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Chapter four hundred and thirty seventh small scratches

Tianchi in the snow, a garden on the top of the mountain.

Naturally located on the plain outside the bamboo forest on the right side, there is a huge spiritual boat lying across it. The dragon boat is so precious that Lin Zhao did not dare to put it in Tianchi. Most of the snowy cavalrymen were old and rough. If they were to knock on it,

By destroying the dragon boat, which had little hope of being repaired, Lin Zhao would lose more than he gained.

Lin Xingchu landed on the ground, waving his long sleeves, and the aura of water transport dissipated, and the long river in the sky slowly returned to the Xijian River, borrowing water from the Xijian River to transport a dragon boat to the snowy area

Tianchi seems to be an extremely understatement.

"aunt!"

Lin Zhao quickly ran back to the storage room of Tiantianju, took out a jar of peach blossom wine, and offered it with both hands: "Thank you for your hard work, aunt, I'll give you a jar of wine!"

"Oh~~~"

Lin Xingchu narrowed his eyes and happily accepted the jar of peach blossom wine. In fact, although the peach blossom wine brewed by the Peach Blossom Demon is already a treasure in the world of the human race, it is not so rare in the eyes of Xi Jian Jiang Jiang Shen. After all,

Lin Xingchu is the number one god of the human race. He has met most of the tigers, river gods, etc. on the land of the human race. Which gift from those gods would be worse than peach blossom wine? However, because this jar of wine was given by Lin Zhao

, so it’s very different. I take it back to the mansion and drink it during the holidays, which naturally makes the boring days feel a little better.

Lin Xingchu turned into a golden water transport and headed south.

Lin Zhaoze took a deep breath. The major events in the south were finally settled. At this moment, a ringing sound passed by his ears. Finally, the battle in Luoyan Mountain came to an end. The plot compensation also came. The system still has a conscience and there is no in vain.

A busy day——

"Ding!"

System prompt: Congratulations on completing the plot [Battle of Luoyan Mountain], you have received plot compensation rewards: level 3, charm value 5, gold coins 18,000, reputation value 8,000, and additional rewards: [Setting Sun] (Earth Artifact)!



Three consecutive rays of light fell, and Lin Zhao reached level 108.

"setting sun?"

He squinted his eyes, wondering what the reward was this time. With a "click" sound, the reward item dropped into the package. When Lin Zhao opened the package and checked the first space, he saw a golden setting sun, like

Like the morning light, it was a long sword with the luster of the remaining sunlight flowing through it. It was exquisite in shape and full of majesty. When I took out the package and held it in my hand, a thick and majestic aura suddenly poured into my body. No need to think about it, it must be better than

Ben Lei Sword is much stronger.

With a flick of his hand, the attributes of the setting sun float before his eyes——

[Setting Sun] (Earth Artifact)

Attack:1250-1750

Strength:128

Stamina:125

Agility:122

Special effect: Vampire 16%

Special effect: Sword skill damage increased by 25%

Special effect: Increase damage, causing 35% damage

Special effect: Armor piercing, ignoring 40% of the target's defense

Special effect: Causes 50% splash damage to targets within 7 yards of the target

Special effect: Setting Sun Sword Intent, there is a 25% chance of attaching a ray of Setting Sun Sword Intent to the target when attacking, causing 1500% attack damage within 7 seconds.

Additional: Increase the user's attack power by 33%

Additional: Increase the user's defense by 33%

Biography: In ancient times, there was a magic craftsman who lived in seclusion in the mountains, obtained meteorite iron from the sky, and forged a magic weapon using the aura of the setting sun as a guide. On the day when this setting sun was forged, the setting sun in the sky was like blood, and it did not dissipate until midnight.

According to legend, as long as you hold the Setting Sun Sword, you can command the heroes.

Required strength: 1500

Required level: 105



The attack power is very strong!

Lin Zhao frowned, opened the weapon list of the national server, and found that in the column of sword weapons, the original number one was still a level 100 gold-liquid weapon. There was no way, the prefecture-level boss in the territory of the eight major cities was too

Without it, there are many players, and no matter how strong the guild is, it will be difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. However, Lin Zhao's Setting Sun has been firmly locked at the top of the weapon list as soon as it appeared, and it can be called a real magic weapon.

"Keng~~~"

With a soft sound, Setting Sun replaced the Thunder Sword, and his strength suddenly surged. He felt like he was about to break through the realm, which made Lin Zhao a little embarrassed. Players currently have no realm. No matter how strong the player is in front of the boss,

It's just the "lower five realms". I don't know when the player realm system will be opened. By then, maybe a hundred flowers will bloom.

When I looked at the attribute panel again, my combat power increased dramatically, which was already extraordinary——

【White】(Swordsman)

Level:108

Attack:3660-5000(310%)

Defense:3600(320%)

Qi and blood: 47100

Critical hit:20%

Vampire:56%

Damage reduction: 29%

Damage increase: 150%

Comprehension:99

Charm:67

Reputation value: 81780

Combat power:12150



The combat power has exceeded 12,000, and the real attack power has reached a terrifying 15,006-20,500 points. The damage is increased by 150%. Each sword is 2.5 times the damage. This attack power can be said to be a real sword-to-sword strike. It is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Setting Sun, suddenly felt like he was about to reach the top of the world. Unfortunately, this damage was still too weak for the demon clan. We still have to continue to work hard and move forward!

"grown ups."

On the side, Gao Zhi said: "The people from the Mo family's ancestral court are here."

"Oh, please!"

"good."

Naturally living in the house, making tea in winter, three people came from the ancestral court of the military family. One was Xu Zhan, the swordsman of the 12th realm, and his two direct disciples, both of whom were at the 11th realm, and both were good at mechanisms.

