Chapter 71
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The weather was clear and clear.
The sun fell on the earth and gently swept every inch of the mountain. Bilingcao follows the breeze and swings lightly. The green vines playfully stretch out a wisp and stay at the entrance of the cave, which is full of aura.
Obviously, the owner of this cave didn't care much about the external environment, and allowed the spirit grass to grow freely, maintaining the appearance he had just moved in.
Not far from the entrance of the cave, a young man with delicate black hair stood there. He had already made great efforts. This cave is the residence of Yaxuan. I don't know why. In short, he didn't choose to live in the inner mountain where the law enforcement elder was. Instead, he chose to live alone near the place outside the sect, where the aura was relatively thin.
The man standing at the mouth of the cave is Lin Zhizhi.
After chatting with Qinghuo several times in succession, the old man highly appreciated the Lin family young master's talent of refining medicine. He dragged him into the Dan room for several times. After the third success, Qinghuo finally decided to take him back to qingfengzong. Before he left, Lin Zhizhi thought that he still wanted to find Yaxuan for once. It is not only unreasonable to leave without saying goodbye, but also easy to arouse the further increase of blackening value (...).
However, when Lin Zhizhi inquires about Yaxuan's residence and arrives at the door, he gets stuck in the greeting posture. This kind of thing that he knows each other's attitude secretly from the degree of liking almost wakes up his first recollection of Jiyou youth. But Yaxuan is better than Su Yu, so Lin Zhizhi can also take the initiative to say goodbye with a sense of responsibility Emotion.
After struggling for a long time, Lin Zhizhi selected the most stable words of greeting among monks - "Zai Ma" to pass through the sound transmission Rune at the entrance of the cave.
There was no response.
The young man with black hair picked his eyebrows in surprise, and suddenly felt that his previous entanglement was very white. Just as he wanted to turn around and leave, a familiar voice said, "come here, what are you going to do?"
The voice line is low and gorgeous, but also with a bit of standing high in the high position all the year round. It will never be the voice that Yaxuan should have.
Lin Zhi's face suddenly changed. He didn't care about the etiquette and rushed directly into the cave.
There is almost no other decoration in the cave, which is as simple as the small wooden house at the foot of the mountain. The man in the red robe is standing upright, holding a sword and looking down carefully. Hearing the news, the man raised his head and gave Lin Zhizhi a lazy smile.
Lin Zhizhi's voice was a little eager to see beauty in front of him. "What are you doing here? What about Yaxuan
Cang Lun threw the sword aside, spread his hands and looked innocent: "I'll come here to have a look. I'm very curious about the people around you. What are you doing here? "
"Where's Yaxuan?"
It's not surprising that Lin Zhizhi is so worried. Lord mozun has a dark history of "once threatened him with Yaxuan's life".
On the contrary, canglun was very calm. The man approached him in his spare time and wanted to pull him to sit down. Lin Zhizhi didn't get annoyed when he dodged him, so he turned off the topic on the spot: "you refused him, still care about him?"
"What have you done to him?" Lin Zhizhi is not disturbed by him.
Cang Lun looked at him closely. The pupil of the young man was pure black, not contaminated with any impurities. After watching for a long time, people could not help but want to indulge in it.
This kind of color is very familiar to the devil. It is the color he accompanies all the year round. But Lin Zhizhi's eye color is different, it is more like a sign of extreme things will turn. Clearly is the most pure black, but not accompanied by bloody crazy.
The man bowed his head slowly, bent down as if bewitched, and wanted to kiss his eyes - but at the moment when he was about to touch them, he covered each other's eyes with his hand.
Different from the human race with relatively perfect order, the monks are always on the verge of chaos and struggle. For them, the safest way to indulge in this kind of thing is to destroy it at the first time. Only in this way can we ensure absolute calm and survival in the chaotic struggle of the demons.
Whether it's in the human world or the real demon world.
Canglun must be the best one to sit on the throne of the devil.
But - but no matter what the law, it should not be applied to this person.
Cang Lun took away his smile and answered Lin Zhizhi's question in a deliberate and gentle voice before releasing his hand: "I won't do anything to him. Our relationship is far closer than you can imagine."
Lin Zhizhi
There are too many grooves. I don't know where to start.
Once the Demon Lord is gentle, it is far more terrible than his cold appearance. The man relaxed his shackles and watched Lin Zhizhi avoid him as if he had met a flood of beasts. He said with a smile, "I haven't found you yet. You've found me first. Do you think it's a kind of soul?"
