The vicious master always loves to die

Master's words were decided in one word, and the three apprentices walked back dejectedly, arguing while walking.

"It's all senior brother, I told you to talk too much, it only takes a month." Qiu girl pouted and poked the seal dissatisfied.

"Junior Sister, you are too much, push me for everything." Xi Zhi muttered and complained, not daring to fight back.

Yu Bai followed behind, a little depressed, he managed to rebel once under Xizhi's prodding, and was caught by the master.Thinking of Xi Zhi's vow that the master would not leave the test before, he was only tempted for a while... It's all because of his lack of determination, he should be punished!

The three apprentices returned to their respective caves lazily, and began a three-month restraint.Although it is a foot ban, once you enter into meditation and retreat, the time of three months will pass by in a blink of an eye, and it is nothing at all.

Yan Xici felt extremely relieved when he looked at the big apprentice who was standing respectfully behind him all the time.Among all the disciples, only the eldest disciple is the most obedient and most sensible, he never loses the chain, he is simply a top student among the young disciples, a rising star of Xuantian Xianzong, with a bright future.As long as the sect is not destroyed by Ji Moze in the future, with the talent and savvy of the great apprentice, he will be able to transform into a baby and overcome the catastrophe in a short time, and maybe he will achieve Mahayana in the future.

It's a pity that he will die in more than ten years. It seems that he will not be able to enjoy the glory of his apprentice, nor will he be able to enjoy the filial service of his apprentice. Thinking about it, it is a bit of a loss, alas.

Lu Xingyao felt a little strange, why did the master retreat for several years... but the aura around him was almost the same as before, and there was no sign of advancement.Ever since he entered Master's sect, Master's cultivation has been at the middle stage of Nascent Soul, but now...it is still at the middle stage, so is it so difficult for a Nascent Soul cultivator to advance...

"Why are you in a daze?" Just as he was thinking wildly, a chestnut was lightly tapped on his forehead, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the master looking at him, with a faint expression on his face.

"Master..." The young man blinked and raised his hand to cover his forehead, "I know I was wrong."

Fortunately, the master didn't care about it, and said directly: "You are already a golden core, so you can go to the management office to get some duties, and you can go down the mountain to practice, which can improve your mood, and it's not good to stay in the cave to practice all the time. "

"Why doesn't master ever go down the mountain?" For some reason, Lu Xingyao opened his mouth to say this sentence, and just after he finished speaking, he saw that master's face turned cold, and he couldn't help regretting his overstepping.

Yan Xici sighed silently. Everyone knows that Elder Qing Ning lives in seclusion, but few people know that he cannot leave the sect. Although he does not know the specific reasons, his subconscious mind tells him that he cannot step out of the sect. restricted by something.

"Master, don't be angry, it's the disciple's fault, please punish me, Master."

Yan Xici hadn't said anything yet, but the eldest apprentice apologized with a face full of apology and regret, and he didn't know what he had imagined.

"Not angry." Yan Xici raised his hand and touched the big apprentice's head, with some difficulty, "Go back to practice, your realm has come to perfection, when you feel the bottleneck... you might as well go down the mountain to practice, maybe Then you can understand."

"Disciple obeys." Lu Xingyao nodded obediently, said nothing more, and obediently returned to the cave, obedient to the point of obedience.

It was a long time before the restrictions in Lu Xingyao's cave were turned on again, and Yan Xici summoned the flying sword and flew towards his cave.

It's been three years, and it's time for Ji Moze to come back from the Nether Realm, and it's time for him to make some preparations to 'welcome' Ji Moze's return.

Thinking of those aggrieved dreams, Yan Xici geared up and decided to give him a good look.

In the original book, after Ji Moze came out of the netherworld, the original body used a spirit lock ring to penetrate the luteal bone, imprisoned in a dark stone room and tortured day and night, whether it was physical or psychological torture.Regarding this point, Yan Xici intends to continue to use it, but he is not allowed to send people into the stone chamber. Instead, he decided to transform the practice room in the side room of the cave into a place of confinement, and torture him day and night, so that Ji Moze can hate him to the bone. A sword pierces the heart.

