After Cultivating With the Enemy

Feng Qi pushed open the courtyard door, and Ji Chaoyun was sitting in the courtyard wiping his sword.

He didn't seem to notice the movement outside the door, his head was lowered, his expression focused.There are spiritual lamps hanging on the branches of the huge sycamore tree, which clearly reflects the contours of his face, adding a bit of tenderness.

Feng Qi stood at the end of the stone bridge, just looking at the people under the lamp, the boredom in his heart suddenly disappeared.

What battle between immortals and demons, what ancient gods, seem to be less important than this person in front of him.

"...Where have you been in a daze?" Ji Zhaoyun's voice came, but he still didn't look up, and the soft cloth in his hand lightly brushed the edge of the sword.

Feng Qi Shulang smiled, and strode forward: "You have improved your sensitivity very quickly recently, I just deliberately restrained my breath, but I didn't expect you to sense it."

As he walked closer, Ji Chaoyun looked up at him, with some pride in his eyes: "I felt it when you passed through the magic circle."

Feng Qi lowered her head and kissed the corner of his eyes: "According to your progress, you won't really want to beat me in the competition, will you?"

"Be careful——" Ji Zhaoyun was itchy from his kiss, smiled and hid back, picked up the scabbard on the bamboo couch, and put the sword back into the sheath with a "dang", "I think, what do you want?" Do I have this chance?"

"That 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.

"...Hmm." Ji Zhaoyun's eyes drooped, his fingers curled tightly on the sword, inexplicably uneasy, "I just thought I haven't wiped it for a long time, so..."

Feng Qi interrupted in a low voice: "What are you explaining to me? You've already said that you won't be jealous anymore. Come here, let's eat first."

He put the food box on the small case on the bamboo couch, lifted the lid, and brought out the dishes one by one.

Ji Chaoyun put the sword aside, watched his movements, and asked softly, "What does Tianshu Xianzun want from you?"

Feng Qi paused, not telling the truth: "It's okay, I told you about the current situation in the Immortal Territory, and told me to concentrate on practicing. These words are repeated every time, and they become more and more verbose."

"Tianshu Xianzun should be worried about you." Ji Chaoyun said.

Feng Qi went to the back kitchen again to bring out the seafood porridge that had been simmered early in the morning, filled a bowl and handed it to Ji Chaoyun: "Let's eat some staple food first, and then eat some snacks later."

Ji Zhaoyun didn't dare to refute, so he took it obediently: "...Oh."

Feng Qi watched him sip the porridge, suddenly remembered something, and asked again: "By the way, we just talked about the method of strengthening the seal. You said that the three magical artifacts that Feng Xiao left behind back then, are they true or not? ?”

Ji Chaoyun: "Of course it is true."

"But at the Dragon King Temple in Linhai Village, you said it was a fake."

"That's not what I meant." Ji Chaoyun shook his head, "I mean, the glazed bead, red feather sword, and phoenix golden feather that the world thinks are fake, and only the red feather sword is real."

Feng Qi tapped on the table with his fingertips, and asked: "So, do you know what those three magic weapons are?"

"... I can guess."

Feng Qi: "I would like to hear the details."

Ji Zhaoyun put down the bowl and chopsticks, and at this moment, a crisp bell sound came from behind him.

A small white cat with piebald spots held a small crystal clear pink flower in its mouth, jumped onto Ji Chaoyun's lap, raised its head and handed the flower to Ji Zhaoyun.There is a silver bell hanging around its neck, and when it moves, it is the sound made by that thing.

This kitten has played very well with Ji Chaoyun recently, and this silver bell was made by Ji Chaoyun himself.

"Xiao Hua, you picked my spirit grass again!" Feng Qi made a gesture to hit someone, Xiao Hua hid behind Ji Chaoyun, her two moist eyes stared at Feng Qi pitifully.

Ji Zhaoyun rubbed Xiaohua's head, and said in a warm voice, "Okay, anyway, those spirit grasses of yours are just to decorate the yard, Xiaohua likes it, let it play."

"Ooooooooooo..."