“……”
"I want to accompany you more, but I have other things to do. You are welcome to come to me next time. " Cang Lun took a look at the sky and walked out politely. He takes biyunmen as his own territory, and comes and goes whenever he wants, regardless of being discovered by the Terrans here.This man's cultivation is too high, what he wants to do is beyond Lin Zhizhi's awareness. After he left, Lin Zhizhi stayed in the cave for a while. He wanted to wait for Yaxuan to return. By the way, he thought about the meaning of canglun's words.
Although Cang Lun's temper is unpredictable, he doesn't make it up. What does "intimacy" mean?
The young master of the Lin family didn't think in a strange way. Although he is careful and has a big brain hole, Yaxuan has always been the boy who "dares to save a stranger on the mountain even when he is in the most down-to-earth situation".
The first impression is the hardest to erase.
Lin Zhizhi doesn't believe that Yaxuan will take the initiative to get involved with people like canglun - so in his final conclusion, canglun has his own divine logic. Maybe in the world of Lord mozun, following each other is "intimate". Maybe Cang Lun will say one day, according to their interaction It should have been married for a long time.
On this day, when night falls, Lin Zhizhi can't get Yaxuan back. He has to go back to his room and leave a message about "be careful recently" to Yaxuan.
However, there has been no response.
Until Yan Lei's head has been painted as "index 85, attitude is trust" in the past few days, to greet Lin Zhizhi: "master is saying goodbye to the leader of Qingyun sect. He asked me to come to you. When we finish the Yuanyang cake in the market together, we can go back to the clan with master!" Lin Zhizhi didn't see ya Xuan again. According to other people in Biyun gate, Yaxuan has been practicing in seclusion in the Dao road these days, but he hasn't been out of the gate yet.
The young master of the Lin family puts down his heart and eats the Yuanyang cake bought by Yan Lei to honor him. He and Qinghuo prepare to return to qingfengzong together.
Qinghuo's mount is a huge Bluebird with a green crown and soft feathers. Qingniao is said to be a distant relative of Phoenix in Honghuang period. There is a trace of Phoenix blood in its body. It is a rare flying spirit beast.
When sitting on it, Lin Zhizhi thought of the more noble little Phoenix. This may be one of the reasons why he promised to help fengzong and Yan Lei of Qing Dynasty. Both of them have Fengqin in one name, and the other is very similar to him.
When all the people came up, the bluebird gave a low song, spread its wings smoothly, and threw the land high under its feet.
The green bird flies steadily, allowing the wind and air to blow past, passing through the wild land, mountains and rivers.
Lin Zhizhi sat quietly on one side, but it was Yan Lei. He peeped down, pointed to a passing mountain and laughed at its ugliness I just can't calm down.
The green fire real person is agitated by him and can't be pure. He yells angrily: "sit down! Look at nephew Lin Xian. How can people have more temperament than you? "
Yan Lei retorts unconvinced: "he is a pharmacist. He needs a quiet heart to make medicine. The way he and I choose is different."
The old man did not maintain his image. He rolled his eyes at his apprentice and looked back at the quiet side face of the young man with black hair: "it makes you laugh again."
Lin Zhizhi waved his hand: "no, it's lovely."
"No, they're all so big. They're not stable at all. Unlike you, you are not only qualified, but also willing to work hard, and your temperament is still so stable, "sighed Qinghuo. He was envious of Lin Zhizhi's master, who was made up. Looking back at his apprentice, he simply hated that iron could not be made into steel." I took this apprentice and asked him to learn how to make medicine. He had to learn what Kendo with others! Now, not only is there no success in refining medicine, I can't inherit my family business, and I'm not very proficient in kendo. "
This attracted Lin Zhizhi's interest. The young man with black hair pressed his sleeve which was blown open by the wind, and put his fingers on the white clothes, which was cleaner than the pure white: "is Yan Lei a sword repairman?"
Lin Zhizhi recalls the first time he met in the lingyao Pavilion. Yan Lei seemed to be carrying a sword. At that time, Yan Lei and his younger martial Sister Li Ying looked a little cold, unlike now, when he was a lively teenager in front of familiar people.
"Yes." Qinghuo nodded, "I don't know which tendon is wrong, so I like to repair the sword."
"Kendo is good." Lin knows that Kendo is the highest way
This sentence made real Qingfeng wave his hand feebly: "nephew Lin, you don't have to speak for him. Although Kendo is good, refining medicine is the right way. He was born in fengzong of Qing Dynasty, and he is also a disciple of mine. But he doesn't choose the way of Dan. It's a tyranny. "
When it comes to this topic, the old man has been complaining for a long time. He scolds Yan Lei mercilessly. It's fun to look at his pale face.