Originally, Yan Xici was not very familiar with formations and the like, but in the dream, he learned a lot from several formation masters. At this time, he is very familiar with the arrangement of the ultimate spirit formation, binding formation, etc. .In order to deal with ghosts, those monks tried their best to improve several formations, and they didn't hide their secrets. In order to better deal with ghosts, they also taught them to Yan Xici and his party who were present at that time.

At that time, he was poor, and he could arrange formations by relying on the broken weapons in twos and threes on his body, not to mention the fact that Xumi mustard is full of treasures now.

After wasting a lot of effort and turning the training room into a cage full of formations, Yan Xici heaved a sigh of relief, and decided to wait for Ji Moze quietly so that he could take action immediately.

It's just that when facing the sharpness of the iron hook on the spirit lock ring with a chilly atmosphere, thinking that this thing will penetrate the body, the flesh and blood will be bloody, and maybe it will pull out the valgus texture, revealing the white bones... plus This stone room was set up by him with an absolute spirit formation. Ji Moze was just an ordinary person with his cultivation base sealed, and such injuries would cause his body to deteriorate over time, his spiritual roots would be damaged, and his cultivation base would be completely lost.

Yan Xici hesitated for a long time, and then tore off the sharp iron hook that gleamed coldly, leaving behind a thick, long and heavy iron chain.

Well, that's fine.

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Nether world, deep in the hall.

Ji Moze slowly opened his eyes, and exhaled a strong spirit.

He sat cross-legged in the center of the formation, and countless auras rushed into his body, making his cultivation advance by leaps and bounds.Outside the formation, a thick, ink-like demonic energy circled around, covering the entire place, but was turned into spiritual energy by the formation and absorbed by Ji Moze, and the cycle repeated.

The Nether Realm is as dangerous as it is in memory, but when you come here again, you can control all the ghosts and evil spirits in the Nether Territory with a Boundary Token, so how can you be as embarrassed as before.

Stepping into the deserted palace in memory, it is as dilapidated and desolate as it used to be.Ji Moze has spent many years here, so he is not familiar with it.When he reactivated the formation and went to the place he had been to, and wanted to go to the place where the Phoenix Orb was found to confirm what, he found that the due restrictions had long since dissipated, and the place where the Phoenix Orb should have been protected by heavy restrictions , empty.

It's no wonder, after all, the beads are already in his hands... But the strange thing is, who released the restriction here, and who gave the Phoenix beads to Master?

The thought of other people entering here and his things being taken away by others made Ji Moze feel a little unhappy, but thinking that it was for the master, he calmed down again.What's more, Master gave him the Phoenix Orb.

Ji Moze rubbed the crystal beads in his hand, and the radiant light formed a barrier to resist the attack of the devil energy, so that he would not be taken advantage of by the devil energy.With the characteristics of the Phoenix Orb, coupled with the transformation of formations, and the blessing of experience from the previous life, his cultivation has improved rapidly, and it has long been different from the past.

Having the Tongjie Token is the owner of the Nether Realm. Ji Moze successfully refined the Tongjie Token after turning into a baby, and became the owner of this place. Unless he dies, no one can take this place power.

After a three-year separation, I don't know how Master is.

I remember that after he tried his best to reach the golden core, he couldn't wait to break through the space and wanted to return to Xuantianzong. He never expected that he would be surrounded by disciples as soon as he showed up, and that person...

Ji Moze stretched out his hand to stroke the back of his shoulder. The heart-piercing pain was not forgotten. Although he healed the injury later, he still could not forget the humiliation at that time.His spiritual power was taken away, and he was imprisoned in a dark and airtight stone room like an animal, and was tortured.

He should take revenge... Even if he starts over again... But the current master is different from that person back then, they are different.

Ji Moze held the phoenix bead, and on his chest was the beaded jade pendant given to him by his master, engraved with defensive formations, and in the mansion bound by his spiritual consciousness, there were also countless pills and instruments left by his master.

