Feng Qi pushed open the hidden courtyard door, and Ji Chaoyun was sitting in the courtyard wiping his sword.
He didn't seem to notice the movement outside the door, lowered his head and looked focused. A lantern hangs on the top of the huge sycamore tree branch, which clearly reflects the outline of his face, adding a touch of tenderness.
Feng Qi stood at the end of the stone bridge, just looking at the person under the lamp, the anxiety in his heart suddenly disappeared.
The battle between immortals and demons, and the ancient gods, seem to be less important than the person in front of him.
"...Where have you been in a daze?" Ji Chaoyun's voice came, he still didn't look up, the soft cloth in his hand brushed the sword edge gently.
Feng Qi smiled brightly and strode forward: "You've sensed that your power has increased very quickly recently, I just deliberately restrained my breath, but I didn't expect you to sense it."
When he came closer, Ji Chaoyun looked up at him with a little pride in his eyes: "I felt it when you passed through the circle."
Feng Qi lowered his head and kissed the corner of his eyes: "According to your progress, you wouldn't really want to beat me in the Heavenly Ranking Competition, would you?"
"Be careful—" Ji Chaoyun was tickled by his kiss, smiled and ducked back, picked up the scabbard on the bamboo couch, and put the sword into the scabbard with a "clang", "I think, you give it to me Is this a chance?"
"It depends on how you bribe me."
Feng Qi blinked hintingly, and when his eyes touched the sword in Ji Chaoyun's hand, he was a little surprised: "This is... Feng Xiao's sword."
This sword has been kept by Ji Chaoyun, and it has been a long time since he took it out.
"... um." Ji Chaoyun's eyes dropped, his fingers clenched tightly around the sword, inexplicably a little uneasy, "I just thought I hadn't wiped it for a long time, so... "
Feng Qi interrupted in a low voice: "What did you explain to me, I said that I won't be jealous anymore. Come here, let's eat first."
He put the food box on the small table on the bamboo couch, lifted the lid, and brought out the dishes one by one.
Ji Chaoyun put the sword aside, looked at his movements, and asked softly, "What is the matter with Immortal Venerable Tianshu looking for you?"
Feng Qi paused for a moment, but didn't tell the truth: "It's okay, I talked about the current situation of Xianxianyu, and explained that I should concentrate on practicing. Every time I say these words, it's getting more and more long-winded."
"Tianshu Xianzun should be worried about you." Ji Chaoyun said.
Feng Qi went to the back kitchen to bring out the seafood porridge that had been simmered in the morning, and handed a bowl to Ji Chaoyun: "Eat some main food first, and then eat the dessert later."
Ji Chaoyun didn't dare to refute, and took it over obediently: "...Oh."
Feng Qi watched him take small sips of porridge, suddenly remembered something, and asked again: "By the way, we talked about the method of strengthening the seal just now. You said that the three magic tools Feng Xiao left behind were true or false. ?"
Ji Chaoyun: "Of course it's true."
"But at the Dragon King Temple in Linhai Village, you said it was fake."
"That's not what I meant." Ji Chaoyun shook his head, "I mean, the three instruments that the world thinks are the glazed beads, the red feather sword, and the phoenix golden ling are fake, and only the red feather sword is real."
Feng Qi tapped his fingertips on the table and asked, "So, do you know what those three instruments are?"
"… Guess what."
Feng Qi: "I would like to hear the details."
Ji Chaoyun put down the tableware and chopsticks, just at this moment, a crisp bell sounded behind him.
A piebald white cat with a crystal clear pink flower in its mouth, jumped onto Ji Chaoyun's lap, raised its head and handed the flower to Ji Chaoyun. A silver bell hung around its neck, and when it moved, it was the sound of that thing.
This kitten has been playing very well with Ji Chaoyun recently, and Ji Chaoyun made this silver bell for it himself.
"Xiaohua, you're picking my spirit grass again!" Feng Qi pretended to hit someone, Xiaohua hid behind Ji Chaoyun, her moist eyes staring at Feng Qi pitifully.
Ji Chaoyun rubbed Xiaohua's head and said warmly: "Okay, anyway, those spirit grasses you planted are just to decorate the yard, Xiaohua likes it, let it play."
"Ooooooooooo..."
