In the early morning, clouds filled the entire jungle. Lin Zhao camped not far from a stream. He took out the prepared tent from the package and set it up. Then he burned a pot of soup and simmered it over a low fire. Wang Yue was
He returned to the Octagonal Shrine to warm up his spiritual energy. After preparing all this, Lin Zhao logged off at four o'clock in the afternoon.
He frowned and went straight downstairs, where he saw Wang Jue and Xiao Juzi picking vegetables downstairs to prepare dinner for everyone.
"Brother Lin Zhao!"
Little Orange stood up with a smile.
"Didn't the teacher give you any homework today, little Orange?"
"Yes, I'll do it after eating."
"good."
Lin Zhao didn't have much time, so he said: "Sister Juzi, help me scramble some eggs and fried rice. Hurry, I'll take a nap after eating. I have a mission recently, so I can only use fragmented time to rest. I have to sleep for three hours before continuing online.
busy."
In the game "Tianxia", the real time to the game time is 1:4. A day in the game is six hours in real time, so the 12 hours Lin Zhao rests in the game is only 3 hours of real time. This is the only way to
Maximize time utilization.
In fact, to put it bluntly, accompanying Wang Yue south to Furong Prefecture is a thankless task in itself, and there may not be a final plot reward. Other players will most likely not take this path, but Lin Zhao
Otherwise, he doesn't regard "Tianxia" as a game at all. He has an experience that others don't have, and he truly regards this game as his second life.
It is precisely because of this that Lin Zhao is actually the person who benefits the most in "The World". Although his purpose is not like this, the final result is indeed like this.
"knew."
Wang Ju stood up and said with a smile: "Just wait a few minutes."
"Um!"
A dish of egg fried rice was indeed very quick, it was ready in just a few minutes. Lin Zhao devoured it and went back to the room, set the alarm clock and went straight to sleep.
…
At about seven o'clock in the evening, Lin Zhao woke up to the sound of a noisy alarm. Lin Zhao put on his clothes and rushed out of the room, then rushed upstairs. Chen Xue, Shen Xingchen, and Roman were also stunned at the stairs.
"What is this for?" Shen Xingchen asked with wide eyes.
"Go online and do the task!"
When Lin Zhao sprinted 100 meters towards the game cabin, he waved his hands to a few people behind him: "It's probably been like this for the past few days, don't worry about me, Axue, you seem to have lost weight recently, eat more!"
"ah?!"
Chen Xue leaned against the railing, her pretty face blushing slightly.
"???"
Shen Xingchen looked surprised. That guy was so concerned about Chen Xue's figure that he didn't even look at himself. That's okay. He went back to report to Ayan!
…
"Whoosh!"
Lin Zhao went online. The soup in the temporary camp in the game was still warm, so he took out two pancakes and wolfed down the venison soup. In reality, it is easy to get hungry if you don’t eat. The same is true in the game. Players are hungry.
The value setting also means that you cannot go without food for a long time. Many players can just buy the noodles and bread in the main city to eat. But Lin Zhao is a self-proclaimed chef god in the snowy Tianchi, so he still needs to have a sense of ritual.
A little bit, and the soup cooked in the game is indeed delicious. Drinking too much will make you feel better, and you will naturally break through the realm faster when you are in a good mood.
On the side, Wang Yue, as a soul, naturally did not need to eat. He just hugged his knees and watched Lin Zhao eating with a smile. After dinner, it was officially nightfall, so he continued to take Wang Yue on the road.
Just like this, a few days later, in the early morning, Lin Zhao and Wang Yue finally arrived at a surging river, Xi Jian River, but now there is no Jiang Shen Empress Lin Xingchu in Xi Jian River, not even Xi Jian River.
Countless heroic souls of the Xia clan in the river no longer exist. On the contrary, there are traces of some demon monks in the mountains and forests on both sides.
Suddenly, Lin Zhao felt an extremely terrifying feeling in his heart. He immediately raised his hand and pointed at the bamboo box behind him: "Go in."
Wang Yue fell into the octagonal shrine inside the bamboo box, while Lin Zhao walked a few steps and hid behind an ancient tree. His body sank, hiding his entire figure in the night.
Just in front, the waves surged, and there was a faint golden sheen in the river. Soon, a figure with a light golden color came out of the river. She was a beautiful woman, wearing a green dress, holding a hand
A pale golden long sword, and the whole body is filled with surging water transport, but this ray of water transport is much inferior to that of my aunt Lin Xingchu.
Moreover, Lin Zhao knew this woman. Her name was Duckweed. She was originally a water god under Lin Xingchu's throne and was considered a subordinate of the Jiang Goddess. But at this moment, this Nascent Soul realm water god has almost become
She is the strongest defender in the entire Xijianjiang River. She has a lot of injuries on her body. There are terrifying scars on her shoulders and legs. The wounds are filled with evil spirits, and she will face the enemy again before they are completely dissipated.
Lin Zhao hid in the forest, watching Duckweed from a distance, but he did not appear. He knew that it would be useless to show up now. In Manyuan, Liu Bai stepped on the Xijian River and defeated Lin Xingchu.
