Chapter 73: Very pure one

[Ya Xuan, goodwill index is 100, attitude is to hug tight. 】
Well, want to hug tight, how pure.
From the thought of a good friend, to the master’s thought of double cultivation, to the future apprentice candidate (?), the vocabulary became euphemistic at a speed visible to the naked eye (...), one by one. The yellow storm is going to be pure, fresh and fresh? Compared with the other two extreme favorability levels, Ya Xuan is simply a clear stream, simple and not artificial.
And the terrifying [Blackening Value] also stayed in the initial stage and never moved.
#林家小少爷 said that this inexplicable sense of relief is swollen wood#
#他就在喜喜个什么劲儿#
"The host is great! It's another extreme, I know you are the best candidate!" The system's joyous voice is like a baboon that has successfully mated, "Let's make persistent efforts and give those people a wave to a hundred. , Isn’t it beautiful? Then we can dominate the world—"
"...I really don't yearn for the future you described." Lin Zhizhi replied in his mind.
System: "QAQ."
Lin Zhizhi no longer paid attention to the system, his gaze moved down and fell on Yaxuan's face.
Even at the peak of his favorability and intense emotional fluctuations, Ya Xuan did not act beyond the rules. Su Yu directly confessed to the demon at the beginning, and Master Dao Zun was also affected by the charm of the physique, so he was almost overwhelmed on the bed by one step-only Yaxuan's appearance was as usual.
If you insist, you can only infer from the strength of his hand holding the jade bottle that his mood is not stable at this time.
Ya Xuan was very tolerant.
He had been used to this a long time ago, and didn't want any emotions - or dared to show it. Because since childhood, as long as he showed a tendency to like something, he would be snatched away by those children.
So now, no matter how much he wants to grab that slender hand and hold him tightly in his arms, it is best to blend together and never separate, and he can't show it.
Ya Xuan has a beast-like intuition, if he speaks it out, he will completely lose this person.
The black-clothed boy just suppressed his emotions very hard, then pulled the bottle open, poured out the pills, and swallowed them all at once.
The pill that Lin Zhizhi gave him was extremely effective. Although it couldn't cure Yaxuan's injury, it was enough to stop his cough, and he could stand without relying on the external force of the wall.
Facts proved that Yaxuan's intuition was right.
If he really puts his imagination into practice, Lin Zhizhi, who just wants to attract Master to return to the sky, might really kick him out of the house. Of course, even if he didn’t do this, Lin Zhizhi still kept a distance from his underground consciousness "once he was bitten by a snake and feared the rope for ten years." He implicitly stated that he would continue to study pill medicine. Another room reserved for him.
The only difference between the two is that when Lin Zhizhi sent Yaxuan out, he still called him with a slight concern and reminded him: "You have been careful recently. If something like that still happens, come to me."
After thinking about it, the black-haired boy added: "You can come if the wound still hurts."
The way he said this was still indifferent, as if he didn't care about anything. There is no such thing as a smile like a flower, and no care like water and tenderness (?).
But these two simple sentences miraculously soothed the dark currents in Yaxuan's heart. They slowly stopped surging and were injected with a warm current, so that he would not be crushed by the heavy fate and become a desperate Martial arts machine.
Ya Xuan nodded lightly but firmly.
Taking matters seriously is like making an ancient vow.
Ya Xuan resembled Lin Zhizhi to some extent, and they were not very talkative. But Lin Zhizhi's indifference is a kind of tolerance, he can talk more when he likes it, and Ya Xuan is silent about everyone who is suspicious and defensive. He is like a black wolf standing arrogantly in the dark, his head held high even though he is deep in the quagmire, because once he lowers his head, it is all loyal and friendly.
In the following days, as Ya Xuan promised, he stayed next to Lin Zhizhi. Except for going to his place to get medicine, the two didn't meet too much, and Cang Lun never appeared again.
The real person Qinghuo came to see Yaxuan several times, and told him that the cheap master of Biyunmen was furious, and threatened to make him go back immediately-the boy in black was like he hadn't heard it at the time, rubbing the jade bottle with his fingers. , As if touching the lover's skin, his eyes were soft. But when he heard the old man's words, his eyes darkened in an instant, and he gave a low "En".
When Master Qinghuo told Lin Zhizhi about this, the young master of the Lin family thought for a while, turned his head and asked Yaxuan, "Do you want to go back?"
Since Lin Zhizhi is in the room today without a haircut, this movement highlights the beautiful lines of his neck. Some of the smooth black hair covered the skin behind the neck in a mess.
