Chapter Seventy-Six: The foundation soars

In other words, this Lin Yifan, since he knew this Xuanxuzi, although he knew that this old man who seduced himself to learn art with one mind must have some ability, but Lin Yifan, who didn't know anything about this cultivation, didn't know how much ability he had at all.

And since he went up to Quanfeng, although he also learned from the mouths around him that the old man Xuan Xuozi was very amazing, however, he had never really seen what methods he had, so after this half-push and half-apprenticeship, he had always been suspicious in his heart.

It's just that after today's Xuanxuzi showed his hand in front of Lin Yifan's eyes, it really not only opened the eyes of this Lin Yifan, who didn't know the height of the sky, but also conquered this kid from the inside out.

"Now, old man, you see that the chair you asked for is here, that old man of yours is thirsty after a busy day for me, or I will pour you a glass of water......

"Now, old man, your shoulders are sore today, why don't I rub your shoulders for you?"

......

"Alas, why is my good clump of bamboo so now, it stinks to death......"

At this time, in the courtyard dam, under the bombardment of Lin Yifan's strange and repeated sycophant kung fu, Xuan Xuozi who was lying on the chair could only helplessly say a few words and finally lost the battle and said: "Little rabbit cub...... Can you get out of here now, don't keep dangling in front of me, okay?......"

"Okay, good ......" Lin Yifan saw that his sycophant kung fu was a little too much, so he quickly nodded and replied with a bow, and then said: "Na, my immortal, don't be angry first, I'll get out immediately, get out now........."

"Get out of ......"

"Good, good...... I'll get out, I'll get out of ......"

Under Xuan Xuozi's incessant laughter and scolding, Lin Yifan slipped away with joy and followed Xue Zilin and his wife to clean up the trivial things after refining the medicine.

............

Looking forward to the Mid-Autumn Festival every year, the fog and rain are sad every year.

In a blink of an eye, between this Sumeru, a few months have passed, here, it is late autumn, and the green mountains and green trees inside and outside Wangquan Peak are still green, but under this layer of green, there is still a faint hint of depression.

At this time, not far from the misty Fengjian Pavilion, there was already a cluster of wooden huts at some point, the room was not big, and there was nothing else in the house except for a wooden bed.

Outside his house, a figure was sitting on the bench in the phoenix pavilion in a dejected manner, looking at the ruined bench in front of him, which was still missing a long section, and he didn't know how to feel.

Suddenly, with the sound of small footsteps coming from outside the pavilion, the figure came back to its senses with a somewhat sluggish expression, and turned its head to look in the direction from which the voice came.

When I could see the person clearly, the person's voice was already a little hoarse, and then it sounded in the pavilion: "Xiaoyou, you are finally here?"

"Yes, I said I'd come back to you if I didn't die......"

"Of course, of course I remember, and I didn't believe that you died so easily, so I waited here for you and didn't leave ......"

"You're very honest?"

"Of course, people cannot stand in the world without faith......"

"Hmm......" The man nodded and said, "That's why I'm here......"

"Since Xiaoyou is here, let's hurry up! Presumably, under the guidance of that gentleman, it will be easy to take my life with your current state......

"Hehehe......" The man smiled and said, "I can't imagine that after so many years, my brother is still so anxious about begging for death?"

"Hehehe......" Seeing that the person who came smiled, the down-and-out person in the pavilion also smiled and said: "I didn't expect Xiaoyou's mouth to be so powerful!"

"...... each other," the man smiled, and then added, "Ask you a few questions......

"Little friend, please say ......"

"When you came to Fengjian Pavilion to kill my sister and brother that day, you must have been entrusted by someone!"

"Of course, I was entrusted ......"

"Reason ?......"

"I don't know exactly what the reason is, I only know that before that incident, that female doll killed a rich boy in Qingshan Town, outside the southern city, and I was entrusted to do the deeds of loyalty......"

"Whom?" asked the man.

"Little friend, I said that people should not stand in the world without faith, since you know that I am entrusted by others, why do you force me so much!"

At this time, the person who came saw that the down-and-out person did not want to say the person behind the scenes, so he turned around and looked at the misty phoenix pinch cliff outside the phoenix pinch pavilion and said: "I'm done asking, you go, I won't kill you......"

"Hehehe......" The down-and-out man smiled bitterly and said: "Xiaoyou, if you and I weren't made by providence, I must be willing to give you such a year-old friend, now, although you don't want to kill me, but since you are here, I must still give you an explanation......"

