When Chu Qi heard Yan Jiuge's words, he looked at him carefully. From the outside, there was nothing abnormal about Yan Jiuge. Perhaps he felt tired because he had consumed a lot of spiritual energy using the spiritual weapon.
After thinking about it, Chu Qi raised his hand and cast a magic spell to restore Yan Jiuge's spiritual power.
The white spiritual light passed over Yan Jiuge's eyebrows, causing him to lower his eyes subconsciously. The body's spiritual power was about to spontaneously defend itself in the next moment, but a trace of soft spiritual power appeared in the meridians, gently nourishing the spirit platform.
Yan Jiuge came back to his senses, removed all defensive restrictions, and allowed Chu Qi's spiritual power to fall on him.
It is like a drizzle in early spring, nourishing the earth after the cold winter, removing the cold and leaving vitality and joy.
The magic faded away, and Yan Jiuge raised his eyes.
In front of him, Chu Qi, who was wearing dark green medical clothes, was looking up at him with eager eyes, "Do you feel better?"
"Much better." Yan Jiuge nodded. Even though he was not physically tired, he could still feel the strength in Chu Qi's spiritual arts.
Hearing that the spiritual arts were effective, Chu Qi's eyes revealed some happiness, "My current cultivation is too low, so I can only use low-level spiritual arts. When I reach a higher level in the future, the effect will be better."
"Okay, I'll wait for Aqi to become stronger." Yan Jiuge was also in a good mood.
*
With the help of Yan Jiuge's spiritual weapon and Chu Qi's healing magic, the twenty acres of medicinal field were quickly cultivated.
Afterwards, the sword-cultivating disciples each received a bottle of Huiling Pill produced by Zhongling Peak Medicine Pavilion, which made them feel flattered.
After being in the Tianxuan Sect for many years, this is the first time I have obtained a magical medicine made by the sect’s doctors.
"Thank you for the medicine, Elder. Now the medicine fields have been cultivated. I will take my fellow disciples back to Creation Peak first." Liu Weiming bowed to Elder Qingyue and prepared to say goodbye. He would have to report today's mission to the headmaster later.
"Well, go ahead." Elder Qingyue nodded.
After Liu Weiming and the others left, Yan Jiuge naturally followed them back to Creation Peak.
Chu Qi watched them leave until they were out of sight, then he looked away. When Chu Qi turned around, he met his master's serious gaze.
"Master." Chu Qi called out.
"Have you regained your composure? Master is not forbidding you to play with other disciples, but when it is time to practice, you must practice seriously."
Elder Qingyue warned Chu Qi earnestly, "You have a great talent for cultivation, so don't waste it."
"Disciple knows, I will follow Master's instructions." Chu Qi responded obediently. It was indeed time for him to practice today. The medicinal fields had been cultivated, and the only thing left was to plant the spiritual medicine.
What's more, Yan Jiuge has already established his foundation, and it is really wrong for him to waste time in the early stages of Qi Refining.
Thinking of the healing spell he had used on Yan Jiuge today, Chu Qi felt that his cultivation was still shallow. Right now, it was just to get rid of fatigue. If he encountered danger in the future, or needed to treat injuries, his spiritual power would not be enough.
You must seize the time to practice!
Chu Qi secretly reminded himself in his heart.
**
More than half a month passed in a flash.
Chu Qi's cultivation had progressed from the early stage of Qi Refining to the late stage of Qi Refining, and every day was very fulfilling and peaceful.
Elder Qingyue suggested that Chu Qi should choose a time to go into seclusion and break through the foundation in one go before coming out.
Chu Qi was somewhat tempted, so after the morning class at Wenjian Peak, he told Yan Jiuge about it.
"Seclusion for a period of time? How long will it take?" Yan Jiuge asked carefully.
"I'm not too sure, but it shouldn't be more than a month, right?" Chu Qi replied.
"That's perfect." Yan Jiuge turned his head and looked at the mountains rising one after another. That direction was the mountain gate of Tianxuan Sect.
"Just what?" Chu Qi didn't understand.
"I have been building my foundation for some time and can take on some sect missions to gain experience. Since you are going to go into seclusion, I will do some missions." Yan Jiuge explained.
