After returning to Tianjianmen, Yi Xichen and his eldest grandson Zijun went to look for Yao Budu.

Yao Budu built a hammock with rattan in his medicine room. When he had nothing to do, he would lie on the hammock and take a nap. The breeze blew and the hammock swayed. Next to the hammock was a furnace for refining elixirs. When he woke up from his sleep by smelling the aroma of the elixir, a new batch of elixirs had been refined.

Yao Budu stretched comfortably, opened his eyes, and saw his eldest grandson Zijun and Yi Xichen walking in.

"You've come just in time." Yao Budu got down from the hammock and grabbed a few pills from the cauldron. "Zijun, have you been feeling better lately? I have refined some new medicine for you. It will refresh your mind, gather Qi and clear your lungs."

The eldest grandson, Zijun, froze immediately. Was it too late for him to turn around and pretend he had never been there?

"Come here." Yao Bu Du waved to him.

The eldest grandson, Zijun, had no choice but to walk over and said, "Master, my illness is completely cured. I don't need to take medicine anymore."

"Really?" Yao Budu cast an inquiring look at Yi Xichen.

"Master, don't listen to his nonsense." Yi Xichen squatted down beside Yao Budu, leaning his furry head over, looking like a pet dog. "Zijun talks nonsense every day. We must increase the dosage of the medicine."

If murderous aura could be tangible, Yi Xichen would have been poked into a sieve by the gaze of his eldest grandson Zijun.

Yi Xichen glared back unwillingly. He had always been the one to make others vomit blood in anger since he was a child, but ever since his eldest grandson Zijun was possessed by a demon, he could make him vomit blood at least three times a day. If he didn't take revenge, he would be ungentlemanly!

The medicine was not poisonous and he could not help but rubbed Yi Xichen's head. He turned around and patted his eldest grandson Zijun on the head: "He is afraid of doctors when he is sick! Xichen, watch him take medicine every day, and tell me when he is well again."

"Don't worry, Master!"

However, Yi Xichen did not feel proud for long, as retribution came quickly.

Yao Bu Du took out another bag of pills and threw it to Yi Xichen: "This is your medicine. I noticed that you look pale recently. I think you have been practicing hard. Take it back to replenish your energy."

Yi Xichen's smile also froze.

The eldest grandson, Zijun, silently accepted the medicine bag for him: "Don't worry, Master."

Yi Xichen: “…”

In order to avoid taking out more pills, Yi Xichen quickly handed over today's spoils: "Master, can you fix this thing?"

Yao Budu looked at the black fire stone that was broken into two pieces in the little disciple's hand and was quite surprised: "Black Fire Stone? Where did you get it from?"

"My disciple collected it today as a chivalrous act."

"You little brat, you're not going to steal again, are you?" Yao Budu picked up the black fire stone, examined it carefully, and said, "It's not difficult to repair it. It's just right to use it as a magic weapon."

Medicine practitioners do not need to practice as hard as sword practitioners, so many medicine practitioners are proficient in the art of mechanisms, and those who can make medicine without poison are masters of this field.

Yi Xichen was anxious: "Master, I plan to use this piece of black fire stone to make a gambling table and make money at the market."

"You are a sword cultivator, so stay away from these unorthodox methods!" Yao Budu glared at him and confiscated the black fire stone without any hesitation. "I will make a useful magic weapon for you."

Yi Xichen wanted to say something, but seeing Yao Budu was about to get angry, he had to swallow his words back. Most people who cultivate immortality, especially those who have achieved great success, are indifferent. However, Yao Budu is a guy with a bad temper, and he gets angry at any time. He is the lowest-ranking elder in Tianjian Sect, but there is no disciple who is not afraid of his bad temper.

But Yi Xichen and his eldest grandson Zijun knew that their master was the kindest person in the world.

The pills were distributed, the black fire stones were confiscated, and Yao Budu shouted to his two beloved disciples to get out quickly and not disturb his peace.

"Yi Xichen."

