What's more, a rumor spread among the low-level disciples of Qing Fengzong that "he didn't know what method he used to deceive the Qinghuo Master, but he was actually an unexpected liar who wanted to come to my sect to get a piece of the pie."
The sects are very exclusive. Because on the occasion of Dan Banquet, it is necessary to use an outsider, which is simply an insult to all the disciples in the sect. Tell them plainly, "You are not as good as an outsider."
Compared to the emotional low-level disciples, the elders were still waiting at the door with grace, and they gave Qinghuo Daoist face.
Qing Fengzong is now one of the twelve sects of Tianyun. It is the top existence of Yuntian Continent. The sect is very beautiful. There is a statue of a green phoenix standing at the door. It is said that this is the spiritual pet of the founder of the sect. It has saved the sect from danger several times, and there are still feathers of the true phoenix in it. The entire Qing Fengzong was built on a huge flying spiritual tool, hanging high in the air overlooking the earth.
When Lin Zhizhi jumped off the blue bird lightly, the first impressions of most elders were actually very good.
The young man was dressed in white, his long hair neatly tied behind his head, and his equally black eyes complemented his fair skin. His facial features were as delicate as someone who came out of an ink painting, and his body was as tall and straight as a long sword.
Master Qinghuo brought him and his disciples to greet the elders of Qing Fengzong one by one—there were those who opposed Lin Zhizhi, and some who were on his side. When dealing with his old friends, his handshake would be a little more enthusiastic, and he also greeted Lin Zhizhi to call someone, clearly showing his attitude, as if Lin Zhizhi was his new disciple.
Under the leadership of the old man, Lin Zhizhi barely remembered these elders.
After the initial greeting, Lin Zhizhi was taken by Yan Lei to the house where he was about to live - and Qinghuo Master stayed to "discuss" with these elders.
In name, Qinghuo Zhenren is in charge of finding people, but the real decision-making power still remains in the hands of the head. If he finds someone who is uncontroversial, such as a famous master such as Dan Lao, it will be fine, but his final decision is to be a nameless loose cultivator.
No matter how good he looks, he is still a loose cultivator! Still a young loose cultivator! Green fire and old eyes are dizzy
How can he not let the elders who oppose him seize the handle
In this regard, Qinghuo Zhenren said very frankly: "There is no need to say much about the battle of the alchemy, and a direct competition can be divided into a better one."
Just like the disputed chief disciple is decided by a competition, the level of the alchemist is also easy to judge - don't you believe it? Then get someone from you to try it out! Strength is the best gag order.
Taking a few steps back, Lin Zhizhi was just a passerby to him. If Lin Zhizhi really loses, it can only mean that going to the Dan Banquet is also a shame, and it is better to make way for others.
Even after learning that the other elders were looking for some well-known representatives of Dan Dao—far more famous than Zhou Qi, Master Qinghuo still had a little inexplicable confidence in Lin Zhizhi.
Although placed on the same scale, the two are not on the same level at all.
Master Peng Yunqi, who once made a 90% fusion of Tiandan, is now Keqing in the alchemy building, and the idle people can't even ask each other to create a kind of elixir. Fang rescued the people of a city of Anping Master... and the nameless Sanxiu Lin Zhizhi.
The last one is a name that even sounds funny.
Therefore, after entering the Qingfeng Sect, Lin Zhizhi declined the invitation of the other elders and closed in the door alone, waiting for the match that Qinghuo Master said to come. Except that Qinghuo Master would personally come to explain his understanding of Dan Dao to him and solve some of Lin Zhizhi's doubts about Dan Yan and Dan Dao, only Yan Lei would come to chat with him occasionally.
Every time he came, Yan Lei was very angry, he put down the sword behind his back and slapped the table: "They haven't seen you, how can they say that about you?"
Lin Zhizhi expressed that he was very calm about this. He was flipping through a book of "Dao of Pills", the tea in front of him was suffusing with heat, and he didn't look too relaxed. His voice fluctuated near and far: "I can understand this.
