Chapter 364 The strength of the two military tents
The next day, early morning.
The rare good weather meant it was time to start work. On a flat ground on the southwest side of the snowy Tianchi, hundreds of Mohist disciples completed the measurement, mapping and other processes, and then personally dug the ground and buried the necessary rune stones and formation stones for the teleportation array.
Seal-engraved spiritual stones, etc. The complexity of a teleportation formation is far beyond imagination. After each layer of formation stones is laid, soil is added, then another layer is laid, and the formation is advanced layer by layer. Finally, there is an extremely fast formation on the surface.
The establishment of the core rune stones is a complicated and time-consuming process.
Fortunately, all the materials and craftsmanship costs were paid for by the Great Shang Dynasty, otherwise Snowland Tianchi might have gone bankrupt.
Construction has also started on the Tiger Temple. Liu Xingshu has dispatched as many as 150 craftsmen. Some of the masons have already quarried stone in the back mountain, while others are demolishing the damaged roof and outer walls of the Tiger Temple. In fact,
Except for the pillars in the Shanjun Temple, almost all of them need to be replaced with a new set. There is no way. After a hundred years of ups and downs, the Thirteenth Realm and the Fourteenth Realm are fighting here. The ground is shaking and the mountains are shaking. Before, Chu Huai
The Shanjun Temple built in the past can no longer bear the burden.
Lin Zhao transferred dozens of cooking cavalrymen from the entire Snow Region Army. Some of them cooked for the Mohist disciples, and some of them cooked for the craftsmen who were repairing the Shanjun Temple. They even sent people to Baiyu Creek to fish for fish.
, the craftsmen’s lunch at noon is not only bread and tomato scrambled eggs, but also hot white fish soup.
In addition, Lin Zhao also asked Muzhen to bring a lot of pork, rice noodles, etc. to the 5,000 Suzaku Cavalry who were responsible for the escort. In order to feed the people of the Great Shang Dynasty, Lin Zhao could be said to have sent the Snow Region Legion to
All the family belongings were taken out, and Muzhen was so angry that he stamped his feet and beat his chest, feeling heartbroken as he watched the wild wild boar meat being sent away.
At noon, Lin Zhao, Su Shanjun, and Liu Xingshu were sitting on the ground next to the construction site of Shanjun Temple. Next to them was Han Buyu, a ten-level cloud master. The meal was very simple, consisting of noodles, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and a bowl of white fish soup.
Zhizhi frowned, feeling that these "big shots" in the snow-covered Tianchi were too shabby, so she secretly ordered a cook and cavalry to add some fragrant braised pork to the adults, and she was immediately surprised.
Zhao, Su Shanjun and others all laughed from ear to ear. Han Laojianxian even gave a thumbs up to Gaozhi and praised him profusely: "Third shopkeeper, this little girl next to you is so wonderful.
!”
Lin Zhao glared and said, "What kind of little girl is this Eleventh Level Sword Immortal? I won't be able to care about you, Old Sword Immortal Han, if you get chopped down in a while!"
"Ah hahahaha, okay, okay."
From now on, the old swordsman spoke with special respect to Zhi Zhi.
…
After the meal, Lin Zhao drank a lot of wine, and Lin Zhao was slightly tipsy, while Liu Xingshu, a Confucian official, obviously didn't drink well either, and his face turned red after drinking. Taking advantage of his drunkenness, he said he wanted to see the scenery of the snow-covered Tianchi Lake and look out over it.
Looking at the place where Lin Baiyi's sword in the snow-covered Tianchi killed Bailan, the great demon of the Thirteenth Realm, Lin Zhao rode his horse and walked side by side with Liu Xingshu to a cliff on the north side, where he could see Jiuzhangyuan in the distance.
"Jiuzhangyuan."
