Chapter 262: The Master and Disciple's Shared Love

The soil, which had lost its moisture, became dry and cracked, and the sharp wind, like a knife, swept up the coarse sand.

Yuan Zhi didn't bother to brush off the sand on his clothes, but just grasped the white beads hanging around his waist.

The communication bead flickered for a few moments, and when he held it, the young man's gentle voice was heard.

"Although I don't know if this message can be passed on, I still want to ask, is Junior Brother doing well in the secret realm?"

Yuan Zhi was just about to input his spiritual power to reply, but he suddenly lowered his head, rolled sideways and used the force to stand up.

The claws of the huge bird-bone beast swept over his head, and after missing the first strike, it flapped its wings and launched a second attack.

The flat land was covered with yellow sand, there was no grass anywhere, and there was no shelter at all.

The monster beasts in Canghai are as powerful as cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building. Due to the special characteristics of monster beasts, they are often more brutal than cultivators of the same level.

Yuan Zhi drew out his sword, and the sword body and bone claws intertwined, making a teeth-grinding sound like the collision of metal and stone.

A shadow loomed over the sky, and two more bone birds arrived.

Yuan Zhi pressed the storage bag in his arms, which contained the spiritual herbs he had just picked for his senior brother.

After he held the white bead and said a few words, he went forward with his sword in hand.

In the Wujian Cave Mansion, the communication bead that received the reply was flashing brightly.

"Brother, everything is fine, don't worry about me... No, please keep me in mind."

The boy's voice did not tremble, but the sound of fighting in the background betrayed the environment he was in.

He said this seriously, showing his cute straight-talking personality to the fullest.

Lin Zhi laughed, but this communication bead can really pass through the barrier of the secret realm to send messages. Lin Zhi's fingertips stroked the smooth surface of the bead. It seems that the grade of this magic weapon is better than he thought. Although this is also related to the level of the Canghai Realm, it may be difficult to send messages higher than this.

Since Yuan Zhi was in danger, Lin Zhi naturally didn't want to chat with him, so he just meditated in Ting Yan's cave.

The spirit gathering array here is much better than the one he had in Yunwu Mountain, and this warm jade bed is also beneficial for cultivation. Lin Zhi naturally had no reason to push it away. He asked 01 to help him watch Ting Yan's position and practice with his eyes closed.

At this time, Tingyan had already arrived in a city with brilliant lights. The buildings in the city were so gorgeous that it looked like a place of prosperity.

The road was paved with magical instruments such as BMWs and luxury cars, and the men and women walking in them were all in a wild and unrestrained manner. The pink aura was everywhere, and the air was filled with the sweet fragrance of cassia bark.

In the realm of cultivation, any city like this must be controlled by people from the Hehuan Sect, or in other words, it is precisely because of the presence of the Hehuan Sect that the city looks like this.

Ting Yan was not interested in those male and female monsters entangled together, and headed towards his destination.

The city lord's mansion was magnificent and had guards on both sides of the vermilion lacquered gate. Ting Yan walked in calmly without the guards noticing.

The man, who was surrounded by warmth and softness, realized something was wrong when he suddenly felt a stinging pain on his face.

He touched his cheek, looked at the blood on his hand, and looked around vigilantly. After hearing the voice in his mind, he was even more horrified.

After driving away all the people in the house, he asked with a dry laugh, "I wonder what important matter has Sword Master come all the way here for?"

He didn't know who had sent the message to him, but when he saw the young man wearing a fox-skin cloak and looking like a frail young man from a noble family, he immediately recognized the person.

In the realm of cultivation, the realms from small to large are Qi training stage, foundation building stage, golden elixir stage, Nascent Soul stage, spirit transformation stage, fusion stage, Mahayana stage and tribulation crossing stage.

Since five hundred years ago, there has not been a powerful person in the Tribulation Crossing Stage in the cultivation world. Ascension seems to be a somewhat unattainable legend. Not to mention the Tribulation Crossing Stage, the few old monsters with the highest cultivation levels today are only in the late stage of fusion and have not even touched the threshold of the Mahayana realm.

As the lord of this city and one of the nine hall masters in the Hehuan Sect, he has already reached the late Nascent Soul stage, but he had no idea that someone had come. This shows that this person's cultivation is far above his.

With such a rough screening, there are not many, but if there are people who are extremely talented but weak, I am afraid they will be the one in the same sect.

There is no other reason, this sickly look is really unique, there is no other like him in the entire cultivation world.

But who dares to look down on this Sword Master? He doesn't dare.

The man thought about it carefully and decided that there should be no disciples of Guiyi Sect here.

"What is the meaning of your Hehuan Sect's spell?"

Tingyan didn't waste any words and stated his purpose.

