The vicious master always loves to die

The dream this time was also very lengthy. Yan Xici seemed to have experienced adolescence again, growing up and experiencing together with Feng Changrong, who had the same youthful heart, defending against enemies, escaping, and jumping around.

In the sect, there is an unreliable master who retreats if he disagrees with each other; there is also a junior brother who speaks out of the air, who hangs behind the two of them like a small tail all day long, and can't get rid of it even if he shakes it.

The huge sect has a total of hundreds of people. You are poor and I am even poorer. The disciples of the sect have to run around for the spirit stone every day. They work hard to kill strange beasts, pull their hairs, pull their teeth, saw horns and get scales, in exchange for the spirit stones to support the sect. .

Compared with the boring life of the rich and noble Master Yuanying, although the dream was poor, it was so beautiful and fulfilling that Yan Xici was reluctant to wake up.Go wherever he wants, eat whatever he wants, carry the sword to break the falsehood and evil, and travel thousands of miles with the sword, the refreshing feeling of becoming stronger and unrestrained freedom makes him addicted.

If this is not a book, if he is not the established cannon fodder, maybe he will be happy to live in this world.

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Yan Xici was lying on the roof of the main hall of Yunjian Peak, the highest peak of the sect, slowly licking the dragon beard candy bought at the market down the mountain in his mouth, clasped his hands behind his head as a pillow, and looked at the clouds in the sky. , Erlang's upturned legs were shaking and shaking.

As the elder Yuanying, he must be cautious in his words and deeds, and he must set an example in front of several apprentices. His words and deeds must conform to the "personal design". Such a relaxed and comfortable posture can only be unscrupulous in dreams.

"Brother!"

A young boy's crisp voice came from his ear, and not long after, the little boy with red lips and white teeth climbed up with difficulty. It was Ye Yixuan, the cheap junior brother.At this time, Ye Yixuan had grown up a lot, and the eleven or twelve-year-old child was about the same age as Ji Moze.

"Niudan, what do you want from me?" Yan Xici lazily chewed the sugar in his mouth until the sweet taste filled his mouth, and then he responded.

"Brother, I don't call you by that name anymore!" Ye Yixuan protested loudly with a face full of embarrassment when his senior brother choked on his mouth.

"Really? I like this name better, it's so nice." Yan Xici teased the little junior with a smirk, and laughed even more when he saw him jumping in a hurry.

It is said in the original book that Master Hongxuan has a cold personality, but after getting along with him, no matter whether it is Master Hongxuan who has reached the realm of becoming a god, or the Niudan junior brother who just jumps around in front of him, there is no way to get along with 'Gao The word "cold" has something to do with it.

She was so cute when she was a child, like a New Year's doll, and she is not bad now. Although she is not as delicate as Ji Moze, she is very lively and cute.

Thinking of the pitiful and miserable appearance of the little hero when he was a child, the chubby face in front of him made people want to knead even more.

So Yan Xici got up, stretched out his hand, and mercilessly aimed at the fleshy face of his junior brother, rubbing his hands together, rounded and flattening them, the soft feel can only be matched by Xizhi's chubby face Compare.

"Brother hiss, hiss...it hurts..." Ye Yixuan's face was deformed by rubbing, his mouth was squeezed into a grunt, and he struggled to speak.

"What do you want from me?" Yan Xici asked while rubbing.

"Hiss, hiss... waves come... oh!"

"Master is out?" Yan Xici asked while rubbing his junior brother's face, and began to think after getting affirmation.Usually, the master retreats when he has nothing to do. If he leaves the seclusion, he must have something to do, and most likely he has to go down the mountain.

At the thought of being able to go out wandering again, Yan Xici was instantly overjoyed.

Finally pinched the younger brother's face, and after the younger brother cried out in grief, Yan Xici jumped off the roof with the younger brother in his arms, and casually summoned the flying sword to fly to the main hall where the master was.

He and Feng Changrong successively completed the golden elixir. Feng Changrong prepared the materials for making the natal sword early on, and he didn't want to work hard in the dream, so he chose the salted fish posture to muddle through.Anyway, it's a dream, it doesn't matter if he doesn't work hard, as long as the spirit stones are enough to spend!

