Xuanhua lowered his head and glanced at him, with a rare warmth in his eyes: "I 'saw' my future apprentice will appear there, so I am here... The first time I saw you, I knew that you would Be my only disciple."
The voice of his last sentence was very soft, so soft that it was covered up by the loud wind as soon as he exited, just like the truth under the heavy snow.
Lin Zhizhi nodded. Although this answer was a bit ridiculous, he still believed it - after all, immortal cultivators are not mortals, and it is said that the Tianyin Sect's exercises can predict the future. It is also an acceptable explanation for a Taoist who has already surpassed the transmutation realm to see an unknown piece of the piece and come by fate.
- Seeing that Lin Zhizhi had no intention of continuing to ask questions, after completing the "Q&A" session with master and apprentice, Master Dao Zun was satisfied and did not want to waste time on the road. With a thought, the sword under his seat immediately sped up countless times. speed. Even if Luo Xian Jianzong was thousands of miles away from Lin's house, it was just a flick of his finger for him.
There are countless Lingshan Mountains in Luoxian Jianzong, and Huafeng Mountain, which has the most spiritual energy, is the main peak. A huge spirit sword was inserted in front of the sect—different from the divine sword in the minds of ordinary people, this sword was not perfect. It can even be said that it is the opposite of the word perfect. The sword body is scarred and broken, full of traces of battle, but it is such a broken sword that all those who come to Luoxian Jianzong respect.
Respect for this sword of killing and protection and this long-established sect.
Because a thousand years ago, when the demons were prosperous, Canglun, the demon god of the upper realm, tore apart the cracks in space and descended into the world, thus ushering in a decade-long bloody era.
Demon God Canglun incarnated as a young loose cultivator, handsome in appearance, powerful in aura, dressed in red and flamboyant, with a blazing knife that was incomparably hot. His personality was even more domineering and arrogant. Although he is gifted with outstanding talent, he advocates freedom. Although many seniors of the sect saw his talent and made invitations to him, he refused all of them, wandering between heaven and earth alone, making friends with heroes from all over the world.
During that period of time, Cang Lun stole the brilliance of all the geniuses of his generation, and he was dazzling and dazzling. So, when he was full of wings and showed his ferocious fangs, the entire cultivation world was in shock and uproar, and the world was in turmoil.
The blazing sword of the most yang and the most sinister turned into the most sinister and vicious soul-devouring sword. Under the blade, all souls are lost and never reborn. The traitors of the four major sects have emerged in an endless stream, which has overwhelmed the high-level officials of all sects.
Seeing that the demon cultivator's leadership in Canglun was arrogant and arrogant, attracting all the souls of the cultivation world, the ancestors of Luoxian Jianzong stepped forward, united with the great powers of all sects, and used their own spiritual sword as a medium and their own longevity spiritual power as a prayer. Inciting the punishment of the Thunder God and finally paying a huge price, this stopped the rampant Canglun, after a thousand-year peace agreement was signed.
Canglun drank his hatred for silence and disappeared without a trace in the world; the great powers of all sects also ran out of fuel and fell one by one, and only the original spirit sword of the ancestor of the Luo Xianjian Sect was left scarred and nailed into the sect. The brutal battle that almost destroyed the sky and the earth reminds future generations to remember this battle and walk cautiously, and it is even more unforgettable for the ancestors to sigh before his death-he will return in a thousand years.
And now, nearly a thousand years have passed.
After walking through the spirit sword and officially entering the Luoxian Jianzong, you will find that the sect is full of spiritual energy, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the scenery of the fairyland is ten thousand years old. The secular climate change cannot affect this place. If mortals take a breath of the air here, they can prolong their life by ten years.
Xuanhua's palace is above the main peak of Luoxian Jianzong. But unlike the others, there are no spiritual flowers and grasses that other elders like to plant, and the outside of his hall is just a snow-capped area with endless eyes.
But Lin Zhizhi was simply overjoyed - in order to suppress that charming body, he needed to improve his cultivation progress. Although this palace was too cold for others, it was just right for him at the moment.
Xuanhua seemed to see his mood, and rarely asked, "Do you like it here?"
Got a strong nod from the young man: "Well, it's very quiet."
The Lord Dao Zun, who has been complaining about the palace's indifference behind the back of Luo Xian Jianzong's head, nodded with satisfaction.
