I heard Master doesn't love me

Lu Ji was still digesting what he just said, when he suddenly heard Taibai's chuckle, and looked at her suspiciously.Seeing this, his pupils shrank.

I saw that the illusory white light all over Taibai's body turned into a purple-blue flame.She stood there, smiled and said to Lu Ji: "A remnant soul, powerless. If you are reborn to practice, there shouldn't be much shortage of spiritual power, Taoism, and Taoism. So, let me give you a fortune."

She looked at Lu Ji with hope, and murmured to herself: "Lu Ji...you don't work hard...how long can Zhang Wen live...1 years...it's too long...not to mention, Weng Tongyu is gone ..."

The Qinglian knife in Lu Ji's hand began to grow bigger and longer, piercing his palm, and all the blood that flowed out flowed to the blade of the Qinglian knife, and was absorbed by the knife again, emitting a green light.

With the other hand, Lu Ji grasped the handle of the Qinglian knife vigorously, trying to pull it out, but it was useless.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, the vast and boundless sea began to rotate, slowly turning into a vortex.A dull blue light came out of the whirlpool, and a knife could be vaguely seen inside.The blade is smooth and thick, and countless magic circles are engraved densely, linking together to form a complex magic circle covering the entire blade.

The magic circles began to glow one by one, and after all the magic circles were connected, the light went out in an instant.

Qinglian knife fell straight into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Lu Ji lost too much blood, his palms were so painful that he felt numb, and the movement of his sea of ​​consciousness made him have a splitting headache, and the dormant magic veins were about to move again.

He suddenly thought of his master in a blur of consciousness...

On the Tai Chi stage, Xuan Ji had been suspended in mid-air for seven years.During this period, the various trial disciples successively appeared in the Taibai Dreamland.Even Lu Tianyuan came out two years ago, but Lu Ji showed no sign of coming out at all.

Xuan Ji lowered his eyes, looked at the red pattern on his palm, pursed his lips and remained silent.

The air suddenly vibrated, tearing a crack, and a green light spot drilled out of it, spun a few times in the air, and shot towards Xuan Ji precisely.

Xuan Ji raised his hand, and the light spot fell into his palm, turning into a letter.

The inscription on the cover is: Daozhen.

Xuan Ji unfolded it with a smile on his face, and read it carefully:

【Master:

Zhanxinjia!

The sea of ​​East Pole has already begun to fight, and the disciple doesn't want to get involved, so he left East Pole three years ago, detoured southwest, and went to the Great Compassion Temple.

I heard that Master Wuyuan held a seminar on Buddhism and Taoism in advance.How could Daozhen miss such a grand event?

I ran into Junior Brother Weiqing on the road, and I heard that the Master accepted two Junior Brothers.Daozhen has traveled for many years and gained a lot, so he just gave it to his juniors as a meeting gift.

Daozhen waited quietly in Dabei Temple. 】

Xuan Ji finished reading and collected the letter.He thought for a while in silence, then he replied with his fingers.

After a while, a ray of light penetrated into the space crack and disappeared.

Xuan Ji slowly closed his eyes.

"Ding--"

Xuan Ji opened his eyes abruptly, and he took out a plant from his bosom, with a bell hanging on it.At this time, it was ringing loudly.

He crushed the bell, stood up, and the red mark on his palm glowed red.

The pink vortex slowly swirled around him, but there was a faint feeling that it was about to dissipate uncontrollably.The pink color is getting deeper and deeper, the vortex is getting bigger and bigger, the color is close to red, occupying the entire Tai Chi platform.

Xuan Huo's exasperated voice came from mid-air: "Junior brother! No! Today's dream can only accommodate Jindan—"

Before he could finish speaking, the red light dissipated, revealing the empty Tai Chi platform.

"Teacher—ah~"

Xuan Huo landed on the Tai Chi platform and sighed.

"Peace!"

Master's voice suddenly came from all around, and a familiar spiritual power poured in from behind him.