After many times of practice in the dream, his sword control skills have become more and more proficient. He who originally only dared to take [-] steps, now dares to move forward with a hundred steps, enjoying the pleasure of a "swirling sword".

And the junior brother who had not yet established his foundation hugged his waist, screaming in fright, not at all the appearance of the "cold, indifferent, and talented" genius sword cultivator in the original book.

Junior brother is really fun, much more fun than apprentice Jiaohua who always has tears in his eyes and looks aggrieved!

Speaking of waking up from the dream this time, could it be three years later?If that's the case, then he only needs to do his duty, torture Ji Moze, let him wipe away the last bit of admiration and admiration for his master, and after he is completely blackened, he can wait for death with peace of mind.

Because of the fast speed, they arrived at the main hall in less than half a stick of incense, and then went in together with the younger brother by the collar.

"Master, I'm coming!" Ever since meeting with Master before, Yan Xici was completely at ease, and acted freely and boldly.Yiqingzi practiced free-range teaching for his apprentices. Except for the young apprentices, the other two apprentices let them grow freely, very freely.

In Yan Xici's memory, there are so many dreams, it can be said that he has only seen the master five or six times.

Whenever Feng Changrong was crying poorly, he couldn't help complaining about this Buddhist master.In such a huge sect, there are no more than a hundred people including the head, one person is more than enough for a single peak, and many peaks with abundant spiritual energy are empty.

The master has a good face and is honest and upright. He has always taught them not to commit despicable activities such as killing and seizing treasures, nor to take advantage of the fire to rob and seek personal gain by taking advantage of others' danger.Although Yan Xici really appreciates Master's integrity in this chaotic time...but Master obviously wants to earn a lot of spirit stones, it is always out of face, and it is clear that he asked them to go down the mountain to kill the evil beasts in order to obtain the alchemy. They didn't mention the materials of the equipment and pharmaceuticals, and they obviously asked them to hunt down and kill the magic cultivator who caused the disaster to earn rewards. The door is to maintain the justice of the cultivation world, the blood is on the top, the righteousness is surging, and everything is solved with 'no money'.

If it wasn't for Feng Changrong's bald mouth to expose Master's true thoughts, I am afraid that the sect will become poorer and poorer, and even can't afford spiritual rice and spiritual vegetables, let alone high-level materials for refining weapons and rare spiritual plants for alchemy. up.

I don't know what happened later, Feng Changrong became the head of the sect, leading the Xuantian Immortal Sect to prosperity, but the master Yi Qingzi... fell in the millennium.Perhaps it was because of the chaotic war in the Three Realms, or because of the failure of crossing the catastrophe, after Yan Xici crossed over, Feng Changrong had never heard Feng Changrong mention Master Yi Qingzi.

Feng Changrong arrived one step ahead of them. At this time, he was standing beside the master obediently listening to the training. When he saw Yan Xici and them, he secretly winked at them and made faces.

"Xici, Yixuan, come here." The master had already noticed that the other two apprentices were coming, he waved with a smile, and let them come over, "Let me see how much my cultivation has increased recently."

Yi Qingzi glanced at the little apprentice first, and was very satisfied: "Yixuan has improved again, and I must have established a foundation when Master comes out of retreat next time."

"Yeah!" Ye Yixuan smiled happily after being praised by the master.

"Come, come, Xici, come to my teacher." After praising the little apprentice, Yi Qingzi said gently, and let the second apprentice go.

Yan Xici was a little dawdling, although it was a dream, although the master would not see that he was not the deity, but he always felt that something was awkward, and wasn't this his usual line to several apprentices.

But no matter how slow it is, it has to pass.Yan Xici walked up to Yiqingzi, and stretched out his hand reluctantly.

"Not bad, not bad, cultivation base is on par with Chang Rong." Yi Qingzi looked at Yan Xici with a smile, but didn't let go.

"Master?" Yan Xici raised his head, seeing the meaningful expression on Master's expression, he couldn't help his heart skipping a beat.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to grow so big in the blink of an eye. Both you and Chang Rong have successfully condensed the golden core... It stands to reason that you should be able to stand on your own."

It turned out to be for this matter!Yan Xici immediately felt relieved, Qiqi Ai said: "The way it is now...it's pretty good, if we leave, Niu... Junior brother will cry alone."

