What about the Master's text?

The two haven't seen each other for many days since that night, it's not that Jing Fan doesn't want to see him, but Fu Ji has always avoided him.

It was already late, there was a faint moonlight above the head, the clouds were few, and the stars seemed a little brighter.Fu Ji sat on the pavilion at the highest point of Xuantianzong, with his feet dangling in the air, and a jar of wine beside him.

It is said that this is brewed by the head himself, and it seems to be of great benefit to the cultivation base.

But Jingfan didn't care about these, he was calm, and his heart was rarely agitated. For some reason, he would dream of a person these days and nights.

It would be fine if he couldn't see the appearance of that person clearly in the dream, but he could see it very clearly, it was none other than Fu Ji.

The so-called "junior brother" of him.

Jing Fan raised his eyes and looked into the distance, his eyes were far away, and he unconsciously touched the jar of wine in his hand.

Although it was night, the place he was staying in was really "righteous". The disciples of the Xuantian Sect came and went, and there were always curious people looking at him. During this period of time, one thing after another happened , They will not be too surprised by how bizarre things appear now.

So they looked at Jing Fan one by one, except for whispering a few words in private, no one dared to pick trouble in front of Jing Fan.

And there are two very important reasons.One is that Jing Fan's cultivation is almost close to that of Mahayana, and no one dares to touch his bad luck.

The other reason is that Fu Ji, who is in charge of the entire Xuantian Sect now, has warned everyone in advance not to get close to Jingfan since the day Jingfan entered Xuantianzong.

Whether it was for protecting the disciples of the sect, or for maintaining Jingfan, few people dared to offend Fuji's words, so Jingfan also passed a few days of silence invisibly.

Just because the Xuantian Sect is quiet, it doesn't mean that the entire cultivation world is unresponsive.

In just seven days, all major sects in the entire cultivation world have already known the news of Jingfan Mahayana.

And more importantly than this, the major sects didn't know which tendons were wrong, and they gathered one by one to kill the demons for the so-called "righteous way".

The first one to kill was Jing Fan.

Jing Fan almost laughed out loud when he heard this for the first time.

He looked at his hands, "You mean my hands are covered in blood?"

"Call me disloyal, filial, benevolent, or righteous?"

"Falling into the devil's way, admitting that the thief is the master?"

He said so with a sneer on his face, "If you say that you have killed countless people, then I really can't plead guilty..."

With Fu Ji not around, the disciples of Xuantian Sect didn't dare to have any opinion on his words, after all, everyone has not forgotten how Jing Fan started killing in Xuantian Sect a few days ago.

They all lowered their heads, and Jing Fan sneered when he saw it: "It seems that you are not convinced..."

No one noticed the dark look in the depths of his eyes, let alone what flashed in his heart suddenly, and there was probably only one person in this world who trusted him.

Fuji was nowhere to be seen, so Jingfan just held the wine jar and drank.

Seeing that there was only one jar of wine buried by the head of Xuantianzong, Fu Ji came back.

It's just that he was injured all over his body, and he was about to fall down at one end. Jing Fan, who was sitting on the highest place, saw that figure at a glance. Before anyone noticed, he had appeared behind Fu Ji, firmly Hold this person tightly.

"What's going on?" Jing Fan frowned.

The blood on Fu Ji's lips was too glaring, Jing Fan was already angry, he couldn't think of who would hurt him for a while, and took him back to Lingfu first.

"Bang!" The door was slammed shut, directly rejecting the Xuantian Sect disciple's impulse to probe.

"How to do?"

"This devil won't do anything to Brother Fu, right?!"

"What can I do, I'm afraid that he will take the opportunity to hurt senior brother... Let's report to the head first!"

"But the head..." One of them hesitated, and the other glared at him directly, "Didn't the head tell you before, if you help senior brother come back, tell him, and this devil looks like he's going to hurt people, it's not enough Are you in a hurry?!"

The person who heard this before had no rebuttal words. After thinking about it for a while, they all went to the place where the master retreated.On the other side, the atmosphere between Jing Fan and Fu Ji was somewhat strange.

Fu Ji's body was dotted with blood, his complexion was pale, and his spiritual power was exhausted, so it didn't look like a minor injury.