#The little apprentice's taste is so good#
But when Lin Zhizhi walked back and forth on this snowy peak, especially after seeing the huge and iconic spirit sword, he turned back and asked Xuanhua excitedly: "Master, is this the Luoxian Sword Sect?"
"… kindness."
After getting Xuanhua's affirmative answer, Lin Zhizhi took a deep breath. He has longed for the sword cultivators of Luo Xian Jianzong since he was a child, thinking about how to join in the future. Although he is not a disciple of Luoxian Jianzong now, but following Xuanhua, he can be considered to have realized his dream.
Seeing Lin Zhizhi, who had reacted more violently to Luo Xian Jianzong than his own palace, Xuan Hua's mood, which had been quite good just now, suddenly darkened.
#… The little apprentice's taste is not good at all! #
People who usually make Xuanhua black face, Xuanhua usually chooses to make the other person's life dark from now on. But looking at Lin Zhizhi who was still excited, Dao Zun Ziyi felt the feeling of "reluctance to start" for the first time, and finally flicked his long sleeves and walked straight to the gate of the palace.
Lin Zhizhi was still looking around the surroundings of Luo Xian Jianzong with a little surprise, but he didn't notice that his cheap master had already sunk with jealousy. By the time it was discovered, Xuan Hua's figure had disappeared.
He glanced back at Luo Xian Jianzong with some reluctance, then turned around and chased the master's back.
But when Lin Zhizhi walked into the hall door and was about to touch the corner of his clothes, his eyes suddenly changed, his whole body became cold, and in the blink of an eye, he was in a world of ice and snow.
Lin Zhizhi felt a chill all over his body, and he couldn't keep his eyes open due to the cold wind blowing with ice grains. It was as if there was a frost demon in this place, and it was so cold that even the gas that people exhaled from opening their mouths condensed into white mist, forcing him to release his body-protecting spiritual energy.
However, the rapidly increasing air-conditioning caused the young master of the Lin family, who was still in the qi refining period, to shiver, like a little squirrel that came out to hunt for food during the winter, but strayed into the ice and snow storm.
Seeing that this little squirrel was about to be blown into a white skeleton by the freezing wind, a pair of strong hands wrapped around his waist - when the black-haired boy regained consciousness, he had already soaked in a hot spring. middle.
The water in this pool was obviously not of ordinary quality. Lin Zhizhi had just been thrown into it for a while before regaining his consciousness, and a warm current filled his body and meridians.
He opened his eyes and saw Master Shizun standing by the pool, looking at him with a mixture of embarrassment and sudden realization. Seeing that Lin Zhizhi woke up, Xuanhua squatted down, narrowed the distance between him and his little apprentice, and sighed in an indescribable tone: "So you are so weak..."
Lin Zhizhi, who was a little dizzy from the blisters: "..."
- As a Tian Linggen, I have practiced for more than ten years before reaching the eleventh level of Qi practice that other Muggles can't reach in a lifetime. I'm really sorry
Xuan Hua didn't care about Lin Zhizhi's expression, instead he stretched out his hand and poked the little apprentice's flushed cheek, which was steamed by the pool water, with some distress: "I opened the most elementary Xuanshuang Road before, if you can survive the first wave. The cold wave is very good for you..."
When he said this, he paused and continued: "But you don't have it. That's right, the aura in it is a bit too much for you."
The name of Xuanshuang Road was heard from the background of the young master of the Lin family.
It is said that building a foundation here can enhance the chance of foundation building, and to a certain extent, it can resist the chance of inner demons entering the brain.
In other words, the Xuanshuang Road is far from what cultivators in the Qi refining period can bear.
But even if he knew this fact, Lin Zhizhi, who was called "weak" by his master, was still not convinced. The young man was very angry, he propped up his body, raised his head and said to Xuan Hua: "Let me go again, Master, I was not prepared just now."
The hot spring pool water only slightly soaked the boy's chest before, and wet his shirt. With such a sudden movement of Lin Zhizhi, the strands of hair on his forehead stuck together, up and down following his breathing. The skin, which had been pale from being scraped by the cold air before, gradually became rosy because of the warm pool water. The wet clothes hung on his body, and the snow-white skin was looming. At this time, the boy's eyes were full of unyielding stubbornness.
