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Chapter 10 Likes
The sunset glow in the west is like a raging fire, licking the sky where the sun is fading, and the surrounding clouds seem to be bathed in a sea of red flames.
Yan Shen stopped and turned to face Ling Yan.The servant who was cleaning his boots at his feet was caught off guard for a moment, and fell to the ground on his face, thrown in all directions.
However, this kind of trivial matter is obviously not what the young master of the Yan family should care about.
He stared at Han Xing, looked straight at Ling Yan on the competition stage, still had his usual arrogant smile on his face, and slightly parted his thin lips: "I think I may have found the reason for your breakthrough during the competition. It's my way Did it hit your past story? So it led to a breakthrough in your state of mind?"
What Yan Shen said was so straightforward that Ling Yan was shocked and broke away from the mysterious state just now.
Shock appeared in Ling Yan's eyes, and he looked at his hands blankly, only to see ten crescent-shaped blood marks of different sizes appearing on the palms of both hands.Just now, his mood fluctuated too much, and he clenched his hands subconsciously, his nails sank into the flesh of his palm, and strands of blood spilled from the wound.
Because of the existence of the system, Ling Yan selectively thought that the promotion of the level was just to reach the full level of cultivation points.Unexpectedly, from the ninth level of Qi training to the early stage of foundation establishment, his state of mind was forcibly raised at the same time.
But he was caught off guard for a while, and almost fell into a demon.
This is it!
If Ling Yan knew that the promotion of the great state is accompanied by the forced elevation of the state of mind, he would not be promoted on the martial arts arena, at least he must find a place that is clean and uninhabited, and upgrade quietly.
Ling Yan tightened his hands, retracted them and placed them by his side, and said sincerely to Yan Shen: "Thank you."
The corners of Yan Shen's eyes slightly raised, and he said softly, "No thanks."
As the young master of the Yan family, he is naturally well-informed, the way Ling Yan caught him talking nonsense just now, it is obvious that a demon has entered his body.
Such things as inner demons are not terrible even if they are said to be scary, and it is not so bad to say that they have no influence at all.It's like eating a barbed fish in a room with no lights on, and then choking on that annoying fishbone in your throat, it's very uncomfortable.Some people ignore it, drink some water and some vinegar, and the fishbone will go down if they can’t swallow the food; while some people are unlucky, a fishbone may kill him, go down the esophagus, cut the esophagus, Or cause gastric perforation.
The higher the cultivation level of a monk, the more likely he is to encounter inner demons. It is quite rare for a person like Ling Yan to have inner demons as soon as the foundation is established.
As for what Ling Yan said when the inner demon entered his body, Yan Shen didn't take it to heart at all.Because the words of people with demons in their bodies are often wrong, and the meaning is confused. Instead of trying to understand those words, it is better to go home and have dinner early.Anyway, as long as you remember one sentence, let him talk and let him talk, and the breeze blows the hills.
Seeing that Ling Yan was fine, Yan Shen turned around and wanted to leave.
"and many more!"
Sooner or later, a corner of the snow-blue robe flashed in front of Yan Shen's eyes, he stared and raised his eyes, but Ling Yan's movement teleported in front of him.
"I want to compete with you again." Ling Yan said seriously.
"Okay." Yan Shen readily agreed, "Time and place."
"Five days later, at the moment of the hour, at the top of Yunfeng."
"it is good."
"Bring your Qiyao Sword, don't say 'let me give you a hand' again!"
"……it is good."
Yan Shen smiled and said: "If this is your request, I will be more than happy."
Yan Shen was [-] years old, just the year of the weak crown, the most vigorous age, monks of this age have a natural enthusiasm and interest in learning from each other and inviting them to fight.
He was tall and slender, about the same height as Ling Yan, but because he was wearing a luxurious gold and jade crown, his shadow was a finger length taller than Ling Yan's shadow.At this moment, with a smile in his eyes, he stretched out his hand towards Ling Yan with the noble demeanor of a son of aristocratic family.
Ling Yan stared at his hand for a long time, not knowing what to do.In normal life, Ling Yan often held hands with Fang Baiyu, but that guy would often take the opportunity to throw him over the shoulder, and then laughed beside him, which once caused Ling Yan to have a psychological shadow on shaking hands .
Facing Yan Shen's outstretched hand, Ling Yan was obviously at a loss.
This guy won't throw him over the shoulder too, will he?
That's really scary!
But Yan Shen is also a noble young master after all, so he shouldn't do such a shameless thing, right?
Ling Yan, who had a heart full of sympathy, raised his hand and gave Yan Shen a quick high-five with a nervous heart in his arms.
Nothing happened.
Ling Yan relaxed slightly.
"Goodbye." Ling Yan said.
"Well, goodbye." Yan Shen also said, bypassing the place where Ling Yan was standing, and walked outside the martial arts arena, a group of servants and younger brothers hurriedly followed.
He was wearing a red robe, with unicorns embroidered on the front and back of his body, and the golden auspicious clouds on the cuffs and hem fluttered up and down with his walking movements, lifelike. There was a jade belt around his waist and an exquisite waist card, which showed an elegant temperament. , The extravagance is compelling.
