The vicious master always loves to die

"Hmm—" There was a burst of pain in the inner mansion, which made Ji Moze frowned uncontrollably.What he never expected was that the original body had not dissipated after being devoured by him, but turned into a demon seed and hid in the depths of his inner mansion.Due to his own weakness, it gave the other party an opportunity to take advantage of it. At this time, the demon seed took root in the inner palace, trying to invade his soul.

"After all, I'm still careless..." A soft sigh escaped from his lips.

Ji Moze arranged the huge cave very well. After all, for him, every inch of land and every formation in this cave is memorized by heart.With the operation of the formation, the aura in the mountain mansion became more and more intense, and when the cycle was completed by itself, these spiritual treasures and fairy artifacts in the cave mansion could be cultivated more and more purely.

After leaving the cave, Ji Moze, who could no longer suppress the overflow of demonic energy, was the target of everyone's criticism, causing the Xuantian sect to turn pale with fright, and one after another came with their swords.

Ji Moze knew that if they bumped into each other, a fierce battle would be unavoidable, and everyone in the Xuantian Sect was familiar with him... Yan Xici, who was closest to him, would also be implicated.

I really want to see Shizun again... After all, this is the only time for such a cute and easy to bully Shizun.

Sensing the imminent movement of the demon seed in his body, Ji Moze chuckled lightly: "Do you want to devour me?"

"It's a pity that although you are my previous life, you have never been able to defeat me." The demonic energy surged, and the void shattered. Ji Moze stepped back, and his whole body was swallowed by the wide open void, and he regained his calm.

Everyone in Xuantianzong who arrived a step late looked at the empty space that had disappeared without a trace. Only Feng Changrong, who was in it, breathed a sigh of relief, and finally let go of his heart.

Back in the Demon Realm, Ji Moze felt that the demon in his body was becoming more and more restless, and it was trying to devour his soul, fuse him, and become completely enchanted.And once he is swallowed back, he will instead become the nourishment of the demon seed, thus reviving the original body and becoming stronger.

At that time, the original body is bound to set off a bloody storm just like what he has seen before, making the Three Realms uneasy.

The demon seeds in the body became more and more restless, and a large amount of demonic energy gathered into a tornado and wrapped Ji Moze into the center, as if swallowing the sea, stirring up the world.As the demonic energy became stronger, the blood color slowly spread, from the neck upwards, leaving black lines on the skin.Once the consciousness is invaded, it will completely lose consciousness, become a breeding ground for demon seeds, and be swallowed up in the end.

The corner of Ji Moze's mouth curled up. If he was just an ordinary monk, he would definitely be helpless at this moment, and could only be devoured in despair.However, for Ji Moze, what he has to do is to completely kill the original body... even if it may make him...disappear.

'boom--'

The divine soul suddenly burst into intense white light, like a burning white flame, enveloping the demon with incomparable soul power, and burned the demon that wanted to take root and suck his divine soul into ashes. Hundreds of times!

'Chi——' The demon seed was quickly reduced to ashes under the burst of soul power, but the white flames burning all over Ji Moze's body did not stop, and it was particularly conspicuous against the black color.The powerful spiritual power emanating from the burning of unparalleled soul power has attracted countless demon cultivators, and those ghosts attracted by the abundant spiritual energy have followed each other.

After the demon seed was reduced to ashes, Ji Moze clearly felt a sense of weakness coming from the soul in his body, and even more irresistible pulling force, as if to pull him out of this body.Looking at the eyes of the surroundings staring at him greedily, even the so-called magic guards, there are many salivating. For them, the overflowing soul power is a great supplement, and it is the best way to advance.

'boom----'

The white soul flame exploded, setting off a hurricane and attacking the surrounding area. The demon cultivators who were closer were swept away by the hurricane, and then were sucked into the soul flame, turning into flying ash without even a chance to howl .The originally thick and dense magic energy became thinner under the burning of the flames, and the flames spread along the wind, burning everything around.

In the center of the flames, Ji Moze stepped out one step at a time, using the large formation in the Nether Hall as a guide, pouring in majestic spiritual power and demon energy.And with the injection and spread of surging power, the formation pattern reversed, the prohibition became invisible, and it slammed open!Countless energy waves twisted into strands of thin ropes, repairing the damaged restraints, and at the same time turned into sharp blades, slashing towards the void.

Use your body as a weapon, use your spirit as a sacrifice, seal it thoroughly, and cut off the passage between the two realms!

Countless demonic beasts rushed to flee, and the demon cultivators felt the threat of life and death, and fled out with all their magic weapons.Anyone who is a little slower will be burned to ashes by the soul flame, and there will be no survivors.Before long, Ji Moze was the only one left in the land surrounded by packs of wolves.

