The vicious master always loves to die

Yan Xici suddenly woke up from the dream and sat up straight, only to realize that he was dripping all over his body.

The dream last night was the same as before, but it was also different. The same scene, but extremely tragic. One was returning to the sect after completing training, and the other... was almost wiped out.

The same face also appeared in the dream, but one is as gentle as a spring day, and the other... Thinking of the indifferent expression on that person's face, it somehow overlapped with the Ji Moze he had dreamed about, making him unable to tell the difference at once. Clear in the end which is the illusion is true.

By the way, Feng Changrong!

Feng Changrong in the dream last night blocked the monster's attack for him and almost died. Feng Changrong, who was cut open and dripping with blood, still tried his best to protect him and escape, not caring about his imminent death at all!

Yan Xici quickly got up, raised his hand and summoned the flying sword, and flew towards the main peak where the head of the sect was.He needs to urgently confirm which one is illusory and which one is real.

Flying all the way to the main peak, passing through the hall, it was almost too late for the servants to stop it.Yan Xici walked all the way until he reached Feng Changrong's cave at the back of the main peak, and then stopped.

He was so hot-headed before that he rushed over directly, but when he actually stood in front of Feng Changrong's cave, he hesitated a little.

In the final analysis, he is just a ghost who has traveled through inexplicably, and everything he saw in the dream before is the memory of the original body.

Just as he retreated a little, the cave's restraints were loosened, and Feng Changrong, the head of the cave, put his hand in and walked out of the cave with a smile.

"Oh, brother, what a rare visitor, it's rare for you to take the initiative to find me, brother."

"...Brother." Yan Xici hesitated for a moment, but he didn't know where to start.The Feng Changrong in front of him has faded away from his youthfulness and former liveliness. Apart from being talkative as always, he seems to be a qualified head of the sect.But because of last night's dream, his mind is now full of Feng Changrong's appearance covered in blood and dilated pupils, making it almost difficult for him to breathe.

"I... just want to ask, are you in good health?" Yan Xici spoke awkwardly, knowing that it was a dream, but strongly wanted to know the truth so that the uneasiness in his heart would dissipate.

"I'm fine?" Feng Changrong didn't understand why, and then changed his style of painting, his face was full of emotion: "Brother, are you caring about me, brother? Ah, brother, I'm so touched, it turns out that brother has me in his heart!"

"Brother Sect Leader, I've offended you." Yan Xici gritted his teeth, took advantage of the unpreparedness to immobilize him with the fixed body formula, and then stretched out his hand to rip off Feng Changrong's collar.

"Hey, brother, what are you doing? Brother, I'm not that kind of person... Wow..."

"Shut up!" Yan Xici scolded in a low voice, and pulled Feng Changrong's neckline open, revealing smooth and delicate skin without a single scar.So what happened last night was just a simple nightmare... Thinking of this, Yan Xici heaved a sigh of relief, and his whole body relaxed a lot.

"Brother, brother, I'm too old to be stimulated. It's easy for me to be misleading..." Feng Changrong was frozen and couldn't move, and he continued to talk non-stop, "Although I am gentle and elegant, brother, how can I be so gentle?" Such a casual person... I..."

"Shut up! Mouth!" The veins on Yan Xici's forehead reappeared, and they kept throbbing, which diluted the impact of yesterday's dream.He stretched out his hand to release the fixed body formula, allowing Feng Changrong to regain his freedom.

"Oh, I didn't expect my brother to be so good. I was really shocked, brother." Feng Changrong tidied his clothes slowly, and blinked Yan Xici's eyes, making Yan Xici's fists a little itchy.

"...Sorry, I was the one to be abrupt." Yan Xici took a deep breath and apologized first, "I... had a nightmare. I dreamed that when you were practicing, you... almost died."

While talking, Yan Xici kept his eyes on Feng Changrong closely to see if there was any change in his expression.

"Experience? When we first experienced it, it was quite smooth." Feng Changrong looked a little puzzled, "What did you dream about?"

Judging from Feng Changrong's expression, it doesn't seem to be fake, which means that last night was just a simple nightmare.Perhaps it originated from the fear of the original body when he was a teenager, rooted deep in his memory, but it just happened to be dreamed by him.

After figuring this out, Yan Xici also relaxed his tense emotions, and gradually apologized again for his sudden impulse: "Sorry, senior brother... I was reckless."

"Brother, it's so rare to see you lose your composure..." Feng Changrong approached with a smile, "Tell me, what kind of nightmare did you have? Brother, although I'm not good at divination, I still know a thing or two about divination. "

"No need." Yan Xici refused, very simply.

"Sigh, senior brother, I've been seen by you, but you don't even want to talk about a dream." Feng Changrong shook his head and sighed, his lonely look made Yan Xici's hands itchy even more.

"Brother, do you remember 'Chu Mo'?" While Feng Changrong was rambling on, Yan Xici suddenly asked, and Feng Changrong froze, his face became more and more weird and distorted. His eyes also became very strange.

"You...remember?" Feng Changrong's expression was very complicated, and he looked at him hesitantly, "Junior brother..."

Junior and junior Feng Changrong yelled for a while, but every time he opened his mouth to say something, in the end he just moved his lips and didn't say anything. The colorful and strange expressions on his face made Yan Xici feel hairy.

"Brother, I'm going back to Tianwu Peak." Unable to bear Feng Changrong's weirdness, Yan Xici decided to go back. As for the nightmare, it had already disappeared in this wave of operations.

"You... well, senior brother advises you, just let it go if you have to, don't stick to it." Feng Changrong didn't keep him, but stood in the distance with a deep expression on his face, sighing incomprehensibly.