After waiting for him to stop, Yan Lei pulls Lin Zhizhi to the tail of Bluebird and stabs him with his little finger. Lin Zhizhi intercepts him halfway: "how far has your sword been repaired?"
Yan Lei was stunned, and then his lips drooped: "why do you suddenly ask this? Do you want to teach me - no, brother, brother, I beg you. I've heard these words since I was a child. "
After appreciating his expression, Lin Zhizhi said slowly, "no, I'm also interested in kendo."
"You want to learn sword too?" Yan Lei exclaimed in surprise, but immediately, he secretly took a look at the old man from the corner of his eye and found that he was still keeping his eyes closed. Then he lowered his voice and said to Lin Zhizhi, "seriously, don't worry. Lin Zhizhi, it's a pity for you to practice swordLin Zhizhi said something about his reaction.
He didn't have the heart to tell Yan Lei that he was really a sword mender, such as a fake one. It was only because of an accident that he came to Yuntian and temporarily changed his study of medicine refining.
#Sword is always his favorite weapon, Kendo is always his way, daozunda is always his idol (...) #
looking at Lin Zhizhi's reaction, Yan Lei almost stares out of his eyes - he has been in the process of fright since he met this man. First, in the competition, Zhou Qi, a famous master, showed great talent for refining medicine. Later on, this man had the skill of alchemy, but he secretly wanted to learn sword. Is there anything more irritating?!
Yan Lei can understand why when he decided to learn sword, his master and his parents were so angry that they wanted to force him to change his face on the spot. Because he is in such a mood now: "no, if I really take you to Jianxiu, your master will not strangle me personally? Don't learn sword. Don't ask me. I won't tell you! "
Lin Zhizhi patted his big face away and said in a cold voice: -- If you don't say it, don't say it. Get out of the way. You're so ugly to me. "
Yan Lei You are retaliating
"I didn't."
"You have!"
“……”
Sitting near the bird's head, Qinghuo stretched out a hand to touch the feather of his pet. Listening to the words that the two people at the tail were blown away by the wind, his eyes showed a tiny smile. It was always so interesting and noisy for young people of the same age to communicate with each other.
He is not rigid. To some extent, he supports Yan Lei's association with Lin Zhizhi.
With Lin Zhizhi's talent, as long as he doesn't fall in the middle, he will become a great master in the future. Yan Lei and his friendship will only benefit the future.
Unfortunately, he thinks so because he has witnessed Lin Zhizhi's talent. Other people in fengzong of Qing Dynasty just told a story that "the genius cultivated by unknown sanxiu made an 80% fusion Anshen pill and defeated Zhou Qi". It's easy to think whether it's a coincidence like "luck burst" or "Zhou Qi is old".
Therefore, when Lin Zhizhi set foot in fengzong of Qing Dynasty, a group of elders with their own interests had been waiting for him for a long time.
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The weather was clear and clear.
The sun fell on the earth and gently swept every inch of the mountain. Bilingcao follows the breeze and swings lightly. The green vines playfully stretch out a wisp and stay at the entrance of the cave, which is full of aura.
Obviously, the owner of this cave didn't care much about the external environment, and allowed the spirit grass to grow freely, maintaining the appearance he had just moved in.
Not far from the entrance of the cave, a young man with delicate black hair stood there. He had already made great efforts. This cave is the residence of Yaxuan. I don't know why. In short, he didn't choose to live in the inner mountain where the law enforcement elder was. Instead, he chose to live alone near the place outside the sect, where the aura was relatively thin.
The man standing at the mouth of the cave is Lin Zhizhi.
After chatting with Qinghuo several times in succession, the old man highly appreciated the Lin family young master's talent of refining medicine. He dragged him into the Dan room for several times. After the third success, Qinghuo finally decided to take him back to qingfengzong. Before he left, Lin Zhizhi thought that he still wanted to find Yaxuan for once. It is not only unreasonable to leave without saying goodbye, but also easy to arouse the further increase of blackening value (...).
However, when Lin Zhizhi inquires about Yaxuan's residence and arrives at the door, he gets stuck in the greeting posture. This kind of thing that he knows each other's attitude secretly from the degree of liking almost wakes up his first recollection of Jiyou youth. But Yaxuan is better than Su Yu, so Lin Zhizhi can also take the initiative to say goodbye with a sense of responsibility Emotion.
