After that day, the people who went up the mountain together lived in this temporary residence for only about two days, and were then assigned to different places.
The little fat man and the other person were just the most common five-element spiritual roots. They became the medicine boys of Biyunmen and entered the medicine garden. It is worth mentioning that due to the particularity of the sect of Yuntian Continent, most of the monks here are breaking through. They like to rely on medicinal pills when they are in the realm barrier, and the status of the alchemist is extremely respected - which indirectly leads to the weakness of the cultivator's fighting skills.
And Yaxuan, as a talented disciple who is quite valued, was personally received by the real person in charge and the elder Taishang on the same day. It is said that it took a lot of effort to compete for him. However, in the end, it was handed over to the deepest elder Taishang in the sect who was in the line of the Dao of the Blade, that is, the former law enforcement elder personally instructed.
But just as the apprentice ceremony was being held, the taciturn disciple who had not spoken since he came in suddenly raised his head and said calmly and plainly, "I don't want to take the Dao of the Sword."
"..." As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned. The headmaster was the first to react, and asked mildly, "Why is this? Do you know that your physique is born with a sword-drinking body? Learning the sword technique is twice the result with half the effort."
The boy's profile was hidden in the shadows, and the corners of his tightly pursed lips were a resolute arc. Ya Xuan was only a mortal until now, but when he raised his head to meet the majestic gaze of the real master, he did not have the fear or cowardice of ordinary disciples at all. He looked at the real head teacher with the cultivation level of the late stage of the core, just like in the most sparse and ordinary things.
As if nothing could move him.
Ya Xuan said slowly: "I know, but I want to learn swords."
- He still likes swords because of his father, but he wants to learn swords.
The strict law enforcement elder snorted coldly and said displeasedly: "Do you think that the old man is not qualified to teach you? You are so bold!"
With his stern shout, the air in the lobby became dignified, and the cultivator's unique power crushed the bones of the young man in front of him.
This instead aroused Ya Xuan's stubbornness. He didn't bow down because of the difficulties of life and the ridicule of the villagers, so now he won't give in either.
A man with a long beard next to him laughed and said with hatred, "If you want to learn swordsmanship, I can teach you, the old man's swordsmanship is just like that, far less mysterious than swordsmanship."
The law enforcement elder was ridiculed like this, and anger flashed in his eyes.
"Enough!" Sect Master Real Man waved his long sleeves, blocking the spiritual power that the law enforcement elder wanted to go further, and after thinking for a moment, he turned to Yaxuan and said, "Choose the path you want to practice, this is a very important matter. Well, I'll give you three more days to think about it, don't let your physique down."
Ya Xuan agreed. Therefore, during these few days, he still lived in that long corridor, and there was no one next to him—yes, Lin Zhizhi, as a servant, had to move to live with the servants of the son.
The environment is the second worst. Because of Lin Zhizhi's incompatibility, it makes some people feel very uncomfortable: They are all servants, why is this kid so good-looking and so arrogant and never caring? ! Even because Ya Xuan has not officially apprenticed, the rough work done by these servants has not been assigned to Lin Zhizhi.
Only when he is really too busy, the manager will ask Lin Zhizhi to help. At this time, the few people who don't like him are like flies smelling blood, and they follow him behind him, changing the law. Think about how to bully him later. On the way, he kept mocking how Lin Zhizhi didn't have the professionalism of a servant, and even walking a mountain road was crooked.
Lin Zhizhi could be said to have experienced the bitterness of the low-level laboring mortals. He had to walk the distance of two mountain peaks, and he was going to use his hands to move the corpses of the destroyed buildings, and the mentally retarded group behind him caused him trouble - especially these were damaged by his respected Master. Understand! - He couldn't help but rolled his eyes countless times in his heart.
#Actually, the teacher's debt is repaid, and it's no problem to make a fool of yourself.#
In the past few days, he has been recalling the inheritance of medicine immortals in the secret realm of Tianfu, thinking about how to make medicine pills without spiritual power - but it is useless, the foundation of medicine pills is the aura of the medicine master itself, which is everything foundation.
