The vicious master always loves to die

After teasing the master, Ji Moze gradually calmed down after the master fell back into a deep sleep due to exhaustion.

Master's complexion was rosy, and he didn't see any abnormalities at all, but he woke up after being in a coma for several months, and then fell asleep again within half a day.Afterwards, at least for a few days, and at most for more than a month, the master occasionally woke up once, and then was pressed down and teased by the unscrupulous apprentice until he fell asleep again.

Ji Moze didn't let the master know that he had been in a coma all the time. Every time, he waited day and night as usual, and stopped everyone who wanted to see the master, including Feng Changrong, on the pretext of master's retreat.

Under Feng Changrong's distorted expression, Ji Moze gave him a large section of reviving wood and ten thousand-year-quality immortal grass and spiritual plants, making the dignified head of Xuantian Xianzong a little brother of alchemy and medicine, and had no other choice but to deliver medicine.

"Ji Moze, don't go too far, let me take a look at my junior brother!" Feng Changrong, who became a tool man again and was ordered to make alchemy, roared angrily, but unfortunately his voice could not be heard in the mansion, and was eliminated by layers of restrictions imposed by Ji Moze It's spotless.What made Feng Changrong even more furious was that he couldn't break it!

"Master is not feeling well and is still resting. Please rest assured, Master Master, Moze will definitely take care of Master in every possible way." He took the soul-inducing incense and jade bottles of various sizes from Feng Changrong, Immediately afterwards, he handed over a pile of rare and rare materials that were rarely seen in the cultivation world, and handed them over without any scruples.

Feng Changrong's face was distorted looking at the piles of hard-to-find flowers and plants in the world. If he hadn't taken into account these inestimable rarities, he would have wanted to throw Ji Moze's face in the face.It's a pity that he can't bear it. Among these rare spiritual plants, there are quite a few legendary things that only exist in ancient alchemy recipes. With these assistances, maybe the younger brother can recover faster.

But... still very upset.

Before, Ji Moze used his name to say that he wanted his junior to cultivate in the cave, and he agreed after thinking about it, but he never saw him again after he was taken away.Ji Moze set up a lot of restrictions on the entire Tianwu Peak, making it difficult to get close to each other on weekdays, let alone see each other.Every time he came, he became a medicine delivery person, and he couldn't even see his younger brother's hair. If it wasn't for the younger brother's soul lamp getting brighter day by day, he would have thought that his younger brother had been murdered.But thinking of the ulterior motives of this stinky boy, Feng Changrong's liver was throbbing with pain, but he could only hold back and try hard to make alchemy.

"I have to see my junior brother today no matter what. If you don't get out of the way, don't blame me for being ruthless." Feng Changrong lowered his face, but he didn't forget to put those spiritual herbs in the sumeru pouch and place them properly. It is too rare to see him not willing to have the slightest damage.But those who should be tough must be tough, and no matter what, I can't make any more concessions: "I must see my junior to confirm whether he is well, otherwise, even if my cultivation is not as good as yours, I will not let it go."

Ji Moze looked at Feng Changrong's desperate appearance, fell silent for a while, raised his hand to undo the restraint, and then said, "Master fell into a deep sleep again...but his condition has improved a little recently, and maybe he will be able to recover in a few days." Awake."

Feng Changrong followed behind, all the way into the depths of the cave, and finally saw the junior brother who was thinking about him, lying quietly on the soft couch, sleeping very peacefully.

"When did he wake up last time?" Seeing that his junior brother was safe and sound, Feng Changrong was finally relieved, and his tone became gentler.

"Three days ago." Ji Moze didn't hide it, "Master has been awake for more and more time recently, and the medicine must have worked. Thanks to the master's skill in alchemy, the medicine can be brought into full play."

"That's natural, and it doesn't matter who I am." Feng Changrong was immediately satisfied, but after thinking about it, the brat praised him clearly, but actually said that his medicinal materials were amazingly effective, so he immediately put a smile on his face.