Hearing Lin Zhizhi's words, Ya Xuan did not look up, but shook his head silently. He darkly pinned his gaze to the juvenile's white neck—the black and white boundary that made him want to add more color.
Lin Zhizhi actually didn't want him to go either.
There is no other reason. If his guess is true, he will leave and Canglun will come back. When the time comes, Ya Xuan will be even more confused. If the head of Qingfengzong gets angry, he will probably kill Ya Xuan regardless of Biyunmen's face.
Lin Zhizhi turned around and changed a gentle tone, and discussed with the real person Qinghuo: "I wonder if the real person can accommodate me, Ya Xuan is my friend and wants to accompany me to the Dan Banquet."
The old man took the hot tea in front of him with both hands, blew the tea foam on it, and took a sip. Hearing Lin Zhizhi's words, he put down his teacup, squinted in embarrassment, stood up and walked back and forth in the room twice: "This is not easy."
As an elder in the pill formation stage, it is actually extremely terrifying when the real person Qinghuo sinks his face-whenever he shows this expression, Yan Lei will tremble with restraint.
However, Lin Zhizhi was not at all shocked, with a calm attitude, he put himself in the same position as the other party.
In Luoxian Sword Sect, it is not too much to say that "the pill is everywhere, and the foundation is not as good as a dog." Besides, he and the real person Qinghuo are mutually exploited.
The other party pressed Bao on him, and all he had to do was to keep the twelve sect's status for Qingfengzong.
So even if the real person Qinghuo stood condescendingly, and Lin Zhizhi was sitting on a chair, looking up at a weak position, he was still calm and relaxed, and his momentum did not fall at all.
Relying on the friendship between the real person Qinghuo and the head of Biyun Sect is "so deep" that this old man can save Ya Xuan, he can make Ya Xuan stay here and watch a game that others can't ask for. Dan feast.
The old man suddenly laughed bitterly, and took the initiative to look away and waved his hand: "I don't know who your master is, but he accepted you as a good apprentice."
Lin Zhizhi received all the photos: "Real people are absurd."
"You're clever. I'm going to tell you about Zhang Luo - tomorrow you have to show me well." Qinghuo snorted impatiently, and then he lifted his foot to leave. As he crossed the threshold, he turned his head and told Lin Zhizhi seriously.
The black-haired teenager nodded with a smile.
Ya Xuan stood in the corner, taking advantage of the time when Lin Zhizhi hadn't noticed but the old man had left, and greedily looked at the young man's profile-he cherished this moment of being able to follow him and watch him quietly. . The other side's smiles, any state, Ya Xuan is engraved in his heart.
He has always been in deep fear, for fear that the opponent will disappear in the next second.
Then, when Lin Zhizhi remembered him, he stopped turning the book, and before looking back at him, Ya Xuan would avert his gaze, return to the state of Hirai without waves, and take the initiative to leave.
He looked peaceful.
It was as peaceful as the sky before wind and rain were about to come. The dark cloud could contain everything in a low and depressive manner, but I don't know when it will rain.

Soon, Lin Zhizhi would not be able to live such a peaceful life anymore, and the test day appointed by the real master of Qingfengzong had arrived.
On the cloud-shrouded Lingfeng, there is a huge disc towering into the clouds, on which there are three square platforms, where various magical tools, materials and prescriptions for alchemy are placed.
Outside the disc are four exquisite jade pillars carved with phoenixes. The cylinder is flush with the disc, which is just for the disciples who can't fly to watch.
Almost the entire Qingfengzong elders and disciples came here to watch this "Qingfengzong Danyan Representative Selection Contest (.... The disciples were crowded with jade pillars, while the elders sat on the higher clouds. . Headed by the head, the elders all sat down.
Except for Lin Zhizhi, all the other people invited by the elders had huge backgrounds, and they were already behind the square stage.
Peng Yunqi is in his prime of life, with a clear outline, only a pair of eyes gleaming brightly, which is dare not to be underestimated; Master Anping's gray robe, his face is ordinary and unremarkable, like his name, quite a bit of Buddhism and Taoism.
As for Lin Zhizhi--
The sky was originally gloomy that day, with clouds covering the sky. However, the white-robed boy stood at the wind, and the sound of the wind whizzed his sleeves and also moved those clouds.
The sky broke through the clouds.
The first ray of sunlight shone on Lin Zhizhi's face, rendering his eyes golden. The young man's skin is almost transparent, which is destined to be shocking when any color is added to him. The golden light is slowly enlarged, and the whole world seems to be illuminated by him.
He is the only color between heaven and earth.