After struggling for a long time, Lin Zhizhi selected the most stable words of greeting among monks - "Zai Ma" to pass through the sound transmission Rune at the entrance of the cave.
There was no response.
The young man with black hair picked his eyebrows in surprise, and suddenly felt that his previous entanglement was very white. Just as he wanted to turn around and leave, a familiar voice said, "come here, what are you going to do?"
The voice line is low and gorgeous, but also with a bit of standing high in the high position all the year round. It will never be the voice that Yaxuan should have.
Lin Zhi's face suddenly changed. He didn't care about the etiquette and rushed directly into the cave.
There is almost no other decoration in the cave, which is as simple as the small wooden house at the foot of the mountain. The man in the red robe is standing upright, holding a sword and looking down carefully. Hearing the news, the man raised his head and gave Lin Zhizhi a lazy smile.
Lin Zhizhi's voice was a little eager to see beauty in front of him. "What are you doing here? What about Yaxuan
Cang Lun threw the sword aside, spread his hands and looked innocent: "I'll come here to have a look. I'm very curious about the people around you. What are you doing here? "
"Where's Yaxuan?"
It's not surprising that Lin Zhizhi is so worried. Lord mozun has a dark history of "once threatened him with Yaxuan's life".
On the contrary, canglun was very calm. The man approached him in his spare time and wanted to pull him to sit down. Lin Zhizhi didn't get annoyed when he dodged him, so he turned off the topic on the spot: "you refused him, still care about him?"
"What have you done to him?" Lin Zhizhi is not disturbed by him.
Cang Lun looked at him closely. The pupil of the young man was pure black, not contaminated with any impurities. After watching for a long time, people could not help but want to indulge in it.
This kind of color is very familiar to the devil. It is the color he accompanies all the year round. But Lin Zhizhi's eye color is different, it is more like a sign of extreme things will turn. Clearly is the most pure black, but not accompanied by bloody crazy.
The man bowed his head slowly, bent down as if bewitched, and wanted to kiss his eyes - but at the moment when he was about to touch them, he covered each other's eyes with his hand.
Different from the human race with relatively perfect order, the monks are always on the verge of chaos and struggle. For them, the safest way to indulge in this kind of thing is to destroy it at the first time. Only in this way can we ensure absolute calm and survival in the chaotic struggle of the demons.
Whether it's in the human world or the real demon world.
Canglun must be the best one to sit on the throne of the devil.
But - but no matter what the law, it should not be applied to this person.
Cang Lun took away his smile and answered Lin Zhizhi's question in a deliberate and gentle voice before releasing his hand: "I won't do anything to him. Our relationship is far closer than you can imagine."
Lin Zhizhi
There are too many grooves. I don't know where to start.
Once the Demon Lord is gentle, it is far more terrible than his cold appearance. The man relaxed his shackles and watched Lin Zhizhi avoid him as if he had met a flood of beasts. He said with a smile, "I haven't found you yet. You've found me first. Do you think it's a kind of soul?"
“……”
"I want to accompany you more, but I have other things to do. You are welcome to come to me next time. " Cang Lun took a look at the sky and walked out politely. He takes biyunmen as his own territory, and comes and goes whenever he wants, regardless of being discovered by the Terrans here.This man's cultivation is too high, what he wants to do is beyond Lin Zhizhi's awareness. After he left, Lin Zhizhi stayed in the cave for a while. He wanted to wait for Yaxuan to return. By the way, he thought about the meaning of canglun's words.
Although Cang Lun's temper is unpredictable, he doesn't make it up. What does "intimacy" mean?
The young master of the Lin family didn't think in a strange way. Although he is careful and has a big brain hole, Yaxuan has always been the boy who "dares to save a stranger on the mountain even when he is in the most down-to-earth situation".
The first impression is the hardest to erase.
Lin Zhizhi doesn't believe that Yaxuan will take the initiative to get involved with people like canglun - so in his final conclusion, canglun has his own divine logic. Maybe in the world of Lord mozun, following each other is "intimate". Maybe Cang Lun will say one day, according to their interaction It should have been married for a long time.
On this day, when night falls, Lin Zhizhi can't get Yaxuan back. He has to go back to his room and leave a message about "be careful recently" to Yaxuan.
However, there has been no response.