"Uncle Master, the master will sleep for at least a few days, and everything will be left to the disciples, please rest assured." Seeing this, Ji Moze politely chased away the guests without mercy.

"Bastard, this is Xuantian Xianzong, where is my love, you..." Feng Changrong hadn't finished speaking, and the star shifted before his eyes. Know how you were transferred.

How could this be so?But in a hundred years, this Ji Moze's cultivation has been so advanced...

Feng Changrong was secretly startled, he was already in the realm of transforming gods, and he had no power to fight back against Ji Moze, and the other party could even drive him away with just a thought, and his cultivation was obviously far superior to his.

The restriction on Tianwu Peak has been reopened. Feng Changrong scratched his heart and scratched his cheeks with hatred through the restriction, and turned around in anger, but he couldn't do anything, couldn't break through half a point, and finally had to leave angrily.

After Feng Changrong left, Tianwu Peak was once again surrounded by a faint spiritual mist. Looking from afar, the glow was shining like a dream.

As usual, Ji Moze lit the soul-inducing incense for the master every day, and then put the newly refined pills into the master's mouth. He didn't send honey fruit to relieve the pain until he was sure that the properties of the medicine had been completely absorbed.

"Master..." He couldn't be satisfied with being together every day. Ji Moze liked the lively master who was full of joy, anger, sorrow and joy more than the master who was lying quietly.

"Master, this disciple misses your cursing." Squeezing himself onto the couch, holding Master in his arms, he fiddled with Ji Moze's scattered silver hair, "At most, next time The disciple no longer tosses so hard, and won't tire the master anymore..."

The body in his arms is icy cold, which is the coldness that Master has always had.Ji Moze's body was already hot due to physical problems, and when he hugged the master, it was like hugging a cool and beautiful jade, which made people love him even more.But now he knows that the reason why Master is cold all day long is because Master is a dying person.If Feng Changrong hadn't been dragged back with a heavy breath, he would have been a corpse.

A steady stream of heat flowed into the mouth along the lips and tongue, dispelling the coldness, but it quickly dissipated again.

"Master, you like soaking in the earth fire spring the most. This disciple always remembers it, but the master never wakes up... By the way!" Ji Moze suddenly seemed to remember something, "The earth fire spring , fire is yang, water is yin, it is a place of excellent balance, if it is in the spring... double cultivation, maybe it will be of great help to the recovery of the master's soul."

Use yourself as a tripod to help the master recover.

Thinking about it, Ji Moze picked him up and teleported to the spiritual spring in the cave in the back mountain.As the core of the Lingquan, the Yueyin True Fire allowed the Lingquan to regain its former aura overflowing appearance.

Ji Moze spent some time rearranging the cave.The profound knowledge of the two lifetimes gave him a profound attainment in formations, and setting up formations was a piece of cake.Coupled with the help of the spirit of the house, a steady stream of immortal treasures and magical artifacts were sent to the center of the formation, and everything was quickly arranged.

In the huge cave, spiritual mist filled the air, entangled with transpiration, and the overlapping figures were like shadows, swaying gently with the rippling water.

Because the master was unconscious, Ji Moze supported the two of them, and carefully sent the vast spiritual power in his body into Yan Xici's body, driving the spiritual energy in his body to circulate.With the orderly circulation of spiritual power in the inner palace, coupled with the continuous absorption of abundant spiritual power from the outside world, the dense spiritual mist in the cave gradually flowed, condensing into a spiritual vortex centered on the two of them, and they were all absorbed like a whale.

It worked out great.With this method, the master woke up after two days, and he looked the same as when he was healthy before, and even looked a little better.

Facing Ji Moze, maybe because he knew that he couldn't be driven away, the master put on an attitude of indifference and left him aside, but Ji Moze automatically stuck him like a sticky cake, and he couldn't tear it apart.

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Yan Xici found that the traitor next to him seemed to have calmed down a lot, and no longer pressed him like crazy to take revenge every time, but instead turned into brown sugar, sticking to him all day long, with his eyes fixed on him, making him feel like Goosebumps all over.