The black-haired boy lowered his eyelashes and followed the people around him to clean up the clutter. He had never done such a thing before, and his posture was clumsy, which made him look a little pitiful—this is what Yaxuan saw when he came over.
The young man strode over and pulled Lin Zhizhi away: "I'm coming."
"Ya Xuan? Aren't you supposed to be cultivating?" Lin Zhizhi looked at the young man in front of him in surprise and rejected his approach, "No need, this is my job."
"I haven't apprenticed to a teacher yet—you still have injuries, let me help you." Ya Xuanbeier said honestly, and almost engraved the words "respect teachers and respect Taoism" on his face.
"With your aptitude, will no one be willing to be your master?" Lin Zhizhi glanced around - those servants who saw the wind and turned the rudder were staring at it. When the black-haired boy spoke again, he lowered his voice: "We'll talk about it later."
Ya Xuan nodded obediently.
His attitude was firm, and his strength was incomparable. Lin Zhizhi really couldn't beat him with strength alone, so he had to be familiar and powerful to do these chores on his behalf.
The rest of the people didn't know Ya Xuan's identity, thought it was some servant, and sneered mercilessly: "Where did this come from? Why haven't I seen it before?"
"Who could be with that kid?"
"Oh oh oh, wouldn't it be a concubine?"
Ya Xuan was unmoved, and Lin Zhizhi kept his composure as well, as a deaf ear.
It wasn't until the outer sect steward came to inspect in the evening that he found out that the new disciple Ya Xuan was actually moving bricks here - and was so shocked that he hurriedly interrupted: "This, this! Why did you come here in person?!"
This kind of outsider is a person who is like a fine person, who can offend and who can't be clearly distinguished. Although this person has just entered the door, his aptitude is destined to become a powerful figure in the entire sect, and nothing will happen to these mortals if he slaps them to death! Thinking of this, he was almost incontinent!
Those who had ridiculed Ya Xuan, saw this scene and felt bad.
Ya Xuan stopped, looked at the young master of the Lin family who was standing beside him, and gave a brief answer: "I'll help."
Looking at Lin Zhizhi and Yaxuan, the steward's cold sweat was dripping, and he deeply regretted letting Yaxuan's servant come here for the difference of one thought today. He quickly lowered his head and took out a dozen silver notes and a few round pills from his arms: "You can't do this! It's all a misunderstanding, haha, it's all my fault, I sent the wrong news today! I shouldn't have been your servant in the first place, a little care is not respectful, I hope you Haihan."
Ya Xuan didn't look at the thing in the other's hand, he threw the thing still in his hand into the cloth bag next to him: "Then I'm leaving."
"You can go whenever you want." The chief executive acted like a dog.
Yaxuan turned around and walked towards the servants who had just spoken—he walked in a very threatening way, like a black panther hunting, with an unspeakable danger in his smoothness. He grabbed the man's collar and punched him on the cheek, instantly swollen high.
"I was wrong, I was wrong! Look at my bitch—" The man begged for mercy hurriedly.
Ya Xuan didn't move at all. As if he had completed a mission, he beat up the few people who spoke, without leaving any words, before coming to Lin Zhizhi, who was watching on the sidelines, waiting for his next move.
Lin Zhizhi was actually unmoved. He wouldn't take the initiative to care about these people, but Ya Xuan vented his anger for him, and he was still a little moved - after all, "Basic Sword Art" has no white teaching.
When the two walked back all the way, the black-haired boy walked in front and brought up the previous topic: "Well, thank you just now—by the way, you said you didn't take a teacher?"
Ya Xuan followed behind, just like every afternoon in the village: "They asked me to learn swords, I want to learn swords."
Lin Zhizhi suddenly stopped, turned around and narrowed his eyes to look at Ya Xuan: "You don't like swords."
He used declarative sentences.
"kindness."
"Why study?"
"You are my master. If you want me to learn swords, I will learn swords." Ya Xuan said bluntly.