Until Yan Lei's head has been painted as "index 85, attitude is trust" in the past few days, to greet Lin Zhizhi: "master is saying goodbye to the leader of Qingyun sect. He asked me to come to you. When we finish the Yuanyang cake in the market together, we can go back to the clan with master!" Lin Zhizhi didn't see ya Xuan again. According to other people in Biyun gate, Yaxuan has been practicing in seclusion in the Dao road these days, but he hasn't been out of the gate yet.
The young master of the Lin family puts down his heart and eats the Yuanyang cake bought by Yan Lei to honor him. He and Qinghuo prepare to return to qingfengzong together.
Qinghuo's mount is a huge Bluebird with a green crown and soft feathers. Qingniao is said to be a distant relative of Phoenix in Honghuang period. There is a trace of Phoenix blood in its body. It is a rare flying spirit beast.
When sitting on it, Lin Zhizhi thought of the more noble little Phoenix. This may be one of the reasons why he promised to help fengzong and Yan Lei of Qing Dynasty. Both of them have Fengqin in one name, and the other is very similar to him.
When all the people came up, the bluebird gave a low song, spread its wings smoothly, and threw the land high under its feet.
The green bird flies steadily, allowing the wind and air to blow past, passing through the wild land, mountains and rivers.
Lin Zhizhi sat quietly on one side, but it was Yan Lei. He peeped down, pointed to a passing mountain and laughed at its ugliness I just can't calm down.
The green fire real person is agitated by him and can't be pure. He yells angrily: "sit down! Look at nephew Lin Xian. How can people have more temperament than you? "
Yan Lei retorts unconvinced: "he is a pharmacist. He needs a quiet heart to make medicine. The way he and I choose is different."
The old man did not maintain his image. He rolled his eyes at his apprentice and looked back at the quiet side face of the young man with black hair: "it makes you laugh again."
Lin Zhizhi waved his hand: "no, it's lovely."
"No, they're all so big. They're not stable at all. Unlike you, you are not only qualified, but also willing to work hard, and your temperament is still so stable, "sighed Qinghuo. He was envious of Lin Zhizhi's master, who was made up. Looking back at his apprentice, he simply hated that iron could not be made into steel." I took this apprentice and asked him to learn how to make medicine. He had to learn what Kendo with others! Now, not only is there no success in refining medicine, I can't inherit my family business, and I'm not very proficient in kendo. "
This attracted Lin Zhizhi's interest. The young man with black hair pressed his sleeve which was blown open by the wind, and put his fingers on the white clothes, which was cleaner than the pure white: "is Yan Lei a sword repairman?"
Lin Zhizhi recalls the first time he met in the lingyao Pavilion. Yan Lei seemed to be carrying a sword. At that time, Yan Lei and his younger martial Sister Li Ying looked a little cold, unlike now, when he was a lively teenager in front of familiar people.
"Yes." Qinghuo nodded, "I don't know which tendon is wrong, so I like to repair the sword."
"Kendo is good." Lin knows that Kendo is the highest way
This sentence made real Qingfeng wave his hand feebly: "nephew Lin, you don't have to speak for him. Although Kendo is good, refining medicine is the right way. He was born in fengzong of Qing Dynasty, and he is also a disciple of mine. But he doesn't choose the way of Dan. It's a tyranny. "
When it comes to this topic, the old man has been complaining for a long time. He scolds Yan Lei mercilessly. It's fun to look at his pale face.
After waiting for him to stop, Yan Lei pulls Lin Zhizhi to the tail of Bluebird and stabs him with his little finger. Lin Zhizhi intercepts him halfway: "how far has your sword been repaired?"
Yan Lei was stunned, and then his lips drooped: "why do you suddenly ask this? Do you want to teach me - no, brother, brother, I beg you. I've heard these words since I was a child. "
After appreciating his expression, Lin Zhizhi said slowly, "no, I'm also interested in kendo."
"You want to learn sword too?" Yan Lei exclaimed in surprise, but immediately, he secretly took a look at the old man from the corner of his eye and found that he was still keeping his eyes closed. Then he lowered his voice and said to Lin Zhizhi, "seriously, don't worry. Lin Zhizhi, it's a pity for you to practice swordLin Zhizhi said something about his reaction.
He didn't have the heart to tell Yan Lei that he was really a sword mender, such as a fake one. It was only because of an accident that he came to Yuntian and temporarily changed his study of medicine refining.
#Sword is always his favorite weapon, Kendo is always his way, daozunda is always his idol (...) #
looking at Lin Zhizhi's reaction, Yan Lei almost stares out of his eyes - he has been in the process of fright since he met this man. First, in the competition, Zhou Qi, a famous master, showed great talent for refining medicine. Later on, this man had the skill of alchemy, but he secretly wanted to learn sword. Is there anything more irritating?!
