Chapter 110
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Xuanhua's tone is very light, but also very clear.
But Lin Zhizhi didn't hear anything clearly in his trance. He only felt that it could relieve his headache. He felt more comfortable and nodded his head vaguely.
Next, Lin Zhizhi fell into a period of spring. In a dream.
Xuanhua's steady hands trembled, and carefully untied the boy's clothes. The man first gently pecked on each other's lips, and then went deeper after seeing that there was no sign of disgust.
Lin Zhizhi encircles his neck, obediently opens his mouth and lets the other party plunder.
This is the first time that Xuanhua didn't touch him under the influence of Lin Zhizhi's constitution, so it is more real.
In the dream of people, lost the rational constraints, often the most honest.
Just like Lin Zhizhi at this time, he has a warm response to every action.
……
Lin Zhizhi felt that he had a long dream.
In that dream, he could not move for some reason, only some instinctive consciousness remained.
He seemed to be lying on someone, and then he did something strange - but he didn't resist, because that person's hand was cold, and he was hot and comfortable to touch, and he wanted the other person to touch more places.
Then the man continued for a long time, and then an energy flow came into his body. With this aura coming into his body, Lin Zhizhi could feel that his body temperature was falling. At the right temperature, a pair of gentle hands were combing the injured spirit for him.
He fell asleep again. After a long time, he finally regained his consciousness, woke up from his sleep and opened his eyes.
The first thing Lin Zhizhi saw was a dark curtain with familiar embroidery, but it was not his bed. Lin Zhizhi stood up a little and looked out. There was a bowl of Medicine on a log table. The sunlight came in through the window and reflected the tiny particles in the air.
The young man with black hair tries to get up, and the quilt slips from his chest, revealing his white coat. Lin Zhizhi shakes his head, and his memory is still in the stage of being attacked by the demons. He thought he would have pain, but he didn't have any pain on his body, only his waist was a little sore.
This is Did anyone save him? Is it the master?
Lin Zhiyi didn't think much about it at first. First, he looked inside to see how his injury was. To his astonishment, his Yuanying, who had been nibbled off half of his body, was not only intact, but also moistened for a long time. It was like taking some rapid growth agent. Except for yuan Shen, all the wounds on his body healed without leaving any trace. Not only that, but what's more terrible is that he, Lin Zhizhi, went from the early stage to the late stage of Yuanying after a sleepless night??
This is generally in the novel is to cheat children's plot, OK?!! It's not the period of refining Qi. It's pitiful to need less aura. The talented and intelligent can break through after a sleep - this is the period of Yuan infant! Some of the great friars stayed in the early Yuan Dynasty until their death! Not to mention across the two realms at once!
Lin Zhiyi's face is forced. Jpg. He almost thinks that his memory is wrong. The meeting gift given to him by the demons is not a desperate struggle, but a perfect tonic pill.
#He suspects that his memory is fake ｛
; his brain is also fake ｛
just as he examines his memory, Xuanhua pushes the door in from the door. Seeing that he wakes up, he walks to the bedside, takes the bowl of medicine and puts it on the small table beside the ice bed. Then the man took his hand, and after feeling the coolness, he passed some aura to warm him.
Lin Zhizhi looked at his master's dusty face and remembered that he thought it was Chunmeng (...) Some of the pictures are difficult to bring Xuanhua into them - but Lin Zhizhi feels uncomfortable all over his body, and although the marks on his arms and neck are very light, they still exist. So the young man with black hair took back his fingers under the quilt and tightened them. His lips were still a little pale. He opened his lips and said, "master, did you save me before?"
Xuanhua picked up the medicine bowl, took a spoon to scoop the medicine juice mixed with the healing pill, and handed it to Lin Zhizhi: "well, I should go with you that day. The demons are so cunning. You don't have enough experience. You should be more careful."
Daozun's hand has always been holding the sword, but now he is holding the medicine bowl for him. He can't help but let Lin Zhizhi have some inexplicable tenderness. He opened his lips and held the medicine, but the next second he was so bitter that he almost spit it out -
in Xuanhua's close sight, Lin Zhizhi bravely defeated himself and forced the medicine to the base of his tongue.
Xuanhua looked at the young man in front of him who seldom complained. He felt a little strange. There was a sporadic smile in his purple eyes: "bitter?"
Lin Zhizhi nodded vigorously.
To tell the truth, this is beyond the scope of "suffering". He suspects that Xuanhua must have added bitterness to it secretly!
The man then lowers his head, in the strong strength does not lose the gentleness to lower his head to kiss Lin Zhizhi, pry. Open each other's lips. Tongue, suck together. Suck the bitter taste of the medicine in his mouth. After searching for a circle, Xuanhua just quit, affirming: "it's a little bitter, but only in this way can you remember."Lin Zhizhi
#He now thinks that this master is probably a fake ｛
｛ no, it must be a fake ｛
the fake master Xuanhua takes another spoonful of medicine juice and hands it to the other side. This time, Lin Zhizhi resolutely refused to give him another drink. He stood still for a while. Looking at the pale and sick beauty of the other party, he was not willing to force him any more. He put the medicine bowl aside and looked back at Lin Zhizhi: "do you feel ok now?"
Lin Zhizhi is using his aura to circulate in his body for a whole day. Yuanying, who is located in Dantian, is also fed by his master. He says, "there's no harm left. His skill has been improved in turn. It's just that my master, I Why did I change from the early stage to the late stage? It's master you... "
He hesitated to lengthen the tune, did not complete the words.
