Chapter 8 – The Most Lazy Cultivator of Immortality 最会偷懒的修仙者

After Lin Yuan woke up, his life temporarily returned to peace, and he began to gradually adapt to the life of an outer sect disciple. Every day, he practiced basic saber techniques, comprehended the abilities of the Golden Eyes, and took on some simple outer sect tasks. The days in the outer sect were much easier compared to his time as a servant disciple, but there was also an invisible pressure: resources were limited, competition was fierce, and a slight carelessness could lead to being eliminated.

He occasionally had a few arguments with Meng Xinghe. The two of them were somewhat well-known in the outer sect and were occasionally teased by those around them as "the most lazy cultivators of immortality."

At the same time, Lin Xuefei met Bai Moli, a female disciple of the inner sect, in a peach grove on the back mountain. It was completely quiet all around, with only the gentle breeze blowing.

Leaning against a peach tree, Bai Moli tilted her head and looked at Lin Xuefei: "Sister Xuefei, you're always so cold and don't smile much. I heard that you've been going to the outer mountain a lot recently. Is it because of that little servant disciple named Lin Yuan?"

Lin Xuefei's eyes turned cold, and her tone was flat: "Don't meddle too much. It has nothing to do with you."

Bai Moli blinked and showed a hearty smile: "I don't believe it! Although you don't like to talk much, I can still guess what's on your mind. However, I think that Lin Yuan is quite interesting. He looks a bit silly, and maybe he can really bring you some different kind of fun!"

Lin Xuefei was silent for a moment and then said slowly: "Bai Moli, I don't believe in fate, but I believe in choices." Her voice was as cold as ice and snow, but a trace of complex emotions flashed in her eyes.

After hearing this, Bai Moli was slightly taken aback, and then she regained her smile: "Okay, okay. Let's not talk about these boring things! Come on, let's go and watch the inner sect competition. I heard that a certain elder of your Pill Refining Peak hasn't been very quiet recently!"

Lin Xuefei used her spiritual sense to sense the surroundings and said: "Stop talking. There's someone around. Let's go and watch the competition." So, Lin Xuefei and Bai Moli left in a hurry.

A few days later, Bai Moli accidentally ran into Meng Xinghe. He was drinking alone on the back mountain to drown his sorrows, and a faint sense of loneliness emanated from him.

Bai Moli ran over and stood with her hands on her hips, looking dissatisfied: "Meng Xinghe! How can you give up on yourself like this?!"

Meng Xinghe slightly raised his head, his eyes cold: "What do you know? Don't come here and boss me around."

Bai Moli didn't back down: "It doesn't matter whether I know or not, but the way you look now is simply a waste of time!"

Meng Xinghe sneered, his voice tinged with a hint of sarcasm: "Bai Moli, not everyone is like you, born at the top of the pyramid. People like us don't need others' sympathy!"

Bai Moli was stunned by his words, but she didn't leave. Instead, she stared at him for a long time. Finally, she let out a sigh: "You, you're so proud, yet why do you pretend to be so cold? It's really a headache."

Without their knowledge, a lazy fellow was lying under a big tree and listened to their conversation with his eyes closed. Who else could this lazy person be but Lin Yuan? Lin Yuan silently thought in his heart: "Xinghe, Xinghe, shouldn't you be shouting that in thirty years, the situation may change, and don't look down on Xinghe when he's poor? Tsk tsk tsk, what an intense interaction."

The scene switched back to Lin Xuefei again. She was meeting with a person in black in the dense forest at night.

The person in black lowered his voice, exuding a bit of pressure: "Have you found any clues about the sect's treasured artifact, the 'Wuchen Golden Wheel'?"

Lin Xuefei frowned slightly, scanned the surroundings with a vigilant gaze, and her voice was low but carried a trace of stubbornness: "Not yet. However, I've found that the ring on that disciple named Lin Yuan's hand is very unusual. The resonance between it and the metal spiritual energy is quite strange. I'll keep an eye on it. It will just take some time to figure out what the connection is between it and the Wuchen Golden Wheel."

