Chapter One Thousand and Fifty-Three See Mistress!
"Whoosh!"
A ray of sword light swooped towards the mountaintop garden like a meteor falling to the ground. When Lin Zhao squinted his eyes, he saw a young man standing on the tip of the sword. Although he had not seen him for ten years, he could tell at a glance that it was him.
Zhang Luobai, his direct disciple, obviously has the lowest level among the group of people, but he is eager to return home, but he is the fastest!
With a "pop", Zhang Luobai drove the flying sword to an emergency stop in front of Tian Tianju. Looking at Lin Zhao, who was almost the same as ten years ago, Zhang Luobai's eyes were filled with tears. He knelt down with a pop and raised his hands.
He lay flat, with his forehead on the ground, and gave Master a big gift. His whole body twitched, and he cried: "Master, Zhang Luobai has given Master a gift..."
He cried and said intermittently: "In the past ten years, I have missed my master all the time. In the past ten years, I have never slacked off. I have stolen countless master's secrets from Lao Huang and Sister Tongyu. In addition, the master gave me ten years ago."
The master will definitely be a little disappointed with the eleven realms of swordsmanship, but the disciple has tried his best..."
Lin Zhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He stepped forward and rubbed the young man's head, saying: "Get up, how can a man cry so hard? Hurry up, otherwise the master will be angry."
"Okay, Master!"
The young man jumped up, lowered his hands, and stood up straight, as if waiting for his master to review his cultivation.
Lin Zhao couldn't help but laugh. He was only in the eleventh realm. How could he teach this eleventh realm disciple? From now on, the most he could do was teach him some superficial knowledge of the Eternal Sword Scripture and help him hone his realm. If he wanted to truly teach, he would have to be Huang.
Ting Yu, Gao Zhi and others came to teach specific sword moves.
At this time, several more rays of light descended on the snowy Tianchi.
Huang Tingyu wore worn-out armor, knelt down on one knee, and said in a deep voice: "Huang Tingyu has fulfilled his mission and returned with the younger generation of the mountain top garden... Huang Tingyu, meet the mountain master!"
"Old Huang, get up, don't be polite."
"Yes, Mountain Master!"
Huang Tingyu stood up, looked straight at Zhizhi and Yu Wanning, and said: "Tsk tsk, Zhizhi is getting prettier and prettier. She is about to return to the Thirteenth Realm. It's amazing. Yu Wanning, you have changed the most.
Being a Martial God in the Rebirth Realm is extraordinary, and it seems to have affected your figure. I remember you weren't that tall before..."
"Peng!"
Yu Wanning's clenched right hand exploded with a punch. She narrowed her beautiful eyes and looked at Huang Tingyu: "Sir Huang, your skin is itchy after not hammering for a few days!"
"a ha ha ha……"
Huang Tingyu smiled awkwardly, and then he remembered that Yu Wanning was no longer the Yu Waning before, but Yu Waning in the rebirth state. After ten years of hard work, his murderous intent became more and more intense. In this rebirth state, Yu Wanning
It is already close to the peak. In other words, if Huang Tingyu's fighting power is used against Yu Wanning, it will only be 50-50 at best, and he may get punched if he is not careful.
He turned around and saw Liu Liying holding a folding fan. He immediately smiled and said, "Liying, you are getting younger and more beautiful!"
"Stop it!"
Liu Liying flicked her long sleeves and was too lazy to pay attention to him.
At this time, Lin Zhao looked at Tong Yu who was clasping his fists to greet him. Zhuang Yirong and the other two immediately walked over quickly, lifted their hands up, and said with a smile: "Tong Yu, you are in the twelfth realm.
Ah, it’s amazing, your level has surpassed mine!”
"Brother Lin Zhao!"
With a beautiful smile on her face, Tong Yu stepped forward and gently held Lin Zhao's hand, saying: "Brother Lin Zhao is still here, it's really great!"
"Mountain Master."
Huang Tingyu said: "We all thought you died at the foot of Wuwu Mountain, and we were all very sad. Except for Zhang Luobai, the silly boy who cried more, Tong Yu cried the most. Of course, half of them cried.
You, half cry Su Shanjun."
Tong Yu's pretty face turned red.
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "Okay, just come back."
As he said that, he raised his right fist, filled with covering punching power, and raised it lightly towards Zhuang Yirong, smiling: "Nvxia Zhuang, let me see how strong your punch is now?"
"Yes, Mountain Master!"
Zhuang Yirong had a smile on his face, but the next moment he suddenly dropped his shoulders, and came with a swift and fierce punch. He was practicing Chu Yu's military-horse boxing technique. The punching wind was extremely fierce. With a "peng" sound, it collided with Lin Zhao's sea-breaking style, and suddenly
Lin Zhao stepped back three steps in a row, and his old face was a bit unbearable. If he didn't explode the level 1 realm transformation, he really wouldn't have any advantage in punching, but if he was in the state of realm transformation, this punch would probably be good.
The clothes and appearance will be at a disadvantage, after all, what Lin Zhao possesses is the courage of the God of War, which is superior to all martial courage.
"good."
He rubbed his fists to resolve the embarrassment and said with a smile: "It's good if you all come back. Now our mountaintop villa is under construction. Maybe everyone has to squeeze in the natural residence, but there is no problem with food. Dongzang, Liying
Ah, cook a sumptuous dinner and bring out some stored wine. Today is a day worth celebrating."
"Okay, sir!"
The two women smiled and nodded together.
At this time, another beautiful woman wearing a pink dress came up the mountain, it was the Peach Blossom Demon Master Han Yin.
"introduce."
