Chapter 56: Live to death.

Feng Qin asked Lin Zhizhi to treat him as a real man. From that moment on, he lost some kind of welfare. No matter how much he rubbed and rubbed against the boy, he couldn't get a little bit of the warm behavior before.
But Little Phoenix definitely does not regret it! Thinking of everything that Sea Emperor had done, his teeth tickled, and he couldn't wait to cross out Kashu's name and replace it with himself. That would be perfect.
In order to achieve this goal, it is nothing to lose some temporary benefits, and... he has a unique advantage, they are all disciples of Luo Xian Jianzong.
Today, he is going back with Lin Zhizhi. The opponent is trapped in the identity of the Sea King, and in any case can not chase the human race at this moment of Demon invasion. When we meet again next time, he will let the other party know who is the most suitable person for Lin Zhizhi!
Humph, it must be him! Gashu looked at the appearance of being born noble and not eating human fireworks, and he would definitely not roast a delicious chicken! According to the old man's wife chasing rule, those appearances and births are all imaginary, and only food and utensils are not sticky to be true!
He has done the former. In those days waiting for Lin Zhizhi, he studied roasted chicken every day and night, er, sometimes roasted more than chicken, but also fish and dragon scale beasts and other strange beasts. As for the latter, although he is not good at present, he is not doing well, and he is still clingy, but Feng Qin believes that after the temper of time, he will become such a man one day!
Hey, that Sea King, what else to look at when he is about to leave? Ye Di, still want to know the little hands?
Little Phoenix stood angrily on the flying palace, looking at the blond man who was still involved in Lin Zhizhi's unwillingness to let go, and wanted to just jump down and kick that person away.
Fortunately, in front of everyone, His Majesty the Sea Emperor still has some reservations. Not as stalking in private a few days ago, just looking at the boy in front of him with a smile.
The long golden hair and the imperial robes on her body are beautiful, the blue eyes are charming, and Kashu's appearance is still beautiful. Behind him followed the officials of the Hai Clan, as eye-catching as the morning sun, looking at the last black-haired teenager who boarded the Flying Palace, his expression could not tell.
"We will see you again." Kashu said in a low voice as he passed by.
Lin Zhizhi glanced at him, and walked onto the flying palace without reluctance.
What he wanted to say, he had already thoroughly explained his thoughts to Kashu before. Before his cultivation reaches a certain level, he will not consider emotional matters.
The two elders sat inside the palace and pinched their hands. The magnificent flying magic weapon flew steadily and galloped towards the human race.
As the height increased, the clouds covered the scene below, and the long golden hair of the Sea Emperor was finally indistinct.
Leaving the Sea Clan, Feng Qin was in a good mood, walked to the black-haired boy, with a little bit of anxiety about taking a major step, and a little bit of excitement, for the first time like this: "Know it!"
Lin Zhizhi retracted Yuan Wang's gaze and looked down at him: "Don't call me that."
"but……"
That's what that annoying man called.
The little phoenix puffed his cheeks, and the color of the flame mark on his brows became more intense. He felt awkward by himself, then followed the boy's words and asked, "Then what do I call you?"
Lin Zhizhi was stunned, looking at the small dough in front of him, he blurted out subconsciously: "Brother."
As soon as he said this, the young master of the Lin family realized that it was wrong.
Regardless of his true age or the identity of an inner disciple, he should call Fengqin "senior brother" whatever he thinks.
Feng Qin didn't know what Lin Zhizhi thought. Although I don't feel intimate enough for this title, I think that the brothers are actually a very reliable relationship-the brothers seem to have an unshirkable responsibility to the brothers, right?
Well, it's decided, this title will be unique to him in the future! Apart from him, whoever is called Senior Brother Lin Zhizhi, he will beat anyone!
"Brother Lin~ Senior Brother Senior Brother" Feng Qin's voice was clear, and he deliberately changed this title to a nickname, calling it several times.
"No, this title is not very good..." Lin Zhizhi interrupted him gently.
