Rebirth of the Supreme Celestial Being

Yan Tianhen's face, which was already covered with weird cracks, suddenly burned like a tomato, which looked even more ugly and weird.

If someone was present, they would definitely be frightened by Yan Tianhen's face.

It's just that Lin Xuanzhi felt that Yan Tianhen's blushing little face really suits his taste, especially his white ears have been dyed pink.

The younger brother is really cute and simple, Lin Xuan thought.

"You, you are really big brother." Yan Tianhen was a little bit distressed. He didn't understand why Lin Xuanzhi's attitude towards him suddenly changed so much, as if he had changed a person, but he did not Too entangled with this problem.

In short, Lin Xuanzhineng would be very happy if he didn't use cold violence against him.

Yan Tianhen grinned and said, "It's okay. Anyway, those pills are reserved for you by your father. You can use them whatever you want, and I don't think it is a waste at all."

Lin Xuanzhi's heart was full of ironing.

Yan Tianhen always thought about him so wholeheartedly. Lin Xuanzhi still remembered clearly that Yan Tianhen himself was seriously injured, and he was not willing to feed himself a body-cultivation pill when he breathed blood.

Lin Xuanzhi took Yan Tianhen's hand into the courtyard where they lived.

There are a total of three houses in the yard, the largest one is Lin Xuanzhi's residence, the side room next to it is Yan Tianhen's, and the hut on the other side is a small kitchen.

Although they are cultivators, they are not real cultivators before the foundation building period. They can only be regarded as immortal cultivators, and there is no possibility of bigu.

Since Lin Xuanzhi fell from his high level, he has become a double waste with only the Qi refining stage. He needs food every day to sustain his life, and this small kitchen has not been idle.

Lin Xuanzhi entered his room, he walked to the futon placed in the middle of the room with ease, sat down cross-legged, and said to Yan Tianhen who was standing at the door looking inward, "Ahen, I will practice for a while now. , You go get some food to fill your stomach first."

Yan Tianhen said with some worry: "But big brother, you can't cultivate anymore. Once you move your true qi, you will suffer severe anger, and you will even be in danger of getting into trouble. You almost went wrong last time, Yaoshi Zhang Said that you must never practice anymore."

Lin Xuanzhi listened, just wanted to sigh.

In his previous life, he treated Yan Tianhen with cold eyes. Part of the reason was that Yan Tianhen spoke too directly, and he had just become a useless person at that time. When he fell from the cloud into the mud, he always felt that Yan Tianhen spoke harshly. , As if taunting him.

However, Lin Xuanzhi now knows that Yan Tianhen is really caring about his body.

Lin Xuanzhi patiently said, "Don't worry, I know it in my heart."

Yan Tianhen thought for a while, and said, holding the door frame, "If there is anything, you can call me as soon as possible and I will be outside the door."

Lin Xuanzhi said: "I'm afraid I can get out only if it is fast in one day, or slow in three days. You don't need to pay attention to me during this period, just rest well.

Yan Tianhen didn't dare to quarrel with Lin Xuanzhi, so he nodded, reluctantly glanced at Lin Xuanzhi's face for the last time, and gently closed the door for him.

After Yan Tianhen left, Lin Xuanzhi entered Ding with a very fast speed.

He did something that probably 99.9% of the people in this world would not do-he completely abolished all his foundations.

"Boom—" Something exploded in the body.

In Lin Xuanzhi's dantian sea, the existing root base was broken inch by inch, and the severe pain like being cramped and pulled from the lower abdomen began to spread towards the limbs and the top of the head in an instant.

Gritting his teeth, Lin Xuanzhi was soaked in cold sweat, his thin clothes were wet with sweat almost instantly.

This kind of pain is not comparable to the heart-wrenching pain of Yan Tianhen dying in front of him, and it is not comparable to the pain of suffering for seven days and seven nights of being refined by the soul.

Qianchen passed by Lin Xuanzhi's eyes one after another, his eyes burst with hatred, and the roots of his teeth would be crushed--

He will never let go of any enemy!

Swear by blood and life!