Lin Zhao decided to give Wang Yue two days off. He had a rare good night's sleep. He slept from 11 o'clock last night to 7 o'clock in the morning. Finally, he was full of energy after staying up for several days. After getting up, he washed up.
After breakfast, Wang Jue went to the market to replenish vegetables, so Lin Zhaomao volunteered to take Little Juezi to school.
"Let me give you some oranges too."
Chen Xue stood up and said: "I stay in the studio and play games every day. My limbs are almost degenerating. Let's go out for a walk."
"Um."
Shen Xingchen nodded: "Then we will go online and continue the mission."
"OK."
In the morning, the sun was shining brightly. Lin Zhao was holding Little Orange, followed by Chen Xue. Both of them wore Xihe-class individual armor at their elbows, so they were not worried about any accidents. As for Little Orange,
Carrying a small schoolbag, holding Lin Zhao's hand in her left hand, and holding a water glass in her right hand, she had a smile on her face. It was rare that Lin Zhao sent her to school in person today, so she was very happy.
In front of the school, many parents are sending their children to school, and the roadside is full of vehicles.
"Little orange!"
Inside the school gate, a female teacher wearing a pleated skirt said hello with a smile.
"Teacher Xiao Zhang!"
Little Orange smiled and waved.
That "Teacher Xiao Zhang" looked at Lin Zhao and was stunned: "Who is he?"
"My brother Lin Zhao!"
Little Orange smiled proudly and said, "He sent me to school today."
"That's it..."
Teacher Xiao Zhang looked at Lin Zhao, couldn't help but smile, and said, "Okay, leave the little orange to me."
"Uh-huh, we're in trouble!"
Lin Zhao nodded with a smile, turned around and left with Chen Xue, smiling: "I finally understand why so many fathers come to send their children to school. This little teacher Zhang is really good-looking and has a good figure."
"???"
Chen Xue glanced at him. Although she didn't say anything, her eyes were full of doubts. Am I not good-looking? What's wrong with my figure? In fact, Chen Xue has always been quite confident about his appearance and figure. Lin Zhao
This is somewhat disconcerting.
"You haven't done much in the game lately."
Chen Xue frowned and said, "How is the progress going south?"
"all the best."
Lin Zhaodao: "Why, the studio is in trouble?"
"It's no trouble at all." Chen Xue pursed her lips and said, "Everyone is improving very quickly. If you are busy with the plot every day, you will inevitably fall down the level. I'm just a little worried."
"It doesn't matter, level is not the most important thing."
Lin Zhaoyi raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Even if you are a person with a higher level than me, do you think I can't beat you in seconds?"
"Just bragging..."
Chen Xueliang smiled slightly and said: "Anyway, it's good to be mentally prepared. Some things did happen in the Northern Territory. For example... the ancestor of the coffin-carrying lineage, Tan Xin, broke through and is now an eleventh-level bearer.
Coffin Man, and her flying zombie has absorbed a lot of human blood, and is already a twelve-level wandering zombie. It is said that it can go to heaven and earth, and enter and exit Yin and Yang, and it also brings the strength of all the evil people.
It has been greatly improved. That Ding Chunqiu is now very arrogant. He is level 129 and is the first person in the national server. He relies on killing players to level up. Tan Xin gave him a set of flying swords, magic weapons and so on. His attack power is super abnormal, Galaxy, Canglong
The two major guilds went south to encircle and suppress him several times, but they still allowed him to escape."
"Escaped?" Lin Zhao was surprised.
"Um."
Chen Xue nodded: "A few days ago, this Ding Chunqiu also entered the Golden Core Realm, and even killed Su Xinghe once in a duel. Isn't it surprising? A second-rate player in our eyes at the beginning actually relied on the master system to get into this kind of situation.
It has become so popular that in fact many players in the Huaxia area are very jealous of it, they just hate that the person is not themselves."
"Always like that."
Lin Zhao was open-minded and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. If Ding Chunqiu wants to be arrogant, let him be arrogant. It's just a game. If he is so arrogant, he will swallow the bitter pill sooner or later. As long as he doesn't provoke us, the Crimson Moon Knights."
"
"The clamor has already started."
Chen Xuedao: "All the villains in the team say that among the sword cultivators in the national server, Su Xinghe can no longer suppress Ding Chunqiu. At least in this version, Ding Chunqiu is really stronger than Su Xinghe, so there are many villains in the team."
People were clamoring crazily on the big map channel, saying why Lin Baiyi of the Scarlet Moon Knights had not made a sound for so many days. It was just because he was afraid that he would not be able to defeat Ding Chunqiu. Some even encouraged all the evil members to go north and directly
Go to the snowy Tianchi to attack the leveling team of the Crimson Moon Knights."
"So arrogant?"
Lin Zhao frowned and said, "You and Xingchen will carry it first. I won't be able to go back for a while. Let's wait until we get back."
"Um."
Chen Xue smiled and nodded: "You should take care of your own business first."
…
Furong Prefecture.
Lin Zhao took Wang Yue all the way south, leaving Jeju and entering Wang Yue's hometown. This Furong state was the southernmost part of the Shang Dynasty's territory. It was connected to the mountains in the south, and further south was the barbarian land. Lin Zhao
Zhao didn't walk too hastily. Soon, a large river lay across the front. It was called Qingfu River on the big map. It was the largest water river in Furong Prefecture.
