The vicious master always loves to die

Feng Changrong was more unlucky. When he was taking care of Ji Chuan, he was stabbed through the belly by Ji Chuan who was in a coma.

Fortunately, although Ji Chuan is also a Jindan, he is a Danxiu and is not good at fighting. If it were replaced by Yan Xici, the pain caused by the sword energy raging in his body would be enough for him to drink a pot.

Several people ate some healing pills, and their wounds healed a lot, and then they planned to search for the missing sword repairer.

Yan Xici also wanted to go, but was abruptly persuaded by Chu Mo's eyes full of worry and disapproval, especially after Mr. Chu and Mr. Wang whispered a few words, Mr. Wang looked at him as if he was looking at a dying patient , sighing with tears in his eyes.

Yan Xici;  …

So he was ordered to lie on the couch to recuperate, and asked Chu Mo to take care of him, and the other three searched various places together to find the whereabouts of Jianxiu.What Yan Xici was most suspicious of was the place where three people were lying there that Yan Xici and the two had seen in the backyard wing room.

The three of them rushed all the way to the backyard, and soon found the wing room where Feng Changrong and the others went.Different from what I saw yesterday, the door panel was shabby and hanging on one side, with huge cobwebs hanging on it, covered with dust.

"Is there someone here?" Wang Zhenren looked at Feng Changrong suspiciously, no matter how you look at it, this place is an abandoned house.

"The door was still fine when we came here yesterday!" Feng Changrong looked at it in shock, "Obviously the door is still fine, and the window is not broken... Where did this spider web come from, how did it become like this overnight?? "

If you get close, you can still smell the decay and musty smell coming from the house even with the aura barrier.

Feng Changrong became more and more confused. He clearly remembered that he came here yesterday, and it didn't have such a strong smell. Although this place is old, it is still a decent place.

In the dark wing room, someone could be vaguely seen lying there. Master Wang took out the magic weapon from the storage bag to input spiritual power, and soon the magic weapon emitted bursts of light to illuminate the surroundings.

What Feng Changrong said was not bad, there were indeed people lying in the wing room, not three people, but four people.Three of them were the ones I saw yesterday, but at this time they were already shriveled corpses, without a sound.

The covering of layers of phantoms has faded away, and the most original appearance has been restored.These three mummies were clearly wearing the uniforms of Yunxiao Xianzong's disciples.As for the newly added person, it was Master Ren who had mysteriously disappeared before.

Wang Zhenren and the others hurried over to investigate, and found that Jianxiu was lying there unconscious, unable to wake up no matter what.His face was blue and gray, his body was like a block of ice, but he was still breathing.

Wang Zhenren had a serious face, and used his spiritual sense to investigate, but his face became more and more gray, and finally became depressed with the naked eye.

"Brother, what's the matter?" Ji Chuan was still a little weak, he asked anxiously, and kept patting Jianxiu.

"Junior Brother Ren..." Wang Zhenren seemed to have been drained of energy, and instantly weakened. He continued after a while: "I can't detect his soul... Divine consciousness..."

The unfinished meaning changed the faces of the other two people. The monks forged their bodies and practiced their souls. The higher the level, the stronger their souls.When transforming pills into babies, the mind and soul are reshaped, condensed into babies, and if the soul is immortal, it is eternal life.

Now, in just one night, the sword cultivator's spirit dissipated, leaving only his body alive.

"It must be that ghost... who killed Master Uncle Ren." Feng Changrong lowered his head, blaming himself, "If I could have noticed the abnormality more carefully yesterday, maybe..."

"It has nothing to do with you. This demon's methods are treacherous and changeable. If you and Xici hadn't been vigilant, I'm afraid the few of us would have been swallowed up in our sleep." Wang Zhenren sighed. Last night was extremely dangerous. It's a great fortune to stand here... The three corpses next to them must be the disciples who stayed here to communicate with them before, but they were one step too late and were killed.

After comforting Feng Changrong, Master Wang sighed silently, this person who has not succeeded in his mission has already lost his hands.I also need to send a message to the head to inform Yun Xiaozong of the matter, and at the same time send more people. It seems that this place is much more dangerous than imagined.

After a lot of tossing in that room, the atmosphere in this room is warm.

While Yan Xici was lying down, Master Chu was busy looking for clean tea bowls everywhere, and made a bowl of medicinal powder for him to get rid of the 'residual poison'.The wound on his body has already healed, leaving only a tender new scar, which will heal soon, but Uncle Chu seemed very dissatisfied, so he took another good pill, smashed it in a bowl, and applied it to the wound speed up healing.

