IX Cultivation

people's words.

Anyway, Wan Ling doesn't want to raise an apprentice or anything. Raising an apprentice means staying in the mortal world often. Although he will be in the mortal world for 900 years now, Wan Ling doesn't think that a half-demon can be promoted in 900 years. fairy.

The Wanling Immortal's head, which has not been thinking all the year round, was knotted, and he couldn't come up with any results for a while, so he decided to take a step at a time, so after the little thing absorbed enough spiritual power to suppress the broken and messy evil spirit in his body With a single finger, he pushed away Ji Xi who was still holding his arm, and then respected the little thing's self-awareness without erasing Ji Xi's memory, but told the little half-demon not to tell mortals about such things, otherwise...

otherwise what?

Wan Ling didn't think about it well, so he left a blank inscrutable.

Before Wan Ling left this time, he added several protective spells on Ji Xi's body. If anyone tried to touch the little thing again, that person would backfire and leave nothing left.

Just kidding, the Myriad Spirit Immortal is the Nine Heavens, No.1 below the Emperor of Heaven, protecting a little half-demon without using a hand, well, one finger is too much, and he will never encounter enough things to affect his mood.

Wan Lingxian will return the Buddhist beads to Firefox after finishing this little half-demon.

As for the fact that Firefox is pregnant with a half-demon again, Wan Ling is actually quite puzzled. Didn't it mean that it is difficult for humans and demons to have offspring?It is impossible to have one in 80 years, and now Ji Xi is only nine years old and has another...

When the time comes, I don't know whether it will inherit more demonic power or be more like a human. If it is like a demon, it is better to kill it now, and it is better not to do evil.

Although Wan Ling's spiritual power is mellow, even if the little half-demon suppresses the loss of the demon power, it is only a drop in the bucket for him, but he doesn't feel that he will still have the mood to mix it up when the time comes.

In fact, Wan Ling doesn't care about these at all. In this world, apart from Ji Jue, nothing has anything to do with him.

As always, Wan Ling acted according to his will, cutting off all the seven emotions and six desires that the gods in the sky no longer need to cut off, leaving only such a strange attribute at work.

Anyway, gods don't have to be great, as long as they don't do evil.

Immortal Wan Ling let Ji Xi take a good rest, and left completely regardless of the little half-demon's eyes wishing him to stay. Ji Xi also fell asleep because she couldn't take it all of a sudden.

Wan Ling found a place where no one was around, and immediately moved back to Jiaoyuan Palace, returned the Buddhist beads, and sat on the sedan chair that he had parked in Jiaoyuan Palace to go back to the Prince's Mansion.

It was almost time for dinner.

Wan Ling thought that the little prince would stay obediently in the prince's mansion, read books and practice martial arts, or play with the little sparrow he picked up, but Ji Jue was not in the prince's mansion.

Wan Ling asked the servant, and the servant also said that he did not see Ji Jue back.

The man thought for a while, but he didn't ask anyone to go find Ji Jue, and ended up waiting in the prince's mansion. In the evening, a little eunuch ran over with a sad face and nervousness, and told him:

"His Royal Highness has fallen into the water! He is still having a high fever, unconscious, and has been... calling Mr. Wan's name all the time. You should follow the slaves to have a look!"

028-029. Blackening

Prince Ji Jue was found in the pond in the imperial garden.

It is said that there was no one around at that time. The prince fell into the pond for some reason and sank. The duckweed covered in the struggling pond was instantly scattered, and the mess lost its beauty.

The originally clear pond was suddenly turbid by the silt, and the water splashed in all directions, and the startled colorful carp at the bottom of the pond fled in all directions.

After a long time, someone from the palace passed by and called the guards to rescue the struggling prince.

Afterwards, Ji Jue was sent to the side courtyard of Emperor Huan En, and someone from the imperial hospital came to treat him, but found that the prince not only had a high fever, but also kept talking nonsense, his lips were gradually turning purple, and his voice was hoarse and broken. The cause was found to be poisoning.

The poison has been applied since the prince was young, and now due to a coincidence, the situation has aggravated in advance. As soon as this incident happened, a maid in the prince's mansion committed suicide and died.

Emperor Huan En was furious, and was about to catch the person behind the scenes, but the clue was broken.

At the same time, the prince's condition is not getting better, so Wan Ling went to see him.

A tender and tender child who should have laughed out the dimples at the corners of his mouth just lay motionless on the bed, frowning occasionally and short of breath, he would not run around in a hurry at all, nor would he wear his handsome little clothes with high spirits. behind the man.

Immortal Wan Ling saw that Ji Jue's little girl lost her former vigor in an instant and turned pitiful. Everyone has his own destiny, and his destiny should go with the flow. He shouldn't change anything, so he didn't do anything.

