disciples to serve me."

Ji Yuan: "...There are no disciples on Jianfeng, and you have hands and feet, why do you let others serve you?"

Feng He: “…”

Feng He said in annoyance: "I have people serving me in our sect! If you can't find someone to serve me, you can do it yourself!"

Feng He had expected Ji Yuan to leave without mercy, but she didn't expect that he would actually agree.

With his eyes downcast, he wondered what he was thinking. His thin, beautifully shaped lips uttered a single word: "Okay."

Feng He was shocked and looked at him in surprise.

Is Ji Yuan so approachable?

Feng He's eyes rolled around, filled with a look of surprise and doubt.

Ji Yuan looked at his lively expression and felt that he had changed a lot from before.

"From your expression, I think you have suffered some kind of trauma. The Xianling Sect does have some pharmacists who can relieve your symptoms?"

Ji Yuan said this sincerely.

Feng He puffed up his cheeks and said sadly, "It's useless. I don't know how many pharmacists I've seen."

Ji Yuan was silent and said nothing.

But he pulled Feng He's hand and placed his broad fingers on Feng He's white and delicate wrist.

Feng He knew that he was taking her pulse.

I didn't stop him, so I just let him explore out of boredom.

After a while, Ji Yuan let go of his hand without saying anything.

Feng He's symptoms were indeed extremely difficult to treat, and he had no way to treat them.

From now on I can only take good care of myself. It will be impossible to make further progress in my cultivation.