Qinggu glanced at the old sheepherder in the distance, and couldn't help but feel his heart tremble. In the next second, Qinggu's figure turned into a will-o'-the-wisp and headed north, and the sound of breaking wind was blazing.
"Fellow?!"
The shepherd laughed loudly, immediately jumped into the air, stepped on a lotus disc magic weapon, and chased away the opponent faster than the opponent. He smiled and said: "I haven't seen you for so many years. I didn't expect that my fellow Taoist is still doing this."
About stealing and digging up tombs, fellow Taoist, have you forgotten that this is my human race?"
"you……"
The green-bone figure was flying in the shuttle, but the opponent was getting closer and closer, and he couldn't run away at all. In an instant, the green-bone figure stopped suddenly, turned around and threw out a bloody lamp. The "buzzing" lamp changed greatly, and countless flames rushed towards it.
The old sheepherder.
"After so many years, I really haven't made any progress at all."
The old sheepherder laughed, his fingers suddenly opened, and a wisp of majestic spiritual energy surged, directly extinguishing all the lights held by Qing Gu. The next second, wisps of green ghost vines sprang out of the palm of his hand, instantly destroying Qing Gu's
The body is tightly bound and cannot be moved!
"Eradicate evil for our human race!"
The old sheepherder fell from the sky and slapped Qinggu's Heavenly Spirit cover with his palm. There was a sudden "click" sound, the skull cracked, and streaks of crimson blood flowed. Qinggu was an eleventh-level ghost cultivator, and the opponent was an eleventh-level spirit of the human race.
Xiu, he couldn't beat him originally. In addition, Qinggu had just finished fighting Chu Yu and had eaten a lot of Chu Yu's fists and flying swords. His cultivation had been damaged and he was already on the verge of falling. Now if he took the old man's palm again, he would instantly
The whole head was shaking.
"die!"
The old man shouted low, and a sword flew out of his sleeve and slashed away. Immediately, the blue-bone body was divided into two halves from top to bottom. Without even a cry, the remaining bodies began to be annihilated in the wind, piece by piece.
Solid treasures continued to fall from his remains. This eleventh-level ghost cultivator searched the world for many years and indeed gained a lot.
"Tsk tsk..."
The old sheepherder flicked his sleeves and put the collection of Qinggu into his sleeves one by one. Then he stretched out his hand to twist up a wisp of dust, with a faint smile in his eyes: "The ghost cultivator seems to be seeking enlightenment and reaching heaven, hoping for eternal life, but in the end he still has it.
Isn’t it a handful of bones and ashes?”
On the earth, a group of ghost knights, giant-mouthed ghost soldiers, etc. scattered away. The master was dead and free!
The old man didn't care much, fell back to the ground, raised his whip to drive the sheep, looked at the sky, and said with a smile: "It's time to go to the snowy Tianchi. It would be better if there is a snowstorm."
As he spoke, he looked up at the clouds, flicked a magic weapon left by Qing Gu into the air with a snap of his fingers, and said calmly: "Master Rain Master, will it snow for three days and three nights?"
In the clouds, a figure appeared, caught the magic weapon and put it in his arms, clasped his fists and said respectfully: "I sincerely obey the decree of the Immortal Master of the Qingliang Sect!"
…
Two days later.
It snowed heavily on the snowy Tianchi. There was no way, the construction period was going to be extended again. Lin Zhao stood on the cliff in the south of the mountain, lifted the hood of his cloak over his head to block the wind and snow, and looked at the scene of the work stoppage not far away with his eyes. He couldn't help but
He frowned. According to this progress, he didn't know when the teleportation array and the mountain top garden would be completed.
Zhizhi stood aside and looked at Lin Zhao's face. At this time, there were snowflakes on his eyelashes, which made Zhizhi look a little fascinated. Not only did my family have both civil and military skills, but he was also elegant and gentle in appearance. He was older than those in the mountains.
Even a rough guy would be impressed.
"What are you looking at?"
Lin Zhao glanced at her: "Are there flowers on my face?"
"No……"
Zhizhi hurriedly lowered his head, his pretty face flushed slightly, and said: "I'm a little distracted, I'm sorry, sir..."
"fine."
Lin Zhao looked down the mountain and said, "It seems like someone is going up the mountain."
"Um!"
Zhi Zhi also squinted his eyes, looking through the wind and snow, and found an old man driving a large group of sheep up the mountain. He frowned and said: "There is an old man driving a group of sheep up the mountain. It seems that he got lost in the snow. If nothing else, he should
He is a shepherd from the nearby mountains."
"oh?"
Lin Zhao frowned.
In the wooden house at the entrance of the town, Tang Guangjun, a slovenly man, sat in a chair made by himself, with his legs crossed on the table, drinking a cup of wolfberry black tea in his leisure time. Tang Guangjun, a dignified military strategist and swordsman of the Twelve Realms, was a man of great taste.
For people, even if they work as gatekeepers here, their quality of life cannot be reduced.
He glanced towards the mountainside and immediately walked out of the wooden house.
"Old man!"
Tang Guangjun stretched out his hand to stop it and said with a smile: "The snowy Tianchi ahead is an important place for military strategists, and it is forbidden for mortals to enter!"
The old man was stunned, bowed his hands repeatedly, and begged: "Brother, you have also seen that I am just a little old man herding sheep. The snowstorm came so fast that I got lost walking in the mountains.
Here we are, I haven’t eaten or slept for two days and two nights, and my sheep... If I don’t find a place where there’s a lot of wind and snow, I’m afraid I’m going to freeze to death, please...”
Lin Zhao stepped forward: "Tang Guangjun."
"Mountain Master!"
Tang Guangjun said respectfully: "Let the mountain master make the decision on this matter."
"Um."
