Asking Immortal Sword is very charming, even if Lin Zhizhi had some criticisms about Sword Spirit in the past, he had to admit it.
More importantly, this is a divine sword.
In the entire world of cultivating immortals, there are only a handful of divine swords. Some are hidden in the unearthly places, and some know where they are but can only sigh in admiration.
For example, in this Wanjian Cave, in the long years, countless young talents came here to try, and there were also young people who had the appearance of becoming immortals. They had gone through hardships, and they had seen Xuanhua's spiritual sense left here - at that time, Xuanhua had nothing in his eyes. People, even the best teenagers can't win a little approval from him. A certain arrogant cultivator once said after going out: No one in this world can pass the last level!
It was exactly as he said, the guarding flowers bloomed and thanked, and Wen Xianjian always stood in Wanjian Cave.
It was not until Lin Zhizhi became Xuanhua's first disciple that Wen Xianjian ushered in his first master.
Lin Zhizhi put his finger on the tip of the sword, cut it and squeezed out blood to drip on the sword. The dark light on the Xianxian sword flowed, and the drop of blood disappeared in a blink of an eye. Lin Zhizhi sat cross-legged on the spot, and on the spot, he used his spiritual energy to refine the sword.
With his Qi-refining stage, it is extremely difficult to refine the Divine Sword. But fortunately, there is a sword spirit who is loyal (?) and sticks from the side, and the refining speed is also considerable.
About half a day later, the black sword hanging in front of the boy screamed, circled in the air excitedly, and flew back into Lin Zhizhi's hands.
Lin Zhizhi was also a little overwhelmed, raised his hand and swung his sword, drawing out a sword energy, cutting the window of the sword pavilion in half. The thunder light on the sword made a crackling sound on the broken wooden window.
Seeing the power of the Divine Sword, Lin Zhizhi raised his lips and smiled with satisfaction, put it in the Qiankun Ring, and walked out of the sword pavilion - since he finished refining the sword, the enchantment of the sword pavilion no longer hindered him.
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Outside the Wanjian Cave.
After seeing Lin Zhizhi enter the cave, Xuanhua stood there by himself and closed his eyes, even if Mrs. Luo tried to make a sound again and again, he would ignore it.
Mrs. Luo should have been dissatisfied, but the momentum of the man made her understand that this is not someone who can be provoked at will, and she does not dare to make trouble.
Xiaoyao Patriarch was also very sensible. He removed his hand from the dancer's waist, changed his face to sitting, and talked with Mrs. Luo with his spiritual sense: "Do you know him?"
"My concubine has never heard of such a man in several sects."
"If it wasn't for the cultivation of a special spiritual awareness technique, his cultivation level is still above you and me..." Xiaoyao Patriarch pondered.
Mrs. Luo smiled sweetly, picked up the wine glass next to her and drank it: "The young man who just entered must be the disciple or descendant of that person, perhaps one of those spirit-transforming old monsters has been dispatched. Waiting for Yong'er and He When my nephew comes out, we'll leave as soon as possible."
"You don't want to come forward and ask for some opportunities?"
"It's also possible that it's not a chance, but a calamity." Mrs. Luo kept smiling.
In the highly competitive Hehuan Sect, she climbed all the way to the position of the great elder, she can be said to have read countless people, and understands the benefits of being wise in this world of self-cultivation.
Patriarch Xiaoyao gave Xuanhua a thoughtful look, then withdrew his gaze and concentrated on waiting for his son to return.
I don't know how long it has been - time has no meaning for these Nascent Soul old monsters who are counted in years as soon as they retreat. The door of Wanjian Grotto opened slowly, and an excited young man in brocade jumped out, his whole face huddled with laughter: "Father! I succeeded! Haha, I got the Qiushui Sword. —”
He slammed towards the ancestor Xiaoyao.
Ancestor Xiaoyao looked at his son, and thought of Xuanhua who was still standing still, and hurriedly said to his son: "Yong'er, speak slowly, and be quiet."