The spiritual power flowed continuously in Lu Ji's body, slowly mobilizing his spiritual veins, and then entered the magic veins, filling them with magic veins.

The demon veins faintly repelled it, but also greedily inhaled spiritual power to strengthen its own strength.This conflict of repulsion and absorption tortured Lu Ji's body into convulsions, as if every bone was burning.

"Hold on! Dao Yi!"

Lu Ji closed his eyes, sweating profusely, and clenched his teeth.

When he was in a daze, he felt a hand forcefully stuff something into his mouth, but he clenched his teeth in pain, and the hand could only return in vain.

Then he felt his jaw snap open and something sent a plant in against his lips.Unfortunately, he couldn't chew at all.Later, the plant withdrew again, and after a while a mass of debris pushed in.

Lu Ji's chin was firmly pinched, and the lump of residue was stuffed into his throat.During this period, the softness of the pushing residue brushed his teeth and scratched his tongue from time to time.

The residue was pushed in.

The hand holding his chin loosened slightly.

Lu Ji bit down vigorously, a bloody smell spread between his lips and teeth, and then his jaw was pinched again.Something withdrew from his mouth, the strength on his jaw was withdrawn, and Lu Ji clenched his teeth tightly again.

Both debris and blood played a role.The majestic vitality nourishes the landing pole.Under the harmony of the gentle healing vitality, the magic vein finally absorbed the spiritual power steadily.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Ji woke up.

He found that he was half lying in someone's arms, and someone's breath came from his hair, spraying his broken hair.

His left hand was held tightly by Qinglian Dao with one hand, and his right hand pinched a man's thigh forcefully.

He looked up calmly, and saw a face he had been dreaming of.

His master was closing his eyes and pursing his lips tightly, surrounded by imperceptible spiritual fluctuations.

Master is adjusting breath.

Xuan Ji opened his eyes.

He looked down at Lu Ji, and asked, "You... hiss..."

Xuan Ji just said a word, then suddenly stopped.

He wrinkled slightly, and continued to ask: "Is it okay?" He cherished words like gold and spoke slowly.

Lu Ji closed his eyes leisurely, shrank his whole body into Xuan Ji's arms, and said with a whirlwind voice: "Master...Master, disciple...Spiritual power...is exhausted."

Xuan Ji's spiritual power entered Lu Ji's body again, mobilizing the abundant spiritual power in Lu Ji's body.Then, he looked at Lu Ji lightly.

Lu Ji tilted his head slightly, facing Xuan Ji's neck, his right hand that had been pinching Xuan Ji's thigh relaxed, and seemed to be stroking gently.

He said weakly: "Master... this disciple has no strength."

Xuan Ji withdrew the hand that was holding Lu Ji's left hand, and put the other hand that was on Lu Ji's back together on Lu Ji's shoulder.

He said slowly and softly: "Are you getting up by yourself or am I tearing you out?"

Lu Ji wiped his lips against Xuanji's neck very quickly, then quickly got up, and half-kneeled to salute Xuanji: "Thank you, Master, for saving me."

He raised his head quietly, and found that the master was kneeling and his white clothes were in a mess.

Xuan Ji stood up and cast a spell on the two of them respectively.

After the two of them had a new look, Jing Ling suddenly appeared and said with a cold face: "The real man forced his way in, and the dream is already on the verge of collapse. Qinglian Dao has now recognized the owner of Daoist Lu Ji, and he has also eaten the Dream Soul Flower. Both of you , please leave as soon as possible.”

Xuan Ji nodded, and left the hall indifferently.

Just as Lu Ji was about to follow, Jing Ling held a book and stopped him, saying: "This is the book that Master gave to fellow Taoist Lu Ji."

Lu Ji took the book and found that it was "The Overbearing Sovereign's Cold-hearted Alchemist".

With a paralyzed face, he accepted the Qiankun Ring, thanked him, and left.

