Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 804 What is Good Intentions?
Lin Chongyang walked up to the playwright of Yongye, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, his cold voice supplemented by a soft tone, coupled with the undisguised trust in his words, made the playwright of Yongye feel as if he was the one involved. Very awkward.

Earlier, when the emperor was still alive, he had never spoken to him like this.

The two looked at each other, and in those deep golden double pupils, there was a bit of expectation and love for the younger generation, and Yongye's playwright felt his scalp go numb.

"Don't talk to me like that."

He turned his face away, looked at the Jiushenlian siblings who were standing not far away, and gave up continuing to look at the person in front of him.

At this time, he suddenly discovered that his previous understanding of this person was still too one-sided, and many of the key information were only known through other people's retelling, and it was not without reason that everyone praised him in words and deeds.

As for the two siblings who were being watched, especially Jiu Shenlian, who was the elder sister and had a sound mind, did not look at him after he felt that someone was looking at him.

She knew very well in her heart who saved her life, and who benefited from the life of the siblings.

Jiu Shenlian cast his eyes on the ground not far away and remained motionless.

Fu Qubing at the side also followed suit, the siblings just stood there obediently, as if they hadn't seen or heard anything.

This small calculation, of course, can't be hidden from Yong Ye's playwright. In his opinion, although Jiu Shenlian's move is naive, it is not easy to correct his identity and attitude. Turning heads.

After turning out a few volumes of classics, Lin Chongyang handed them in front of Yong Ye's playwright, and said with a light smile:
"Ha, the facts are in front of you, your identity is your greatest advantage over others."

"You should leave this to other people." He retracted his eyes and took the book, the playwright of Yongye didn't even read it, he just put it away, and then gritted his teeth and replied.

"Who? Yu Xiaoyao?"

Lin Chongyang said with great interest, teasing the other party's nerves.

Once it comes to people who care about, Di Ming will continue to approach emotionalization and childishness. This is the drawback brought about by the educational methods of Xuanzun Jiutian. All the knowledge and skills he has mastered are all made by himself. Little by little learning and accumulation.

It is precisely because of the existence of this disadvantage that Lin Chongyang needs to change him slowly, and then gradually weaken the influence of the blood dark plan.

What is the concept of a person who has schizophrenia and has seven personalities?
Lou to Wei Tuo's Five Aspects of Heaven and Buddha are formed because of that special method of practice. Doomsday Seventeen is completely a fantasy between life and death, so that he can better carry out the blood-dark plan.

Even if the truth about the death of Xuanzun Jiutian was uncovered, there are still six personalities. In the entire blood-dark plan, only the extraction of blood-dark power is left. Such schizophrenia is undoubtedly harmful. More than profit, sooner or later it will really drive people crazy.

Therefore, today's Doomsday Seventeen needs a relatively mild environment to subtly adjust their mentality.

At least the transformation from atheism to the playwright of Yongye, coupled with the verification of his attainment of true essence, now, Doomsday Seventeen has not yet dismantled his body, which proves that he is still saved.

With the existence of Yu Xiaoyao's relationship, coupled with his love for helping him with part-time jobs, Lin Chongyang was willing to give him a hand.

As for whether he can seize the opportunity to solve the problem, it can only depend on his personal ability and belief. Correspondingly, Master Lin is very clear in his heart that it is impossible for such a jade Xiaoyao Duwei to accept him. The idea of ​​becoming a person with the world in mind.

With this time, it is better to teach him how to cheat and eat cheats, that is much easier than teaching people to be kind, Xianzong Wuming is an example.

However, he is the authority in both "heart" and "I".

Among the few classics just now, there is content that can help Doomsday Seventeen. Only when he comes out can Lin Chongyang tell Yu Xiaoyao the truth.

Who made Xuanzun Jiutian die voluntarily, and only Doomsday Seventeen knew his last words.

The reason for doing this is to prevent Yu Xiaoyao from being agitated, waking up the evil kings of the heavens and letting them sneak in.

Because of the disaster of the Eastern Emperor Xuanzhou in the past, once the evil kings of the heavens regained their memories under the influence of God Zhao, they would inevitably choose to fight. This obviously did not conform to Lin Chongyang's previous plan for him.

"You..." The playwright of Yongye wanted to refute, but he swallowed the words and said, "After leaving the person behind, Master Lin can go on to other things."

He knew very well in his heart that in this respect, he was far inferior to the other party. If he allowed the other party to continue chatting...

"Then this matter will be troublesome, Yong Ye, you can try to give yourself more trust." Lin Chongyang's tone returned to calm: "The few books I gave you just now are not only for you to teach them, but also for yourself. You can try to learn."

"Yeah." Yongye playwright nodded reluctantly.

In this situation, as he had guessed before, as long as he chooses to step into the ancient path of virtue, the influence of the other party will radiate on him sooner or later.

"If you encounter difficulties, it doesn't matter if you look for me, your junior brother, or Jun Fengtian."

After finishing speaking, Lin Chongyang turned around and said to the Jiushenlian siblings standing behind again:

"From now on, you will learn from Yong Ye. If you encounter difficulties, you can go to the Hall of Cuixin, and Cheng Lin will help you solve them. If you can't solve them, you can come to me or the deputy principal."

"Thank you, Master." Jiu Shenlian's predecessor thanked him.

After Lin Chongyang nodded to them, his figure quickly faded and then disappeared with the wind.

"Sword Qi stays in shape? When!"

At this point, the playwright of Yongye just remembered that from the very beginning, he had never smelled that subtle fragrance, that is to say, the person talking to him here was not the real person from the beginning to the end.

He said calmly: "You two come with me."

Even if it wasn't his body, he still couldn't do anything about it, and the feeling of the opponent's pat on his shoulder just now was exactly the same as before.

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In a secluded courtyard in the back mountain, Mr. Wei blended the Dasheng fruit tea according to the preferences of the person in front of him, and then pushed the tea cup to the opposite side:

"Brother has put in a lot of painstaking efforts. With his character, I'm afraid he will think elsewhere."

He still understands the character of this fellow practitioner, Di Ming.

"It doesn't matter what the process is, as long as the goal is achieved." Lin Chongyang picked up the teacup.

Jun Fei also poured a cup for himself, and sighed softly: "This senior was too unreliable in his later years, leaving such a mess behind."

Not to mention the problem of the badass evil god, even the magic sword, the god of the sun, and even the problem of the blood dark plan and the earth, are all dealt with by the senior brother.

Every time I think about these bad things, I feel very lucky, maybe my luck in this life was all used to be picked up by my senior brother back then.

Comparing himself to Jun Fengtian and the others, he didn't know what to say. Based on what happened to him when he was young, if the person who picked him up was Xuanzun Jiutian, he felt that he might be another Diming.

"If Jun Fengtian goes back to Xianmen and blows up that grave, he should be able to find the handwriting that records the cause and effect of the year."

(End of this chapter)