Chapter 20: Friends reappear.

Asking Immortal Sword is extremely charming, even if Lin Zhizhi's previous incidents still criticized Sword Spirit, he had to admit it.
More importantly, this is a magic sword.
There are only a handful of swords in the entire world of immortality cultivation. Some are hidden away from the world, and some know where they are but can only sigh.
Like this Ten Thousand Sword Cave, countless young talents have come here for trials for a long time, and there have also been young people who have become immortals who have experienced hardships and have seen the divine thoughts Xuanhua left here-in Xuanhua's eyes at that time No one, no matter how outstanding a teenager is, he can't win his approval. After going out, a certain arrogant cultivator genius once said: No one in this world can pass the last level!
Indeed, as he said, the defensive flower bloomed and thanked, and Wenxianjian always stood in the Wanjian Cave.
It wasn't until Lin Zhizhi became Xuanhua's first disciple that Wen Xianjian ushered in his first master.
Lin Zhizhi put his finger on the tip of the sword, cut through it and squeezed out blood to drip onto the blade. Asking the fairy sword, the dark light circulated on it, and the drop of blood disappeared in a blink of an eye. Lin Zhizhi sat cross-legged on the spot and picked up aura on the spot and began to refine the sword.
With his cultivation in the Qi refining period, it is extremely difficult to refine the divine sword. But fortunately, there are sword spirits loyally (?) sticking from the side, and the refining speed is also considerable.
About half a day later, the black sword that hung in front of the young man slammed, circled excitedly in the air, and flew back to Lin Zhi's hand.
Lin Zhizhi was also a little emotional, raised his hand with a sword, drawn a sword gas, and cut off the window of the sword pavilion. The thunder light on the sword made a crackling sound on the broken wooden window.
Seeing the power of the Divine Sword, Lin Zhizhi smiled satisfied, put it in the Universe Ring, and walked out of the sword pavilion-since he finished refining the sword, the barrier of the sword pavilion no longer hindered him.
...
Outside Wanjian Cave.
After seeing Lin Zhizhi entering the cave, Xuanhua stood alone and closed his eyes and rested, even if Mrs. Luo made repeated temptations, he turned a blind eye.
Madam Luo should have been dissatisfied, but the man's aura made her understand that this is not someone who can be provoke at will, and she dare not make mistakes.
The ancestor Xiaoyao was also very knowledgeable. He took his hand away from Wu Ji's waist, changed from lying down to sitting, and talked with Mrs. Luo using spiritual thoughts: "Do you know him?"
"My concubine has never heard of such a man in several martial arts."
"If it hadn't been for the cultivation of a special divine consciousness technique, he would still be above you and me..." Xiaoyao Ancestor groaned.
Madam Luo smiled, and took the wine glass next to her and drank it: "The young man who just went in must be a disciple or descendant of that person. Perhaps one of the old monsters of the transformation stage has been dispatched. Wait for Yong'er and When my ineffective nephew comes out, we will leave as soon as possible."
"You don't want to come forward and ask for some opportunities?"
"It's also possible that it's not an opportunity, but a disaster." Madam Luo smiled.
In the fiercely competitive Hehuan Sect all the way to the position of the great elder, she can be said to have read countless people, knowing the benefits of being wise in this cultivation world.
The ancestor Xiaoyao gave Xuanhua a thoughtful look, then retracted his gaze, waiting intently for his son to return.
I don't know how long it has passed-time has no meaning for these old primordial elders who count in years in retreat. The door of Wanjian Cave opened slowly, and an excited looking young man in Jinyi jumped out, his whole fat face was huddled together: "Father! I made it! Haha, I got the Qiushuijian "
He screamed at the ancestor Xiaoyao.
The ancestor Xiaoyao looked at his son, and remembered Xuanhua who was still standing still, and hurriedly said to his son: "Yong'er, speak slowly, speak quietly."
