Four hundred and twentieth chapters between square inches
In the evening, the remaining clouds looked like blood.
Lin Zhao was sitting on the edge of the bamboo forest in Tianranju, looking at the red clouds in the sky. He already started to miss Xiao Jiu'er who returned to Changming Mountain. When Xiao Jiu'er was around, he felt extra at ease. Now that she is gone, he feels that
It was somewhat empty, but at this moment, a violent vibration suddenly came from the second Yunjian Lake, and the entire Yunjian Lake continued to burst out with wisps of glow.
Here it comes, the second flying sword, Haoran has been upgraded to level 3!
"Ding!"
System prompt: Congratulations, your flying sword [Haoran] (immortal grade) has been upgraded to level 3, and you have successfully awakened the magical power [Fang Cun]!
…
"Square inch?!"
He was slightly startled and hurriedly opened the flying sword panel. As expected, the number of magical powers of the flying sword has been expanded to 3. The third skill button glowed with radiance. After lighting it up, the characteristics of the magical powers floated before his eyes——
[Fang Cun]: Create a small world of your own, isolate one or more units into the small world, reduce all attributes of yourself to 30%, and reduce all attributes of the opponent by 30%, lasts for 30 seconds, cools down for 30 minutes
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This magical power shocked Lin Zhao. The Khan Ox Sword was indeed a Khan Ox Sword. No wonder even a humble gentleman like Mr. Qin would say that the tip of this sword must be much stronger as a flying sword than the bright moon. Indeed, although both splashes are
Immortal grade, but the strength is definitely not on the same level. This third magical power is tantamount to allowing Lin Zhao, a "lower fifth realm sword cultivator", to obtain some of the upper five realm abilities in advance!
Opening up a small world, covering the opponent, excluding unnecessary people or things, and increasing one's own attributes by 30%, while the opponent's attributes are reduced by 30%. What kind of concept is this? Doesn't it mean that in the midst of thousands of troops, you can "
"Free roll call"? Whoever you want to kill, just use the small world to cover him, and just raise your sword to kill him. And you can not only include one opponent, but you can even choose multiple ones. This is even more amazing. In some cases,
It can achieve a very clever effect, forcibly rolling many opponents out of the battlefield. Such skills often have unexpected and wonderful uses.
"call……"
Lin Zhao took a deep breath and raised his fingertips to summon the flying sword Haoran. He saw the flying swords lingering around his fingertips. The sword tip was full of Confucianism and Taoism. The sword tip given by the gentleman had too much magical power, and these
The magical power comes from Confucianism, from Mr. Qin, especially this small magical power. This kind of method that can only be possessed by the upper five realms is placed in the tip of a sword. I am afraid that non-Confucian sages cannot do it.
He touched the edge of the sword lightly, feeling infinite feelings in his heart. He missed his husband, wanted to have dinner with Mr. Qin again, wanted to carry a bunch of dried fish to his window sill again, and wanted to see his husband standing with a scroll in his hands again.
Under the bright moon in front of the window, these are no longer possible. The husband left, leaving only the tip of the sword to accompany him.
"Sir..."
Lin Zhao pursed his lips, put Haoran into Yunjian Lake, looked up at the sky, and murmured: "Although I don't know what the future will bring, Lin Zhao will definitely try his best not to disappoint you."
Behind me, there was the sound of rustling footsteps.
Dong Zang was wearing an apricot yellow dress and looked graceful. She stood carefully in the bamboo forest and said softly: "Sir, it's time for dinner. The three adults, Chu Zhi, Chu Yu and Muzhen, are already here."
"oh."
Lin Zhao nodded and smiled and went to eat.
The rule of the mountain top garden is that everyone eats together, in the living room on the first floor of Tianranju. Although the snowy Tianchi today is short of soldiers, horses, luggage, food and other resources, it is indeed quite abundant. Yes, especially the 5,000 gold mullet coins in Lin Zhao's package. Among all the sects in the world, I'm afraid not more than 5% can get 5,000 gold mullet coins!
At the dinner table, everyone from the mountain top garden arrived one by one.
Gao Zhi, Muzhen, Chu Yu, Tong Yu, Chen Ben, Xiang Ji, and Xu Sheng are in charge of military affairs, so they are not included in the Shanding Villa. Moreover, these two people do not need to warm up and cultivate their fists in the Shanding Villa. I mean, the killing aura among the Snow Legion is stronger, making it more suitable for them to practice boxing.
"There are so few people..."
Lin Zhao took a bowl of winter melon and pork ribs soup from Dong Zang and said with a smile: "Chu Yu, where is Wang Yue?"
"I'm practicing boxing in Beishan."
Chu Yu smiled slightly and said: "Wang Yue, this kid... is too straight-minded. Because of his parents' affairs, the hatred in his heart is so great that it cannot be resolved for a moment, so he is still used to being alone."
"That's it..."
Lin Zhao frowned and said, "Tong Yu, do you already have some friendship with Wang Yue?"
"Um."
Tong Yu nodded and smiled: "We are already friends. We will practice boxing and sword practice together in the future. Sister Wang Yue and I have made an appointment. In the future, we will travel around the world with one punch and one sword, specializing in fighting bad guys."
Lin Zhao couldn't help but laugh: "Well, that's good."
He started to cook, but in fact, he still had some worries in his heart. The hatred in Wang Yue's heart was stronger than that of Tong Yu at the beginning. I am afraid that it was not only the matter of his parents being framed and killed, but also that he, as a mountain villa, The so-called "mountain master" wants to understand the mood of everyone in the mountain top garden, which is not a kind of mind cultivation for him.
