Protagonist, please die quickly

Ling Han held a small wooden barrel in his left hand and a small wooden ladle in his right, watering each herb carefully.The water in the wooden barrel is not ordinary clear water, but scooped from the pool where the Qingxu Sect specially set up a gathering array to allow the spiritual grass to grow better, and gathered the aura of heaven and earth.Although this water is far inferior to the spiritual water in the space pool of Yan Lenghuang's jade pendant, at least it is mixed with some heaven and earth spiritual energy, which is also of great benefit to the growth of the spiritual grass in this garden.

It has been a month since I came to this Spirit Grass Garden. Although Yan Lenghuang told him that he would visit him often, but because he was busy with his cultivation, he only came two or three times this month.Every time it was sent by Ji Yan, because now with Yan Lenghuang's own cultivation base, he still can't control the magic weapon. If he is on his own, it is estimated that even if he walks for a week, he will not be able to reach Qingluan Peak where Ling Han is. superior.

However, I heard that Yan Lenghuang has already broken through the second level of Qi training. He really deserves to be the protagonist. Ordinary cultivators may not be able to get closer to the second level after spending a year. It only took him a month to successfully enter the second level. realm.But this is also because there is still a lot of aura in his body, which accelerates his cultivation, and will not be exhausted until he enters the foundation building stage.

It is estimated that in another three years, Yan Lenghuang will be able to successfully enter the tenth level of Qi Refining.

While Ling Han was feeling emotional in his heart, he scooped up another spoonful of water and watered it on a grass-like plant that had just sprouted three small buds.

Then when Yan Lenghuang entered the foundation building stage, the time for him to betray him and let him kill him was getting closer.

Thinking of this, the movements in Ling Han's hands stopped suddenly, and the small wooden ladle fell into the barrel, and stirred in the clear water of the barrel for a while.Glistening microwaves appeared on the surface of the water, shattering the fine specks of sunlight refracted on it, just like the sad and disappointed expression on Yan Lenghuang's face when Ling Han thought of betraying Yan Lenghuang in the future. Can't bear the mood.

But then Ling Han reached out to pick up the small wooden ladle of the wooden bucket, and continued to water the remaining spirit grass.No matter how much he couldn't bear it, he had to take this step.

At this moment, a few disciples of the Qingxu Sect who had received the spirit grass from the head of the Spirit Grass Garden walked past Ling Han. When they saw him, a trace of sadness appeared on the faces of those disciples. contempt.

After passing by Ling Han, those disciples began to whisper, saying it was whispering, but the volume was just enough for Ling Han, who was pouring water behind them, to hear.

"See, it's that person..."

"Obviously there are only five spirit roots, but they were left behind."

"That's not because he was with Junior Brother Yan. I heard that Junior Brother Yan begged the head of the sect to let him stay."

"If it weren't for Junior Brother Yan, just rely on him, even if he voluntarily stayed to sweep the latrine, the head master wouldn't want him."

Then there was a burst of snickering, but then the snickering seemed to pause, and the footsteps of those disciples became a little messy, and then gradually disappeared quickly.

Ling Han didn't care at all, and continued to water the spirit grass without changing his face. In the past month, there have been three or two groups of people who mocked him so much.The character in the book is under the contrast that he is looked down upon by others, while Yan Lenghuang is appreciated everywhere, his mind is gradually distorted, and he feels jealous towards Yan Lenghuang.

However, these sarcasm words are nothing compared to the modern insulting techniques that are flourishing.

Why should I sulk with myself for some boring people, isn't this self-abuse?

After Ling Han finished watering the last stalk of spiritual grass, he turned his head and saw Yan Lenghuang leaning against the door frame of the gate of the spiritual grass garden and looking at him with a stern face.A pair of amber eyes are like fine wine that has been precipitated, although there is still a trace of immaturity, but more of a calmness that does not belong to his age.

Ling Han looked at Yan Lenghuang who looked like a little adult, couldn't help but put down the things in his hands, walked over and squeezed Yan Lenghuang's tender face, "When did you come here?"

Yan Lenghuang reached out and grabbed Ling Han's hand on his face and held it in his own, "I heard what I said just now, you are my most important person, don't listen to those people's nonsense. I can't do without you, so That’s why I forced the Qingxu faction to keep you.” After Yan Lenghuang finished speaking, he stared closely at the expression on Ling Han’s face, and if those people’s words hurt Ling Han, he would definitely find an opportunity to make those people pay the price !

"I don't care about this, you don't have to worry about it."

Yan Lenghuang stared at Ling Han for a long time, and then relaxed his hold on Ling Han's hand, but still held Ling Han's hand in his hand, looking at his palm which is slightly smaller than Ling Han's now, and Ling Han's hand Han is a full head taller than himself.A trace of depression flashed in Yan Lenghuang's eyes, he didn't know when he would be able to grow taller than Ling Han, and then he could wrap Ling Han's hand completely in his own. A blush appeared, "Come with me, I have something for you."

Yan Lenghuang held Ling Han's hand all the time, and walked into a gazebo in a garden, Yan Lenghuang let go of Ling Han's hand, then took out a porcelain bottle from the Qiankun bag on his waist, and handed it to Ling Han.

"what is this?"

"Energy Accumulation Pill, if you take one pill, you can absorb the aura of heaven and earth several times faster within seven days."

Yunqi Pill is the only elixir produced by the Qingxu Sect, but only ten bottles can be refined every year. It is an extremely precious elixir. If it is not a disciple who is valued by the sect and has made outstanding contributions to the sect, It is impossible to get this bottle of elixir.Every disciple who got this elixir would not hide it by himself like a treasure, and would not take out the whole bottle and give it to him like Yan Lenghuang.

After hearing Yan Lenghuang's words, Ling Han was stunned, "It would be too wasteful to give it to me, you can use it yourself, I can't take it." This bottle of elixir is not as effective for him as it is for Yan Lenghuang's own practice. The effect is great.Even if a five-spiritual root like him speeds up the speed of absorbing the spiritual energy of the world, but without the corresponding ability and speed of tempering the spiritual energy of the heaven and the earth, the doubled spiritual energy absorbed is just wasted in vain.

Yan Lenghuang forced the porcelain bottle into Ling Han's hands, "Even if this bottle can increase your cultivation a little, it's not a waste."

After a month of practice and study, he knew that a cultivator's lifespan would increase a lot every time he entered a stage. If he reached the stage of transforming gods, he could almost live a long life.But a monk who has not entered the foundation building period has the same lifespan as a mortal, only a short period of 100 years. It is impossible for him to watch Ling Han die in front of him. Raise Ling Han's cultivation base.

Ling Han just felt another warm current in his heart, and he couldn't refuse anymore, so he could only say, "Then we will each have half, if you don't agree to me, then I won't accept it."

He remembered that there was an empty porcelain bottle in his Qiankun bag, so he took it out, poured half of the Yunqi Pill into the porcelain bottle, and was about to take it back, but Yan Lenghuang reached out and snatched the bottle from his hand. Porcelain bottle, "I want this one." Then he touched the porcelain bottle with his fingers calmly, and put it into his arms like a baby.