"He insulted the senior brother first! That's why I taught him a lesson!"
"Quiet down, everyone!"
Ji Mofan was getting a headache from all the noise. He sent a loud talisman into the air, which stopped all the buzzing and noise.
He reached out, his icy fingertips touching Li Geyue's forehead.
The bloodshot in her eyes gradually melted away, and Li Geyue fell into a daze and fell silent.
"You tell me what happened?" Ji Mofan withdrew his hand and pointed to the disciple standing behind Li Geyue, who was currently pressing down on him.
That was the true disciple who had just given Ji Mofan a communication talisman. He was older and more skilled than Li Geyue. "Senior Brother, I was practicing my sword on the west side of the training ground when I suddenly heard a commotion coming from Junior Brother Li's side."
"I rushed over immediately and saw that Junior Brother Li had pierced the other man's shoulder blade with his sword, pinning him straight to the ground."
"Is what he said true?" Ji Mofan looked down at Li Geyue, who was as honest as a quail.
"Yes." With the Love Poison controlling her, Li Geyue couldn't utter a single word of resistance.
"During the sparring, he lost his temper and seriously injured a fellow disciple. He should be punished by spending half a month in repentance at the Cliff of Remembrance." Ji Mo Fan made the conclusion lightly without even asking for the reason.
"It seems that Master deliberately forgot about the mistake you made in the secret realm last time because he felt sorry for you. But in my opinion, let's punish you for it this time as well."
"Junior brother, you never learn your lesson. Your injury from last time has just healed, and on your first day at the training ground, you've already caused so much trouble."
Li Geyue knelt on the ground and remained silent for a long time.
Suddenly, she looked up sharply, her bloodshot eyes staring intently at Ji Mofan in front of her.
"Senior Brother, it wasn't me who hurt you for no reason; he insulted you first!" His breathing was unsteady, and he spoke almost word by word.
"No matter the reason, it is not a justification for you to harm your fellow disciples." Ji Mofan remained unmoved, standing in front of Li Geyue, his gaze lowered, looking down at Li Geyue's trembling eyes.
"Junior brother, are you not listening to your senior brother?"
My heart is pounding.
Li Geyue was somewhat unsure whether this was her true feeling or merely an effect caused by the Gu worm.
But at this moment, his gaze was fixed on Ji Mofan, unable to look away for even a second.
Something is growing in my mind, growing stronger and stronger in places unknown to others, racing headlong towards an uncontrollable direction.
"Yes, senior brother, I..." Li Geyue finally lowered his head, "I will apologize to the fellow disciples I injured, and then go to the Cliff of Remembering Bitterness to receive my punishment."
Ji Mofan turned around and glanced at the pool of blood behind him.
"Before you go, clean up the places you've dirtied," he said.
Li Geyue obediently followed Ji Mofan's instructions and went to find the injured inner disciple first.
He didn't go inside; he simply bowed and apologized outside the door before heading to Yiku Cliff.
When Ji Mo Fan heard this from Shuang Huang, he raised an eyebrow and said, "They're quite well-behaved. It's not like they can't be saved."
"What's the point of saving that kind of wretch?" Shuanghuang lay on a small futon, her bare little feet dangling back and forth, the little bells on her ankles jingling intermittently.
"You noticed it too?" Ji Mofan lifted his eyelids slightly.
“He’s trapped by his inner demons, and it seems he’s not even aware of the problem. I’m afraid it will be difficult for him to get out of this situation on his own.” Shuanghuang nodded his little head.
Ji Mofan remained noncommittal, then looked down and fiddled with the large pile of medicinal herbs on his table.
It is indeed difficult for most people to realize that they are being affected by their inner demons.
Just like standing in the woods and not being able to see the sky or tell north from south, those in the situation will always be confused.
It was only by chance that Ji Mofan discovered the existence of his inner demons in his previous life. On that day, he lost control and destroyed all the bamboo forests near his bamboo house, and he did not stop even when his tiger's mouth was bleeding.
In stark contrast to his usual personality, Ji Mo Fan immediately sought help from Shen Yun after calming down.
At that time, he was not yet afraid of Shen Yunmei and still felt that the other party was the immortal who reached out to him in the dirty corner more than ten years ago.
The bad news was that Shen Yun wasn't there at the time; he had taken Qi Fengyu out to beg for medicine.
The good news was that Shen Yun was not there, so Ji Mo Fan had to go to the library alone to look up information.
Then I looked up the words "inner demon".
Unfortunately, even though he fought with all his might in his previous life, he was ultimately defeated when Qi Fengyu dug out his inner core. The reversed true energy could not be properly controlled, and his already overloaded meridians were tormented to the point that they broke apart inch by inch in a short period of time. Just thinking about that feeling made Ji Mofan feel excruciating pain all over his body.
He shook his head and looked at the small herb in his hand.
"Let's go see him at Yiku Cliff tomorrow," he murmured.
"Little master, why?" Shuanghuang climbed up from the futon, ran to the table with a clattering sound, and hopped around on the edge of the table to look at him.
"You don't need to save him, he's just a troublemaker!"
"Who said I was going to save him?" Ji Mofan casually tapped the little dumpling's forehead with a medicinal herb.
"I need him to do something for me."
Shuanghuang hated the smell of herbs and immediately covered her forehead, taking several steps back.
Then he watched as Ji Mofan retrieved the cauldron from his Qiankun bag right before his eyes.
His big, dark eyes widened in surprise. "You're going to refine pills?"
"I don't want to burn the medicinal herbs!"
"At your age of several thousand years, how can you still try to cheat me?" Ji Mo Fan looked at him with amusement, resting his chin on his hand. "Who said that as long as I release him and stop keeping him in my storage bag all the time, he'll provide me with his own fire seed?"
Shuanghuang pinched her fingers and remained silent.
Of course he remembered what he had promised Ji Mofan.
But Ji Mo was busy investigating cases and training Ge Gen, and Shuang Huang was just doing odd jobs by his side. He thought the other party had forgotten about this matter.
I didn't expect him to bring it up again so suddenly.
Ji Mofan hadn't mentioned this before because he felt it wasn't very safe outside.
He may not like the Yuncang Sword Sect, but he can't deny that its defensive formations are very complete.
Moreover, his bamboo house was located near the mountain peak, where the spiritual energy was not very strong, so few people would come here specifically. Li Geyue, who lived closest to him, had now been thrown to the Cliff of Remembering Bitterness, so no one would easily come to disturb him.
He reached out and patted the alchemy cauldron in front of him. The cauldron seemed to be pleased that it could finally be used, and a faint spiritual light flashed in the patterns on it.
“Zhezhu Ding…” Ji Mo Fan read aloud as he looked at the inscription on it.
Suddenly, a chubby, round little hand reached out in front of me.
Shuanghuang turned her face away and pinched her nose, while something like fire seemed to be dancing in her outstretched little palm.
But just one look is enough to tell that this is not an ordinary fire. Although it can ignite combustibles normally, its own temperature is shockingly low.
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