In the early morning, the entire Qingliang Mountain was shrouded in a layer of mist. At the foot of the mountain, a young sword cultivator who had been traveling all night rode his horse up the mountain. He was dressed in a snow-white military armor and carried two swords behind him. With his eyebrows furrowed, he arrived at the Qingliang Sect all the way.
In front of the mountain gate, the mountain gate was broken into pieces by gardenia trees before. Now it has been repaired. The outer layer is full of cracks and is crumbling.
"who?"
Several Qingliang Sect disciples scolded.
The young sword cultivator didn't say anything, but raised his hand to draw his sword. "Chi" a sword energy cage fell down, covering the huge rock of the new mountain gate. In the blink of an eye, the fine sword energy cut off all the ropes on the outer layer of the mountain gate. With a loud noise, the mountain gate opened.
The huge rock fell apart again, and a group of Qingliang Sect disciples were immediately stunned. It took a lot of time to stick together again!
"Snowy Tianchi, dressed in white."
Lin Zhao introduced himself to his family and said softly: "Please give me an interview with Zhao Jingyu, the ancestor of the Qingliang Sect!"
"you wanna die!?"
A group of Qingliang Sect disciples were furious. Two of them had already rushed over, their bodies surging with fist energy. However, in the next second, Lin Zhao raised his hand and struck out with a sword. The sword energy whizzed out and hit two people.
Three levels of damage were dealt to the disciples immediately. The level and rank of the Qingliang Sect disciples were not high. The two disciples were already half-healthy after just one Lijian Style. They vomited blood and flew back, looking pale.
"Senior brother, be careful, this sword cultivator is not weak!"
"snort!"
A Sixth Realm disciple stepped forward and clasped his fists: "The ancestor is in retreat, young hero, please come back!"
"No return!"
Lin Zhao led the war horse and climbed the mountain step by step, saying: "I want to see Zhao Jingyu and ask for an explanation!"
"..."
The Six Realm disciples frowned.
At this moment, a voice came from the mountain: "Zhao Hanlin, bring the young man in white to the terrace."
"Yes, Master!"
The Sixth Realm disciple frowned: "Young hero, come with me!"
…
On the way up the mountain, countless Qingliang Sect disciples came and watched the young sword cultivator go up the mountain from both sides of the mountain road. Lin Zhao didn't care. It didn't matter how many people came. Anyway, he was definitely going to lose this level. This trip up the mountain was one step away.
I came here to ask for an explanation, secondly to scold Zhao Jingyu, and thirdly, I also took this opportunity to gain insight into the background of Qingliang Sect and prepare for future plans.
The terrace is surrounded by clouds.
At this time, it was supposed to be the time for Qingliang Sect disciples to recite morning chants, practice swordsmanship, and practice boxing. However, because of Lin Zhao's arrival, the disciples from the outer sect to the inner sect just formed a circle on the terrace, looking at this uninvited guest.
There were even many Qingliang Sect disciples in the crowd who laughed, feeling that this Lower Fifth Realm swordsman was overestimating his abilities.
Among them, a graceful female disciple frowned and said: "A man goes up the mountain to ask for words? What is the difference between this and the Qingliang Sect of Asking Swords? Last time, Sword Immortal Jia Zhi was at least an eleventh-level peak person, and indeed he was
Who is he even if he has the qualifications to ask questions about swords? A mere person from the Lower Five Realms dares to ask Qingliang Sect about swords, does he really think that our Qingliang Sect is a vegetarian?"
A male disciple nodded in agreement: "Senior sister is right, not to mention Elder Wenjian, the protector and the worshipers. With his strength, I am afraid that any inner disciple can easily defeat him, let alone the direct disciples."
"White clothes!"
Among the crowd, a young disciple with a majestic aura all over his body said in a deep voice: "Do you still remember me?"
The person who spoke was none other than Zhao Yichuan, the chief disciple of Qingliang Mountain, from the Tenth Realm of the Galaxy.
Lin Zhao just glanced at him and said nothing.
"you……"
Zhao Yichuan felt that he had been insulted and couldn't help clenching his fists, with a look of murderous intent.
"Baiyi, you rebellious person!"
A female disciple gritted her silver teeth and said, "Senior Brother Zhao Yichuan is talking to you, why are you pretending to be deaf and dumb?"
Lin Zhao also glanced at her and felt that the Qingliang Sect was really hopeless. From top to bottom, there was no one good. However, he still did not speak and just looked up at the mountain road heading up the mountain.
