The return of a thousand years of monasticism

Chapter 4

When Lin Yang heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes.If it was as Jin Tianzhuang said, then this Yang Zhen was a bit too domineering.

However, he, Lin Yang, is not easy to provoke.

Even though he has not formally started to practice, but with his thousands of years of cultivation experience in the starry sky, he is not something that a mere student can handle at will.

Even, without cultivation, he could find out 870 ways to kill practitioners below inborn level, not to mention ordinary students without the slightest cultivation.

It's just that, as Emperor Ziyang, he doesn't bother to use those despicable methods.

"If he really does something to me, who is looking for death, then maybe."

With a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, Lin Yang spoke.

Almost at this moment, an aura of unparalleled self-confidence burst out from his body, like an emperor in power, who didn't pay attention to the minor disasters and disasters in front of him.

"hiss……"

"you?"

Here, Jin Tianzhuang couldn't help gasping, he was really shocked by Lin Yang's "boldness", he even wanted to compete with Yang Zhen who is looking for death, I really don't know whether to say he is ignorant or a fool.

But seeing the strong self-confidence in Lin Yang's eyes and that unparalleled resolute face, he opened his mouth and swallowed the words he wanted to persuade.

So far, the morning reading time is still not over. After being surprised by Lin Yang's abnormal performance, the whole class rejoined the morning reading.But Hu Xiaoqian walked out of the classroom and went to Wang Yan's office to report.

……

Lin Yang sat in his seat, looking out of the window with unfocused eyes. For him, the most important thing right now is to restore his cultivation as soon as possible. Only with strength can he have confidence on this planet, and he can repay that Enmity from previous lives.

In the depths of the starry sky, cultivating immortals is divided into nine realms: refining Qi, Xiantian, Jindan, Yuanying, Huashen, refining the void, aspiring to the throne, joining the Tao, and crossing the catastrophe.

He experienced great tribulations in his previous life, practiced for more than a thousand years, and finally reached the peak of aspirations, becoming an existence comparable to a human emperor in the starry sky, controlling a hundred thousand stars.

At that time, he raised his hands to destroy the world, burn mountains and rivers, and make a decisive decision to live and die. He stood at the end of "his own way". robbery.

But these are a bit too far away for him at this time.What he needs now is to set foot on Xiantian again. Only by becoming Xiantian can he shed his mortal body and truly begin to cultivate immortality.

"I remember when I practiced refining the emptiness in my previous life, thinking about the place I lived in, I tore through the emptiness and returned to the earth, only to find that the earth has exhausted its aura and is barren, with weeds and thorns occupying the former high-rise buildings.

But in the weeds and thorns, there are scattered white skeletons arranged in various poses, just like a hell, until I left, I couldn't find out what kind of disaster happened to the earth. "

"Right now, although the spiritual energy has not been completely exhausted, it is not much better. If you want to cultivate into a Nascent Soul, you can reach the minimum level where you can walk out of the planet and cross the void. I don't know when it will be."

"If there is a heavenly material and elixir...hehe, I am thinking too much."

Lin Yang smiled wryly in his heart and shook his head.With the current level of aura on the earth, even if there are some heavenly materials and elixir, they are probably in the deep mountains, old forests, and inaccessible places. They are dozens of times rarer than Siberian tigers. Finding them is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

Thinking about it in his mind, the bell for the morning reading after class rang.

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Los Angeles No. [-] Middle School is an aristocratic school, and the cafeteria has a large number of service staff to help with cooking, so it will not be like ordinary high schools. After the get out of class bell rings, the students will go crazy and run at the speed of a [-]-meter race. Sprint to the cafeteria to grab food.

However, this morning, after the first bell rang for the end of morning reading, Yang Zhen suddenly stood up from his student chair, causing the chair under his buttocks to fall directly to the ground. , making a huge impact sound, which attracted the attention of the whole class.

"Is Xueba starving? I've never seen him so anxious."

"It doesn't look like it's hungry, but it looks like it's burning with anger. Look at that livid face."

"Did someone offend him and move his 'cheese'?"

……

Regarding Yang Zhen's abnormal behavior, the students in the class had some speculations in their minds.

Huang Mengmeng also heard the loud noise when the chair fell over, and quickly raised her head to look where the sound came from.

When she saw that it was Yang Zhen, and Yang Zhen's face was ashen, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Hey, hey, dear Xiaoqian, come and see... come and see, your admirer is about to make a move, that old Lin Yang who wrote you 'Earthworm Love Letter' is about to die."

With a bit of joy on Huang Mengmeng's face, she quickly stretched out her hand to pull Hu Xiaoqian beside her, and said gloatingly.

Her words made Hu Xiaoqian, who had just reported back from Wang Yan's office and was sitting at the desk arranging books, frowned slightly. After the report, they all showed shocked and slovenly figures.

She couldn't help but see an inexplicable gleam in her eyes, bit her lips lightly, and said, "Mengmeng, take the love letter written by Lin Yang... well, get it back from Yang Zhen, and tell Yang Zhen to let him Don't embarrass Lin Yang."

"What?"

Huang Mengmeng slightly parted her rosy lips, her standard snake face was full of surprise, and she looked at Hu Xiaoqian with a pair of beautiful eyes that were a little stiff, and she was stunned for three seconds before she let out a dull exclamation.

It never occurred to her that Hu Xiaoqian would "plead for mercy" for Lin Yang, who had no background, no specialties, no family background, and looked like a scumbag. Is this the sun coming out from the west?
"Why? Can't it work?" Hu Xiaoqian slightly tilted her head, and asked in a cold voice without any emotion.

She has her plan, maybe this love letter is a breakthrough, she can use it to contact Lin Yang, understand Lin Yang, and thus uncover the mysterious veil on Lin Yang.

After all, how could a scumbag suddenly endorse so slipperyly?

As for Yang Zhen, she just had some good feelings, not to the point of life and death, so it doesn't matter if she is angry or not.

"No...no problem." Huang Mengmeng shook her head when she heard the cold voice.

In order to avoid arousing Hu Xiaoqian's resentment, she could not refuse even if the matter was difficult.

Because, a large part of the reason why she was able to win Sun Sheng and become Sun Sheng's woman was because she was Hu Xiaoqian's roommate, and she could use her intimate relationship to help Yang Zhen monitor Hu Xiaoqian's movements at all times.

If Hu Xiaoqian felt disgusted with her because of this trivial matter, and there was a gap between them, then she would become a synonym for incompetence in front of Yang Zhen and Sun Sheng, and she would have no use value at all.

Sun Sheng would probably kick her away and choose another beautiful girl.

After all, Sun Sheng's family is rich and a playboy, and there are many girls waiting in line for Sun Sheng's luck behind him, so they won't be hanged on this tree like her.

However, if she really followed what Hu Xiaoqian said, she could even imagine now that Yang Zhen's anger would blow over the roof and would not stop for a long time.

I'm afraid Los Angeles No. [-] Middle School will set off another violent storm and repeat the "bloody case" back then.

"Whatever he is, anyway, it must be Lin Yang, that local turtle who bears the anger in the end, and I'm just a messenger. '

Huang Mengmeng took a deep breath, and this thought flashed through her mind.

Then, she stood up from the chair, moved her slender legs, and walked towards the ashen-faced Yang Zhen...

(End of this chapter)