Chapter 007
"Senior Brother." Lin Qingyang looked a little shy, as if he was not used to calling Zhang Yifan like that.
Zhang Yifan smiled slightly, not taking it seriously, patted his head, and walked into the room first.
Lin Qingyang, who was following behind him, was still smiling, but a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly concealed. This person had no ill will towards him, and his disgust was simply because he hated others having physical contact with him.
He lowered his eyes slightly. It had been three days since he woke up. There were many fewer things in his mind, but also many more things.
For example, at this time, he was no longer a blood slave of the Blood Demon Sect, but a disciple of the Corpse Puppet Sect.
When he first woke up, he was very frightened and thought that his murder of his senior brother had been exposed, but later he slowly discovered that he seemed to have really returned to the past.
No...it's not like going back to the past. At least his background is not as good as that of this kid named Lin Qingyang. He will never forget how greedy the expressions on his parents' faces were when they sold him to the sect.
Forget it, let’s not talk about those two scumbags. When he makes some progress in his cultivation, he will go out and find them and kill them.
but……
Lin Qingyang's expression became a little subtle. Thinking of the corpse lying on the bed, he felt that he might really be abnormal.
Although most of the disciples of the Demonic Path are not in good mental condition, why is it that he can't control the strong love he feels when he sees a corpse?
He gently stroked his chest. Whenever he thought of that person, his heart would beat violently, as if... he was born for him.
He is the sole purpose of his existence.
Lin Qingyang never thought of himself as a good person. It was impossible for a truly good person to survive in the Blood Demon Sect.
How could someone like him fall so passionately in love with someone? And a man at that? It was unbelievable no matter how I thought about it.
Yet such an incredible thing actually happened.
It's just... so unreal.
"Junior brother? What's wrong with you?" Zhang Yifan looked at Lin Qingyang in confusion. Wasn't this kid so anxious a few days ago? Why is he so calm today when he's about to start practicing?
"I'm fine, just... a little excited." Lin Qingyang's cheeks turned red with excitement.
What did he learn most from the Blood Demon Sect? It was probably his ability to blush easily.
It was with this face and his wonderful acting skills that he avoided many crises. Otherwise, how could he, a blood slave with average talent and no background, obtain the status of a formal disciple?
"Haha, don't be nervous. With your senior brother protecting you, there will be no problem." Zhang Yifan waved to let him come over.
He gestured for him to sit down on the bed, then placed Cheng Hui's body in a meditation position, with their arms touching each other, and the technique was able to form a circulation in their bodies.
To be honest, this method of cultivation should actually be considered a kind of dual cultivation, but the corpse has no intelligence and will not betray, so the efficiency of dual cultivation is higher.
Lin Qingyang suppressed those unnecessary thoughts and secretly reminded himself that he was Lin Qingyang at this moment, and everything about Lin Qingqiu was in the past. He didn't know which powerful person had sent him back, but he knew that no matter what time, strength was his only reliance.
He overcame his inner resistance and put Zhang Yifan's spiritual power into his body. His own spiritual power followed Zhang Yifan's spiritual power, and soon formed a perfect cycle between Cheng Hui and himself.
Seeing that his junior brother successfully refined Qi into his body in just one try and became a first-level Qi Refining cultivator, Zhang Yifan was completely dumbfounded.
Thinking back, he had to go through five or six cycles of guidance from his master before he gradually got the hang of it and mastered the technique. Could it be that... the gap between him and his junior fellow apprentice was so huge?
Lin Qingyang had entered a state of complete meditation, and a large amount of Yin energy was swirling and absorbed into his body.
Zhang Yifan was provoked to the point of doubting his life. He once thought he had good talent, but now he has fallen into autism.
However, something even more depressing happened. Just when he was shocked that his junior brother was extremely talented and was a good candidate for cultivation, the next second, his junior brother's natal corpse also burst out with extremely strong potential.
The Yin Qi that originally had only one vortex began to slowly split, and soon formed a small vortex around Cheng Hui.
At this time, a vortex of Yin energy formed above the heads of Lin Qingyang and Cheng Hui respectively, and a large amount of Yin energy was sucked into the bodies of the two people by this tornado.
Seeing the surrounding Yin Qi being absorbed, Zhang Yifan's face changed drastically. He quickly opened the magic circle in the courtyard, and a large amount of Yin Qi rushed over.
The vortex of Yin energy above their heads was getting bigger and bigger. It was obviously just their first time practicing, but they had created a rather large formation.
When the negative energy around the courtyard was completely absorbed, the negative energy from farther away began to flow towards this side, making up for the loss here.
This is an ancient battlefield, and there is always a lot of yin energy. Maybe the movement of these two people was too loud, so that even the large formation was alarmed. Zhang Yifan watched helplessly as a huge black hole suddenly opened up on the top of their Thirteen Peaks.
