Chapter 263 The Master and Disciple's Shared Love
Wujian Mountain is covered with a touch of white all year round, like the unstoppable murderous intent in the sword of a sword cultivator.
This is the core of Guiyi Sect’s spiritual vein and also the coldest place.
Lin Zhi and Yuan Zhi brought trees and wine to Yuan Zhi's cave. Although the cave was on the cliff, there was a small platform extending forward where they could plant trees.
Yuan Zhi dug a hole with his sword and did not use any spiritual energy. He just stuck the tree firmly in. The tree was five people tall and wide, so it was particularly easy for him to do it.
While Lin Zhi was filling the soil, he placed his palm on the tree trunk. Pure wood spiritual energy overflowed from his palm and continued to flow along the trunk to the roots, helping the tree to take root.
It’s just that Wujian Mountain is still too cold. Although the tree is not delicate, it cannot withstand the bitter cold. As long as Lin Zhi takes back the spiritual energy, the tree will wither and die at a very fast speed.
It is possible to change the variety of this tree and graft some characteristics of the trees of Wujian Mountain onto this tree, but the appearance of this tree may change.
Yuan Zhi brought the tree back because of its bark texture. If it were changed, Yuan Zhi might not be lost, but the significance of the tree would be diminished.
Lin Zhi thought about it, and before Yuan Zhi covered the soil completely, she put a branch of Qianxin Flower into the soil to ripen it.
The branches of the Thousand Heart Flower grow rapidly, but because they are only branches and not seeds, they cannot split new roots. Instead, they climb up the thick tree trunks like vines, entwining themselves in circles like some kind of strangler plant.
Lin Zhi twisted their roots together, allowing the Thousand Heart Flowers to continuously provide nutrients and spiritual energy to the trees, while the trees provided a home and space for the Thousand Heart Vine to expand.
As a result, their relationship changed from a seemingly one-sided predatory parasitism to a symbiotic one.
"Brother, can it bloom a thousand heart flowers?"
Yuan Zhi's fingers gently stroked the Thousand Heart Vine. The Thousand Heart Flower is a killer flower, and the roots that branch out from it are naturally also killer vines, but Yuan Zhi touched it carefully, as if he was afraid of damaging it. There was expectation in his eyes as he looked at Lin Zhi.
Facing external touch, Qianxin Teng appeared to be extremely docile. Firstly, it obeyed the orders of its master. It would naturally be close to those who were close to its master's wood spiritual energy. Secondly, it was a living thing's instinct in the face of danger. This was not a prey that it could devour rashly, so it was naturally very quiet.
"I need to come and take care of it from time to time, and it should be fine after some time."
Lin Zhi gave a positive answer, saying that they had to be allowed to grow longer.
This was a pleasant surprise for Yuan Zhi. He didn't expect that he would have this opportunity to see his senior brother often.
Looking at the joyful eyes of the young man in front of him, and then looking at the Thousand Heart Flower Hairpin carved by him in the sword cultivator Mo's hair, as well as the Thousand Heart Vine stationed in front of the cave, Lin Zhi felt the satisfaction of having complete control over Yuan Zhi. Of course, this was indeed the case.
"Junior brother, do you have a cushion in your cave? I haven't finished drinking the wine yet."
Lin Zhi shook the fermented rice in her hand, her eyes full of smiles.
Yuan Zhi was about to go into the cave in a hurry, but suddenly he stopped, thinking that he had an empty home with nothing but a cushion, which made him feel a little embarrassed.
He pretended to be calm and said, "It's a bit inconvenient to drink on the ground, brother, please wait."
Yuan Zhi rode the wind straight up, cut a piece of stone from the side of the mountain with his sword, and polished it with sword energy.
Soon, a stone table and two stone benches appeared under the tree.
Lin Zhi understood that there must not even be two cushions in Yuanzhi Cave.
Speaking of which, both he and Yuan Zhi have very poor family backgrounds, but some of them are very rich.
