The Madonna of Immortal Cultivation

Lin Qingyang's hand holding the hilt of the sword paused, the blade glistened in the sun, the sharp tip was almost clinging to his neck, Shuji's head was forced back slightly by the tip of the sword, his jaw trembled a little, but Lin Qingyang's The hands are extremely steady, and there seems to be a storm in the eyes.

After a long time, the tip of the sword could not stab it down.

There was a flash of joy in Shuji's eyes, and he tried hard to restrain the corners of his mouth that were about to rise. He carefully raised his hand to push away the point of the sword pointing straight at his neck, glanced at Lin Qingyang, and found that Lin Qingyang was not angry, so he let go He took a few steps back in a breathless manner until he was out of the range of the dangerous sword.

He opened the corners of his mouth and smiled stiffly, "Don't be so impulsive, Fellow Daoist Lin, what's wrong with you? Do you want to fight and kill?"

At this moment, he no longer had the arrogance he had before, Lin Qingyang glanced at him lightly, Shuji shut his mouth immediately, and never spoke again.

Lin Qingyang put the sword back into the scabbard, and with a swipe sound, Shu Jiji finally let go of his heart. However, before he was too happy, a stabbing pain came from his heart, and his eyes widened in disbelief, stiffly Lowering his head, he looked at his bleeding chest, "You actually, dare to..."

Before the words fell, the whole person fell to the ground and died.

Lin Qingyang snorted softly, and looked contemptuously, "I said before, either you die or I live."

It's just this sentence, Shu Jiji, who died in peace, will never hear it again. He didn't understand until his death, Lin Qingyang, Lin Qingyang is just a little disciple of the Lin family, how dare he kill him as the young master?

But he is too unfamiliar with Lin Qingyang, just like Lin Zhiyan knows, don't mess with anyone, don't mess with this fighting madman whose eyes are smaller than a needle, and, in the Lin family, Lin Qingyang's grandfather is the great elder, and he is single A genius of Lingen, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he and Lin Zhiyan are in the same position.

If it weren't for this, Lin Qingyang wouldn't like to bully the young master so much. If the two people's identities were far apart, they might not even meet each other, and Lin Yunyuan did train him as Lin Zhiyan's right-hand man.

Not to mention that this is in a secret realm, even if it is in the outside world, if a young master with dual spiritual roots is killed, some people in Qianji Pavilion will applaud.

Smiling slightly, Lin Qingyang turned around and left without looking at the corpse lying on the ground.

If you dare to think about the young master, you must be prepared to die in peace.

Incense curled up, and the luxurious palace was as warm as spring in a fairyland.

Lin Zhiyan was lying crookedly on the imperial concubine's couch, gnawing a spirit fruit in his mouth, looking lazy and contented.He still doesn't know at this time that someone will die because of him in the fairyland, thousands of miles away, and he will never know.

Tsk, throwing away the gnawed fruit core, Lin Zhiyan thought aimlessly, when will Daddy leave the customs?

Originally coming back excitedly, but was told that the Patriarch is in retreat, Lin Zhiyan was still a little depressed.

There was nothing to do, and Lin Qingyang and his senior brother didn't come back, so Lin Zhiyan had been quite idle these days.

Suddenly, not far away, a wave of spiritual turbulence came from far and near, and it swayed slightly like a water wave, making people's consciousness clear. Lin Zhiyan looked to the southeast, it was Dad's retreat place!

Not caring about anything, Lin Zhiyan hurriedly walked towards the southeast. The aura fluctuated in a wide range. I am afraid that within an hour, many sects and aristocratic families would know about Lin Yunyuan's retreat.

Passing through the corridor and passing the delicately carved columns, Lin Zhiyan kept walking, his clothes were windy, he turned around a corner of the corridor, without noticing it for a moment, he bumped into the arms of Lin Yunyuan who had just left the customs.

"What's the matter? In such a hurry?" A doting voice came from above his head, Lin Zhiyan raised his head in surprise, and shouted, "Daddy!"

"Why, Yan'er misses me?" Even though Lin Yunyuan is several hundred years old, the face of a cultivator is not old, and he looks as handsome and mature as if he is in his 30s. At this time, he looked at Lin Yunyuan with a smile in his eyes. Zhiyan, Lin Zhiyan couldn't help being shocked, and muttered to himself: No wonder so many men and women desperately want to climb into the bed of the head of the family every year.

Lin Zhiyan said arrogantly, "Not really."

Lin Yunyuan was also willing to indulge his petty temper. Looking at the young boy who came out of the fairyland still intact, he said comfortingly, "My son has grown up, and he can take care of himself."

Lin Zhiyan grinned, showing his thin white teeth, looking pure and charming. Seeing Lin Yunyuan's increasingly unpredictable aura, he couldn't help saying, "Dad, is this advanced?"

Lin Yunyuan smiled and patted Lin Zhiyan's head, and said, "Yes, it's thanks to Yan'er's Yuehualian."

Lin Zhiyan's cheeks were slightly red, and he was a little embarrassed. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, he pulled up Lin Yunyuan's sleeve, and said excitedly, "Daddy, I'll show you something good."