Xuanhua calmly took over the words: "I've been practicing with you."
Lin Zhizhi
I, and, you, double, repair, and so on.
#Master, don't say that in such an indifferent tone! #
- no wonder his accomplishments and injuries have improved so quickly. Judging from Xuanhua's strength, as the first person in the human world, it can only be regarded as a little effort to promote him to such a state. More benefits are reflected in Xuanhua's perception of the Tao, which needs time to accumulate.
Xuanhua continued to describe the scene at that time: "your injury is too serious. If you go to Tianchi to get the divine grass, it may be too late. It will have an impact on your cultivation. Only by cultivating with me can you get better quickly. I also asked you. You nodded and I said
Lin Zhizhi's face continued to panic
In his incomplete memory, he seemed to At that time Indeed Nodded
Xuanhua saw his thought from the young man's face in front of him: "don't you remember?"
Lin Zhizhi nodded his head. After struggling for a long time, he finally nodded his head slightly.
Men don't look like "disappointed" or "sad". They seem to have known it for a long time. They don't ask questions and choose to avoid this topic. Xuanhua stretched out his hand to explore the temperature in front of each other's forehead, and said faintly: "you'd better cultivate for another two days. Yuanshen's injury needs to be recuperated."
Lin Zhizhi responded cleverly.
Xuanhua stood up, took up the medicine bowl, and was about to walk out.
Lin Zhizhi somehow saw his master's back, and suddenly thought of the memory picture that had flashed back in his mind before that - the protagonist in it could not see his face clearly, but it made him feel very much like Xuanhua.
This feeling became more intense after he entered the late Yuan Dynasty, as if if if he could go further and step into the transformation of God, he might be able to see what the man in his memory looked like.
This idea flashed away, and Lin Zhi subconsciously reached out to hold the master's clothes, and didn't want to let him go far.
He used very little strength. Xuanhua could shake off his hand just a little bit - but Lord daozun stopped at the moment of contact and looked back at the dark haired boy on the bed.
Lin Zhizhi's black hair falls down on his shoulders, and his pale complexion is set off. The contrast looks strong, and there is a kind of pitiful infirmity.
Xuanhua didn't make a sound. He asked Lin Zhizhi with his eyes. The young man with black hair looked at him with the same confused look. He was wet and black, and he immediately surrendered.
He went back to the bed, covered the bed for each other, watched him lie down and covered Lin Zhizhi's eyelids with his hands. Wen said, "sleep, I'm here."
Lin Zhizhi also feels a little tired. After all, the wound above Yuanshen still needs to recuperate. He blinked, wiped away the moisture in his eyes, and then obediently closed his eyes.
His eyelashes were drawn on Xuanhua's palm, which made the man withdraw his hand.
Master daozun looked down at his palm, then put his eyes back on Lin Zhizhi on the bed, and quietly leaned aside to accompany him to sleep.
……
After that, Lin Zhizhi stayed in Xuanhua cave for several days.
The fact that he was attacked by a traitor has been known by Tianlu immortal. After hearing that he has recovered, he specially brought many precious elixirs to visit him. Although he was stopped by Xuanhua at the beginning, because Tianlu immortal came with several elder disciples from Yuntian continent, Xuanhua also gave him the face to take people in and out of his cave.
On the day they came, Lin Zhiyi, dressed in white, sat at the table, holding a scroll of Taoist Scriptures left by Xuanhua.
Tianlu real person arrived and asked him: "Zhizhi, are you ok? If something really happened, I would be the sinner of Jianzong - "
Lin Zhizhi waved his hand and said," I have nothing to do. Instead, my skill has been improved. The master doesn't need to blame himself. "
Immortal Tianlu said, "how can I not blame myself! If not for Lord daozun, you will be broken into our own hands. Don't worry, elder Tai and I have started to investigate the internal thieves. They are more hateful than the demons. "When Lin Zhizhi heard this, he suddenly asked, "master, what's the situation outside now?"
The young master of the Lin family remembers that on the day when he went to fight against the demons, immortal lvming said that the evil spirit could not be contained. He also saw the pervading of the evil spirit on Xiangyun mountain. In addition, Xuanhua often went out these days, which made him more concerned with the outside world. Every time he asked the master, the master said that he would take good care of the wound first, which was very perfunctory.
After hearing Lin Zhizhi's words, Tianlu immortal and Changlu immortal from fengzong of Qing Dynasty looked at each other and said with a bitter smile, "even if we come to visit you, we have to wait for one or two to squeeze out a little time. Naturally, we can't say good."
Chang Lu added: "the demons have been preparing for this invasion for at least thousands of years. Their friars are cruel and cunning. On the other hand, we human friars are passive everywhere. Many small and medium-sized sects have no ability to resist and have been exterminated."
"Fortunately, there are the sea people. In the sea territory, even the demons can't invade the sea people." Immortal Tianlu said, "some places have to give up. There are channels of demons all over the world. There is no peaceful place. Fortunately, we can join hands in time. Now in this world, you have Xuanhua here. Canglun has to be afraid of three points when he comes here in person. I'm afraid it's the safest place. You don't have to worry. We still have the strength to last a few years, and it's good to be at ease. "
Lin Zhizhi just wanted to emphasize that he was ready to go to the battlefield to help Jianzong. He heard a voice behind him: "Tianlu is right. Zhizhi, you can rest for a few days."