Lin Zhi thought of the gorgeous, exquisite cave and inadvertently glanced in that direction.
01, who accidentally captured the host's thoughts, thought for two seconds and stood firmly on the host's side. How could it be said that it was excessive to use the eldest husband's money to support the younger husband? Are these two the same person? Just tell me, are they?
If that's the case, then what's wrong with the host being nice to his own family? It's just that the wool comes from the sheep, and then he knits a woolen sweater and wears it back, so it doesn't matter.
Drinking alone would be tasteless, so Lin Zhi took out two plates of spiritual food from the storage bag and placed them on the table.
These raw materials are all spiritual plants from Yaofeng Mountain. Lin Zhi asked his disciples with more culinary talent on Yunwu Mountain to make them. As a thank you, he taught them how to use spiritual energy.
Yuan Zhi looked at his senior brother in front of him and drank the sweet wine. He felt more and more as if he was wrapped in a light and soft cloud.
Lin Zhi held her cheek and looked at Yuan Zhi's face which was flushed.
Yuan Zhi had thick black eyebrows, eyes like obsidian, a high nose bridge, and lips that were neither thick nor thin. He had an extremely sharp and heroic appearance, but because he was just an adult, his facial features still bore some traces of immaturity, which softened his innate oppressive power, like a young wolf king who already had fangs and claws.
When he was slightly confused due to being drunk, his sharp claws that could hurt people were retracted into his thick pads, making him look like a cute canine.
"Brother, why are you shaking?"
Yuan Zhi was a little confused and reached out to grab Lin Zhi's sleeve, as if to help him maintain his balance.
"Junior brother, you are drunk. Fortunately, it is in front of your cave. I will help you to rest."
With a funny look of helplessness on her face, Lin Zhi stood up and stood beside Yuan Zhi, extending her hand in front of him for support.
Lin Zhi naturally did it on purpose. Most of the spiritual wines in the realm of cultivation would not make people drunk. Apart from the faint spiritual power and the taste on the tip of the tongue, there would be no other effects.
Of course there is intoxicating wine, but it requires a long time and superb brewing technology, and it is also considered a rare treasure. However, Lin Zhi does not need to go through so much trouble. He has wood spiritual roots and understands distillation and extraction. It is not difficult to brew intoxicating wine.
Today's event was naturally something he had planned before Yuan Zhi went to Canghai Realm, and now he can make use of it.
It was only natural that he had to ask his uncle for help again because of his contact with his drunken junior fellow apprentice, wasn't it?
Sitting on the stone bench, Yuan Zhi's thoughts became increasingly slow.
He looked at the white, slender hand that suddenly appeared in front of him and reached out to hold it.
Lin Zhi was about to help him up, but unexpectedly the world spun around and he was suddenly pressed down on the stone table.
Fortunately, he had taken back the finished dishes earlier, but the wine jug had not been put away yet, and it rolled to the edge of the stone table as it shook.
"Brother, please stop shaking. I feel a little dizzy."
Yuan Zhi murmured, his breath fell on Lin Zhi's cheek, his eyes were blank.
The boy was tall, and although Wujian Mountain was cold, his body temperature was exceptionally high.
Lin Zhi was shrouded in his shadow. She raised her hand and touched his hot cheek, and said in an indulgent and gentle tone: "Yuan Zhi, you are drunk."
Yuan Zhi felt comfortable with the slightly lower temperature of his palm, so he raised his hand to cover the back of Lin Zhi's hand and rubbed it with his cheek a few more times.
"Brother, can I kiss you, like before?"
Yuan Zhi wanted to ask, so he did. If his senior brother still shook his head, it was okay. He could just ask next time.
If I don't ask, how will I know when my senior brother will agree?
The young man, who was bullied by his junior brother, seemed to be thinking about it. He neither nodded nor shook his head, but just said: "Junior brother, you should rest..."
But before he could finish his words, they stopped at his lips.