The young fat man looked at his father puzzled, he couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, he couldn't wait to share his experience with his father, he jumped while talking, his whole body trembled: "After I entered, a voice said My aptitude is medium, and I can open ordinary trial levels. After that, waves of people challenged me—first three ordinary infantrymen, about the fifth floor of the Qi refining period, were swept to the ground by me with one shot, followed by five One... I passed a total of twelve levels, and the last level was crowded. If it was one-on-one, I wouldn't necessarily lose. After that, the voice gave me this sword."
Speaking of which, he gave the Qiushui sword in his hand to the ancestor Xiaoyao, expecting to be praised by his father.
"Not bad." Xiaoyao Patriarch said.
He is quite satisfied with his son's grades.
His own son smashed his heart to know how many pounds and a few taels. The legendary perfect challenge is for those top geniuses, and it is not bad for Yong'er to open a normal trial. Although Qiushui Sword is not a top-level spirit sword, it is not too bad.
Mrs. Luo smiled from the side and praised: "What a young talent."
The fat man smiled and scratched his head.
Several people stayed for a while, and then came out several teenagers, one of whom was the nephew brought by Mrs. Luo. He looked around for a while and saw Mrs. Luo waving to him before coming to the dragon's carriage, pulling back the curtain and standing in front of Mrs. Luo: "Auntie."
Mrs. Luo took his hand, the tulle slipped from her shoulders, and asked with concern, "How is it?"
"I have a high expectation from my aunt. I only passed the first fifteen levels of the ordinary trial," said the young man. A white light flashed in his hand, and a pure black dagger appeared in his hand. "This sword is called Acacia."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fatty Yong'er's face instantly flushed red, thinking that this kid is really good at pretending, even after fifteen exams, he still looks dissatisfied, and he is sullen!
Mrs. Luo was pleasantly surprised: "It's already very good."
Xiaoyao Patriarch was also very happy, he patted his angry-eyed son, pushed the bet on the round table, and said to Mrs. Luo: "Your nephew is really a hero from ancient times, it seems that this bet is mine. lost."
"It's also a coincidence that if Yong'er was more careful, he would definitely surpass him." Mrs. Luo put away the things on the round table and said modestly for the young man.
Xiaoyao Patriarch shook his head in disgust.
While they were talking, the door of Wanjian Cave opened again, and a young man with unparalleled beauty walked out of it. This grotto is very dark, but he is like a pearl, illuminating the darkness.
It was Lin Zhizhi. He had been in the dark cave for a long time, and when he first came into contact with the outside sunlight, he squinted a little uncomfortably, and suddenly it went dark. When he looked up, he saw a familiar face, it was Master.
Xuan Hua walked towards the little apprentice and blocked the dazzling light for him: "Are you still satisfied?"
Xuanhua felt a sense of the spiritual sense that he stayed in Wanjian Cave, and already knew that Lin Zhizhi had obtained the Asking Immortal Sword, but he did not ask the result like Xiaoyao Patriarch did. This sentence only asks if the apprentice likes this divine sword, if he doesn't like it... then change it.
It made Divine Sword like a big white radish on the street, and even helped Lin Zhizhi to pick and choose.
Lin Zhizhi still didn't know the master's thoughts, he quickly swept his gaze over Xuan Hua's head, sad for a while for the system's deep sleep. Getting used to the presence of the favorability indicator, everyone's head is empty now, making him feel a little uncomfortable.
After hearing Xuanhua's words, Lin Zhizhi recovered and nodded happily, "Thank you, Master."
Xuanhua continued: "I will pass you a volume of refining methods."
Lin Zhizhi said in a daze: "I have already refined it..."
"It's okay, just refine it again, this scroll will be of great benefit to you." Xuanhua stretched out his hand to cover the little apprentice who was looking up at him, leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Close your eyes. "
Master Shizun got too close, and Lin Zhizhi couldn't help but think of the scene of practicing swords before, and blushed a little. But soon his mind was occupied by the refining method from Xuanhua.
This is an original refining method created by a certain body cultivator. It uses a unique method to induce lightning into the body and inject blood into the spiritual tool that needs refining. This can not only deepen the connection with the spiritual tool, but also Master some thunder magic powers.
Asking Immortal Sword is related to Tianlei. If it can be refined by this, its power will be even better.
