Chapter 101:

Lin Zhizhi hardly understood what was going on-especially when the master who had collapsed the set used his fingers that should have been cold to pinch his chin, the black-haired boy felt that the skin became hot. Flame.
At that moment, Young Master Lin's original clear mind was almost burnt with a thud.
This weird feeling is...
Lin Zhizhi's heart sank.
Perhaps it was his physique that hadn’t had an episode for too long, or perhaps he had experienced too many things between episodes, which caused Lin Zhizhi to even ignore this charming body that had always urged him to cultivate--now being Hua came out again with a slight cue.
After the devil demon departed that day, Lin Zhizhi changed into his happy clothes, and put on the Jianzong school uniform again. The white robe was wide and the celestial jade bone was as usual.
He is quite suitable for a pale color like white, like an immortal descending to the earth, with faint inhuman beauty.
However, Xuanhua smelled the strange scent that did not know when it spread again, and what she thought in her heart was what this person was like when she was rarely dressed in a bright red dress.
It is so beautiful, but it never belongs to him.
The dark color in the man's eyes flashed away, let go of the boy's chin, and grasped his wrist along the way, confining Lin Zhizhi, who had tried to push him away, in his arms.
Lin Zhizhi swears that he really wanted to reject it at first-but that long-repressed physique was faster than he thought-only that he had just muscled with the opponent. Get along with your skin, and feel Xuanhua's call. Suck. spray. Spit on the neck. On the side, he couldn't help being soft. Up. waist. In order to avoid falling to the ground, he had to buckle the shoulders of the opponent.
It looks like you love me.
With this gesture, Xuanhua's fingers combed his hair for the young man in his arms, and when he held him in his arms, he kissed Lin Zhizhi's sideburns.
At the same time, under such a warm surface, the man's other hand had already lifted Lin Zhizhi's robe. Son, from the outside of the jacket. Sneaking in quietly from the side, a huge wave was raised like a dragonfly.
The touch in the palm of the hand is more intoxicating than any silk satin.
Lin Zhi is shocked. With a gasp, holding Xuanhua's hand, he wanted to stop his further actions-but his physical seizure made him sensitive. Sensual body becomes more emotional. move. The black-haired boy lost his energy even as he shook his opponent's hand.
His body. The body wants more.
The soft force pushed the hand deeper.
Xuanhua's original crystal clear purple eyes had already ignited a dark purple storm-looking extremely shocking. But in stark contrast is his almost motionless posture.
When Xuanhua first came into contact with this strange fragrance, Xuanhua couldn't control it, and almost made it true. But this time, apart from the troublemaker, he was a lot of gentlemen.
Although it is still the opposite of the original cold look that is high above.
Lin Zhizhi didn't have the energy to pay attention to this little difference. He had already devoted all his attention to that place - until Xuanhua leaned down, released his hand, bit his earlobe with his lips, and whispered: "When your physique is not seized, I want to go. You."
Lin Zhizhi's mind was muddy, and it took a long time to slowly react to the other party's words.
"When your physique really breaks out, I can hold it back and don't move you." The man's low and sweet voice sighed slightly. Xuanhua used one hand to hold Lin Zhizhi's back head, put his forehead on his shoulder, and continued, "I have confirmed that I am treating you again and it has nothing to do with your physique. It may not be appropriate to say that. But you didn't really get married that day, I was actually very happy in my heart."
Lin Zhizhi was a little uncomfortable and sentimental when he suddenly stopped holding back. The tide hasn't faded yet, and he wants to escape the man's control.
However, Xuanhua added some strength to make him unable to move.
The man tilted his head and rubbed his hair like flowing water to Lin Zhizhi's hand. He half-closed his eyes slightly, and an emotion that could be called "shy" flashed across his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, the emotions in his eyes, together with the deep love before. Desires are all erased.
He glanced at the medicine bottle on the ground and tapped his finger to make the medicine bottle fly to the table. Afterwards, Master Dao Zun was in a happy mood (?) and slowly opened the cap of the bottle, dipped a little liquid medicine with his finger, just like Lin Zhizhi did before, wiped it more gently, just because he was out of control, he was accidentally in his arms. On the red seal left on the person's body--
If the head Tianlu real person saw it, he would cry out: That is the treasure of their sword sect! Ancient elixir! He is so badly injured that he can't bear to wipe it! Dao Zun Dao, your prodigal ancestor actually used it to wipe the little apprentice... Wipe this kind of mark that is not "injured" at all!
The effect of the medicine was immediate, and the mark that was pinched out and sucked out melted down at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The strange fragrance formed by the enchanting body still lingers in the room. Once Lin Zhizhi's physique develops, he does not have the same resistance to Xuanhua like Canglun, which can be said to be tempting to pick. He still shivered unconsciously while Xuanhua applied the ointment on him. But for some reason, the man looked at him like that, only his throat moved slightly, but he didn't make any further movements...