Can't drive away, can't fight, curse, and be suppressed.

Although he returned to his cave, Yan Xici felt that he was no different from before, staying in the cave all day, with Ji Moze haunting behind him like a shadow.

What made Yan Xici strange was that no matter how provocative he was, instead of being angry, Ji Moze held him in his arms with a smile and asked him to talk more, as if he liked to listen very much.

Faced with Ji Moze, who was becoming more and more perverted, Yan Xici was anxious, angry and helpless. He wished he could hand over his sword to him, and then rushed forward to give him a blow.

It's just that Ji Moze didn't know what medicine he took wrongly, but he became happier, as if he was playing and laughing at him, but he didn't want to give him a good time.When he was out of breath and exhausted, regardless of his objection, he was taken to the Earthfire Lingquan, saying that he wanted to 'double cultivation', and he, Ji Moze, was willing to serve himself as a tripod.

After repairing it once, Yan Xici realized that it was just the bastard trying to torment him in a different way.A large amount of pure spiritual energy rushed in, almost causing his spiritual power to explode and his body exploded to death. In the end, he was paralyzed and was carried back to the cave like a disabled person, lying dead.

Ji Moze seemed to know the taste after eating the marrow, found new fun, and loved working in the earth fire spiritual spring more and more.It wasn't until Yan Xici was about to lose his temper, pinching Ji Moze's neck with red eyes as if he was about to die, that he could barely stop the momentum.

I don't know how long the years have passed, and it has been so long that Yan Xici's days are like years, a new hope emerges, and his great apprentice Lu Xingyao comes to the door.

"Xingyao is here, I..."

Yan Xici, who was dying but brimming with spiritual energy, was about to jump up as an excuse to meet with his eldest disciple to drive Ji Moze away, but was hit by this evil beast's magic formula, and fell down on the couch in an instant, unable to move.In my ear was the sinister whisper, tinged with a bit of murderous intent: "Master really loves senior brother, and he doesn't care about his own safety when he hears senior brother coming... The disciple loves the master, so the disciple replaces the master." Respect for the big brother."

Then, Yan Xici, who couldn't move, was put in a sleeping position, unable to speak or move, listening to Ji Moze go away.

"Lu Xingyao begs to see Master." The senior brother's voice came from outside the mansion, followed by the sound transmission paper crane into the mansion.

The restriction was lifted, and a white figure appeared, but it was not the master.

"Eldest brother, are you okay after a hundred years?" Ji Moze was handsome, facing Lu Xingyao, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, with a gentle smile.

"Junior Brother Ji!?" Lu Xingyao was both surprised and shocked when he saw that it was his junior brother who had been missing for many years who greeted him.At the beginning, because of the little junior brother, he and the master had some rifts, but after he was kicked out by the master to stand on his own mountain, he rarely saw the master.The junior brother disappeared inexplicably. He inquired many times and went down the mountain several times to search, just to confirm whether the junior brother was safe.

Once he wanted to go to ask the master, but the master was much colder to him, no matter how he tried to transmit the sound, he ignored him.There were so many times that he almost thought that his junior brother was imprisoned by the master, tortured endlessly, and imprisoned in the depths of the stone prison.

But now, the junior brother is not only intact, but has also grown into a handsome young man with extraordinary bearing, and his cultivation is unfathomable, making it difficult for him to see the depth.And this also solved the knot deep in Lu Xingyao's heart, and made him smile a little more sincerely.

"I haven't seen you for many years, but Junior Brother Ji is different from before. That's great."

"Long time no see." With a polite smile, Ji Moze stood at the door, showing no intention of letting anyone in.

"Junior Brother Ji, I'm here this time to find Master, is Master here?" After exchanging pleasantries, Lu Xingyao asked to see Master, which made the politeness on the corners of Ji Moze's lips fade a bit.

"Master is not feeling well, and he is not free." The voice was cold and icy.

For some reason, Lu Xingyao heard a murderous look in his younger brother's tone.

Delusion?

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