It suddenly dawned in his heart that at this moment, Lin Zhao had not only returned to the Eighth Realm, but he even vaguely felt that the bottleneck of the Eighth Realm had been slightly loosened. This long-lost feeling made him more certain that the player's realm in the game was no longer the same.
It is not entirely determined by the endless mode of the Tower of Realm. It can also be broken by breaking the state of mind, self-cultivation, etc. In other words, it is a truly free mode!
"call……"
He breathed a heavy sigh, leaned out of the window and looked at the ground from the second floor. He saw a child in patched clothes lying on the ground holding a branch, grinning in pain and rubbing his buttocks, but when
When he saw Lin Zhao looking at him, he immediately got up from the ground, clasped his fists like the knight Wu Fu of the Snowy Tianchi, and said: "Zhang Luobai of Hefeng Academy has seen the mountain... the master of the mountain, the Sword Immortal!"
Lin Zhao couldn't help but smile. This child was not afraid of life, so he asked with a smile: "Zhang Luobai, why did you climb to the top of the library attic? Didn't you hear the order from Master Gu? These days, no disciples are allowed to go up to the library."
The pavilion."
"I know."
Zhang Luobai scratched his head, still with a smile on his face: "But I still can't hold it back. I want to come and see the Mountain Lord Sword Immortal. I want to ask the Mountain Lord Sword Immortal if he is willing to accept me as his disciple? In other words, the Mountain Lord
Does the Sword Immortal want to be a bitch or something? Once Zhang Luobai worships the mountain lord, he will be the mountain lord's bitch for the rest of his life, and he will be single-minded."
"roll roll roll."
Lin Zhao laughed angrily and said, "Get out of here before Dean Gu finds out, or I'm going to make a report, and by then I'll make sure your Zhang Luobai's ass blossoms."
"ah?!"
The naughty boy finally showed a hint of panic, but he still pretended to be calm and clasped his fists at Lin Zhao and said: "The master of the mountain, Sword Immortal, is an adult. There are many adults. He will definitely not be as knowledgeable as me, Zhang Luobai. I'll leave now."
, I also ask the Mountain Lord Sword Immortal to take into account some of the rules in the world and be sure to keep my mouth shut for me!"
"Get out of here." Lin Zhao waved his hand.
The naughty kid escaped quickly, while several young gentlemen in charge of the ABC Novel Network held the slips and pretended not to have seen the kid. After all, Lin Zhao had already planned to let the kid go.
…
The ancestral home of the military family.
"Words don't have to be true, actions don't have results, only righteousness lies..."
Qingshan Ke frowned and chewed on the words Lin Zhao realized over and over again. He slightly frowned and said with a smile: "So that's it. What everyone says must be true and their actions must be fruitful. So it turns out that it's true."
It's just a pedantic statement. It's rare for my junior brother to be able to break through such a state of mind and find the answer in the books of sages."
Soldier Immortal Han Xin crossed his arms and said with a smile: "Promising others is one thing, but the rotation of heaven is another matter. Sometimes fate plays tricks on people. If you still hold on to that promise, it will be a disaster.
If you have misunderstood others and you have misunderstood yourself, how can you see the truth? Lin Zhao is indeed a scholar and has a very high level of understanding. If it were an ordinary person, he might not be able to understand or realize."
"That is."
The man in green shirt grinned and said: "I am Ding Muchen's little junior brother, how can that be bad? The person chosen by the Dragon Slaying Sword must be excellent."
"how about you?"
The Bingxian looked at the Bingsheng in front of him and said: "Lin Zhao opened the knot in his heart because his words are not to be believed, and his actions are not to bear fruit, but the righteousness lies. So what about the knot in your heart, Ding Muchen? Can this sentence be able to untie it?"
"well……"
The look on Qingshanke's face suddenly disappeared, and he drooped his head: "It's difficult... I'm in a different situation from my junior brother. I didn't plant my inner demons because of the promise I made to Fusu, or because I broke my promise to Fusu.
Because... I chose a different path from Fusu, and he took the path I thought was right to the end and paid the price with his life."
"Then your situation is indeed more complicated."
Bingxian smiled: "But I think the truth is actually the same. You feel that you have failed Su Fu and your own morality, but what is the real situation? What is the result of your final choice of Ding Muchen? Is it worthy of what you feel in your heart?
Morality?"
The guest in green shirt was slightly startled, his heart was already in a mess.
"Forget it, stop talking, I'm not a scholar."
He frowned and said: "For our military strategists, if we can't solve the problem, we can solve it with one sword. Let's put the problem aside for now and sharpen the sword. Who dares to do harm to the human race? Who dares to do anything to my junior brother?"
If it goes against Fusu, it's time for me, Ding Muchen, to speak my mind."
The Soldier Immortal is frustrated, and sometimes he really has to obey these reckless sword cultivators.
…
Panyun Mountain, the demon tribe’s military tent.
On the top of the mountain, the great demon Yu Zhi was dressed in a fiery red dress, looking extremely beautiful. On the side, Shi Jungang took away Wang Yue's body. Although she was wearing a black dress, she still had the same national color.
Tianxiang, and Fengquan, a twelve-level sword cultivator, looked to the south together, with different expressions and thoughts.
"It has only been three days since Lin Zhao fell into the realm, and he has broken through it again."