Lin Zhao nodded: "Old man, the Snowy Tianchi can free up a place for you and your sheep, but you should leave when the wind and snow stop. This is the war zone between the human race and the demon race. It's very difficult for you to stay here."
Not safe.”
"well!"
The old man nodded repeatedly, his eyes full of enthusiasm, and said: "Little brother of the mountain owner... This old man is not a person who never repays his kindness. As long as you take me in and save the lives of my flock of sheep, I am willing to give you five sheep as a gift.
Seeing that there are quite a lot of people here, let’s drink some mutton soup to warm up in this winter.”
On the side, Zhi Zhi laughed in her heart and said: "Sir, it's a good thing. There is indeed a shortage of food and clothing on the mountain, especially food. Meat is consumed a lot these days. If there are five sheep... it can improve everyone's food.
"
"good."
Lin Zhaodao: "You arrange a place for him, but just keep an eye on him."
"ah?"
Zhi Zhi was stunned for a moment: "Sir, don't you trust him? This old man... doesn't have any vitality at all. He shouldn't be a cultivator."
"not necessarily."
Lin Zhao frowned: "Anyway, listen to me and keep an eye on him."
"yes!"
Zhizhi nodded.
Lin Zhao then watched the old man drive the sheep into the snowy Tianchi, and went to a courtyard that had just been built by the craftsmen of a large businessman. He narrowed his eyes, "It doesn't matter, I want to see what you want to do and what your purpose is."
Thinking of this, he glanced at Tang Guangjun again. Lin Zhao was not sure whether the gatekeeper was hiding his clumsiness or whether he really couldn't see anything fishy.
"Mountain Master, I..."
Tang Guangjun was stunned by Lin Zhao's gaze. He didn't know what he had done wrong. At this moment, just a glance from Lin Zhao made Tang Guangjun feel that this kid was a bit powerful.
One was a fuel-efficient lamp. Thinking of this, he looked at the back of the old sheep herder again. No, it was clear that he had no Qi cultivation skills at all. He was just an ordinary shepherd. What could be so fishy about him?
What does the mountain owner’s eyes mean?
For a moment, this sword cultivator at the twelfth level of the military strategist felt very uneasy, and he probably couldn't sleep well that night.
…
On the old site of Tianchi Town, courtyards for people to live once again appeared. Liu Xingshu, the supervisor, kept his promise and put all the remaining manpower to use to rebuild a prototype of Tianchi Town for Lin Zhao. One of the courtyards
Inside, the old sheep herder had already driven the sheep into a house, then fetched water for the sheep and made a fire to keep them warm.
At this moment, he was a little secretly proud. The Double Dragon Seal was indeed an ancient treasure, and it actually hid his own Qi without even a trace. Even the Eleventh Level Sword Immortal Gao Zhi didn't notice it at all. In this case... maybe
You can get what you want without any hesitation, and you can even leave the snowy Tianchi without anyone noticing.
"Dong dong~~"
When there was a knock on the door, Muzhen stood in front of the door with two cavalrymen and gave the old man Fangguan a large bowl of hot soup, a few large cakes and a pile of firewood. After delivering the things, the Tianyuan realm warrior showed a smile.
With a shy smile, Lin Zhao said what he had agreed with the old man, and after obtaining the old man's consent, he took away the five fattest sheep.
Looking at the back of Muzhen and others leading the sheep away, the corner of the old man's mouth twitched. They are all a group of useless people who can't afford to get up early. In this case, I, the old man, can pick up an object or a person from your snowy Tianchi.
There is no need to feel that there is anything wrong with it.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel proud again. After drinking hot soup and eating toast, he lay down comfortably on the bed, brewing his plan in his mind.
The old man's name is Zhao Chuqin, a human monk in the eleventh realm, and one of the elders of the "Qingliang Sect", the first human sect in the northern border. With such a noble status, he naturally has a plan for coming to this barren snowy Tianchi.
She was the girl who was born with the embryo of a sword fairy and a body of pure yin.
"snort!"
Zhao Chuqin sneered, "What about Tongyu? Qingliang Sect's intelligence has penetrated the entire northern world. How can they not know this trick? The girl who calls herself Tongyu is actually the daughter of Dongwu Prime Minister Lu Su, and is called Dongwu."
Lu Tong is the most beautiful woman. Lu Tong is the apple of Lu Su's eye. She is obviously the embryo of a sword fairy that is unique in ten thousand, but Lu Su can't bear her to study the sword hard. Now that Dongwu has been destroyed, Lu Tong has transformed into Tong Yu.
Hidden in the snowy Tianchi, if you can get her, it will be an excellent cauldron for your cultivation!
Thinking of this, Zhao Chuqin felt very proud. If this thing came to pass, he could really hope for the Twelve Realms. Looking at the world of the human race, how many Twelve Realms are there?
…
The next morning, there was still light snow falling in the sky.
The Snowy Cavalry once again trained their tactics on the main campus. In the distance, the sound of horse hooves roared. On a small hill, Muzhen took Chen Ben to practice boxing. Muzhen taught Chen Ben with great care.
Further away, a pretty figure appeared under a pine tree, holding a wooden sword in his hand and setting up a sword stake to warm up his sword intention. It was Tong Yu. Lin Wanhua only taught her sword skills once, and she had already mastered the sword intention.
It's in shape.
Tens of meters away, the old man drove his sheep out to get some air. He sat on a piece of blue rock with his hands in his sleeves, just like a real farmer. One moment he watched the cavalry on the school field thrusting, and the other he watched the wooden fists practice boxing.
After a while, he looked at Tong Yu again.
Lin Zhao sat on the wall dozens of meters away, glanced at the old sheepherder, and suddenly his eyebrows became more and more furrowed.