Jing Fan didn't speak, and sent a lot of spiritual power directly to his back, but unexpectedly, this spiritual power was like a mud cow entering the sea, it was clearly continuous, but it seemed to disappear suddenly.

Jing Fan sent a lot more unbelievingly, but Fu Ji grabbed his wrist: "It's useless..."

"So, what's going on?" Jing Fan looked at his pale face, and the anger in his heart became more and more violent.

Repressing the words on his lips again, he looked at Fuji's face, and couldn't help but add another sentence: "Ordinary people can't hurt you, so who is it, and who needs you to protect like this?"

The taste in the words was too obvious, but Fu Ji shook his head lightly, "It's nothing..."

He pretended to be perfunctory, as if he didn't see Jing Fan's ugly face at all, he thought for a while, and said: "Wait tomorrow, you leave with three or five sect disciples, and let them take you to the shore of Yingzhou... "

"Why?" Jing Fan's spiritual power continued to flow, but his eyes became darker and darker, "You are trying to send me out in every possible way, what is there to hide from me, and who is coming to seek revenge on me? Or is it a cultivator? Those so-called righteous people from the world are coming to arrest me?"

In fact, Jingfan didn't think it was too strange for the obvious things, but Fuji's attitude made him feel warm. Felt ironed.

"Since you know everything, why stay here... Xuantianzong can't stay after all, and nothing else is said, but the entire sect disciples of Xuantianzong are afraid and hate you. No matter what else, you stay here." After all, there is no benefit here.”

"One benefit is enough..." Jing Fan smiled softly, "I don't ask for much, and now that I have cultivated so far, how many people can hurt me, so don't worry."

But even if he said this, there was still no trace of relaxation on Fuji's face. He looked at Jingfan seriously: "Which profit is worth taking such a risk? The Xuantian Sect can't stay... the major sects in the cultivation world People from all over the world have threatened to crusade against you, but I know those have nothing to do with you, so why do you stay and confront them head-on?"

Seeming to know how Jing Fan would argue, Fu Ji interrupted him, and continued, "I know that your cultivation level is so high that you are close to the Mahayana, but you can't stand alone... My spiritual power is broken now, if others want to hurt you, I probably just It can hinder you, so you should leave as soon as possible!"

"Everything that needs to be prepared has been prepared, and it won't help if you stay here, or listen to me..."

"Fu Ji..." Jing Fan interrupted him, "Didn't you ask me what advantage I have?"

Fu Ji's heart skipped a beat, always feeling that he was going to say something very important.

Jing Fan's lips moved, "That's you."

Fu Ji froze.

Jing Fan didn't seem to realize what he said at all, he stared straight at Fu Ji with a pair of beautiful eyes, and countless inappropriate thoughts flashed through his mind, but they all came together in one sentence:

"You have never been a drag, it's just that you can trust me, and now you are probably the only one who makes me feel alive..."

If it was another occasion, or if Jing Fan had some other expressions on his face, Fu Ji would feel that these words were very ambiguous, but now Jing Fan, who was staring straight at him, was serious, and there was no expression on his face. Any teasing.

His eyes are shining brightly. In the past, Fu Ji only thought that Jing Fan had a perfect appearance and handsome appearance. People couldn't help but ignore the playful look on his face. It seemed that this person had always been not so serious in dealing with others, but it was unexpected. They are always reliable at critical times.

But no matter how much I sigh, I shouldn't continue talking at this time.

Fuji looked at Jingfan seriously, "I think you are alive, Xuantianzong could keep you so that you can have a sense of belonging here... But I don't know what happened before... "

Fu Ji paused: "But I have always felt that these are not your intentions, and I have not found out what others can't see. So I wanted to find an opportunity to listen to you, but now these are unnecessary... ..."

"Actually, there is not much difference between me and others, you don't need to pay too much attention to me..." Fu Ji smiled: "Maybe the only difference is that I think you can live."

Fu Ji even spoke incoherently, but Jing Fan understood what he said, and he wanted to say something after Fu Ji's words, but he swallowed the words in the end.

