Different Thoughts

Lin Zheng's words were full of infinite surprises, and they echoed in the hall for a long time.

At this time, everyone present had different expressions.

Sima Kongming and Liu Bingfeng both had a trace of joy on their faces, and nodded slightly, obviously very satisfied.

Others, such as Ye Ku, were full of envy, and their eyes stayed on Lin Zheng.

Lin Wending stood aside, watching Lin Zheng kneel down and shout "teacher" to Gu Qinghe. His expression changed, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Gu Qinghe lowered his head and looked at Lin Zheng kneeling on the ground in front of him. His old face was full of excitement. He nodded repeatedly and stretched out his hand to signal Lin Zheng to stand up.

"Good, good disciple."

"Get up."

Lin Zheng's body kneeling there was helped up by Gu Qinghe. The master and disciple made Sima Kongming amazed again and again.

"The academy's number one alchemist, Gu Qinghe's last disciple."

"This..."

Until this moment, Lin Wending, who was not far away, frowned and his face gradually became gloomy, and finally his face was as cold as ice, like ashes.

This thought has been lingering in Lin Wending's mind.

At this moment, Lin Wending knew that it would not be so easy to move Lin Zheng in the future.

Gu Qinghe's last disciple, just this identity, seemed so special in the academy, and few people dared to offend him.

"Hu, hu..."

Lin Wending took a few long breaths and forced a smile on his face, but it looked so bitter at the moment.

After Lin Zheng was helped up by Gu Qinghe, the stone that was originally hanging in his heart had also fallen to the ground, and he no longer worried too much.

When his sight passed through the crowd and fell on the bitter expression of Lin Wending in the corner, he couldn't help but reveal a trace of joy in his eyes, but soon looked away.

"Teacher."

"This Wandu Pill is a gift from your student."

Lin Zheng naturally didn't care too much about Lin Wending's reaction. He focused his attention on Gu Qinghe in front of him, bowed slightly, and handed over the jade box in his hand.

"This..."

Lin Zheng's sudden action made Gu Qinghe stunned for a moment, not knowing why.

But soon, he laughed heartily: "Hahaha..."

"Okay, okay!"

"In that case, then I will accept it."

Gu Qinghe had actually been thinking about this pill for a long time. When he saw Lin Zheng offering it to him, a gratified smile appeared on his face. Without saying much, he reached out and took it.

Seeing this scene, whether it was Lin Zheng, Gu Qinghe, or Sima Kongming, Liu Bingfeng and others who were watching nearby, all showed a smile on their faces. The hearty laughter instantly spread throughout the venue and echoed in the entire hall.

Only Lin Wending, standing aside, his withered and yellow face twitched unconsciously, with a sense of fake smile, and his face became extremely bitter.

"Disciple still hopes that the teacher will give more guidance."

After handing the refined Wandu Pill to Gu Qinghe, Lin Zheng stepped back a few steps and said respectfully.

"Haha..."

Gu Qinghe was naturally very excited to accept a disciple with amazing talent like Lin Zheng as his apprentice, and a hearty smile appeared on his face.

"Sure, sure."

At this time, the joy on Gu Qinghe's face was revealed.

This time, the turmoil ended with Lin Zheng's worship of Gu Qinghe. All parties were naturally very happy, with excitement on their faces. Only Lin Wending stood aside, his face gloomy and changing, and no one knew what he was thinking...

...

The incident came to an end, Sima Kongming, Liu Bingfeng, Ye Ku and the other three hurried away.

With the identity of Gu Qinghe's entry disciple, Lin Zheng's status in Nanshan College was rapidly improved, and his status was even higher than that of elite disciples.

Gu Qinghe had never accepted a disciple in his life. This time he made an exception and accepted a disciple, which would naturally cause a stir.

However, Lin Zheng was completely ignorant of all this, or he didn't care about it at all.

After leaving the alchemy department, Lin Zheng went back to the dormitory without stopping, and didn't even look at other people or things.

"Feng Jiang."

When people came, the voice came first, like a huge bell echoing, spreading throughout the room.

