A small sky rises from the ground, filled with the true meaning of Confucianism.
Outside the small world, Long Dongjun's punch failed, and the majestic fists around him exploded one after another. He knew that the small world in front of him came from Lin Zhao's husband, from that Mr. Qin, so naturally he did not dare and did not want to use his
The majestic fist landed on this small world, but the fist was withdrawn, and the body floated back, waiting for explanation.
In the small world, Xie Yiying retreated with her sword, dispersing all the sword energy in the sky to avoid hurting the small world. After all, Lin Zhao's cultivation level was too low, and the small world he held up would not be too strong. If Xie Yiying really attacked with all her strength
, this small world can be broken within a few breaths, but this is something she is absolutely unwilling to do. In the moment just now, Xie Yiying already knew the identity of this young swordsman, and how could she bear the heart to be that person's disciple?
What about harm?
"Are you...Lin Zhao?"
Xie Yiying stood on the river with her sword in hand, looking at him calmly.
"Um."
Lin Zhao dispersed the small world with a light wave of his hand, clasped his fists lightly, and said: "Lin Zhao has met Xie Jianxian, and I would like to ask Xie Jianxian to show mercy and let Long Dongjun go at least today. If you two change your lives,
, it’s all a pity.”
Xie Yiying frowned slightly.
Not far away, Long Dongjun also frowned and said: "Xie Jianxian, Long Dongjun means no disrespect, but... the hatred of the previous generation belongs to the previous generation after all. You and I are both standing on the top of the mountain of Furong Prefecture.
, if the two of us exchange our lives, it will only greatly reduce the power of the human race in the world, and it will only make the four northern tribes laugh in vain."
Xie Yiying's eyes were cold, and her attitude towards Long Dongjun remained the same. The hatred of killing a master was irreconcilable.
However, when her eyes fell on Lin Zhao, she softened a lot and said: "Lin Zhao, you also think that we shouldn't fight anymore today, don't you?"
"yes."
Lin Zhao's voice was calm and he said: "I am not a monk from Furong Prefecture, so I am an outsider. I am not qualified to tell the two seniors. However, I am in the north and command the snowy Tianchi. I really don't want to see disharmony in the south among the human race.
, Sect Leader Long and Xie Jianxian were supposed to be the mainstays of the human race who killed monsters, but here they are fighting each other, even exchanging their lives. Lin Zhao privately thinks that this is too worthless."
Long Dongjun slowly clasped his fists: "Long Dongjun, please teach me."
Xie Yiying frowned slightly and said, "If your husband were here, he might have said the same thing, right?"
"right."
Lin Zhao nodded: "What you said may be more reasonable and convincing, but the ultimate goal must be the same as mine. I definitely don't want Sect Master Long and Xie Jianxian to fight or even exchange their lives."
"knew."
Xie Yiying nodded lightly and said: "Long Dongjun, today's battle ends here. It's not that Xie Yiying is afraid of death, but she just doesn't want to offend Lin Baiyi's face in the Snowy Tianchi."
Long Dongjun smiled and said: "I know, I know."
Xie Yiying looked at Lin Zhao again and said: "Your husband and I once met by chance in the world, and we are just acquaintances. Lin Zhao, since you have come to Furong Prefecture, our Lingyan Sword Sect should be treated as landlords.
How about... follow me back to Wangxin Lake? There are many islands in Wangxin Lake and the sword power is strong, which is very suitable for you."
"good!"
Lin Zhao nodded directly and said: "Allow me to say goodbye to Sect Master Long."
"Um."
Lin Zhao turned around and raised his fist towards Long Dongjun: "Sect Master Long, in this case I will go to Wangxin Lake. Anyway, I am traveling all the way south this time. Since I have come to Furong Prefecture and seen Tiefu Mountain, Wangxin
You should also go and see the lake. Besides, I have one more thing to ask of Sect Master Long."
"oh?"
