Chapter 1005 Fusu Sword Returns to the Upper Realm
late at night.
Lin Zhao returned to the studio. It was already past eleven o'clock. Chen Xue, Shen Xingchen, Luo Man, Ding Chi and others also went offline. Everyone gathered together and drank seafood porridge cooked by Wang Jue.
"how's it going?"
Roman held up his hair while drinking porridge, looked up at Lin Zhao, and asked with a smile: "Brother, how did you go to learn to be a pilot with Fire Knife?"
"not so good……"
Lin Zhao said with a smile: "After three hours of study, I got on the simulator and started simulating flight. According to Fire Knife, I had crashed six times due to driving errors throughout the day, but around nine o'clock, I had
A perfect takeoff, avoiding missile attacks, orbital gun lock-on attacks, and dangerous landing operations. Fire Knife said that according to my progress, I will be able to fly to the cloud shadow level alone in three days, so I just need to practice more."
"Um."
Chen Xue nodded: "The Yunying class is okay. The operating system is relatively simple, and the auxiliary flight system is not complicated. The most difficult to fly is the Chiyou class. It is difficult to become proficient without a month or two of training."
Flying."
"No rush, take your time."
Lin Zhao picked up a small shaomai and asked: "How is the game?"
Shen Xingchen said: "The battlefield has been washing Jianjiang all day today, and finally I had a great time killing monsters. The experience value is very high. I upgraded to level 2 in one afternoon, which slightly made up for the losses in the battle of Baicheng."
, but... starting from tomorrow, we will enter the 'Ten Years War' version, and the game will progress very quickly."
"ah?"
Lin Zhao was surprised: "What does ten years of war mean?"
"The war will last another ten years."
Shen Xingchen smiled slightly and said: "Starting from tomorrow, at 12 noon every day, the large map of the Chinese server of "The World" will enter maintenance for one hour. In this hour, the story development progress equivalent to one year in the game will be refreshed.
, and within this hour, players can go online and watch the progress of the war online."
"That's it..."
Lin Zhao frowned: "I didn't expect that this war would last for ten years."
"yes."
Chen Xuedao: "But that's okay. As long as you spare an hour at noon every day, you can basically understand the plot development of the game within a year."
"Um."
Lin Zhao nodded: "Okay, let's eat. I have to get up and go to the base at seven o'clock tomorrow."
"OK."
Chen Xue smiled and said: "It's a good thing that you go to the base often to strengthen your control as the boss of Feiyue Transportation. Otherwise, Su Wan and Fire Sword's prestige in Feiyue Transportation will become higher and higher. In fact, it is not
What a good thing."
"Oh, I see."
Lin Zhao smiled and nodded. He naturally understood that reality is not a game. You have to pay attention to many details and changes in people's hearts, otherwise life will surprise you if you are not careful.
…
The next day.
Lin Zhao went to Feiyue Transportation early and had breakfast with a group of convoys in the canteen of the base. Many of the young staff who had just been recruited to Feiyue Transportation were young men with high spirits and had long known about Feiyue Transportation.
The real chairman of the board is a man named Lin Zhao, and he is the leader of the Scarlet Moon Knights, the famous Lin Baiyi in "The World".
Therefore, Lin Zhao is very popular in the base. Many young escorts who don't know him greet him with a smile. Under Huodao's reminder, they all call them boss instead of Mr. Lin. This is a different kind of corporate culture.
For a while, Lin Zhao also found it useful, feeling that the entire base was actually a projection of reality from the Knights of the Crimson Moon.
This is better. In reality, Lin Zhao may not be able to manage a group with thousands of employees, but if he manages a guild with thousands of employees, he will be able to manage it with ease, and it will be much easier to deal with.
In the morning, they continued to practice Yunying-class flying. Huodao deployed a Yunying-class specifically for Lin Zhao's flight. They flew all morning, repeatedly practicing take-off and landing, avoidance, attack, defense and other tactical actions.
Over the course of the morning, Lin Zhao became more and more proficient in the operation, and he already felt like man and machine were integrated into one.
Huodao clicked his tongue and sighed, Lin Zhao's talent is really terrifying. Not only is Lin Baiyi at the top of the national server in the game, but he also has super understanding of driving, flying, equipment, etc. He is also a man in science and engineering, with excellent foundation. Many
The operation and principles can be said to be easy to understand, and it is much scarier than a professional pilot. I estimate that in a few days, I will be able to learn to fly the Chiyou class.
At noon, after dinner, it was just past twelve o'clock.
Lin Zhao took his gaming helmet and hid in the chairman's office, locked the door, put on the helmet, read the data and entered the game.
as usual.
He appeared in a dark cage and was still pressed on Wuwu Mountain. However, when Lin Zhao pricked up his ears to sense it, the sound of the battle in the distance had disappeared. Baicheng had been razed to the ground, and the other people on the top of the mountain were no longer there.
The garden was also burned to the ground, and the snow-covered Tianchi he had worked so hard to build had disappeared, leaving only the lonely Hefeng Academy.
"System Wizard."
He took a deep breath and said: "Enter the Ten Years War version program."
"yes."
The long-lost voice sounded, and the next moment, Lin Zhao's eyes lit up. He was guided by the system elf into the version program. He stood in a magnificent palace. He was the only one. In front of him, pictures and data lay across the screen.