Yan Xici: "...Leave me." If you don't leave, maybe the senior brother will recall the past with him, and this has touched his blind spot.

In Feng Changrong's eyes with mixed emotions, Yan Xici summoned Feijian with a stiff face, and left the main peak as quickly as possible, lest Feng Changrong would say to him: "Junior brother, let's catch up on the old days."

Feng Changrong put his hands together, looked at the back of his junior brother, and sighed softly.And the disciple Zhu Yuanqing who had been waiting outside the hall came in, and seeing the melancholy expression on the master's face, he couldn't help but ask, "Master, Uncle Qing Ning is here...what's the matter?"

Feng Changrong shook his head deeply: "Don't ask, I won't mention these things again... Sigh."

Zhu Yuanqing: "..." What did he mention?

When Yan Xici returned to Tianwu Peak, he felt a little depressed, and the way he relieved it was to call Ji Moze and let him do the 'physical training' that he hadn't done for a long time.

I haven't seen him for more than a year, but Ji Moze didn't feel haggard at the foot of the mountain. On the contrary, he became more handsome, and he could vaguely see the shadow of the handsome future.

Heh, no matter how handsome he is in the future, he is just a younger brother now!Yan Xici, who was slightly inferior in future appearance, gritted his teeth, and then asked Ji Moze to carry water back and forth, the kind who was not allowed to control the flying sword.After carrying the water, the hundreds of steps leapfrog repeatedly, back and forth four times.After dancing, Jianju swung his sword until night fell and his whole body was soaked in sweat.

After going back and forth like this for a few days, Yan Xici's spirit became smoother, while Ji Moze became more and more vigorous.He was obviously still a young man, his muscles were faintly visible under his loose robe.

Facing such hardships, Xizhi and the others who had suffered so much, gritted their teeth and persisted in front of Ji Moze, showing their sincere admiration.Ever since they tried it themselves, they have deeply admired Ji Moze who was able to do a complete set plus a back and forth, and they no longer envied and talked small things, but respectfully shouted: "Junior Ji, you have worked hard."

Also because of Ji Moze, the master obviously relaxed a lot with them. This made Xizhi, who had been tortured to the point of haggard some time ago, overjoyed. Seeing Ji Moze's eyes filled with kindness, he wished he could greet each other every day.

Soon, the Zongmen Grand Competition jointly organized by several great immortal sects arrived.Sponsored by the three major immortal sects Xuantian, Yunxiao and Qingyang, not only the disciples of the three major sects, but also various small and medium-sized sects will send their disciples to participate.

For the three major sects, the three sects compete for the head of the immortal sect every year, fighting openly and secretly, and the sect competition held every four years is also a time for each sect to brag and compete for the leader.

It turned out that Helian Wei, the daughter of the head of Yunxiao Xianzong, was 12 years old and she was the youngest foundation-builder in the cultivation world so far, enough for the head of Helian to brag about for many years.As a result, the Xuantian Immortal Sect suddenly discovered an incomparable talent from the sky. It only took more than a year from entry to foundation building, and he is only 11 years old this year, and he still has unlimited potential. Nascent Soul is a certainty , Maybe in the future, he will be able to transform into a god in one fell swoop, take the Mahayana step, and finally overcome the catastrophe and ascend to the ascension!

After returning from the Yunxiao Sect disciple's experience, after telling the head He Lianxiu, he who originally planned to show off at the Zongmen's joint meeting was instantly deflated. He was so angry that he couldn't sleep for days and nights, and he wanted to win back.

This time, the big competition was held in Xuantianzong, which saved a lot of time and effort. Feng Changrong, the head of the sect, had already started to arrange the layout, and vowed to make the card face of the leader of the immortal sect in the cultivation world.

Because the Zongmen recruited newcomers to show their talents before, the great apprentice Lu Xingyao's excellent handling ability was valued, and soon the steward in charge of the management came to second him and asked if Lu Xingyao could be in charge of reception and other work.

Usually, the work of receiving other great sects from the outside world is done by Jindan Daoist. Don't lose face because of this.

There is harmony among the sects on the surface, but in private they fight openly and covertly for the sake of facing each other. It once happened that when the disciples of the foundation establishment welcomed a certain sect, they were regarded as insulting and despised by the other party because their cultivation level was too low. , causing the Foundation Establishment disciples to be in a state of embarrassment, and almost made a big scandal.Fortunately, other people arrived, so they didn't lose face. Afterwards, in all joint conferences, those responsible for receiving and organizing affairs were all monks above Jindan.

And now Lu Xingyao, who has not yet condensed the golden core in the late stage of foundation establishment, is valued, obviously because of his strong enough ability, which makes Yan Xici, who plans to rely on his big apprentice for the elderly in the future, suddenly eat a large bucket of sweet and greasy fruit ice in the dog days. It was extremely cool, and immediately agreed to the steward, determined to let the big apprentice practice hard.

However, in order to prevent those ignorant apprentices who are not good-looking, Yan Xici specially prepared a suit of equipment for the apprentice, and added the bead chain that was given earlier to withstand the blow of the Nascent Soul, ensuring that the apprentice must be completely tailed. Unscathed, and became the most shining one among the disciples.

And he himself, as Master Nascent Soul and the elder of the sect, only needs to act as a mascot in the rear and just walk through the scene.

However, there was finally something exciting to watch, and he wondered if the scene he had imagined in his mind could be realized with his own eyes.

Excited to think about it!

The author has something to say:

Yan Xici: I'm so excited, I'll soon see the hero being abused!

Ji Moze: Hehe (smile)

PS: Take a day off tomorrow and make some adjustments