"Master, don't you want to drive me and my junior brother out of the school?" Feng Changrong was shocked, "We, we are still children!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yi Qingzi reprimanded softly, "When did the teacher say that he would drive you away?"

After scolding Feng Changrong, Yi Qingzi turned his head to look at Yan Xici, with deep thought in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

"Master, I came to you this time to tell you that I received a message from Yunxiaozong, saying that the barrier of the abyss in the northern realm was broken..." Yiqingzi sighed as he looked at the ignorant expressions of the two apprentices. The tone continued: "The Abyss of the Northern Territory is a place of bitter cold, located in the polar region... Few people come to it on weekdays, but that place is the gate leading to the nether world."

Ghost?Yan Xici raised his eyes in astonishment. If he remembered correctly, the place where the Token of Opening Worlds in the Demon Refining Tower went was exactly the Nether Realm.It is said that there are many dangers and murderous intentions inside. Ji Moze was coveted by those ghosts and spirits inside, and was almost taken over by his body. Later, he exploded with great potential to kill those ghosts at the very moment, and he survived by luck.

In the nether realm, there are ghosts and ghosts... Yan Xici's face turned blue.

Isn't that... a ghost...

Yan Xici stiffened at the thought of facing those A Piao who were bleeding from seven holes and dying in various ways.

However, the master's order is hard to do. If the gate of the underworld is opened and those evil spirits come out, not only ordinary people will suffer, but even monks will find it difficult to resist the erosion of ghosts.

This time, all the monks dispatched by the party were monks who had attained the Golden Core cultivation level and above, and Feng Changrong and Yan Xici, who happened to be the Golden Core Dacheng, were the first candidates to bear the brunt.

I don't want to go!Yan Xici was sweating all over, he could do anything, but this...he...he couldn't do it!

"Slaying monsters, destroying evil, eliminating demons and defending the way is our responsibility!" Feng Changrong rubbed his hands excitedly, and summoned his newly built natal sword to show off, "Let me use mine Sword, come and defend the peace between the immortal and mortal realms!"

Yan Xici: ...

Know how to understand, spend a lot of money to build a weapon, no matter how you have to take it out to fiddle with it.But he is different, he just came to live a happy life in the dream, not to see the ghost...

However, Feng Changrong didn't give him a chance to speak. He put his arms around Yan Xici's neck, full of enthusiasm: "Junior brother has always been warm-hearted and superb in swordsmanship. With the joint efforts of our senior brothers and sisters, ghosts and ghosts will be killed." Under the sword!"

Who are you?Who are you talking about?Who will kill ghosts with you?I dont go……

"As expected of my proud disciple." Master Yi Qingzi showed a gratified smile, "This time Yunxiaozong sent several people from the sect to support, although our Xuantianzong has a small number of people, we can't lose to them. He is the one I have high hopes for." The subtext is that the two of you represent my face, and when you go this time, you must let Yunxiaozong know that our Xuantianzong is full of talents, and one of them can stand up to the three of them!

Yan Xici: ...

The utter refusal was abruptly choked back by the master's words!

what to do?What else can I do?Bite the bullet!

Five Golden Core cultivators of Xuantianzong went forward together, including the future Elder Wang, the current Master Wang, Jianxiu Yan Xici, and another Danxiu.This is also the most "face-to-face" combination of Xuantian Sect so far. After all, the entire sect only has eight Golden Elixirs, three Nascent Souls, and two Transformation Spirits.

Dilemma between advance and retreat, save face.

Yan Xici put on a dull face, and was dragged away by the frightened Feng Changrong to bid farewell to his master and junior brother, and went back to the cave to organize his belongings, and took the pills he had bought in the Xunzhen Pavilion with him, and followed Everyone went to the abyss of the north together.

Maybe...it's not so scary?As a sword cultivator, how could he be afraid of those ghosts?

With the long sword in hand, I have the world...

Yan Xici clenched the long sword in his hand, regretting for the first time, why he wasted a lot of spirit stones on eating, drinking and having fun, instead of creating a peerless great sword for himself that can break emptiness and cut off evil spirits with one sword .

good!back!regret!

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