Lin Zhizhi was a little bit wrong with someone like Yaxuan. He pressed his forehead in frustration and regretted, "If I had known you were so clingy, I would not have taught you at that time."
Ya Xuan didn't object to Lin Zhizhi's unauthorized sticking of the "sticky" attribute to himself, he stumbled a little and said dryly, "You are the first person to accompany me to teach me swordsmanship, I... I don't Do things you don't like."
His words made Lin Zhizhi feel a little softer.
—Ya Xuan said that Lin Zhizhi was the first person to accompany him, but for Lin Zhizhi, why wasn’t Ya Xuan accompanying him
Companionship is always mutual.
Yaxuan saved Lin Zhizhi's life, took him back from the beast's mouth, and let him live in his own home. He had also seen him when he was at his weakest and lowest point - it really counts, if it wasn't because of his good friend's enchantment. Shadow, Lin Zhizhi should be able to become brothers with him.
As for the relationship between master and apprentice - Xuanhua did such a thing because of his charming physique, and he had to come to Yuntian to single out many sects - this was the reason why Lin Zhizhi didn't want to have anything to do with anyone.
The young master of the Lin family had a soft expression and returned coldly. Looking at the big trouble in front of him, he pulled down his rolled up sleeves, and said lightly to him the longest sentence ever: "The avenue is long, I myself I can't figure out the direction, let alone take you. I can't really be your master like this. I will ask the master in the future. Since your physique is suitable for the way of the sword, go to learn the way of the sword. Swordsmanship is not suitable for you... but I can teach you something else. Well, other exercises or other things...if you want."
Ya Xuan's eyes, which had been dull for a long time, lit up.
Lin Zhizhi returned to the original path and continued to move forward, leaving a sentence: "You first learn from a teacher, and cultivate with your master."
Ya Xuan followed him step by step until he accompanied him all the way back to his residence, and then left the outer door to find the sect master.
After Lin Zhizhi went back, he concentrated his energy until night fell.
This night, the moon and stars are sparse, and the dark blue sky covers everything in the world, winding in the shadow of the thick trees.
Lin Zhizhi didn't stay in the room, he found a hidden place, sat beside the tree and closed his eyes, hoping to recover his spiritual energy soon.
Just when he was completely immersed in meditation, someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder and said in a rising voice, "Ah, I got you."
This voice is very special, a bit like the tone of the Sea Emperor Jiashu, but deeper than him.
Lin Zhizhi was taken aback, looked back, and saw a stranger standing behind him, looking down at him.
That is a very beautiful man.
Probably because he has reached a peak, Lin Zhizhi rarely uses the word "beauty" to describe a thing. However, when he saw this man, the first word that came out was this.
The beauty of this man does not lie in his appearance, but in his natural aura, which cannot be resisted by being in a high position all year round. He was very close to Lin Zhizhi, and the hand was still on the boy's shoulder.
The dark night is his background, and the bright moon illuminates the world for him.
Lin Zhizhi tightened his body.
When did this person... appear? Why didn't he find out at all? !
He didn't know anything about the identity of this person, the only thing he could judge was that he was very strong. So strong that even if he recovers all his cultivation, he is absolutely unable to resist.
There was a smile on the corner of the man's perfect lips. Looking at the boy who was already extremely nervous, he said meaningfully: "You look better when you are awake than when you are asleep."
Lin Zhizhi: "..."
—What's the matter with this bastard peeking at me sleeping? ! ! Who is this guy
The man stepped forward, moved his slender hand from Lin Zhizhi's shoulder, and stuck his whole body behind him, covering the boy's abdomen with that hand in a posture that was almost hugging from behind. The man lowered his head and used a magnetic and pleasant voice in Lin Zhizhi's ear, and said with great regret: "Your injury is getting better, I'm really sorry that I didn't see the scene when you were injured."
He pulled Lin Zhizhi over, squeezed his chin with his hand, rubbed his fingertips lightly on the corner of his lips, and slowly added the rest of the words: "... So I'm going to add another wound for you."
After he finished speaking, he let out a low laugh, with endless ambiguousness, leaned down and kissed the boy in his arms.