Suddenly, the two felt something flicker before their eyes.
Wei Qianmu was stunned for a moment, then let out a sharp bang, "It's done???"
His eyes were wide open like two copper bells, and his mouth was agape, unable to close, breathing rapidly and quickly along with his nostrils.
The protective formation that had been shattered to pieces was actually rebuilt in such a short time.
Moreover, judging from the luster on it and the sensation of divine sense, this is even more solid than the protective array that their Chaoming Palace used to use!
After the initial shock came intense elation and an even stronger determination to win over Ji Mofan.
If these two true disciples can't defeat Ji Mofan, then he'll have to find a new apprentice!
Ji Mofan had two Daoist partners, one was Qi Fengyu and the other was the Demon Lord. If he took on another new disciple based on these two people and then gave him to Ji Mofan, wouldn't that be a sure thing?
He turned around and went to send communication talismans to his two unlucky disciples.
"Mo Fan." Xie Qingya breathed a sigh of relief when Wei Qianmu finally left, and walked to Ji Mo Fan's side. "How are you? Tired?"
Ji Mofan wiped the thin layer of sweat from his forehead. "It's alright."
He had been conceiving the protective formation for the Chaoming Palace since he entered the sect.
By utilizing the terrain, the array's cores are placed only in the most essential locations, ensuring that every bit of spiritual energy from the spirit stones is used to its fullest potential and maximize their power.
The protective array of the Chaoming Palace is no ordinary object, but it has been used for thousands of years.
Over the centuries, the terrain around Chaoming Palace has changed, and the original delicate balance has gradually been broken, thus weakening the power of the natural formation.
He and his predecessors adopted similar construction principles, adapted to later changes, and created a new formation that could better unleash the power of the formation.
Although drawing such a large array consumes a significant amount of spiritual energy, he was in such a good mood that he naturally ignored his fatigue.
If it weren't for Xie Qingya's greeting, he wouldn't have realized that there was hardly any spiritual energy left in his mind.
Ji Mofan habitually waved his hand to say he was fine, but Xie Qingya didn't really take it seriously.
She lightly tapped his forehead with her fingertip, as if scolding a disobedient child, "Do you really think you're made of iron?"
The gentle water elemental energy flowed through his fingers, dancing lightly in Ji Mofan's meridians. The fatigue that had been ignored because of his good mood was brought out and then disappeared without a trace.
Ji Mo Fan felt so comfortable that he almost fell asleep.
Only now did he realize that he had been busy all night and hadn't slept.
Seeing Ji Mofan yawn, Xie Qingya couldn't help but smile, his eyes full of doting affection. "Go and rest. There's a kind of tiredness that only your master can tell you."
Jimo Fan doesn't actually want to rest.
A whole host of troubles are still looming ahead of him and haven't been resolved yet. He feels like he's going to have nightmares every time he closes his eyes, and his dreams are full of living and dead people chasing after him.
However, Xie Qingya's spiritual power had a very good calming effect.
He could feel his eyelids drooping. Since he started using meditation and breath control instead of rest, he rarely felt this sleepy.
“Your yard is still quite intact,” Xie Qingya said. “That Bai Ze is guarding it for you.”
Ji Mofan stopped yawning halfway through. "He's back? When did he get back?"
Why haven't I contacted him at all? We clearly agreed that I would let him know as soon as it was done.
Xie Qingya covered his eyes and forcibly shut down the phone, saying, "No work-related conversations, go back to sleep."
Jimo Fan: ......
As a result, Ji Mofan was forced to sleep by Xie Qingya for an hour.
He originally thought that he would not be able to sleep well even if he was tired because he had something on his mind.
Unexpectedly, as soon as her body touched the bed, she fell into a deep sleep, and before she knew it, an hour had passed.
I didn't even have a dream.
If he didn't have a thorough understanding of his own body and not see any problems, he would have suspected that his master had given him some kind of drug.
As soon as he got out of bed, he saw Xie Qingya sitting at his desk.
A big white ball of fluff was lying on the table, its tail wagging back and forth like a puppy's.
Isn't that Xihe, whom we haven't seen in a long time?
However, he seemed to have grown up a bit since Ji Mofan first saw him, so it seems that Penglai Island, where the demon race gathers, is indeed more suitable for his growth.
Upon receiving his gaze, Xihe tilted her head, quite displeased, and refused to look at him.
Seeing this, Ji Mofan was both amused and exasperated. "What did I do to you?"
The little white ball of fluff rolled around on the table, then hopped to the floor and ran over to him, nudging him with its nose for a long time.
Ji Mofan slowly uttered a question mark, "What?"
Although spring is indeed just around the corner, is it really necessary to be so arched?
After sniffing the air, Xihe jumped back to the ground, transforming back into human form with a puff of smoke. "You have other contracted beasts?"
Ji Mofan's eyebrows twitched. "You can smell that?"
Is Bai Ze considered a canine? Its sense of smell is so sensitive.
Wait... what does he mean by that?
"You've already seen my original form, how could you still have other contracted beasts behind my back?" Xihe accused him.
Ji Mofan blinked, "...But you never said that..."
He had never heard of such a tradition among the demon race.
How can you expect to be accused of something just because you saw the original?
No wonder he was so hesitant back then; it turns out he held this view.
Who taught him? The Demon Lord?
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