Snowy Tianchi, Beishan.
The afterglow of dusk shines on the cliffs of Beishan, reflecting the figures of Lin Zhao and Leng Yan. Today, it is rare that Lin Zhao has time to go down the mountain and accompany Leng Yan to see the densely packed monster military tents in the north.
At this time, two more ringtones passed by in the air!
"Ding!"
System prompt: Congratulations to the player [Jiuyou Huangquan] for successfully becoming the disciple of Qingliang Sect [Zhao Suiguang] (Twelve Realm Monk), and received rewards: level 1, charm value 2, reputation value 5000, and gold coins 12000!
"Ding!"
System prompt: Congratulations to player [Xihe Cauldron Helmet] for successfully becoming the disciple of Qingliang Sect [Zhao Suiguang] (Twelve Realm Monk), and received rewards: level 1, charm value 2, reputation value 5000, and gold coins 12000!
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"It seems that the Cang Knights are determined to join the Qingliang Sect."
Leng Yan pursed her red lips and said: "Xueyu Tianchi and Liang Zi of Qingliang Sect are so close, I'm afraid there will be no way to be kind in the future."
"never mind."
Lin Zhao looked very free and easy, and said with a smile: "When the time comes, I will take Xiaojiu'er, Zhu Zhi, Muzhen, Chu Yu and other descendants of the Chen Dynasty up the mountain to seek justice for Lao Huang and Lao Qingliang.
Our ancestor Zhao Jingyu has done many evil things and he must die. When the time comes, Li Canghai don’t blame me for killing his master, I have already said hello in advance."
Lengyan smiled slightly and said: "It's a bit unreasonable~~~"
Lin Zhao couldn't help laughing: "I am too unreasonable and easily bullied. Although I am Mr. Qin's disciple, I still have the genes of a swordsman, a military strategist, and a martial artist in my heart. The idea that a gentleman can be bullied does not work here."
"Well, I think this is right."
Leng Yan said: "In this world, all our kindness should be sharp, otherwise kindness will be regarded as weakness by some people, and it is you who will suffer in the end."
Lin Zhao nodded and said: "After the two major systems of realm and master were opened, there was no movement from the demon clan. I always feel that they are brewing something."
"Is Shi Jungang still in charge of the four military tents of the Monster Clan?"
"Seems to be."
"Then it doesn't matter."
He smiled coldly: "Shi Jungang cannot be your opponent."
Lin Zhao laughed, but he was still a little uneasy in his heart. Shi Jungang was actually a handsome man, but he just missed one step every time he planned, and he lost at this step. But he must not regard Shi Jungang as a handsome man.
A mediocre person, otherwise he will definitely suffer. Miss Leng has unlimited trust in herself. She can say this, but she must not think so simply. After all, Shi Jungang's conspiracy is not good, but the conspiracy is definitely one after another.
Yes, be on guard at all times.
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The moon is dark and the wind is high.
To the north of Panyun Mountain, behind the mountains is a fast-flowing river called Baizhijiang River. There are mostly rock barriers on both sides of Baizhijiang River, which is covered with a kind of medicinal material called Angelica dahurica, hence its name. This Baizhijiang River is the same as Xijianjiang River.
, the source is the continuous snow-capped mountains in the east, but the water flow and water transportation of Baizhijiang River are far inferior to that of Xijianjiang River. Xijianjiang River is the main stream from east to west, and Baizhijiang River can only be regarded as a tributary.
At this time, on the bank of the river.
A woman in a black dress stood on a rock of tens of feet, overlooking the Baizhi River, with cold eyes. She was Jun Gang, the commander-in-chief of the four military tents of the Monster Clan. There were two people standing behind her. One was the Twelve Realm Fengquan.
, one is the Eleventh Realm White Night, just in front of Shi Jungang, a wisp of blue water transport slowly fell to the ground under the wind and rain, and condensed into a middle-aged man wearing a green python robe.
"Yue Ling, the Rain Master, meets several demon saints."
Yue Ling slowly clasped his fists.
"snort……"
Feng Quan sneered, and when he looked at Yue Ling, there was no concealed contempt in his eyes. Your Yue Ling's father, Yue Hao, was the pillar of the human race. Back then, he led 530,000 Yunzhou cavalry to raid and severely damage ten military tents of the Monster clan. Then
The first battle was so earth-shattering, but now Yue Hao's soul has long been gone, leaving behind such an unworthy descendant. I really don't know what kind of face he has to cooperate with the demon clan, such a shameful thing.
Fengquan despises this kind of person.
"..."
Shi Jungang glanced at Fengquan and said in his heart: "Master Fengquan, if we, the demon tribe, want to gain this world, we must use all the people we can use. Yue Ling does have a temperament like a dog, but as long as he can demonize me,
The tribe uses it, so why not use it? We can’t gain much advantage by simply fighting against the human race. We must use wisdom. I don’t want to explain too much about these.”
Fengquan nodded: "My subordinates know that, the military advisor can just make plans, but I won't say anything."