Yan Lei wanted to vent his anger again, but he was too embarrassed to disturb him again after seeing the other party's concentration. After sitting alone for a long time, he awkwardly moved his butt on the chair. Yan Lei seemed to have Like a needle stick, he jumped up immediately, saying that something happened and he ran away.
Lin Zhizhi stopped his movements, put down the book feebly, and sighed while looking at the sword lying sideways in front of him. The black-haired boy got up, picked up the sword wrapped in layers of cloth, and chased it out.
- In Lin Zhizhi's philosophy, as a sword cultivator, the sword is a very precious companion. No matter what, you should take it with you.
It's just that this time he just walked out of the small courtyard where he lived alone, and a group of low-level disciples had already received a tip from the wind watcher and came to block Lin Zhizhi.
The young master of the Lin family has never experienced what it feels like to be hated by everyone since he was a child. Although he knew that these people didn't like him, he really faced such a group of Qing Fengzong disciples who were staring at him. To be able to come immediately when he came out of the yard - he could hardly tell whether this group of people loved deeply or hated great.
The disciples in front of him all put on a "favorability index of 0, and their attitude is hatred", and surrounded him with disdain.
- Although during the confrontation between the two sides, many people's favorability index jumped wildly, adding five or fifty from time to time.
In the minds of these low-level disciples, such a liar who is trying to make a name for himself should be sneaky and sneaky. At this time, I saw a lively black-haired beauty standing in front of me, almost failing to match the person and the impression.
#On the charm of appearance#
#There is a saying that is good, people are controlled by Yan#
Some people are not firm and young, and they are already looking for excuses to excuse him - maybe they were forced by Elder Qinghuo? Maybe people's alchemy skills are as good as their looks
The disciple headed by this group of people was the first to react, first squinting his eyes and looking suspiciously to confirm his identity: "Are you Lin Zhizhi?"
Lin Zhizhi met his gaze and nodded.
This disciple's willpower is still very strong, and he didn't blush when he faced Lin Zhizhi directly, but just averted his eyes slightly: "I want to make it clear to you, if it wasn't because the big brother was plotted against the villain, I Qingfeng Zong will never invite an outsider to come here! We have seen a lot of foreign liars like you, and those who know each other should leave as soon as possible. Our reputation will never allow outsiders to blaspheme!"
When he said the first few words, he was still a little stumbling, and in the end, he turned into a proud little chest.
Obviously, they all admire the so-called "big brother". After mentioning the big brother, the low-level disciples behind him all showed reverence.
Generally speaking, major disciples always have some inexplicable sense of superiority to outsiders. Many disciples don't look down on outsiders very much. The low-level disciples of the Qing Fengzong came to Lin Zhizhi for a very simple purpose. They wanted to give him a slap in the face and let him understand that the status of the senior brother was irreplaceable.
In order to achieve this goal, they specially brought the unique spiritual tools of Qing Fengzong. Crush the desire pill and put it into the magic weapon to form a huge net cover, trapping the enemy in this illusion - generally speaking, no matter how powerful a man is, his desires are all girls, and in the illusion, he will be exposed. ugly side.
Lin Zhizhi didn't know these things. When the leading disciple took out the magic weapon and shot a pink ray of light, he could only subconsciously create a defensive barrier of spiritual energy—however, the airflow formed by the desire pill could penetrate the spiritual energy and penetrate directly from the skin.
Seeing that Lin Zhizhi was about to be attacked, a special spiritual energy burst out from nowhere, wrapping the pink air flow formed by the desire pill, and it stopped just an inch in front of the black-haired boy.
In the eyes of outsiders, it was Lin Zhizhi who had taken precautions early and used some unknown means in advance to cut off skin contact.
Only Lin Zhizhi knew in his heart that this power came from outsiders—even in his heart he already vaguely knew who did it.
Because of the secret realm of Tianfu, Lin Zhizhi was very familiar with the power of magic cultivators. And that spiritual energy, in addition to the traces of the magic cultivator, was also deliberately teasing, and it dissipated when it passed by his lips.
