"Half a month! Have I been unconscious for so long?" Lin Yang said in surprise. He felt that he had just slept.
"It's more than just a coma. In the first few days after you returned to the sect, you couldn't even breathe. The sect almost had to take care of your funeral." Zhu Ting giggled, and then she approached mysteriously Lin Yang asked: "Lin Yang, tell me honestly, what is the relationship between Guan Lingling and you?"
"Senior Sister Guan?" Lin Yang was panicked, but kept his expression and said doubtfully, "Isn't it just the same sect?"
"Relationship from the same sect? If it were just a relationship from the same sect, she would run from Zhuri Peak to Wangtian Peak every once in a while to see you? Do you know that the inner disciples can't go to Wangtian Peak? She even went out of her way to beg for help. After marrying Senior Brother Mei, Senior Brother Mei also did the job of being the head of the Sect before getting the privilege to go up to the Peak. She has done so much for you, how dare you say that it is just a relationship with the same sect? From the look in her eyes every time she looks at you, I I know there must be something going on between you two. I have a sharp eye, and you still want to deceive me?" Zhu Ting seemed to have discovered Lin Yang's secret, with a proud look on her face.
"Why are you so proud? I didn't deceive you enough!" Lin Yang thought to himself, but with an innocent expression on his face, he defended: "Uncle Zhu Ting, I'm afraid you are thinking wrongly. , Senior Sister Guan may be grateful to me because I saved her life in the Tianxu Realm."
"Really?" Zhu Ting skillfully covered Lin Yang with the quilt.
"Can this be false? The strength of the third-level soldier spirit is comparable to that of the Hundred Spin Realm. Fortunately, I arrived in time, and Senior Sister Guan was able to escape death from the hands of the third-level soldier spirit, and also captured a third-level soldier spirit. "Lin Yang said half truth and half falsehood.
"Speaking of the third-level soldier spirit, I forgot something. Since you have two third-level soldier spirits, why did you only give me one second-level soldier spirit?" Zhu Ting stared at Lin Yang with an unkind look.
"Didn't you say that just giving you a second-level soldier spirit would be enough?" Lin Yang showed an aggrieved expression.
"If I knew you could capture a third-level soldier spirit, of course I would want a third-level soldier spirit? My Lushui Sword is about to become spiritual, but I always feel it's just a little bit behind. If I could refine a third-level soldier spirit, Once inside, I am 90% sure that it will generate spirituality immediately. It is only a second-level soldier spirit, and it will probably take some time to polish." Zhu Ting said quietly.
Lin Yang glanced at Zhu Ting secretly and said weakly: "Uncle Zhu Ting, I'm sorry, I have two third-level soldier spirits. I have already promised to give one to others."
"Promised to someone else? Don't try to lie to me again. Who did you promise to?" Zhu Ting frowned.
"Elder Sun from the outer sect, Sun Buyi." Lin Yang spoke slowly.
"Old Sun!" Zhu Ting exclaimed and said angrily: "You little brat, you can call Mr. Sun by his first name? It's really strange. Mr. Sun needs soldiers and spirits, so he directly asks the sect for them. Oh, why did I go around in such a circle and ask for it from you? It seems that Mr. Sun has a weak relationship with you. I am quite puzzled, why does Mr. Sun fall in love with you? "
"Uncle Zhu Ting, I don't like hearing what you are saying. Why do you like me?" Lin Yang was a little unconvinced. He raised his voice and said, "Think about this battle in the Tianxu Realm. Apart from me, there are also Who captured two level three soldier spirits at once?"
Because the sudden increase in volume affected the injury on his chest, Lin Yang suddenly coughed violently.
Zhu Ting quickly sat on the bed, slowly helped Lin Yang sit up, and gently patted his back with skillful and consistent movements.
Zhu Ting was sitting almost next to Lin Yang, and Lin Yang could feel her body temperature and smell her fragrance. Moreover, Lin Yang's chest was wrapped with gauze and his upper body was naked. Zhu Ting did not avoid anything and slapped her soft and white hands directly on the skin of his back.
Zhu Ting didn't feel anything, but Lin Yang was a little shy, and his ears were burning red.
"Uncle Zhu Ting, please put me down, I won't cough anymore." Lin Yang was really uncomfortable.
"The injury on your chest is too serious. If you can't breathe properly, you may faint. Be careful, don't move around, don't talk loudly." Zhu Ting warned as she put Lin Yang down.
"Hey, little ghost head, are you shy?" Zhu Ting noticed that Lin Yang was blushing. She immediately laughed out loud and said: "In the past half month, I have been changing your dressing and scrubbing your body. Yes. You are a young brat and you have a lot to think about. I am too old to be your aunt at this age. What do you have to be ashamed of?"