Long Dongjun smiled and asked, "What's the matter?"
"We have a talented warrior named Chen Ben in Tianchi in the Snowy Land. He is born with supernatural power and has a gallbladder. After I return to Tianchi in the Snowy Land this time, I plan to let Chen Ben go down the mountain and travel south. The final destination is Tiefu Mountain. , I hope that Master Long can allow Chen Ben to practice in Tiefu Mountain for a period of time and allow him to explore the Twelve Peaks. Is that okay?"
"Can."
Long Dongjun nodded readily: "As long as Chen Ben comes, we in Tiefu Mountain will treat him as a distinguished guest."
Lin Zhao said with a smile: "No need to treat him as a distinguished guest, just treat him as an ordinary disciple and let him go to the Twelve Peaks."
"I know, it's settled."
"Well, thanks! Goodbye, see you later!"
“See you later!”
Long Dongjun clasped his fists and watched Lin Zhao Yujian and Xie Yiying heading east together. He couldn't help but smile. Today, Xie Yiying finally used his third flying sword. It was indeed very strong and could almost change his life, but Long Dong Jun is more confident in his boxing skills. It is impossible to change his life. At most, he will fall back to the Tianyuan realm, and Xie Yiying will most likely be killed by his fists. He frowned. Lin Zhao appeared in time, otherwise Xie Yiying will die. This way A member of the Twelve Realms died under his own fist... It's such a pity, there is no need at all.
…
Along the Qingfu River, hundreds of miles eastward.
Soon after, Xie Yiying headed south with her sword, leaving the waters of Qingfu River. After dozens of miles, she arrived at an endless stretch of water, which is Wangxin Lake. Wangxin Lake is the largest lake in the entire Furong Prefecture, and its water area is the second largest in the world among humans. In Dongting Lake, the water transport is quite strong, but there are countless islands and lakes in the lake, just like stars.
When Lin Zhao drove Feijian Hongye and passed by the islands side by side with Xie Yiying, his eyes were filled with strange mountains and rocks, and lush scenery. The aura was unusually abundant. Some of the islands had already built continuous buildings. In the temples, there are spiritual sects located one after another, and in the center of Wangxin Lake, on the largest island, is the Lingyan Sword Sect.
Xie Yiying came directly to the mountain gate with her sword, and Lin Zhao followed her down. Just when they arrived at the mountain gate, a group of female disciples wearing plain skirts came down the mountain with their swords. They all clasped their fists towards Xie Yiying and said, "See Master!"
This group of female disciples are all quite good-looking, and the most beautiful one among them is undoubtedly the woman in a green dress standing in the C position in the middle. She has a beautiful face, a graceful figure, and a pair of beautiful eyes with worry. , after seeing Xie Yiying return safely, her worries were gone, and a beautiful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. More importantly, this woman is an eleventh-level sword cultivator.
"Um."
Xie Yiying nodded and said to a group of disciples: "Let me introduce, this is the young hero Lin Zhaolin from the Northern Territory. He may live in Lingyan Sword Sect for a few days. He is not familiar with the territory of Lingyan Sword Sect, so... ...Mengjun, please make a yard for Lin Zhao to live in Mengxin Xiaozhu. If he wants to go somewhere, you can lead the way for him."
"Yes, Master!"
In the crowd, the woman in green dress smiled and nodded.
Lin Zhao was stunned.
"alright."
Xie Yiying said: "I was slightly injured after fighting Long Dongjun. I'm going to heal my wounds right now. I'll find you later."
"Yes, Master."
Xie Yiying turned around and walked away with her sword.
A group of female disciples of the Lingyan Sword Sect looked at Lin Zhao as if they were looking at a rare breed, Yingying Yanyan, with smiles on their lips. Lin Zhao was a little embarrassed, cupped his fists and said to the disciples: "I
My name is Lin Zhao, a gold elixir sword cultivator."
"Are you so polite?"
