The woman had a graceful figure, turned around and walked out of the courtyard gate of the study hall before disappearing without a trace.
…
Lin Zhao stood blankly on the spot. The scene just now was quite thrilling for him. The image of the woman's nine swaying tails has been deeply imprinted in his mind. It will not go away, and it may even become a heart-stirring thing.
magic.
"Kyuubi."
Qin Suihan stood up and said with a smile: "One of the principals of the Monster Clan."
"ah!?"
Lin Zhao was surprised, isn't Boss Qin just a bookstore owner? What would a dignified person in charge of a monster clan do with him as a bookstore owner? Could it be that... Boss Qin offended someone in some way?
The young man frowned: "Boss Qin, she... what does she want from you?"
"Just a game of chess."
Qin Suihan smiled and said: "Lin Zhao, congratulations on your great military exploits in the north. I've heard about it. Now you are the commander of the Snowy Tianchi."
The young man's face turned red: "It's nothing. If Boss Qin hadn't taken care of me when I was a child, I wouldn't be alive today, let alone the achievements I have now."
"You have to work hard..."
Qin Suihan picked up the dried fish and dried them one by one on the outer wall. He said: "The demon clan is about to attack. We young people from the human race should be more self-reliant. Otherwise, there will be no hope for the entire human race."
"Ok, I know."
Lin Zhao cupped his fists and said, "Boss Qin, I'm going back to practice boxing."
"etc."
Qin Suihan narrowed his eyes, looked at Lin Zhao's Ling Ruins and the three Yunjian Lakes, and said with a smile: "Why aren't you surprised that you could see the true form of Nine Tails just now?"
Lin Zhao frowned: "This matter is indeed strange. Does Boss Qin know the reason?"
"Well, I know a little bit about it."
Qin Suihan looked at him with a smile and said: "A sword cultivator who can open the eyes of heaven to see the mortal world is nothing more than starting to see everything in the world with the eyes of the heart. So I guess that you have probably formed a sword heart, otherwise it is not possible."
You will see the true form of Kyuubi."
"ah?!"
The young man looked confused: "Kenshin? What is that..."
"If a martial artist has courage, a swordsman will naturally have a heart for the sword."
Qin Suihan said: "If you don't have a sword heart, you won't be able to practice a clear sword heart in this life, let alone become a sword immortal."
"That's it..."
Lin Zhao secretly rejoiced: "In other words, I have a chance to become a sword immortal?"
"There are opportunities, but we need to work harder."
"knew!"
The young man looked happy: "Then I'll go back and practice sword practice!"
"Go~~~"
…
The young man rode away, and a ray of white light flew out from the ancient sword behind his back, fell into the small courtyard, and transformed into a woman in white, who was the White Dragon Goddess.
Qin Suihan stood up, and to the side, a gray figure stared at him. It was the doctor Zhang, who looked like he might die at any moment.
"See the Immortal."
Qin Suihan and Zhang Langzhong handed over their hands together.
"no."
The White Dragon Goddess frowned slightly: "Only the three of us in Tianchi Town know about Lin Zhao's contract with an immortal sword heart, so... don't tell anyone about it, lest he be killed."
"yes!"
The two nodded together.
"Qin Suihan."
The White Dragon Goddess glanced at her and said, "Have you made an agreement with the demon clan?"
"yes."
Qin Suihan took a deep breath and said: "In half a month, the demon clan will send five masters to the snowy Tianchi to compete with the five masters of the human race for five consecutive games. Which side will win more games?
Even if it is a victory, if the demon clan wins, the human race will abandon the snowy Tianchi and the Fusu Great Wall, and all the human race will move to the south of the six major passes. If the human race wins, the four northern clans headed by the demon clan will retreat three thousand miles.
You must set foot on the territory of the human race."
"Can you believe what the demon clan says?"
The White Dragon Goddess sneered: "What's more, if we talk about top masters, the demon clan can count the thirteen realms on one hand, and the human race has so many thirteen realms?"
"No."
Qin Suihan shook his head: "So Jiuwei and I have agreed that the masters sent by both sides are not allowed to exceed the twelve realms. The final result should be a showdown between ten twelve realms."
"In this case, there is still something to see."
The White Dragon Goddess glanced at her and said with a smile: "Whether the human race wins or loses, I don't care about these things. I just hope that my Lin Zhao will be fine."
Qin Suihan smiled and said: "The situation is overwhelming. If the human race is defeated and the four northern tribes move south, no one in the world can stay out of it."
"snort!"
The White Dragon Goddess snorted coldly: "Just do your own thing well."
With that said, she floated away, chasing Lin Zhao and sinking into the scabbard.
…
"This guy doesn't have a good temper." Zhang Langzhong said with a smile as he stooped.
"Yeah?"
Qin Suihan stroked his beard and said with a smile: "She has a much better temper now than she did tens of thousands of years ago."
"..."
Zhang Langzhong frowned: "Who is she?"
"You don't know better."
"What's the meaning?"
Zhang Langzhong looked unhappy: "As a saint who sits in the ancestral home of a medical family, am I not allowed to talk about her?"
"Um."
Qin Suihan nodded with a smile: "Don't talk about it, lest the family of the medical family be implicated by you. It's not easy for those old doctors who have done all the good deeds to save the world and accumulated so much merit and blessings, but don't lose them all in the hands of you."
Already."
The old doctor glanced at the old salted fish hanging on the wall in frustration: "Did Lin Zhao bring you food again? Have some wine?"
"Don't drink."
The scholar shook his head: "From now on, cheating on food and drink is prohibited in the library. Lin Zhao gave this to me, but he never said he would give Zhang Langzhong a bite."