The Tianxuan Sect has many tasks, such as catching spiritual beasts, finding spiritual medicines, or inspecting the stability of the sect's territory. In addition to the Tianxuan Sect, there are many towns or small sects that depend on the Tianxuan Sect for survival. Sometimes when something happens to them, they will ask the Tianxuan Sect for help.
Now that Yan Jiuge has just established his foundation, he should not be tasked with patrolling for safety. He will most likely go to the mountains within the sect to capture some spiritual beasts, which is a relatively simple task.
Chu Qi thought about it, took out some spiritual medicines that he had recently refined from his Qiankun bag, and handed them to Yan Jiuge, "Take these spiritual medicines and use them when you are training."
The elixirs Chu Qi made included those that restored spiritual power and those that treated external injuries. Although their effects were simple, they were practical.
"Okay." Yan Jiuge did not refuse and put away all the elixirs.
The journey from Tianxuan Sect back to Yunyin Realm is quite long, and one does need to replenish some spiritual power along the way.
So, on the day when Chu Qi was in seclusion, Yan Jiuge took a training mission from the Tianxuan Sect and left through the mountain gate.
*
If the Yunhua Realm is a small world, then the Yunyin Realm is a big world.
The cultivation level of the powerful in Yunyin Realm can reach the Mahayana stage, and there are many precedents of predecessors ascending to become immortals. The inheritance and spiritual energy are much higher than those in Yunhua Realm.
However, due to the space restriction, the cultivators of Yunhua Realm and Yunyin Realm do not often travel to each other. Only a very small number of people can freely travel between the two realms, and the Yan family of Yunyin Realm is one of them.
The Yan family law enforcer in a grey robe was guarding the border, staring at everything around him with eyes devoid of any emotion.
In front of the law enforcers, there is a space teleportation array. It is this array that connects the Yunhua Realm and the Yunyin Realm, becoming the only entrance and exit between the two realms.
A wave of spiritual power emanated from the teleportation array, causing the law enforcers stationed there to move closer as if they had sensed something.
Then, a young man in black and gold clothes walked out of the teleportation array. He had handsome features and a very cold expression. The dark red spiritual pattern on his forehead was like a cluster of flames, set off by his dark gold eyes, which were without any emotion.
"I greet the young master and welcome you back."
The law enforcers dropped their guard and saluted respectfully towards the young man.
The person who came was Yan Jiuge who had returned from the Yunhua Realm and was also the heir of the Yan family in the Yunyin Realm.
The Yan family is in charge of the disciplines, and their duty is to maintain the stability of the cultivation world. Therefore, the space restrictions, space teleportation arrays, and even the Ascension Platform are all under the control of the Yan family.
The Yan family lived in seclusion, their actions were mysterious and unpredictable, and they lived in seclusion in the Hidden Cloud Realm. They would not show up unless it was an important matter. Otherwise, the Hidden Cloud Realm seemed to be ruled by the Yan family alone.
Passing the law enforcers guarding the space formation, Yan Jiuge flew on his sword towards the main residence of the Yan family.
The main residence of the Yan family was not far from the border, and Yan Jiuge arrived there in a quarter of an hour by flying on his sword.
As the deadline approached, the Yan family was on high alert. All the ancient formations were opened, and layer after layer of restrictions protected the main house like a cocoon.
At the main entrance of the Yan family, in addition to the guards in gray robes, there was also a black figure standing at the entrance, looking like he was waiting for something.
Yan Jiuge flew down from midair on his sword. The ancient formation did not stop him at all. Sensing his presence, the guards at the main gate all bowed their heads in salute.
Only the man in the dark-colored clothes had a cold look on his face. He looked at the boy who had just returned and started to scold him, "You always come back almost late, Yan Jiuge, you really should reflect on yourself."
Yan Jiuge glanced at him and said nothing more. He was tired of hearing these words a long time ago. Now that he heard them again, he just regarded them as nonsense.
But when their eyes met, Yan Jiuge's dark golden eyes made the man silent for a moment, and then he softened his tone and continued, "Your temper is getting more and more rebellious. If the seal gets out of control, it will cause a lot of trouble. It's better to come back as soon as possible."
"Stop talking nonsense." Yan Jiuge frowned in disgust. "I have a bad temper. Who is to blame for the seal getting out of control?"
"… "
"Yan Mingchao, instead of talking nonsense here, why not open the altar earlier?" Yan Jiuge said in a cold tone, "I'm in a hurry."