When Yan Shen walked in the martial arts arena, it was as if the God of Wealth had fallen into an earthen stove, forming a stark contrast with the simple-clad civilian disciples around him.
Ling Yan stared at Yan Shen's leaving figure in a daze, then looked at the right hand he had just high-fived with that person, and thought: The young master of the Yan family, who is proud on the surface, sometimes has an unexpectedly good temper.
Well!
There was a sudden pain in my heart.
Could it be the sequelae of the demon entering the body?Ling Yan felt that he might have to go to the infirmary to have a look.
Of course, there is no such thing as an infirmary in the realm of comprehension, but no sword sect has a herb garden for its disciples to see doctors and get medicine.
Ling Yan looked around and found that his friend Fang Baiyu was fighting someone on the stage, and it seemed that he couldn't solve it for a while.So, after telling Fang Baiyu not to wait for him after the entrusting competition, Ling Yan went to the herb garden alone.
The medicinal herb garden is located on the hillside of Wuyi Sword Sect's Lingyao Mountain, surrounded by a large green bamboo forest. If you look at it from a distance, you can only see a piece of greenery, but you can't find the exact location of the medicinal herb garden.Lingyao Mountain is the quietest place of Wuyi Sword Sect. Generally, no disciples come here, and birds and insects are singing all the year round, but this place is even more quiet and deserted.
Although Ling Yan saw the strange atmosphere in the herb garden last time, he didn't notice any danger.What's more, the white-robed brother who gave him the medicine was also very gentle and patient.
The weirdness in the herb garden seems to be just because it is a place to see a doctor, and then it is inevitably contaminated with a little yin.Ling Yan didn't know if it was right to use the word Yin Qi to describe it, but in the world of grotesque and bizarre cultivation, anything is possible.
Knock knock knock!
Ling Yan stretched out his slender fingers, and gently knocked on the closed door with his knuckles.
No one responded.
"Is anyone there? Is Senior Brother there? I'm here to see a doctor!" Ling Yan shouted inside.
But after a long time, no one responded.
Moreover, before he knew it, the mist in the mountains condensed into water droplets, and it began to rain slowly around the herb garden.
The rain was as fine as a line, pattering, and the crystal raindrops splashed on the surface of the bamboo leaves, and the cold air permeated.The dark clouds in the sky gathered together like a market, blocking the already weak sunlight.
If the herb garden was in spring just now, then this place seems to be in the chill and coldness of early winter.
The cultivation world is like spring all the year round, and there is almost no change of spring, summer, autumn and winter.The major mountains of Wuyi Sword Sect are protected by formations, and the temperature change is even closer to zero.But the formation can be modified. In order to help the herbs grow, the elders in Baobuqi Herb Garden have adjusted the formation so that the herb garden is sometimes spring and sometimes winter.
Therefore, Ling Yan didn't feel anything strange about the temperature change.The cold air penetrated into his clothes along the neckline, and he couldn't help shivering. He couldn't help tightening the robe around his body, and turned around to leave.
It seems that there is no one in the herb garden today, so he should come back tomorrow.
Just at this time, the door opened without a sound, and the frosty cold air came out, and a cold and thin hand grabbed Ling Yan's wrist.
At that moment, Ling Yan felt as if he had touched a piece of extremely cold ice, and his entire arm froze immediately.
"Sorry, it's cold to you. Cough cough cough."
The voice is warm and gentle, like jade and stone hitting each other.
At the same time, following the sound of this voice, Ling Yan felt that the hand holding his wrist began to become warmer. If he felt it carefully, he could feel that all the blood vessels in that hand were beating, as if there was warm blood flowing for a moment. keep pouring into it.
In an instant, the dark clouds receded, the cold rain stopped, and the surrounding temperature seemed to return from winter to spring.
Ling Yan turned his head and saw a man in white robe smiling apologetically at him.
Although the white-robed man was still covered from head to toe, even half of his face was tightly covered, but through those eyes that were as clear and gentle as an autumn lake, Ling Yan could clearly see the apology and smile of the other party.
Hearing the voice, it should be the brother who applied the medicine for himself last time.
The white-robed man led him to the lounge in the herb garden.When passing by a certain room, Ling Yan never had time to close the door, and saw a huge bathtub inside.The bitter herbal smell filled the air, and the light brown thick substance exaggeratedly covered half of the bath, still bubbling and bubbling.
This is not the key point, the key point is that neatly folded clothes are placed on the lacquer tray by the bath, and they are all close-fitting clothes, except for the large white robe worn outside.
It was the first time Ling Yan hated that his eyesight was so good, he really just glanced at it casually, he didn't want to see it so clearly!
A blush spread across his face, accompanied by a fiery temperature that seemed to be burning.
"Brother?"
"Ok?"
"Did you take a shower just now?"
"Yes."
……
Then there is no text.
While blushing, Ling Yan followed behind the white-robed man step by step.
People in white robes step on wooden clogs, and the clogs get wet, leaving wet footprints on the ground when they walk.The breeze blows the wide hem of the man in the white robe, and sometimes the wind is strong, revealing the pale ankles and calves dripping with water under the white robe.
If only the outer white robe is worn away, then what is the brother wearing inside...