Canglun!
He actually followed up with the Tianyun Twelve Sect!
Those disciples looked at each other in dismay, but they didn't expect Lin Zhizhi to fail.
The black-haired boy's face was as deep as water, and he took all the anger that Cang Lun had molested just now on the group of disciples. He didn't ask the fairy sword, but held Yan Lei's sword. This sword can only be said to be "barely in the shape of a sword", and there is a circle of cloth around the outer layer. But being taken by Lin Zhizhi like this, it just showed the imposing manner of the sword.
The sword body turned in the air, and the huge spiritual pressure in the later stage of foundation establishment drove the smooth body of the sword, evoking the vitality of the heaven and the earth, using the sword to form a formation, transforming all things with one sword, all swords are unified, the virtual and the real are intertwined, and it is astonishing.
These disciples obviously did not expect that Lin Zhizhi would suddenly make such a move and violently beat up the disciples of the Qing Fengzong in the Qing Fengzong's territory! Some who didn't have time to react were directly swept to the ground by a sword, and even if some disciples sacrificed their magical weapons to protect themselves and tried to resist Lin Zhizhi, they couldn't resist, so they had to bow their heads to the Jianxiu forces.
"Ow—" A sharp bird call interrupted Lin Zhizhi, making his sword stop at the tip of the head disciple's nose. The disciple looked at his nose, nose, and heart, but he didn't dare to lift his head, for fear that the hand of the demon looking like a fairy in front of him would shake and pierce his brain directly - even if he was facing only a cloth sword.
Lin Zhizhi looked up and saw a gigantic green phoenix phantom in the border area of Qingfengzong screaming at his position. Accompanied by this cry, the entire sect seemed to be alarmed, and elders and disciples continued to rise up in the air, looking down and condescending to search for the danger of arousing the spirit of Qingfeng.
Lin Zhizhi was a little stunned: "..."
—Wait a minute, has my swordsmanship become so powerful? ! How can they provoke the guardian formation of the Qing Fengzong? ! This is obviously just the basic swordsmanship mixed with some of his understanding of the sword formation... ah
Looking back, Lin Zhizhi overthrew this narcissistic idea. It was probably that Canglun's whereabouts were finally discovered. One of the twelve sects of Tianyun was no less than Biyunmen, and there were countless capable people among them.
"Lin Zhizhi? Why are you here?" The whistle of Qingfeng almost aroused the entire sect, and naturally made Yan Lei run out of nowhere to find out. He saw the tragic situation here at a glance - a group of low-level disciples collapsed on the ground, while Lin Zhizhi stood out from the crowd, his long clothes flying, just happened to face Qingfeng's illusory shadow.
Lin Zhizhi turned back, took back the cloth sword, and handed it back to Yan Lei with a natural expression: "You forgot this, I'll give it to you."
It was as calm as if the pile of Qing Fengzong disciples at his feet were not human, but just a pile of small potatoes growing in the soil.
"Are they—?" Yan Lei took his precious cloth sword tremblingly, and asked the little potatoes.
They all belong to the same sect as Yan Lei, and they live in the Qing Fengzong, so they must give some face...
So the young master of the Lin family said implicitly, "They came to me, and we had a discussion."
#Well, let's learn#
#A pair of more than 20 people to learn from#
"… "
Yan Lei was silent for a while, but he didn't blame anything. Just suddenly, as if he had remembered something, he carefully looked at the injuries of the group of disciples—basically, they were small wounds injured by sword qi, and there was no real fatal point. He grabbed Lin Zhizhi's sleeve and asked, "This is what you did? You... how can you use a sword? Aren't you an alchemist!"
Sword Qi is definitely not something that a novice can use. Besides, looking at Lin Zhizhi's appearance when he came, the only weapon he used was his own cloth sword - it was able to generate so much sword energy, it was almost the prototype of a sword formation!
Lin Zhizhi frowned at his claws, grabbed a sweat-stained fold on his sleeve, and held his wrist with his index and middle fingers to move it away: "Well, I'm an alchemist, and I can also be a sword cultivator. The two are not in conflict."