"Yichuan, don't be rude!"
A voice came from the mountain, and then several figures flew down the mountain. The sect leader Zhao Suiguang, the deputy sect leader Zhao Guangyi, and a group of elders, protectors, and worshippers were all there, but the ancestor Zhao Jingyu was not seen.
"The young hero in white."
Zhao Suiguang cupped his fists and smiled: "I am the leader of Qingliang Sect, Zhao Suiguang."
"I've met the sect leader."
Lin Zhao also clasped his fists and said: "However, the person I want to see is Zhao Jingyu, the ancestor of the Qingliang Sect. Please tell me, sect leader, that I have something to say to Zhao Jingyu."
"Be bold!"
A Xinghe Realm worshiper said angrily: "How can you call the ancestor by his first name? Baiyi, since you went to Qingliang Mountain, you should understand the rules of our Qingliang Sect!"
"Does Qingliang Sect have any rules?"
Lin Zhao smiled calmly, and as he spoke, he cupped his fists and raised his hands towards the top of the mountain, and said loudly: "Snowy Tianchi, in white, please give me an interview with Zhao Jingyu, the ancestor of the Qingliang Sect!"
Zhao Suiguang frowned, having no idea what kind of medicine the young sword cultivator was selling in his gourd.
From the top of the mountain, bursts of rumbling thunder came, and the atmosphere of the heaven and earth was stirred up. Then, a figure descended from the sky wrapped in clouds all over the sky. Dressed in a yellow robe, with an air of immortality, it was none other than Zhao Jingyu.
"I'm here."
Zhao Jingyu smiled faintly: "I wonder what the young knight in white has to teach you?"
"..."
After meeting the ancestor of the Qingliang Sect, Lin Zhao took a step back, clasped his fists and bowed his head towards Zhao Jingyu, saying: "Junior Bai Yi, I pay my respects to the ancestor of the Qingliang Sect, and thank you for meeting me!"
Zhao Jingyu's face was shrouded in a hazy light, covering up the bruises and redness on his cheeks. But seeing Lin Zhao's words and actions, he couldn't help stroking his beard, feeling quite satisfied. Hearing that the young swordsman in front of him
Xiu is the master of Gao Zhi. It seems that his master is much more sensible than Gao Zhi. At least he knows how to respect the seniors in the world.
"senior."
After Lin Zhao saluted, he raised his head and chest, his face full of pride, and said: "Just now, it was my courtesy as a junior, now it's time to talk about what I want to say."
"explain."
Zhao Jingyu raised his eyebrows and smiled.
Lin Zhao took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Let's start with a hundred years ago. During the Battle of Snowy Tianchi, the seniors were also in the twelfth realm of their clans. However, the human race on Snowy Tianchi resisted the four northern tribes and tried their best.
There are countless great monks from the upper five realms who died in battle, including Lu Xinghe, a martial artist from the thirteenth realm of Fusu Great Wall, Chen Wanli, a warrior from the twelve realms of the human race, Sword Cultivator from the twelve realms from Fusu Great Wall, Yue Hao, a twelve-level warrior from the Tianyuan realm.
Jing Jian Xiu Wen Liang, and Twelve Realm Confucian disciple Gu Zixi, who are not the leaders of the great generation? These people are willing to sacrifice their lives for the survival of the human race, but what about you, Zhao Jingyu?"
He raised his sword eyebrows and said angrily: "You, Zhao Jingyu, have a share of the luck of the human race, but you have never thought of being an enemy of the demon clan. Even after the human race retreated, you presided over Qingliang Mountain and conspired with the demon clan to make peace. You Qingliang
From top to bottom of the sect, from you, Zhao Jingyu, to the new disciples from the outer sect, your hearts are rotten and you all stink!"
"And he, Zhao Chuqin!"
Lin Zhao pointed at the elder Zhao Chuqin who was not far away, and shouted: "I pretended to be a shepherd and sneaked into the Snowy Tianchi. In fact, I wanted to kidnap Tongyu from my Snowy Tianchi. Tongyu is only nine years old. What do you want to do?
Are you using Tong Yu as a furnace? Look at your own age, and then look at Tong Yu's age. How shameless, you shameless old beast!"
"..."
Zhao Jingyu was so angry that he was shaking all over. Wisps of majestic energy were surging around him. The wrath of the Thirteenth Realm was nothing short of extraordinary.
"What right do you have to be angry?"