"You just get used to it." Feng Qi muttered in a low voice, his eyes fell on the sword placed beside the little white cat and Ji Chaoyun, and a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, "Wait..."

Feng Qi asked: "Those two magic weapons are actually the Chiyu sword and... the spirit tiger?"

Ji Zhaoyun tossed the little pink flower, and the spiritual force lifted the floating spirit grass away. The little white cat flicked its tail and chased after it, leaving behind a series of bells.

He looked at the playful figure of the little white cat, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Yes, the mount and the sword are the so-called magic weapons he left behind in the world."

"What about the last one?"

"The last thing..." Ji Chaoyun turned his head and looked up at Feng Qi.

The last one is the most precious thing he left to this world.

The self after Nirvana rebirth.

Returning these three things to their original positions is the only way to repair the seal.

Ji Zhaoyun withdrew his gaze and said in a low voice, "I don't know what the last one is, do you have any clues?"

"No, I'm still investigating." Feng Qi said, "Let's eat first."

"Um……"

The two didn't say anything, and finished their dinner quietly.Feng Qi packed up the dishes, and when he returned to the courtyard, he saw Ji Chaoyun still holding the sword in a daze.

He sighed silently, walked to the other side and hugged him: "What are you thinking?"

Ji Zhaoyun suddenly came back to his senses, and subconsciously hid the sword behind his back: "No, no."

"Why not, I've seen it all." Feng Qi deliberately stretched his hand behind his back, trying to snatch the sword.

But just when his fingers touched the blade, a strange picture suddenly flashed in his mind.

The picture flashed extremely fast, before Feng Qi could see it clearly, Ji Zhaoyun had already pulled out the accompanying sword from his hand.

"Stop making trouble." Ji Chaoyun turned the spirit storage ring in his hand, and put away the accompanying sword.Aside from being nervous, he didn't notice Feng Qi's face suddenly darkened.

Feng Qi frowned slightly, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his expression had returned to normal.

He pinched Ji Chaoyun's side face, sighed, "Blame me, I shouldn't have mentioned that to you today, I've never seen me like this, mentioning my love rival over and over again."

Ji Chaoyun whispered, "It's not a love rival."

"what?"

"Don't ask." Ji Chaoyun pursed his lips tightly, and buried his head in Feng Qi's arms, "Don't ask again."

He squeezed Feng Qi's sleeves tightly, 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 very beginning." Ji Chaoyun said softly 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 still have something 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 do." Feng Qi pressed against Ji Chaoyun's ear, his voice Gentle, "I don't care what that is for."

Ji Zhaoyun's voice was dull: "I didn't..."

"Then why don't you dare look me in the eyes and say this to me?"

Ji Zhaoyun's shoulders trembled slightly.

Feng Qi sighed softly: "Xiaolong, until now, do you think you still have something on your mind that you can hide from me? Don't say such things in the future, 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...afraid that you will leave again."

"Why would I leave you?" Feng Qi frowned, "Do you think that if he comes back, I will leave you?"

"no……"

Feng Qi asked: "What is that? What makes you think I will leave?"

Ji Chaoyun realized that he had said something wrong, so he stopped answering.

Feng Qi looked down at Ji Chaoyun's side face, and seemed to have discovered something from the other party's hesitant words, his strange attitude with Tianshu, and the strange pictures that appeared in his mind several times.

The mess in his mind seemed to have finally grasped a bit of context at this moment, but it was not very clear.

"What the hell are you..." Feng Qi wanted to ask again, but Ji Chaoyun suddenly raised his head and kissed him on the lips.

He just ate a lot of pastries, and there was a sweet and sour taste between his lips and teeth.All Feng Qi's words were stuck in his throat, after the kiss ended, 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, clumsily prying open the other's lips.

Many times in the past, it was Feng Qi who took the initiative, but Ji Chaoyun was actually not very good at it.

He pushed Feng Qi onto the bamboo couch, while kissing him, he tore at the hem of his clothes indiscriminately.

Ji Zhaoyun was short of breath, raised his head slightly: "What about now?"

