Returning to lying on his side, Chu Yiliu straightened Mo Ji's broken bones and bandaged the wounds.
"Does it still hurt?" Chu Yiliu asked. He didn't expect to be moved by Mo Ji, a fat man. He was an evil servant who deceived his master. Everyone looked down upon him, but he was the only one willing to protect himself.
Mo Ji chuckled, scratched his head with his left hand, and said with a smile: "Brother Yi Yi, don't worry. My adoptive father said I am a pig bone and I will heal quickly."
It's strange to say that Mo Ji has fought countless times with Zhao Jun since he was a child. He was even beaten to death by Zhao's father.
Healed.
Chu Yiyi's expression changed slightly and he said, "Mo Ji, don't be so impulsive in doing things in the future."
"But when I saw the faces of those evil servants and their son, I couldn't get angry at all. If I didn't teach them a lesson, I would feel unhappy in my heart." Mo Ji said angrily.
He clenched his fists and waved them in the air.
Chu Yiliu sighed softly in his heart, and couldn't help but feel a little touched. He thought that the apprentices and servants he had worked so hard to teach betrayed him at the most critical moment. He thought it would be hard for him to trust people anymore, but Mo Ji's actions moved him.
Got him.
"Mo Ji, I'm going to tell you a secret, but you must keep it for me." He suddenly raised his head and whispered.
Mo Ji looked at Chu Yiliu's solemn look, with a look of innocence on his face. He was a little nervous and said in a low voice: "Brother Yiliu, I...I'm afraid that I will spill the beans when I'm dreaming."
Talking in sleep.
Chu Yiliu couldn't help laughing, but he still said seriously: "My father left a body-training formula back then, which has always stayed in my mind. I think you have a strange physique, and you may be able to practice that body-training technique."
He did not tell Mo Ji that he was the reincarnation of the Shepherd of Heaven thousands of years ago. That might scare him, and knowing too much might not be a good thing for Mo Ji.
However, if you talk about it as the former owner of the body, the dead ghost father, it is different.
There was a difference on Mo Ji's face, his expression flickered several times, he shook his head quickly and said: "No, first-rate brother, since you have such a powerful body-training technique, practice it secretly by yourself. Later, you will teach those evil servants a lesson."
"I'm stupid, so I won't be able to learn well." He scratched his head.
Chu Yiliu felt warm in his heart. He was really a sincere idiot. He patted Mo Ji on the shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Your physique is better than mine. With my guidance, you will definitely be able to practice well. When the time comes, you can protect me again."
, so that I can practice with peace of mind."
Indeed, Chu Yiliu was extremely weak under the long-term "care" of his evil servants and his son. But Mo Ji was able to eat the food of hundreds of families and was strong.
"That's it, that's good." When Mo Ji heard that he could protect Chu Yiliu, he quickly nodded in agreement.
"Okay." Chu Yiyi nodded.
Using the memory of his previous life, it was easy to search for a body-training technique and hand it over to Mo Ji. The Eight Desolations Bull Run Technique is a low-grade technique on the earth level. The techniques in Canglan Continent are divided into four levels of heaven and earth, black and yellow, and twelve levels.
On top of that, there is the heaven-defying inheritance of the sages.
Although Chu Yiliu knew the more powerful heaven-level skills, he did not dare to hand them over to Mo Ji in a hurry.
Firstly, the heaven-level skills are too mysterious and complicated, and Moji's head cannot remember so many things. Secondly, Chu Yiyi doesn't want to expose too much and arouse suspicion. Perhaps there is a third possibility,
He still had some suspicions in his heart.
However, the Earth Level Cultivation Technique is sufficient for Moji's current body refining and foundation building.
Throughout the morning, Chu Yiliu taught while Mo Ji studied. He did not expect that Mo Ji actually had extraordinary talent in the body-refining lineage and soon entered the door of cultivation.
Chu Yiliu couldn't help but look surprised. It's a pity that he only has the strength of the second level of Qi Condensation. Otherwise, he could see what kind of physique Mo Ji has to be so abnormal.
At noon, Father Zhao came over tremblingly and delivered lunch to them. He glanced at the two of them with a stern look, and then left.
Chu Yiliu smelled the lunch and felt a different smell. He raised the corners of his mouth and said, "Dig a hole and dump them out."
"Ah?" Mo Ji had a look of pity on his face after practicing all morning. His stomach was already empty. Seeing that the delicious food was about to be poured out.