Lin Yang sighed in his heart. The last time he just held Zhu Ting's hand, Zhu Ting was still a little shy. But now, he was almost half naked, but Zhu Ting turned a blind eye. The big change before and after made Lin Yang a little bit embarrassed. Not very acceptable.
At the same time, knowing that Zhu Ting had been taking care of him for the past half month, Lin Yang couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart, and he suddenly felt more cordial to Zhu Ting.
"Uncle Zhu Ting, thank you. Can I call you sister?" Lin Yang was moved from the bottom of his heart and called Zhu Ting uncle. He felt that it was too harsh now.
Zhu Ting was obviously taken aback, then smiled and said: "What a wonderful idea you have. If you call me sister, don't all your fellow disciples have to call you Uncle Lin Yang?"
"When there are people around, I'll still call you uncle. When there's no one around, I'll call you sister." Lin Yang insisted.
"That's pretty much it." Zhu Ting suddenly stopped smiling and said sternly to Lin Yang: "Since you called me sister, I have to say a few words to you. If anything like Huang Yunhe happens in the future, don't show off. Now, saving your own life is the most important thing. You don’t want others to be injured or die because of you, but on the other hand, if you fail to save me this time, Mei Zhangfeng, me, and your senior brothers How can senior sisters feel at ease?"
Lin Yang was stunned. Indeed, what Zhu Ting said made sense. His thinking was inappropriate and he only considered his own feelings and situation.
"There is one more thing I have to tell you in advance. You have almost created a miracle by being able to take a hit from a strong man in the Heavenly Wheel Realm without dying. But at the same time, you have also exposed your secret." Zhu Ting glanced at Lin Yang, If there is a deep meaning.
Lin Yang was shocked. The first thing he thought of was the Tianhe Gourd and the Crazy Blood Bead. If these two things were exposed, he would be in danger.
Zhu Ting continued: "Everyone has their own secrets, and the sect doesn't want to pry into your secrets. However, when treating your injuries, the sect discovered that your physique is extraordinary and extraordinary, far beyond what a ninth-grade warrior can It can be explained. This may be the reason why you can survive Huang Yunhe's palm. But at the same time, some people in the sect doubt whether you are an undercover spy planted by the Iron Armor Sect or other sects. The Iron Armor Sect is famous for its physical strength. .When you have almost recovered from your injuries, the sect will probably interrogate you, so you'd better be prepared."
Knowing that it was just a physical problem that was discovered, Lin Yang breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: These doubters have really rich ideas.
"Sister, the reason why my physique..." Lin Yang was about to explain, but Zhu Ting interrupted him.
"Of course I believe you, sister. If I didn't believe you, would I still let you live with me? These people don't even think about it. Which undercover agent will fight for the Danxia sect, and which undercover agent will not even risk his own life to protect his fellow sect?" "Zhu Ting said with anger in her tone.
Lin Yang smiled slightly and said, "Sister, they will definitely say that I did this to gain the trust of the sect, right?"
Zhu Ting pretended to be angry and said: "You have guessed it all, you are the only smart one! I just don't understand, how could you, a devilish person like you, make such a stupid choice when faced with life and death?" ?”
"Sister, I lost my mind for a moment. I will definitely not do it next time. If I encounter danger next time, I will be the first to run away, leaving my sister behind." Lin Yang said with a smile.
"How dare you!" Zhu Ting raised her eyebrows, stretched out her hand and popped a chestnut on Lin Yang's head.
"Hey, sister, I'm still injured. Can't you be gentler?" Lin Yang pretended to be in pain and held his head with his hands.
"Just pretend, with your perverted physique, you will feel pain? Look at the shape of He Lang's head that day when you hit him. Did he ever cry out in pain like you?" Zhu Ting rolled her eyes at Lin Yang.
"Okay, okay, I won't argue with you anymore. You just woke up. You need to rest more. I will go to the sect to get you some elixirs." Zhu Ting pressed Lin Yang's quilt tightly again and left quietly. wooden house.
Lin Yang looked at Zhu Ting's leaving figure, feeling infinite sweetness in his heart.
…
Three days later, look at the meeting hall of Tianfeng Peak.
Tang Menghe sat high in the main seat, and several gray-haired old men sat on the left and right, including You Zhitan. Mei Yiliang and Ye Qianxue sat at the bottom of the seats on the left and right, while Song Mingming and Zhu Ting stood aside with their hands down.
In the center of the meeting hall, standing with his head held high, a young man with a well-proportioned figure, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a handsome face, and a strand of black hair hanging from his forehead was Lin Yang.