Yan Lei can understand why when he decided to learn sword, his master and his parents were so angry that they wanted to force him to change his face on the spot. Because he is in such a mood now: "no, if I really take you to Jianxiu, your master will not strangle me personally? Don't learn sword. Don't ask me. I won't tell you! "
Lin Zhizhi patted his big face away and said in a cold voice: -- If you don't say it, don't say it. Get out of the way. You're so ugly to me. "
Yan Lei You are retaliating
"I didn't."
"You have!"
“……”
Sitting near the bird's head, Qinghuo stretched out a hand to touch the feather of his pet. Listening to the words that the two people at the tail were blown away by the wind, his eyes showed a tiny smile. It was always so interesting and noisy for young people of the same age to communicate with each other.
He is not rigid. To some extent, he supports Yan Lei's association with Lin Zhizhi.
With Lin Zhizhi's talent, as long as he doesn't fall in the middle, he will become a great master in the future. Yan Lei and his friendship will only benefit the future.
Unfortunately, he thinks so because he has witnessed Lin Zhizhi's talent. Other people in fengzong of Qing Dynasty just told a story that "the genius cultivated by unknown sanxiu made an 80% fusion Anshen pill and defeated Zhou Qi". It's easy to think whether it's a coincidence like "luck burst" or "Zhou Qi is old".
Therefore, when Lin Zhizhi set foot in fengzong of Qing Dynasty, a group of elders with their own interests had been waiting for him for a long time.
The weather was clear and clear. The sun fell on the earth and gently swept every inch of the mountain. Bilingcao follows the breeze and swings lightly. The green vines playfully stretch out a wisp and stay at the entrance of the cave, which is full of aura. Obviously, the owner of this cave didn't care much about the external environment, and allowed the spirit grass to grow freely, maintaining the appearance he had just moved in. Not far from the entrance of the cave, a young man with delicate black hair stood there. He had already made great efforts. This cave is the residence of Yaxuan. I don't know why. In short, he didn't choose to live in the inner mountain where the law enforcement elder was. Instead, he chose to live alone near the place outside the sect, where the aura was relatively thin. The man standing at the mouth of the cave is Lin Zhizhi. After chatting with Qinghuo several times in succession, the old man highly appreciated the Lin family young master's talent of refining medicine. He dragged him into the Dan room for several times. After the third success, Qinghuo finally decided to take him back to qingfengzong. Before he left, Lin Zhizhi thought that he still wanted to find Yaxuan for once. It is not only unreasonable to leave without saying goodbye, but also easy to arouse the further increase of blackening value .... However, when Lin Zhizhi inquires about Yaxuan's residence and arrives at the door, he gets stuck in the greeting posture. This kind of thing that he knows each other's attitude secretly from the degree of liking almost wakes up his first recollection of Jiyou youth. But Yaxuan is better than Su Yu, so Lin Zhizhi can also take the initiative to say goodbye with a sense of responsibility Emotion. After struggling for a long time, Lin Zhizhi selected the most stable words of greeting among monks - "Zai Ma" to pass through the sound transmission Rune at the entrance of the cave. There was no response. The young man with black hair picked his eyebrows in surprise, and suddenly felt that his previous entanglement was very white. Just as he wanted to turn around and leave, a familiar voice said, "come here, what are you going to do?" The voice line is low and gorgeous, but also with a bit of standing high in the high position all the year round. It will never be the voice that Yaxuan should have. Lin Zhi's face suddenly changed. He didn't care about the etiquette and rushed directly into the cave. There is almost no other decoration in the cave, which is as simple as the small wooden house at the foot of the mountain. The man in the red robe is standing upright, holding a sword and looking down carefully. Hearing the news, the man raised his head and gave Lin Zhizhi a lazy smile. Lin Zhizhi's voice was a little eager to see beauty in front of him. "What are you doing here? What about Yaxuan Cang Lun threw the sword aside, spread his hands and looked innocent: "I'll come here to have a look. I'm very curious about the people around you. What are you doing here? " "Where's Yaxuan?" It's not surprising that Lin Zhizhi is so worried. Lord mozun has a dark history of "once threatened him with Yaxuan's life". On the contrary, canglun was very calm. The man approached him in his spare time and wanted to pull him to sit down. Lin Zhizhi didn't get annoyed when he dodged him, so he turned off the topic on the spot: "you refused him, still care about