The Madonna of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 25

Lin Yunyuan spoke again, "Qingyang is by your side, so I can rest assured."

He really didn't want to feel the pain of losing a loved one anymore. Anyway, Yan'er will inherit the Lin family in the future, and Qingyang will also be a help. It's better to let them cultivate a tacit understanding earlier.

What Lin Yunyuan was thinking, Lin Zhiyan didn't know at all, he only knew that he would stay with this lunatic from now on!

My God, young master Lin felt sad, and shot straight at Lin Qingyang who was standing beside him.

Lin Qingyang was expressionless, "Don't think too much, I just went to seek the Tao."

Lin Zhiyan thought to himself: Who cares what you do.

However, the matter could not be changed, no matter how little young master Lin acted coquettishly, Lin Yunyuan remained unmoved.

Lin Qingyang looked at the young man who was dissatisfied but had to accept it obediently, the corners of his mouth curled up in a good mood, and there was a faint smile on his handsome face.

Young Master Lin exploded when he saw it, "Why are you laughing, I won't go to Taixu Xianzong with you, hum."

Lin Qingyang chuckled twice and didn't take it seriously.

Anyway, the Patriarch has already agreed, no matter how much this young master jumps around, it will be useless.

The two were in a stalemate like this, Lin Yunyuan frowned, and looked at the two who were obviously fighting each other, no, it should be Lin Zhiyan unilaterally targeting Lin Qingyang.

After all, it was Lin Zhiyan who was criticizing just now, and Lin Qingyang didn't argue, so... As it should be, the head of the family thought wrongly.

As the young master of the Lin family, interpersonal relationships are also a very important part. Yan'er was really spoiled by him since he was a child, but his own child hurts himself. Lin Yunyuan didn't mean to blame Lin Zhiyan, but was very satisfied with Lin Qingyang's tolerance.

However, as the head of the family, he still has to show a few words, "Yan'er, that's enough, Qingyang went to Taixu Xianzong, the two of you just happen to be a companion, discussing cultivation together, it's better than working alone behind closed doors."

Hearing Lin Yunyuan's words, the young man drooped his head, looking very unwilling, but he couldn't tell Lin Yunyuan that Lin Qingyang was always pestering him to fight, right?

Maybe Lin Yunyuan was still very pleased.

It just so happened that Lin Qingyang also spoke at this time, "Patriarch, the subordinates will definitely do their best to assist the young master in his cultivation."

The word "assistance" implied a very deep meaning. Lin Zhiyan, who had been fighting with him for nearly ten years, suddenly heard the hidden provocation in his tone. Floating toward him further strengthened Lin Xiaozhu's thoughts.

Hmph, who is afraid of whom?

The young master who was reluctant at first was inspired to fight all of a sudden. It doesn't make sense that he beat Lin Qingyang when he was a child, but he overwhelmed him when he grew up, right?

Lin Zhiyan glared at someone who was smiling vaguely, and said to Lin Yunyuan obediently, "Daddy, what if Brother Qingyang bullies me?"

The young man's tone was pitiful, as if he had been greatly wronged. Even though Lin Yunyuan knew Lin Zhiyan's character in his heart, and knew that no one could bully him, his heart softened. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Lin Qingyang's sincere words , "Patriarch, rest assured, the subordinates are loyal to the young master, and will never do such a crime."

Lin Yunyuan nodded with satisfaction in his heart, and his face softened a little.

Lin Zhiyan raised his eyebrows, he hadn't seen him for a few years, Lin Qingyang did a good job on the surface!But with Dad's words, forgive him for not being able to make any waves.

Young Master Lin, who was still naive at this time, reluctantly agreed without thinking too much.

Two days later.

Young Master Lin, who was sitting on the flying phoenix, said with a condescending tone, "Lin Qingyang, I'm thirsty."

Lin Qingyang sat aside, watching the young man reclining on the cushion without any posture, his smooth black hair pouring down his shoulders, outlining his delicate white side face and small white earlobes.

He was holding an unknown script book in his hand, and it was on his lap at this time. His words and deeds at this time were not demeanor of the children of the aristocratic family, but Lin Qingyang just felt that such a young man was inexplicably cute, and couldn't help but want to tease him He, "What? You're not called Brother Qingyang anymore?"

Lin Qingyang raised his eyebrows slightly, with a playful smile in his eyes, he looked extremely handsome and sunny, and he would charm many ladies outside, but the words uttered from his thin lips were very unbeatable!

That's what Lin Zhiyan thought, "Huh—brother? You deserve it too?"

The young man's tone was haughty, and the "brother" he asked back had a slightly upbeat ending, which seemed a little inexplicably tempting.

Lin Qingyang's heart moved, and he couldn't help but think of that day in the study, when the little master was acting coquettishly, he pitifully called "Brother Qingyang", soft and waxy, and coquettish, although he knew it well He was pretending, but he couldn't help but want to hold all the good things in this world in front of him.

If he can always be so obedient, it seems good to have such a younger brother?

