Lin Xuanzhen followed into the courtyard, and sure enough, he saw Zhang Fang squatting on a horse.

This is the basic skill of martial arts training in the secular world.

Zhang Fang, a scholar who has no power to restrain the chicken, and has four walls, where does he have the conditions to practice martial arts and strengthen his body?

There is no way to know how to start practicing martial arts.

If Zhang Fang's behavior had nothing to do with Qiu Zhengyang, Lin Xuan really wouldn't believe it.

I can't see that Qiu Zhengyang is a cold-faced and hot-hearted arrogant young master!

Need the kind that is often complimented.

"Zhang Fang, why did you squat up the horse?" Lin Xuanzhen asked knowingly.

Zhang Fang glanced at Qiu Zhengyang inquiringly, and waited for him to nod slightly before straightening up his trembling legs.

He put his hands on his knees, slowed his breath, and then gasped and replied: "Young Master Qiu, no, Senior Brother Qiu said that squatting can make me feel the operation of the qi in my body, and when my body is strong, it will be much easier to sense that trace of aura in the air." ”

Lin Xuanzhen is very relieved, she likes this kind of brotherhood and brotherhood!

"Senior Brother Qiu, you did a good job. ”

Qiu Zhengyang's originally somewhat cold expression disappeared immediately, a trace of blush appeared on his face, and his ears were slightly red.

He still pretended to be calm and said, "Senior sister praised it falsely, this is what I should do." ”

Lin Xuanzhen didn't poke him, took out a spirit sword from the storage bracelet, handed it to Qiu Zhengyang, and said with a straight face: "Senior Brother Qiu, this spirit sword is called Ziyang, and it can be regarded as a congratulatory gift from Senior Sister to you." I hope you can keep your original intention and move forward. ”

You have to work hard to cultivate and ascend early, Senior Brother Qiu!

Lin Xuanzhen silently wished in her heart that if there was one more person who could soar, she would be able to explore the possibility of her own life experience.

She rarely refines spirit swords, because spirit swords only have high requirements for materials, and don't have much requirements for refining methods.

It was too unchallenging for her.

What's more, as long as they have learned a little bit of refining techniques, most people tend to build their own spirit swords by themselves.

This Ziyang Sword was one of the few spirit swords that she had personally refined.

It is most suitable for people with a pure yang physique, and there is also a Xuanyin sword that is suitable for a pure yin physique, which matches this purple yang sword.

But at present, it seems that Chu Yi, who has a pure yin physique, has not shown particularly good potential, and of course she will not rush to send the sword to her.

Qiu Zhengyang held back his joy, his expression was still pretending not to care, but his body was very honest, and he couldn't wait to bow down and take the Ziyang Sword with both hands.

His voice couldn't hide the tremor caused by being too excited: "Thank you Senior Sister Lin, I will work hard!"

After finishing the tsundere young master, Lin Xuanzhen continued to focus on Zhang Fang.

Zhang Fang is a standard weak scholar, although he is not skinny, but he really has nothing to look at.

Compared with a vigorous teenager like Qiu Zhengyang, he is not brilliant at all.

His overall temperament is gentle and he looks like a nerd.

After looking at it a few times, Lin Xuanzhen had a trace of hesitation, can such a person really take the position of the head of the Heavenly Thunder Sect?

Qiu Zhengyang couldn't put it down and stroked the spirit sword back and forth several times, only to find that Senior Sister Lin was paying attention to Zhang Fang again.

He tried to establish a good image in front of Senior Sister Lin, so he took the initiative to express his merit and said, "Senior Sister Lin, don't worry. Zhang Fang is from Yunhe City, that is, my person, I will help him to draw qi into his body. ”

Lin Xuanzhen turned his head to look at Qiu Zhengyang and said with a smile: "The city lord of Yunhe City is your father, right?"

Qiu Zhengyang was shocked, he didn't understand when he revealed his identity, and denied it in a bit of a panic: "No...... Who did you listen to?"

Lin Xuanzhen smiled mysteriously, but he didn't say directly: "I heard that the city lord of Yunhe City was in a hurry a while ago, and he has always wanted to find out his son with pure yang physique and send him to the Freedom Gate to cultivate!"

"Senior Brother Qiu...... Are you running away from home?!" When Zhang Fang heard this, he couldn't help but look at Qiu Zhengyang with wide eyes.

The Freedom Gate and the Heavenly Thunder Gate are on par with the big sects, and the Freedom Gate is slightly better than the Heavenly Thunder Gate in terms of forging bodies, so it is a good place to ask for immortals.

I heard that the city lord of Yunhe City used to be a disciple of the Freedom Gate.

However, the biggest difference between the Freedom Sect and other sects in the cultivation realm is the cultivation of Buddhism.

That is, the monk sect.

Qiu Zhengyang's face changed, and it took a long time before he said: "That Zizaimen, you want to shave your head! My father moved his mortal heart and left Zizaimen, but he wanted me to go back to be a disciple, it was really too much!"

The eldest filial son, Zhang Fang, didn't quite agree with this, and said: "Senior Brother Qiu, you're not right! City Lord Qiu is also painstaking, and it's not easy to enter the free door!"

Seeing that Qiu Zhengyang's face sank and he was about to blow up his hair again, Lin Xuanzhen hurriedly said: "It's okay, the matter of your cultivation in the Heavenly Thunder Gate, City Lord Qiu already knows." ”

She deliberately paused and looked at Qiu Zhengyang's ugly face, before continuing: "City Lord Qiu only said that if you can't win the top ten in the Eight Great Sects United Contest in the coming year, I will come and take you home. ”

Hearing this, Qiu Zhengyang's tense face, which had not yet receded from baby fat, finally relaxed a lot.

"Senior Sister Lin, don't worry, I will always be a disciple of the Heavenly Thunder Sect!"

"In that case, why don't you hurry up and cultivate? This time the sect competition is the competition of all the disciples of the same level in the past ten years, if you can't win the sect competition and get the quota to participate in the joint competition, you will be taken back by the Qiu City Lord. ”

"Yes, Senior Sister Lin, I will definitely work hard to cultivate!" Qiu Zhengyang said so, but he carried the Ziyang Sword Pestle in the courtyard, insisting on seeing what Senior Sister Lin was doing with Zhang Fang.

couldn't leave Qiu Zhengyang, Lin Xuanzhen didn't pay attention to him anymore, and only put his mind on Zhang Fang, who had zero physique.

"Zhang Fang, take off the sect's uniform. She didn't know what she was saying.

In her cognition, the people in the cultivation realm had already transcended the dogmas and rules of the mundane world.

Originally, this was true, but Zhang Fang was a little roundabout, he grabbed the collar of his robe tightly, and looked at this senior sister in disbelief.

In broad daylight, two men and one woman, untidy clothes, what kind of body is it?!

Qiu Zhengyang's face changed drastically, and he was about to stop it, but he saw Lin Xuanzhen take out a thing and put it in the courtyard.

It was a rough tub, of course, compared to the delicate little tub sold to White Frost.

She pinched the water trick, filled the tub, pressed a button on the edge, and the water heated up automatically and began to steam.

When the water temperature reached the ideal state, she threw two pills into it.

The clear hot water instantly became turbid, but with the overflowing fragrance of plants and trees, it really opened Fang's eyes greatly.

She turned around and saw Zhang Fang still tugging at his collar and was stunned, and said dissatisfiedly: "Aren't you faster?"

Zhang Fang came back to his senses, ashamed of his dirty thoughts, lowered his head and hurriedly untied the sect's uniform, and climbed into the bathtub.