"why?"
"...Prone to generational confusion."
"I don't feel confused, it's okay." Feng Qin shook his head.
He didn't want to change his title to "Senior Brother" for the simple reason. Those who were called "Senior Brother" of Lin Zhizhi were usually new disciples, and he could suppress them with his noble birth and extraordinary cultivation base. And those who call him "junior brother" are hard stubbles that he can't move.
Lin Zhizhi thought for a while, and simply followed him. Sword Sect Luo Xian did not resemble secular etiquette in this respect, and was not strict with peers.
"Senior brother, what kind of person do you like?" Feng Qin got a good deal and was a good seller. At this moment, the young man was willing to talk to him. When he was not indulged in cultivating, he quickly shook out all the questions he wanted to ask.
Lin Zhizhi wanted to take this opportunity to speak to him clearly. The boy's profile is beautiful, but his words are as cold and ruthless as his people: "I am obsessed with the Tao, and will not consider these things before gaining the Tao. You... better give up early."
Young Master Lin is really not used to rejecting others in person like this.
Perhaps because of his family education (and Su Yu), he didn't have much contact with emotional matters since he was a child, or he wouldn't dare to talk to that mortal woman when he fell in love for the first time.
Furthermore, there is always a kind of rush that is afraid of being amorous.
Feng Qin said "Ah" and looked up at the young boy's tight lips, not depressed. Even on the contrary, the other party's decision is more in line with his wishes.
If Lin Zhizhi wanted to find a Taoist companion now, then based on his current situation, it would be impossible to beat those thousand-year-old monsters like Kashu.
It doesn't matter if Lin Zhizhi wants to be enlightened, he has to be enlightened with him. When the time comes to ascend to the upper realm, they will be the legend of everyone in the human realm!
Rather than being hit, Little Phoenix strengthened his mind. He grinned and posted it again: "Well, I see."
Looking at his expression, Lin Zhizhi always felt that the other party did not take his rejection seriously, so he repeated it again: "I'm serious, you really don't like me."
The black-haired boy frowned and said "I'm serious" and it was too cute. Feng Qin automatically added countless halos to him, looking straight at him as a nympho.
"..."
Lin Zhizhi finally had no choice but to express it with action. He ignored Feng Qin, flung his sleeves and left the palace, walked inside to find a quiet place, and sat cross-legged to practice.
As long as this cold treatment continues, Feng Qin can't hold on for a few days, right? When he grows up, how big the whole world is, he will always meet a woman, um, or man who truly belongs to him.
The black-haired boy is gone, and it is meaningless for Feng Qin to lie on the railing outside alone. He quietly followed, leaning against the door, sitting with his knees in a daze, looking at Lin Zhizhi in a daze.
Is that what it feels like to be alone? Even if you do nothing, a very common thing, you will feel happy just by looking at it? O(￣▽￣)o Little Phoenix laughed uncontrollably, and buried his face in his knees, showing only a pair of eyes. From time to time, he lowered his head shyly, and took a peek at Lin Zhizhi again when he calmed down.
It is said that there is a hint of spring in this flying palace.
time flies.
In a blink of an eye, this flying palace had left the territory of the Sea Race and stepped onto the territory of the Human Race. The hearts of the two elders were also relieved, and they would return to the place of departure in three days.
It was night, and the silver-white moonlight was scattered all over the place. The night falls, covering everything and blurring everything that the eyes can reach.
The night is always tiring, especially after a long journey. Most of the disciples chose to sleep in a room in the palace, but only a few were still immersed in cultivation, including two elders.
They didn't realize it was right until someone stepped onto the deck!
The night on the flying palace is no longer a natural night sky. The overwhelming black mist formed a huge black net, covering the spiritual consciousness of the elders.
Above the black net, a lighthouse filled with coercion quietly guards the flying palace. Inside, there was a drop of golden blood floating, constantly changing Dao patterns.