Yan Lei: ? ? ? (fear.jpg)
-Yes! There is no conflict! You can take as many subjects as you want, but—but you can't do them all, okay? ! Not to mention the level of refining medicine, it is enough to participate in the Dan Banquet, so how can Kendo be able to go? ? How does this make a mortal like him live
"You... tell me honestly, how far is your sword cultivation?"
Lin Zhizhi's eyes lit up: "You want to know?"
"Yes..." Yan Lei looked at Lin Zhizhi's expression and suddenly became a little nervous, "You look a little excited."
"Cough, no, your delusion." Lin Zhizhi coughed to hide his excitement that he was busy refining medicine recently and hadn't touched his sword for a long time, "If you want to know, let's fight? Whether we win or lose, I'll tell you. ."
Yan Lei looked a little moved, but looking at the group of little potatoes, he thought that if he lost to Lin Zhizhi in the field of kendo, he would not be able to hold his head up for the rest of his life (… ). He hesitated and shook his head: "Forget it, I can't delay your refining."
After saying this, he immediately turned his head and cared about the little potatoes, completely cutting off Lin Zhizhi's idea that he was still trying to persuade him: "Get up! Are you all right? You came here to bully people, and they were given a pot?! Who is the leader? If I tell the law enforcement elders, you should wait for a month of confinement!" He kicked the leader's little potato viciously, stepping on the compass, force crushed it.
The leading disciple watched as the compass he had spent a huge amount of sect contribution points in exchange was broken into pieces, and wiped away the blood on his cheeks with his sleeves. He got up from the ground and moved his butt away from Lin Zhizhi with frightened eyes.
Lin Zhizhi saw from a distance that the favorability degree on Little Tudou's head changed to [index 30, the attitude is fearful] - can I increase the favorability degree even after being beaten? What a strange bunch of people.
The young master of the Lin family thought in confusion.
After dealing with this group of low-level disciples who were looking for trouble, Yan Lei explained to the black-haired boy embarrassedly: "They are not actually targeting you. It's just that the senior brother who was going to participate in the Dan Banquet was seriously injured by an ambush when he was out. He hasn't recovered yet. Not to mention alchemy, even the use of spiritual energy is a problem. Besides him, the rest of my Qingfeng Sect disciples are not sure of being able to retain the position of the Holy Sect. But these low-level disciples are not very accepting... "
Lin Zhizhi didn't let him finish his words, and pointed at the Qingfeng that had gradually faded away and asked, "What's going on?"
At this time, in the air, a middle-aged man came out to control the field, and the commotion was gradually subsided. Qing Fengzong returned to the tranquility of the past.
Yan Lei was also very puzzled, and turned back to Lin Zhizhi: "I will ask Master, I will come to you later."
If it is Canglun—
Lin Zhizhi watched Yan Lei leave, and went back to the room to pick up the book, but he couldn't read it any longer.
But if it is really Canglun, it will not calm down so quickly - with the status and strength of Lord Mozun, I can't say which is more powerful than Dao Zun. Xuanhua can't do anything to get the twelve sects to join forces, and Canglun has no reason to be weaker than him.
If it wasn't Cang Lun, who would it be
Lin Zhizhi finally waited for the answer.
It wasn't dictated by Yan Lei, but he came to find him with Master Qinghuo behind him. He was tall and handsome in black clothes and robes, and his presence could not be concealed by silence.
Ya Xuan.
—Lin Zhizhi was really dumbfounded this time.
Master Qinghuo pushed open the door and greeted Lin Zhizhi first, then helplessly pointed at Yaxuan and said to Lin Zhizhi: "He forced his way into the Qing Fengzong, and he was almost in when he was discovered. That's right—this matter even attracted the headmaster. When I rushed over, he was about to be imprisoned in a dungeon to capture his soul. I wasted a lot of effort, and even provoked the head of Biyun Sect, and he didn't want to lose it. This disciple, just figured out this matter."