"Whoosh!"
Lin Zhao summoned the flying sword Hongye and took Wang Yue with him, planning to cross the river with the sword.
But at this moment, ripples appeared on the water, and a lean man rose from the river. He was dressed as a Jianghu man and had a charming aura. He lightly cupped his fists at Lin Zhao and said with a smile: "This sword cultivator.
Master, this is the Qingfu River, the boundary of Furong Prefecture. Judging from the attire of Master Jianxiu, he must have come from the north, right?"
"right."
Lin Zhao smiled and nodded: "Friend, is something okay?"
"Just a little thing."
The lean man smiled and said: "This Qingfu River has abundant water transportation from the upstream to the lower reaches. Both sides of the river are a land of plenty. However, the last river god was deposed for committing crimes. There is no river god yet, so the Qingfu River is now
It is hosted by various water gods and spirits in the river. The temple of the river god has long since ceased to have incense, but in order to maintain the spirituality of the river water, we have put in a lot of efforts, so...
If there are any monks who have crossed the river, please offer some sesame oil money as a favor to our Qingfu River."
"..."
Lin Zhao frowned and said: "I went south from the North Territory and passed by at least dozens of rivers. Even the big rivers and lakes like Xijianjiang, Dongtingfu, and Fengjiang were all passed by, but there was no one.
I have heard that there is such a rule. The rule you are talking about is not so much the money for offering sesame oil to the Qingfujiangjiang Shrine, but rather the money you collect to pay for traveling here. Is that what you mean?"
"That's right."
The lean man sneered: "This is our rule in Qingfujiang. Those monks on the mountain who observe etiquette will naturally not begrudge this charity, but those who do not eat or drink as a penalty will naturally receive certain punishments. This
Master Sword Cultivator, you look like you are only a sword cultivator in the fifth realm. Although your sword intention is somewhat impressive, you are still in the fifth realm. If you want to cross the Qingfu River, just hand over five green clam coins.
, Xiaoke will be released immediately without any embarrassment."
"oh?"
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "Five green clams are money, why should I give them to you? If I don't pay for them, what can you do to me?"
The lean man frowned and said, "That means you have to drink wine as a penalty if you don't eat the toast. Don't blame me for being rude."
As he spoke, he suddenly waved one hand, and a steel fork with a cold light suddenly appeared in his hand. As an eighth-level sword cultivator, Lin Zhao had already seen clearly his cultivation. He was a seventh-level spirit charmer.
Xiang is a toad spirit, and the God of the River is no longer there. As a result, this spirit is taking advantage of the situation here. This is definitely not the first time that he has blackmailed the monks across the river.
Lin Zhao originally planned to go south quietly along the way and help Wang Yue get things done, but the situation was beyond his control and he had no choice but to act chivalrously!
"Keng!"
He raised his hand and pulled out the Liquan behind him, his breath sank, and he looked at the Seventh Realm Jingmei with clear eyes. The opponent was just a level 125 earth-level boss, nothing more than a piece of cake.
But at this moment, there was a "buzzing" sound in the air, as if a majestic air machine was crushing the water of the river, and it had bad intentions.
"Is there anyone else?"
Lin Zhao frowned, feeling a very familiar resonance in his heart. There was another person in the distance, and he was a martial artist. His realm was at least the eleventh realm, and possibly even above the twelve realms. This martial artist's
The majestic qi machine feels a bit similar to Chen Wanli back then!
No matter what, let’s get rid of the toad spirit in front of us first!
"You are a low-level sword cultivator who doesn't know the heights of the world!"
The toad spirit was full of rage and roared: "You're shameless, right? You can get away with five green clams, but you want to leave all your cultivation to Qing Fujiang. This is...
No one else is to blame!”
"..."
Lin Zhao's eyes were indifferent. The atmosphere in Qingfu River was really not good. In other words, the atmosphere in the entire Furong Prefecture was not good. They bullied the weak and feared the strong. How could such a place raise a human army that could truly fight against the monsters? No wonder,
Among the nine states of the Great Shang Dynasty, Furong Prefecture was probably the weakest in terms of military strength, and the nobles in Furong Prefecture, such as Chun'an Marquis Zhang Yu'an's faction, were all appeasers, and no one wanted to go to war with the four northern tribes.
"Come!"
Lin Zhao's body sank, and the flying sword Hongye flew away immediately, splitting a wave of water. The next second, the tip of Li Quan's sword was pressed against the throat of the toad spirit, and the sword swept across the entire army, bursting out with chaotic sword energy.
Immediately afterwards, a rising dragon slash lifted the toad spirit's body from the water, and then a bullfight was launched, causing the toad spirit to roll back on the water.
Just by meeting each other, this Seventh Realm Jingmei already knew the depth of Lin Zhao's strength. He hurriedly knelt on the water and said: "It turns out that he is a master of the Jindan Realm. I am being arrogant. Get out of here right now."
Sir, calm down!"
As he spoke, the toad spirit plunged into the water and disappeared.
…
"..."
Lin Zhao looked up, and in the distance, the river surged forward. The toad spirit was beaten away, but a fifth-level martial artist hundreds of miles away seemed to be angered by him, and came with the river water, and the whole green toad spirit came.
The water flow of the river parted, and countless vast water vapors condensed into a fist, carrying a strong and majestic fist spirit, and headed straight for Lin Zhao.