Lu Ji touched the hand that was holding the Qinglian knife before, and there was a bruise on it, which was in the shape of a hand.

He frowned: Master held it really hard.

If only I could hold him that hard.He thought a little extravagantly.

After the two left one after another, Jing Ling knelt down in front of the strange chair and cried bitterly: "Master..."

Lu Ji walked out of the palace gate, and found his master standing in front of a large piece of desolation, with a tall and straight figure, showing stubbornness and... loneliness for no reason.

He clenched his fists and stepped forward quickly, just wanting to insert that scene.

Seeing Lu Ji, Xuan Ji hummed, the imprint on his palm glowed, and another ball of pink light surrounded the two of them.

On the Tai Chi stage, the disciples and the master who had already come out were waiting eagerly.

As soon as the light group appeared, everyone dispersed in all directions.

Xuan Ji and Lu Ji appeared.

When Xuanji's feet landed on the ground, he moved his tongue lightly, frowning slightly in pain.

Three months later, on Wangxuan Peak, Xuanji was teaching Zou Wuyi.

Lu Ji suddenly walked in from the outside.

Xuan Ji glanced at him sideways, and nodded in satisfaction: "It's very good to form an alchemy in one fell swoop."

Xuanji said to Zou Wuyi again: "I'm here today, you can go back and think about it, the spirit veins and the spirit roots complement each other, don't take one lightly than the other."

Zou Wuyi nodded yes, and bowed to leave.

Lu Ji sat down and stared at Xuan Ji.

Xuanji said: "This time you formed the alchemy, what happened to the spirit vein and the magic vein? Is there any difference in the golden alchemy?"

Although Lu Ji, who is tall and tall, is only nineteen now, he is tall and has long legs, and his body proportions are excellent.His face lost its childishness and became a little calmer.

He replied: "Although there is a change in the two veins, it has little effect. However, Master, there seems to be a devilish energy on my golden core?"

With the last sentence, he looked at Xuan Ji with clear eyes, and there was a little confusion in his expression.

Xuan Ji froze his fingers flipping the book, he raised his eyes to look at Lu Ji, his eyes asked.

Lu Ji grabbed Xuanji's hand presumptuously, and said solemnly: "I don't know clearly, Master please check it out yourself."

Xuan Ji glanced at Lu Ji's daring hand, but didn't move, but the spiritual power followed Lu Ji's hand and entered his body to check his inner palace.

Xuanji saw that the gold core in Luji's inner palace was round and round, but it was not the pure gold of ordinary people, but gold and black were intertwined, forming an abyss-like dark gold.

He carefully used his spiritual power to test it, and slowly penetrated into Lu Ji's golden core, but was immediately absorbed by the golden core, just like Lu Ji's own spiritual power.

At this time, Lu Ji suddenly squeezed Xuan Ji's hand forcefully.

Xuan Ji withdrew his spiritual power and opened his eyes.

Lu Ji's face was flushed, his eyes seemed to be full of spring water, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth could not be suppressed no matter what.

He looked at Xuan Ji shyly, his eyes were full of affection.

Xuanji pulled out his hand, placed it on the book, ignored his eyes, and said indifferently: "The golden core is fine, it's just the fusion of demon spirits, which is the first time in the world, so don't allow others to explore your inner palace easily in the future." Having said that, Xuan Ji paused for a moment, then said: "Come to me if you are injured."

Lu Ji took the hand he had just grabbed Xuanji with the other hand, kneaded it lightly, bowed his head and said: "Yes, Master."

Xuan Ji didn't see it, but when Lu Ji lowered his head, the arc of the corner of his mouth could no longer be suppressed.

Lu Ji thought sadly while rejoicing: Master is willing to talk about the dream soul flower, but is so indifferent, is it for him or just a stopgap measure?

It is more likely that Lu Ji refuses to admit the latter.

The author has something to say:

You should be able to see the attributes of the main character...

Indifferent and forced by x being spoiled as a girl's heart attack