Yuan Zhi gently bit Lin Zhi's collarbone, and his canine teeth rubbed against the thin white skin. He kissed the neck from bottom to top, leaving marks.
The young man moved closer and kissed his brother's soft lips.
The wine jug finally fell to the ground on the edge of the stone table. The drinker who drank from it had obviously tasted the sweet taste that made him even more dizzy, so that it was no longer worthy of serving as a foil.
Lin Zhi was aroused by the kiss and naturally felt the heat on his abdomen.
Sure enough, this troublesome love poison would immediately take effect whenever he had a thought or when someone else's spiritual energy collided with his body.
Unconsciously, her clothes were still a little disheveled, and Lin Zhi was completely held on the table. In the snow that suddenly fell from Wujian Mountain, she saw the frail and handsome eyebrows of Jian Zun.
The Sword Master is in charge of Wujian Mountain, and nothing that happens in this area can escape his divine sense.
At this moment, he couldn't help but show up.
Lin Zhi hid the smile in his eyes. He thought he was going to go there in person.
Lin Zhi supported himself with his hands and sat up, pretending to be panicked and embarrassed.
After all, he was hanging out with his direct disciple in front of his uncle, not to mention that he knew he was under a curse.
"Come with me."
Ting Yan looked at the young man's face, which was abnormally red and turned a little paler because of his arrival. He did not scold him, but his usually calm eyes were like a cold pond, without any ripples.
The drunk Yuan Zhi had lost consciousness. Lin Zhi knew that this was Ting Yan's work. He asked Yuan Zhi to lie down on the table, gathered his clothes and hurriedly followed Ting Yan away. He did not forget to turn back and use wood spiritual energy to cover Yuan Zhi's body with a layer of barrier to isolate him from the falling snow.
For a moment, the strong wind on the mountain was whistling so hard that it sounded shrill, and the heavy snow was fluttering down, making the temperature drop a few degrees.
As soon as you step into Tingyan's cave, the coldness outside is isolated.
"Uncle Master, I know I was wrong."
Lin Zhi bowed his head and admitted his mistake. According to the etiquette of a disciple, if he admitted his mistake, he would probably have to kneel down. However, Lin Zhi was not so devoted. He just kneeled on the bed. There was no need for that at other times.
Tingyan turned around and looked at the young man whose voice was trembling unconsciously. He looked at his earlobes which were faintly pink and lowered his eyes slightly.
"Go to the jade bed."
Ting Yan used his spiritual energy to set up the formation, but the pain in his internal organs made him unable to help but cover his lips and cough twice.
The young man seemed to be awakened by his cough and walked to the bed.
Ting Yan reminded: "Clothes."
"I have found a way to remove the curse. Don't worry. It's just that the steps are complicated and require exorcism from time to time."
Tingyan did not mention what he saw, nor did he say why the curse had occurred again. He just spoke calmly and coldly about the solution.
Lin Zhi was still conscious and somewhat surprised.
Have you found a way to get rid of the love poison? But didn’t Liu Suiqing say that there is no solution to this curse unless one is reborn with a completely different body and soul?
But it is a good thing that it can be cured. As his cultivation level gets higher and higher, the love poison will frequently attack without external stimulation. It is better to get rid of the disaster as soon as possible.
He was not worried about how to deal with them after removing the love poison. This thing only added some erotic interest to his plan, but it was not the main means.
So he said, "Thank you, uncle."
This thank you was genuine and sincere, more genuine than any acted emotion.
Seeing that he was happy, Tingyan remained silent.
Lin Zhi took off her robe and lay down on the warm jade bed. The red moon on her abdomen was crimson in color, and the crescent moon rose and fell slightly with her breathing.
Ting Yan pressed his palm on top, injecting spiritual power, urging the light pink spiritual energy generated by the spell to fill up, and then draw it out.
The young man's skin was soft and elastic, like fine rice paper. Under the stimulation of spiritual energy, the red marks under his neck became more and more obvious.
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