"Um."
Shi Jungang smiled slightly and said: "Yue Ling, you have called for the wind and snow again and again these days, which can be regarded as making great contributions to our four northern tribes, especially the snow in Tongjing Lake. If it hadn't been for that
Xue, I’m afraid it’s impossible for the Demon Clan’s Divine Cavalry Captain Yu Feng to defeat Li Chunyang’s hundreds of thousands of Linlu Army with only 30,000 cavalry. These days, you have made great contributions, and we all see it.”
"Master Shi Jungang is so complimentary."
Yue Ling clasped his fists, slightly raised his eyebrows and said: "Yue Ling is a rain master in the snowy land of thousands of miles. It is his job to spread clouds and rain. In fact, he has never deliberately helped the four northern tribes, nor the human race.
It’s just that wherever and when it snows or rains, the wind blows or the clouds move, there are decrees from heaven, and Yue Ling is just following the general trend.”
Shi Jungang didn't point it out, and said with a smile: "Calling Lord Yue Ling this time is actually part of our Monster Clan's plan to plan the south. The meaning of the Monster Clan's Ancestral Mountain is that... we want to build a new home for Yue Ling on the bank of the Baizhi River.
Master Ling will build a Rain Master Dragon King Temple. From now on, from Panyun Mountain to the north and thousands of miles away from the Yao Clan Ancestral Mountain, all cities and villages will have a seat for Master Yue Ling in worshiping the gods. We want
Use the incense of the demon clan to raise a twelve realm for Lord Yue Ling!"
"ah?!"
Yue Ling trembled all over, as if he had been struck by lightning. This was something he had always longed for but did not dare to ask for, and now the demon clan actually gave it to him. The next second, the aloof Rain Master knelt down on one knee, trembling all over: "Yue Ling
Ling Zhien's repayment, whenever the demon clan gives orders, Yue Ling will definitely obey them!"
"Please get up, please get up."
Shi Jungang smiled and helped Yue Ling up, and said: "From now on, Master Yue Ling will be the god enshrined by our demon clan. We still have to draw a clear line with the gods of the human race, such as Su Fu of the Snowy Tianchi.
Han Buyu and other stubborn people, in short, the demon clan will definitely move south in the future, and our stormy situation will be left to Lord Yue Ling."
"yes!"
Yue Ling clasped his fists: "I will never let Zushan down!"
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In the middle of the night.
"Shua~~~"
A golden sword light rose from the northern plains of Panyun Mountain, and even flattened a mountain peak by the Baizhi River. The sword light came from a sword from the wind and spring of the Twelve Realms. Immediately afterwards, a giant sword appeared in the north.
The object came vaguely in the night sky. After getting closer, I saw it was a monster with a height of dozens of feet. It was called "Demon Hercules" in the Demon Clan's ancestral mountain. This demon Hercules was like a giant mountain, with infinite strength and body.
The figure was hunched over as he moved among the mountains and forests, carrying a palace behind him.
Yue Ling was dumbfounded.
The Monster Clan is going to move a Dragon King Temple directly from the Monster Clan to Baizhijiang River! For ordinary human craftsmen, it would take a month to build a Dragon King Temple, but the Monster Clan is better off and can build one overnight.
The Dragon King Temple has been moved to the Baizhi River. Even the statues for worship in the Dragon King Temple have been prepared. The person sitting high up in the main worship position is Yue Ling, the rain master.
A villa on the top of a mountain, a natural residence.
Lin Zhao suddenly stood up and walked out of the study. He looked at the sword light rising into the sky from the north. At the same time, he felt something in his heart. After becoming an Eighth Realm Sword Cultivator, his perception ability had greatly improved. He could feel that there seemed to be a shadowy giant in the north.
He was rushing towards the Baizhijiang River with something in mind. As for the specifics, he couldn't see clearly. After all, he was not in the upper five realms, and he didn't have the ability to observe the sky with water and moon.
Beside, Zhi Zhi frowned slightly.
"What did you see?"
"A Temple of the Dragon King."
Zhi Zhi pursed her red lips and said: "Shi Jungang, on behalf of the Monster Clan, built a Dragon King Temple for Rain Master Yue Ling. It is on the bank of Baizhi River. It seems... Yue Ling, who is in charge of the changes in wind and rain in the thousands of miles of snowy land, is real.
We have completely swung to the side of the demon clan. From now on, it will be the demon clan that has the final say in what kind of climate we fight in."
"It's Yue Ling again."
Lin Zhao gently clenched his fist: "Marquis Wu unexpectedly gave birth to such an unsatisfactory son. I'm afraid this Yue Ling will become a stain in the life of Marquis Wu Yue Hao in the future."
"Already."
Zhi Zhi frowned and said: "Yue Ling kept saying that as a god, he retained his divinity and abandoned his humanity. In fact, it was all lies. If our human race has seven or eight saints of the fourteenth realm who have come down to guard the mountains and rivers, you
To be continued...