The young fat man looked at his father incomprehensibly. He couldn't hold back the joy in his heart. He couldn't wait to share his experience with his father. He said and jumped, and his whole body trembled: "After I went in, a voice said I have medium aptitude and can open ordinary trial levels. After that, people challenged me in waves-first three ordinary infantrymen, about the fifth floor of the Qi refining period, were shot to the ground by me, and then Five... I passed a total of twelve levels. In the end, there were too many people. If it were one-on-one, I wouldn't necessarily lose. Then the voice gave me this sword."
He said that he gave the Qiu Shui sword in his hand to the ancestor Xiaoyao, looking forward to his father's praise.
"Not bad." Xiaoyao ancestor said.
He is fairly satisfied with his son's grades.
I know how many catties are in my heart. The perfect challenge in the legend is for those top talents, and Yonger is pretty good at opening an ordinary trial. Although the Qiu Shui Sword is not a top spirit sword, it is not too bad.
Mrs. Luo smiled from the side and praised: "What a young talent."
The fat man scratched his head grinning.
Several people stayed for a while, and several young people came out, one of whom was the nephew brought by Mrs. Luo. He looked around for a while, only when he saw Madam Luo beckoning to him, he came to the place of Long Nian, opened the curtain, and stood still in front of Madam Luo: "Auntie."
Madam Luo took his hand, the tulle slipped from her shoulders, and asked with concern: "How is it?"
"With my aunt's high expectations, I only passed the first fifteen levels of the ordinary trial," said the young man, and a white light flashed in his hand, and a pure black dagger appeared in his hand, "This sword is called Acacia."
As soon as his voice fell, the fat Yonger's face flushed instantly, and he thought that this kid was really good at pretending, he was still dissatisfied after fifteen levels, and he was pretentious!
Mrs. Luo was pleasantly surprised: "It's already very good."
The ancestor Xiaoyao was also refreshed. He took a picture of his angry son, pushed the bet on the round table, and said to Mrs. Luo: "Your nephew is really a hero from ancient times. It seems that this bet is me. Lost."
"He also happens to be that if Yong'er is more careful, he will definitely be able to surpass him." Madam Luo put away the things on the round table and said modestly for the young man.
The ancestor Xiaoyao hated iron and steel and shook his head.
While they were talking, the door of Wanjian Cave opened again, and an unparalleled youth walked out of it. It was dark in this grotto, but he was like a pearl, illuminating the darkness.
It is Lin Zhizhi. He stayed in the dim cave for a long time, and squinted his eyes uncomfortably when he first came into contact with the outside sunlight, and suddenly went black. When he looked up, he saw a familiar face, which was the master.
Xuanhua walked to the little apprentice, blocking the dazzling light for him: "Are you satisfied?"
Xuanhua felt the spirit of staying in the Ten Thousand Sword Cave at the time. He already knew that Lin Zhizhi had obtained the Inquiring Immortal Sword, but did not inquire about the result like Xiaoyao Ancestor did. This sentence only asks whether the little apprentice likes this magic sword, if he doesn't like it... then just change it.
It made the magic sword like the big white radish on the street, and also helped Lin Zhizhi pick and choose.
Lin Zhizhi still didn't know the master's mind, he quickly swept his gaze over Xuanhua's head, and was a little sad for the system's sleep. Accustomed to the existence of the display of goodwill, now everyone's head is empty, making him a little uncomfortable.
After hearing Xuanhua's words, Lin Zhizhi slowed down and nodded happily, "Thank you, Master."
Xuanhua went on to say: "I will pass you a volume of refining methods."
Lin Zhizhi was startled and said: "I have refined it..."
"It's okay, you can refine it one more time, this volume is of great benefit to you." Xuanhua stretched out his hand to cover the little apprentice who was looking up at him, leaning over and whispering in his ear, "Close your eyes. "
Master Master got too close, Lin Zhizhi couldn't help but remember the scene of the previous sword practice, blushing a little. But soon his mind was occupied by the refining method from Xuanhua.
This is an original refining method created by a certain physical practitioner. It uses a unique method to induce thunder and lightning into the body, and inject blood into the spiritual tool that needs to be refined. This can not only deepen the connection with the spiritual tool, but also Master some magical powers of Thunder.
Asking the fairy sword is related to the sky thunder, if it can be refined with this, the power will be even better.