"What kind of explanation?"

"Since everything starts from this phoenix pavilion, then let it all end in this phoenix pavilion! If you really have an afterlife, then please see us in the next life......

Before the words could be completely spoken, the person who was originally sitting on the bench of the Feng Pinch Pavilion rose up like a lightning bolt at this moment, rushed towards the bench that had already been broken for a long time, and finally jumped into the misty Feng Pinch Cliff......

At this time, the man slowly watched the figure that was getting smaller and smaller in front of him finally disappear, but for some reason he couldn't see a trace of joy on his face, but a sad and helpless face.

"Senior sister, I...... Am I doing something wrong......"

"Senior sister, I am ...... Shouldn't you be ruthless and kill him to avenge you?"

"But, senior sister, why can't I do it in the end?"

"Huh?"

"Ah...... Yes...... Ahh

With this long roar full of doubts, the saddest longing hidden in Lin Yifan's heart was finally completely released at this moment, and then it echoed endlessly in the distant void......

However, now, for his soul-inspired torture, at this moment, no one can answer him whether it is right or wrong.

With Lin Yifan's long roar, after drowning in the sky inside and outside the phoenix cliff, he finally quieted down quietly, thinking carefully about the rights and wrongs of everything that had happened.

............

As Lin Yifan recalls the bits and pieces of the past, our camera also quietly came to those months ago......

It is said that on that day, the day after Xuanxuzi refined the immortal spirit liquid for Lin Yifan, he personally built the foundation for him in the green bamboo house.

Although it only took a few hours for Lin Yifan to build the foundation as Xue Zilin guessed, the final result was still beyond the 108,000 miles he expected.

Because this Lin Yifan has excellent roots, plus the essence of the immortal-grade quenching bone pill given by Mr. Lazy Donkey, a strange man of the current generation.

In addition, the Xuanxuzi was even more with the treasure of the Zhengu that he begged for in the hands of Mr. Lazy Donkey, the Blue Blood Red Lotus, and the three-leaf golden silk lotus was supplemented by many rare and genuine elixirs found in the Immortal Cloud Sect, with the help of the immortal-grade foundation building spiritual liquid that he refined.

Lin Yifan's cultivation began on the day the foundation was built, and he had been personally guided by this Xuanxuzi, and in the next half a month, his inner cultivation had been "rubbing" upward, and finally, under the human intervention of Xuanxuzi, it stopped in the Xuanxu, the watershed of the cultivation realm.

Now, for this realm that took only half a month to reach the level that ordinary people took decades to reach, it really responded to Li Xinmei's words: people have to die more than people, and goods have to be lost......

In the following days, Lin Yifan was trained by Xue Zilin and his wife and his Xuan Xuzi in turn, just today, in the past few months, if you only talk about this sword, sword, halberd, fist and foot kung fu, under the premise that Xue Zilin and his wife do not use internal cultivation, he will already be able to fight with them inseparably.

To sum up, today's Lin Yifan, although he is not a first-class master in the cultivation realm of the Eastern Dragon Divine Prefecture, however, compared with people of the same age, he can be regarded as the best among the people who stand out from the crowd.

It's just that, for some reason, early this morning, Lin Yifan learned from the mouth of the Xuanxuzi that the sour-clothed Xiucai who sniped Lin Yifan's sister and brother that day was still living behind the Phoenix Pinching Pavilion, and Lin Yifan carried the sword in Xue Zilin's room without saying a word, and hurriedly walked towards the Phoenix Pinching Cliff.

It's just that when his figure hurried to the foot of the mountain towards the phoenix cliff, for some reason, the trace of anger and murderous intent that originally sprung up in his heart gradually dissipated a lot, and finally slowed down.

And when he stepped on the Fengjian Pavilion and stood in front of the sour-clothed Xiucai, he suddenly found that the person in front of him was no longer like the enemy who vowed to die with him a few months ago, but more like a down-and-out old man who was wagging his tail and begging for mercy in this world, and there was no trace of the original arrogance and vitality in his body!

At this moment, although the tone of his voice was still so cold, the anger and murderous intent in his heart had long since disappeared without a trace due to the changes in the person in front of him.

As for Sour Yi Xiucai, although he no longer felt the murderous intent in Lin Yifan's heart, he himself knew better that he didn't want to avenge his senior sister, but that he was pitying himself because of the kindness of your low heart.

Therefore, the sour clothes Xiucai, who has already figured out all this, has died now, what else can he do to make the best of both worlds for the two of them?