Lin Zhizhi
He always feels that the master tends to raise him as a pig these days
For example, Xuanhua now holds a cup of Xianling liquid in his hand, puts it in front of Lin Zhizhi and watches him drink it.
Sometimes because the liquid is too bitter, Lin Zhizhi will argue that he has recovered from the injury and the nutrition overflows. Every time Xuanhua will insist on watching him finish drinking it, and then insist that the master will take the liquid by mouth.
"Ah!" At the moment of Xuanhua's appearance, a scream came from behind Changlu. It was Yan Lei.
Yan Lei stares at Xuanhua. What he sees in his eyes is the big devil in purple But what comes to mind is that he has always worshipped daozun more than his own master -
they are actually one person?!
Lord daozun is the devil, the devil is Lord daozun?!
Chang Lu covered his apprentice's mouth with his hand. He sighed with shame: "please don't care, my Lord. I have little knowledge."
The elder of Yuntian had already met Xuanhua when he made an alliance with Luoxian Jianzong. He also knew that the devil who moved Yuntian was him (...).
After all the friars knew Xuanhua's true face, they gave up revenge completely I don't think so. Only a few people asked Xuanhua why he wanted to snatch herbal classics out of curiosity. In the face of alliance, Xuanhua reluctantly gave a reply: "Apprentice needs it."
On the spot, Changlu Zhenren was moved by the moving friendship between master and apprentice, and reflected on himself. Every time Yan Lei pestered him for more Dan recipe secret scripts, he was always stingy. If you look at other people's daozun master and apprentice, you can get them back to him as long as they want them.
Every time Yan Lei is injured, Chang Lu always throws a bottle of medicine to him. If you look at daozun, who is so close to you every day and night, and treats you gently, I'm afraid it's just like this to your future daughter-in-law, right?
Immortal Changlu still remembers the appearance of Lord daozun when he learned that something had happened to Lin Zhizhi. The evil spirit that burst out at that moment was not even comparable to canglun.
Almost immediately, he planned his position in his heart. With Xuanhua's attention to Lin Zhizhi, he was afraid that no one could offend him.
Xuanhua naturally doesn't care about Yan Lei. He just watches Lin Zhizhi finish his Xianling liquid and disturbs his long hair like a reward. His eyes, which have never been emotional, soften like a pair of the most beautiful purple gems.
I don't know why. I always feel that I've been sprinkled with dog food. Well, is it an illusion?
Yan Lei didn't know why. Looking at him, he always felt that he was envied by other people's teachers - well, it must not be an illusion!
In this way, Lin Zhizhi unconsciously showed his love in front of his elders and old acquaintances, and brought himself into the ditch. He stayed in Xuanhua cave for half a month, until all the decisions made by Xuanhua himself were integrated into his heart, and he could really give full play to Yuan Ying's later strength.
During the healing period of Lin Zhizhi, the progress of the war between man and devil is also growing step by step. Countless blood is flowing in all directions of the human world, and the war is becoming more and more fierce.
Lin Zhizhi, under the command of Tianlu immortal, and together with Fengqin and others, fought against the demons in person.
The young master of the Lin family thought that this was a protracted war, which could last for several decades or hundreds of years, but a sudden letter interrupted him.
It was a challenge letter.
From canglun.
The Lord mozun, who is already tens of thousands of years old, does not invite daozun of the same realm, but challenges a 20-year-old young man, Lin Zhizhi.——I'm afraid it's the most important thing in the world.
What Lin Zhizhi didn't know was that Fengqin, Jiashu, Suyu and Xuanhua all received such letters, which came from the same signature, but their letters were not challenges, but invitation letters.
Canglun invited them to watch the competition between himself and Lin Zhizhi.
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Xuanhua's tone is very light, but also very clear.
But Lin Zhizhi didn't hear anything clearly in his trance. He only felt that it could relieve his headache. He felt more comfortable and nodded his head vaguely.
Next, Lin Zhizhi fell into a period of spring. In a dream.
Xuanhua's steady hands trembled, and carefully untied the boy's clothes. The man first gently pecked on each other's lips, and then went deeper after seeing that there was no sign of disgust.
Lin Zhizhi encircles his neck, obediently opens his mouth and lets the other party plunder.
This is the first time that Xuanhua didn't touch him under the influence of Lin Zhizhi's constitution, so it is more real.
In the dream of people, lost the rational constraints, often the most honest.
Just like Lin Zhizhi at this time, he has a warm response to every action.
……
Lin Zhizhi felt that he had a long dream.
In that dream, he could not move for some reason, only some instinctive consciousness remained.
He seemed to be lying on someone, and then he did something strange - but he didn't resist, because that person's hand was cold, and he was hot and comfortable to touch, and he wanted the other person to touch more places.
Then the man continued for a long time, and then an energy flow came into his body. With this aura coming into his body, Lin Zhizhi could feel that his body temperature was falling. At the right temperature, a pair of gentle hands were combing the injured spirit for him.
He fell asleep again. After a long time, he finally regained his consciousness, woke up from his sleep and opened his eyes.
The first thing Lin Zhizhi saw was a dark curtain with familiar embroidery, but it was not his bed. Lin Zhizhi stood up a little and looked out. There was a bowl of Medicine on a log table. The sunlight came in through the window and reflected the tiny particles in the air.