In fact, it is no longer owned by the human gods, and has become a chaotic area where monsters, ghosts, spirits and humans coexist. The snowy Tianchi has no way to help, and the monsters implement the method of "distribution of weapons to the world".
After the formation, a large number of demon monks infiltrated into the Xijianjiang area. This is a problem that neither the human race's court nor the mountain can solve for the time being.
"Still not giving up!?"
In the air, a muffled thunder-like sound came, and then the sky was filled with demonic energy. A huge figure almost completely blocked the starlight for several miles around, and then it transformed into an old demonic man wearing a gray robe.
On the Xijian River, facing the water god Duckweed from a distance, this old demon clan man was in the Galaxy realm, one level higher than Duckweed. No wonder he could beat Duckweed all over his body.
"snort!"
Behind the old demon clan man, his true form emerged. He was a crayfish demon covered in spikes. The road was close to the water. This was probably the biggest reason why he and Duckweed competed for the water transportation of the Xijian River. He looked at it with a stern look.
The petite river god in front of him sneered: "Lin Xingchu is already dead, do you guys still want to overthrow the river? Duckweed, I will give you one last chance. Now bow your head and become my concubine. Your presence is indispensable."
Otherwise, I’m afraid the golden body will be shattered and the body will die.”
"The empress will never die!"
Duckweed gritted her silver teeth, with water flowing all over her body, and said calmly: "I will never be your concubine, give up on this idea, even if you kill me, I will never bow my head."
"Humph, you are stubborn and want to die. It's a pity that you have such a good appearance!"
The Ten Realm Crawfish Demon roared and opened its sleeves, as if it had opened a pair of large pliers. Duckweed picked up the golden water with a sword, and was wrapped in the appearance of a dragon swimming in the pale golden water.
, fought another battle with the Ten Realm Crawfish Demon, and for a moment, a small half of the Xijianjiang River rose into the sky!
In the water, Duckweed slashed down on the body of the crayfish demon with his sword, but it could only leave a series of sword marks on the extremely thick shrimp shell. On the contrary, the attack of the ten-level crayfish demon became more and more fierce.
Many cunning attacks left extremely tragic scars on Duckweed's golden body.
If the battle continues for a long time, Duckweed will inevitably be seriously injured.
Lin Zhaojian frowned and held his breath. He stayed in the forest without saying a word and did not take any action. He could not help much if he took action at this time. The gap between the two sides was a bit big. He was definitely not the eighth-level golden elixir sword cultivator like himself.
To make up for it, and this is not necessarily the only ten-level monster clan here, there may be even stronger ones.
After all, there are rumors in the world that after Lin Xingchu was killed by the Water and Fire Bureau, the gods in the Xijian River were almost washed with blood. Under the Jiang Shen Temple, two eleventh-level water gods were killed by demon monks, and there were also ten-level gods.
Many of their golden bodies have been shattered. It can be said that the gods in Xijianjiang, starting from Lin Xingchu down, have almost been wiped out. It is too difficult to be left with a living duckweed struggling to support them.
"Brother Lin Zhao."
Wang Yue's soul stood in the octagonal shrine and whispered: "Are you really not going to help?"
"Um."
Lin Zhao nodded: "Now is not the time to help. You don't have to worry about this matter. I will handle it. We may stay in Xijianjiang for a while."
"Okay~~~"
After about a stick of incense, the river undulated, and Duckweed's green skirt was almost chopped into pieces. With bruises all over his body, he fell headlong into the rushing river, while the crayfish demon frowned. He still doesn't know.
Where is Duckweed's cave? I can only find a way to deal with her next time. So, the crayfish demon also turned around and intercepted a section of the water transport of the Xijian River. This kind of thing cannot be rushed, and can only wait for a better opportunity.
Already.
…
In the early morning, Lin Zhao set up a pot by the river and cooked a pot of chicken soup.
When the chicken soup was bubbling, he quickly made a simple desk table, then sat upright, took out Qianqijuanxue and a stack of golden talisman papers, and then began to draw talisman with great concentration on the bank of Xijian River.
It is no other talisman, but an evil-breaking talisman that can cause great harm to monsters and ghosts. This kind of talisman has a natural overwhelming effect on monsters and ghosts, so it is best used to kill monsters.
Soon after, Lin Zhao didn't even pay much attention to the chicken soup being cooked. Lin Zhao fell into a state of selflessness, just like the sixteen-year-old boy back then. His clear and resolute face showed indifference, and every stroke seemed to be extremely arbitrary.
, retractable and retractable, for a moment, the cinnabar on the evil-breaking talisman seemed to come to life, turning into wisps of golden cavalry. The swordsman's law rushed straight into the Xijian River in front, and the killer at the bottom of the Xijian River
Baptized by the breath, the countless spirits and gods living deep in the river bottom all felt a little uncomfortable.
Deep in the river, in an inconspicuous cave.
"here we go again?"
The water god Duckweed, who was covered in wounds, suddenly relaxed his brows, revealed a smile, and said: "He finally came again... and he came with the atmosphere of heaven and earth of a military sage..."
Thanks to the boss of "Zhiyun Little Treasure Grows Up Soon" for the Sixteenth Realm Emperor! Thank you, the first Sixteenth Realm in this book!
