Leng Yan stood up, stood beside Lin Zhao, and said: "Why don't we get straight to the point and tell you what your guilds think? Let us Shengtian and the Scarlet Moon Knights understand the situation first before making a decision."
"Um."
Next to Su Xinghe is Yun Mistsuo, the beautiful military advisor of the Galaxy Guild. She wears a well-fitting spiritual robe and has a well-shaped figure. She has a pair of very smart eyes. In terms of appearance and figure, she is actually very capable.
Unfortunately, compared with Shen Xingchen and Leng Yan, they were still inferior to one level. She frowned and said: "Ding Chunqiu now has more than 50,000 people in his hands. They have all completed the sect system and become ghost cultivators. But this group of people is big
Some of them haven’t had time to improve their level and strength through PK, so this period is our golden opportunity.”
Yun Mistsuo looked at Lin Zhao, then looked at Leng Yan, and said: "So the five major guilds of Xinghe, Canglong, Wuwang, Xunxian, and Hancheng have all discussed it and decided to send troops south, while Ding Chunqiu and others are still young.
Feng previously uprooted them and completely suppressed their arrogance."
Su Xinghe said: "Now, we are just short of victory. The Scarlet Moon Knights have nodded. If you agree, then the seven major guilds will go south together, and our chances of winning will be even greater."
"Brother Lin Zhao."
Yi Shicang smiled and said: "Let's go to the muntjac forest together?"
Xian Bai's expression was calm, but when he saw Lin Zhao standing side by side with a cold face, he seemed less calm. As for Qingfeng between his eyebrows, he just smiled at Lin Zhao and nodded. This is how the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water.
Yan Yuhan from Hancheng didn't have any attitude. He came here simply because he didn't like Ding Chunqiu and wanted to lead the guild to destroy him.
"Lin Zhao."
Shen Xingchen pursed her red lips: "What do you think?"
"You can join."
Lin Zhao took a deep breath and said: "But we should have a detailed plan. If we just go south to kill all the bad guys once, or even kill them several times, it actually doesn't mean much. The ghost cultivators' ability to devour experience can still make them grow rapidly.
Get up, what Yun Mist Suo said just now is correct, but there is something wrong with the plan. It is impossible for this plan to uproot Ding Chunqiu and his group."
Ishicang Liang deeply agreed, nodded and said with a smile: "If you have any ideas, you can tell me."
Su Xinghe frowned and said, "Well, let's talk about it."
Lin Zhao nodded and said: "Actually, why Ding Chunqiu is making waves in the south now? To put it bluntly, it's because his master is Tan Xin, a coffin carrier at the eleventh level, and Tan Xin has a wandering corpse at the twelveth level.
The combat power will be quite strong. With Tan Xin here, the coffin-carrying monks will become stronger and stronger, and the more they gather, the more they gather. The Muntjac Forest area was originally the territory of the human race, but now it has been occupied by the coffin-carrying monks, so in destroying Ding Chunqiu
At the same time, we must also have a plan for Tan Xin."
"Kill...Tan Xin?" Ishi Cangliang said in shock.
"I don't know either."
Lin Zhao frowned and said: "I'm not sure whether players have the ability to kill Tan Xin for the time being, but since everyone wants to do this, I won't stand idly by. If possible, everyone will make a plan and select a group of strong combatants from each guild.
, high-level players, you can try to see if Tan Xin can be killed by the human sea tactic. I will also ask Fusu Great Wall for help. If possible, I will completely wipe out the coffin-carrying lineage to save the money.
Disgusting people down south.”
Qingfeng smiled between his brows: "This is very feasible."
Leng Yan asked: "When will it start?"
"Tomorrow morning, nine o'clock."
Xian Bai said in a deep voice: "Everyone has eaten and drank enough. All the main forces of the seven major guilds have gathered and went south to destroy all the evildoers."
Leng Yan glanced at him, as if she wanted to say I didn't ask you, but out of politeness, Leng Yan didn't speak.
Soon after, everyone finished their deliberations, and at nine o'clock the next morning, the main force of the seven major guilds gathered in the snowy Tianchi and headed south together.
…
Late at night, Fusu Great Wall.
A ray of sword light passed across the sky. It was Lin Zhao who was riding the flying sword Hong Ye. After crossing the city, he flew straight forward to a high tower in the city, the sword pavilion. Mohist Xu Shuo personally led a large number of Mohist monks to prepare for Lin Wanhua.
A residence was built. From a distance, the sword pavilion looks like an ancient sword piercing the earth. It is a hundred feet high. The hilt of the sword is a pavilion, which is Lin Wanhua's residence.
In order to leave a Thirteenth Level Sword Immortal to the world, the Mohist and Confucian schools have good intentions, and Lin Wanhua's willingness to draw a boundary in this small area can be said to have given her enough face. If she was not a native of Fusu Great Wall
As for sword cultivators, a Thirteenth Level Sword Immortal should pursue a wider world, so how could he be willing to be trapped in a place like this?
"Shua~~~"
When Lin Zhao came, the ban on Jiange had been opened. He floated down, carrying a small jar of wine in his hand, which was separated from the big jar of Dongting Zizhu Wine. In addition, he also carried a pack of spiced beef and peanuts.
Waiting for something, he smiled outside the door and said: "Miss Lin, are you free? I'll buy you a drink..."
"..."
The door of Jiange opened with a creak. Lin Wanhua, dressed in white and dressed like snow, said with a smile: "Come in?"
"good."
