The vicious master always loves to die

If it was just seriousness and an ominous premonition in his heart before, Ji Moze, after careful investigation, could hardly believe how bad the situation of the person in front of him was.

The soul is incomplete, and it may dissipate at any time, and the reason why he didn't notice it before was that there was a soul-gathering pearl hidden in the master's dantian, which barely condensed the soul to keep it lingering.But now, due to the lack of spiritual energy for a long time, the soul-gathering orb has dimmed a lot, and it seems that it may collapse at any time.

"How could this be?" Ji Moze's face was ugly. He had never noticed anything unusual about his master. When he was in the sect, his master never showed any abnormalities. Even in his last life... because he was blinded by hatred, So he was extremely merciless in his strikes, and he didn't realize that Master's spirit was already like a candle in the wind, crumbling.

Ji Moze increased the input of spiritual power, but it was completely useless, the master couldn't absorb the spiritual power at all.No matter whether it is crossed with the lips or poured directly, it has lost its effectiveness.

In order to prevent the master from getting weaker, those few soul nourishing pills were continuously fed into the master's mouth.Perhaps it was because of the bitterness of the pills, even in a coma, the master frowned at the bitterness of the medicinal liquid and resisted a little.

Thinking of the soul nourishing pill that the master once fed him, it was sweet, as if a large piece of honey had been melted in it, and it was so sweet.

By the way, Master has always been addicted to sweets, how can I feed Master the bitter pill...

He took out a cup of golden viscous syrup from Xumijiao, which he had specially prepared, and wanted to present the treasure to the master after returning to the sect, but he didn't have the chance later.

Dip some of the soul nourishing pill into the spiritual pulp, and put it back into the master's mouth.Perhaps it was because of the extra sweetness, this time Master ate it without any resistance, stretched his brows and eyes, and no longer resisted.

After feeding several soul-nourishing pills in a row, Ji Moze finally managed to stabilize the collapse of the soul. Ji Moze breathed a sigh of relief, hugged him in his arms, and greedily absorbed the cold fragrance of cedar on Master's body, as if he could feel at ease in this way.

No... the smell of Master...

Ji Moze frowned as he sniffed the faint smell.If he originally thought that the smell on Master's body was the cold fragrance of cedar, but now he suddenly realized that this smell is more similar to the smell of burnt Yinsheng wood.The yin tree, which is supposed to grow in the other side of the netherworld, is usually used to recruit the souls of the dead.Thinking of the Soul Gathering Orb in Master's dantian, Ji Moze suddenly had a terrible guess.

"Master..." The person in his arms moved slightly, as if he was about to wake up, Ji Moze hugged him, and then reached out to brush the hair scattered on his face.

"Get out..." Even though he was so weak, the first time the master saw him, he let out strong disgust and unconsciously trembled, and then reached out to push him away, but it seemed weak and caressing him.

"What did you feed me?" Master looked at him vigilantly, with a guarded look on his face. Even though his mouth was full of sweetness, Master felt that he was trying to harm him.

"Of course it's Master's favorite." Ji Moze smiled, let go of him gently, and left the couch under Master's guard against thieves, "Master must be hungry after sleeping for a long time. Master has prepared food, Master must like it."

Then, Ji Moze ordered Fu Ling to bring a jade dish filled with food overflowing with spiritual energy, and took it and put it aside.Seeing the master's eyes wandering around Fu Ling, he was confused for a while, shocked for a while, and the look in his eyes seemed to become very strange, which made Ji Moze laugh.

"This is my son, a weapon spirit that gathers the aura of heaven and earth." Ji Moze raised his hand to summon her so that the master could see the appearance of Fu Ling.In terms of appearance, Fu Ling is a little girl of three or four years old, with a big bun, Yuxue is extremely cute.However, after Master heard the word "Fu Ling", the strange expression disappeared, and he seemed very disappointed.

Seeing that Master lost interest, Ji Moze waved Fu Ling to retreat.Sure enough, seeing the little Loli pursed her mouth, gave him a sad look, and floated away like a ghost.

"Master, eat something. This apprentice specially found high-level spirit beast meat for you." The spirit-rich beast meat was grilled to half-cooked, sprinkled with seasoned grass sauce, exuding a rich aroma, and instantly fills the entire space.

Ji Moze sharply saw that Master's eyes lit up, obviously attracted by the smell of animal meat, but Master quickly turned his head away and sneered coldly, appearing to be very dismissive.

"Could it be that the master wants the disciple to feed it with his mouth?" Ji Moze pretended to be surprised, then put on a suddenly realized expression, and then made a gesture to pick up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, "I understand, disciple..."

"Shut up, don't eat, get out!" Sure enough, the master became angry with embarrassment, and his pale face became a little more bloody due to anger.

It was useless to object, Ji Moze picked up the piece of meat and brought it to Master's mouth, seeing that Master had stopped breathing, and with great difficulty turned his head away from looking at the piece of meat.

But at the moment, Master lacks spiritual energy in his body, these spirit beast meat contains extremely high spiritual energy, which is a great tonic for Master's body.So Ji Moze put the piece of meat in his mouth, grabbed the master's hands, and crossed the piece of meat without hesitation.

As the lips and teeth intersected, the fragrance of the gravy became stronger, and the strength of the master's struggle was much less, it seemed that he was attracted by the meat of the spirit beast.The spirit beasts raised in the sect cannot be slaughtered, presumably this is the first time Master has eaten such delicious meat.One piece after another, the pieces of meat containing spiritual energy entered the mouth, and the blood on Master's face became more and more rosy.

Ji Moze saw it, and finally let go of his heart.