- If you put it in front of ordinary people, I am afraid that you will be unable to hold on to it, and want this young man to completely surrender to himself. Although Lord Dao Zun was cold-hearted, he couldn't help frowning when he saw this lively scene.
This little apprentice of my own is sometimes a little too hooking. There are a lot of people who like masculine style now, but in the future, they should be more careful, lest Lin Zhizhi be kidnapped by others.
Seeing that Xuanhua didn't speak, Lin Zhizhi repeated his determination, but because the bottom of the pool was too slippery, he almost fell.
Xuanhua kept looking at him, then stretched out his hand to support him. He only felt that the touch of his hand was delicate and soft, and he couldn't help but feel a little swaying in his heart. Lord Dao Zun withdrew his hand and calmed down: "No, it's because I didn't think about it carefully. It's not too late to try again when you get used to the cold."
- The one who is currently staying in this water is none other than the first and only apprentice destined for him in his life, so he must take good care of him.
Lin Zhizhi was still reluctant, and still wanted to try again. But looking at the emotions in Xuan Hua's eyes, he understood that he was indeed not very successful at this time - the young master of the Lin family, who had not experienced much failure, made up his mind in his heart that he must cross the Xuanshuang Road in time.
Xuanhua went into the water and came to Lin Zhizhi's side. Looking at the delicate profile of the young man beside him, he asked lightly, "I treat you like this, do you regret taking me as your teacher?"
Lin Zhizhi, who still remembered that he would be able to travel all over Xuanshuang Road to conquer the master (?) in two days, was stunned. He bit his lip and glanced at the favorability level on Xuanhua's head—[favorability index 87 ]—Hey, this time, the effort actually increased by two points—looking down, it was Xuanhua’s deep eyes.
This is Dao Zun... a true, living legend.
A legendary figure who slashed the world with one sword.
Now that he is soaking in the same pool of water with him, Lin Zhizhi thinks about it now that he is still a little excited. He sat down, letting the pool water just soak his chin, blowing hard to see the ripples in the water in front of him, and shaking his head a little shyly: "The journey of cultivation is bumpy. There should be this kind of awareness.”
After hearing Lin Zhizhi's words, Xuanhua nodded expressionlessly and continued: "You are my first apprentice and the weakest immortal cultivator I have ever met... So, I am not very good at teaching you."
Weak chicken baby Lin Zhizhi: (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻Master, you are too honest! Are you here to show off or to attack people?! Of course he is only a teenager with those who have cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years. There is nothing better than the old monster! He is a good boy who is young and young!
Xuan Hua retracted his gaze: "Even now, I haven't figured out how to teach you."
"How did Shizun cultivate in the first place?" Lin Zhizhi said.
Xuanhua did not answer.
Dao Zun Xuanhua, to be precise, has not practiced safely. In the barbaric era, he began to host most of the sects as one person, and most of his cultivation was improved between battle and blood. Serious injuries are commonplace, and the pain is unbearable from the beginning to normal.
This is also the way the magic cultivator trains his disciples. Those who can survive the battle must be the strongest.
But even though he knew in his heart that this was the fastest way to level up, he didn't want Lin Zhizhi to experience this.
The reason is simple, because of reluctance.
Lord Dao Zun pondered for a moment, then turned over to the edge of the pool, and his spiritual energy evaporated from the remaining water vapor on his clothes, leaving no dust: "Come with me."
Lin Zhizhi was a little puzzled, but he still obeyed Xuanhua's words and walked out of the pool. Xuan Hua's palm lightly flicked his finger on the black-haired boy's wet clothes, and Lin Zhizhi's clothes were also dry.
He walked forward and said to the younger apprentice who was following every step of the way: "I will teach you some basic swordsmanship now, you remember to practice diligently every day. As for the internal skills in the Qi training stage, you can go to the outer door of Jianzong to learn by yourself. With your talent , it is not difficult to reach the foundation."
Lin Zhizhi nodded.
- At this time, there is both regret in his heart, but more excitement.
It's a pity that I can't practice with Xuanhua right away, and I'm excited that I'm about to learn the master's sword art - the basic sword art of Dao Zun. Can that be called a basic sword art? ! That's called God's Swordsmanship!