Chapter 8: One Year's Time

Lin Yang couldn't put into words what he saw at this moment. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The spirit summoning incense, which was originally only the size of a finger, stood in the room like a pillar at the moment, and the thick volume of the thighs was as high as more than a foot long, which made Lin Yang's heart tremble and stunned at the same time.

He realized at this moment that the vial in his hand was definitely an existence against the sky, an existence beyond the innate grade, and he suppressed the excitement in his heart, and suddenly looked stunned, and said strangely, since this is the case, doesn't it mean that as long as the thing is put into the vial, the better the effect, and there is no limit.

Thinking of this, Lin Yang couldn't help but shake his head, if this is the case, then this vial is too rebellious, there must be some limitations that he didn't find, or other effects.

In the midst of the groaning, Lin Yang summoned the spirit incense into the storage bag, took out the spirit chapter and looked at it, he remembered that after the fourth layer of the spirit chapter, there was a spell that could isolate the breath, and if you wanted to use it, you needed an array eye that could attract a lot of spiritual energy.

Early the next morning, in order not to attract attention, Lin Yang walked towards the timber courtyard with an axe on his back.

But for some reason, Lin Yang felt that when he stepped out of the door, along the way, many disciples who were originally anxiously rushing to their respective mission areas looked stunned the moment they saw Lin Yang, and immediately stopped and pointed at Lin Yang, with an indescribable disdain, which made Lin Yang frown and feel uneasy.

"Could it be that the vial thing is exposed, no, why this kind of look. ”

Suppressing the apprehension in his heart, Lin Yang looked at those people suspiciously, jumped past several people, Lin Yang deliberately slowed down, pricked up his ears, and listened to their self-talk and the discussion between each other.

"He's Lin Yang?"

"Not really. ”

The questioning young man was startled, his expression changed, and his eyes were puzzled: "But look at this person like this, it's not like it." ”

"Senior brother, well-dressed beast, that's what he's talking about. ”

......

"Eh, isn't this the small village of Sanhe, a person with special fetishes, it seems to be called Lin Yang, yes, Lin Yang. ”

"Looking at this person's appearance, I'm afraid I don't know that my shameless and indecent things have been exposed. ”

"It's really the scum of our master's sect, such a disgusting person, he is sick to his stomach when he sees him, fortunately, the outer disciples, men and women are divided, otherwise this person is perverted, and I don't know how many junior sisters will be harmed. ”

......

"Hugh wants to talk nonsense, this kind of thing chasing after the wind and shadows, it is better not to pass it on. ”

"I'm telling the truth. ”

"Since you are so sure, then I ask you why the deacons and elders of the outer gate did not intervene to stop it. ”

"Stop, this kind of thing that everyone knows, the elders and deacons are ashamed, they can't avoid it, how can they come forward, the junior brother doesn't know, many people passed by this person's house that day, and heard this person's **** unbearable words. ”

"What words?"

"Suck me, suck me..."

......

At this time, Sun Nian, who was in his own house, lit the spiritual incense and vomited, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were fierce, and he yelled at the door: "You don't know that Lao Tzu is vomiting every morning, and he dares to disturb him, and he can't find death." ”

As soon as the words fell, a few aggrieved voices immediately came from outside the door, "No, Senior Brother Sun, I heard rumors about that kid." ”

Sun Nian frowned, without any intention of getting up, and snorted coldly, "That kid?"

"It's that kid from Sanhe Village, Lin Yang. ”

Hearing this, Sun Nian looked impatient, and scolded: "If you have something to say, if you have a fart, hurry up and let it go to Lao Tzu, don't delay Lao Tzu's cultivation." ”

"Oh oh oh, that's right, that kid has a special fetish, he actually likes to abuse animals, and... The little white monkey you are thinking about can't be eaten, it is rumored that it is a female monkey, and it is thought to have been defiled by Lin Yang..."

Walking on the road, listening to various versions of gossip in his ears, Lin Yang finally understood what it was.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Yang ran to the wood courtyard as fast as he could, under the eyes of many disdainful and eccentric, looked at the little white monkey, and said speechlessly: "They say that you are a female monkey, I have been with you for five years, how do I not know, come on, come on, let me see, you are male and female." ”

Lin Yang, who rarely joked, smiled and was about to reach out to the little white monkey to grab it, but under the other party's hissing, Lin Yang suddenly had a strong wind, and under the numbness, the red mark over the bridge of his nose appeared on his face again.

Lin Yang didn't pay attention to these words he heard in the morning, this kind of thing, Lin Yang was used to it, he still remembered that when he was in Sanhe Village, because of the sudden return of Lin's father, many children chased Lin Yang and scolded the wild children, from the initial anger, adaptation, and habit, to today's ignorance and deafness, Lin Yang seems extremely calm, and whenever this time, there will be a deep loneliness hidden in Lin Yang's eyes.