After going through this technique in his mind, Lin Zhizhi opened his eyes, but was startled by Xuanhua’s face close at hand, and subconsciously wanted to step back-Master Master held the back of his head with his hand, unable to move. .
Xuanhua looked at the face of the little apprentice so close.
Lin Zhizhi had a good life, whether he looked up close or far away, he was like a fairy in a painting.
Master Master maintained this action for a while, and finally wiped Lin Zhizhi's left face twice with his fingertips: "It's dirty here."
When he said this, he straightened up and recovered the usual indifference, and said to the little apprentice: "Looking for a rainy day, I will bring thunder for you."
Lin Zhizhi wiped the place where the talented Master had touched with the palm of his hand, and didn't feel it in his heart. He really thought that he was rubbing something when he wasn't paying attention, and he caught up with Xuanhua a few steps.
The two masters and apprentices came and went in a hurry. Compared with Mrs. Luo's plan, they went faster. Although Madam Luo only glanced roughly when Lin Zhizhi came out, she admired the young man's extraordinary bearing in her heart.
After the next opening date of the Ten Thousand Sword Caverns, a trial person came out and rumored that the original mechanized voice in the cave had disappeared, and it was replaced by the direct selection of the spirit sword.
Madam Luo is so clever. The first thing she thought of was the pair of masters and apprentices. She sighed that the real talents in the realm of comprehension came out in large numbers--compared to this young man, his nephew who was happy to die for ordinary trials was really stupid.
...
In Lin Zhizhi's Universe Ring, the Immortal Qin Sword lay on its head, but after a period of time, the sword spirit broke away from the sword body and turned into a gray shadow, looking around.
When seeing the saber that Lin Zhizhi originally brought from the Lin Mansion, the sword spirit showed a humane expression of contempt-as the saying goes, one mountain cannot tolerate two swords. As a divine weapon, how can it endure the little master with What about other swords? !
The sword spirit imaginary two arms, came to the side of the sword, and poked it.
This saber is just an ordinary spirit weapon, naturally there is no response.
The shadow that the sword spirit turned into suddenly enveloped the sword and swallowed it bit by bit. After the saber disappeared, the sword spirit lay in a blank place to rest, leaving only a little residue in place.
It was not until Lin Zhizhi returned to Luoxian Sword Sect and took the divine sword out of the Qiankun Ring that he realized that it was abnormal: "...Where is my original sword?"
The sword spirit floated in front of him. The gray-white body was like a lump of mud, and two arms stretched out with great flexibility and entangled together: "I ate it."
"Why do you want to eat it?"
Although the sword was useless after getting the artifact, it was something that accompanied him since childhood and still had some emotions. Lin Zhizhi was still a little angry when he was eaten by the sword spirit without saying hello.
Sword Spirit felt that two arms were not enough, so he turned into four and twisted into a twist: "If the master has me, I can't half-hearted."
You may still feel that the accusation of the four arms is still not enough to express your heart. Sword Spirit simply simulated a face, with particularly large eyes, occupying one-third of the entire face, clearly accusing Lin Zhizhi, the new owner. Not wholeheartedly: "Is it not enough for the master to have me?"
Lin Zhizhi: "..."
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Lin Zhizhi had trouble communicating with Jian Ling. Regardless of the mediation, the sword spirit snapped to death: "It's enough for the master to have me by his side."-Life and death refused to apologize to the sword that died for no reason.
In a rage, the new owner stuffed the divine sword back into the Qiankun Ring, making it think about it.
After solving Jian Ling, a sword with a strong desire for exclusivity, Lin Zhizhi looked at Shi Chen and prepared to go to the outer door to attend a class.
It's just that the road to the lecture hall seems to be more crowded than usual...? !
At the entrance of the lecture hall, the place where only two outer disciples were responsible for guiding was now occupied by a group of people. The crowd seemed to be surrounded by some people, squeezing the place.
Lin Zhizhi didn't want to join in the fun, and after standing outside for a while, he wanted to bypass the crowd and enter the lecture hall. Just when he gave up watching, a hand quietly put a hand on his shoulder, and at the same time, a familiar voice sounded in his ear: "Long time no see."