Lin Zhao was a little cautious. After all, it was his first time to come to Jiange. When he stepped into Jiange, he realized that the internal space was actually relatively spacious and even seemed quite empty. Lin Wanhua turned around and sat at the window. The window was very large and could be seen at a glance.
Seeing the north, Lin Zhao walked forward with a smile, spread out the beef, peanuts, etc., then took out two wine glasses, poured wine for Lin Wanhua, and said with a smile: "Try the good wine I brought back from Dongting Lake. This
But it’s really good wine.”
"oh?"
Lin Wanhua drank it all in one gulp and suddenly looked stunned: "Dongting Zizhu Wine?"
"Um!"
Lin Zhao nodded heavily: "It's Dongting Zizhu Wine."
"That Lake Lord is not very generous..." Lin Wanhua said with a smile: "Our old swordsman Han from the Fusu Great Wall travels south and south all over the world, but actually we all go there for a sip of Dongting Zizhu Wine. As a result, the Dongting Lake Master
You actually have nothing to lose, and we, Old Sword Immortal Han, can’t even drink a sip of wine, it’s so pitiful.”
"That's because the blessing of the old Korean swordsman hasn't arrived yet."
"Say it."
Lin Wanhua smiled faintly: "It must be more than just drinking when you come to me."
"Um."
Lin Zhao was a little embarrassed and said: "There is indeed one more thing. The coffin-carrying lineage has been in a lot of trouble in the Monkey Forest recently. Many young monks have joined as ghost cultivators and are helping others everywhere. Therefore, a big group of people on my side have
All my friends plan to go south and kill them, but they are not completely sure. After all, behind those people is Tan Xin, a coffin-carrying man from the 11th realm."
"Do you need me to take action?"
Lin Wanhua said: "Tan Xin is just a Return to True Realm. It is not difficult to kill, but her twelve-level wandering zombie may be quite tricky. I have never fought against a wandering zombie. I don't know the basics, but I will try my best to kill it."
It shouldn't be difficult to take action, at most it takes twenty or ten breaths to kill Tan Xin."
"I know it's not difficult for you to kill Tan Xin."
Lin Zhao frowned and said: "Actually, I have another layer of worry. Although Tan Xin is strong, the coffin-carrying clan's methods are indeed very difficult, but how dare Tan Xin, an eleventh-level person, to be so confident in the Muntjac Forest?
, in the Luoyan Mountain area, you are pulling the tiger's skin and trying to make yourself king? I'm worried that there are people behind this. Once you take action, Tan Xin is not the most important. The people behind this are the most important, and they may be from the four northern tribes.
It's a trap, but it's a pity that my aunt is not here, otherwise... I would have taken action long ago."
"Um."
Under the moonlight, Lin Wanhua smiled gently and said: "I am only good at practicing swordsmanship and killing people. As for planning and calculation, it is really not what I am good at. So, you just tell me how I can help you, and I don't care about the rest."
"OK."
Lin Zhao said in a deep voice: "If a war really breaks out, don't draw your sword if you can, but I need you to appear on the edge of the battlefield to have a deterrent effect, so that Tan Xin does not dare to act rashly, and then take a step
It’s just a step, but you have to be more careful, because you are not the only one in the world who is in the Thirteenth Realm."
"knew."
Lin Wanhua smiled and narrowed her eyes: "This wine... is really good."
"Ahem..."
Lin Zhaodao: "There are only three jars of Zizhu wine in total. I have to keep some for when my husband comes to have a nice drink with him someday. But if Miss Lin likes it, I can give you the other two wines."
As he said that, he took out the treasure from the package, a whole jar of Dongting red bamboo wine, plus three jars of Dongting green bamboo wine, placed them in front of Lin Wanhua, and said with a smile: "These jars of wine are given to you, drink slowly."
"good!"
Lin Wanhua smiled and nodded.
In fact, she is not very good at tasting wine. Those wines are too spicy in the mouth, and the taste is just the good wine in Lin Zhao and his mouth. The aftertaste may be better. Lin Wanhua is not good at wine, but she likes the feeling of being tipsy. She only tastes it when she is tipsy.
Only when she was young did she dare to hide her love like that, looking at the guy in front of her with eyes full of love.
"Miss Lin, drink slowly!"
Lin Zhao clasped his fists and said: "I have to go back, there are still many things to prepare!"
"Um."
Lin Wanhua smiled and nodded. He came and went in a hurry, but it didn't matter. After all, he was running for the whole world.
…
Ghosts roam the world, and the Kusong River is everywhere.
In the surging river, there is a person standing, wearing a dark blue battle armor, dragging a long water transport cloak behind him, holding two blue wave maces in his hands, it is none other than Liu Bai of the Thirteenth Realm. Unfortunately, with Yan
During the battle against Beichen, Liu Bai was cut off many of his water transport connections, so he was no longer a demon king. He was just a little stronger than the ordinary demon clan in the Thirteenth Realm.
But after all, he is still a disciple of the Demon Ancestor, so his status in the Demon Clan's ancestral mountain is still very high.
Now, Liu Bai leans forward with an unruly expression, and his eyes look straight in the direction of the human world. He has a road close to the water and can see through the world's water transport. From here, he can see the Xijian River thousands of miles upstream at a glance.
As long as Lin Wanhua dares to go back to Jiangxi, he can launch an attack from the Kusong River and hit Lin Wanhua directly in the human world. Coupled with the attacks of the other great demons, Lin Wanhua may never come back.