The man in black gave a cold snort, his tone full of threat: "You'd better hurry up and don't play any tricks. In your current situation, you don't have the luxury of being slow."

Lin Xuefei's face was as cold as water. A trace of barely noticeable hatred flashed in her eyes, but she quickly regained her calm. Her tightly clenched fist trembled slightly, and she said in a low voice: "I know what to do."

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林远醒来后,日子暂时恢复了平静,他开始慢慢适应外门弟子的生活.每天修炼基础刀法,体悟金瞳的能力,接一些简单的外门任务.外门的日子相较于杂役时期轻松了许多,但也多了一份无形的压力:资源有限,竞争激烈,稍有不慎就会被淘汰.

他偶尔和孟星河争论几句,两人在外门也算是小有名气,偶尔被身边人调侃为 "最会偷懒的修仙者".

与此同时,林雪霏与内门女弟子白茉莉在后山的一片桃林相遇,四周静谧无声,只有微风轻轻拂过.

白茉莉倚靠着一棵桃树,歪着头看向林雪霏:"雪霏姐姐,你总是这么冷淡,都不怎么笑.我听说你最近总去外山,难道是因为那个叫林远的小杂役弟子?"

林雪霏目光一冷,语气平淡:"别管太多,这与你无关."

白茉莉眨了眨眼,露出一个爽朗的笑容:"我才不信呢!你虽然不爱说话,但你心里在想什么,我还能猜不到?不过,我觉得那林远还挺有趣的,看起来傻乎乎的,说不定真能给你带来点不一样的乐趣!"

林雪霏沉默片刻,缓缓说道:"白茉莉,我不信命运,但我信选择." 她的声音如同冰雪般清冷,眼底却闪过一丝复杂的情绪.

白茉莉听后,微微一怔,随即又恢复了笑容:"好吧好吧,不聊这些没意思的事了!走,我们去看看内门的比试,我听说你们炼丹峰的某位长老最近可不太安分呢!"

林雪霏用神识感应了一下四周,说:"别说了,有人.去看比试吧." 于是,林雪霏与白茉莉匆匆离开了.

几日后,白茉莉偶然碰到孟星河,他正独自一人在后山借酒消愁,周身散发着一股淡淡的孤寂之感.

白茉莉跑过去,一脸不满地叉腰问道:"孟星河!你怎么能这么自暴自弃?!"

孟星河微微抬起头,眼中透着冷漠:"你又懂什么?别来对我指手画脚."

白茉莉毫不退缩:"我懂不懂不重要,但你现在这副模样,简直就是在浪费光阴!"

孟星河冷笑一声,声音里带着一丝讥讽:"白茉莉,不是每个人都像你一样,天生就站在金字塔顶端.像我们这种人,不需要别人的同情!"

白茉莉被他的话噎住了,但并没有离开,而是盯着他看了许久,最后叹了口气:"你啊,明明这么骄傲,干嘛要装得这么冷漠呢?真是让人头疼."

在两人不知情的情况下,有个懒散的家伙正躺在一棵大树下,闭着眼睛听完了他们的对话,这个懒散的人不是林远还能是谁.林远在心里默默感慨:"星河啊星河,你不是应该大喊三十年河东,三十年河西,莫欺星河穷吗?啧啧啧,极限拉扯啊."

镜头再次切回到林雪霏,她正在夜晚的密林中与一名黑衣人接头.

黑衣人压低声音,带着几分压迫感:"镇派之宝'无痕金轮'的线索有眉目了吗?"

林雪霏微微皱眉,目光警惕地扫向四周,声音低沉却透着一丝倔强:"还没有.不过,我发现那个叫林远的弟子手上的戒指很不寻常,它与金属性灵气之间的共鸣很奇特.我会继续盯着,只是需要些时间,才能弄清楚它和无痕金轮到底有什么关联."

黑衣人冷哼一声,语气中满是威胁:"你最好抓紧时间,别耍花样.你现在的处境,可由不得你磨磨蹭蹭."

林雪霏面沉如水,眼中闪过一抹不易察觉的恨意,但很快又恢复了平静,紧握的拳头却微微颤抖了一下,低声道:"我知道该怎么做."