The young man with black hair tries to get up, and the quilt slips from his chest, revealing his white coat. Lin Zhizhi shakes his head, and his memory is still in the stage of being attacked by the demons. He thought he would have pain, but he didn't have any pain on his body, only his waist was a little sore.
This is Did anyone save him? Is it the master?
Lin Zhiyi didn't think much about it at first. First, he looked inside to see how his injury was. To his astonishment, his Yuanying, who had been nibbled off half of his body, was not only intact, but also moistened for a long time. It was like taking some rapid growth agent. Except for yuan Shen, all the wounds on his body healed without leaving any trace. Not only that, but what's more terrible is that he, Lin Zhizhi, went from the early stage to the late stage of Yuanying after a sleepless night??
This is generally in the novel is to cheat children's plot, OK?!! It's not the period of refining Qi. It's pitiful to need less aura. The talented and intelligent can break through after a sleep - this is the period of Yuan infant! Some of the great friars stayed in the early Yuan Dynasty until their death! Not to mention across the two realms at once!
Lin Zhiyi's face is forced. Jpg. He almost thinks that his memory is wrong. The meeting gift given to him by the demons is not a desperate struggle, but a perfect tonic pill.
#He suspects that his memory is fake ｛
; his brain is also fake ｛
just as he examines his memory, Xuanhua pushes the door in from the door. Seeing that he wakes up, he walks to the bedside, takes the bowl of medicine and puts it on the small table beside the ice bed. Then the man took his hand, and after feeling the coolness, he passed some aura to warm him.
Lin Zhizhi looked at his master's dusty face and remembered that he thought it was Chunmeng (...) Some of the pictures are difficult to bring Xuanhua into them - but Lin Zhizhi feels uncomfortable all over his body, and although the marks on his arms and neck are very light, they still exist. So the young man with black hair took back his fingers under the quilt and tightened them. His lips were still a little pale. He opened his lips and said, "master, did you save me before?"
Xuanhua picked up the medicine bowl, took a spoon to scoop the medicine juice mixed with the healing pill, and handed it to Lin Zhizhi: "well, I should go with you that day. The demons are so cunning. You don't have enough experience. You should be more careful."
Daozun's hand has always been holding the sword, but now he is holding the medicine bowl for him. He can't help but let Lin Zhizhi have some inexplicable tenderness. He opened his lips and held the medicine, but the next second he was so bitter that he almost spit it out -
in Xuanhua's close sight, Lin Zhizhi bravely defeated himself and forced the medicine to the base of his tongue.
Xuanhua looked at the young man in front of him who seldom complained. He felt a little strange. There was a sporadic smile in his purple eyes: "bitter?"
Lin Zhizhi nodded vigorously.
To tell the truth, this is beyond the scope of "suffering". He suspects that Xuanhua must have added bitterness to it secretly!
The man then lowers his head, in the strong strength does not lose the gentleness to lower his head to kiss Lin Zhizhi, pry. Open each other's lips. Tongue, suck together. Suck the bitter taste of the medicine in his mouth. After searching for a circle, Xuanhua just quit, affirming: "it's a little bitter, but only in this way can you remember."Lin Zhizhi
#He now thinks that this master is probably a fake ｛
｛ no, it must be a fake ｛
the fake master Xuanhua takes another spoonful of medicine juice and hands it to the other side. This time, Lin Zhizhi resolutely refused to give him another drink. He stood still for a while. Looking at the pale and sick beauty of the other party, he was not willing to force him any more. He put the medicine bowl aside and looked back at Lin Zhizhi: "do you feel ok now?"
Lin Zhizhi is using his aura to circulate in his body for a whole day. Yuanying, who is located in Dantian, is also fed by his master. He says, "there's no harm left. His skill has been improved in turn. It's just that my master, I Why did I change from the early stage to the late stage? It's master you... "
He hesitated to lengthen the tune, did not complete the words.
Xuanhua calmly took over the words: "I've been practicing with you."
Lin Zhizhi
I, and, you, double, repair, and so on.
#Master, don't say that in such an indifferent tone! #
- no wonder his accomplishments and injuries have improved so quickly. Judging from Xuanhua's strength, as the first person in the human world, it can only be regarded as a little effort to promote him to such a state. More benefits are reflected in Xuanhua's perception of the Tao, which needs time to accumulate.
Xuanhua continued to describe the scene at that time: "your injury is too serious. If you go to Tianchi to get the divine grass, it may be too late. It will have an impact on your cultivation. Only by cultivating with me can you get better quickly. I also asked you. You nodded and I said
Lin Zhizhi's face continued to panic
In his incomplete memory, he seemed to At that time Indeed Nodded
Xuanhua saw his thought from the young man's face in front of him: "don't you remember?"
Lin Zhizhi nodded his head. After struggling for a long time, he finally nodded his head slightly.
Men don't look like "disappointed" or "sad". They seem to have known it for a long time. They don't ask questions and choose to avoid this topic. Xuanhua stretched out his hand to explore the temperature in front of each other's forehead, and said faintly: "you'd better cultivate for another two days. Yuanshen's injury needs to be recuperated."
Lin Zhizhi responded cleverly.
Xuanhua stood up, took up the medicine bowl, and was about to walk out.
Lin Zhizhi somehow saw his master's back, and suddenly thought of the memory picture that had flashed back in his mind before that - the protagonist in it could not see his face clearly, but it made him feel very much like Xuanhua.