The corners of his eyes were still red, and he looked fragile and beautiful.

Feng Qi understood instantly.

He didn't want him to ask any more questions.

Feng Qi's heart was sore and soft, and he held Ji Chaoyun in his arms: "I won't ask, don't do this. Your physical condition is unknown now, we can't..."

"Feng Qi, I am sincere." Ji Chaoyun put his hands on Feng Qi's side, lowered his head and kissed him on the lips, "I do have some things that I cannot tell you, but I am sincere to you and want to be with you We are sincere together."

Every time he said a word, he kissed Feng Qi's lips.

Trembling fingers traced down the clothes, and at the end, his voice trembled a little: "...it's true, I, I can prove it to you."

Feng Qi finally couldn't take it anymore, turned over and pushed him down on the bamboo couch.

……

……

This time the spiritual practice was going on extraordinarily crazily, the two of them had their own concerns, as if they were venting, as if they wanted to use this to clear up a certain breathless emotion in their hearts.

After two or three times, Ji Chaoyun had completely lost his strength.

The two fell on the bamboo couch, Ji Chaoyun pushed Feng Qi's shoulder: "I'm going to take a bath..."

"Why are you going to take a bath, don't you want to prove it to me, that's not enough?" Feng Qi brushed back Ji Zhaoyun's wet temples, staring at his clear eyebrows, "I'm not enjoying myself yet."

Sensing something, Ji Chaoyun quickly shrank back: "No...I can't do it anymore."

Just as Ji Chaoyun wanted to escape, Feng Qi grabbed his waist and dragged him back.A sob that hadn't come out yet got stuck in his throat, and he was picked up by Feng Qi.

Ji Zhaoyun had difficulty breathing, so scared that he hugged Feng Qi's neck tightly, he could hardly speak: "... What are you doing?"

"Take you to take a bath." Feng Qi laughed teasingly, and in this posture, he strode towards the back of the house with Ji Chaoyun in his arms.

The little white cat was competing with a spiritual grass in the spiritual field, and saw two people walking towards him from a distance.

It tilted its head, as if it didn't understand what those two were doing again.

"Get out, you can see this too?" Feng Qi spat at it, and the little white cat whined, and quickly slipped away with the spirit grass in its mouth.

Feng Qi carried Ji Chaoyun into the water, but the water didn't come up, giving Ji Chaoyun the illusion of drowning for the first time.

The sound of water splashing in his ears made Ji Zhaoyun's mind muddle and his whole body was scalding hot.

The heat made Ji Zhaoyun's blood almost boil, so he didn't notice anything strange in his body.

The spiritual power poured from Feng Qi's body into his body continuously, pulling the original spiritual power in his spiritual veins to flow rapidly, flowing through all the limbs and bones, reshaping his immortal bones.

Ji Chaoyun suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed Feng Qi's hand: "Feng Qi, wait a minute, I seem to—"

His words were blocked in Feng Qi's kiss.

……

After the last spiritual practice, Feng Qi kept kissing Ji Chaoyun's wet eyes: "What's the matter, you like it so much?"

"I……"

Ji Chaoyun opened his mouth, and he felt that with the last trace of spiritual power injected into his body, all the spiritual power in his body was going somewhere.

That's where he... before losing the Dragon Ball, the Pill Core was.

Feng Qi finally discovered Ji Chaoyun's abnormality, he grabbed his wrist, and was about to probe into the spiritual vein, but felt that his arms were empty.

The transformed silver dragon slipped into the bottom of the water.

The dragon scales around the silver dragon glowed faintly, and soon enveloped it.The water in the pool was constantly bubbling upwards, the temperature was getting higher and higher, the surface of the water was churning and splashing, and an extremely powerful wave of spiritual power surged out of the water.

"This is……"

Feng Qi was born in the Immortal Realm, he was born with an immortal body, he has not experienced these things, but it is not ignorant.

This is……

It is forming a pill.

The author has something to say:

After thinking about it, it’s better to switch to this version of Dandan, the effect is better, if unfortunately killed in battle... just replace it with the original orz