Nowadays, everyone in the Mountain Villa is happy and happy. Muzhi has returned to the Eleventh Realm. His sword heart and state of mind are even stronger. Once he completely refines the Twelveth Realm Demon Pill, his strength will definitely surpass that of before. Muzhi's boxing skills He is very solid, and he is also old-fashioned. Breaking through the realm and entering the realm of rebirth is still far away, so there is nothing to worry about. Chu Yu, after Lin Zhao’s advice last time, he has become more diligent in practicing boxing and sword practice. It was only a matter of time before he entered the upper five realms. Chen Ben was born with supernatural power and was taught boxing techniques by Muzhen. He was able to practice like a fish in water at the mountain top garden. Tong Yu was taught by Lin Wanhua personally and made rapid progress in sword cultivation.
The only thing she has to worry about is actually Wang Yue, who has just joined the Mountain Villa. Her mood is swaying badly!
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After eating, everyone practiced their own practices. Dongzang was busy clearing away the dishes and taking care of the whole garden on the top of the mountain, while Lin Zhao went down the mountain with a bamboo stick and picked his teeth. I saw Tang Guangjun everywhere. The slovenly man had his arms crossed and was warming up his sword. When he saw Lin Zhao coming down from the mountain garden, he immediately stood up, clasped his fists respectfully and said, "Mountain Master, are you taking a walk after dinner?"
"Um."
Lin Zhao glanced at him: "Have you eaten yet?"
"I've eaten, thank you Mountain Master for your concern."
"Okay, do your thing."
"yes!"
Watching Lin Zhaoyuan's back, Tang Guangjun felt helpless. What else could he do as a gatekeeper? He just continued to look at the gate. Apart from that, there was nothing else to do.
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In the snowy Tianchi North Mountain, where Shen Xingchen and Leng Yan looked at the northern demon tribe's military tent, Wang Yue's lonely and thin figure stood there on a cliff. She is now Chu Yu's disciple. Chu Yu naturally I won't treat her badly. She is quite exquisite in food and clothing, but even though she is wearing a long blue dress, Wang Yue still looks extremely thin. She has suffered too much these days.
"Mountain Master..."
Wang Yue, who was warming up her fist skills, turned around and saw Lin Zhao walking towards him with one hand behind his back. In her eyes, this unfamiliar man exuded an elegant temperament. He was obviously a swordsman, but he was
He has a scholarly spirit, and since Wang Yue was born in a scholarly family, he naturally feels good about Lin Zhao, the mountain master, or at least doesn't dislike him.
"Um."
Lin Zhao nodded, sat down on the cliff, took out a pack of spiced beef from his arms and threw it over: "You haven't had dinner, eat some first."
"ah?"
Wang Yue was slightly startled, with a hint of embarrassment on her pretty face. The mountain master was too thoughtful.
"For martial artists, boxing is the most energy-consuming exercise."
Seeing her astonishment, Lin Zhao smiled and said, "To tell you the truth, I used to be a martial artist, a mighty warrior at the peak of the Eighth Realm. I was so strong at that time that I could draw my sword and kill the big monsters of the Thirteenth Realm."
"puff……"
Wang Yue couldn't help but laugh, but she had already learned the true identity of the mountain owner from Chu Yu, and having read the Chronicles of the Great Shang Dynasty, she naturally knew the phrase "Snowy Tianchi, Lin Baiyi, no one in the world does not recognize you."
, the Battle of Snowy Tianchi accounts for nearly fifty of the few hundred chapters in the Chronicles of Dashang, so the mountain master did not boast at all. It is true that the warriors in the heyday drew their swords and chopped down the monsters in the thirteenth realm.
Yes, and that big demon was the strongest in the thirteenth level of the demon clan, and he was even hacked to death.
"Thank you, Mountain Master."
The girl sat cross-legged next to Lin Zhao, eating beef, and looking toward the north in the night with Lin Zhao. She couldn't see very far, and Lin Zhao couldn't see very far either.
"Having hatred in your heart is a good thing, but if the hatred is too heavy and it suppresses your state of mind, it is not a good thing."
Lin Zhao looked into the distance, frowned, and said, "Do you understand what I mean?"
"Mountain Master, I..."
Wang Yue gritted his silver teeth and said: "Actually, Wang Yue, an ant in the mud and grass, is not worthy of being so concerned by the mountain master. Although I am fortunate to be Master Chu Yu's disciple, Wang Yue knows full well that I
Not worthy, I really don’t deserve it..."
"Why don't you deserve it?"
Lin Zhao turned to look at her and said, "What's going on? Can't you tell me?"
"I……"
Wang Yue gritted her teeth, and tears like pearls fell down her cheeks. She shook her head: "I don't want to mention it. Even... just now, I had the idea of jumping off this cliff and leaving this dirty place.
Dirty world."
"..."
Lin Zhao frowned: "That's not necessary."
Wang Yue held the beef and sat under the moonlight, just looking at him with tears streaming down her face.
She needs to talk, she needs someone to know her suffering, otherwise, a person really can't hold on, but she is unwilling to say it, which is a deadlock.
Lin Zhao looked at Wang Yueli's beautiful appearance and was afraid that she would really not be able to think about jumping. Now that she was not at a high level, she would definitely fall to pieces if she jumped.
So, Lin Zhao stood up, and Haoran flew out of the Yunjian Lake with a "swish" sound, opening up a small world belonging to him around Lin Zhao. For a moment, Wang Yue trembled all over, and everything around him seemed to have disappeared.
, At the same time, Lin Zhao was also shocked, indescribably, as if he could see some of Wang Yue's memories and mood.
When he squinted his eyes, he saw a scene in the past. It was a young lady born in a scholarly family. She was pinned down on the embroidered bed in the boudoir by a group of official servants from Furong Prefecture. Dozens of officials took turns to humiliate her wantonly.