This feeling became more intense after he entered the late Yuan Dynasty, as if if if he could go further and step into the transformation of God, he might be able to see what the man in his memory looked like.
This idea flashed away, and Lin Zhi subconsciously reached out to hold the master's clothes, and didn't want to let him go far.
He used very little strength. Xuanhua could shake off his hand just a little bit - but Lord daozun stopped at the moment of contact and looked back at the dark haired boy on the bed.
Lin Zhizhi's black hair falls down on his shoulders, and his pale complexion is set off. The contrast looks strong, and there is a kind of pitiful infirmity.
Xuanhua didn't make a sound. He asked Lin Zhizhi with his eyes. The young man with black hair looked at him with the same confused look. He was wet and black, and he immediately surrendered.
He went back to the bed, covered the bed for each other, watched him lie down and covered Lin Zhizhi's eyelids with his hands. Wen said, "sleep, I'm here."
Lin Zhizhi also feels a little tired. After all, the wound above Yuanshen still needs to recuperate. He blinked, wiped away the moisture in his eyes, and then obediently closed his eyes.
His eyelashes were drawn on Xuanhua's palm, which made the man withdraw his hand.
Master daozun looked down at his palm, then put his eyes back on Lin Zhizhi on the bed, and quietly leaned aside to accompany him to sleep.
……
After that, Lin Zhizhi stayed in Xuanhua cave for several days.
The fact that he was attacked by a traitor has been known by Tianlu immortal. After hearing that he has recovered, he specially brought many precious elixirs to visit him. Although he was stopped by Xuanhua at the beginning, because Tianlu immortal came with several elder disciples from Yuntian continent, Xuanhua also gave him the face to take people in and out of his cave.
On the day they came, Lin Zhiyi, dressed in white, sat at the table, holding a scroll of Taoist Scriptures left by Xuanhua.
Tianlu real person arrived and asked him: "Zhizhi, are you ok? If something really happened, I would be the sinner of Jianzong - "
Lin Zhizhi waved his hand and said," I have nothing to do. Instead, my skill has been improved. The master doesn't need to blame himself. "
Immortal Tianlu said, "how can I not blame myself! If not for Lord daozun, you will be broken into our own hands. Don't worry, elder Tai and I have started to investigate the internal thieves. They are more hateful than the demons. "When Lin Zhizhi heard this, he suddenly asked, "master, what's the situation outside now?"
The young master of the Lin family remembers that on the day when he went to fight against the demons, immortal lvming said that the evil spirit could not be contained. He also saw the pervading of the evil spirit on Xiangyun mountain. In addition, Xuanhua often went out these days, which made him more concerned with the outside world. Every time he asked the master, the master said that he would take good care of the wound first, which was very perfunctory.
After hearing Lin Zhizhi's words, Tianlu immortal and Changlu immortal from fengzong of Qing Dynasty looked at each other and said with a bitter smile, "even if we come to visit you, we have to wait for one or two to squeeze out a little time. Naturally, we can't say good."
Chang Lu added: "the demons have been preparing for this invasion for at least thousands of years. Their friars are cruel and cunning. On the other hand, we human friars are passive everywhere. Many small and medium-sized sects have no ability to resist and have been exterminated."
"Fortunately, there are the sea people. In the sea territory, even the demons can't invade the sea people." Immortal Tianlu said, "some places have to give up. There are channels of demons all over the world. There is no peaceful place. Fortunately, we can join hands in time. Now in this world, you have Xuanhua here. Canglun has to be afraid of three points when he comes here in person. I'm afraid it's the safest place. You don't have to worry. We still have the strength to last a few years, and it's good to be at ease. "
Lin Zhizhi just wanted to emphasize that he was ready to go to the battlefield to help Jianzong. He heard a voice behind him: "Tianlu is right. Zhizhi, you can rest for a few days."
Lin Zhizhi
He always feels that the master tends to raise him as a pig these days
For example, Xuanhua now holds a cup of Xianling liquid in his hand, puts it in front of Lin Zhizhi and watches him drink it.
Sometimes because the liquid is too bitter, Lin Zhizhi will argue that he has recovered from the injury and the nutrition overflows. Every time Xuanhua will insist on watching him finish drinking it, and then insist that the master will take the liquid by mouth.
"Ah!" At the moment of Xuanhua's appearance, a scream came from behind Changlu. It was Yan Lei.
Yan Lei stares at Xuanhua. What he sees in his eyes is the big devil in purple But what comes to mind is that he has always worshipped daozun more than his own master -
they are actually one person?!
Lord daozun is the devil, the devil is Lord daozun?!
Chang Lu covered his apprentice's mouth with his hand. He sighed with shame: "please don't care, my Lord. I have little knowledge."
The elder of Yuntian had already met Xuanhua when he made an alliance with Luoxian Jianzong. He also knew that the devil who moved Yuntian was him (...).
After all the friars knew Xuanhua's true face, they gave up revenge completely I don't think so. Only a few people asked Xuanhua why he wanted to snatch herbal classics out of curiosity. In the face of alliance, Xuanhua reluctantly gave a reply: "Apprentice needs it."
On the spot, Changlu Zhenren was moved by the moving friendship between master and apprentice, and reflected on himself. Every time Yan Lei pestered him for more Dan recipe secret scripts, he was always stingy. If you look at other people's daozun master and apprentice, you can get them back to him as long as they want them.
Every time Yan Lei is injured, Chang Lu always throws a bottle of medicine to him. If you look at daozun, who is so close to you every day and night, and treats you gently, I'm afraid it's just like this to your future daughter-in-law, right?