"You come with me."
Yan Mingchao withdrew his gaze from him, his tone a little light, and it was unclear whether it was melancholy.
The other guards who were watching the quarrel remained motionless. They had long been accustomed to the quarrels between the master and the young master.
The Yan family has too many things to protect, but there is only one Yan Jiuge.
The weight of this lock on their Yan family was so heavy that it made it hard to breathe.
Inside the ancient building, in the center of the entire Yan family’s main residence, is a huge altar.
Different from other altars for worshipping the gods, this altar is filled with restrictions and is used to suppress the things beneath the altar.
The spirit gathering formation spread throughout the entire main residence of the Yan family. Everyone had a solemn look on their face, and under their feet there was a formation rune.
If their spiritual power is insufficient at that time, the Spirit Gathering Array will extract up to nine levels of spiritual power from them and supply it to the person in the center of the array.
"Let's start." Yan Mingchao said in a deep voice.
"Buzz!" With a soft sound, the altar that was originally blocked gradually released the outermost restriction, and the ground paved with black jade sank downward, revealing a bottomless black abyss.
Wisps of evil spirit overflowed from the gap in the altar, like a mouth with bared fangs, unceremoniously drooling with malicious intent.
"Yan..."
Before Yan Mingchao could speak, the young man standing beside him had already walked towards the center of the altar. He was alone, carrying the burden of thousands of people and even the entire Yunyin Realm.
Yan Mingchao's eyes were solemn. He raised his hand to mobilize his spiritual power to form a seal, "Form a formation, hold the Yuan and guard the One, rise!"
The brilliance of the spirit gathering formation appeared in the main house of the Yan family, and runes were lit up one after another. The faces of the people guarding the runes showed forbearance and pain. It was not a pleasant feeling to have the spirit power forcibly drained away by the formation.
But if he doesn't do this, Yan Jiuge, who is in the center of the formation, will be attacked by the evil spirit.
The evil spirit that has accumulated there for tens of millions of years is enough to subvert the entire Yunyin Realm and cause great suffering to all living beings.
The reason why the Yan family bears such a responsibility is because they are born with a ball of immortal energy in their bodies, which can be big or small and can seal the evil spirit.
However, if a person with immortal energy is exposed to some evil spirits, this talent will disappear. This is how Yan Mingchao's immortal energy disappeared.
But after Yan Jiuge was born, the crisis of the Yan family was reversed.
—Because Yan Jiuge was born with immortal bones.
With the immortal bone, the evil spirit can be sealed forever.
*
Under the altar, at the bottom of the abyss.
There was no light, and even time seemed to have stopped, with silence and darkness everywhere.
The evil spirit silently surged towards Yan Jiuge, gradually eroding Yan Jiuge's body. The immortal bone had a huge attraction to them.
For these evil spirits that have no intelligence at all, the danger of being sealed is far less than their instinctive reaction.
The spiritual power of the spirit gathering array also gathered from the center of the array to Yan Jiuge, turning his body into a battlefield where two forces fought against each other.
Pain is inevitable, loss of control and clarity are repeatedly intertwined in those dark golden eyes.
Yan Jiuge was no stranger to such torment. He lowered his eyes, clasped his fingers together, and clenched them unconsciously.
What surprised Yan Jiuge a little was that he had a white jade bottle in his hand. He didn't know when he took it out of the Qiankun bag.
Before Yan Jiuge could think about it, the bone-gnawing pain came into his mind again.
“Bang!”
The jade bottle fell to the ground and broke into several pieces. The Huiling Pill inside rolled out, and the scent of medicine emerged in the dark abyss.
"… "
Those dark golden eyes revealed a bit of clarity.
Yan Jiuge took out all the jade bottles in his Qiankun bag, opened the stoppers, and let the aroma of the elixir float around him.
Low-level spiritual medicines were not of much use to Yan Jiuge now, but he was reluctant to throw them away, so he kept them in his Qiankun bag and brought them to Yunyin Realm.
In the end, the only things that stayed with him were the familiar scent of medicine.
"Aqi..."
The whisper became hoarse, and Yan Jiuge heard his own murmurs. His consciousness gradually became hazy, and he closed his eyes, thinking of something that happened a long time ago.