Master is different.

When he goes out, Master wonders if he will blame him, those treasures in the Nether Realm... If Master likes it, there is no harm in giving it to Master.

Maybe it's a re-experience of growing up again, Ji Moze felt that his mentality became a little impetuous, and even his dreams became more.He had dreamed of Master several times, but the appearance of Master in the dream was about the same age as him now.There was no sound in the dream, and I couldn't hear what the master was saying. I only remembered that the master would smile at him, show him a pleading look, and blush.

When he looked at the young master, the strong longing and impulse lingered all over his body, as if the treasure he had been longing for for a long time was lost and recovered, which made his mood intertwined with excitement and ecstasy, and he was extremely happy.

He remembered that he was taller than his master when he was a teenager, so he was able to hug and protect his master who was half a head shorter than him, but it was a pity that he couldn't feel the body temperature and smell in his dream, which made him feel lost after waking up.

Day after day, the endless anticipation made him gradually doubt whether the dream was real or false, but such a vivid master...he had never seen it before.

At the moment when the monk's residence bound in the sea of ​​consciousness was connected to the Nether Realm, Ji Moze knew that he could leave here at any time, and all the natural materials and treasures here could be used in one thought.

Summoning the refining Token, Ji Moze was ready, but he didn't know how... Master would welcome him this time.After suppressing the cultivation base to the golden core with different treasures, Ji Moze made repeated tricks to tear open the space.

In an instant, the sky trembled, the earth roared, and outside the deserted hall, the demonic energy surged and churned, and the ghost screamed. The demon soul looked at the deserted hall exuding bursts of terror, with fear and longing.

The sky suddenly tore a gap, and a figure disappeared after passing through the gap at an extremely fast speed.The crack exudes a strong smell of aura, attracting the surrounding ghosts to move around. They wait for an opportunity to pass through the gap, but the crack closes the moment they enter, and those ghosts turn into a cloud of magic mist and annihilate in the magic energy after making a piercing whistling sound. , could no longer condense.

At the same time, the monks of Xuantian Xianzong felt the distortion of a powerful force field in the sect, and they were about to penetrate the sect's formation and break through the defense.

The head of the sect, Feng Changrong, looked solemn, and immediately summoned his natal disk and galloped away, while other high-ranking monks in the sect rushed towards the space tear as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Yan Xici was killing time in the cave, when he suddenly felt the shock, he was stunned for a moment and immediately reacted.If he was not mistaken, such a big battle should be due to Ji Moze's return from the Nether Realm!

Thinking of this, he stepped on the flying sword and flew towards the destination at a speed of [-] miles per hour. He wanted to capture Ji Moze back before everyone else!

Streams of light flew by, and several Nascent Soul cultivators held weapons, aiming at the gap that was gradually being torn in the sky, not daring to let go, and waiting solemnly.Feng Changrong floated in mid-air on the frisbee, a little surprised, after all, this place is very close to the place where the apprentice of the junior disciple disappeared.

Sure enough, he soon saw the figure of his junior brother. He didn't come over, but stood far away, letting the strong wind formed by the tearing space roll up his sleeves, and his silver hair fluttered and fluttered in the strong wind.

"Out!"

"What? Demon?"

"Be careful--"

In the midst of the enemy, Ji Moze slowly stepped out of the crack in the space, and saw the master at the first sight.

"Master... I..."

Ji Moze just opened his mouth to call out the master, and wanted to get closer, but saw the master raised his hand, and an extremely clear voice came to his ears, without emotion——

"The traitor, Ji Moze, privately used the world decree to lead to another world, so it should be dealt with according to the patriarchal rules."

After finishing speaking, Ji Moze found that he was being illuminated by several formations, such as soul-locking, soul-locking, and restraint. Countless spiritual threads bound him in place, making him unable to move.

Looking at the master's icy face, he felt as if something in his heart was shattering inch by inch, and his whole body was soaked in ice water, soaked in cold, biting cold.

"Master..."

'Snapped--! The cheek was slapped hard, and Ji Moze's face was tilted to the side with great force, and his fair skin was instantly flushed.