"Well--"

Just when he was relieved, the master's face turned pale, and he vomited out all the pieces of meat he had eaten earlier. His whole body deteriorated visible to the naked eye, and he fell heavily on the bed, completely falling into a coma.

"Master!" Ji Moze turned pale with shock, and hastily input spiritual power.However, it was worse than before. At this time, the master seemed to be out of body, no matter how much spiritual power was poured in, there was no response.Seeing the master lying silently, his breath getting weaker and weaker, his spirit constantly escaping, his already cold body is now as cold as ice...

Ji Moze gritted his teeth, waved his hand to break through the void, then picked up the unconscious master and stepped into it. When he opened his eyes again, he had already returned to Xuantian Xianzong.

'Swah--'

As soon as he opened his eyes, a long sword stabbed at his face. Ji Moze dodged it, and saw the gentle head in the past glaring at him angrily, gnashing his teeth in hatred.

"Bastard, give me back my junior brother!" Feng Changrong glared at the person in front of him angrily, especially when he saw his junior brother dying.God knows how panicked he was when he found out that his junior brother had disappeared in the sect. If it wasn't for the fact that his junior brother's life lamp was still on to reassure him, he would go to heaven and earth to find out the person who abducted his junior brother and tear him into pieces!

Except for him and a few veteran-level elders, including the younger brother himself, they don't know that the younger brother can't leave the sect at all. If he stays away, he will definitely lose his mind!

During this period of time, although the spirit of the junior brother was weak, there was still a trace of connection, but in the past few days, he became weaker and weaker. Feng Changrong was terrified, but he couldn't find the younger brother anywhere.Until I found Elder Liu and repeated divination, it showed that the younger brother was fine, after that, the secret must not be leaked.

Seeing this person who appeared in the sect out of thin air, Feng Changrong was amazed, his appearance was exactly the same as the person in his memory.But then, his eyes focused on the comatose younger brother, and the dissipated vitality made him shudder.

"Uncle Master." Ji Moze pulled the person in his arms into his arms, and there was a breath of a Mahayana venerable around him, but it was enough to make everyone vigilant.

"You..." Feng Changrong looked at Ji Moze in astonishment, and suddenly became serious. At this moment, Ji Moze's aura was unfathomable, and he couldn't even see the opponent's cultivation level clearly.

"Master's body has suddenly declined, and his soul has collapsed. What is the reason for this?" Ji Moze had no intention of handing over the person, but hugged the unconscious master, and said in a low voice.

"Ji Moze..." For some reason, Feng Changrong's face twisted for a moment, and after staring at his face for a long time, he turned his head and said in a muffled voice, "Come with me."

Swinging away the other people who came, Feng Changrong took Ji Moze all the way to the main hall, his always smiling face was extremely gloomy.

After entering the apse, move forward all the way until you come to a hidden secret room that is imprisoned by layers of restrictions.Feng Changrong used the letter seal of the leader to open the restriction, then turned around and stretched out his hands, trying to take over the unconscious Yan Xici.

"Give him to me." Feng Changrong's eyes were burning. He had endured all the way, but this kid didn't know what to do, so he took a step back and refused.

"I'll do it." Ji Moze stared at Feng Changrong coldly. At this moment, he had already stripped off all his disguise to reveal his unruly side. In this world of cultivating immortals that respects strength, he doesn't need to humble himself at all.The reason why he has some respect for Feng Changrong is only because he is the senior brother of the master.

"You!" Feng Changrong gritted his teeth with hatred, but the current situation of the younger brother is too bad, if it is not dealt with as soon as possible, it may be too late.After taking a breath and holding back his anger, Feng Changrong brought them in with a fierce face.

In the huge stone room, there is a huge wooden coffin in the middle. The faint smell emanating from the stone room is very similar to that of the master.At the bottom of the coffin was a complicated and ancient formation of rune and seal carving, even Ji Moze couldn't see its effectiveness at a glance.

On the cage niche, there is only a thin cluster of flames left on a life lamp, which may be extinguished at any time.Looking at the life lamp, Ji Moze became more and more uneasy.

"Put the junior brother in, hurry up." Feng Changrong urged with a straight face, his eyes wide open, wishing he could make seventeen or eighteen holes in Ji Moze's body, but he still held back with difficulty, after all, the junior brother is more important now.

Ji Moze hugged him horizontally, and gently put him into the wooden coffin. At this time, the master's aura was already very weak, just like the life lamp that could be destroyed at any time, it was on the verge of falling.

After being placed in the wooden coffin, Feng Changrong not only intentionally or unintentionally, pushed the person away and put him on top.After seeing those bruises on his junior brother, he almost breathed a sigh of relief, and glared at the culprit fiercely, his face turned purple.

The formation was lit up, and countless auras condensed into thin threads and rushed towards the center of the formation. Countless lines lit up the originally dark coffin, and merged into the unconscious Yan Xici inside the coffin.

Afterwards, Feng Changrong ignited a pile of fine sawdust, and immediately exuded the same smell as Yan Xici.After doing all this, he was relieved when he saw that his junior brother's face was a little angry again. His whole body relaxed, and he stood up again after a while, and walked towards Ji Moze expressionlessly.

"I have nurtured my junior brother's soul for nearly a thousand years, and it was so easy to wake him up, but you ruined everything!" An iron fist aimed at Ji Moze's handsome and flawless face, and slammed it hard!

Punch and punch, punch to flesh.Feng Changrong knew that the cultivation level of the person in front of him today was beyond their comparability, but he was so aggrieved and angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger. Give me a beating!

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