I quickly entered the interpretation state of interpreting this year——
In March, the Battle of Baicheng ended. Lin Zhao, Chen Ben, Su Qingjiu, Tang Guangjun, Chu Yu, Liu Liying and others died in the battle. Baicheng and the mountain top garden were burned to the ground, and the entire snowy Tianchi was turned into a pile of decay.
In early April, the army of demons and demons went south to attack Xijianjiang. In late April, Lin Xingchu used hundreds of Begonia gold boats to hold off the demons. The demons' fierce attack forced them to go east and take a detour from the Dongfang Snow Ridge.
Go south.
In late April, ten military tents of the demon clan came to the Fusu Great Wall and began to attack the human defenders inside the Fusu Great Wall.
At the beginning of May, the battle between inner demons in the upper realm became intense.
…
"This is it..."
Lin Zhao frowned and directly stopped the progress in May, and then selected the scene of "Ding Muchen pulling back the Fusu sword" from the important events. His eyes suddenly lit up, and Lin Zhao was immersed in it with a ray of mind.
In the picture scroll of the world.
On the Conferred God Stage, many human monks fought bloody battles.
In the sky, more than a hundred bloody figures of fearful inner demons appeared together, and there were tens of thousands of undefeated inner demons who launched an offensive together with the demon flames. This battle was so dark that the sky was dark, and the sound of killing shook the sky. Countless inner demons
They were crushed by magical means, but on the human side, ancient sages continued to fall.
Rays of golden light hung in the sky, like falling stars.
Lin Zhao stood on a green peak and looked up. His heart was filled with ups and downs. He knew that each meteor represented the fall of a human sage, and at least one of the thirteenth realm!
In the lower realm, the status of a thirteenth-level saint is quite lofty, and no secular dynasty dares to neglect it. However, in the battle of inner demons in Tianwaitian, the fall of a thirteenth-level saint seems quite rare.
usually.
Amidst the surging flames, a figure in white clothes Shengxue stepped back, it was the second senior sister Mingyuechi.
At this time, Mingyuechi's whole body was shrouded in the flames of the fearful inner demon. When she used a ray of sword intent to drive away the flames of the inner demon, Lin Zhao discovered that one of Mingyuechi's left arms had been burned black.
, if it had been any slower, I might have lost an arm like Zhi Zhi.
"Sister!"
Not far away, a bright sword light bloomed in the sky. Ding Muchen held a long sword with condensed sword intent and smashed the body of a fearful inner demon. He then swept out a punch, and the soldier was full of murderous intent.
The bodies of the three undefeated inner demons were crushed, but when Ding Muchen looked back, he found a figure in the distance trapped.
This is Tao Sheng Lieyun.
Holding a Taoist sword in his hand, Lie Yun's body was covered with hexagrams. This most outstanding disciple of the Taoist ancestor himself had profound cultivation and strong combat power. However, even so, he was defeated by more than a dozen fearful inner demons and thousands of demons.
The undefeated inner demons were surrounded, and even hundreds of undefeated inner demons directly exploded their souls, forming a inner demon cage, imprisoning Na Lieyun in it.
"Look at the sword!"
Ding Muchen jumped into the air, and the long sword in his hand erupted with a sword light of thousands of feet. He landed on the cage with a fierce sword, which made the world tremble. The restrictions in the sky outside the sky buzzed, but this sword only killed dozens of them.
Even though the body of the undefeated inner demon was wiped out, he still couldn't save Lie Yun who was trapped in the cage.
"Ouch~~~"
Lie Yun was holding a long sword, and the hexagrams around his body were flowing. He couldn't help laughing and said: "I'm careless, but I don't want to end up like Wang Laodao. What a misfortune, I have to go to Jiuquan to grab a drink from Wang Laodao."
"You are so beautiful!"
Ding Muchen laughed loudly from a distance: "As long as I'm here, who will allow you to die?"
As he spoke, Ding Muchen raised his big hand in the direction of the lower realm and roared: "Sword————come!"
Between heaven and earth, sword intent surges!
In the distance, Wei Huarou raised his lips slightly, and finally saw this guy yelling "Sword is coming". This scene was really shocking. The only Fourteenth Level Sword Cultivator in the Three Realms was indeed well-deserved.
"Shua——"
A ray of light dragged from the lower realm and turned into a silver long sword. It was the body of the Fusu Sword among the Ten Swords in the World. This long sword that guarded the world finally returned to the upper realm and returned to the hands of its master. Suddenly,
The light surged and the cheers continued, and Ding Muchen immediately swung out his sword, as if he was going to separate the heaven and the earth.
Obviously, this complete Ding Muchen will be a nightmare for the inner demon army!
…
Lower bound, Fusu Great Wall.
Suddenly, the aura of the entire Fusu Great Wall seemed to have disappeared. The Great Wall was still the same Great Wall, but the rich sword spirit and martial arts luck had disappeared, replaced by desolation. When Ding Muchen pulled out
When walking Fusu Jian, the entire Great Wall suddenly lost its spiritual energy and turned into an extremely desolate old city.
"call--"
In the back mountain, an old swordsman who was imprisoned by chains opened his eyes all of a sudden. The overwhelming pressure that fell on his shoulders suddenly disappeared. Now he has finally regained his freedom in the true sense.
It is no longer a bird in a cage or a fish in a pond.