Lin Yang has fully recovered from his injuries, and he only needs a few more days to recover completely.
"Lin Yang, Zhu Ting must have told you the reason why you came here today, right? I want to hear your explanation." Tang Menghe looked at Lin Yang indifferently, with no expression on his face.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Yang, with different expressions.
Lin Yang was silent for a while, then bowed respectfully to Tang Menghe, and said: "To the master, the reason why the disciple's physique is far superior to ordinary people is not because the disciple is a ninth-level warrior, but because the disciple has practiced other skills. Law."
"Other skills, okay, this kid is indeed a spy from another sect!" A white-haired old man with a convex forehead said sharply.
Mei Yiliang sighed softly, and anxious looks appeared on the faces of Zhu Ting and Ye Qianxue.
"This sect elder, please let this disciple finish his words before making a final judgment." Lin Yang looked at the old man with a convex forehead who spoke in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.
"What else do you have to say? The sect has regulations. When disciples practice other exercises, they need to be reported and approved. The sect has checked the files and there is no record of your approval at all! Tell me, who are you? A spy sent by the sect?" The old man with a convex forehead pointed at Lin Yang angrily.
"Mr. Qi, let's listen to what Lin Yang has to say first." You Zhitan has always had a good impression of Lin Yang.
The white-haired old man with a convex forehead, who was called Mr. Qi, stopped talking, but still glared at Lin Yang.
"Lin Yang, go on." You Zhitan spoke. He did not believe that Lin Yang was a spy.
"Thank you, Elder You!" Lin Yang saluted You Zhitan and said, "It is true that the disciple has not reported to the sect. At the same time, the disciple also knows that the sect's regulations clearly state that cultivation is not within the sect. Only the Yuanli Kung Fu needs to be reported. But the disciple is not practicing the Yuanli Kung Fu, so there should be no need to report, right?"
"Isn't it Yuanli Kung Fu?"
There were doubts in the hall.
"It's just a random fabrication. If it's not a Yuanli skill, what else could it be?" The old man surnamed Qi spoke angrily again.
However, the expressions on some people's faces changed obviously, and they looked at Lin Yang with a little more curiosity.
"What my disciples practice is physical cultivation." Lin Yang said eloquently.
"Physical training techniques!"
"Is there any physical training method?
"There are indeed physical cultivation techniques, but physical cultivation has too high requirements for practitioners. Lin Yang is a ninth-level warrior and can indeed practice physical cultivation techniques."
"But our physical training in Qianzhou is almost extinct. Where did Lin Yang get the physical training skills?"
…
The hall suddenly became noisy. These people were all high-level officials of Danxia. They were all high-ranking people in Qianzhou. Of course, they also knew about physical training.
"Lin Yang, show me your physical training skills." Tang Menghe spoke.
With a thought in his mind, Lin Yang took out a broken book from the Sumeru Ring. This broken book was exactly the physical training method that Xiao Lingzhi had given him. It was already dilapidated, with no cover and missing pages and words in the middle. I can’t even see the name of the exercise, let alone practice it. Lin Yang has always kept this book, but he didn't expect it to come in handy today.
At the same time, the reason why Lin Yang no longer hides the Sumeru Ring is because he has always kept a Sumeru Ring in his arms, ready to cover the Kuangxue Bead when necessary. But after he was injured and fell into coma, Xumijie was inevitably exposed.
Therefore, there is no need for him to hide. Moreover, the Sumeru Ring is indeed a rare thing for ordinary Yuan Xiu, but to these senior Danxia Sect officials, it is nothing. Although they didn't understand why Lin Yang, a person in the Yuan Condensation Realm, had the Sumeru Ring, they didn't pay much attention to it. After all, everyone had their own different opportunities when embarking on the path of Yuan Cultivation.
"Can you still practice?" Tang Menghe's eyes widened.
You Zhitan took the broken book over, and after flipping through it, his face was full of doubts, and he returned the book to Tang Menghe.
Tang Menghe took the book in his hand and read through it again, and then said: "Lin Yang, this book is so missing, how did you practice?"
"Master, don't you think there are a few relatively complete illustrations in the book? Just follow these illustrations and just be lucky!" Lin Yang responded loudly, with obvious doubts in his expression, as if he was thinking I wonder why Tang Menghe asked such a simple question. In fact, Lin Yang was extremely worried at this moment. As Tang Menghe said, this technique was impossible to practice at all.
"What nonsense! These pictures are so broken that they are not coherent. If you continue to practice, you will have to go crazy and practice yourself crazy!" Tang Menghe looked at Lin Yang sternly and said in a deep voice: "This skill From now on, the Fa will be left here with me, and you are not allowed to practice it again in the future!"