Xuanhua had to wait until this physical seizure was over and Lin Zhizhi gradually became sober before he lowered his head and suddenly blocked the opponent's lips, prying open his teeth.
The man's movements were a bit fierce, and it hurt the other's lips. After the initial impulse, his unique gentleness appeared in his lips.
Xuanhua has been in the clouds all the year round, on the top of the ice, insulated from the emotions and desires, but this does not mean that he does not understand emotions.
At the double repair ceremony that day, he stood aside and played the role of the master, watching Lin Zhiyi walk away little by little, not without jealousy in his heart, but he didn't show it.
He might still be able to endure until Lin Zhizhi cultivated to the transformation of God, and then escorted him, soaring all the way-at that time, he was the only one who accompanied Lin Zhizhi.
After being rejected that time, Xuanhua really planned to do so.
But the real person Tianlu insisted that Lin Zhizhi came to give him medicine, and he also had to apply the medicine—to be honest, what was the injury? During the Chaos Years, his injuries were much more serious than this.
Xuanhua wanted to directly let Lin Zhizhi go away.
He didn't want to look back. From the first day he accepted Lin Zhizhi as a disciple, he knew vaguely that he could not resist any request from him.
However, under Lin Zhizhi's persistence, Dao Zun, who had always been cold-hearted, simply failed to carry out his ideas. That persistence soon fell apart in front of feelings and melted into a river. He turned around and then agreed to him. The request for smear.
Later, he was finally defeated by his feelings and succumbed to the kiss.
Kissing may be the best way to convey feelings.
Between lips and teeth, I can really feel the other person's emotions.
Lin Zhizhi just recovered from the lustful state of physique, was kissed in this way, and while struggling, he happened to meet Xuanhua's eyes.
Those eyes looked at him tenderly, with a touch of affection.
Suddenly, he was dazed on the spot.
After a while, Lin Zhizhi shook his fingertips firmly on Xuanhua's shoulder. This time, the other party didn't use any force, or even tried to keep him, so he let him break free - Xuanhua just looked at him.
Look at him quietly.
Between Lin Zhizhi's lips and teeth, the breath of the other party still remained, and this feeling brought the distance between Xuanhua, which had been quite far away in his heart, closer.
The first thing the black-haired teenager did after gaining freedom and reason was to get off his master's naked body first-in a panic, Lin Zhizhi didn't even know where his hands were, and jumped from Xuanhua's thighs in a hurry. Come down.
The smell of the enchanting body still remained in the air, making the atmosphere particularly ambiguous and corrupt.
Lin Zhizhi hesitated for a moment, only to feel that his body temperature had risen again, which seemed to trigger another physical seizure. In order to avoid the recurrence of what had just happened, he blushed and wiped the flush with the back of his hand. Turning his head, he immediately left the cave.
Xuanhua's embrace became empty again, and it was completely invisible that it was just filled up by another person.

Lin Zhizhi came out of Xuanhua Cave Mansion in a panic, his sword flew to the mountainside, and suddenly stopped his original step of going down the mountain to find Linquan
If I go like this, I will definitely be asked about the reason and Master’s current state. I’m not sure that the physique that is still eager to move will relapse again. It’s better to find a place to consolidate your cultivation first and suppress that physique. Go down.
However, after the arrival of Demon Sovereign, Sword Sect Luo Xian was the main battlefield, most of the blessings of the cave and the holy land of cultivation were affected, and most of them were closed, and the rest required the approval of the head. Although as long as he goes, Tianlu Zhenren will definitely agree, but--
Lin Zhizhi thought about the matter just now, his cheeks that had calmed down were hot again. He took a deep breath, and put all the mixed thoughts behind him, ready to find the only place to practice where he can go at the moment-
Ladder.
The nine-layer ladder was built by the great power of the immortal world with great effort. It is located in a different space. The entrance of the Luoxian Sword Sect is just a passage. The battle did not affect its existence.
It has steadily supported the immortal and common worlds, from Heng ancient to the present.
As soon as the sword blade turned, Lin Zhizhi came to the entrance to the ladder in a blink of an eye.
Due to the arrival of the Demon Venerable Passage, there are no more disciples guarding here at this time, and you only need to buckle the spirit stone to enter.
The black-haired boy took out the corresponding spirit stone from the Qiankun Ring and walked into the teleportation array. In the next second, a white light flashed, and his figure disappeared in place.
The huge copper bell originally located on the third peak was destroyed in the previous battle, so that Lin Zhizhi's re-entry has not been noticed so far.