After the black hole opened, rolling Yin Qi rushed towards him. The quality of that Yin Qi was extremely good and as viscous as liquid. In the past, such high-quality Yin Qi condensate was hard to come by, but he didn't expect it to appear here.
"What's going on?"
"Has the formation changed? What happened?"
"Is it Thirteen Peaks? What is that old bastard Wuyouzi doing again?"
Lin Qingyang's situation naturally attracted a lot of attention, including the leader of the Corpse Puppet Sect, who all began to inquire about what had happened.
Wuyouzi appeared in the courtyard at the first moment. Zhang Yifan was overjoyed when he saw his master and quickly explained the situation to him.
This matter is too big for his small body to handle, so let's leave it to the master.
Soon, several spiritual senses spread towards this side.
"snort!"
Wuyouzi snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, a powerful spiritual power was unleashed. "It's just that the old Taoist priest has accepted a new disciple, and the commotion has been a bit loud. It's nothing serious, everyone should disperse."
After saying this, he didn't care whether others would believe this reason or not, and directly sent all those spiritual consciousnesses away.
He looked at Lin Qingyang, who was still absorbing Yin energy like a whale swallowing water, and gave a bitter smile.
He only knew that his little disciple was extremely talented, but he didn't expect that this blood evil body would be so powerful. It seemed that his attempt to hide this disciple would be impossible.
In the blink of an eye, seven days passed.
During these seven days, Lin Qingyang was always practicing.
Zhang Yifan did not stay any longer after his cultivation entered a stable cycle, but before leaving, he not only activated the original formation in the courtyard, but also specially activated a set of protective formation plates left by his master.
Although the Corpse Puppet Sect prohibits fellow disciples from killing each other, if this rule is really that effective, so many people would not die quietly outside every year.
In short, everything is self-explanatory.
Seven days later, Lin Qingyang woke up from his meditation. As soon as he opened his eyes, he met a pair of eyes flashing with a faint blue light.
Those eyes were full of curiosity, as if seeing the world for the first time. When his eyes met his, the owner of the eyes suddenly revealed an expression that was hard to describe.
Lin Qingyang: ...???
"Are you awake?"
As soon as Cheng Hui finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself. Isn't this just nonsense!
Unable to bear the embarrassment of his lover, Lin Qingyang nodded considerately: "I'm awake."
As soon as he finished speaking, he was stunned.
As he slowly chewed on the word "lover", he felt his heart beating faster and faster.
Well... this title is quite suitable for him.
Lin Qingyang, who looks only eight years old but is already twenty-five inside, rarely shows a genuine and shy smile.
His once-proud acting skills crumbled before this man. It was as if he couldn't wait to present all the best things in the world to him whenever he saw him. Those clumsy performances? They didn't exist!
Cheng Hui was a little worried about Lin Qingyang. He was not blind. The other party had shown it so obviously. If he still closed his eyes and thought that the other party had no feelings for him, it would be just a child's nonsense. He would be a real scoundrel.
He was very embarrassed at this moment. To be more precise, facing the deep love of a little boy, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
The villain inside him was pounding the ground frantically. What should he do?
How can I reject the other person's love confession in a tactful but firm way?
Oh, that’s not right. The prerequisite for rejection is that the other party must confess first, but what about this kind of confession through eye contact?
Oh my God, he was going to be so embarrassed as to dig out a three-bedroom, one-living-room house from the ground!
Perhaps Lin Qingyang realized that he had frightened Cheng Hui, but he quickly restrained his expression: "Hello, do you still remember me? I am your husband."
Cheng Hui: ...
Very good, this is an evolution, from fiancé to husband, kid, you are very smart! - Bullshit!
Seeing Cheng Hui reveal that indescribable expression again, Lin Qingyang suddenly felt guilty and coughed twice: "Ahem, it's my fiancé."
Cheng Hui: ...Forget it, let him be my fiancé, it’s better than him becoming my husband directly.
He planned to have a good discussion with him about their relationship, and wanted to explain as tactfully as possible that they should not be together, but he didn't expect that when he opened his mouth he could only make "ah, ah" sounds.
Cheng Hui: ...
"Don't worry, you just woke up and are just a walking corpse. To be honest, I'm surprised you're so conscious. According to the records in the Corpse Life Mysterious Luo Gong, you should be unconscious and confused in the walking corpse stage."
Cheng Hui: ...
Shit, does this mean that I will become mute if I don’t reach the next stage?
Oh, I'm not dumb, I can still make the "Aba Aba" sound like a retard..._(:з」∠)_
Lin Qingyang persuaded him kindly and said that he would work hard to cultivate and try to get him to the next stage as soon as possible so that he could speak.
Cheng Hui looked at him eagerly, almost waving a handkerchief. Everything he had now depended on Lin Qingyang. Otherwise, if he relied on his own training, he didn't know when he would be able to speak.
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