Lin Zhao stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhao Jingyu's nose, pointed at it and cursed: "As the leader of the Qingliang Sect, you not only allowed Zhao Chuqin to behave like a beast, but you even added fuel to the flames. When Zhizhi went up to the mountain to discuss the theory in Tianchi, my snowy land, you
Have you ever given Gao Zhi a chance to speak? Yes, your Qingliang Sect is at a high level, so you don’t need to be reasonable? You, Zhao Jingyu, are in the Thirteenth Realm and the Ascension Realm, but you are definitely not a pillar of the human race. On the contrary, you are an old fool like you.
As far as the human race is concerned, he only eats but does not spit out, and is just a despicable and shameless old man!"
"Zhao Chuqin is doing sneaky things, who in your family wouldn't know about it?"
He gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and pointed at everyone, and said: "But who stood up and pointed at Zhao Chuqin's nose and told him that this was wrong? No! You, all of you who have some conscience, should also know some etiquette, justice and shame, but you all remained silent, so
, you are all accomplices in committing evil, you are all beasts, without exception!"
As he spoke, he pointed at Zhao Jingyu's nose: "The leader of all evils in the Qingliang Sect is naturally you, the old bastard ancestor. The top beam is not straight and the bottom beam is crooked. The Qingliang Sect's style is all caused by you, an old beast.
, now you still have the nerve to talk about the morality of the world, and the righteousness of the human race, are you worthy? You have lived in vain for thousands of years, you are worse than a dog on the roadside!"
He pointed at Zhao Jingyu and spat out eight words from between his teeth: "A brilliant man, a pale-faced old thief!"
…
Zhao Jingyu was so angry that he was shaking all over. Every word and sentence of Lin Zhao was like a sharp knife piercing his heart. He had no choice but to let him scold him. He, Zhao Jingyu, was really such a person.
"Little bastard!"
Zhao Jingyu was almost furious and said coldly: "Are you looking for death?"
"right."
Lin Zhao sneered: "I don't have the ability to kill you now, but I have the ability to scold you. All I scold you today is to tell you, Zhao Jingyu, that no matter how proud you are, no matter how arrogant you are, one day I will kill the Qingliang Sect and kill you."
You uprooted your sect and completely destroyed this Qingliang Mountain!"
"court death!"
Zhao Chuqin took one step forward, his whole body filled with energy from the eleventh realm.
"Zhao Chuqin, retreat!"
Zhao Jingyu narrowed his eyes, with a chill in his eyes, and said, "Today, I want to personally crush this little beast into ashes!"
His big sleeves suddenly fluttered, and he walked toward Lin Zhao with his hands behind his back. Suddenly, layers of golden restrictions surged out of the space, and Lin Zhao was unable to move in an instant.
"Although you are sharp-tongued, you are really ridiculous."
Zhao Jingyu sneered: "Welcome to be wiped out in ashes!"
At this moment, even if Zhao Jingyu knew that this person might be related to the Soldier Saint, he couldn't control it. The scolding was too harsh. If he didn't kill him today, the entire Qingliang Sect would lose face. Even if he was a Soldier Saint, he would be in the lower realm.
Come, I want to kill a human being in the 13th realm. This is a serious matter. Let’s see if the sages in the upper realm will agree?
Zhao Jingyu's body was in the air, he raised his hand and pointed, and a ray of light suddenly shot out from his fingertips, extending bit by bit towards Lin Zhao's eyebrows.
"I'll take your Yunjian Lake first and destroy your swordsmanship!"
…
Lin Zhao gritted his teeth and looked at Zhao Jingyu motionlessly, with anger burning in his heart. He recognized that Yunjian Lake was gone and Gao Zhi was humiliated. He would never stand by and watch this happen, and he would never tolerate it!
"Ancestor, kill him!"
A group of Qingliang Sect disciples shouted. Among the crowd, Zhao Yichuan had the strongest smile. He was so looking forward to seeing the head of the man in white fall to the ground.
However, at the moment when Zhao Jingyu's ray of light from the Thirteenth Realm pierced the center of his eyebrows, Lin Zhao's sea of qi shook violently, and a force seemed to be awakened by stimulation. Along with the sound of rumbling thunder in the inner world, the spirit ruins
Everything in the depths began to rotate, and another huge whirlpool appeared. This time it was the second Yunjian Lake!
In addition, a sword tip containing a strong sacred aura suddenly flew out from the Yunjian Lake!
"Buzz!"
The tip of the sword seeped out from the center of his eyebrows, and it was at loggerheads with Zhao Jingyu's wisp of Thirteenth Realm Qi!
