Chapter 77: Master, you are here!

"Fuck, what is that!"
"Isn't Dan Yan isolated from the outside world? What's wrong with this cloud?" The disciples were unclear.
"Pill medicine transforms?!" The elder of the Qilin Sect who first spotted Little Phoenix stood up in disregard of his image, and then collapsed the chair behind him. He pointed to Lin Zhizhi indifferently, "That is the spirit of pill!"
This stern shout made the law enforcement elders of the holy sect who had been guarding the banquet suddenly stand up! He stared at the sky lei solemnly: "After the sky lei comes to the world, he will become a pill."
The black robbery cloud stopped above the little phoenix transformed by the pill, the sky changed, and lightning bolts tore open the sky, raging in the air. For an instant, the whole Dan Yan was quiet and terrible, only thunder roared, and every one seemed to hit his ears.
"Boom—"
The sky thunder exploded, entangled one by one, just like a chain from the sky, carrying the irresistible Tianwei to split that Danfeng!
The little phoenix stopped opening his eyes. It gently but decisively turned around, vibrating those weak wings, and stopped in mid-air.
The thunder destroys the sky and the sun approaches it as usual.
It looks so soft and so helpless, but it has to face the harshest attack in the world alone.
No, not alone.
There is always someone behind it.
When Tian Lei approached Danfeng, a person stood in front of it, blocking Tian Lei for him.
"What is he doing! Even if the pill spirit fails to cross the Tribulation, Qingfeng Pill cannot be transformed, it is still a pill! We will not be the last! If faced with the Heavenly Tribulation, it will be a life of nine deaths!" Roar anxiously. If he didn't know that trying to block the thunder for others would increase the sky thunder, he would really want to get Lin Zhizhi out of that looking for death!
The head of Qingfengzong was also very anxious, lost any demeanor, and looked up at the sky.
Danfeng didn't wait for the severe pain of Tianlei's body, it tremblingly opened its eyes with all its strength, and then saw the figure.
The black-haired boy shook the world in a blue shirt, his robes flying, and blue silk flying. He held a deep blue long sword in his hand, with a blade like Qiu Shuang.
A little bit of cold light.
That sword of questioning immortal stopped this sky thunder.
Tiandao seemed to be furious because of Lin Zhizhi's intervention, more lightning appeared in the sky, and the stout thunder and lightning turned into a thunder dragon, opening his mouth to roar and demonstrate at the black-haired boy who dared to offend Tianwei.
Rao Shi's disciple has been stretched by the law enforcement elders to protect his body, and he is still terrified when he looks at the power of the Thunder Dragon! Yan Lei could hardly imagine what terrible pressure Lin Zhizhi was facing first!
However, this is not the first time for Lin Zhizhi.
As early as the perfect foundation, he had already experienced the so-called power of thunder.
Lin Zhizhi smiled coldly, his beautiful lips rose slightly, and his eyebrows were cold and cold. The young man's wrist flicked, and the whole body of the asked fairy sword flashed with thunder, and a sword roar even overwhelmed the power of Thunder Dragon.
Jian Xiao Nine Heaven!
"Don't make a noise." The black-haired boy whispered softly, holding a fairy sword in his hand, like a cold wind in the autumn.
I don’t know if he is talking about Thunder Dragon or Fairy Sword.
When the Thunder Dragon smashed towards him in the mist, Wen Xianjian's thunder light formed a barrier around Lin Zhizhi, allowing the sky thunder to come and wrap him all the way up. He stopped behind Thunder Dragon, the dark blue light from far to near, densely covering the sky, faintly forming a universe.
Lin Zhizhi held the immortal sword's body, and the aura of spirit flow turned, the universe in mid-air gradually thickened and became a substance. In an instant, thousands of questioning immortal swords escorted the black-haired young man, forcibly splitting the dark cloud!
Thunder Dragon roared in pain and struggled in midair, bringing out the thunder and lightning.
