"Fuck, what is that!"
"Isn't Dan Yan isolated from the outside world? What's going on with this cloud?" The disciples were not aware of it.
"Elixir transforms into shape?!" An elder of the Qilin Sect who first discovered Little Phoenix stood up regardless of his image, and fell down the chair behind him. However, he pointed at Lin Zhizhi recklessly, "That is the spirit of medicine pills!"
This stern shout made the law enforcement elders of Shengzong, who had been guarding the Dan Banquet, stand up abruptly! He stared at Tianlei dignifiedly: "After the Tianlei comes to the world, it will become a divine pill."
The black robbery cloud stopped above the little phoenix that the medicine pill had transformed into. For a moment, the entire Dan Yan was terrifyingly quiet, only the roar of thunder, and every sound seemed to hit the ear.
"Boom—"
The thunder exploded, and one entangled one, like a chain from the sky, with the unstoppable Tianwei trying to split the phoenix!
The little phoenix stopped opening its eyes. It turned around softly but decisively, flapping its weak wings, and stopped in mid-air.
Tianlei destroys the sky and destroys the sun as it approaches it.
It looks so soft and helpless, but it has to face the most severe attack and punishment in the world alone.
— No, not alone.
There is always someone behind it.
At the moment Tianlei approached Danfeng, there was a person in front of it, blocking Tianlei for him.
"What is he doing! Even if the pill spirit fails to transcend the calamity and the Qingfeng Pill cannot change its shape, it is still a divine pill! We will not be at the end! If we face the calamity, it will be a life-and-nine death!" growled anxiously. If he didn't know that trying to block the thunder for others would actually increase the thunder, he really wanted to find out that Lin Zhizhi who was courting death!
The head of Qing Fengzong was also quite anxious, losing any manners and looking up at the sky.
Danfeng didn't wait for Tianlei's severe pain, it trembled and tried its best to open its eyes, and then saw the figure.
The black-haired boy dressed in a blue shirt shook the world, his robes were flying, and his blue silk was flying. He held a dark blue long sword in his hand, the blade like autumn frost.
A little bit of cold light.
That Asking Immortal Sword stopped this thunder.
Tian Dao seemed to be furious because of Lin Zhizhi's intervention, more thunder light appeared in the sky, the thick thunder and lightning turned into a thunder dragon, and he opened his mouth to roar and demonstrate at the black-haired boy who dared to offend Tianwei.
Rao is the disciple under the law enforcement elder who has been propped up by the law enforcement elders, looking at the might of the Thunder Dragon, still trembling with fear! Yan Lei could hardly imagine the terrifying coercion facing Lin Zhizhi, who was the first to bear the brunt!
However, this is not the first time for Lin Zhizhi.
As early as when he perfected the foundation, he had already experienced the so-called thunder tribulation power.
Lin Zhizhi smiled coldly, his beautiful lips raised slightly, and his eyes were cold and awe-inspiring. With a flick of the boy's wrist, that Wen Xianjian's whole body flashed with lightning, and a sword whistle even overshadowed the thunder dragon's momentum.
Jian Xiao Jiuzhongtian!
"Don't be noisy." The black-haired boy said softly, holding a fairy sword in his hand, like a cold autumn wind.
—I don’t know if he was talking about Thunder Dragon or Immortal Sword.
When the Thunder Dragon flew towards him in the fog, the thunder light transformed by the Wenxian Sword formed a barrier around Lin Zhizhi, allowing Tianlei to approach him, wrapping him all the way up. He stopped behind Thunder Dragon, and the dark blue rays of light from far to near, densely covered the sky, faintly forming a formation of heaven and earth.
Lin Zhizhi held the body of the immortal sword, and as the spiritual flow swirled, the heaven and earth formation in mid-air gradually thickened and formed a substance. In an instant, thousands of swords of questioning and immortality escorted the black-haired boy, and split the dark cloud of calamity abruptly!
Thunder Dragon roared in pain and struggled in midair, bringing out the rolling thunder.
