Five hundred and sixtieth chapters a husband as a coffin
Baidi City, quiet at night.
Suddenly, a system announcement bell rang out over the city, which could be regarded as the beginning of a ridiculous and chaotic time——
"Ding!"
System Announcement (player Ding Chunqiu shouts): Friends of the national server, I am Ding Chunqiu, the villain of all members. I know that many people look down on us during this period. These sanctimonious people think that I, Ding Chunqiu, are nothing and think that I
Use whatever means necessary, but friends, have you ever thought about it, what a bullshit metaverse, what a bullshit second world, it’s just another way of plundering resources. Those who are backed by consortiums can get more game resources and can recruit them.
More people, let me ask, which one of us has not been expelled or even PKed by a large guild when we went out to level up? When they were eating meat, they were reluctant to give us even a sip of soup, but now they are criticizing us from the moral high ground.
All evil people should not join the ghost clan. Then I, Ding Chunqiu, would like to ask. Our rules in the world are that the weak eat the strong. Whose way did I, Ding Chunqiu, stand in the way? Yes, you Xinghe, Canglong, and Xunxian Guild have joined forces to destroy them many times.
We, but so what now, I, Ding Chunqiu, am level 131, number one on the national server level ranking list. My brothers and I just want to make a living, just want to live with dignity. Can you finish killing such people?
Today, I, Ding Chunqiu, want to say something to all my friends in the server. You can control your own destiny. Don’t believe in those authorities, those moral preachings, and what’s wrong with killing players to upgrade. This is how the laws of heaven and earth stipulate. From now on, I, Ding
Chunqiu calls on all players in the server. As long as you are willing to join the ghost cultivator, I, Ding Chunqiu, will introduce it to you. Everyone can become a disciple unconditionally. We are indeed a bunch of mud-legged people. Since the world cannot accommodate us, then we will use our own flesh and blood and bones.
, to open up this world of chaos. If anyone wants to join, please come to Zizilin, with the secret code "Heaven is dead, Huang Tian is standing." We are looking forward to your arrival. When you come, we will be brothers, and we will have a good time and drink together!
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"..."
In the snow-covered Tianchi and the cliffs of Beishan, Lin Zhao had just sent away Lin Wanhua and was about to win the five immortal swords when Ding Chunqiu's system announcement came, making him dumbfounded.
On the side, Leng Yan and Shen Xingchen were sitting on the edge of the cliff, taking a short rest.
"It's not easy to speak black and white, and to be able to make such an impassioned speech."
Leng Yan smiled lightly and said, "Ding Chunqiu is quite a heroic person."
"Hmph~~~"
Shen Xingchen smiled and said: "I have said so many generous words, but in the end it boils down to one sentence. I am an exquisite egoist. Is it wrong to live? I will destroy anyone who dares to stand in my way. This is also a kind of justice.
.When he said this, it seems that those of us who want to safeguard the interests of all players are a little selfish."
"It doesn't matter."
Lin Zhaodao: "We'll see how he ends up in the end. The coffin-carrying lineage is gradually getting bigger and bigger in the Mengzi Forest area, and it will soon become a trend. Even if we don't care about Tianchi in the snowy area, the Great Shang Dynasty will not let it go.
.”
"Um."
Leng Yan stood up and said: "Xingchen and I went down the mountain to practice. You can continue to practice swords."
"Okay, pay attention to safety."
After watching Leng Yan and Shen Xingchen leave, Lin Zhao sat cross-legged on the ground and began to refine the five fairy swords of Zhi Xin, Passer, Fairy Dust, Feng Ling, and Gucheng. The refining of these fairy swords was better than refining the natal flying sword.
It saves a lot of trouble. After all, it is just a mid-level refining. Each sword only takes 45 minutes to complete.
Not long after, the first Immortal Sword was successfully refined, and with a "swish" sound it turned into a light red light and submerged into the body. When Lin Zhao looked inside, he saw an Immortal Sword hanging in the Ling Ruins. It's Zhixin. There are wisps of majestic sword intention surrounding the sword. All the previous worries disappeared. Although this kind of refined swordsman is not warm and raised in Yunjian Lake, it is the same if it is raised in Lingxu. Once it is refined, it will not explode, so it is quite safe.
He began to refine the second Flying Sword Passerby.
Moreover, after all, it was Zhonglian, so there was no need to concentrate too much, and it was no problem to do two things at once. After Xinsheng said a few words to Gaozhi, Gaozhi, Muzhen, and Chen Ben all came.
"grown ups."
Gardenia and wooden bamboo pole salute.
Chen Ben sat down next to Lin Zhao and said with a smile: "Brother Lin Zhao, what do you want us to do?"
"Um."
Lin Zhao nodded: "To discuss a matter, you and Muzhi need to nod. It's best for Zhizhi to listen in. After all, this matter is actually a major event in the Mountain Top Villa."
"Sir, please speak." Muzhen said.
"good."
While Lin Zhao was refining his sword, he looked towards the south and said, "I took Wang Yue all the way south to travel all over the world. After arriving at Furong Prefecture, I met a martial artist in the Rebirth Realm."
Immediately, the eyes of Zhi Zhi, Muzhen, and Chen Ben all lit up. Rebirth-level warriors are very rare in the world. They are basically only a handful.
Lin Zhao continued: "His name is Long Dongjun, and he is the master of Tiefu Mountain, the strongest boxing sect in the south of the human race. It was through Long Dongjun that I learned that we are related. Back then, Long Dongjun, a farmer in the small town, Uncle Zaitian is not only good at farming, but also has good boxing skills. I learned my farmer's three punches from Uncle Long Zaitian. Now I know that Uncle Long Zaitian actually comes from the south and is a disciple of Tiefu Mountain. He is a farmer. The three fists are just the first three movements of Tiefushan’s unique Nirvana boxing technique.”