Lin Yunyuan knew in his heart that Yan'er must have gotten some chance in the fairy secret realm, but Patriarch Lin had never seen any treasures in his life for hundreds of years. Looking at the boy's slightly flushed cheeks excitedly at this time, it didn't hurt him at all. , just nodded and smiled, "Oh? I want to see what good things Yan'er got?"

The two entered the study one after the other. Lin Zhiyan closed the door of the study mysteriously. Lin Yunyuan felt funny when he saw it. In this Lin family, who would dare to hang around near the master's study, but he didn't say anything , just smiled and looked at the boy as cautiously as a little squirrel hiding a pine cone.

Lin Zhiyan, who was dawdling, observed several times. After making sure that there was no one outside the study, he turned around and saw his father looking at him with a smile. Thinking of his behavior just now, Lin Zhiyan blushed, as if he felt that he was Stupid.

However, the young master would never admit it, he snorted arrogantly, looked at Lin Yunyuan's smiling but indifferent eyes, feeling depressed, why did his father always treat him as an ignorant child?

Lin Zhiyan moved his wrist slightly, took out the yellowed ancient book from the storage bracelet, handed it to Lin Yunyuan, pretended not to care and said, "No, I just got this book." Guang secretly glanced at Lin Yunyuan's reaction.

Lin Yunyuan laughed in his heart, but he didn't take his face off. He took the ancient book from Lin Zhiyan's hand, Lin Yunyuan lowered his head and stared.

Lin Zhiyan smiled secretly: I told you not to believe me, hum.

Lin Yunyuan was silent, his knuckle fingers slowly flipped through the yellowed pages. For a while, there was only the sound of flipping through the pages in the study. After a long time, Lin Yunyuan put down the ancient book, his eyes were serious, "Yan'er, how did you get this book?" of?"

Lin Zhiyan didn't know why, but seeing Lin Yunyuan's serious expression, he told the story obediently.

When it came to the battle against Greedy Wolf, Lin Zhiyan mentioned it without saying much. He is not the child who loved to cry when he was a child. There is no need to complain specifically about such things.

Lin Zhiyan didn't know, but his words made Lin Yunyuan's expression even more unpredictable.

Lin Yunyuan has always known that the luck of the Heavenly Spirit Body is ridiculous, but he didn't know that it would be so against the sky, and Yan'er got it without much effort. As a father, it is impossible for Lin Yunyuan not to worry.

Lin Zhiyan is still young now, and his cultivation has not yet reached that level, but Lin Yunyuan has been a top powerhouse for many years, and he can faintly see traces of the way of heaven.

Everything in this world has gains and losses, no one can rely on luck against the sky, and the only thing that can be explained is that those tribulations have not yet come.

Lin Yunyuan has seen too many young geniuses, and in the end he was beaten into mediocrity.

Lin Zhiyan glanced at his father's face secretly, and felt that it was too dark. He didn't understand why his father was still unhappy after getting such a treasure?

The young man tentatively asked, "Don't Daddy like it?"

Lin Yunyuan looked at the young man's cautious expression, and sighed, "Daddy likes it very much, but he is just worried about you."

Lin Zhiyan nodded half-understood, and quickly took out the pill and the prescription, "I got this in the secret realm, I can't tell what kind of pill it is, and these rice papers, everything written on it It’s some ancient formations and prescriptions.”

Lin Yunyuan picked up the pill bottle, opened it, poured out a pill, twisted it with his fingertips, and examined it carefully under the sunlight. The pill was glowing in the sun, and it looked extraordinary. .

Lin Yunyuan said in surprise, "It's the longevity pill."

Longevity Pill, which can prolong the life span of 500 years, can be encountered but not sought after, but Lin Zhiyan got such a bottle.

Lin Zhiyan's eyes lit up, "Then isn't this elixir very powerful?"

Lin Yunyuan swallowed the words again, and only said, "En."

He didn't read the remaining ancient scrolls, and knew that they must be very precious, but seeing the happy expression of the young man, he couldn't utter those guessing words.

That's all, the sky is falling and I'm going to block him, cultivating immortals, isn't it just to fight against the way of heaven!

Lin Yunyuan stretched his brows, looked at the somewhat cautious young man, and smiled in a low voice, "Yan'er, you did a good job."

Lin Zhiyan suddenly became depressed, "Of course."

The young man was full of vitality, smiling happily and flamboyantly. He paused for a while, and asked awkwardly, "Daddy, is Lin Qingyang's soul lamp still on?"

Lin Yunyuan was stunned. He knew that his son had never dealt with Lin Qingyang very much. He had never heard Lin Zhiyan mention Lin Qingyang in front of him. I think the relationship between the two of them has improved a lot during this trip to the secret realm?

Lin Yunyuan said indifferently, "His soul lamp is still on." Looking at the boy's indistinct relief, he smiled and said, "Why, didn't you hate that kid before and gritted your teeth? Now remember Concerned about his coming?"

Lin Zhiyan argued, "No, it's just to see if he's dead or not."

Lin Yunyuan said seriously, "Yan'er, Lin Qingyang has outstanding talent, and he will definitely be your right-hand man in the future. No matter what, as a father, I still hope that you can get along well."

Lin Zhiyan pouted. "oh."