Tianlu Zhenren is still receiving messengers from the Quartet Continent, the elders are still worrying about the spread of the abyss, and the disciples are training or chatting in twos and threes.
After the war, the whole world returned to a period of calm preparations, like a basin of water that had boiled once, and after adding cold water, it waited for another rise.
At this time, within the nine-layer ladder, Lin Zhizhi had adjusted the aura in his body to the best, and recovered from the physical attack just now.
The last time he entered this ladder, he was still in the foundation period, and because he could not create his own way, he stopped at the seventh heaven.
This time, Lin Zhizhi had just stepped onto the first step, only to hear an old voice in his ears: "Perfectly build the foundation, with the magic knot, go straight to the seventh heaven!"
In front of the young master of the Lin family, the stars shifted, and all the steps that were originally towering into the clouds disappeared, the clouds and mist filled the air, there was no shadow of any formed "Tao", only a piece of nothingness, it was the seven-layer heaven of the watershed of the law.
Lin Zhi learned the swallowing power from this ladder last time, combining the ways of thunder and sword to merge and penetrate, so that the seventh ladder showed three steps.
And this time, Lin Zhizhi has obviously grown a lot, and it can even be said that his experience has almost surpassed that of an elder-level figure who has been over a thousand years old.
The alchemy learned from the Yuntian Continent, the power of the demons obtained from the Demon Realm and Canglun, the way of the death of Huangquan and the reincarnation of the six ways of reincarnation...
Every step down will be the highest road!
If you can take the essence from these kinds of Taoisms and integrate them into Lin Zhizhi's own Tao, you will surely be able to pry the threshold of this seven-layer ladder!
The black-haired boy sat there, remembering the essence of each road bit by bit.
In the smooth alchemy, there is great courage, and you can cultivate the world to the extreme! To become an excellent alchemist, the most necessary thing is to understand and decompose the degree of herbal fusion. The key point is to become one with the natural world and to understand thoroughly.
Mozu Taoism only pays attention to pure power! Blooming in the suicide killing, swallowing power in the vortex of power, is incompatible with the world. This point is similar to the swallowing powers of the first few layers of the nine-layer ladder, but one is positive and the other is evil.
And the way of reincarnation and the death of Huangquan pays attention to the law of cause and effect. Only when the cause is planted can there be an effect. With the effect, the cause can be reversibly pushed to the cause. The future generations must pay the debts of this life.
Apart from these three paths, more should be integrated into Lin Zhizhi's own way: Kendo.
If you want to combine these...
Lin Zhizhi had a vague idea in his heart. He shot the Qiankun Ring, took out the alchemy cauldron from it, and sacrificed it in the air, using the power of devouring power as the fire, but did not put herbs in it, but took out his sword-fetal intent from the center of his forehead and put it Into the cauldron.
The young master of the Lin family is wrapping the sword fetus in the meaning of reincarnation, increasing the cooking of the law of swallowing, and wants to use the sword to enter the pill and refine this unique pill law in the world!
With the passage of time, above the Seventh Heaven Staircase, the sky was originally clear, but now the snow-white clouds gradually dimmed and turned into dark clouds, densely covering the sky.
Soon, the whole world fell into darkness, and he couldn't see his fingers. Along with this darkness, there were a few muffled thunders and deafening thunder!
Obviously, even within the seven-layer ladder, the pill that Lin Zhizhi refined could not escape the chase of the sky thunder.
As time passed bit by bit, the roar of the medicine-refining dragon cauldron became more intense, and there were constant knocking noises coming from the cauldron. Obviously, the internal integration was not smooth—and the external difficulties were even more difficult. The fierce, sky-filled blue thunder is like a law enforcement fairy weapon from the immortal realm, and it has laid a net of heaven and earth in the air to capture and punish Lin Zhizhi, a man who walks against the sky!
Lin Zhizhi ignored the sky thunder, frowned, and carefully explored the inside of the cauldron with divine thoughts, smoothing the artistic conception of reincarnation, letting it blend into the image of the sword fetus little by little, forming the unique reincarnation sword fetus in this world, plus The swallowing heat of the power of swallowing--
"boom--"
With a loud noise, the cauldron that was originally maintained in mid-air by Lin Zhizhi's aura was crumbling, and black smoke emerged from it, which was obviously a refining failure.
As a refiner, Lin Zhizhi couldn't do without backlash. He only felt a pain in his chest, his throat tasted the smell of blood, and he spouted a mouthful of blood.
This spout of human blood made the surrounding magic devouring factor more active, and the scarlet disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Lin Zhizhi took a wound medicine, before he could heal his injuries, he watched this scene thoughtfully.
