22 Treat you like a cauldron for cultivation, and lock you in bed...

Ji Chen finally got rid of his decadent life of drunkenness and dreams, and planned to leave Jiuliu City, pretending to look for someone.

He took the "Dharma Guardian Jade Card" and easily left the city, and he went out from the south gate.

The "Pull Array" showed that if you go out from the south, you will not pass by the Black Cloud Ridge, let alone the poison barrier that can turn him into blood.

However, the south is a desolate cliff, and the mountain road is rugged, and there are cliffs everywhere.

The "Pull Array" only shows a map, without even a place name.

Such a bare and broken mountain, it can't be a barren mountain where no birds shit, right?

Just as Ji Chen was thinking this, he saw a blue figure appear in front of him.

Although the figure was only a little familiar, the clothes were very familiar.

Because it was exactly the same as the Wuji Sect uniform that Ji Chen was wearing.

The uniforms of the immortal sect all have spiritual power, do not need to be washed and will not get dirty, and the fabric is very good and warm.

The most important thing is that it is short, with narrow sleeves and tight fit, and long boots that are tight to the thighs. There is nothing that can float, so it will not affect the speed of drinking.

This is the fundamental reason why Ji Chen is unwilling to change clothes.

So it is obvious that the person who appeared in front is also a disciple of the Wuji Sect.

Maybe he is an acquaintance.

Ji Chen didn't want to have anything to do with the people of the Wuji Sect, but there was only this person nearby who could ask for directions.

He took a few quick steps forward and called out to the man, "Fellow Daoist, may I ask..."

Before he could finish his question, the other party turned around and frowned, "Ji Chen?"

Ji Chen finally knew why the back figure looked familiar.

Isn't this Xue Wuxi's only direct disciple, Fu Changgeng.

He looks to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a baby face, but he always likes to use his identity as the master's direct disciple to teach other disciples in the sect.

Many disciples are quite afraid of him.

Seeing that the other party recognized him, Ji Chen didn't say any more, "What a coincidence, we meet again."

"Why are you here, didn't you marry the Demon Lord?"

"If you marry the Demon Lord, you must be a missing person?" Ji Chen said with a smile.

"Isn't it?" Fu Changgeng was still a little surprised: "The Demon Lord didn't do anything to you?"

Ji Chen was speechless: "What do you want him to do to me?"

"For example... treat you as a cauldron for cultivation, lock you in bed... um..."

Ji Chen didn't know what kind of unhealthy books he usually read, and he could say such dirty words at such a young age.

"No, everyone knows that I don't have spiritual roots and can't be a cauldron for cultivation." Ji Chen was telling the truth.

Fu Changgeng thought about it, "That's right."

Soon he was full of doubts again: "Then the Demon Lord will let you go?"

"What else?" Ji Chen lied to him: "It's useless for him to keep a waste like me, right?"

It was the first time that Fu Changgeng saw someone calling himself "waste". Even if he was really waste, he should resist.

He looked at Ji Chen with a bit of disdain, as if he disliked why he wore the uniform of the Wuji Sect, which only embarrassed the Wuji Sect.

"Then why are you here?" Fu Changgeng returned to the previous question.

"Isn't this the border between the Demon Realm and the Immortal Realm? I came here after leaving the Demon Realm and happened to run into you. So what is this place?"

"Qifeng Cliff."

Qifeng Cliff? !

Ji Chen looked at the bare mountain in front of him, and he never thought that this was actually Qifeng Cliff! It

was also the place where he practiced and lived when he was the Sword Ancestor.

After five hundred years, how did the immortal mountain that was once lush and full of immortal air become like this?

Ji Chen suppressed his shock and asked Fu Changgeng, "Why did you come here?"

"To find Senior Medicine Ancestor." Fu Changgeng told Ji Chen everything, "My master was suddenly seriously injured half a month ago and couldn't get better. As a disciple, I was worried, so I wanted to show my filial piety and come to ask Medicine Ancestor for medicine."

"You said, Medicine Ancestor is on this mountain?"

After Ji Chen was surprised, before Fu Changgeng answered, he quickly noticed a key word, "Your master's injury hasn't healed yet?"

"Yet?" Fu Changgeng looked to the side and asked in confusion, "Do you know how my master got injured?"

"Well..." Ji Chen had nothing to hide, so he told the truth, "He was injured by the Demon Lord."

"No wonder it's so hard to recover. It seems that only Senior Medicine Ancestor can save him."

Ji Chen did not comment.

He had been puzzled before, and felt that it was strange that Xue Wuxi was injured by Ghost Eye. Now that he is still seriously injured, he is even more puzzled.

Xue Wuxi is his eldest disciple who was taught by him personally. At that time, his strength was comparable to his own, and he crushed Ghost Eye by several streets.

After five hundred years, how could he become so weak?

As a result, not only Fu Changgeng was worried about Xue Wuxi, but Ji Chen also began to worry about him.

That was his eldest disciple, after all, he was the disciple with whom he had the deepest feelings.

Without thinking, he said to Fu Changgeng: "I also want to go up the mountain. Can I go with Brother Changgeng?"

Not only for Xue Wuxi, but also to know why Medicine Ancestor occupied his mountain.

But if some poisonous beasts or demons appeared in this barren mountain, he didn't want to spend spirit stones on such a small fry, so he could let Fu Changgeng protect him.

Although Fu Changgeng nodded in agreement, he still said with disdain, "Just don't cause me any trouble."