The man was shocked and couldn't help but look Ting Yan up and down. Which senior was so brave that he could cast a curse on Ting Yan?

How can he be okay when he looks so sick? It makes me terrified just looking at him. I’m afraid he’ll die in bed.

When Ting Yan's eyes swept over him, the leader of the Hehuan Sect immediately replied, "There are many kinds of spells in our sect, and the solutions are different. Which one are you referring to?"

"There is a red moon in the abdomen."

"this……"

As soon as the leader of the Hehuan Sect heard it, he knew that this had nothing to do with Ting Yan. This was obviously a spell to disperse power, and it could be said that there was no solution.

Ting Yan raised his eyes: "If you don't answer, I will see it myself."

look? What do you think?

The man's face darkened and he thought of the soul-searching technique.

"Of course there is a solution. This curse is not very cruel, and it does not require any rare treasures. It is just a little complicated."

"I remember that your sect has its own method of suppressing the spell. As long as you suppress it every time the spell strikes, you will be able to pull it out naturally after a long time."

The man sneered in his heart. Although the Sword Master was powerful, he was no ordinary person. How could he dare to bully him like this? Could a genius in practicing Taoism really ignore other people?

No matter who Ting Yan comes for, he wants him to know that once someone enters the Hehuan Sect, they cannot escape unless they are reborn in another body.

Isn't there a solution? There is no solution. Under repeated suppression, the flame of desire will only burn every inch of the internal organs and penetrate every meridian. What will happen in the end is unknown.

After all, even if he is the head of the Hehuan Sect, he would not let people disperse their power and then let the Taoist practitioners waste their spiritual energy to suppress them again and again for experiments.

Ting Yan nodded, but he didn't doubt it. First, this method was very normal and logical. Second, he didn't think this person had the courage to deceive him, so it would be easy for him to kill him.

Ting Yan raised his hand and condensed his spiritual energy, intending to erase the memory fragments of this person. He didn't want to give others a chance to talk about him. It didn't matter if it concerned himself, but if someone blamed Lin Zhi, it would not be a scene he wanted to see.

Ting Yan returned to the sect, but found the cave empty, Lin Zhi had already left.

Forget it. I'll tell him about breaking the curse when he comes to deliver the medicine tomorrow.

However, the person who came the next day was someone else.

"Uncle Master."

When Yan Peng saw his junior uncle looking at him indifferently, he felt a chill on his back for some reason. He bowed and called for help tremblingly.

"Why are you the one delivering the medicine today?"

Tingyan's attitude was always friendly and gentle, so Yanpeng thought he was just asking questions.

He replied, "Today's affairs at Medicine Peak have been arranged and I have some free time. My junior brother happened to be meditating, so I took the job of delivering the medicine."

Tingyan didn't ask any questions after hearing this, and Yanpeng immediately took out a small pot to boil the medicine.

During that time, he didn't dare to look or ask too much, and left after his uncle drank the medicine.

Only after they left the territory of Wujian Mountain did Yan Peng finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Although Junior Master-Uncle never spoke harshly to them and was not arrogant, he still made people feel awe.

Perhaps it was because he was also so calm when slaughtering his enemies.

He didn't say anything harsh, had no intention of seeing anyone begging for mercy, and there was no announcement before or after the incident, which made people feel even more chilled.

I don’t know how my junior brother is dealing with it. I really hope that my uncle gets better soon so that I won’t have to deliver medicine to him.

When Yan Peng came back, he saw Lin Zhi watering flowers by the window and greeted him.

"Junior brother, I'm back with the medicine."

"Thank you for your hard work, Third Senior Brother. How is Uncle Master doing?"

Lin Zhi used the water-drawing technique in his hands to water the latest plants he was researching.

He left yesterday on purpose before Tingyan came back. There was no point in staying any longer, and he had no plans to meet Tingyan in the next few years.

The more Ting Yan was concerned about the curse on him, the more he avoided emphasizing it.

Logically speaking, this is a matter concerning his body, and he should be anxious. However, if he needs to show a despicable attitude in front of his uncle every time he suppresses and clears an attack, how could he be willing to do that?

What's more, if you repeat pleasure too often, it will become vulgar and boring, and it will not make people stop.

Lin Zhi stroked the green leaves of the plant with her fingers, her eyes full of smiles.

Yan Peng replied: "I didn't look at it for long, I think it's OK."

The two discussed pharmacology for a while before saying goodbye. Lin Zhizhao looked at the flowers and plants for a while and continued to meditate.

Without any external stimulation, the red moon on the abdomen was calm and stable, without any unusual movement.

A few days passed like this, and Yan Peng said with a hint of joy as he passed by Lin Zhi's door: "Master Junior has recovered very quickly, so we don't need to send medicine to him anymore."

