Ji Xian entered the book world two hundred years earlier. As a low-level outer disciple of the largest sect in the world of cultivation, he worked harder than a dog every day and received fewer spiritual stones than a dog.
"Three low-grade spiritual stones a month, just do the work of three low-grade spiritual stones. Any more work will be a loss."
Ji Xian, who was well versed in this, started fishing, and the steward threw a task card: "There is a little demon cultivator locked up in the back mountain. You go and watch."
Others thought this job was hopeless and unlucky, but Ji Xian's eyes lit up: No need to get up at the same time, no need to shovel manure and wipe dust, just go to the back mountain to take a look every day? Wherever there is bad luck, it is simply a blessing!
He rushed up the back mountain excitedly, only to realize something was wrong.
The demon cultivator was only fourteen years old and was so thin that there was only a handful of bones left. The black iron chain penetrated the bones of the lute and was tied to the cold stone wall.
The rice delivered every day was laced with poison, which was said to "sharpen his mind"; inner disciples often beat him with bruises all over his body in the name of "sparring".
The sect said: "Peace is the most precious thing. If he has no intention of revenge, let him live."
Ji Xian said 666, don't you hate this? Unless there is something wrong with the cerebellum.
Then I thought: If this man died, wouldn't he have to go back to carrying water and shoveling manure from morning to night?
Die = change job = continue to be a dog
In order to fish for a long time, Ji Xian saved the steamed buns and threw them into the cave, but they rolled into the gutter;
He collected spiritual stones in exchange for healing medicine, but as soon as he threw it in, it was snatched away by a vulture;
I stayed up late memorizing the breathing formula, and read it to the young man through the seal. I fell asleep halfway through the recitation.
The young man was speechless, and a pair of purple eyes looked at him quietly in the darkness.
Ji Xian: "What... You live well."
The young man did survive. He broke the seal and bloodbathed the Demonic Tower of Houshan Town.
The system jumped out in a panic: Host! That is no ordinary magic cultivator, but a big villain who will fight against the protagonist in the future!
Ji Xian:......
The sect panicked, and they kidnapped Ji Xian, who had concealed the boy's desire for revenge, and also kidnapped Shou, the protagonist of the original book, and asked Yu Shuo to choose one of them.
System: Don't panic! You are so good to him, he will definitely choose you!
Yu Shuo raised his hand and pointed at the protagonist Shou without hesitation: "Save him."
Ji Xian:......
System:…
When the sword light fell, Yu Shuo was still thinking that when the matter was over, he would go find Ji Xian.
He had seen the silver mark on Ji Xian's waist, which was the seal of the marriage contract with the Sword Master.
The Immortal Sect will never kill Sword Lord's future partner.
Until blood splattered on his face.
Until he saw the Sword Master withdrawing his sword indifferently, Ji Xian fell down silently.
The Immortal Sect has no idea who Ji Xian is.
Yu Shuo went crazy.
That night when the blood moon soared in the sky, he slaughtered all his enemies, overturned the nine major sects, and shed two tears of blood with the body of a holy demon.
The sword master later learned the truth, stumbled to the execution platform, and collapsed.
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Two hundred years later, Ji Xian was lying on a wicker chair in the small courtyard, basking in the sun, eating spiritual fruits, and reading through the newly bought storybook.
The sun was shining warmly on his body, and he squinted his eyes in contentment.
This is life——
There are no handymen, no exploitation, just endless sunshine and endless fish.
The courtyard door was suddenly pushed open.
A figure entwined with blood evil and demonic aura stood outside the door against the light, like an evil ghost crawling into the world from hell.
The spirit fruit in Ji Xian's hand fell to the ground.
Yu Shuo × Ji Xian
Shuangjie
Purpose: Fishing in moderation