"Just get used to it." Feng Qi muttered in a low voice, his eyes fell on the side swords placed beside the little white cat and Ji Chaoyun, and a thought suddenly flashed in his heart, "Wait..."
Feng Qi asked, "Those two magic weapons are actually the Chiyu Sword and... Spirit Tiger?"
Ji Chaoyun threw the pink flower, the spiritual force floated away with the spiritual grass, and the little white cat flicked its tail and chased after him, leaving a string of bells.
He looked at the playful figure of the little white cat, with a smile on his lips: "Yes, the mount and the sword are the so-called magic tools he left in the world."
"What about the last one?"
"The last one..." Ji Chaoyun turned around and looked up at Feng Qi.
The last thing is the most precious thing he left in this world.
Nirvana after rebirth.
Returning these three things to their original position is the only way to repair the seal.
Ji Chaoyun looked back and whispered, "I don't know what the last thing is, do you have any clues?"
"No, I'm still investigating." Feng Qi said, "Let's eat first."
"Ok… "
The two didn't say anything else and finished their dinner quietly. Feng Qi packed up the dishes, and when he returned to the courtyard, he saw that Ji Chaoyun was still holding the sword in a daze.
He sighed silently, walked to the other side and hugged him: "What are you thinking?"
Ji Chaoyun suddenly recovered, and subconsciously hid the sword behind him: "No, no."
"Why not, I saw it all." Feng Qi stretched his hand behind him deliberately, trying to grab the sword.
But just as his fingers touched the blade, an unfamiliar image flashed across his mind.
The picture flashed very fast, and before Feng Qi could see it clearly, Ji Chaoyun had already drawn the matching sword from his hand.
"Don't make trouble." Ji Chaoyun turned the spirit storage ring in his hand and put away the sword. In addition to being nervous, he did not notice Feng Qi's sudden sinking expression.
Feng Qi frowned slightly, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his expression had returned to normal.
He squeezed Ji Chaoyun's profile and sighed: "Blame me, I shouldn't have mentioned those things to you today, I've never seen me like this, mentioning a rival in love over and over again."
Ji Chaoyun whispered: "Not a rival in love."
"what?"
"Don't ask." Ji Chaoyun pursed his lips and buried his head in Feng Qi's arms, "Don't ask again."
He clenched Feng Qi's sleeve tightly, and his eyes were slightly red: "Let's find a place where no one can find it and bury this sword."
"Chaoyun..."
"We shouldn't have taken it out of Mount Sumeru from the beginning." Ji Chaoyun said in a hoarse voice, "He won't come back, keeping this sword... doesn't make any sense."
Feng Qi stroked Ji Chaoyun's trembling back and said warmly, "No."
"Chaoyun, I don't know why you are so sad today. If you have anything else you don't want to tell me, I don't have to ask, but I don't want you to do anything you don't want to." Feng Qi stuck to Ji Chaoyun's ear, his voice Gentle, "I don't care what that's for."
Ji Chaoyun's voice was dull: "I didn't..."
"Then why don't you dare to look me in the eyes and say this to me?"
Ji Chaoyun's shoulders trembled slightly.
Feng Qi sighed softly: "Xiaolong, now that it's happened, do you think you still have something on your mind that you can hide from me? Don't say such things again, you don't need to force yourself for me."
"It's not like this... You don't understand..." Ji Chaoyun whispered, "I'm just afraid... I'm afraid you will leave again."
"Why did I leave you?" Feng Qi frowned, "Do you think if he comes back, I will leave you?"
"no… "
Feng Qi asked, "What is that? What made you think I would leave?"
Ji Chaoyun was startled to realize that he had said the wrong thing and stopped answering.
Feng Qi lowered his eyes and looked at Ji Chaoyun's profile, as if he had discovered something from the other party's hesitant words, his strange attitude with Tianshu, and the unfamiliar images that appeared in his mind several times.
The mess in his mind seemed to finally grasp a bit of context at this moment, but it was not very clear.
"What the hell..." Feng Qi wanted to ask again, Ji Chaoyun suddenly raised his head and kissed him on the lips.
He had just eaten a lot of cakes, and there was a sweet and sour taste between his lips and teeth. All Feng Qi's words were blocked in his throat. After the kiss, Ji Chaoyun looked up at him and said seriously, "Feng Qi, I want it."