Lin Zhao stretched out his hand and pointed into the distance and said with a smile: "The place where Lin Baiyi died in the battle was also where he used the dragon-slaying sword to kill Bai Lan, the pinnacle of the Thirteenth Realm. It was a little north of the crooked-neck tree. Originally there was
It's a small hill, but Lin Baiyi blew it up when he blew up the God of War and died in battle."
"Oh, that's how it is……"
Liu Xingshu's eyes were blurry due to drunkenness, but he still opened his eyes desperately, trying to see clearly where he was. After looking for a long time, his expression became a little lonely and said: "Brother Bai, do you know? In fact, strictly speaking, I still have to
Call Lin Baiyi "junior uncle"..."
"ah?!"
Lin Zhao was stunned: "How do you say that?"
Liu Xingshu looked a little depressed and said: "Back then, news came back to the Confucian Academy that Lin Zhao worshiped the Confucian saint Qin Suihan as his teacher before he died, and my husband was Mr. Zihuai, who died in the snowy Tianchi battle that year. Gu Zixi
Senior brother, so, my husband is Mr. Qin’s nephew, Lin Zhao is the same generation as my husband, and he is the last disciple of Mr. Qin’s generation, so what else can he be if he is not my junior uncle?”
Lin Zhao couldn't help but laugh: "That's it..."
When he looked at Liu Xingshu again, it was with the eyes of an elder. The young man was a nice guy. Although he was wearing the fifth-rank official uniform of the Great Shang Dynasty, he was very upright in his heart.
Liu Xingshu frowned and said: "My little uncle is a hero in the whole world and a model for scholars. He is only sixteen years old. He killed the top demon of the thirteenth realm with his sword and set up a sky furnace to defeat the four northern tribes.
Millions of elites have extended the fate of my human race for hundreds of years. How can I support the sky and the sea? As the nephew of my junior uncle, I, Liu Xingshu, have grown so many years. I feel ashamed... I spend all day in this big city.
In the officialdom of Shang Dynasty, the seal writing books of the royal family who could not read even half a dozen words were collected and divided into categories. To put it nicely, he was a secretarial supervisor, but to put it badly, wasn't he just a royal literati raised by the royal family of the Shang Dynasty? "
He was a little discouraged and frowned: "If I had a choice, I would be willing to die on the battlefield like my little uncle. A scholar should look like a scholar, right?"
"Yes, and also wrong."
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "Liu Xingshu, in fact, you are not a royal scholar of the Dashang royal family. After all, you are in charge of the book collection, and you are also to continue learning for the scholars in the world, right? In the entire world of books, how can there be a collection of books from the Dashang royal family?
So rich, so complete? By being a good secretary, you are saving their hard work for the scholars all over the world, so there is no need to belittle yourself. You and Lin Zhao are both indispensable people in this world. In fact, they are the same."
Liu Xingshu's eyes turned red and he said: "Brother Bai, I used to be proud, and I used to think that scholars should not bend their backs for five buckets of rice, but now? When I welcome Shangguan, don't I, Liu Xingshu, also have to bend my backs at the banquet in Baidi City?
Every day, when the officials in the capital and the princes returning to the capital receive guests, do you know who I am?"
He looked disappointed and said: "I can only show off my words in front of the powerful people and write one or two poems to please the powerful people. If you can please the powerful people, you can keep the official position of secretary supervisor. If you can't please the powerful people, you will be able to keep the official position."
Maybe I was so drunk that I lay beside the city wall every day and vomited all over my body. At that time, I began to doubt. I studied hard for ten years, and once I was named on the gold medal list and became the number one scholar in the Shang Dynasty, could it be that
Just to do these things?”
At this time, Lin Zhao felt a little sorry for him and said with a smile: "This question is too big. I'm afraid I can't answer you. You have to find someone more powerful to ask this question."
"Who can I ask?"
Liu Xingshu frowned and said: "It's just that my mentality is too narrow. Now I am still in the Nascent Soul realm where the mud can't hold up the wall... In the entire sect, the official position is the highest, but the realm is the lowest. I think my senior brother is already young.