Immortal Changlu still remembers the appearance of Lord daozun when he learned that something had happened to Lin Zhizhi. The evil spirit that burst out at that moment was not even comparable to canglun.
Almost immediately, he planned his position in his heart. With Xuanhua's attention to Lin Zhizhi, he was afraid that no one could offend him.
Xuanhua naturally doesn't care about Yan Lei. He just watches Lin Zhizhi finish his Xianling liquid and disturbs his long hair like a reward. His eyes, which have never been emotional, soften like a pair of the most beautiful purple gems.
I don't know why. I always feel that I've been sprinkled with dog food. Well, is it an illusion?
Yan Lei didn't know why. Looking at him, he always felt that he was envied by other people's teachers - well, it must not be an illusion!
In this way, Lin Zhizhi unconsciously showed his love in front of his elders and old acquaintances, and brought himself into the ditch. He stayed in Xuanhua cave for half a month, until all the decisions made by Xuanhua himself were integrated into his heart, and he could really give full play to Yuan Ying's later strength.
During the healing period of Lin Zhizhi, the progress of the war between man and devil is also growing step by step. Countless blood is flowing in all directions of the human world, and the war is becoming more and more fierce.
Lin Zhizhi, under the command of Tianlu immortal, and together with Fengqin and others, fought against the demons in person.
The young master of the Lin family thought that this was a protracted war, which could last for several decades or hundreds of years, but a sudden letter interrupted him.
It was a challenge letter.
From canglun.
The Lord mozun, who is already tens of thousands of years old, does not invite daozun of the same realm, but challenges a 20-year-old young man, Lin Zhizhi.——I'm afraid it's the most important thing in the world.
What Lin Zhizhi didn't know was that Fengqin, Jiashu, Suyu and Xuanhua all received such letters, which came from the same signature, but their letters were not challenges, but invitation letters.
Canglun invited them to watch the competition between himself and Lin Zhizhi.
Xuanhua's tone is very light, but also very clear. But Lin Zhizhi didn't hear anything clearly in his trance. He only felt that it could relieve his headache. He felt more comfortable and nodded his head vaguely. Next, Lin Zhizhi fell into a period of spring. In a dream. Xuanhua's steady hands trembled, and carefully untied the boy's clothes. The man first gently pecked on each other's lips, and then went deeper after seeing that there was no sign of disgust. Lin Zhizhi encircles his neck, obediently opens his mouth and lets the other party plunder. This is the first time that Xuanhua didn't touch him under the influence of Lin Zhizhi's constitution, so it is more real. In the dream of people, lost the rational constraints, often the most honest. Just like Lin Zhizhi at this time, he has a warm response to every action. Lin Zhizhi felt that he had a long dream. In that dream, he could not move for some reason, only some instinctive consciousness remained. He seemed to be lying on someone, and then he did something strange - but he didn't resist, because that person's hand was cold, and he was hot and comfortable to touch, and he wanted the other person to touch more places. Then the man continued for a long time, and then an energy flow came into his body. With this aura coming into his body, Lin Zhizhi could feel that his body temperature was falling. At the right temperature, a pair of gentle hands were combing the injured spirit for him. He fell asleep again. After a long time, he finally regained his consciousness, woke up from his sleep and opened his eyes. The first thing Lin Zhizhi saw was a dark curtain with familiar embroidery, but it was not his bed. Lin Zhizhi stood up a little and looked out. There was a bowl of Medicine on a log table. The sunlight came in through the window and reflected the tiny particles in the air. The young man with black hair tries to get up, and the quilt slips from his chest, revealing his white coat. Lin Zhizhi shakes his head, and his memory is still in the stage of being attacked by the demons. He thought he would have pain, but he didn't have any pain on his body, only his waist was a little sore. This is Did anyone save him? Is it the master? Lin Zhiyi didn't think much about it at first. First, he looked inside to see how his injury was. To his astonishment, his Yuanying, who had been nibbled off half of his body, was not only intact, but also moistened for a long time. It was like taking some rapid growth agent. Except for yuan Shen, all the wounds on his body healed without leaving any trace. Not only that, but what's more terrible is that he, Lin Zhizhi, went from the early stage to the late stage of Yuanying after a sleepless night?? This is generally in the novel is to cheat children's plot, OK?!! It's not the period of refining Qi. It's pitiful to need less aura. The talented and intelligent can break through after a sleep - this is the period of Yuan infant! Some of the great friars stayed in the early Yuan Dynasty until their death! Not to mention across the two realms at once! Lin Zhiyi's face is forced. Jpg. He almost thinks that his memory is wrong. The meeting gift given to him by the demons is not a desperate struggle, but a perfect tonic pill. #He suspects that his memory is fake ; his brain is also fake just as he examines his memory, Xuanhua pushes the door in from the door. Seeing that he wakes up, he walks to the bedside, takes the bowl of medicine and puts it on the small table beside the ice bed. Then the man took his hand, and after feeling the coolness, he passed some aura to warm him. Lin Zhizhi looked at his master's dusty face and remembered that he thought it was Chunmeng ... Some of the pictures are difficult to bring Xuanhua into them - but Lin Zhizhi feels uncomfortable all over his body, and although the marks on his arms and neck are very light, they still exist. So the young man with black hair took back his fingers under the quilt and tightened them. His lips were still