"Bang!" Lin Zheng kicked the closed door open without hesitation. What came into view was a burly figure, accompanied by thunderous snoring, which echoed in the room constantly, and the huge body kept rising and falling there. The sound of Lin Zheng kicking the door open was extremely loud. Feng Jiang, who was originally lying on the bed snoring, suddenly jumped up as if stimulated by something. "Who, who is it?" "Lin Zheng, you are back?" Feng Jiang's tone was originally full of displeasure, but when he saw Lin Zheng standing at the door, a smile appeared on his fat face, and his burly body moved like a meat mountain, approaching Lin Zheng. "It is said that you were taken away by the law enforcement team." "And you were taken to the elite department. How is it, are you okay?" Feng Jiang moved his burly body, and the flesh on his body seemed to fall off at any time. Although he asked questions, he saw Lin Zheng standing there, and naturally guessed something in his heart. "Do you think I'm okay?" Seeing this long-lost friend, Lin Zheng's mood also improved, and he also started joking. Arriving in the hall of the room, Lin Zheng sat down on the soft chair, curled up in it, and seemed to enjoy it very much. Then, Feng Jiang's burly figure came over and sat down opposite him, and the chair made an unwilling "creaking" sound. "Not only is it okay, but also..." At this point, Lin Zheng's voice suddenly paused, and he couldn't help but look up at Feng Jiang in front of him. Seeing the latter's expectant look, he couldn't help but nod slightly, and then said. "I also worshipped Gu Qinghe." "Become his last disciple." The calm voice, without a trace of emotion, sounded very clearly and echoed in this space. Silence, unprecedented silence, as if the air was condensed together because of this, and in the whole world, only the breathing of the two people echoed one after another. "Pah..."

The chair next to Feng Jiang fell to the ground, but he ignored it. His movements were frozen there, motionless.

"Hula." At this time, Feng Jiang, who was sitting there quietly, suddenly stood up and took a few steps forward involuntarily. His huge body was like a wall, blocking Lin Zheng.

At the same time, he stretched out his hands like fine steel and clasped Lin Zheng's feet tightly, looking extremely excited.

"You mean, you mean, you were accepted as a disciple by Gu Qinghe?"

"Gu Qinghe, the number one alchemist in Nanshan College?"

"He, started to accept disciples?"

Feng Jiang said excitedly, and at the same time, his fat body trembled with his voice, as if his whole body was pressing down and trying to drown Lin Zheng's body.

"Fatty Feng, Fatty Feng."

"Move aside quickly."

"If you keep pressing me like this, I'm going to die."

Feng Jiang was standing in front, and Lin Zheng immediately felt the pressure coming over him. He waved his hands repeatedly, signaling Feng Jiang to stay away.

"Boom. Boom..."

Feng Jiang's huge body moved back a few steps, stomped his legs on the ground, making a heavy sound, and finally, with a "whoosh", he nestled into a large chair.

"Gu Qinghe actually started to accept disciples."

"It's really... unbelievable."

Even after a period of adaptation, Feng Jiang still sighed secretly at this moment, obviously a little unbelievable.

"What's unbelievable about this."

"I have a talent in alchemy, and being accepted as a disciple by Gu Qinghe, isn't that a very normal thing?"

Lin Zheng had a smile on his face. After seeing Feng Jiang's incredible look, he just spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Bullshit!" Feng Jiang turned his huge body around, facing Lin Zheng, and cursed directly, "There are so many talented people in the alchemy department of Nanshan College." "Why didn't Gu Qinghe accept any disciples?" "But he accepted you as a disciple?" Even though Lin Zheng's words were quite credible, they were a little incredible to Feng Jiang, and he even couldn't accept it in his heart. Gu Qinghe was obsessed with alchemy all his life and had achieved great success in alchemy. But unfortunately, he never accepted a disciple, which made people feel sorry from time to time. Gu Qinghe's alchemy skills would probably be buried in the ground after a hundred years. But he didn't expect that at this moment, Lin Zheng actually said that he was accepted as a disciple by Gu Qinghe. This information was really too shocking. "That..." "Fatty Feng!" At this time, Lin Zheng also understood that there was nothing to hide, and he spoke intermittently. "I refined a second-level elixir, the Ten Thousand Poisons Pill."

"So..."

At the end, Lin Zheng's voice became softer, and he was secretly observing Feng Jiang's reaction.

"What?"

"Second-level elixir, the Ten Thousand Poisons Pill?"

"How old are you?"

Sure enough, one sentence directly aroused Feng Jiang. At that moment, his expression was full of disbelief, and his voice could not help but rise a point, screaming.

"Seventeen years old, a seventeen-year-old second-level alchemist."

"No wonder, no wonder..."

Fat Feng's huge body was constantly moving, and his fat was shaking, as if it could fall off at any time.

"Hahaha..."

"A second-level alchemist, I really can't tell."

"Now, let's see how those people in the Lin family will look at you?"

"After hearing this news, are you regretting what you did a year ago?"

"Haha..."

At this moment, Feng Jiang was in a good mood, and his loud laughter spread out in waves, echoing around, appearing extremely arrogant.

"Hmm?" Lin Zheng was sitting there, and after hearing this, he couldn't help but frowned slightly.

"People from the Lin family?"

"This time, they will definitely regret what they did before."