him?" "What have you done to him?" Lin Zhizhi is not disturbed by him. Cang Lun looked at him closely. The pupil of the young man was pure black, not contaminated with any impurities. After watching for a long time, people could not help but want to indulge in it. This kind of color is very familiar to the devil. It is the color he accompanies all the year round. But Lin Zhizhi's eye color is different, it is more like a sign of extreme things will turn. Clearly is the most pure black, but not accompanied by bloody crazy. The man bowed his head slowly, bent down as if bewitched, and wanted to kiss his eyes - but at the moment when he was about to touch them, he covered each other's eyes with his hand. Different from the human race with relatively perfect order, the monks are always on the verge of chaos and struggle. For them, the safest way to indulge in this kind of thing is to destroy it at the first time. Only in this way can we ensure absolute calm and survival in the chaotic struggle of the demons. Whether it's in the human world or the real demon world. Canglun must be the best one to sit on the throne of the devil. But - but no matter what the law, it should not be applied to this person. Cang Lun took away his smile and answered Lin Zhizhi's question in a deliberate and gentle voice before releasing his hand: "I won't do anything to him. Our relationship is far closer than you can imagine." Lin Zhizhi There are too many grooves. I don't know where to start. Once the Demon Lord is gentle, it is far more terrible than his cold appearance. The man relaxed his shackles and watched Lin Zhizhi avoid him as if he had met a flood of beasts. He said with a smile, "I haven't found you yet. You've found me first. Do you think it's a kind of soul?" "I want to accompany you more, but I have other things to do. You are welcome to come to me next time. " Cang Lun took a look at the sky and walked out politely. He takes biyunmen as his own territory, and comes and goes whenever he wants, regardless of being discovered by the Terrans here.This man's cultivation is too high, what he wants to do is beyond Lin Zhizhi's awareness. After he left, Lin Zhizhi stayed in the cave for a while. He wanted to wait for Yaxuan to return. By the way, he thought about the meaning of canglun's words. Although Cang Lun's temper is unpredictable, he doesn't make it up. What does "intimacy" mean? The young master of the Lin family didn't think in a strange way. Although he is careful and has a big brain hole, Yaxuan has always been the boy who "dares to save a stranger on the mountain even when he is in the most down-to-earth situation". The first impression is the hardest to erase. Lin Zhizhi doesn't believe that Yaxuan will take the initiative to get involved with people like canglun - so in his final conclusion, canglun has his own divine logic. Maybe in the world of Lord mozun, following each other is "intimate". Maybe Cang Lun will say one day, according to their interaction It should have been married for a long time. On this day, when night falls, Lin Zhizhi can't get Yaxuan back. He has to go back to his room and leave a message about "be careful recently" to Yaxuan. However, there has been no response. Until Yan Lei's head has been painted as "index 85, attitude is trust" in the past few days, to greet Lin Zhizhi: "master is saying goodbye to the leader of Qingyun sect. He asked me to come to you. When we finish the Yuanyang cake in the market together, we can go back to the clan with master!" Lin Zhizhi didn't see ya Xuan again. According to other people in Biyun gate, Yaxuan has been practicing in seclusion in the Dao road these days, but he hasn't been out of the gate yet. The young master of the Lin family puts down his heart and eats the Yuanyang cake bought by Yan Lei to honor him. He and Qinghuo prepare to return to qingfengzong together. Qinghuo's mount is a huge Bluebird with a green crown and soft feathers. Qingniao is said to be a distant relative of Phoenix in Honghuang period. There is a trace of Phoenix blood in its body. It is a rare flying spirit beast. When sitting on it, Lin Zhizhi thought of the more noble little Phoenix. This may be one of the reasons why he promised to help fengzong and Yan Lei of Qing Dynasty. Both of them have Fengqin in one name, and the other is very similar to him. When all the people came up, the bluebird gave a low song, spread its wings smoothly, and threw the land high under its feet. The green bird flies steadily, allowing the wind and air to blow past, passing through the wild land, mountains and rivers. Lin Zhizhi sat quietly on one side, but it was Yan Lei. He peeped down, pointed to a passing mountain and laughed at its ugliness I just can't calm down. The green fire real person is agitated by him and can't be pure. He yells angrily: "sit down! Look at nephew Lin Xian. How can people have more temperament than you? " Yan Lei retorts unconvinced: "he is a pharmacist. He needs