If anyone sees it, they will be shocked-legend has it that after becoming an immortal, the blood will turn from red to gold. This was actually a drop of true fairy blood. It is it that exudes the aura of true immortality and completely isolates the atmosphere of the demons, and temporarily blinded the mirror of the human world.
The sudden attack of Mo Xiu was so sudden that no one had expected it.
When the Sea Clan fought with the Demon Clan and the Terran Clan participated in the war, he spent a huge price to "attack" such a flying magic weapon full of disciples. It was an incomprehensible behavior. The cost was far more than the gain. !
A genius disciple who has not grown up is just a disciple after all.
"You--" The two elders were frightened and angry, and a long roar awakened all the disciples. The first reaction was to send the letter first!
But after a try, this strange black mist isolated all spiritual power. Even the fluctuation of the magic weapon cannot penetrate it.
In an instant, several demonic cultivators of the same cultivation level had entangled them, forcing the two elders to fight with them in a big room, and had no time to take care of the other disciples.
The tide of magic cultivators rushed forward, and many disciples were faced with life-and-death struggles just after they were sober.
Lin Zhizhi is not sleepy, and has been consolidating his cultivation base during the foundation period. On the contrary, Feng Qin fell asleep while watching, almost running out of saliva.
After experiencing the tempering of the South Sea vortex, Lin Zhizhi's spiritual consciousness can be said to be the most outstanding among the disciples present. When the magic repair invaded, he was the first to react, grabbing Feng Qin, and avoiding a surprise attack by a black magic repair.
That Mo Xiu couldn't handle it with a single blow, and then hid his figure, completely unable to catch it with the naked eye.
Lin Zhizhi closed his eyes, asked the fairy sword, the thunder light circulated, and slammed into the void with a sudden shock.
With a muffled hum, the Demon Xiu was beaten out, half of his body numb. He muttered the formula silently, very fast, holding a black dagger, and rushing to fight the young man like a tiger.
Asking Xianjiange blocked the opponent's dagger. The dagger was obviously weird. It swallowed the thunder light of the sword body. For a while, Wen Xianjian could not move. Lin Zhizhi let go and kicked Mo Xiu in the abdomen with one blow, kicking him out.
However, there were many magic repairs, and soon someone took over the position of that magic repair.
The same goes for Fengqin, one to three. Although he looks young, the Feng Clan's magical powers are amazing, and the fire is so powerful that he does not let the wind fall.
Those who can follow to the Sea Clan are not the ones waiting for a while, and there have been no casualties for a while.
The two elders shouted angrily, the blue rays of light flourished, hundreds of blue sword lights filled the sky, and they fell towards the two leading demons with a special thunder formation. The famous Tiangang Sword Array was released with the Yuanying stage cultivation base, if it is normal, it is enough to destroy the world. But at this moment, a stream of Styx water, as black as ink, flowed down and caught the Tiangang sword formation.
This yin and evil thing is said to be a river only found in the of the Demon Realm, endless, and only the real mighty demon can detain a tributary from it.
The water of Styx is here, doesn't it mean...
The devil is here too?
"Who ordered you to attack me?" In despair, one of the elders was determined to use words to lure the other person over, breaking the black fog with the power of self-detonation, in exchange for a ray of life for the disciple.
However, Mo Xiu was not fooled. He said nothing, and the black mist rolled around his body, welcoming the sword light of the two elders.
As for the low-level disciples, as the number of demonic cultivators increased, there were finally casualties.
Everyone here has their own magic weapon to protect their lives. Whether it is given by the master or the family, they can withstand external forces in times of crisis and can send them away. What's more, like Fengqin, his father pumped a wisp of soul into his eyebrows to protect him.
However, everything is in vain in the face of the water of the Styx, which is known to block everything. Any spiritual power that can be transmitted to the outside world will be absorbed when facing this layer of Taiyin and black mist accompanying the water of Styx.
Elder Profound Shadow didn't understand, why did the Demon Race spend such a huge price just to stop these foundation-building disciples?
The battle became increasingly fierce.