In this way, Lin Yang's perverted name and hobbies spread throughout the outer sect of the Yuan Master Sect.

Every time they met Lin Yang, they couldn't help but taunt behind their backs, so that after completing heavy tasks every day, they had the topic of returning at night, and the protagonist of this topic gradually became difficult to see after a month.

From seeing each other once in four or five days, to ten days and twenty days, and now it is difficult to see each other in January, and finally everyone gradually forgot about Lin Yang's existence, and at the same time forgot to talk about Lin Yang's topic.

From the first day Lin Yang joined the Yuan Yuan Master Sect, it has been a year now.

In the past year, Lin Yang has lived a simple life, if it weren't for the need to report to the miscellaneous servants and the dining room every month, Lin Yang would probably not appear.

In the meantime, there are two batches of new disciples who have passed the assessment and selected Yuemu Peak, and they have also heard of Lin Yang's rumors, in order to make friends with old disciples, these new disciples actually turned over Lin Yang's topic again, and every time they saw old disciples, they would ask "Senior brother, have you heard of Lin Yang's name?" In this way, Lin Yang, who originally talked very little, was once again pushed into the limelight by the outer disciples.

At this moment, in a house filled with a strange fragrance of lotus, Lin Yang was calming down and concentrating, constantly exhaling.

The white smoke that kept rushing in and out of his mouth and nose was like two silver dragons constantly churning, and the aura was swirling, making Lin Yang, who was meditating with his fingers, look as if he was shrouded in white light, which was extremely strange.

The spirit calling incense that was used by Lin Yang as an eye, with thick thighs was not much left, and the rich spiritual power that permeated the room seemed to have a pair of big hands that were not walking in the traction, and after drifting away from Lin Yang, it automatically reversed and returned, repeating itself and repeating it, constantly circulating, and beside Lin Yang, the little white monkey who was still sleepy, although he was sleeping, but the rather dishonorable white hair, there was even a trace of spirit striving to drill into it first.

After the fourth layer of the spiritual chapter, the formation of isolating the breath has long been learned by Lin Yang, keeping in mind that the most eye-catching spirit incense will last for a long time, so that this formation can not only isolate the breath, but also allow the ignited spirit incense aura to gather a little and not disperse for a long time.

At this moment, Lin Yang suddenly felt as if there was a fire burning in his abdomen, and this fire-like breath continued to swim from the eight veins of Lin Yangqi's meridians, gathering, gathering a little, forming a small bead the size of a fist.

This small bead is transparent, surrounded by silver, the moment the gathering is completed, Lin Yang's head seems to have made a heavy blow, and with a roar, an extremely thin breath overflows from the body in an instant, although this breath is extremely light, but it has a bit of power, and the aura summoned by the spirit incense in the stirring room is constantly wriggling and churning.

A spiritual consciousness that seems to be mentioned in the spiritual chapter, like water droplets dripping on the surface of the river, ripples in circles, rushing from the center of Lin Yang's eyebrows in all directions, constantly scanning, even if his eyes are closed, just sensing, everything within five meters of the surrounding area, Lin Yang can see clearly, and it is extremely clear, if you want to see, this spiritual consciousness is like a thought like an eye, and any point within the coverage of the spiritual consciousness appears in an instant.

Lin Yang, who didn't dare to be careless, hurriedly suppressed the excitement in his heart and continued to vomit.

I don't know how long it took, and a muffled "jumping" sound suddenly appeared.

Lin Yang, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, opened his eyes suddenly, and the clothes on his body were like inflated balls at the moment, propped up, and the breath that erupted from the countless pores of his skin and arms was like a flood of open valves, fierce and majestic, and its sound echoed throughout the house, and there was a momentum of beating drums.

"The first layer of the spirit has finally broken through!"

Lin Yang, who was full of energy, roared, and under the constant roar of the little white monkey, he smelled an unpleasant smell.

In addition to the smell, there was also a strong smell of sweat, and the qi that filled the placket gradually disappeared, and the whole thing was attached to Lin Yang's body, making Lin Yang extremely uncomfortable.

Lin Yang understood that this smell was the garbage that he rejected after breaking through the aura into the body and refining, he didn't know if he didn't look at it, and even Lin Yang was startled when he saw it, he really didn't expect that there were so many dirts in his body.

Taking off his clothes, Lin Yang stood in the house with one foot, pulled the red thread that dripped on the corner, and a stream of clear water flowed out of the tile hole above his head, flowing on Lin Yang's body, washing the dirt on Lin Yang's body.

When Lin Yang put on the clothes he had prepared earlier, he looked at the many spiritual qi in the room, opened his mouth and swallowed it, and inhaled it into his stomach.

At this moment, a soft knock on the door broke the silence.

"Who?" Lin Yang, who was frowning, waved his hand and grabbed it, and the spirit summoning incense with the thick arm was immediately extinguished.

"Your sister, Lin Ruoyu. ”