"Uncle Chu, I really..." Before he could say the word "nothing", a bowl of hot tea was brought to his mouth, with a sweet fragrance.

"Drink some tea, I put some fragrant honey so that it won't feel bitter."

All kinds of pills were fed into the mouth, and Uncle Chu seemed to know that he was addicted to sweets. After eating, he would feed him a mouthful of sweet tea to relieve the not-so-bitter taste of the medicine.

When Wang Zhenren and his party returned, Yan Xici's injuries had completely healed, except for the occasional headache, he was extremely healthy.On the contrary, the faces of the few people who went out to investigate were not very good, and Master Ren did not come back together.

Several people were a little silent, even Feng Changrong, who was usually noisy, seemed very depressed, and shrank aside and had nothing to say.

Chu Mo was invited to the side by Wang Zhenren, talking in a low voice about the anomaly in the northern border, hoping that Chu Mo could leave first and inform the other major sects of the anomaly here as soon as possible.

The shattering of the restriction was of great importance, which made Wang Zhenren aware of the seriousness of the matter. Jindan Daoist's spirit dissipated in a short period of time, and the strange ghost's cultivation was so high, he must have practiced some strange skills.

"Junior Brother Chu, there are many dangers here, and you are even more dangerous here alone. If you are besieged by that ghost at night..." Wang Zhenren tried his best to persuade Chu Mo to leave. .

"Senior Brother Wang, don't worry about me. I have prepared for the danger here. Although I am weak, I have many ways to save my life." Ji Moze remained calm. His identity as a disciple of the Medicine Sect is true, but Chu Mo of the Medicine Sect It's just an ordinary Jindan real person, he just borrowed his name.The reason for borrowing this person is because this person has been closed for a long time in order to transform into a baby, and he seldom travels outside, which is more convenient for him to do things.

Wang Zhenren couldn't persuade them with all his words, so he had to give up, and they couldn't easily enter the northern border before the reinforcements came, fearing that the fate of the entire army would be wiped out.After thinking about it, I decided to find another safe place and wait for the backup to arrive.

In fact, the high-level ghost has been beaten to death by Ji Moze, and the remaining low-level ghosts are useless, and they can be blocked by setting restrictions.But Wang Zhenren and the others didn't know, they were worried, thinking that the weird ghost must be hiding in the dark and taking the opportunity to watch, and it would definitely come back at night when the devilish energy was rampant.

So they buried the corpses of those Yunxiao Sect disciples, and left the inn with the still alive body of Ren Zhenren, intending to return to a safe place, and finally found a grotto, and temporarily settled down.In order to prevent ghosts from attacking, Wang Zhenren did not dare to be careless, and arranged several layers of formations one after another to guard this place strictly.Not only that, Master Wang also forged day and night, refining the treasures of heaven and earth that he was reluctant to use into various defensive magic weapons, and then armed everyone.

After learning about the situation here, several major sects quickly sent several monks here, including more than a dozen Nascent Souls and a cultivator at the Transformation Stage, just to prevent such a situation from happening again.After knowing that those ghosts can break the restriction, the Wuji Sect, who is a master of formations, specially sent several monks who are proficient in formations to build a safe place for everyone.

Ji Moze had no intention of showing his face in front of the crowd, and after Yan Xici's injuries were fine, he found an excuse to leave on another day, so as to stagger with other sect monks.

In this regard, although Wang Zhenren was relieved, he also felt a little regretful. In the past few days, Chu Mo has helped them a lot, but they have nothing to repay.But when the danger came at night here, one of the stronger combatants had already been folded, and the remaining two had just recovered.

Although the past few days have been calm, but every night, Wang Zhenren is very worried, for fear that there will be another "surprise attack" that will catch them off guard.However, in the next few days, apart from the occasional ghosts showing up outside the forbidden barrier and barking their teeth and claws, they couldn't get in at all.

After Yan Xici repeatedly emphasized that he was fine, he strongly demanded that it was finally his turn to be on duty, and it also allowed Wang Zhenren and the others who had been on guard for several days to finally take a breath to recover their spiritual power.Feng Changrong originally wanted to be on duty with his younger brother, but Chu Mo took the job away, saying that he had worked too hard before, so he might as well have a good rest tonight.

Over the past few days, staying in the grottoes, eating in the wind and sleeping in the open, a few people are rough, and Feng Changrong, who is often on duty outside, even if he wraps his whole body with spiritual power, he can't stop the scorching sun from turning him into a 'plateau red'. Standing with the white Yan Xici, the contrast is particularly cruel.