After going through this method once in his mind, Lin Zhizhi opened his eyes, but was startled by Xuan Hua's face that was so close to him, and subconsciously wanted to step back—Master Shizun grabbed the back of his head with his hands, unable to move.
Xuanhua looked at the little apprentice's face from such a close distance.
Lin Zhizhi was born well, whether he looked at it up close or far, he was like a fairy in a painting.
Master Shizun maintained this action for a while, and finally wiped Lin Zhizhi's left face twice with his fingertips: "This place is dirty."
When he said this, he had straightened up, regained his usual indifference, and said to the little apprentice: "Looking for a rainy day, I will lead you to thunder."
Lin Zhizhi wiped the place touched by Master just now with his palm, but he didn't take it to heart. He really thought that he had rubbed something when he wasn't paying attention, and he caught up with Xuanhua in a few steps.
The master and the apprentice came and went in a hurry. Compared with Mrs. Luo's plan, they walked faster. Although Mrs. Luo only glanced at Lin Zhizhi when he came out, she admired the young man's extraordinary bearing.
After the next opening date of Wanjian Cave came, some testers came out and rumored that the original mechanized voice in the cave had disappeared, and it was replaced by the direct selection of the spirit sword.
Mrs. Luo was so smart, the first thing that came to her mind was the pair of master and apprentice. She sighed that this world of self-cultivation is full of real talents. Compared with this young man, her own son and nephew who are happy to die for ordinary trials are really stupid.
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Inside Lin Zhizhi's Qiankun ring, the Wen Xianjian was lying down at first, but after a period of time, the sword spirit broke away from the sword and turned into a gray-white shadow, looking around.
When he saw the saber that Lin Zhizhi had brought from the Lin Mansion, the sword spirit showed a humane expression of contempt. As the saying goes, one mountain cannot tolerate two swords. What about the sword? !
Sword Spirit imagined two arms, came to Saber's side, and poked it.
This saber is just an ordinary spiritual weapon, so naturally there is no response.
Suddenly, the shadow that the sword spirit transformed into, enveloped the saber, and devoured the sword bit by bit. After the saber disappeared, the sword spirit lay in the blank space to rest, leaving only a little residue on the spot.
It wasn't until Lin Zhizhi returned to Luoxian Jianzong and took out the divine sword from the Qiankun Ring that he noticed something abnormal: "...Where is my original sword?"
The sword spirit floated in front of him. The gray-white body is like a lump of mud, and it stretches out two arms with excellent flexibility: "I was eaten by me."
"Why are you eating it?"
Although the sword was useless after obtaining the divine weapon, after all, it was something to accompany since childhood, and there was still some emotion. Being eaten by the sword spirit without saying hello, Lin Zhizhi was still a little angry.
The sword spirit felt that two arms were not enough, so he simply made four arms and twisted them into a twist: "Master, I can't be half-hearted."
He may still feel that the four arms' accusation is still not enough to express his heart. Sword Spirit simply simulates a face. The eyes are especially large, occupying one-third of the entire face, and it is obviously accusing Lin Zhizhi, the new owner. Not single-minded enough: "Isn't it enough that the master has me?"
Lin Zhizhi: "..."
#The newly received sword spirit is mentally retarded, what to do, online etc.#
Lin Zhizhi did not communicate well with Sword Spirit. No matter how to mediate, the sword spirit bit to death: "It's enough to have me beside the master." - Life and death refused to apologize to the sword that died for no reason.
In a rage, the new owner stuffed the Divine Sword back into the Qiankun Ring, letting it face the wall and think.
After taking out Sword Spirit, a sword with a strong desire for monopoly, Lin Zhizhi looked at the time and was ready to go to the outer door to attend the class.
It's just that the road to the lecture hall seems to be more crowded than usual...? !
At the entrance of the lecture hall, the place where only two disciples of the outer sect were in charge of guiding, is now occupied by a group of people. There seemed to be people in the middle of the crowd, crowding the place.
Lin Zhizhi didn't want to join in the fun, and after standing outside for a while, he wanted to bypass the crowd and enter the lecture hall. Just when he gave up watching, a hand was quietly placed on his shoulder, and at the same time, a familiar voice sounded in his ear: "Long time no see."