I am already in the twelfth realm and my knowledge is high, but compared to my senior brother, I, Liu Xingshu, am worthless."
"Don't belittle yourself, and don't always compare yourself with others."
Lin Zhaodao: "There must be someone better than you in the world. What you, Liu Xingshu, should be thinking about is whether you are in a better mood today and more knowledgeable than you were yesterday. I have little knowledge, so I can only use this."
I’m here to persuade you with some stupid words.”
"Hahaha~~~"
Liu Xingshu smiled bitterly, sobered up for the most part, and said, "Thank you, Brother Bai!"
"polite!"
Lin Zhao cupped his fists and smiled, saying: "When you Liu Xingshu came to the Snowy Tianchi, you did not deduct materials or wages like other officials, but wholeheartedly supervised the construction of the teleportation array and the mountain god temple. It is I who should thank you!"
Liu Xingshu smiled: "Actually, I counted the supplies this morning, and there is still a lot left. What else do you need, such as building a restaurant on the snowy Tianchi, building a few rows of barracks, or building a few bridges?
It can be done, after all, these craftsmen are paid by the Ministry of Household Affairs, and the construction period is long, so they can do some more things later."
"OK……"
Lin Zhao couldn't help laughing and said: "Build a few more stone bridges on the Baiyu River, build some houses in the town, and also build some warehouses for the Snow Region Legion to store grain, grass, equipment, etc., and in the future, the Snow Region Tianchi Master
After Ding prospers, there should be restaurants, shops, booksellers, schools, etc. Anyway, when you look at the construction, I believe in your vision."
"Um!"
…
Just as the two were chatting, there was movement in the north. The ninth military tent of the demon tribe that was originally stationed on Jiuzhangyuan slowly retreated to the north, leaving a whole piece of Jiuzhangyuan.
"杞栀."
After Lin Zhao called out, the gardenia fell down in the wind and said: "Here."
"What's going on over there at Jiuzhangyuan?"
"The Ninth Army tent has retreated, but it is not considered a complete retreat."
Zhi Zhi narrowed her beautiful eyes and saw everything that happened behind the snow forest. Her expression became serious and she said: "It seems... the demon clan has sent another military tent of troops, and many reserves have appeared.
It is to make up for the previous battle losses of the Ninth Military Tent. Sir, if nothing unexpected happens, in the near future, we will have to face two military tents and a strength of 400,000 monster troops."
"knew."
Lin Zhao nodded. It seemed that the last time Lin Xingchu and Lin Wanhua rushed to the aid of the Snowy Tianchi, they killed the great demon Luyan, wounded the great demon Fusheng, and took away two Thirteenth Realm people.
Bian was very shocked. As for the strength of the two military tents sent in front of him, Lin Zhao was not worried. They did not dare to attack the mountain without a big demon stationed there. In front of Zhu Zhi, Muzhen, Chu Yu and others, these demon troops
Going up the mountain is looking for death, especially Zhi Zhi, the Eleventh Level Sword Immortal, with nine demon soul swords, has super strong ability to kill monsters.
"杞栀."
Lin Zhao looked at her and said, "Has the tenth demon soul sword started to be re-tempered?"
"Um!"
Zhi Zhi raised her left hand, and a blood-red sword embryo appeared in front of Lin Zhao. She smiled slightly and said: "Although it is still relatively weak now, kill a few more demon clans in the middle and upper five realms, and borrow the power of the demon pill."
After tempering, it will take shape soon."
"Um!"
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at the same time.
At the apricot grove in the back mountain, a middle-aged man wearing a dark blue python robe fell from the sky. It was Yue Ling, the eleventh realm rain master. He gently spread his fingers and smiled at the apricot grove: "This is your last time.
Now that you have the chance, hand over the military strategist's pen, otherwise... you will be dead!"
In the apricot forest, one of the trees was trembling.
