"Sir, congratulations on opening the fourth Yunjian Lake!"
Outside the window, Zhi Zhi said with a smile.
"Hahaha~~~"
Lin Zhao nodded: "Tell Dongzang to add extra food this morning. Let's all eat more. This is to celebrate my fourth Yunjian Lake."
"Uh-huh."
After eating breakfast, Lin Zhao was not in a hurry to refine life and death, but called Lin Zhujie.
"Mountain Master."
Lin Zhujie, the chief worshiper of the Shanding Villa, stood upright. You must know that the chief worshiper of the Shanding Villa was Lin Wanhua, the Great Sword Immortal. When he thought of being able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Lin Wanhua, Lin Zhujie felt extremely proud.
He cupped his fists gently and said, "Master of the mountain, please tell me something!"
"I'm about to go into seclusion to refine my sword. There's something I want to ask you to do before I go into seclusion."
"Mountain Master, please speak!"
Lin Zhao looked serious and said: "Let's go to the world of neon clothes. I heard them say that when Baicheng was captured, Old Huang transformed into a tengu and carried Tong Yu, Zhang Luobai and Zhuang Yirong to the world of neon clothes.
, after ten years of separation, I don’t know where they are hiding in Nishang World. Maybe they have been cut off from the outside world for a long time, so I want you to go to Nishang World, find them, and tell them that they can come back.
There is no garden at the top of the mountain."
"yes!"
Lin Zhujie happily accepted the order and said, "Then I'm leaving now?"
"Go ahead and take care of yourself along the way."
"Thank you, Lord Mountain!"
Lin Zhujie turned around and disappeared into a wisp of breeze over the snowy Tianchi.
"This is Lin Zhujie?"
Zhi Zhi walked in holding a plate of fruit.
"Go to Nishang Tianxia and find Lao Huang and the others." Lin Zhaodao: "I'm about to go into seclusion to refine the fourth natal flying sword. Let Yu Wanning help me protect the law. Gao Zhi, don't stop refining the sword.
The swords have been refined in the living room, and Yu Wanning is protecting two of them by himself, so it shouldn't be a big problem."
"good."
Zhizhi smiled and nodded.
…
In the morning, Lin Zhao began to refine the flying sword of life and death.
When he began to refine the flying sword, he discovered that the mystery inside it was far beyond what ordinary people could understand. When layers of sword intent wrapped around the tip of the sword, Lin Zhao was immersed in a rich Confucianism and Taoism.
In the artistic conception, it is like standing on a green peak, and you can overlook the rhythm of literary movement in the world with your eyes open.
Under the wrap of the sword intent, the surface structure of the sword tip was peeled off bit by bit. At the same time, the hilt of the Dragon-Slaying Sword that Lin Zhao carried behind his back also had a golden luster, which resonated with the three-inch flowing water.
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For a moment, Lin Zhao's eyes flashed, as if he had traveled through time, and appeared in front of an old bamboo house. The lights in the bamboo house were dim. At this time, there was a young master holding a carving knife, and he was carving words on the slips very seriously.
, stroke by stroke, so rigorously that wisps of golden literary luck appeared around him without even noticing it.
That young Master was exactly what the Holy Master looked like when he was young.
Lin Zhao took a deep breath and immersed himself in this period of time. Lines of words continued to flow through his mind. They were all the thresholds encountered by the most holy teacher in his studies, and the rivers he waded through. In an instant,
For a moment, Lin Zhao only felt that his heart was filled with aura of awe-inspiring aura. The literary fortune on the tip of this sword was a bit richer than Mr. Qin's flying sword Haoran!
Moreover, the qualifications of Feijian are not the same.
Although Mr. Qin is knowledgeable, he is only a contemporary Confucian sage consecrated by heaven and earth. Who is the most holy teacher? He is the ancestor of Confucianism and the true ancestor!
As a result, when the refining of a flying sword was completed, Lin Zhao was already covered in sweat. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the sky outside had turned dark, and it was already dark by accident.
At this time, the flying sword of life and death turned into a stream of light. When Lin Zhao thought, the flying sword that had been refined into the shape of a sword became more and more golden, suspended in front of Lin Zhao, it was already a sword with real meaning. The flying sword on my body was my destiny. I reached out and flicked it, and the properties of this flying sword given by the sage master floated in front of my eyes——
【Life and Death】(Flying Sword)
Rank: Immortal
Level:1
Damage: Kill 80%
Attack speed: 2 seconds/time
Divine power: [ritual and music]
[Liyue]: After activating the ritual and music protection, any damage will be reduced by 50% for 6 seconds. The real damage effect will be ignored. Other damage reduction effects can be superimposed. The cooling time is 12 seconds.
…
For a moment, Lin Zhao frowned. This attribute was somewhat outrageous. The lethality of the flying sword had exceeded that of Haoran, and it was directly chasing Xinhuo, who was famous for attacking. The first natal magical power "Li Yue" also belonged to the reverse. At the heaven level, the damage is reduced by 50% within 6 seconds, and the real damage effect is ignored. This also means that under the protection of the Liyue Golden Armor Immortal Clothes, Lin Zhao's vitality will be stronger, perhaps even against the great demons of the upper five realms. Hit!
As long as this flying sword is used properly, Lin Zhao will be under the protection of Liyue 50% of the time! Moreover, this is only the first magical power, and the subsequent magical powers are destined to be stronger!
"Um?"