Yan Peng thought that he was worthy of being his junior uncle, worthy of being a great master in the Spirit Transformation Stage, as he had brought his senior sister back from such a dangerous situation. After he had sent her medicine three times, he told her that she didn’t need to go again.

Lin Zhi only had to think of Ting Yan's thoughts and couldn't help but curl her lips.

To be honest, he is more adept at dealing with those who don't play straight. If Yuan Zhi was injured, he would definitely be asked to deliver medicine, but Ting Yan would not do that.

As the uncle of the senior apprentice, how could he designate a certain nephew to deliver the medicine? Moreover, if he cared too much about it, it would contradict the purpose of splitting his soul.

When Yan Peng saw Lin Zhi smiling, he thought that he was also happy about his uncle's health.

Yan Peng: "Alas, I just don't know when Master will be able to come out. I hope that Senior Sister can recover soon."

Lin Zhi nodded and thought so too.

However, the condition of the eldest senior sister might be extremely critical. After a month, Lin Zhi did not wait for the news that the master's protection had ended. Instead, he waited for Yuan Zhi who returned from Canghai Realm.

The young man had a tall and straight figure, and his temperament was much more reserved and fierce, but he smiled when he saw Lin Zhi.

“Senior Brother!”

As soon as Yuan Zhi saw Lin Zhi, he planned to take something out.

"Don't worry, didn't I say I'd treat you to a drink when you come back? This is my homemade wine, let's drink and talk."

Lin Zhi took out two small pots from the storage jade pendant. He had already poured his wine into these small magical vessels that could hold at least ten liters of water, making it convenient for them to drink together.

Since we are going to drink together, we naturally have to find a good place.

In Guiyi Sect, the tallest mountain is called the Beast Peak. Yuan Zhi flew his sword and took Lin Zhi to the top of the Beast Peak.

The scenery of Shoufeng is neither as beautiful as Yunwu Mountain nor as vast as Wujian Mountain. It is wild and open without trimming, facing the sea of ​​clouds, which makes people feel comfortable.

"Brother, this is the Xu Rui grass you wanted, this is Ming Wu Hua, and this is the poison sac of the monster..."

Yuan Zhi piled the things in front of Lin Zhi and asked him to take them.

Those things were no longer just the herbs that Lin Zhi wanted, but also many miscellaneous items that were useful to medicine practitioners.

If Lin Zhi hadn't stopped him, Yuan Zhi would have given him all his belongings.

Lin Zhi was not polite to Yuan Zhi about the spiritual plants. He accepted them after thanking him and would give them to him after the medicine was prepared.

After delivering the gifts, Yuan Zhi felt relieved and it was fun to drink now.

"It's sweet and delicious."

Yuan Zhi couldn't find any words to praise it like "it's refreshing and smooth at first taste, and it has a long and sweet aftertaste", so he simply expressed his praise.

He talked to Lin Zhi about the Canghai Realm, what kind of monsters they encountered, and where it was easier to kill them.

Lin Zhi listened carefully, these were all useful things.

"Oh, brother, look!"

As Yuan Zhi spoke, he took out a tree.

Yes, a tree, a big tree that is five people tall.

Because he had dug grass with Lin Zhi before, he remembered that the roots should be covered with soil, and he thoughtfully wrapped the roots with mud.

Lin Zhi looked up at the tree. His wood spirit root intuition told him that this was just an ordinary tree growing in a secret realm and there was nothing strange about it.

Maybe he didn't feel it? Lin Zhi released the wood spiritual energy, but gained nothing.

"Brother, look, does this look like your Thousand Heart Flower? This is my sword!"

Yuan Zhi was referring to the texture of the bark. The bark of this tree was not pure brown and black, but had some white spots on it. Lin Zhi followed the direction of Yuan Zhi's finger and found that these textures really looked like a thousand heart flowers wrapped around a pure black sword.

"Indeed."

After getting Lin Zhi's affirmation, Yuan Zhi's eyes became brighter.

Yuan Zhi saw it when he was resting, and was in a very good mood because of this discovery. He was more excited about digging trees than killing monsters.

Since his senior brother couldn't come in, he took it out for him to see.

He originally wanted to peel off the bark, but then it would just be a piece of bark, and what would he do if his senior brother couldn't tell the difference?

He wasn't giving the gift to please others. It wasn't a gift at all. He just wanted to share it with his senior brother.

"Brother, if I plant it in Wujian Mountain, can it survive?"

If his cave was not too high, Yuan Zhi would have wanted to plant it in the cave.

"I have wood spiritual roots, so what can't I survive?"

Lin Zhi looked at the tree again and felt that the fact that it grew like this was part of its uniqueness.

Yuan Zhi gave it a special meaning, or perhaps it was love that gave it that meaning.