The second floor of the villa.
Yexi ordered people to lay Mo Zhixuan's wife flat on the bed, and called out the servant.
Mo Zhixuan said earnestly: "Master, I really have to thank you this time, I know my wife is at the end of her life, and I'm afraid this attack will consume a lot of your spiritual energy."
Mrs. Mo is a few years older than Mo Zhixuan, they have no children in their life, and they have been with each other for decades.
Mo Zhixuan loves her, respects her, shames her, and respects her.
He knew that it was because he entered Taoism that such a gentle and kind woman could not have a child of her own.
But she never blamed him, she always silently supported and accompanied him by his side.
For him, what in the world could be more important than her
Not to mention two years, even if she could only live for two more months, even two days, he would be willing!
Yexi has already penetrated these affections.
She looked at Mo Zhixuan, with a hint of admiration in her eyes, and said: "It doesn't matter, your husband and wife are so affectionate that even God's will can move you, and I am no exception."
Mo Zhixuan's eyes were red, his gratitude was beyond words, Yexi said again: "You go out too, I'm going to cast a spell."
"Yes, Master."
After Mo Zhixuan left, Yexi closed her eyes and transferred all the spiritual power in her body into the sea of consciousness. When she opened her eyes, a golden light flashed in her beautiful almond eyes.
The next second, she stretched out her hand, and the golden spiritual power visible to the naked eye was forcibly poured into Madam Mo's body by her.
Mrs. Mo's doom is not due to illness, but natural aging, so Yexi can only use this method of consuming spiritual power to restore her body, so that she can live longer.
Half an hour later, Ye Xi withdrew her hand, and she was reborn. There was not much spiritual power in her body, and seven or eight out of ten of it was consumed at once. At this time, her face was not very good-looking.
She reached out and wiped the sweat from her forehead and went downstairs.
Seeing her coming down, Mo Zhixuan hastily greeted her,
Yexi passed by the living room, but saw an old photo placed in a photo frame on the wall.
In the photo, a young man is holding a seven or eight-year-old boy, and the two smile almost identically.
Ye Xi pointed to the photo and asked, "What is the relationship between this person and you?"
Mo Zhixuan looked at the person in the photo frame respectfully, and there was another kind of sadness in his eyes: "This is my master. I was an orphan since I was a child. It was my master who picked me up and brought me up. In my heart, he is my biological father. Unfortunately, Master's fate is unlucky, he only lived to be thirty-two years old before going to bliss."
Yexi smiled slightly, she never thought that she and Mo Zhixuan had such a fate.
"Master, do you know my master?"
"Not only did he know him, but he was very familiar with him. He called me Master."
After hearing this, Mo Zhixuan knelt down at her feet, kowtowed heavily, and shouted: "Master Patriarch!"
Yexi raised her hand, "Get up, we are all family."
This movement was so big that the servants' eyes were attracted, and all of them showed amazed expressions.
Even Xi Zhimo is no exception.
He took a deep look at Yexi, the big brother who lived in seclusion in the Taoist sect actually knelt down to her, even he didn't deserve this kind of treatment, okay
Seemingly unhappy, he stretched out his hand and flicked the ginseng head in his hand,
The sleeping spirit ginseng was suddenly woken up, and tears fell down.
Xi Zhimo noticed that the ginseng in his hand had soaked out of water for no reason.
He picked up a rhizome in disgust, turned it upside down in the air, and said contemptuously, "Aren't you disgusting, are you peeing?"
Yexi came over just in time to see this scene, and couldn't help laughing out loud.
(end of this chapter)