The countless questioning fairy swords were inserted into its body, absorbing the power of thunder and lightning from it-when the body of Thunder Dragon gradually dissipated, the shadow of the fairy sword returned, and the lightening of the fairy sword on the questioning fairy became thicker, with a satisfying color.
"Out of nothing--" The law enforcement elder's pupils shrank, "This is the supreme magical power of kendo, and the sword formation... isn't he a pharmacist?"
He wasn't the only one who had this doubt, and Yan Lei's jaw dropped in shock.
When Lin Zhizhi greeted him, he was already surprised that he was not afraid of death, and after seeing the magical powers of the fairy sword, his worldview was even shattered.
That's a supernatural power! The Universe Sword Formation that even his master does not know, and that sword, can actually carry the sky thunder? ! Fairy Sword doesn't care about this, right? In comparison, he can only be counted as the scum of the scum!
But the most annoying thing is that this person's body is a pharmacist? ! A pharmacist who is better than all sword repairs? This world is so fantastic! And just now, Lin Zhizhi-he is too handsome, right?
In order to protect the spirit of the pill, face the heavenly thunder that came to life alone. He almost turned this banquet into his one-man show!
Yan Lei's idea is obviously the idea of ​​the public. Now all the disciples, including the elder refining medicine, looked at the black-haired boy on the alpine platform with an expression that was unbelievable (shocked and admired and stunning), and no one remembered the colorful pill cloud and its owner.
But Lin Zhizhi put away the questioning sword, did not look at the others, but turned around and gently held up the Danfeng.
Little Phoenix had opened his bright eyes, tweeted twice, and walked two steps tentatively in the palm of the boy's palm.
"It's okay." Lin Zhizhi nodded its little head with his index finger, his dark eyes seemed to be dragged into a deep pool to drown people, "Don't be afraid."
Danfeng blinked, as if she had understood something, spread her wings and stumbled all the way to the young man's shoulder, and pecked the young man's cheek with shame.
Lin Zhizhi smiled slightly and let it jump on his shoulders before returning to the Dantai. He raised his eyes to look at the other alchemists who were staring at him: "...What are you doing looking at me? Isn't it over yet?"
The rest of the players: "..."
--Do not! It has ended! First, who else but you? ! !
With such a feeling of grief and indignation, other players have successively refined their own pills, attracting five-color or colorful pill clouds-but all of this is so insignificant compared to the descending of the sky thunder, the pill to transform the spirit.
Lin Zhizhi is the well-deserved number one, he has stood at the top of the younger generation in Yuntian Continent.
When the holy sect law enforcement elder looked complicatedly announcing the ownership of the first person, the black-haired boy accepted the honor of being the first person indifferently. Lin Zhizhi searched the crowd for the people of Qingfengzong and Yan Lei who was looking at him, so Young Master Lin, who was still very happy in his heart, blinked at them.
At that moment, Yan Lei suddenly remembered the scene of seeing him for the first time.
It may be really lucky for him to find this person.

For Lin Zhizhi, the process after the Dan Banquet was over was long and painful. He had to be grabbed by the twelve elders and asked about various things, including Danfeng who had been tossed and studied over and over again-if the pill that was refined had not belonged to the alchemist, they would have liked to take the Danfeng directly.
It was almost late at night that Lin Zhizhi had time to walk back to the yard with Ya Xuan.
Ya Xuan was silent as always, and stopped at the door of Lin Zhizhi's room, looking at him with dark eyes: "You are great today."
It’s so great that Yaxuan couldn’t wait to take him back to the small wooden house at the foot of Biyunmen Mountain, where only the two of them belonged. No strangers will come to him.
Lin Zhizhi: "Thank you?"
Ya Xuan took a deep look at him, said "good night" with him, then passed by and walked into his room.
And Lin Zhizhi opened the door, turned around, and almost screamed out in shock--
Until the person who suddenly appeared in his room reached out and covered his mouth.
The man did not light the candle, and the room was completely dark, with only the cold moonlight on the ground.
The man has long hair like ink, his eyes are purple, and he is as cold as a fairy.