Lin Zhizhi's opponents also changed from three to a magic repair who built the foundation of Dzogchen. This person is cunning in nature, has a higher cultivation base, and has a lot of actual combat experience. Even if the gods restraint, Lin Zhizhi can hardly breathe.
Between the two of them, they broke the dome of the palace and leaped to the sky.
Fengqin was surrounded by flames, and the strange fire entangled Mo Xiu and burned the opponent's arm. Follow Lin Zhiyi and come forward and say to him: "I will help you."
"No, take care of yourself." Contrary to Feng Qin's attitude, Lin Zhizhi took the time to respond, and by the way led his opponent away in the opposite direction.
Feng Qin is still young after all. Several life-saving magic weapons have been used in the magic repair's fateful attack. He can no longer put Little Phoenix in a dangerous situation, and the foundation of Dzogchen is too strong. If it is a sneak attack, it will be difficult for Feng Qin to fail.
Feng Qin was a little disappointed, so he had to turn around and continue to fight the demon cultivator, the fire was surging.
However, he didn't pay attention, the broken arm stopped falling. Then from a strange angle, rushed to the back of the black-haired boy!
He didn't find out until the teenager was approaching!
Feng Qin didn't have time to think about it, his body was much faster than his thinking, and he subconsciously waved his fire wings and threw himself to block the blow.
That arm penetrated his heart.
Even if it is a cultivator, no one can survive this injury before the Nascent Soul emerges.
...
How does death feel?
Feng Qin had never thought about this before.
He is the proud and willful little ancestor of the Feng Clan, and he is respected in the entire Xumi Fantasy Realm. You don't have to listen to Feng Shuang's words, but Feng Qin's order must be fulfilled.
The only sorrow and apprehension that came from meeting Lin Zhizhi.
But all the joy and heartbeat are also born of him.
He was in pain, and the pain surpassed any injuries he had suffered before. Maybe only thinking that if it wasn't for him to hurt, it was for the other party to hurt, which would make him better.
He knew he had no time.
Death came so slowly and so quickly.
At this moment, Feng Qin's figure disappeared. A huge blazing phoenix appeared in the sky, tore through the darkness, and a loud phoenix sound was heard.
Phoenix's real blood fell drop by drop, golden light overflowing. At the same time, the compassion of a true fairy came from the sky, and the smallpox fell and hindered the flow of the water of the river.
The number of sacred beasts is scarce, and the passing of each one will cause the world and the earth to sympathize with each other and spread the vision.
When Ruo Fengqin used his life to open up a glimmer of hope.
"Get out!"
The elders understand what is happening here. Although sorrowful for Feng Qin, at this time this channel that is gradually returning is their only hope! He screamed and signaled all the disciples to leave this passage quickly!
Lin Zhizhi only felt a pain in his chest. This sharp pain came suddenly, causing him to explode with ten percent strength, and angrily shattered the head of the devil who had hurt Feng Qin.
For the first time, he wanted to kill a person so desperately.
No, that's not human.
He wouldn't die even after receiving that blow, and it wasn't his heart that had a broken arm. However, Feng Qin stupidly used his body to block it, which actually harmed himself.
Why is it so stupid?
The flames in the night sky were too dazzling, making him a little dazzling for a while.
...
Feng Qin's consciousness gradually blurred, and he couldn't help but want to close his eyes.
However, closing his eyes is Eternal Night, and he is about to sink into darkness forever.
Is this the end? Fortunately, it's really exhausting to keep your spirits up.
Tired than anything else.
But... he still doesn't want to die.
A drop of water splashed on the calm water surface, causing ripples in circles.
If you die, what I said before will not count. There will be another person to replace him. Maybe it's some annoying blond man, or maybe someone else he doesn't know...
To replace him...
What do you do instead of him?
Take a walk? accompany? marriage?
do not do that.
he does not like.
Never.
The flame that was about to be extinguished finally rekindled slowly and firmly.
Illuminated half of the sky.
Feng Clan Nirvana, living toward death.