Quick Wear: Out-of-print White Moonlight, Refusing to Fall from the Altar

"Cough, cough, cough!"

When Su Jin opened his eyes again, the sky outside had darkened and brightened, and brightened and darkened countless times.

He was tired and wanted to feed himself a few Huiyuan Pills, but then he thought of something and put his hand down.

She just lay on the edge of the bed, retching, her long hair falling and scattering around her ears, her pale and weak wrists resting on the edge of the bed, making her look particularly fragile and pure.

Ji Wensheng didn't make Su Jin suffer too much in that matter, and was surprisingly restrained, but Su Jin still felt sore and uncomfortable at this time, and even felt a surge of pain coming up from his stomach as he leaned on the edge of the bed.

But Ji Wensheng was still standing in front of him, with his upper body naked, admiring his miserable appearance.

Ji Wensheng's long hair made his eyebrows and eyes look more rebellious and his tough facial lines looked superior.

"Brother, you look much better this way."

Su Jin looked up at him and opened his mouth:

"roll."

"hehe."

Ji Wensheng squatted down in front of Su Jin, admiring the disgust and hatred in Su Jin's eyes towards him.

He curled his lips and said:

"Go away? This is my palace, I can stay as long as I want."

"Brother, you're just a prisoner now. Can you please have some self-awareness? Stop acting like a superior. Do you still think I'm the silly kid from thirty years ago who was so happy to be coaxed by you?"

Su Jin pursed her lips, her eyes flickered for a moment, and she was speechless.

The current situation is indeed that I am the fish and he is the knife, they are the enemy...

It should have been an enemy if Su Jin's waist didn't hurt so much.

What is this all about?

Su Jin now regrets very much. He regrets that he did not directly find his master and kill Ji Wensheng when he was reborn!

(Although Master wouldn't do anything at that time. Master would most likely keep him for Ji Wensheng's golden elixir.)

But it shouldn’t have come to this!

"Whatever you wish."

Since he couldn't resist, Su Jin simply lay back down, pulled up the quilt and tried to catch up on his sleep.

Anyway, he only has less than a hundred years to live, and since Su Jin doesn't take care of his body, his life span will only be shorter.

Even if Ji Wensheng hated him, he couldn't hate him for many years.

Ji Wensheng looked at the person lying on the bed with his back to him, curled his lips, and sat down beside the bed.

His fingers rested on the bed sheet, his fingertips gently stroking a strand of black hair.

Looking at the man's furry, quiet profile, he said happily:

"I wish you would always be this good."

good?

Su Jin's eyes moved. He has always been very opinionated. Not resisting does not mean that he is obedient.

But since Ji Wensheng wants to deceive himself like this, then just let him do it. It has nothing to do with Su Jin.

Thinking of this, Su Jin closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.

He was unable to gather Qi, had a lifespan to build his foundation, and had the physique of a mortal.

I almost fell into a deep sleep. When I woke up again, I saw a figure beside the bed.

Ji Wensheng, dressed in a black suit, came over and looked at him with a frown, as if he was confused about something.

Seeing Su Jin wake up, he immediately stood up and said with a cold snort:

"You sleep so well, I thought you were a pig."

...

Su Jin took a deep breath and thought that if he endured for a while, the sky would be clear, but if he took a step back, the more he thought about it, the angrier he got!

His eyes flashed, and he frowned and said coldly:

"Don't you have your own things to do? I heard you became a venerable, and now you're just here watching me sleep?"

Ji Wensheng looked at him and was not irritated at all. Instead, his expression looked a little strange, as if he was thinking about something.

Su Jin: "Why, you're addicted after eating it once?"

Ji Wensheng did not refute, but instead looked at Su Jin's pale face.

Suddenly he sat down on the bed and said:

"Why didn't your cultivation improve after you ate my essence?"

Su Jin was stunned, not understanding why Ji Wensheng suddenly brought this up.

But he figured it out after a little thought.

A cultivator in the Spirit Severing Stage, especially a cultivator in the Spirit Severing Stage with an innate chaotic Taoist body like Ji Wensheng.

If his essence were given to ordinary foxes, it would be enough for them to directly leap into a major stage.

But after giving it to Su Jin, not only did he not make any major progress, but he lay in bed for several days, his face pale and he couldn't be woken up.

Su Jin raised her eyelids and glanced at him lightly, not intending to hide it from him, and said directly:

"You know, I can't gather my energy."

Ji Wensheng was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand what Su Jin was saying.

He laughed dryly twice, his tone full of absurdity and sarcasm:

"I know your spiritual roots are poor, but you do have spiritual roots. If you can't gather Qi, how did you build your foundation?"

"Seal off the spiritual energy and forcibly build the foundation."

Ji Wensheng's face suddenly turned very pale!

He stretched out his hand and touched Su Jin's dantian. When his spiritual energy entered unimpeded and he saw the restriction inside that blocked Su Jin's meridians, he was completely dumbfounded!

His originally majestic expression suddenly wavered, his pupils trembled, and even his tone was a little confused.

"How could this happen..."

He only knew that Su Jin had deficient spiritual roots, very poor talent, and couldn't even use spiritual energy.

But how could it be so serious that I couldn’t gather Qi?

If you can’t gather Qi, then you can’t practice, right?

Doesn't that mean that one can only be in the foundation-building stage, and only have a lifespan of... five hundred years?

Five hundred years of life!

It sounds like a lot, but Su Jin is already over four hundred years old!

Moreover, for those who practice Taoism, a blink of an eye or a period of seclusion can last for ten or a hundred years.

Wouldn't that mean that in the blink of an eye, Su Jin would be liberated!

"So, your time is coming?"

Ji Wensheng himself didn't realize how trembling his voice was and how frightened his eyes were!

Su Jin glanced at him and suddenly saw a familiar expression on his face.

Su Jin was in a trance for a moment, as if he saw again that afternoon more than three hundred years ago, when his young master opened the door with a face full of fear and panic.

"They say you are just an ordinary person and will eventually grow old, get sick and die. I don't believe it!"

"You clearly have spiritual roots, you can practice!"

'You are my disciple! You are my only disciple! I won't let you die! Xiao Jin, I don't want you to die!'

"Stay with me, stay with me forever, Xiaojin, stay with me from now on, okay?"

'Xiao Jin...'

When Su Jin thought of his master, hatred welled up in his eyes. He sat up and looked down at Ji Wensheng who was squatting, with a faint smile on his lips.

"Ji Wensheng, do you know that your expression now is exactly the same as that of your master back then?"

Ji Wensheng's pupils shrank, and then a look of disgust appeared on his face as if he had swallowed a fly!

"Him? That hypocrite? How hilarious! I, Ji Wensheng, am a man of integrity. Don't compare me to him!"

Su Jin looked at him without saying a word, her indifferent eyes seemed to explain everything.

Although the current master has framed Ji Wensheng many times, it is undeniable.

Three hundred years ago, the master was also a sunny and enthusiastic newcomer of the righteous path. He was a passionate young man who would rush up and beat up anyone who slandered Su Jin.

He once thought about changing the entire sect with his own strength, but after he became the sect leader, he found that he couldn't even keep his most beloved disciple.