Lin Zhao pulled Shi Hanyin's sleeve and came in front of everyone, making Shi Hanyin's face flush red, feeling ashamed and happy. Lin Zhao introduced: "Shi Hanyin, the most beautiful businesswoman in Yunzhou City, once gave a gift
He passed a batch of food and grass to us in the Snowy Tianchi. After the battle in Yunzhou City, Miss Master died. After that, her soul was transformed into a peach tree by Ling Yu and became a peach blossom demon. Miss Master is now our mountain.
Get to know all the sweepers of Dianbie Garden."
Tong Yu and Zhuang Yirong smiled and clasped their fists together: "I've seen Mr. Dust Sweeper!"
"Plop!"
Zhang Luobai knelt down again, with a solemn expression on his face: "See Master Wife!"
Lin Zhao waved his hand and gave the brat a chestnut. Looking at Shi Hanyin on Xiafei's cheeks, he said, "This brat speaks freely. Miss Shi, please don't argue with him."
Shi Hanyin nodded and smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, then I'll go help Dongzang and Liying?"
"go Go."
…
Tianranju living room.
Huang Tingyu, Tong Yu, Zhang Luobai, Zhuang Yirong and others each took out their storage bags and showed Zhaoshan's collection to Lin Zhao. For a while, the living room almost couldn't fit it in. There were 70,000 gold mullet coins alone.
, this really shocked Lin Zhao, and he secretly lamented that the family style of my mountain top garden is pure and upright, and they are indeed diligent and thrifty owners.
"Zhi Zhi, go and tell the Mohist craftsmen that the drawings should be slightly modified, the warehouse should be built larger, and the warehouse formation should be built stronger," he said.
Zhizhi smiled and nodded.
Immediately, the group of people talked to Lin Zhao about their past experiences in the world of neon clothes, and Yu Wanning and Zhi Zhi also talked in detail about the changes and wars in the human world, which made everyone sigh. Ten years apart,
The whole world seems to have been turned upside down.
Then, before the meal, Lin Zhao took Huang Tingyu, Tong Yu, Zhang Luobai, and Zhuang Yirong to the back mountain to pay homage to Su Qingjiu, Tang Guangjun, Chu Yu, Muzhen and others.
When he was in front of Yu's tomb, Zhuang Yirong burst into tears. His master was an amazing rebirth before his death. This alone was enough to make Zhuang Yirong proud of him for the rest of his life.
Afterwards, returning to Tiantianju, Gu Lingyu also went up the mountain. The whole family gathered at the table and finally had a happy reunion dinner.
…
At the end of the Xijian River, strands of water converged and turned into a pair of pale golden eyes, looking straight towards the downstream direction of the Kusong River.
And just by the Kusong River, a huge figure walked slowly, dozens of feet tall, holding a pair of blue wave maces and wearing a dark blue armor. It was the Demon King Liu Bai. At this time, the old figure on Liu Bai's body
The wounds have not yet healed, especially the sword wound on the heart, which is filled with sword energy. It is from Lin Wanhua's sword. There is also a terrifying sword wound on the back that has not yet healed. It is from Su Qingjiu's sword.
With her cultivation level and the blow from the Xunlu Sword, she was unable to resolve it within ten years.
"well……"
Liu Bai sighed, the Demon Clan's Ancestral Mountain was arguing about some messy things again. Nan Qingfeng was now in charge of the Ancestral Mountain, and he, a direct disciple of the Demon Ancestor, couldn't speak, so he might as well come to the Kusong River to draw water to heal his wounds.
He slowly sat in the river, and suddenly his whole body was surrounded by water. Then he lay down in the river with only a pair of eyes looking at the starry sky. Days like this made Liu Bai feel a little peaceful and could calm his heart a little.
His irritability and murderous aura can even more heal his pain.
upstream.
At the Xijian River, those golden eyes saw everything clearly and then dispersed with the waves.
…
At night, in the villa on the top of the mountain, Lin Zhao was practicing boxing by the lotus pond. Zhuang Yirong followed and practiced boxing with the mountain owner, while Zhang Luobai pestered Gao Zhi to teach him his unique skills. He was extremely talented and had many skills.
The more special knowledge you have, the better.
Huang Tingyu was sitting on the rockery, holding a jar of red bamboo wine, drinking it with a smile on his face. This kind of life is really enjoyable. It's a pity that Tang Guangjun died, otherwise he would drink with me, Brother Tang.
What a pleasure it is to talk about women?
Over there in the kitchen, Dong Zang, Liu Liying, and Shi Hanyin washed and cleaned the kitchen and the food storage area. The entire mountaintop garden seemed to be back to the past.
It's just that some people are no longer here and will never come back.
"Whoosh!"
A ray of golden light fell in front of the natural palace, and the golden water transport condensed into a figure, none other than Lin Xingchu, the Empress of the River God.
"Xiao Zhao, I have something to tell you."
"Oh, aunt is here!"
Lin Zhao walked forward with a smile and saluted respectfully: "What's the matter? Is it big?"
"Um."
Lin Xingchu Liwo smiled slightly and spoke from his heart. He told Liu Bai about using water transportation in the Kusong River to heal his injuries. Lin Zhao's eyes suddenly lit up more and more when he heard this.
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After the war, the upper-level forces of the Monster Clan are in the process of falling apart. This is also the result that Lin Zhao wants. Now Liu Bai is alone in the Kusong River to heal his wounds. This is simply a God-given opportunity for the Mountain Top Villa to defeat each other!
How many people are really threatening in the Demon Clan's Ancestral Mountain now?
The great demon of the Fourteenth Realm, headed by Jian Chen, then Chen Feng, Liu Bai, and Nan Qingfeng from the Thirteenth Realm, there are only three of the Thirteenth Realm in total, one less one to kill!
He is somewhat complacent, and now the time is indeed ripe to plan a counterattack!