"Don't call me Master." The white-haired fairy's eyes were indifferent, looking at him as if looking at a stranger, with a trace of disgust, "I don't have a traitor like you."

"Junior brother, this..." Feng Changrong flew over quickly, and was a little dazed when he saw Ji Moze who was restrained by layers of formations. Since the one who came out was the apprentice of the younger brother, it should be fine.But judging by the appearance of the junior, it seemed that he was so angry that he handcuffed the apprentice with the soul-stripping array.

"Senior brother, the unscrupulous apprentice Ji Moze has secretly swallowed the Tongjie Token and defected to the sect for several years. If the senior brother trusts me, I will handle it. I will return the Tongjie Token in the same way and give an explanation to the other immortal sects."

"Oh..." Feng Changrong was stunned for a moment, and then he opened his mouth to answer. Yan Xici got the answer, and changed his tactics, only to see that Ji Moze's body was haloed heavily, and after it dissipated, he was no longer there.

After successfully sending the person away, Yan Xici heaved a sigh of relief, this time he was finally on the hook.Then he nodded to the crowd, and quickly returned to the peak with his sword, ready to fill Ji Moze's hatred.

The light receded, and Ji Moze fell into a dark stone room. Various formations were engraved on the ground, which made him fall to the ground unable to move.The aura around him was stagnant, and his body was heavy, as if he had returned to the weak mortal period, and it also reminded him of all the tortures imposed on him in the stone room in his previous life.

"Heh...heh...yan! Xi! Ci! Hello, you are fine——"

Ji Moze's face was ugly, and his eyes seemed to be condensed by a storm. The disappointment of being deceived and the resentment he had encountered in his previous life smashed the only good things in his heart to pieces. He let out a low self-deprecating laugh and gritted his teeth.The combination of old and new grudges made him wish he could break free from the formation immediately, crush Yan Xici to pieces.

It's ridiculous that I would believe in such a despicable person, and expect him to be different from that person in the previous life!

How stupid!

Restrained by layers of formations, even if he had reached the Nascent Soul, he would not be able to break free for a while, which made Ji Moze even more tyrannical, and his killing intent towards Yan Xici reached its peak.

Yan Xici, damn Yan Xici!

Before he untied the formation, the restriction dissipated, and Yan Xici's indifferent face appeared, standing in front of him, looking down at him.And what he was holding in his hand was extremely familiar, it was the spirit ring that had locked him like an animal for several years in his previous life!

Ji Moze was terrified, and struggled even more. Once the spirit lock ring pierced through the pipa bone, his whole body cultivation would be suppressed, and even Nascent Soul would not be able to escape smoothly. Everything in the past is vivid in his mind!

'Snapped--! '

"What kind of eyes do you have?" Yan Xici slapped him coldly, without mercy.

Ji Moze could hardly suppress his tyranny. He faced Yan Xici's face with hatred, as if he wanted to stare at him through a big hole. If he hadn't suppressed his cultivation with a strange treasure before, why would he be in such a mess now.

Seeing that the spirit ring was getting closer, his eyes were tearing apart, and Yan Xici's face was getting closer and closer to him.

'Click——'

There was a crisp metal sound, and the neck was cold, as if something was wrapped around the neck.

Ji Moze lowered his head stiffly, only to see that the spirit ring did not penetrate the lute bone, but was firmly clasped around his neck.

The thick and heavy iron chains swayed, making metal crashing sounds, heavy but not painful.

The white-haired young man reached out and clasped his chin, with a sneering arc on the corner of his mouth: "The appearance of this beast suits you well." After speaking, he threw him aside forcefully.

After that, the man put the restraint back on and turned to leave.

Ji Moze lay in the center of the formation, feeling the empty spiritual power in his body and the cold black iron on his neck, for a long time, let out a deep smile, which grew bigger and bigger.

The author has something to say:

Ji Moze: So Master likes to play like this! (suddenly realize)

Little black house chain playget!

So this is all done by myself~~ hee hee hee