Suddenly, Lin Zhao turned around and looked out the window. He saw golden flowing clouds rolling over the snowy Tianchi. It seemed that a golden rain was about to pour down. His whole heart was suddenly filled with fear. Those golden flowing clouds were filled with very strong swordsmanship. Some luck comes from the lower realm, and some comes from the upper realm.
Moreover, these kendo fortunes are directed at him.
So, Lin Zhao stepped out of Tiantianju, looked up at the rolling and rotating kendo luck in the air, took a deep breath, and immediately caused the luck rolling down from the sky. In the blink of an eye, Lin Zhao gathered it in his palm, like a ball. It looks like a rich golden marshmallow. When you open your mouth and swallow it, it has no taste and is not sweet at all, but you feel happy in your heart.
"Buzz buzz~~~"
Lingxu was suddenly stretched a lot, and after eating this rich sword luck, the four Yunjian lakes nearly doubled in size, and the perfect sword heart also emitted glow, and the aura surged a lot.
"Strange."
Yu Wanning turned around, clasped her fists, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to the mountain master first, but... it is unheard of to attract so much sword luck without breaking through."
"really."
Zhi Zhi walked out with his sword and said with a smile: "Perhaps the sword tip you refined was given by the sage. The things given by the sage are naturally different. It is not surprising that it attracts the luck of the sword. .”
"Hiccup~~~"
Lin Zhao burped inappropriately at this time, feeling a little embarrassed and said: "It is indeed thanks to the blessing of the Holy Master, otherwise there would not be such a great opportunity."
Zhi Zhi said: "Is it possible to break through the twelve realms?"
"Not yet."
Lin Zhao shook his head and said: "It's still a little bit close. I always feel that it's a bit reluctant to break through the realm at this time. This twelve realms are destined to be shaky."
"It's better to be on the safe side."
Yu Wanning said: "Okay, the cooking has started in Dongzang, I'll go help light the fire."
"Well, go ahead."
But at this moment, a figure glowing with golden light floated from the top of the mountain. It was Liu Liying who was holding a folding fan. She blinked her big eyes and said with a smile: "Master, there is someone on the back mountain...
Went up the mountain, he seems to be an old friend of the young master."
"ah?"
Lin Zhao was too happy, so he ignored the changes in the aura in the back mountain. When he sensed it, there was indeed an extremely strong aura, and two much weaker auras appeared in the back mountain, so he immediately said: "Zhi Zhi"
, Liying, come with me to the top of the mountain to greet you."
"yes!"
…
Three figures appeared on the top of the mountain, overlooking the mountains behind.
In the mountains, there were people walking up the mountain along the path covered by the dense forest. In fact, it was no longer a mountain path, but they could barely walk through it.
There were three people coming. The one walking in front holding a hatchet to clear the way was a young Taoist priest wearing a worn Taoist robe. He was full of breath and had spiritual energy flowing all over his body. At the same time, he also branched out two lines of spiritual energy to protect the two little guys behind him.
The little guys are a boy and a girl. The boy is wearing a new Taoist robe that fits well. He carries a sword and a bamboo basket behind his back. The bamboo basket is filled with medicinal materials from the mountains.
The girl also looks about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a pink cotton-padded jacket worn by mountain people. Although she looks rustic, she has an extremely delicate face and a charming look in her eyes. This kind of beauty and demeanor are definitely not ordinary people.
can have.
The people who came were none other than Xu Mingan from Danxia Mountain, and his two disciples Xiaohan and Xiaoman.
Ten years ago, Lin Zhao asked Xu Mingan to take two disciples to take refuge south, so the entire Danxia Mountain was empty. When the monsters and demons swept past, the Danxia Sect did not suffer any damage, but what Lin Zhao did not expect was that
, now Xu Mingan actually appeared from the back mountain with his disciples.
Lin Zhao opened his eyes wide, somewhat unbelievable. At this moment, Xu Mingan was also carrying a bamboo basket full of medicinal materials behind him. The Zhenwu Sword was pressed inside the bamboo basket. Moreover, at this time, Xu Mingan was full of aura and spiritual energy, and he had clearly stepped into the
It has reached the fifth realm, and it is not even the eleventh realm. It has already gone through the three stages of refining the soul, returning the soul to its original state, and uniting the soul. It is the legendary twelfth realm!
"Xu Mingan!"
Lin Zhao was pleasantly surprised.
"ah?!"
Xu Ming'an looked up. When he saw Lin Zhao, he was surprised at first, and then his eyes were filled with tears. He hurriedly rushed to the top of the mountain. This little Taoist priest who had always been introverted opened his arms and hugged his good brother Lin Zhao.
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Lin Zhao also had mixed feelings. He hadn't seen him for a long time. He had been worried that something would happen to Xu Ming'an. After all, he was not an important main character. He might be killed by the big demon in any corner. Now that he saw him, he found out
He has already reached the twelfth realm, which is too surprising.
After the two good brothers who had traveled hand in hand and lived and died together hugged each other, Lin Zhao patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Okay, we haven't seen each other for ten years, but we are already a great monk in the twelfth realm!"
"ah?"
Xu Mingan was confused: "Wha... what twelve realms?! You mean, I'm already very powerful now?"
Lin Zhao was shocked: "You still don't know anything?"
"I……"
Xu Mingan frowned and said: "Over the years, according to your wishes, I have been traveling with Xiaohan and Xiaoman in the mountains, living a pure life in the mountains and fields. In terms of cultivation, I have only practiced according to the Danxia spectrum given by the master.
, I rarely interact with people in the world, so as for what realm... I really don’t know..."