The body gradually dissipated under the flames of the soul, and Ji Moze's figure was so pale against the backdrop of the extreme flames.

'boom--'

The purple-gold tribulation thunder pierced through the thick black mist and struck down fiercely.The thick sky thunder, like a coiling dragon, slashed at Ji Moze one after another, with such a great momentum that even the magic fog that lingered all year round was scattered, revealing a bit of light.

The sky fire and soul flame ignited by the thunder light blasted together, and as the sound of the sky thunder became louder, it even blasted the surrounding thousands of miles into scorched earth.

The thunderclouds dispersed, and the thousands of lands centered on Ji Moze were completely barren of grass, and even so, no demon cultivator dared to step in easily.The tribulation and thunder of the Mahayana monks, like the might of the sky, turned this land into a forbidden area, and no one could enter.

And the figure of the Thunder Tribulation Center was never seen again.

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A Thousand Years Later - The Secret Room of Xuantianzong

Feng Changrong was guarding beside the coffin, with a serious expression on his face. Ji Moze said that he had a solution, but he went there for several months without a trace, and Feng Changrong's hair turned gray a few tufts in a hurry.

But just when he couldn't hold back his anxious heart, the aura of the junior in the coffin gradually became stronger, and his life lamp, which was originally thin and shaky, also became stronger, which made Feng Changrong both surprised and delighted. At the same time, he became more and more afraid to leave the left and right sides, and simply stayed in the secret room to protect the younger brother.

Seeing that the younger brother's aura is getting more prosperous day by day, and the original pale face is even more bloody, which makes Feng Changrong very pleasantly surprised. He smashed all kinds of rare pills and medicinal materials desperately, and only hopes that the younger brother can recover as soon as possible. .

.

Between the ups and downs of consciousness, Yan Xici seemed to have had a long dream.In the dream, those familiar and unfamiliar memories that he had forgotten emerged one by one, as if the missing jigsaw puzzle reappeared, piece by piece.

He once thought that he was just a time traveler to this "Yan Xici" who had the same name and surname as him, but he never expected that he was Yan Xici himself. No wonder the scenes in those dreams were so familiar, as if he had experienced them himself. generally.

The sudden recovery of memories from a hundred years ago made Yan Xici's head a little confused. Fortunately, this sleep was long enough for him to properly digest these recovered memories.About the master, between their brothers and sisters, there are also episodes of years of travel, big and small, and... Chu Mo.

Thinking of Chu Mo, Yan Xici's complexion suddenly became weird. After putting together his memories, he found that Chu Mo's face looked exactly like Ji Moze's!If he hadn't thought of everything already, he would almost think that the reason why Ji Moze was so cruel in the original book was because the original body was abandoned by a man with the same appearance, so he hated the house and Wu against Ji Moze who had the same face...

Yan Xici's drowsy head became more and more messy because of his oversized brain, and finally lost to drowsiness, and fell into a deep sleep again.

After a few days, consciousness began to recover.Half asleep and half awake, Yan Xici only felt that his eyelids were extremely heavy, and tried hard to open them, but failed several times.The end of his nose was filled with a strange and delicate fragrance, which smelled very good, which gave him an urge to fall asleep again, but his body was full of spiritual power, churning endlessly, a feeling of fullness he had never felt before.

"...Move, move, move!"

There was a familiar croaking in his ear, and he knew who it was without thinking about it. Yan Xici instinctively reached out to push it away, but it seemed that raising his hand was heavy, so he had no choice but to let the other party continue to croak.

"Noisy..." He managed to utter a word hoarsely, but was drowned out by Feng Changrong's loud voice.

"I said it must have moved. Do you think his brows are wrinkled?"

"Junior Brother, Junior Brother, are you awake? Don't pretend, I saw your eyes roll..."

Ba Ba Ba -- Ba Ba Ba -- Feng Changrong's lips touched each other, and he babbled in a row, making Yan Xici's head buzzing, wishing he could fall asleep now, so as to put an end to the noise.

"Senior brother seems to be waking up." Amidst the croaking background sound, the voice of junior brother Ye Yixuan came, and this sentence immediately ignited Feng Changrong's chatterbox, making Feng Changrong pull Ye Yixuan loudly as if meeting a bosom friend. Quack, quack, Yan Xici wished he could fly up on the spot and sew that talkative mouth shut with a sword.