This thought flashed through Lin Qingyang's mind, which made him a little surprised and a little funny at the same time. He looked at the delicate young man leaning on the cushion and looking sideways at him, his eyes were arrogant, delicate and naive, and he couldn't even hide his emotions. Neither will.

The Patriarch really protected him very well.

Lin Qingyang sighed inexplicably in his heart, and couldn't tell what it was like for a moment.

Lin Zhiyan looked at Lin Qingyang who had been staring at him, and was dissatisfied that he didn't move, so the young man stretched out his foot wearing exquisite brocade boots embroidered with fire phoenix, and kicked him lightly, "Hey, I thirsty!"

Lin Qingyang raised his eyes and took a deep look at the unscrupulous young man. Lin Zhiyan inexplicably felt that his back was a little cold, and the intuition of small animals was still very keen, so he quickly retracted his feet, and said with a bit of sternness, "You promised dad not to bully mine!"

"How dare Qingyang bully the young master?" As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qingyang stretched out his big hand with strong bones, picked up the green glaze teapot with upside-down lotus pattern on the blue table, poured a cup of tea smoothly, and placed it on the small teapot. In front of the young master.

"Here, drink tea when you're thirsty."

Lin Zhiyan looked at him suspiciously, with hesitation in his eyes, when did Lin Qingyang become so obedient?Don't you want to lay a black hand again?

Hmph, there must be something wrong with this cup of tea.

Lin Zhiyan made up his mind not to drink this cup of tea. Seeing that Lin Qingyang was so obedient, he couldn't find anything wrong for a while, so he hummed unwillingly, closed his eyes, and simply stopped looking at him.

The young man was dressed in white clothes, his cheeks were delicate and beautiful, his eyelashes quietly cast arc-shaped shadows under his eyelids, his small and delicate nose made people want to pinch it, and the corners of his lips were slightly pursed. People seem well-behaved and quiet.

Lin Qingyang couldn't look away for a while, and subconsciously relaxed his breathing.

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Fei Luan lightly landed on the ground.

The slight bump made the eyelashes of the sleeping boy tremble slightly, Lin Qingyang frowned slightly, and just about to put on a protective shield, he found that the boy gradually opened his eyes.

Lin Zhiyan was just going to close his eyes and ignore Lin Qingyang, but he fell asleep by himself. Thinking of his unscrupulous "sleeping posture", Lin Zhiyan's cheeks turned slightly red, but the young master would not admit it I am ashamed and annoyed in my heart!Pretending to be calm, he put up the airs of the young master, appearing reserved and educated, and slowly walked out of Feiluan.

Lin Qingyang didn't expose him, and followed Feiluan with a half-smile.

At this moment, the two were in a bamboo forest clearing at the foot of Taixu Mountain. Going forward, there was a small town at the foot of the mountain. Lin Qingyang made a trick to cover up their faces.

"Be careful."

Seeing the little young master cast a sideways glance at him, Lin Qingyang explained calmly that he would not say that he thought the young man's appearance was too conspicuous, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

In an instant, the two of them became like ordinary people, but the temperament was still very special, and it was much better than the original appearance.

The small town at the foot of Taixu Mountain is called Taoyuan Town, and most of the towns are ordinary people with miscellaneous spirit roots. There are all kinds of shops selling talismans, pills, or ordinary spirit herbs on the side of the town. The street is bustling with people. It was lively, Lin Zhiyan and Lin Qingyang walked on the street, but they felt a little mundane.

Suddenly, some words mixed with words such as "Zongmen Dabi" and "Outer Sect Disciple" came out.

Lin Zhiyan's eyes moved slightly, but it turned out that a rough man selling spiritual herbs at a street stall was bragging to a person next to him, "Hey! That's because you were less knowledgeable. The day before yesterday, when the disciples of the outer sect competed, that was wonderful. Degree, tsk tsk."

The person next to him was not annoyed, and asked with interest, "Oh? What a wonderful method?"

That rough man is obviously not good at talking, and the wonderful fight has become dull in his mouth, and the words "The outer disciples of the elixir field won the disciples who cleaned the outer courtyard" and "Sixth Qi Refining" were repeated over and over again. The first level wins the seventh level of Qi Refining" and so on.

The look of the person next to him became a bit perfunctory. The big man saw it, and suddenly became anxious, and said in a high tone, "The most exciting thing is! Among the disciples of the outer sect, there is a disciple with a miscellaneous spirit root who has cultivated to the eighth level of Qi Refining !"

After all, the big man proudly looked at the obviously shocked expression of the person next to him, shook his head pretending to be regretful, and said in a regretful tone, "The outer competition is so exciting, so what about the inner competition? It's a pity that we Ordinary people can only watch the excitement at the outer door~"

Lin Zhiyan walked forward slowly, and with a twitch in his heart, his inexplicable intuition told him that the disciple of the eighth-level outer sect of Qi refining of the miscellaneous spirit root of the big man just now was Qi Jinyang.

In that book, Chapter 1 describes Qi Jinyang's brilliance in the outer disciple competition, how he slapped his face, and thus was appreciated by the master of the formation peak, and was accepted as an inner disciple.

Counting the time, the plot should have begun.