a little pale. He opened his lips and said, "master, did you save me before?" Xuanhua picked up the medicine bowl, took a spoon to scoop the medicine juice mixed with the healing pill, and handed it to Lin Zhizhi: "well, I should go with you that day. The demons are so cunning. You don't have enough experience. You should be more careful." Daozun's hand has always been holding the sword, but now he is holding the medicine bowl for him. He can't help but let Lin Zhizhi have some inexplicable tenderness. He opened his lips and held the medicine, but the next second he was so bitter that he almost spit it out - in Xuanhua's close sight, Lin Zhizhi bravely defeated himself and forced the medicine to the base of his tongue. Xuanhua looked at the young man in front of him who seldom complained. He felt a little strange. There was a sporadic smile in his purple eyes: "bitter?" Lin Zhizhi nodded vigorously. To tell the truth, this is beyond the scope of "suffering". He suspects that Xuanhua must have added bitterness to it secretly! The man then lowers his head, in the strong strength does not lose the gentleness to lower his head to kiss Lin Zhizhi, pry. Open each other's lips. Tongue, suck together. Suck the bitter taste of the medicine in his mouth. After searching for a circle, Xuanhua just quit, affirming: "it's a little bitter, but only in this way can you remember."Lin Zhizhi #He now thinks that this master is probably a fake no, it must be a fake the fake master Xuanhua takes another spoonful of medicine juice and hands it to the other side. This time, Lin Zhizhi resolutely refused to give him another drink. He stood still for a while. Looking at the pale and sick beauty of the other party, he was not willing to force him any more. He put the medicine bowl aside and looked back at Lin Zhizhi: "do you feel ok now?" Lin Zhizhi is using his aura to circulate in his body for a whole day. Yuanying, who is located in Dantian, is also fed by his master. He says, "there's no harm left. His skill has been improved in turn. It's just that my master, I Why did I change from the early stage to the late stage? It's master you... " He hesitated to lengthen the tune, did not complete the words. Xuanhua calmly took over the words: "I've been practicing with you." Lin Zhizhi I, and, you, double, repair, and so on. #Master, don't say that in such an indifferent tone! #- no wonder his accomplishments and injuries have improved so quickly. Judging from Xuanhua's strength, as the first person in the human world, it can only be regarded as a little effort to promote him to such a state. More benefits are reflected in Xuanhua's perception of the Tao, which needs time to accumulate. Xuanhua continued to describe the scene at that time: "your injury is too serious. If you go to Tianchi to get the divine grass, it may be too late. It will have an impact on your cultivation. Only by cultivating with me can you get better quickly. I also asked you. You nodded and I said Lin Zhizhi's face continued to panic In his incomplete memory, he seemed to At that time Indeed Nodded Xuanhua saw his thought from the young man's face in front of him: "don't you remember?" Lin Zhizhi nodded his head. After struggling for a long time, he finally nodded his head slightly. Men don't look like "disappointed" or "sad". They seem to have known it for a long time. They don't ask questions and choose to avoid this topic. Xuanhua stretched out his hand to explore the temperature in front of each other's forehead, and said faintly: "you'd better cultivate for another two days. Yuanshen's injury needs to be recuperated." Lin Zhizhi responded cleverly. Xuanhua stood up, took up the medicine bowl, and was about to walk out. Lin Zhizhi somehow saw his master's back, and suddenly thought of the memory picture that had flashed back in his mind before that - the protagonist in it could not see his face clearly, but it made him feel very much like Xuanhua. This feeling became more intense after he entered the late Yuan Dynasty, as if if if he could go further and step into the transformation of God, he might be able to see what the man in his memory looked like. This idea flashed away, and Lin Zhi subconsciously reached out to hold the master's clothes, and didn't want to let him go far. He used very little strength. Xuanhua could shake off his hand just a little bit - but Lord daozun stopped at the moment of contact and looked back at the dark haired boy on the bed. Lin Zhizhi's black hair falls down on his shoulders, and his pale complexion is set off. The contrast looks strong, and there is a kind of pitiful infirmity. Xuanhua didn't make a sound. He asked Lin Zhizhi with his eyes. The young man with black hair looked at him with the same confused look. He was wet and black, and he immediately surrendered. He went back to the bed, covered the bed for each other, watched him lie down and covered Lin Zhizhi's eyelids with his hands. Wen said, "sleep, I'm here." Lin Zhizhi also feels a little tired. After all, the wound above Yuanshen still needs to recuperate. He blinked, wiped away the moisture in his eyes, and then obediently closed his eyes. His eyelashes were drawn on Xuanhua's palm, which made the man withdraw his hand. Master daozun looked down at his palm, then put his eyes back on Lin Zhizhi on the bed, and quietly leaned aside to accompany him to sleep. After that, Lin Zhizhi stayed in Xuanhua cave for several days. The fact that he was attacked by a traitor has been known by Tianlu immortal. After hearing that he has recovered, he specially brought many precious elixirs to visit him. Although he was stopped by Xuanhua at the beginning, because Tianlu immortal came with several elder disciples from Yuntian continent, Xuanhua also gave him the face to take people in and out of his cave. On the day they came, Lin Zhiyi, dressed in white, sat at the table, holding a scroll of Taoist Scriptures left by Xuanhua. Tianlu real person arrived and asked him: "Zhizhi, are you ok? If something really happened, I would be the sinner of Jianzong - "Lin Zhizhi waved his hand and said," I have nothing to do. Instead, my skill has been improved. The master doesn't