Before going down to earth, Luo Fu also kept telling him repeatedly that Ji Jue's fate could not be changed, as long as he watched from the sidelines a little bit, so as not to let his mind degenerate, and he would be sincere to everything in the world after nine lifetimes.

Wan Ling then went to sit beside Ji Jue when Ji Jue started talking nonsense and calling his name again, and helped Ji Jue change the cloth on his forehead, letting Ji Jue's little friend hold his hand.

Although Wan Ling thinks that his condition is actually of no use to his condition...

It's not a problem for the prince to live in the emperor's courtyard for a long time. When Ji Jue finally got better, he invited Ji Jue, who was still drowsy and seldom awake, back to the prince's mansion.

The imperial physician delivered medicine here three times a day, and Emperor Huan En always came to see Ji Jue after his morning court.

At such a time, those people in the harem, the princes, also came here for a while, and then only Ji Xi insisted on coming every day.

Wan Ling was not that dull, and after Ji Xi came a few times, he understood that Ji Xi, a little half-demon, came to the Prince's mansion not to visit the Prince at all, but to accompany him mostly.

Wan Ling didn't point it out either, and only thought that the little half demon insisted on coming here because he wanted to learn from him, to worship him as a teacher or let him give advice.

But after waiting for almost half a month, the little banyao didn't speak anymore, just like an ordinary child, following him more diligently than the previous prince every day, and didn't mention those things that are not known to ordinary people.

Ji Jue was seriously injured, because the poison he had taken since he was a child had gradually penetrated into his heart and lungs, and he even coughed up blood when it was the worst. The burnt blurred eyes looked for Wan Ling, trying to find that white figure from his vision that was about to become completely dark...

Most of the people in the Imperial Hospital were also afraid of death and did not dare not try their best to treat Ji Jue, so after half a month, Ji Jue has improved a lot, but she needs to be recuperated slowly, and she needs to soak for half an hour every day. Medicated bath.

The medicated bath is naturally served by servants, Wan Ling doesn't need to do anything, and in Wan Ling's heart, the prince can always arrange everything for himself like a little adult, and he doesn't need anyone to worry about it.

Therefore, after Ji Jue was able to obediently get up and drink the medicine, and had the strength to walk a few steps, Wan Ling was relieved, and helped Ji Jue to press down the quilt covering her body and said, "Ah Jue, I put the medicine in it." next to it."

The little prince who had lost a lot of weight slowly opened his eyes, revealing his dark pupils. He turned his head to look in the direction of the man, his vision was blurred, and he couldn't even see the man's face clearly, but he still nodded towards Wan Ling , said a short word: "Yeah."

Ji Jue's voice became hoarse and difficult to hear. It seemed that when he had a fever, the fever was so severe that his eyes and vocal cords were affected.

Wan Ling saw that the little prince was already like this and still looked well-behaved and sensible, and didn't feel anything wrong. Ji Jue didn't say anything, so he felt relieved. He touched the little prince's head and said, "Ah Jue, remember to rest after drinking the medicine. What's the matter, the servant has been outside all the time."

Ji Jue hooked the corners of her mouth, looked at Wan Ling with crooked eyes, with a faint smile, as if saying 'I got it'.

Soon Ji Jue could see the back of the man turning and going out through his blurred eyes, the sound of the door closing sounded softly, but it seemed like the cruelest thing hit Ji Jue's heart, Ji Jue smiled, burning hot Tears couldn't stop falling behind her ears, her fists under the quilt were clenched tightly, and her long nails dug into her palms...

It was during this time that Ji Jue truly realized what it means to be sad.

It was as if the world he used to live in was all an illusion, but now it is real.

He always thought that he was liked by many people and he was kind to everyone, but in the end he was pushed into the water and poisoned to this day.

Ji Jue also always felt that Emperor Huan En liked him very much. He was the crown prince, and Emperor Huan En had great hopes for him, but his father, the emperor, knew that someone pushed him into the water, but kept the facts from him. Very angry, but also very concerned about him. In fact, his father has many sons, and he is not bad at all, such as Ji Xi, such as the eldest prince. Even when he comes to see him every day, it is in the name of caring about him.

No one knew how desperate he was when he fell into the water and was submerged, water poured into his chest and lungs from all directions, and he couldn't breathe!

He looked at the reflection of the murderer's panicked face reflected through the water, and the figure that escaped at the end, and really thought he was going to die...

At that time, the little prince was not thinking about himself, but thinking about whose husband would he become if he died?

He regretted it very much, regretted that he should not have brought Wan Ling to see Ji Xi, that he should not have wandered around in his own sulking and refused to return home, and even regretted that he had met Wan Ling.

If he hadn't met Wan Ling, Ji Jue didn't think he would have become so strange, wouldn't have discovered his faults, and wouldn't have started to be jealous, but if he hadn't met Wan Ling