There was irrefutable seriousness in Fu Ji's eyes, and Jing Fan smiled after watching: "Well, it seems that I don't have any other choice, but there is only one thing... today I leave Xuantianzong , the major sects in the cultivation world will definitely come looking for you in the future, so what should you do at that time?"

"You don't have to worry about these, I have my own opinion, I will take care of everything. Only you, I hope you will be safe and sound... If there is a day when I can take care of everything, then At that time, I will sweep the couch to greet you, and then I will have a long talk with you..."

"Okay..." Jing Fan took a deep look at Fu Ji, turned around and raised his foot to leave, but when he reached the threshold, he suddenly turned around and smiled at Fu Ji.

Fu Ji didn't react immediately to this momentary change, but he felt something bad in his heart, but it was already too late.

The next moment, he felt a wave of spiritual power coming straight towards his altar, without any killing intent or intention of harming him.

But Fu Ji already figured out what Jing Fan was going to do. Just as he was about to open his lips, the Lingtai felt numb, and then he lost all consciousness, except for a vague sentence, "Sleep well. Feel it..."

Fu Ji didn't know how long he slept, but he had a long dream. In the dream, he was still the big disciple of Xuantian Sect, and Jing Fan was his senior brother from the beginning to the end.

The two of them practiced together, went down the mountain to practice together, killed many people who deserved to be killed, and saved many people who deserved to be saved.

In the dream, there was no estrangement or suspicion between them, and there was no right way or evil way, but only a tacit understanding between the two brothers and sisters that was difficult to ignore.

But it wasn't long before he had this sweet dream, he only slightly bent his lips, and the scene in the dream changed drastically.

He saw many people, including his master, his brothers from Xuantianzong, people from various sects in the cultivation world, and Bai Chu, the devil.

Bai Chu was standing not far in front of him, but Jing Fan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw a familiar figure behind Bai Chu.

The figure that was originally with him suddenly appeared on the opposite side, and they seemed to be separated by a natural moat, and they were at odds.

The two groups of people formed a confrontation, Bai Chu smiled at him, and the man lowered his head slightly, unable to see his expression clearly.

Fu Ji knew what this man looked like when he laughed, but at the next moment this man suddenly raised his head, with a strange and stern look on his face, his hands were stained with blood, and the people around Fu Ji suddenly lay in disorder on the ground.

Among the people lying there are his master, disciples of Xuantianzong, and disciples of elders from various sects...

They all yelled at that person one by one, Fuji felt that it was very strange, he wanted to take a step forward, but the person in front of him looked at him with extremely cold eyes and sneered, "You and I are at odds with each other. In the end, you are not the same way, you are the big disciple of Xuantianzong, and I am one of the many demon cultivators..."

"no……"

Fu Ji kept shaking his head, he wanted to tell the person in front of him that this was not the case, but when he got to the point of speaking, it seemed as if someone had choked his throat.

He couldn't express all his unwillingness and all his worries about the person in front of him. He really wanted to tell the person in front of him seriously that we shouldn't be like this, but when all the words came to his lips, he saw that person looking at him indifferently. When swallowed again.

That man has never been so indifferent, he killed the people around Fu Ji as soon as he raised his hand, as if telling him that we are enemies...

Cold sweat broke out on Fu Ji's forehead, and he clenched his fists tightly. He even felt that he should immediately pick up the sword in his hand and stab at that person, but there was a voice in his heart, reminding him again and again that he couldn't do this.

No, he is the only one left.

"If you don't kill me, I will kill you. Only one of us can live..." Fu Ji heard the person opposite say this.

The next moment Fu Ji walked out of that person first, this time he didn't retreat, but took a step forward, and slowly raised the sword in his hand, but it was not towards that person, but towards himself.

He stared at that person seriously, and naturally saw his unbelievable expression, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a sense of pleasure.

Fu Ji smiled softly, "I said I would not hurt you, so if there is only one of us, I hope that person is you..."

As soon as the words fell, the sword in his hand was about to be thrust into his heart, but suddenly the ground shook, and he could hardly stand still.

The people in front of him, as well as all the scenes, began to collapse, and a greater panic surged in his heart.

The scene in the dream collapsed, and he heard someone calling him, "Senior Brother, Senior Brother..."

The voice was very strange, but it was just enough to wake him up...