He cultivated in the pill formation stage, and the blood that he spit out contained only a small amount of spiritual power, and the amount of devouring magic power was countless times that, so he successfully swallowed the spiritual energy in that blood to strengthen his body...
Thinking of this, Lin Zhizhi raised his hand and opened the furnace to make medicine again.
In the last refining, Lin Zhizhi used the method of refining medicine to balance the two sides with divine minds, so that they could maintain an equal amount of spiritual energy before attempting to merge. Obviously this was wrong. Maybe you have to change your thinking and use the sword tire as the protagonist, and what is left is the "dao" that is about to be swallowed by it...
This time, with the passage of time, the sword fetus in the cauldron became extremely arrogant, and there was no blasting pill.
In contrast, there were more and more lightning in the sky. In the end, except for the area where Lin Zhizhi was located, all corners of the entire Seventh Heaven seemed to be trapped in a sea of ​​thunder.
The endless roar blasted into the ears of the black-haired young man, and thunder and lightning threatened him with teeth and claws, until the moment when the "Dao Pill" was released, the sky full of thunder and lightning quickly struck towards the location of the alchemy cauldron!
After a while, a long sword unsheathed.
The cold light raged, and the sword body had a beautiful pattern like crushed ice under the light of thunder. At that moment, the heavenly thunder seemed to be choked. Immediately afterwards, this cold light was connected to the sky thunder without fear.
Lin Zhizhi has no fear.
What's so scary about him? From childhood to age, he has a lot of fate with this sky thunder, and he has been used to it for almost every breakthrough.
The light brought by the confrontation between the sword light and the sky thunder illuminates the long sky, and only this light is left, shining like tomorrow.
He is more dazzling than Tian Lei!
Under Lin Zhizhi's guardianship, the sky thunder did not affect this pot of medicine in the end. After the last thunderous roar dissipated, the Nine Dragons Cauldron that had experienced thunderstorms flourished in the sky, like a victor patrolling, flying around in the air for a few times before flying obediently into the hands of Lin Zhi.
As soon as Lin Zhizhi opened the cauldron, there were nine black dragons playing in the cauldron. The little dragon headed by it saw Lin Zhizhi open the cauldron and let out a joyous cry, and cleverly returned to the prototype with the other eight companions, a round black pill.
Young Master Lin's family took out this pill and placed it in the palm of his hand, and an invisible wave spread out from the pill. Nine little black dragons followed like shadows and turned into phantoms. Accompanied by the devouring mood of devouring, locusts swallowed the entire seven-layer ladder world as if they were crossing the border
The old man's voice sounded again: "The artistic conception is extraordinary, the qualifications are good, and you can enter the eight-fold ladder."
As soon as his voice fell, an invisible aura poured into Lin Zhizhi’s body from all directions, including the pill in his palm, and was also working hard to feed back the aura to him. His cultivation level rose naturally to the end of the pill formation. At the Consummation Stage, you can break through the stage to the Nascent Soul Stage in just one step!
Next, in front of Lin Zhizhi, a step made of nine small black dragons appeared. He stepped up, through the clouds, and entered the eighth ladder without hindrance.
This eight-fold ladder was particularly unexpected by Lin Zhizhi. There were no steps inside, nor any aura related to "Tao"—in other words, there was nothing in the eight-fold ladder, and Lin Zhizhi could not even gather aura!
The black-haired boy walked a distance, and a bronze mirror appeared in front of him.
The huge mirror surface was enough to enclose Lin Zhizhi's whole person, and the mirror surface reflected all his every move - Lin Zhizhi separated a ray of divine thought, probed the mirror surface, and quickly retracted it. There was a wave of turbulence on the surface of the mirror, and Lin Zhizhi's image gradually changed.
The person in the mirror looked exactly like him, but he was dressed completely differently.
Lin Zhizhi was wearing a Jianzong school uniform, but the person in the mirror was dressed in ancient times, with long and wide sleeves dragging the floor, and his hair tied with a jade crown on his head. It looked like dust.
Lin Zhizhi took a step forward with some doubts, and he reached out and touched the mirror surface - at that moment, the mirror surface turned into a spiritual energy, poured into his body from his fingertips.
This external spiritual energy quickly merged with the original spiritual energy in his body, and the spiritual energy vortex in the dantian continued to expand. The startled Lin Zhizhi immediately sat cross-legged, began to meditate, and wanted to reduce the spiritual energy.
However, as soon as he sat down, he realized that the aura in his body was on the verge of breaking through, either breaking through or bursting into death!
Young Master Lin's teeth gritted his teeth, gathered the aura to one spot, and at the same time swallowed the pill that was only refined below, and took the aura of the ladder, and stepped forward to upgrade towards Yuan Ying.