Shi Jungang frowned and said: "Moreover, he is now in the Eighth Realm and has more foundation. He should have seen the threshold of the Yuanying Realm. If this guy is allowed to form a Yuanying, he will become a Yuanying."
Sword cultivators are at a great disadvantage to our demon clan."
"snort……"
Yu Zhi said: "Senior sister, you are worrying too much. Is there any difference whether Lin Zhao is a Jindan sword cultivator or a Nascent Soul sword cultivator? To put it bluntly, even if he is an Eleventh realm sword cultivator, the difference is not big. Lin Zhao is letting people
The worry has never been about his cultivation, but about this person's scheming. With him around, the Snowy Tianchi is like an abyss, and anyone who dares to step into it will be swallowed up, even millions of troops."
As she spoke, she sighed and said: "What I'm angry about is that he actually broke his mood. At this time, Lin Zhao no longer had any guilt or self-blame in his heart. Instead, there was a lot of 'vitality' pouring out. I really
I just can’t understand who he is and what can make him untie the knot in his heart so quickly. Is the principle of a scholar... really so powerful?"
"Of course it's great."
Fengquan crossed his arms and said with a smile: "Scholars do knowledge and draw many rules for the world, and also draw many rules for themselves. Once they really recognize a truth, they will have no worries. Otherwise, in the Confucian literary world,
Why are those in the upper five realms so generous when they go to die one by one? This kind of thing is something that we sword cultivators cannot understand."
"oh?"
Yu Zhi glanced at Fengquan and sneered: "Master Fengquan still has the heart to laugh now?"
"Why not?"
Fengquan is still smiling.
Yu Xie raised the corner of his mouth, looked at the Snowy Tianchi, and said calmly: "The demon clan has no luck in swordsmanship at all. Lin Wanhua broke through and almost devoured all the luck in swordsmanship in our demon clan in one breath.
Master Fengquan’s swordsmanship originated from the world of monsters, and it can be said to be deeply rooted. Now it seems that Master Fengquan may never be able to reach the Thirteenth Realm in this life."
"What does it have to do with it?"
Fengquan still looked calm and relaxed, and said with a smile: "The four northern tribes will always go south in the future. I have a lot of time to practice in the world of the human race. When the time comes, I will reciprocate and use the human race's swordsmanship to defeat the enemy."
The situation is the same, so why can Lin Wanhua go to the world of monsters, but we can’t go to the world of humans?"
"Hmph~~~"
Yu Zhi smiled slightly and stopped arguing with him. He was just a reckless man who knew nothing.
…
Hefeng Academy.
In a small pavilion on a rockery, Lin Zhao stretched his body and studied hard in the library for three days. He was indeed exhausted, and his hunger and fullness level was about to return to zero. Fortunately, Gu Lingyu was very sensible and personally
After bringing a basket of food over, he sat aside and watched Lin Zhao eat and drink enough, and then asked a disciple to take away the dishes.
Not far away, in the main courtyard of the academy, there were children sitting in the school building studying, while others were playing outside. One of the naughty children was the most arrogant, carrying a wooden stick and playing with a set of homemade swords in public.
Then he threw the wooden stick away, and actually planted a strange fist pile, and performed a set of vigorous and unorganized boxing techniques.
"how!"
Zhang Luobai looked at a group of playmates and said with a smile: "Behind my house is the school grounds. Every day I can see the warriors of the Snow Region Legion practicing boxing. I have learned a little bit from them. Can my military-style boxing be authentic?"
A young man laughed and said: "Zhang Luobai, what kind of bullshit military-horse boxing are you doing? The dung-carrying peasants in the backstreets have more martial-arts boxing styles than yours!"
"well……"
Zhang Luobai shook his head: "I don't blame you for not understanding boxing, but you shouldn't be so arrogant!"
As he spoke, he pointed at the young man and said in a deep voice: "Luo Qiyou, just wait and see, in a few years I will be as tall as you, and I will go down the mountain to ask you for punches, and wait for you to fall under my fists."
Please remember what you said today, this is called karma!"
A group of children laughed.
Zhang Luobai once again took a short stick and beat grass in the yard. However, there were many Meng children gathered around him, and many Meng children followed Zhang Luobai and went crazy, playing together. Not far away, the person responsible for looking after the children
The young gentleman just had a warm smile on his face. It didn't matter. This is how teenagers should play. If something happened, he could stop it immediately. After all, his starry realm was not fake.
Lin Zhao also watched from a distance. In fact, he was very envious of these children on the snow-covered Tianchi. He remembered that when he was studying a hundred years ago, the teachers in the school were not so kind, let alone so knowledgeable.
How does it compare with now? The president of Hefeng Academy is a sage in the Twelve Realms of Confucianism. He was once the Grand Priest of the Imperial Academy. Among the young disciples he brought, every one of them is not well-read in poetry and books, and which one is not full of economic knowledge.
Their level of education is not too low. It is a blessing for these children to be able to study with these young gentlemen.
…
"..."
Lin Zhao looked at it from a distance. The naughty kid who was wielding a wooden stick as a sword was sweating profusely and had a bright and innocent smile. Moreover, it was him who fell from the roof of the library and hit the bookshelf, which Lin Zhao saw.
Those sage's words of wisdom to relieve the knot in one's heart were actually considered to be his lucky general, and Lin Zhao felt a little familiar when looking at him.