This voice was very gentle, like a spring breeze, but it made Lin Zhizhi's back suddenly stiff. He paused for a moment, then turned his head slowly and stiffly, and what caught his eye was a familiar figure.
Su Yu, who had already changed into Tianyin's school uniform, was beautiful and unparalleled, and was looking at him with a smile.
... that Su Yu who wanted to date him.
—Fuck, the system, wake up! I need you!
Due to the sleepiness of the system, the current childhood sweetheart no longer has the damn good impression on his head, which makes Lin Zhizhi a little unsure whether the other party chose to give up after a period of precipitation, or still maintains that idea.
Su Yu still looked the same as before, with a smile on his lips: "How are you doing now?"
Today's Bamboo Horse looks very normal... No, before getting the favorability system, Jiyou looked more normal than this!
Lin Zhizhi responded a little embarrassedly: "It's okay."
The black-haired boy would habitually blink his left eye more every time he was nervous. Su Yu, who grew up with him since childhood, knew this very well, and his smile did not diminish: "I am very nervous when I know it? I will be sad."
Lin Zhizhi shook his head and said, "No, I just didn't expect to see you here."
"The elder of Tianyin is coming to Luoxian Jianzong to discuss the opening of the secret realm soon, so bring me here." Su Yu smiled and said, "I didn't expect to see you here. Don't you take me for a walk?"
Lin Zhizhi hesitated for a moment, then politely refused: "But I have to go to the lecture hall..."
Su Yu did not force him, and said generously: "Then I will go to find the elder with the others first."
Without any hesitation, he said goodbye to Lin Zhizhi, and Su Yu raised his hand towards the Tianyin disciple who was squeezed in the middle of the crowd. The group of Tianyin disciples squeezed out of the crowd and followed Su Yu to the inner mountain.
Everything looks so normal.
Say hello to friends you haven't seen for a long time, and go to your own business when you see your friends when you don't have time.
It was so normal that Lin Zhizhi felt that he had been thinking too much all along.
The black-haired boy stood there for a while, his long untied hair flowing down his body, turned sideways and walked into the qi-refining lecture hall.
In the Qi-Refining Lecture Hall, Lan Zhen was actually there. Seeing Lin Zhizhi walking in, his face turned blue, and he quietly and unobtrusively wanted to hide himself behind the table.
Never thought that Lin Zhizhi didn't even look at him, he went straight to the window seat where he used to sit, and sat down.
Since Feng Qin made a fuss at the outer gate that day, Lin Zhizhi was also famous in the outer sect. These new disciples in the Qi refining period looked at him curiously, especially some female disciples, secretly knowing that one of the rumors that was not true or false was right: he was really good-looking.
This class passed by Lin Zhizhi very quickly, he forced himself not to think about Su Yu, and focused on the elder's lecture.
After the elder left, Lin Zhizhi still sat in the same place with his chin resting against the window, wanting to be quiet for a while.
But not long after class was over, a little dough with a flame mark on his eyebrows slipped in, saw Lin Zhizhi, leaned over to his desk and whispered, "The time I hate you is over."
The child with a firm mind has ended the hate time, and can rest assured that he likes his sweetheart.
Lin Zhizhi: "..."
Feng Qin looked at him: "I don't know when you will come back, so I went and beat up Lan Zhen."
Lin Zhizhi was a little puzzled by the child's logic: "Why are you beating him?"
"I'll let him notify me when he sees you coming back..." Feng Qin pulled Lin Zhizhi up from his seat, "I've been practicing roast chicken for the past few days! You must come and try it, I can already make delicious food. Roast chicken!"
"… "
Lin Zhizhi couldn't beat him, and it didn't take long for him to eat a roast chicken, so he went with him in the end. Xiao Dianzi pulled him out of the lecture hall all the way, and found a beautiful stream beside the sect, and happily brought out all kinds of professional seasonings and chickens.
- Feng Qin's entanglement skills are first-rate, and Lin Zhizhi didn't notice that on the way, when he left the school, there was a pair of eyes watching him.
What appears in his eyes is that Lin Zhizhi refused to go with him (visiting Luoxian Jianzong), and chose to go with another person (playing in the sect)...
Su Yu lowered her eyelashes, and the smile on her lips disappeared.