After Lin Zhao went up the mountain, he did not immediately return to the old site of the town. Instead, he came to the back mountain and found his father and mother's graves among the tombs overgrown with grass. The tombstones were still there, but they were covered with dust from the wind and rain.
Moss, he immediately started working, clearing away the clumps of weeds and saplings from the tomb. Then he knelt in front of the graves of his father and mother. He smiled a little bitterly and said, "Dad, mother, Lin Zhao is back.
Well, this time... I won’t let you down again!”
In fact, the previous memories in the game were just implanted memories, but they lingered in Lin Zhao's mind and he could not completely separate Xiao Lin Zhao's memories. On the contrary, to him, he had two
Identity, a real Lin Zhao, a snowy Tianchi Lin Baiyi, the two have long been integrated together.
…
Half past one in the afternoon.
Returning to the town, the water of Baiyu Creek is still fast, but several stone bridges have been flattened by demons, and the town has completely disappeared. There is not even a piece of rubble to be found, only a deserted snow.
, Lin Zhao came to the location of his ancestral home, smiled wryly, then came to Qian Street, stood in front of a flat book shop, bowed his hands and said, "Sir, I'm back."
Heaven and earth are silent.
Although the gentleman is a Confucian sage, after a hundred years of death, that ray of soul must have long since dissipated between heaven and earth.
Lin Zhao continued to move forward and stepped into the snowy Tianchi.
I was wondering, which step should I start with when rebuilding the snowy Tianchi? Well, I still have to have a house first. After all, there are so many homesteads here, it shouldn’t be difficult to build a hut.
So, he carried the Ben Lei Sword up the mountain, chopped a lot of stones and put them in packages, then returned to the snowy Tianchi and built a stone house, which was not big, with one bedroom. Then he cut down a small tree and inserted it into the mountain.
In front of the house, as the leader of the alliance, he refreshed a flag of the Crimson Moon Knights from the guild treasure house, put the flag on a small tree, and planted it in front of the door.
Huh, I'm getting excited!
…
"Zhizhi~~~"
When Lin Zhao was resting in the stone house to recover his physical strength, a creaking sound came from the north. He quietly looked over and saw a demon army going up the mountain. There were only 30 demon soldiers, among whom the most
The strongest one is a three-level rat spirit, which according to the evaluation in the game is a level 80 gold-level quasi-boss, and the rest are basically level 75-80 gold-level ordinary monsters.
According to the rules in "Tianxia", the attributes and explosion rate of the quasi-boss are much inferior to those of the main boss, but they are much stronger than ordinary monsters, so... this team actually still has a little bit of potential.
"Show me everything clearly!"
The rat spirit held a spear and said: "Hmph... I heard that recently some people who are not afraid of death dare to come to the snow-covered Tianchi to pay homage to those so-called heroic spirits from a hundred years ago. Bah! I have been defeated, and yet I am still here.
Dare to come, the Snowy Tianchi is now the territory of our demon race, it’s the turn of the human race to come over and pretend to be merciful?”
A little demon nodded repeatedly: "Big brother is right, big brother is right!"
This three-level rat spirit has taken shape, and most of its body looks like a human youth. He sneered and said: "Cheer up, everyone, think about how brave our ancestor was back then. It is said that he was born in a hundred years."
The former soldier rushed to the snow-covered Tianchi with a spear. With one spear, he pierced Jia Zhong, the swordsman of the Tenth Realm, and his fat pig wife, greatly suppressing the morale of the human army. Hum, I
We must all learn from our ancestor’s brave style!”
"Yes, brother is absolutely right!"
A group of rat demons nodded one after another. Some of them had not yet formed, still looking like big red rats, holding a machete in their hands, but they could already speak human language.
Lin Zhao narrowed his eyes. It was a patrol of monsters. It was just right, so let's take action on them!
"Whoosh!"
A wisp of sword energy enveloped the head of the rat in the third realm.
"Huh?"
Mouse Jing was slightly startled and said, "What's going on? Which grandson is teasing me?"
"Brother, something is not good!"
At one point, a rat demon yelled: "It's a human sword cultivator's method. Brother, be careful!"
The next second, Lin Zhao had already collided with the body of this level 80 liquid gold quasi-boss. The two pieces of damage caused by the impact of the sword energy instantly caused 5000 damage. Sure enough, the attributes of the quasi-boss were completely incomparable to those of the main level boss.
, immediately started slashing with his sword, and quickly eliminated 30 surrounding mobs just by relying on the splash effect. In less than three minutes, the quasi-boss of the rat demon in the Three Realms was reduced to residual health, but
Not in a hurry to kill.
"laugh!"
The Thunder Sword pierced one of the opponent's arms with a ray of lightning and nailed it to a stalagmite beside the stone house. Lin Zhao sat down on the stone in front of him and looked at him with a smile on his face.
"Young hero! Young hero, spare your life!"
This rat spirit didn't look like he had much backbone, and he said with tears in his eyes: "Young hero... Master Swordsman, Master Swordsman... Please forgive me, I can't die. I have an 800-year-old ancestor above me and below me.
A nest of little mice waiting to be nursed. If I die, this whole family will not survive. Please spare my life, Master Jianxiu. I know my mistake. I swear that I will never step into the snowy Tianchi again in this life.
, please spare my life, sir..."
Why are you so useless?
Lin Zhao was speechless, raised the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "I'm going to ask you some questions. If you answer them truthfully, I might be in a good mood and let you go."