The voice was very gentle, like a spring breeze, but it made Lin Zhizhi's back stiff suddenly. He paused for a moment before turning his head slowly and stiffly, and the familiar figure came into view.
Su Yu, who had been put on Tianyin's school uniform, was extremely handsome and looked at him with a smile.
... That Su Yu who missed him.
Fuck, the system will wake you up! I need you!
The current childhood sweetheart, due to the system's deep sleep, no longer has the goodwill on his head, which makes Lin Zhizhi a little uncertain whether the other party chose to give up after a period of precipitation, or still maintain that idea.
Su Yu still looks the same as before, with a smile on his lips: "Is it good to know these days?"
Today's bamboo horse looks very normal...No, before getting the favorability system, the base friends looked more normal than this!
Lin Zhizhi responded awkwardly: "It's okay."
The black-haired teenager habitually blinks his left eye every time he is nervous. Su Yu, who grew up with him, knows this well and smiles undiminished: "I'm very nervous when facing me? I will be sad."
Lin Zhizhi shook his head and said, "No, but I didn't expect to see you here."
"The elders of Tianyin are coming to Luoxian Jianzong to discuss the opening of the secret realm soon, and they brought me here." Su Yu smiled and groaned, "I didn't expect to see you here. Wouldn't you know if you would take me around?"
Lin Zhizhi hesitated for a moment, then tactfully refused: "But I still have to go to the lecture hall..."
Su Yu didn't force him, and said generously: "Then I will go to find the elders with others first."
Without being muddled, he said goodbye to Lin Zhizhi, Su Yu raised his hand towards the Tianyin disciple who was crowded in the middle of the crowd. Those Tianyin disciples crowded out the crowd and followed Su Yu towards the inner mountain.
Everything looks so normal.
Say hello to friends you haven’t seen for a long time, and do your own business first when you see your friends don’t have time.
It was so normal that Lin Zhizhi felt that he had been thinking too much all the time.
The black-haired boy stood there for a while, his untied long hair flowing down his figure, turned sideways and walked into the refining lecture hall.
In the Qi Refining Lecture Hall, Lan Zhen was actually inside. Seeing Lin Zhizhi walked in, his face turned blue, and he quietly and unobtrusively wanted to hide himself behind the table.
Never thought that Lin Zhizhi didn't even look at him, and went straight to the seat by the window where he used to sit, and sat down.
Since Feng Qin was making trouble at the outer gate that day, Lin Zhizhi was also famous in the outer sect. These new disciples in the Qi refining period looked at him curiously, especially some female disciples, secretly saying that one of the rumors that did not know the true or false was right: he was really good-looking.
Lin Zhizhi passed this class very quickly. He forced himself not to think about Su Yu and focused on the elder's lecture.
After the elders left, Lin Zhizhi still sat in the same place and leaned against the window, wanting to be quiet for a while.
But not long after class, a little dough with a flame mark on his eyebrows slipped in, saw Lin Zhizhi, leaned over to his desk and whispered: "The time I hate you is over."
The child with a firm heart has finished hating time, and can safely like his sweetheart.
Lin Zhizhi: "..."
Feng Qin looked at him: "I don't know when you will be back, so I went and beat Lan Zhen."
Lin Zhizhi was a little puzzled by the child's logic: "What are you going to beat him for?"
"I will let him see you come back and notify me..." Feng Qin pulled Lin Zhizhi up from his seat, "I have been practicing roast chicken these days! You must come and try it, I can already make it delicious Roasted chicken!"
"..."
Lin Zhizhi couldn't help him. It didn't take long for him to think about eating a roast chicken, and finally followed him. Xiao Dianzi pulled him out of the lecture hall all the way, looked for a scenic creek outside the Zong, and happily took out all kinds of professional spices and chicken.
Feng Qin's entanglement skills are first-rate, and Lin Zhiyi didn't notice on the way. When he left the school, he had a pair of eyes looking at him.
What appeared in his eyes was that Lin Zhizhi refused to be with him (visiting Luoxian Jianzong), and chose to be with another person (going out of the sect to play)...
Su Yu lowered his eyelashes, the smile on his lips disappeared.