need to blame himself. " Immortal Tianlu said, "how can I not blame myself! If not for Lord daozun, you will be broken into our own hands. Don't worry, elder Tai and I have started to investigate the internal thieves. They are more hateful than the demons. "When Lin Zhizhi heard this, he suddenly asked, "master, what's the situation outside now?" The young master of the Lin family remembers that on the day when he went to fight against the demons, immortal lvming said that the evil spirit could not be contained. He also saw the pervading of the evil spirit on Xiangyun mountain. In addition, Xuanhua often went out these days, which made him more concerned with the outside world. Every time he asked the master, the master said that he would take good care of the wound first, which was very perfunctory. After hearing Lin Zhizhi's words, Tianlu immortal and Changlu immortal from fengzong of Qing Dynasty looked at each other and said with a bitter smile, "even if we come to visit you, we have to wait for one or two to squeeze out a little time. Naturally, we can't say good." Chang Lu added: "the demons have been preparing for this invasion for at least thousands of years. Their friars are cruel and cunning. On the other hand, we human friars are passive everywhere. Many small and medium-sized sects have no ability to resist and have been exterminated." "Fortunately, there are the sea people. In the sea territory, even the demons can't invade the sea people." Immortal Tianlu said, "some places have to give up. There are channels of demons all over the world. There is no peaceful place. Fortunately, we can join hands in time. Now in this world, you have Xuanhua here. Canglun has to be afraid of three points when he comes here in person. I'm afraid it's the safest place. You don't have to worry. We still have the strength to last a few years, and it's good to be at ease. " Lin Zhizhi just wanted to emphasize that he was ready to go to the battlefield to help Jianzong. He heard a voice behind him: "Tianlu is right. Zhizhi, you can rest for a few days." Lin Zhizhi He always feels that the master tends to raise him as a pig these days For example, Xuanhua now holds a cup of Xianling liquid in his hand, puts it in front of Lin Zhizhi and watches him drink it. Sometimes because the liquid is too bitter, Lin Zhizhi will argue that he has recovered from the injury and the nutrition overflows. Every time Xuanhua will insist on watching him finish drinking it, and then insist that the master will take the liquid by mouth. "Ah!" At the moment of Xuanhua's appearance, a scream came from behind Changlu. It was Yan Lei. Yan Lei stares at Xuanhua. What he sees in his eyes is the big devil in purple But what comes to mind is that he has always worshipped daozun more than his own master - they are actually one person?! Lord daozun is the devil, the devil is Lord daozun?! Chang Lu covered his apprentice's mouth with his hand. He sighed with shame: "please don't care, my Lord. I have little knowledge." The elder of Yuntian had already met Xuanhua when he made an alliance with Luoxian Jianzong. He also knew that the devil who moved Yuntian was him .... After all the friars knew Xuanhua's true face, they gave up revenge completely I don't think so. Only a few people asked Xuanhua why he wanted to snatch herbal classics out of curiosity. In the face of alliance, Xuanhua reluctantly gave a reply: "Apprentice needs it." On the spot, Changlu Zhenren was moved by the moving friendship between master and apprentice, and reflected on himself. Every time Yan Lei pestered him for more Dan recipe secret scripts, he was always stingy. If you look at other people's daozun master and apprentice, you can get them back to him as long as they want them. Every time Yan Lei is injured, Chang Lu always throws a bottle of medicine to him. If you look at daozun, who is so close to you every day and night, and treats you gently, I'm afraid it's just like this to your future daughter-in-law, right? Immortal Changlu still remembers the appearance of Lord daozun when he learned that something had happened to Lin Zhizhi. The evil spirit that burst out at that moment was not even comparable to canglun. Almost immediately, he planned his position in his heart. With Xuanhua's attention to Lin Zhizhi, he was afraid that no one could offend him. Xuanhua naturally doesn't care about Yan Lei. He just watches Lin Zhizhi finish his Xianling liquid and disturbs his long hair like a reward. His eyes, which have never been emotional, soften like a pair of the most beautiful purple gems. I don't know why. I always feel that I've been sprinkled with dog food. Well, is it an illusion? Yan Lei didn't know why. Looking at him, he always felt that he was envied by other people's teachers - well, it must not be an illusion! In this way, Lin Zhizhi unconsciously showed his love in front of his elders and old acquaintances, and brought himself into the ditch. He stayed in Xuanhua cave for half a month, until all the decisions made by Xuanhua himself were integrated into his heart, and he could really give full play to Yuan Ying's later strength. During the healing period of Lin Zhizhi, the progress of the war between man and devil is also growing step by step. Countless blood is flowing in all directions of the human world, and the war is becoming more and more fierce. Lin Zhizhi, under the command of Tianlu immortal, and together with Fengqin and others, fought against the demons in person. The young master of the Lin family thought that this was a protracted war, which could last for several decades or hundreds of years, but a sudden letter interrupted him. It was a challenge letter. From canglun. The Lord mozun, who is already tens of thousands of years old, does not invite daozun of the same realm, but challenges a 20-year-old young man, Lin Zhizhi.I'm afraid it's the most important thing in the world. What Lin Zhizhi didn't know was that Fengqin, Jiashu, Suyu and Xuanhua all received such letters, which came from the same signature, but their letters were not challenges, but invitation letters. Canglun invited them to watch the competition between himself and Lin Zhizhi.