"well!"
The mouse spirit shed tears and cried bitterly: "Young knight, please ask, I must know everything and tell you everything."
"Um."
Lin Zhao smiled and nodded: "Which camp of the Monster Clan do you belong to?"
"The Ninth Military Tent, the 91st Battalion under the 20th Regiment, most of the brothers in our battalion are here. They were all killed by the young hero just now. Please spare your life, young hero..."
Lin Zhao frowned. He was not very clear about the organization of the demon tribe's military tent, but he knew that the normal establishment of a military tent was 200,000 troops. According to this rat spirit, a military tent had 200,000 regiments under its jurisdiction.
Each regiment is divided into 100 battalions, and each battalion has 100 demon soldiers. It should be divided like this.
"Who is the ninth commander?" Lin Zhao asked.
"Sir Byakuya."
"white night?"
Lin Zhao was slightly shocked: "What's the background?"
"that is……"
The mouse spirit was shaking all over in pain and said: "Sir Baiye's true identity is a white fox, an eleventh level sword cultivator. It is said that he is the distant cousin of the commander-in-chief of the three armies, Yu Xie. He has profound cultivation and is a sinister and ruthless person.
, is now responsible for supervising the territory of the demon clan north of the snowy Tianchi."
"oh?"
Lin Zhaoxiao asked: "So, there is only one military tent guarding the snowy Tianchi?"
"Is such that……"
The mouse spirit burst into tears in pain and said: "Most of the troops in the Ninth Army Tent are hoarded in the north. There are only a few who are actually in the snow-covered Tianchi. However, patrol teams are sent up the mountains every day to see if there are any human troops and
Once there are traces of the monks, they will not be far from the army attacking the mountain."
"knew."
Lin Zhao nodded, pulled out the Thunder Sword, and said with a smile: "Now, you can go with peace of mind."
"ah?"
The rat spirit was so frightened that he lost his mind: "Master Jianxiu... didn't you say you wouldn't kill me if you were in a good mood?"
"But I'm in a bad mood!"
"Ah, you stupid swordsman, you hate me!"
Before he finished speaking, one of the rat spirit's heads rolled to the ground, and Lin Zhao gained a lot of experience points, plus the rewards of 30 gold coins and two golden equipment. Not bad, almost a boss.
There is a lot of oil and water, and the monsters around the snowy Tianchi are actually quite suitable for leveling. They are level 75-80, and they are all liquid gold level. For Lin Zhao, who is level 72, it is simply a leveling paradise!
No matter what, go down to Beishan and have a look!
…
The road down the mountain is very familiar. Lin Zhao has walked back and forth many times.
Just as he reached the mountainside, Lin Zhao suddenly raised his head and became alert. There was a strong aura in front of him. He rode his horse for a few steps and saw a lonely figure sitting on a green rock on the mountainside. He was covered in rust.
He was wearing spotted armor and had a strong body, but his appearance was quite weathered. He was shaving his weed-like beard with a sword, as if he was cutting grass. This man... looked like he hadn't bathed for at least ten years.
Next to him, there were three demon heads placed. These heads were in a miserable death state and looked ferocious. Two of them still had spines attached. They must have been torn off by force.
In Lin Zhao's field of vision, the details of this person floated out——
[Xiang Ji] (Warrior in Yunyoujing)
Level:100
Biography: Xiang Ji, a general in the Shang Dynasty
…
"who?!"
Xiang Ji stood up suddenly and pointed his sword directly at Lin Zhao.
Lin Zhao rode a war horse and showed no fear of this Nine Realm martial artist. He just said lightly: "I thought that all the people in the Great Shang Dynasty were dead? It was obvious that they defeated the Snowy Tianchi a hundred years ago, but in the end they were defeated.
I gave up the Snowy Heavenly Lake to the Monster Clan again, isn’t it a shame? It’s really a shame for the human race…”
Xiang Ji trembled: "You...who are you?"
"Just a traveling swordsman."
Lin Zhao glanced at him indifferently: "Who are you?"
Xiang Ji trembled all over, with a complicated look in his eyes, which was angry, unwilling, and more helpless. He gritted his teeth and said: "I am the shame in your mouth..."
"How to say?"
Lin Zhao frowned and asked.
Xiang Ji stuck his long sword on the ground, clasped his fists and said: "I am Xiang Ji, the criminal general of the human race. After the victory at Snowy Tianchi, Marquis Wen ordered me to lead 50,000 purple thunder troops to guard Snowy Tianchi, but I failed to do so.
In less than three years, the great demon Yuzao commanded a military camp to counterattack the snowy Tianchi. I led my brothers down the mountain to intercept and kill them, which resulted in the annihilation of the entire army. All my brothers died.
I, Xiang Ji, am the only one left, and I have no face to return to the court. I am willing to fight here until I die!"
A martial artist from the ninth realm of the human race was fighting against a military camp of the demon clan here. It seems that the demon clan didn't take him seriously, otherwise he would have sent the five realms up the mountain long ago.
"So, you have been guarding here for more than ninety years?"
"yes."
Xiang Ji said: "If I don't have the face to return to the court, I might as well die here!"
Lin Zhao thought of the past and said with a smile: "Since you still have the strength to kill monsters, then kill monsters well. Don't mention the immortal ones. If you can survive, you will die. The lives of our human race are more precious than the lives of the demon race."