"Senior brother," Yan Xici looked at Feng Changrong, who was a lot darker, and those two red lumps, trying to hold back a smile, "You've worked hard these few days, so leave the rest to us."

"Xiaoxiaoxiao... let you laugh!" Feng Changrong stretched out his hand and squeezed his junior brother Bai Nen's cheek sadly, "If something happens, don't be brave, your injury is still unhealed..."

"I'm really fine." Yan Xici rubbed his blushing face, "Thanks to Uncle Chu, I've almost recovered."

"It's so kind, Master Chu is so kind to you, so good that you even forget about me, senior brother." His tone was sour, full of jealousy.

Yan Xici: ...

"Is it bad for you? Then you spit out all the pills that Master Chu gave you." Yan Xici sneered, stretched out his hand to pinch back, and added a touch of color to the plateau red, the red gradient.

Ji Moze stood not far away, with a smile on his mouth, watching the interaction between the two seniors, his eyes turned cold, if it wasn't for Feng Changrong's death that would make the master sad... Ji Moze took a deep breath, let his thoughts churn After calming down, he opened his eyes again, and he had regained Chu Mo's gentle appearance.

After the two teachers and brothers played around, Feng Changrong was pushed to rest, while Yan Xici stayed outside, on duty for everyone.

In the middle of the night in the desert, the frost was unbearable, even though he had spiritual protection, Yan Xici was still shivering from the night wind.

"Nephew, come here, the wind is less here." Ji Moze took out a cloak from his sumeru bag, put it on Yan Xici's body, and wrapped it tightly around him, explaining, "This cloak I bought it casually when I was traveling, but I didn’t expect it to work just right.”

"What about you, Master?" Yan Xici was not polite, he was indeed terribly cold, but Chu Mo gave him the cloak, isn't he cold?

"I'm fine...cough!" Ji Moze smiled softly, then turned his head away, covered his mouth and coughed lightly.

"Uncle, you haven't completely dispelled your demon energy, so don't force it." Yan Xici was wrapped in a cloak, reluctant to part with the warmth, but even more embarrassed to let Chu Mo suffer from the cold.In order to save him, the other party disregarded his safety and talked to each other...to pull out the magic energy for him, so as to save him from the pain of being cut by a knife, he must be quite weak now, maybe colder than himself.

"Uncle... if you don't mind... we wear it together?" Yan Xici greeted him as he lifted the side.

The temperature at night was comparable to winter, and it was often rainy and windy. It was really uncomfortable to stay outside for a long time. The cloak was so big that it was more than enough to cover two people.

"This..." Ji Moze thought for a while as if he was a little embarrassed, and finally laughed, "Then I would like to thank my nephew for his kindness."

With a thick cloak to cover him, it was finally much better. Yan Xici cheered up and guarded against the threats lurking in the dark around him.

"I will be away for two days, and I don't know what to do to see you later."

When Yan Xici heard Master Chu speak, he turned his head and looked over, and then saw Master Chu looking sideways at him with a gentle smile.

"Ah... um... I know, Uncle Bai said it." Yan Xici responded, feeling a little annoyed for some reason.

"Originally, I should have stayed and contributed to the ban on the northern border, but something happened suddenly..." Ji Moze sighed softly, showing a guilty look, "but I hope I can also contribute, at least... I won't let you You suffer through these pains."

Yan Xici looked at the other party suspiciously, and then saw Chu Mo take out a bead emitting a faint light from his sumeru bag and hand it over.

Yan Xici's eyes widened, almost staring out of their sockets.Wait, this bead looks familiar!

The beads are as transparent as crystals, and the inside is golden and red mixed together like magma flowing, this, this, this!Isn't this a phoenix bead? ! !

Seeing Yan Xici's cute face with wide-eyed eyes and open mouth in a daze, Ji Moze couldn't help laughing, he stuffed the bead into Yan Xici's hand, and said, "This is called the Phoenix Bead, it's me... ...The treasure I got by accident, I can come here safely because of it. Don't underestimate this bead, it can resist the attack of evil energy for you..."

Yan Xici couldn't hear what was said next, his head was buzzing, all his attention was on this bead.It turns out...it turns out that the phoenix bead in his mustard was given to him by Mr. Chu...After going around and going around, he gave it to the hero Ji Moze hundreds of years later. Although he is not the same person as Mr. Chu, he is born exactly the same. Could this be...fate?

Ahh... he's confused.

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