*
Yan Jiuge had long known that the path he was going to take was predetermined since birth.
Except for meeting Chu Qi.
The first time Yan Jiuge met Chu Qi was when he was nine years old.
At that time, Yan Jiuge had just sealed the evil spirit. Because he was still young and his cultivation was not enough, he could not control the backlash of the evil spirit. His temper was violent and unpredictable, and he would often go crazy.
Yan Mingchao had no other choice but to use the clan's restrictions to put another seal on Yan Jiuge.
After that, a dark red spiritual pattern appeared on Yan Jiuge's forehead, his cultivation was suppressed to the Qi Refining stage, and he was sent to the Yunhua Realm to recuperate.
Yan Jiuge didn't care. When he was born, he had never wished for it; when he died, he couldn't predict it either.
Living is burdened by the evil spirit and is extremely boring.
Until that evening, a child broke into the courtyard where Yan Jiuge lived.
The child was holding a candied haws in one hand, clinging to the top of the wall with the other hand, and stepping on the tree trunk outside the wall, trying hard to climb in from outside the wall.
But after a moment, the child came in from the other side of the wall with a "bang" and landed on the ground.
Yan Jiuge noticed the movement, but because he was too sleepy to move, he sat on a stone chair in the courtyard and looked sideways.
Eyes met.
The smile on the child's face froze.
He was born with a lovely appearance, and he liked beauty. He first stared at Yan Jiuge blankly for a while, then turned his head to look at the eight-foot-high wall, looked back and forth twice, and finally spoke to Yan Jiuge a little embarrassedly.
"I went to the wrong yard. I'm so sorry to bother you."
The child's voice was soft, and his attitude was sincere and well-behaved when he apologized, making it hard to punish him too much.
Yan Jiuge stared at the child quietly. He had never met such a person before. He looked as harmless as a human being and had no skills at all. However, he climbed over the wall with his own ability.
As if seeing that Yan Jiuge's expression had not eased, the child hesitated for a moment and handed the candied haws in his hand to him, "Otherwise, I'll compensate you with a string of candied haws. I spent a lot of effort to buy this secretly without Uncle Lin's knowledge. It's really rare."
Candied haws were even more rare in Yan Jiuge's eyes.
A string of bright red things wrapped in light golden sugar shells, and even the air was filled with the sweet smell of sugar.
No one knew why at the time, but Yan Jiuge reached out his hand and took the candied haws from the child.
Unfortunately, before Yan Jiuge could take a closer look at what this thing was, the remaining evil spirit in his body flowed out through his fingertips.
Yan Jiuge's fingers trembled.
"Bang." The string of candied haws in his hand fell to the ground.
The child's eyes widened, and his black eyeballs quickly became misty. He complained and accused, "If you don't like it, you can tell me and I won't give it to you. Why did you throw it on the ground?"
Yan Jiuge looked at his eyebrows and explained for the first time, "I didn't hold it firmly."
"You are older than me, how come you can't even hold a candied haws steadily?"
"Then why did you go to the wrong house again?"
"These are two different things. I'm talking to you about the candied haws."
"It's one thing. Everything has a cause and an effect. If you hadn't walked into the wrong house, I wouldn't have lost the candied haws."
"No! I walked into the wrong house and I lost my candied haws. I am the most unlucky one."
"… "
As expected, the sound of the dispute attracted people from both courtyards.
The child was taken away by his uncle Lin.
And Yan Jiuge, under the extremely shocked gaze of his servants, condescended to bend down and picked up the dusty string of candied haws on the ground.
“Young… Young Master…” The servant was so shocked that he couldn’t even speak clearly.
"What is this? Is it precious?" Yan Jiuge asked him.
"This is a kind of snack that children in Yunhua Realm like to eat. It is called Tanghulu. For children, something they like should be extremely precious."
The attendant explained to Yan Jiuge with difficulty, and then reminded him carefully, "But this string of candied haws has been covered with dust, so we have to throw it away."
"That child just now..."
"He is our next-door neighbor's child, his name is Chu Qi."
"Chu Qi." Yan Jiuge repeated.
After he finished speaking, Yan Jiuge moved his gaze away from the candied haws and looked in the direction of the wall.
It was rare for sunlight to illuminate his eyes and add a bit of light.
(End of this chapter)