"Qin Suihan! You are stingy!"
The old man stamped his feet and beat his chest, furious.
…
Mountain top garden.
When Lin Zhao returned to the room, the White Dragon Goddess had also used a magical power to cover up the aura of his sword heart. Otherwise, it would be too shocking. The young man who was only fifteen years old and the Eighth Realm Warrior had concluded a
Forget about the golden God of War courage, now he has become an immortal sword cultivator with only the Four Realms Sword Cultivator. What kind of talent and foundation is this? Even with the natural sword type, it can't be described. Even Qin Suihan
He and the White Dragon Goddess have already determined that as long as Lin Zhao is given a certain amount of time, the human race can look forward to the birth of a Fourteenth Level Great Sword Immortal, a true top invincible master!
Lin Zhao knew nothing about this. He sat cross-legged on the bed and diligently cultivated his sword spirit. When he looked inside with his spiritual consciousness, he saw a golden sword heart buried deep in the Lingxu, just like a human heart.
, but the surface is full of mottled kendo carvings. Since Lin Zhao became a swordsman, every kendo understanding and every ray of sword charm has been chiseled into the heart of the sword. This sword heart can be said to be his whole body.
The crystallization of swordsmanship.
To practice swordsmanship, you don't have to be limited to moves, swordsmanship, and extraordinary swordsmanship. Even if a swordsman has been sitting idle for a hundred years and has never touched a sword in a hundred years, as long as he wakes up once, he can pick up a wisp of swords between his fingers.
The Qi will be earth-shattering. Sword cultivation is more about the heart of the sword. Therefore, Lin Zhao never wields the sword in the courtyard and practices the sword. It is not necessary. His own sword intention is strong enough and the sword energy is strong enough. He can cut it out at will.
A single sword has the power to destroy the heaven and the earth. As for the flying sword in Yunjian Lake, it is refined every day with Qingxin Rock and becomes sharper and sharper.
Generally speaking, Lin Zhao, a sword cultivator of the Fourth Realm, has the foundation of a martial artist of the Eighth Realm, and also has an immortal sword heart sitting in the middle palace, so he may be able to catch up with the peak sword cultivator of the Seventh Realm with a sword he swings at will!
…
Late at night, a flying fish letter was sent from the snowy Tianchi.
Zhuque camp commander's tent.
Young Master Yu was dressed in military armor and sat on the commander's seat, staring at the writing brushes of the two military counselors with a pair of beautiful eyes, and said: "Write clearly, for the five duels, the demon race and the human race will each have five people, and there can only be ten.
In the second realm, if the demon race wins, the human race will give up the snowy Tianchi Lake and the Fusu Great Wall, and the vast northern territory will be lost. If the human race wins, the demon race will retreat three thousand miles and will not use any weapons against the human race for a hundred years."
"Your Majesty."
A captain frowned and said: "Monster monks are physically strong and can often transcend a realm to fight against human monks. In these five confrontations, do we really have a chance of winning? Could it be... This is just one of the demon clan
trick?"
"There is nothing we can do, this is already the best result."
Shao Shiyu sighed: "The human race's surprise attack in the north failed, and they lost 900,000 of the country's most elite soldiers, while the demon race's main force only lost less than one-third, plus the demon race, the ghost race
The regiments are still intact. If the four northern tribes move south at this time, the human race will definitely not be able to defend it. Hmph... If it weren't for the pressure from many forces such as the Confucian Wenlin, the military ancestral court, the Mohist ancestral court, etc., I'm afraid the demon race wouldn't be able to hold it either.
I will agree to the agreement for these five games."
"Yes, I understand."
…
Late at night, the lights in the south of the town are brightly lit.
Chu Huaixi, Huang Tingyu, Chen Yu, plus Lin Zhao who had just been summoned, a group of people in bright armor were waiting at the entrance of the town. Just below the mountain, an army was slowly entering the town.
A man wearing soft armor and a sword, full of killing power, this army is made up of all warriors, at least the entry-level warriors of the first level.
Wuzhen Tower, one of the six great palace officials of the Great Shang Dynasty, guards Hulao Pass. There are a total of 150,000 warriors in Wuzhen Tower. Everyone leads the way, and they are all warriors. And among the crowd, a man wearing the armor of a palace commander,
The palace commander, with his cloak flying behind him and a certain air of immortality, rode forward on his horse, clasping his fists and nodding at Chu Huaixi and others one by one.
Lu Fengxian, the master of Wuzhen Tower and one of the six commanders of Dashang.
"Thank you for your hard work, Your Majesty!"
Chu Huaixi clasped his fists, nodded and said with a smile: "Wuzhen Tower has settled in the Snowy Tianchi. Chu Huaixi is extremely grateful!"
Lu Fengxian looked solemn, clasped his fists at Chu Huaixi and said with a smile: "The building is about to collapse, and we and other warriors should step forward. Chu Shuai is polite!"
"Please, we have prepared a camp for 50,000 people for Wuzhen Tower!"
"Thank you!"
…
Lu Fengxian led the people from Wuzhenlou to pass. There were fifty thousand soldiers, all of whom were warriors.
"Anyone else coming?"
Chen Yu asked.
"Um."
Chu Huaixi nodded and said, "This army will have a larger number."
"Ding Haijun?"
"Exactly!"
Soon after, the sound of horse hooves was heard from the bottom of the mountain. Countless merchant cavalry and infantry came up the mountain. They were the Dinghai navy from Yanmen Pass, with a total strength of about 150,000. They were led by the palace commander Bei Minghai personally to the snowy Tianchi.
…
At this moment, Lin Zhao looked solemn. He was even more convinced that the decisive battle between the human race and the demon race was really not far away.
