Chapter 714 Three Men and a Drama
The friendship between men is sometimes very strange. As long as there is a relationship of exploitation, even if they have thought about killing each other more than once, they can still sit together and drink with their arms around each other.
Xiao Chujing and Ji Wenyi raised their glasses frequently, tasting wine, discussing Taoism, appreciating magical instruments, and analyzing the current situation in the world of immortal cultivation. The atmosphere was relaxed and cheerful, and those who didn't know them would have thought they were close friends who had known each other for most of their lives.
After drinking half a pot of wine, the secret guard came over to report: "Your Majesty, Master Jiaying."
Jiaying came to see him suddenly, and Ji Wenyi answered the call in front of Xiao Chujing.
On the Dharma screen, Jiaying’s background is a temple where he stopped along the way.
As soon as Jiaying saw Ji Wenyi, regardless of the occasion, Ji Wenyi had guests to accompany him, so he skipped the formalities of greeting and said directly: "I have something to discuss with you."
Jiaying is just like that. He never needs to look at anyone's face. He is as innocent as a child. His style of doing things is consistent with the highly self-centered royal family.
Ji Wenyi seemed to be magnanimous and could tolerate any disrespectful behavior: "I have a guest, Holy Son, please wait a moment."
Jiaying noticed the treetop behind Ji Wenyi: "Is that the Tongmai tree?"
After receiving Ji Wenyi's affirmative answer, Jiaying asked, "Is it the result?"
Ji Wenyi said, "Only three flowers have bloomed, and they are expected to bear fruit within the next two days. If Saint Son wants one, I will give you another one."
Jiaying responded directly: "The tree is a wild tree, a common property of all mankind, why should I ask you to give it to me?"
Ji Wenyi was silent.
Xiao Chujing raised his eyebrows slightly, curled the corners of his mouth, and tapped the wine glass lightly with his long fingers. The monk had an interesting temperament.
Jiaying asked the secret guard for the exact location, and he said, "I'll go there."
After saying that, he directly cast the spell of shrinking the earth into an inch.
This is a high-level spell that requires a cultivation level above Nascent Soul to activate.
Xiao Chujing had been puzzled for a long time and asked Ji Wenyi, "Master Jiaying is about the same age as you and me, but our cultivation levels are so different."
Ji Wenyi smiled and said, "Jiaying's way of gaining power is different from you and me. There's no need to belittle yourself."
Ji Wenyi did not explicitly state the specific differences. It was obvious that he knew the hidden secret, but because it was a secret of the Divine Realm, he could not reveal it.
Xiao Chujing speculated that there might be a special way to inherit power between each generation of Holy Sons. Upon death, cultivation didn't vanish, but was passed down from one generation to the next, accumulating little by little.
They drank a glass of wine, and Jiaying shattered the void and teleported over with an acolyte.
Ji Wenyi didn't greet Jiaying, so Jiaying sat down without being asked and occupied one side of the table.
Xiao Chujing discovered that Jiaying was extremely disgusted with Ji Wenyi, or Ji Wenyi's face. The moment she saw Ji Wenyi face to face, her eyebrows frowned and she instantly looked away, as if she would vomit if she looked at him any longer.
This discovery made Xiao Chujing feel interesting. He drank contentedly and watched from the sidelines.
Jiaying didn't drink alcohol, so Ji Wenyi's secret guard brought him tea.
Jiaying looked disdainful and adjusted the silver hairpin that tied his hair behind his head. The hairpin head gleamed with silver light, and Xiao Chujing couldn't help but be attracted by the hairpin.
Ye Xiaoman once had a similar silver hairpin, which she said she brought from her hometown before joining the sect. She treasured it very much. She hasn't brought it with her recently, and I heard that she lost it.
Jiaying turned his head, and Xiao Chujing frowned, a little confused and unable to confirm. His eyes followed the exposed part of the silver hairpin. Ji Wenyi glanced at Xiao Chujing inquiringly, not understanding why he was staring at Jiaying.