"this……"
Muzhen frowned and was greatly shocked. In his understanding, the farmer's three fists were a peerless boxing technique that could compete with the Rongma boxing technique, but he didn't expect it to be just the first three moves of others? If this is the case, what is the complete Nirvana boxing technique? , isn’t it quite invincible?
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "There are the world-famous Twelve Peaks on Tiefu Mountain. It is a holy land that everyone in the world longs for. Legend has it that if someone can climb all the peaks, he will have the chance to become a Thirteenth Peak." He is an extremely talented martial artist. Therefore, before I left, I told Sect Leader Long Dongjun that I would send Chen Ben to travel south. The final destination would be Tiefu Mountain. Chen Ben would practice in Tiefu Mountain for a period of time and then challenge that place. For the Twelve Peaks, it is best to break through directly on Tiefu Mountain and become a Tianyuan realm martial artist before coming back. Of course, it doesn’t matter if you don’t break through, as long as you improve.”
"Brother Lin Zhao..."
Chen Ben clenched his fists and felt his heart surge.
Lin Zhao looked at Muzhen and said with a smile: "Chen Ben should be fine. It just depends on whether you, the master, are willing."
"Chen Ben is still young."
Muzhen frowned: "I don't have much experience in the world of martial arts. The human race's world is so windy and rough. I'm really worried that he will suffer a loss by himself. Although he is a sea-walking martial artist, but... after all, there are still many human races in the world. Yes, how about this... Sir, how about I take a leave of absence and accompany Chen Ben to the south?"
"is this necessary?"
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "Muzhen, what you call caring is chaos. If Chen Ben doesn't go through the world to polish him in the future, do you think he won't suffer a loss even if he is of a high level?"
Chen Ben gritted his teeth and said: "Master, I can do it alone! I heard that brother Lin Zhao went to the south of the Yangtze River alone at the age of sixteen. Although Chen Ben is far less smart than brother Lin Zhao, he is still A martial artist who walks in the sea realm, since it is Brother Lin Zhao’s wish, I am willing to take this trip to see how powerful the Twelve Peaks of Tiefu Mountain are."
Lin Zhao smiled and nodded. A young man should have such an attitude. If he had Chen Ben's strength in the sea-walking realm, he would not be afraid of going all the way to the southern wilderness, let alone Baidi City.
Zhi said: "Muzhen, I know you feel sorry for Chen Ben, but there is nothing you can do. You can't protect him for the rest of your life, right? Young people must go down the mountain and hone their skills."
"knew."
Muzhen clasped his fists and said, "Sir, I'm going to prepare some food and drink for Chen Benduo. He will go down the mountain and south at dawn tomorrow."
"Um."
Lin Zhao nodded: "Go ahead. I hope you will be an eleventh-level martial artist when you come back."
"yes!"
Muzhen, Chen Ben turned around and left.
Lin Zhao continued to refine the flying sword. By late at night, Zhixin, Passerby, Fairy Dust, Wind Spirit, and Gucheng were all successfully refined. They were all hanging over the Lingxu, waiting for the master's call and control at any time, and Lin Zhao Zhao was not in a hurry and started refining the twelve flying swords sent by Lin Wanhua. They were all ancient swords of the highest heaven grade. Since these swords were only minor refinements, heaven grade was the most suitable. If they were to use the flying swords of the Immortal Sword Rank, they would be fine. It was a waste, and the Lingxu couldn't bear the majestic aura of the fairy sword. It would be too much.
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Muntjac forest.
A large number of players are pouring in, and they are a crowd that cannot be stopped by guilds such as Xinghe, Xunxian, Canglong, etc. The level and equipment of these players are often not good enough, and some are not even second-tier mid-tier, but they are at this moment They all wanted to get rich, they all hoped to change their lives through a big gamble, and they all believed Ding Chunqiu's words.
"Heaven is dead!"
"Huang Tian is standing!"
Many people shouted the so-called "secret code", and for a while, the ghost cultivators hidden in the forest showed their bodies, imitating the appearance of Jianghu people, carrying coffins, holding fists at the newcomers, and saying with a smile: "New Friends who are coming, all the villains welcome you, let’s go, I will take you over to see the boss, and then join the division!”
Everyone nodded one by one, with expectations written on their faces.
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Furong Prefecture, Wangxin Lake, Lingyan Sword Sect.
In Mengxin Xiaozhu, on a rockery, there is a girl wearing a green dress standing, with sword intent lingering around her body. She frowned lightly, trying hard to calm herself down and understand the charm of the sword, but she couldn't I can never truly calm down.
"Mengjun, what's going on?"
Not far away, the sect leader Xie Yiying frowned: "Why are you so absent-minded during sword practice today?"
"ah?!"
Chen Mengjun was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Master, I was distracted for a moment, I'm sorry..."
"It's okay, just calm down."
"yes!"
However, it was difficult to settle down. Whenever Chen Mengjun was about to immerse himself in the sword cultivator's state of mind, that earnest voice always sounded in his ears.
"Mengjun..."
For a moment, Chen Mengjun's pretty face turned red, and the man's joking voice and smiling expression seemed to be imprinted in his mind.
"..."
Not far away, Xie Yiying felt a headache. Did this leave a trace of emotion?
She sighed.
What an injustice! This is the disciple that I love most and have the most hope for. That little bastard Lin Zhao is so sinful!