, a Mohist master of formation.

Lin Zhao served the tea and said respectfully: "Senior Xu Zhan, after the battle at Luoyan Mountain, the Lingshi mine has been heavily guarded by our snowy Tianchi troops. There will be no problems for a long time. Then follow the instructions

Our previous agreement was that the Mo family would send monks to mine the spirit stones, and after the coins were successfully minted, the family would share half of it?"

"Can."

Xu Zhan nodded.

One of his direct disciples stepped forward and took out two stone-engraved discs, which were Mohist ritual tools. The terms of the agreement between the two parties had been engraved on them. He smiled slightly and said, "Please Lord Lin Zhao, please write in the two contracts."

Just put your thumbprint on the book."

He took out a box containing ink pads. He didn't know what the glowing stuff inside was. But Lin Zhao trusted the Mo family's ancestral family, so he stretched out his thumbs covered with ink pads and pressed his fingerprints on both discs. Suddenly,

Two glowing handprints entered the discs, and then Xu Zhan stood up and pressed his handprints on the two stone discs. For a moment, there was a faint thunderous phenomenon in the sky.

"..."

Lin Zhao and Zhi Zhi both looked into the distance with doubts on their faces.

Xu Zhan smiled and said: "Don't be doubtful, this is the Mo family's agreement, and heaven and earth can serve as a warning."

"knew."

Lin Zhao accepted a stone plate and said with a smile: "Senior Xu Zhan, do you want to stay for dinner? Since the snowy Tianchi and the Mo family's ancestral court have begun to cooperate, I, Lin Zhao, must do my best to serve as a landlord. This dinner

You must ask."

"oh?"

Xu Zhan couldn't help but laugh: "It's rare for you to be sincere, so let's have a drink before going back to prepare for mining the spirit stone mine."

"Well, thank you!"

Soon after, Dong Zang, Tong Yu, and Wang Yue started picking vegetables and were busy preparing for the dinner. Lin Zhao made two fishing rods and invited Xu Zhan to fish together by the lotus pond. Since Xu Zhan had Xu Qingyi, he became a father.

, after entering middle age, in fact, apart from mechanism formations and sword refining, his biggest interest is fishing, so he and Lin Zhao went fishing together, and they had a lot of fun.

In the evening, the two people caught enough fish to make a pot of fish soup, and soon the banquet began.

In order to accompany this Mohist senior, Lin Zhao invited Muzhen, Xiang Ji, Xu Sheng, Su Shanjun, Han Laojianxian and other wine putties up the mountain. A large group of people drank and drank, trying to use wine glass diplomacy to win over the Mohist master.

Xu Zhan nodded and agreed to another thing. Lin Zhao even called the gatekeeper Tang Guangjun up the mountain.

Tang Guangjun suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and finally served it.

As soon as the table was served, I saw Xu Zhan, a master of the Mohist family.

Xu Zhan was also stunned. Isn't this the little bastard who almost disgraced himself when he asked about the ancestral home of the Jianmo family? Why was he also in the Snowy Tianchi, and also a subordinate of Lin Zhao? For a moment, Xu Zhan was a little confused.

Are all the bastards in the world getting together?

After thinking about it, Xu Zhan and his two disciples both drank 10g of a pot of low-quality water and wine. A large group of people were chatting at the wine table. From ancient times to the present, one by one pointed the country and scolded Fang Qiu, as if everyone had changed.

Having reached the fifteenth level, even the most holy ancestors, Taoist ancestors, Buddhas, soldiers, Juzi and other saints are no longer in their sights.

"Senior Xu Zhan!"

Lin Zhao stood up and poured a large glass of wine: "Junior, here's another toast to senior!"

Xu Zhan nodded. The more he drank, the more he looked at him. He was more and more pleasing to his eyes. He was really respectful to himself. I thought about the time when this boy killed the great demon Bai Lan of the Thirteenth Realm with his sword.

Who can resist the momentum? I have a sword that can kill a real dragon! It is the most arrogant in the world!

"senior."

Lin Zhao sat down and said with a smile: "I heard that the mechanisms and formations of the seniors are second to none in the Mo family's ancestral court, and even Mr. Juzi has to obey. Isn't that true?"

"Eh~~~"

Xu Zhan waved his hands repeatedly and said with a smile: "Senior brother, the head master, is well versed in all the Mohist magic techniques and cannot talk nonsense, but when it comes to building and setting up formations, hey... he is indeed a little bit behind, otherwise the Great Shang Dynasty would

I will not be in charge of the construction project of the two custom-made dragon boats."

"That's true!"

Lin Zhao was horrified: "There is a dragon boat outside the bamboo forest where I live. It has a little scratch. Would you like to help me take a look and repair it?"

"What's so difficult about this?"

Xu Zhan laughed.

"Master, Master!"

The two direct disciples were both anxious. What happened to the master today? Why did he get drunk even though he was drinking so much? Can you say this nonsense?

"Okay, let's go out and take a look!"

Lin Zhao stood up with a smile. Su Shanjun, Han Buyu, Tang Guangjun and others also started making noises. Suddenly, a group of people came outside the bamboo forest and stood in front of the dragon boat that was burned to black. The bow of the dragon boat had almost disappeared.

, a big hole was made by the Wolf Tooth Hammer, the Immortal Weapon of the Demon Clan's Ancestral Mountain, and the parts inside fell everywhere. There were also several sword marks on the stern of the ship, some of which had damaged the inscriptions and patterns inside the ship.

The power component.

"..."

Xu Zhan looked at the dragon boat, and the smell of alcohol all over his body disappeared in an instant. He turned around and looked at Lin Zhao with squinted eyes: "You call this a small scratch?"


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