"Why did he come?" Lin Zhizhi asked in surprise.
"He said he was here to find you, and he had something to tell you." Master Qinghuo was really annoyed this time.
If it weren't for the fact that Lin Zhizhi was a genius and Sect Leader Biyun had some friendship with him, he would never have taken action to save Yaxuan.
If you want to see me, won't you walk in nicely and ask to see you? Do you have to go to the Protectorate Array to sneak in? ! What does this take Qing Fengzong as
Master Qinghuo threw his long sleeves and walked out of the door. When he closed the door, he made a loud noise because he tried too hard. Obviously, he didn't want to see Ya Xuan again.
The black-clothed boy coughed, his lips were white, he could not stand still, he could only lean against the wall, and he looked very weak. At this time, Ya Xuan's blackening value has disappeared, his favorability is [index 98, his attitude is wanting to see]... He lowered his head and didn't look at the other party.
Lin Zhizhi looked at him for a long time, and finally sighed and motioned to him: "Sit first."
Ya Xuan was completely silent, as if he hadn't heard anything.
"What did you come to say to me?" Lin Zhizhi didn't force it when he saw that he didn't want to enter, he just went straight to the topic.
"I lied." This was the first sentence Ya Xuan said. It looked like he was injured and his voice was trembling, but he coughed several times with just one sentence.
"… what?"
"I didn't come to you on my own initiative, I... My original intention was to wait for you to be a teacher after cultivating." Ya Xuan said intermittently, leaning against the wall, even if the shadow completely covered him, he could still see the pale blood loss "Cough, I don't have the impression that I came here at all. It's like I fell asleep and appeared here after sleepwalking. But I can't say that, no one will believe it, so I said I have something to look for you. ."
These words were like a bolt from the blue, making Lin Zhizhi string together Cang Lun's words.
Ya Xuan, a newcomer who has just stepped into the path of cultivation, how can he activate even the most basic guardian formation? He will be near the door because he does not want to come in, but wants to go out, but he has self-awareness halfway through. How could Cang Lun know that Lin Zhizhi's charming physique had attacked in front of Ya Xuan? Maybe because he's there.
Is it... squatting? Or is it just pure spiritual manipulation? Divided soul
Lin Zhizhi asked solemnly, "Have you ever felt someone else in your body? Or has something similar happened today? Lost control over your body or something?"
Although Ya Xuan didn't know much about common sense in the cultivation world, any normal person would know that this kind of thing is a big problem. He thought about it carefully, and finally answered somewhat uncertainly: "I don't know, this time is the most obvious."
The other time was when he was drunk, and he appeared in front of Lin Zhizhi after sobering up—at that time, he thought it was because he was drunk and promiscuous.
A dry, wry smile appeared on the boy's lips.
Lin Zhizhi didn't care about Yaxuan's mood at this time, but affirmed that Lord Mozun has been staying in the small Biyunmen, not because of any premeditated plan, but as a last resort.
For example... There were some mistakes in the exercises, causing Canglun to be inseparable from Yaxuan
Lin Zhizhi vaguely felt that he was very close to the truth of the matter - I just hoped that the truth would not be as cruel as he thought.
The black-haired boy put away the emotions in his eyes, took out a bottle of self-refined healing medicine from the Qiankun ring, and threw it to Ya Xuan: "Healing medicine."
Then he thought that the places injured by those powerful shots were definitely not only the body, so he took out several bottles of elixir and threw them all at the other party. This time, Lin Zhizhi didn't even bother to say anything, and raised his chin to signal him to eat it.
Ya Xuan didn't move at first, the hand holding the medicine bottle was very hard, and the blue blood vessels spewed: "It's still only you."
"… what?"
"The only person who can reach out at a time like mine is you."
The moment Ya Xuan raised his head, the favorability level on the top of his head changed to [Ya Xuan, favorability index 100, his attitude is that he wants to hug tightly]…
- That hand that stretched out no matter how difficult or downhearted he was, as expected, he still wanted to grasp it no matter what, and hold it in his arms.