"you… "
"Don't you want to?" Ji Chaoyun posted it again, awkwardly prying open the other's lips and teeth.
Many times in the past, it was Feng Qi who took the initiative, but Ji Chaoyun didn't know much.
He pushed Feng Qi onto the bamboo couch, and while kissing him, he casually pulled at the front of his shirt.
Ji Chaoyun was short of breath and raised his head slightly: "What about now?"
His eyes were still red, and he looked fragile and beautiful.
Feng Qi instantly understood.
He didn't want him to ask any more questions.
Feng Qi's heart was sour and soft, and he took Ji Chaoyun in his arms: "I won't ask, don't do this. Your health is still unclear, we can't..."
"Feng Qi, I'm sincere." Ji Chaoyun put his hands on Feng Qi's side, lowered his head and kissed his lips, "There are indeed some things I can't tell you yet, but I am sincere to you and want to be with you. Together they are sincere.”
Every time he said a word, he kissed Feng Qi on the lips.
His trembling fingers followed the clothes, and at the end, his voice was already trembling: "...It's true, I, I can prove it to you."
Finally, Feng Qi couldn't bear it any longer, and turned over to push him down on the bamboo couch.
…
…
This time, the spiritual practice was extremely frantic. The two of them had their own thoughts, as if they were venting.
After two or three times, Ji Chaoyun had completely lost his strength.
The two fell on the bamboo couch, and Ji Chaoyun pushed Feng Qi's shoulder: "I'm going to take a bath..."
"Why are you going to take a shower? Don't you want to prove it to me, that's not going to work?" Feng Qi brushed Ji Chaoyun's wet temples behind him and looked at his clear brows, "I haven't had enough fun yet."
Noticing something, Ji Chaoyun hurriedly backed away: "No... I can't do it anymore."
Ji Chaoyun just wanted to escape, but was pulled back by Feng Qi's waist. A whimper that hadn't been uttered was stuck in his throat, and he was picked up by Feng Qi.
Ji Chaoyun had difficulty breathing, and was so scared that he hugged Feng Qi's neck tightly, almost speechless: "...what are you doing?"
"Take you to take a bath." Feng Qi laughed teasingly, and in this posture, hugged Ji Chaoyun and strode towards the back of the house.
The little white cat was competing with a spirit grass in the spiritual field, and saw the two of them walking towards him from a distance.
It tilted its head, as if it didn't understand what the two were doing.
"Fuck off, this is what you can watch too?" Feng Qi whispered at it, the little white cat purred, and hurriedly slipped away with the spirit grass in its mouth.
Feng Qi carried Ji Chaoyun into the water, but the water did not come up, giving Ji Chaoyun the illusion of drowning for the first time.
The sound of water in his ears rattled, Ji Chaoyun was confused, and his whole body was hot.
This heat made Ji Chaoyun's blood almost boil, so he didn't notice anything unusual in his body.
Spiritual power was continuously poured into Feng Qi's body, causing the original spiritual power in his spiritual veins to flow rapidly, flowing through his limbs and bones, reshaping his immortal bones.
Ji Chaoyun suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed Feng Qi's hand: "Feng Qi, wait, I seem to—"
His words were blocked in Feng Qi's kiss.
…
At the end of the last spiritual practice, Feng Qi kept kissing Ji Chaoyun's moist eyes: "What's the matter, you like it so much?"
"I… "
Ji Chaoyun opened his mouth, he felt that with the last trace of spiritual power pouring into his body, all the spiritual power in his body was going somewhere.
That's where he... Dan Core was before he lost the Dragon Ball.
Feng Qi finally discovered Ji Chaoyun's abnormality. He grabbed the opponent's wrist and was about to penetrate into the spiritual veins, but he felt that his arms were empty.
The reverted silver dragon slid into the water.
The dragon scales around the silver dragon shone with a faint light, which quickly enveloped it. The pool water kept bubbling upwards, the temperature was getting higher and higher, the water surface was surging and splashing, and an extremely powerful spiritual power wave surged out of the water.
"This is… "
Feng Qi was born in the Immortal Domain, and he was born with an immortal body. He has not experienced these things, but it is not that he does not know it.
This is…
Dancing.
The author has something to say:
After thinking about it, it is better to replace it with this version, the effect is better, if you are unfortunately killed... replace it with the original orz