Yi Xichen was walking out listlessly when he suddenly heard his master calling his name again. He stopped in bewilderment. Yao Budu rarely called his name so completely. Whenever he did, it meant that he had angered Yao Budu again. He was fine just now. What happened?

"You are the most troublesome among all my disciples." Yao Budu frowned, and his tone became fierce for no apparent reason, "It was you who caused Zijun to be invaded by the miasma this time."

The eldest grandson Zijun was just about to say something on behalf of Yi Xichen, but Yao Budu glared at him so hard that he shut up.

"Several other elders from the inner chambers have come to me to criticize you several times, and I have blocked them for you. You have done a lot of things that have harmed others and yourself, but you have not made any progress. Your teacher warns you not to go to places you shouldn't go to, don't do things you shouldn't do, and don't offend people you shouldn't offend. Practice honestly, and after this year you can go out to train. If you let me know what trouble you have caused before then..."

"Crack." Yao Budu crushed a medicine bottle.

Yi Xichen shrank his neck subconsciously.

"Get out!" Yao Bu Du waved his hand, closed his eyes and continued to rest.

Yao Budu's anger was inexplicable. Yi Xichen and his eldest grandson Zijun looked at each other, not knowing how to respond, so they had to leave in shame.

After leaving the pharmacy, Yi Xichen was puzzled all the way.

"Zijun, what do you think Master meant by what he said just now?" Yi Xichen said, stroking his chin. "Did he blame me for dragging you to the Miasma Forest? For causing you to be infected by the miasma?"

"None of your business."

Yi Xichen wrinkled his nose and said sourly: "Master is partial to you. He has kept all the good things for you since you were a child. The bad things we did together, no matter if it was my fault or not, it was all my fault."

"Humph." The eldest grandson, Zijun, pinched his nose, trying to stop himself from humming. "He didn't leave me for you. Humph."

Yi Xichen was stunned. He was used to hearing his eldest grandson Zijun speak sarcastically, so he naturally understood what he meant. Now he no longer felt sad, but his nose felt sour.

Although there were dozens of disciples in Yaoge, Yao Budu would always put his eldest grandson Jun and Yi Xichen together no matter what they did. At that time, the little disciples did not have their own separate disciple rooms. The rest of the disciples slept in a bed with three or five people. Only he and Yi Xichen slept in the outer room of Yao Budu. They were inseparable when eating, sleeping, working, picking herbs, and practicing, so their relationship was naturally better than anyone else.

Whatever good things Yao Budu got, he would first leave for his eldest grandson Jun. The eldest grandson Jun had the best talent, and the other disciples had nothing to say. But as long as the eldest grandson Jun had a share, he would definitely give half to Yi Xichen. Yao Budu was not unaware of this, but he never said anything. Perhaps this was his original intention.

But he left me to you. The eldest grandson Jun's simple words are the most heartwarming statement - no matter the difficulties and obstacles, they share the joys and sorrows.

Yi Xichen was moved to tears, but the next moment, he thought of his eldest grandson Zijun's recent weird thoughts, and suddenly he felt that he was too naive to be moved.

"Zijun."

"Um?"

"You are good to me, I remember it in my heart, and I am very happy."

"Need not……"

"But you better give up. No matter how good you are, I will not give birth to a child for you."

"...Humph, I didn't think so...Humph..."

"Hey, hey, hey, you said you didn't think so, but you looked so disappointed. What does that mean? I've told you a hundred times that I can't have a baby! If you have the guts, give birth to one and let me see!"

“…”

That night, Yi Xichen had a dream about past events that were buried deep in his memory.

His father and mother were burning in the red flames, crackling. The smell of burnt flesh irritated his nerves and made him feel nauseous. He almost vomited out everything in his stomach.

His body was in pain, as if every inch of his bones had been broken. The power of the fire burned inside him, causing him severe pain, but it kept him awake and alive. He tried to move towards the burning corpse, but he crawled for a long, long time, and the distance of a few meters seemed as far as years.