The countless Immortal Asking Swords were inserted into its body, absorbing the power of thunder and lightning on it—when Thunder Dragon's body gradually dissipated, the afterimage of the Immortal Sword returned, and the Thundering Immortal Sword was more intense, with a look of contentment.
"There is nothing out of nothing—" The law enforcement elder's pupils shrank, "This is the supreme supernatural power of kendo, and that sword formation... Isn't he an alchemist?"
He was not the only one who had such doubts, Yan Lei's jaw dropped in shock.
When Lin Zhizhi approached him, he was already surprised that he was not afraid of death, and after seeing the magical power of the sword, his worldview was destroyed.
That's a great power! The Qiankun sword formation that even his master does not know, and that sword, can actually carry the thunder? ! Xianjian doesn't care about that, right? In comparison, he can only be regarded as the scum of the scum!
But the most irritating thing is that this person's body is a pharmacist? ! A pharmacist who is more powerful than all sword cultivators? - This world is so mysterious! And just now, Lin Zhizhi—he is too handsome, right
In order to protect the spirit of the elixir, he faced that thunderstorm alone. He almost turned this Dan banquet into his one-man show!
Yan Lei's idea is obviously the idea of the public. Now all the disciples, including the alchemist elder, looked at the black-haired boy on the Dan platform with an unbelievable (shocked, adored, and amazed) look, and no one remembered the colorful Dan cloud and its owner.
And Lin Zhizhi put away the questioning fairy sword, and did not look at the others, but turned around and held up the Danfeng with a gentle expression.
Little Phoenix has opened his bright eyes, chirps twice, and takes two tentative steps in the boy's palm.
"It's alright." Lin Zhizhi tapped its little head with his index finger, his dark eyes like a deep pool that would drag people in and drown him, "Don't be afraid."
Danfeng blinked, as if she understood something, spread her wings and stumbled all the way to the shoulder of the boy, pecked the boy's cheek in shame and uneasiness.
Lin Zhizhi smiled slightly, let it bounce on his shoulders, and returned to the Dantai by himself. He raised his eyes and looked at the other alchemists who were staring at him: "...What are you looking at me for? Isn't it over yet?"
The rest of the players: "… "
-Do not! It has ended! First, who else but you? ! !
With such grief and anger, other players successively refined their own medicinal pills, attracting five-color or colorful pill clouds - but all of this is so trivial compared to Tianlei's coming to the world and the transformation of medicinal pills into spirits.
Lin Zhizhi is a well-deserved number one, and he has already stood at the pinnacle of the younger generation in Yuntian Continent.
When the law enforcement elder of Shengzong complexly announced the ownership of the first person, the black-haired boy calmly accepted the honor of belonging to the first person. Lin Zhizhi searched the crowd to find everyone from the Qingfeng Sect, and Yan Lei who was looking at him, so the young master of the Lin family, who was actually very happy, winked at them.
- At that moment, Yan Lei suddenly remembered the scene of seeing him for the first time.
It may be his luck to find this man.
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For Lin Zhizhi, the process after the banquet was long and painful. He had to be grabbed by the elders of the twelve sects and asked about various things, including Danfeng, who was researched over and over again - if the refined medicinal pills were not owned by the refining pharmacist, they would have liked to snatch Danfeng directly.
It was almost late at night before Lin Zhizhi was free to walk back to the yard with Ya Xuan.
Ya Xuan remained silent as always, stopped at the door of Lin Zhizhi's room, and looked at him with dark eyes: "You are great today."
—It was so good that Yaxuan could not wait to take him directly back to the small wooden hut at the foot of Biyunmen Mountain, where only the two of them belonged. No strangers will come and snatch him.
Lin Zhizhi: "Thank you?"
Ya Xuan gave him a deep look, said "good night" to him, passed by, and walked into his room.
And Lin Zhizhi pushed open the door, turned around, and was so shocked that he almost cried out—
Until the man who suddenly appeared in his room reached out and covered his mouth.
The man didn't light the candle, the room was dark, only the cold moonlight sprinkled on the ground.
The man's long hair was like ink, his eyes were purple, and he was as cold as a fairy.