"...Okay, okay, little junior brother, you should go back quickly, too many people will hinder the junior brother, I'll just leave it alone." After nagging, Feng Changrong started to chase away customers, without even realizing that he was the only one. The noisiest one.But Ye Yixuan responded and left quickly, which made Feng Changrong quiet down.

After being in a daze for a few more days, Yan Xici finally opened his eyes, only feeling that this sleep seemed like a world away.He turned over and sat up, although his body was a little stiff because he had been lying down for a long time, but the extremely smooth spiritual power flowing in his body made him almost leap up.

It's as if, the original heavy shackles on the body are cut off, and the realm is about to be perfected and advanced smoothly.

Thinking of how he used the thunderbolt to fight against the demon world, but in the end he almost died... Maybe he lost his memory because he was struck by the thunder that day.

When I woke up, I found that not only did I have a love relationship, but that love relationship was also from the devil world.Not only that, but I was also entangled with the apprentice who was supposed to be the mortal enemy, and the apprentice was exactly the same as my past relationship!

Ahhh! !

Remembering everything, Yan Xici only felt that he was about to explode in shame and embarrassment. His originally indifferent and handsome face turned blue and purple for a while, sometimes reddened, and sometimes darkened. The changes were colorful and wonderful.

When Feng Changrong came in and saw his younger brother's face, he exclaimed: "What's wrong with you, younger brother! Is there some discomfort!"

"No, I'm fine." Yan Xici replied with a dark face.

The younger brother woke up, and for some unknown reason, his spirit, which was originally dim and scattered, was full of spiritual power, as if he had never been weak.Although Feng Changrong was full of doubts, he forgot because he was too happy, but the younger brother, for some reason, woke up until now, with a distorted expression on his face.

Yan Xici looked at the handsome and handsome first apprentice, the second apprentice who looked like Maitreya Buddha, the third apprentice with a shy face, and the fourth apprentice who was as beautiful as a flower. They all cried out to Master with tears in their eyes. Cry out loud.

Yan Xici was at a loss, how long did he sleep this time, and how did his disciples grow up so big? ? ?

The apprentices may have grown up and matured a lot, and compared to the tossing and tossing when they were young, each of them is a lot more restrained.They gathered around Yan Xici, seeming to have a thousand words to say, but they just held back and kept their mouths shut.

The crowd was like a relay, and since Yan Xici woke up, he was sent back to Xianfeng, and then the disciples beside him, Feng Changrong, and the others would always stay by to greet them and take care of them in every possible way.

"I'm very good!"

Yan Xici turned over and got out of bed, and was pushed back by Feng Changrong, with a kind smile on his face: "Junior brother, don't worry, your body hasn't recovered yet, let's rest for a few more days."

"I'm all right!"

Yan Xici jumped up, but was stopped by Ye Yixuan, whose cultivation level was higher than him: "Senior brother, the senior brother who is in charge of the sect has explained, it is enough for you to rest."

"Retire!!"

Facing several apprentices, Yan Xici was finally able to put on the majesty of a master, and repelled everyone.In the end, the eldest apprentice showed gentle disapproval: "Master, you have been in a coma for so long, and this apprentice is very worried, not to mention that the master master has ordered you to recuperate for a while..."

Xi Zhi nodded beside him: "Right, Master, you don't know how worried we are, it's better to rest for a while."

Yu Bai didn't speak, but just agreed with "um", the worry in his eyes was clearly visible.

Looking at the grown-up and sensible apprentices, Yan Xici felt very relieved, as if he vaguely saw the happy scene of his old self surrounded by filial children and grandchildren.

He turned his head to look at the fourth apprentice who was tearing up: "Okay, I understand now, don't cry."

Qiu Yutong pursed her mouth, with tears in her eyes, sobbing and choking: "Master, Master, it's fine, little brother..."

"Yu Tong!" Lu Xingyao stopped him in a warm voice, "I will deal with this matter, don't bother Master."

"But……"

Qiu Yutong wanted to say a few more words, but was frightened by the downcast face of the elder brother, and reluctantly took the words back.

Ji Moze?What happened to that bastard?Could it be that it is just like the original book, living a happy life, hugging left and right, so happy?Yan Xici's face darkened, and he was suddenly upset.

Until Yan Xici completely recovered his body, and even faintly showed signs of advancing, but Ji Moze seemed to have evaporated from the world, and never appeared again.

Day after day, year after year.Over time, Yan Xici's cultivation has finally reached perfection, and after four or nine calamities of thunder, he has finally advanced to become a god.Compared with the madness in order to advance in the original book, this time's success seems to be a matter of course, and it is finally complete.

The [-]-year period is approaching, maybe Ji Moze... It's time for revenge.

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