Finally, his fingers were about to touch the red flames, and he wanted to extinguish the raging fire, or draw the fire to himself, so as to share some of the pain for his parents. But just when he was about to succeed, a pair of strong arms hugged him from behind.

"Child, don't touch!"

He had already touched it. What kind of fire was that? It didn't hurt when it burned on his body, but it had the power to melt a living being. Just a light touch from the fingertips, and his mind became blurred. If the people behind him hadn't taken him away in time, he would have fallen asleep peacefully. Forever.

He came to his senses and saw a bright red mark on the tip of his index finger. Then he turned around and saw a middle-aged man with a goatee. His features were not kind, but his eyes were clear and had a power that made people trust him.

"Your parents are no longer with us," said Goatbeard. "My child, my name is Yao Bu Du, and I am an old friend of your parents. I will take you away, and from now on I will be your master."

Time flies, and he has grown from a child to a teenager in the blink of an eye.

"Wait for me here." He told the unhappy-looking boy, "If the master comes back, you should help me hold him back. I will come out as soon as I find the herbs."

"oh."

He sneaked into the medicine house of Yao Budu, which looked like a small garden, but after passing through a magic door, he found a vast medicinal field. He had developed some interesting gadgets, but he couldn't find the herbs he needed, so he had to steal from his master's medicinal field. However, the medicinal field was larger than he thought, and he couldn't find the herb he wanted anywhere.

Seeing that a lot of time had passed, he thought that his eldest grandson Jun must be waiting anxiously, so he had to go out first if he couldn't find him. However, when he turned around, Yao Budu was standing behind him with a glare on his face.

"You little brat, I think you are tired of living!"

As punishment for sneaking into the medicine field, Yao Budu made him face the wall for seven days and seven nights, and he didn't have to go out. There was a clear spring in the south of the medicine field, and he knelt beside the spring to receive the punishment. Through the spring water, he could also see the world outside the magic door.

The eldest grandson, Zijun, didn't know that Yao Budu could return to the medicine field without going through the main gate, nor did he know that his accomplices had been caught red-handed, so he was still guarding there.

He knelt for seven days, and his eldest grandson Jun waited outside for seven days.

On the first day, he thought Zijun was really loyal, not leaving after such a long time; on the third day, he thought Zijun was too stupid, he must have been caught since he didn't leave, why didn't he go back, wasn't he afraid of being caught and punished with him? On the fifth day, he couldn't stand it anymore, so he asked Yao Budu to let his eldest grandson Zijun go back to rest first, even if he had to kneel for a few more days. Yao Budu didn't agree.

On the seventh day, he finally received his punishment and stood up, rubbing his knees. Yao Budu appeared beside him. Looking at the wooden-looking guy reflected in the spring, Yao Budu said thoughtfully, "You have found a friend you can trust."

He stumbled to the outside of the pharmacy and saw his eldest grandson Zijun still standing there. He rushed over and punched him on the shoulder, grinning: "Stupid, do you know that I was caught by my master and was punished to kneel for seven days?"

"I guessed it."

"Then why don't you leave?"

"I am an accomplice. When Master punishes you, he is punishing me."

"You're so smart!" He said this, but his teeth were already showing. "Hey, if my master punishes me to kneel for a year, will you wait for a year?"

"Um."

"What about a hundred years?"

"Wait."

"Will you wait for a thousand or ten thousand years? Aren't you afraid of standing like a stone?"

"Then you've also become a wooden statue."

"Hahahaha, why do I like to hear that so much! Don't worry, you are a good brother, and I am also loyal. No matter what mistakes you make in the future, I will accompany you!"

The author has something to say: I haven't written that part yet, but I imagined a scene of two people having sex, and it feels very interesting →＿→ "Huh! It's not very comfortable at all, huh!"

"Hmph! Not happy at all! Hmph!"

"Humph! You're not nervous at all, huh!"

"Hmph! I'm not going to cum right away, hmph!"

"snort……"