A group of female disciples were stunned. The prettiest woman in a green dress pursed her red lips, clasped her fists and said, "Ling Yan Sword Sect, Chen Mengjun, Guizhen Realm Sword Cultivator."
It turns out her name is Chen Mengjun.
Lin Zhao smiled slightly, all the female disciples of Lingyan Sword Sect were good-looking, but Chen Mengjun was the most beautiful, with good appearance, good temperament, and she seemed very well-behaved.
"Miss Chen."
Lin Zhaodao: "How about...take me to my residence first?"
"okay."
Chen Mengjun smiled slightly, turned around and flew into the air with his sword, and Lin Zhao followed him and floated away. A group of female disciples looked up and saw that although the young swordsman was only in the Golden Core realm, he was carrying two swords and looked really good-looking while wielding the sword.
, much prettier than those ugly old men who practice swordsmanship in Bexinhu next door.
…
Mengxin Xiaozhu is a building near the top of the mountain. As Xie Yiying's most proud and beloved disciple, Chen Mengjun is qualified to live in Mengxin Xiaozhu. Just behind the Xiaozhu, Chen Mengjun vacated a yard for Lin Zhao
The temporary residence is very elegant, with peach blossoms in full bloom in the yard, and even rockeries, lotus ponds, etc.
Lin Zhao put down the bamboo box and took a deep breath. The conditions here are much better than those at Tiefu Mountain!
He stepped into the courtyard. He felt itchy for a moment and couldn't help but slide out a fist stake. It turned out to be the fist stake of the farmer's three punches. He had already forgotten it at first, but after observing it at Tiefu Mountain, he remembered something.
The thing immediately hit him with three unsightly peasant punches. Although he didn't practice the punching intention, his straightness was still quite original.
Chen Mengjun pursed her red lips, crossed her hands in front of her, and watched Lin Zhao practicing boxing with a pair of beautiful eyes. She didn't dare to disturb him. She just thought Lin Zhao's boxing was particularly beautiful. It was much prettier than the group of thieves in Tiefu Mountain who were doing boxing. It was very interesting.
He had a refined aura, and Lin Zhao was also a swordsman, so Chen Mengjun actually had a pretty good impression of Lin Zhao.
"Miss Chen?"
After Lin Zhao finished the boxing, he was sweating a little and said with a smile: "How about... you sit down and take a rest first?"
"ah?"
Chen Mengjun's pretty face blushed slightly: "Do you have to sit down? Well... Lin Shaoxia, when are you going to go down the mountain to visit the scenery of Wangxin Lake? Master told me to accompany you."
"..."
Lin Zhao was speechless. Although this silly girl was in the eleventh realm, didn't she listen to her master too much?
"Let's wait."
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "I will practice boxing, why don't you sit down for a while? Take a rest."
"oh……"
Chen Mengjun then walked to the side of the chessboard, gathered up his skirt, and sat down quietly.
Lin Zhao was not in a hurry. He took out the boxing manual given by Long Dongjun and read through it first. It was not too difficult. He had practiced the farmer's three boxings. In fact, he had already understood a lot of the meaning of this boxing method.
, but after re-entering the game, I have forgotten most of it and can't remember it. What I have to do now is to regain my memory and abilities bit by bit. Maybe I can really practice boxing again?
Why the third senior brother can become a fourteenth-level sword cultivator is because he has the foundation of a rebirth-level martial artist. In this case, if he has the opportunity to practice boxing, he must seize this opportunity!
As for the re-trained boxing technique, it is not appropriate to call it Nongfu’s Three Fist. Calling it Nirvana Fist seems a bit abrupt and offends Tiefushan’s unique skills. In this case, let’s call it Nongfu’s Nine Fist!
He couldn't help but smile proudly, I'm really a genius at naming!
Not far away, Chen Mengjun was sitting there, with his hands on his legs, looking at Lin Zhao with his beautiful eyes, and just staying with him quietly.