a quiet heart to make medicine. The way he and I choose is different." The old man did not maintain his image. He rolled his eyes at his apprentice and looked back at the quiet side face of the young man with black hair: "it makes you laugh again." Lin Zhizhi waved his hand: "no, it's lovely." "No, they're all so big. They're not stable at all. Unlike you, you are not only qualified, but also willing to work hard, and your temperament is still so stable, "sighed Qinghuo. He was envious of Lin Zhizhi's master, who was made up. Looking back at his apprentice, he simply hated that iron could not be made into steel." I took this apprentice and asked him to learn how to make medicine. He had to learn what Kendo with others! Now, not only is there no success in refining medicine, I can't inherit my family business, and I'm not very proficient in kendo. " This attracted Lin Zhizhi's interest. The young man with black hair pressed his sleeve which was blown open by the wind, and put his fingers on the white clothes, which was cleaner than the pure white: "is Yan Lei a sword repairman?" Lin Zhizhi recalls the first time he met in the lingyao Pavilion. Yan Lei seemed to be carrying a sword. At that time, Yan Lei and his younger martial Sister Li Ying looked a little cold, unlike now, when he was a lively teenager in front of familiar people. "Yes." Qinghuo nodded, "I don't know which tendon is wrong, so I like to repair the sword." "Kendo is good." Lin knows that Kendo is the highest way This sentence made real Qingfeng wave his hand feebly: "nephew Lin, you don't have to speak for him. Although Kendo is good, refining medicine is the right way. He was born in fengzong of Qing Dynasty, and he is also a disciple of mine. But he doesn't choose the way of Dan. It's a tyranny. " When it comes to this topic, the old man has been complaining for a long time. He scolds Yan Lei mercilessly. It's fun to look at his pale face. After waiting for him to stop, Yan Lei pulls Lin Zhizhi to the tail of Bluebird and stabs him with his little finger. Lin Zhizhi intercepts him halfway: "how far has your sword been repaired?" Yan Lei was stunned, and then his lips drooped: "why do you suddenly ask this? Do you want to teach me - no, brother, brother, I beg you. I've heard these words since I was a child. " After appreciating his expression, Lin Zhizhi said slowly, "no, I'm also interested in kendo." "You want to learn sword too?" Yan Lei exclaimed in surprise, but immediately, he secretly took a look at the old man from the corner of his eye and found that he was still keeping his eyes closed. Then he lowered his voice and said to Lin Zhizhi, "seriously, don't worry. Lin Zhizhi, it's a pity for you to practice swordLin Zhizhi said something about his reaction. He didn't have the heart to tell Yan Lei that he was really a sword mender, such as a fake one. It was only because of an accident that he came to Yuntian and temporarily changed his study of medicine refining. #Sword is always his favorite weapon, Kendo is always his way, daozunda is always his idol ... #looking at Lin Zhizhi's reaction, Yan Lei almost stares out of his eyes - he has been in the process of fright since he met this man. First, in the competition, Zhou Qi, a famous master, showed great talent for refining medicine. Later on, this man had the skill of alchemy, but he secretly wanted to learn sword. Is there anything more irritating?! Yan Lei can understand why when he decided to learn sword, his master and his parents were so angry that they wanted to force him to change his face on the spot. Because he is in such a mood now: "no, if I really take you to Jianxiu, your master will not strangle me personally? Don't learn sword. Don't ask me. I won't tell you! " Lin Zhizhi patted his big face away and said in a cold voice: -- If you don't say it, don't say it. Get out of the way. You're so ugly to me. " Yan Lei You are retaliating "I didn't." "You have!" Sitting near the bird's head, Qinghuo stretched out a hand to touch the feather of his pet. Listening to the words that the two people at the tail were blown away by the wind, his eyes showed a tiny smile. It was always so interesting and noisy for young people of the same age to communicate with each other. He is not rigid. To some extent, he supports Yan Lei's association with Lin Zhizhi. With Lin Zhizhi's talent, as long as he doesn't fall in the middle, he will become a great master in the future. Yan Lei and his friendship will only benefit the future. Unfortunately, he thinks so because he has witnessed Lin Zhizhi's talent. Other people in fengzong of Qing Dynasty just told a story that "the genius cultivated by unknown sanxiu made an 80% fusion Anshen pill and defeated Zhou Qi". It's easy to think whether it's a coincidence like "luck burst" or "Zhou Qi is old". Therefore, when Lin Zhizhi set foot in fengzong of Qing Dynasty, a group of elders with their own interests had been waiting for him for a long time.