"Poisonous." Chu Yiliu said calmly. This pair of evil servants dared to administer poison in front of his majestic Shepherd. They were really out of their league.
Fortunately, Chu Yiyi picked up a cracked pot before, chopped up the snake tendons, boiled a large pot of soup, and washed the roots of the Spirit Tempering Grass and threw them in.
At that time, he deliberately broke off the spirit-tempering grass and threw the beautiful leaves to Zhao Jun, but he kept the rhizome that contained 80% of the essence of the spirit grass.
How could that boy Zhao Jun know this? He got carried away when he saw the spiritual grass.
The two of them sat around in side beds, simmering snake tendon soup. The milky white soup was rolling and exuding a rich aroma.
Gugu...
Mo Ji touched his stomach with some embarrassment and chuckled. He was indeed hungry.
However, this fragrant aroma made Chu Yiyi feel like his index finger was wide open. What's going on? How could an ordinary pot of snake tendon soup be so fragrant?
He couldn't help but wonder, after all, the demonic snake was only in the middle stage of Qi Condensation and was not a great tonic.
However, the spiritual power of this snake tendon soup is not weaker than that of a pot of top-grade elixir.
Chu Liuliu looked carefully and found something unusual. When the cracked pot was burned on the fire, the cracks emitted a faint light. The light was so faint that it was almost completely covered by the flames.
Originally, monsters in the middle stage of Qi Condensation Realm were equivalent to the strength of human monks from the fourth to sixth heavens of Qi Condensation, and their Qi-blood spiritual treasures were at most equivalent to fourth- to sixth-grade elixirs, which were mid-grade elixirs.
However, after being burned by this cracked pot, there was a tendency for high-grade elixirs to appear.
Chu Yiliu was shocked. Could it be that this crack pot can improve the level of spiritual objects?
His eyes suddenly lit up. If this was the case, then they had found a treasure.
"It's ready to drink." Chu Yiliu motioned for Mo Ji to do it himself. He pondered while tasting the elixir.
When the snake tendon soup enters the body, a warmth instantly spreads inside the body.
The two of them drank up a pot of snake tendon soup by adding three plus five and dividing two. Hot mist emanated from the two of them.
"Mo Ji, practice the reckless strength I just taught you thirty times." Chu Yiliu immediately ordered.
Since it is a top-grade elixir, it cannot be wasted and must be digested immediately.
Mo Jihan claimed that it was true and performed it in the house.
Chu Yiliu's mind moved slightly, and he began to practice. The Hunyuan Mutian Jue he had practiced in his previous life drove the two withered spiritual powers in his dantian to circulate.
Hunyuan Mu Tian Jue is the masterpiece of the ancient Mu Tian technique. After practicing to a certain point, you must embark on the path of Mu Tian to break through your own shackles.
Although Chu Yiliu failed in Mu Tian in his previous life, he has no regrets in this life and resolutely embarked on the road of Mu Tian.
The two shriveled spiritual energy circulated rapidly under the influence of the Hunyuan Mutian Jue. They absorbed the majestic spiritual power of the snake tendon soup and continued to grow.
The spiritual power that was originally only as thick as a little finger has become as thick as a baby's arm under the influence of three great heavenly circles.
Chu Yiliu's seemingly thin figure also exuded an aura of elegance, and no longer looked frail.
In the next few days, Chu Yiliu asked Mo Ji to bring over all the meat from the previous demon snake, and the two of them cooked the meat in a crack pot.
Sure enough, the cracked pot can improve the grade of snake meat soup. The middle-grade blood snake meat is cooked in the cracked pot to produce the top-grade elixir meat soup.
The pair of evil servants sometimes took turns coming to see them and bring them food. Firstly, they were monitoring Chu Yiliu, and secondly, they wanted to see the effect of the poison.
However, for them, the more important thing is to recruit disciples from Canghai Academy. As for Chu Yiyi and Yiliu, they haven't made any trouble in ten years, so what can they do now, so they don't take it to heart.
However, what they didn't expect was that within a month, Chu Yiyili and Mo Ji would stay in the side room, going in and out, and their strength would continue to improve.
"Mo Ji, tomorrow is the day to accept disciples from Canghai Academy. It's time for us to go out." Chu Yiliu stood up. After nearly a month of training, his originally thin body had become a bit stronger.
But Mo Ji's whole body exuded a powerful aura, and the muscles all over his body were bulging, and the force of Bahuang's wild bull force was overwhelming.
The day they accept a disciple is when the two brothers become famous!