The acolyte received Jiaying's signal and said, "I will serve you."
He also said: "The Holy Son only drinks the dew that is freshly picked before the sunrise every morning, and the only tea he drinks is snow top tea."
So Ji Wenyi and Xiao Chujing watched silently as the monk boiled dew water to make tea. It took more than twenty steps of manpower to drink a sip of tea. The seat cushions and tea towels had to be brand new, and the ice water for washing hands was melted on the spot.
Xiao Chujing's mouth twitched when he saw this. It was the first time he saw a grown man being so pretentious and delicate. Then he looked at Ji Wenyi, whose royal family was no less pompous, and he only used a white jade cup to drink. Xiao Chujing inexplicably had a sense of superiority, a feeling of winning the competition.
Because he is the easiest to raise, and my junior sister likes him to be suitable for the family.
When Ji Wenyi was registering missing persons in the Divine Realm, he met Jiaying and learned some information about his Taoist partner.
Tongmai Fruit is taken after the foundation is established, doesn't that mean...
"Jiaying, has your Taoist partner made a breakthrough recently?"
Jiaying held the cup and drank tea elegantly, "Hmm."
Ji Wenyi: "When?"
Jiaying: "Today."
Ji Wenyi and Xiao Chujing looked at each other. They also had fake five spiritual roots and were about to face the calamity today. The number of people who happened to be like this had increased by coincidence.
Ji Wenyi couldn't help but ask, "How many thunder tribulations?"
Jiaying: "Nine."
Ji Wenyi's smile faded. "Do you have a portrait of your Taoist partner?"
Jiaying raised his eyelids and looked at him warily, "You want to see someone else's wife's face for no reason. Don't you think you're being offensive?"
Ji Wenyi narrowed his eyes, "I remember that the Holy Son and Prince Rui were close friends. Why did they suddenly fall out?"
Jiaying said coldly, "Why don't you just ask Prince Rui?"
Ji Wenyi looked at Jiaying with an unprecedented scrutiny. He said meaningfully, "I will naturally ask Prince Rui..."
He changed the subject, "The Holy Son and Prince Rui are my most trusted ministers. If your relationship doesn't work out, I'll be in a difficult position."
He once again became a king concerned about state affairs, and steered the increasingly bizarre topic back onto the right track.
Xiao Chujing was watching the battle and heard some hidden meanings. He felt that the relationship between men and women in the upper echelons of the Divine Realm was quite chaotic.
No one spoke at the table for a while.
The secret guard who was responsible for pouring wine suddenly raised his head and looked at Ji Wenyi and Jiaying in surprise.
This secret guard was replacing Sanqi. He was of noble birth and not very steady. Ji Wenyi noticed his presumptuous behavior and said unhappily, "Speak."
The secret guard quickly lowered his head, "I just remembered the recent rumors that have been circulating in the six realms, saying that spiritual energy is about to revive and that pseudo-five spiritual roots are about to rise..."
Ji Wenyi: "Go on."
Secret Guard: "Usually, those with false five spiritual roots can only face the test of three thunder tribulations at most, but this time, someone was able to receive the heavenly favor of nine thunder tribulations."
"I've been reading history books since I was young, and I've discovered that unprecedented miracles in history usually happen only once in a while, to a single person. This time, several people with false five spiritual roots simultaneously survived the Nine Thunder Tribulations... So, I wondered, could the rumors be true?"
Ji Wenyi thought, perhaps the laws of history have not changed, and miracles will only happen to one person, or perhaps the "several people" who created the miracle are "the same person"... The inference was too unbelievable, and he subconsciously avoided this answer.
Ji Wenyi gently shook the wine glass and stared at the crescent moon in the glass.
"Rather than saying she was blessed by the resurgence of spiritual energy, it's better to say that my Po was blessed by heaven because she worked very hard. She deserves it."
How hard was she? Every time he contacted her, she said she was busy practicing and had no time to talk.
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