Chapter five hundred and eighty first half-assed warrior
At dusk the next day.
On the top of the hilltop of Bieyuan, the setting sun reflected Lin Zhao's diligent figure. His boxing frame was stretched extremely wide, and a strong fist spirit flowed all over his body. It can be said that he has the style of everyone, and at this time, Lin Zhao is no longer just a farmer.
The three punches also incorporate the essence of the subsequent six-style boxing techniques, and even the boxing posts are complete Nirvana boxing posts.
It's a pity that I can't enter the first level of martial arts and can't return to martial arts.
Not quite right!
He was sweating profusely, and he didn't know what was wrong, but it didn't matter. He was sweating all over from practicing boxing. In fact, the cultivation of his state of mind was quite good. Although he didn't break the state, he could clearly feel that practicing boxing
It can make your realm of Nascent Soul Sword Cultivation more stable and lay a solid foundation step by step.
Overall it's good.
Let’s go down the mountain and take a cold shower!
…
Soon after, night fell. Lin Zhao accompanied Tong Yu, Zhu Zhi, Dong Zang, and Chu Yu after finishing dinner.
When they arrived ten miles away from the west side of Tongjing Lake, a human camp appeared in sight, just beside the official road, with tents connected one after another, holding the flags of the Dashang royal family and the Shanhaisi.
When Lin Zhao landed in the camp, the curtain of one of the large tents slowly opened, and Zhao Shutong's beautiful face appeared in the field of view. She smiled slightly: "Shuai Lin, here you go!"
"Um."
Lin Zhao nodded: "There is one thing that I still want to trouble Her Royal Highness, the eldest princess. It's a little selfish of mine."
"Everyone has selfish motives."
Zhao Shutong smiled and said: "Shuai Lin can speak frankly."
"good."
So, Lin Zhao told the story of Han Yurou, the peach blossom demon in Tongjing Lake, and Zhang Xicheng, the general of the Xia tribe. For a moment, Zhao Shutong's pretty face was filled with yearning. As the eldest princess, she was known as a great merchant.
The most beautiful woman in the royal family naturally has no shortage of suitors, and even among her suitors there are young handsome men like Lin Xuanzhi. However, Zhao Shutong still yearns for Han Yurou, and the story of Zhang Xicheng, they first met in Weishi, but they can maintain a relationship with each other. This
This feeling is the most precious thing in the world.
"Don't worry, Lin Shuai."
Zhao Shutong said: "This matter is on my shoulders. How about...please Lin Shuai come into the tent to take a look at our map and choose a suitable hilltop for Zhang Xicheng?"
"Well, okay!"
Lin Zhao smiled and nodded, and immediately stepped into the tent side by side with Zhao Shutong.
In the big tent, several officials responsible for the Kanyu landscape and recording the list of gods stood aside very respectfully. Obviously, after the battle of Xijianjiang, Zhao Shutong had taken over the power, and now the edicts of the northern landscape gods are basically hers.
The decision has been made. Zhao Qiyang and Lin Yan have nothing to do. If they really want to intervene, they may make the Jiang Shen who washes the Jianjiang River unhappy. By then, they may not live long. The one under her seat
How ferocious the dragons of the Thirteenth Realm are!
"Look up the roster."
Zhao Shutong said to several subordinates: "Zhang Xicheng of the Xia clan, look at his military exploits."
"Yes, Your Highness!"
A Nascent Soul Realm landscape monk raised his palms, and suddenly an atlas in front of him kept flipping. At a certain moment, he opened his eyes, and the album stopped on a certain page, which was full of dense small characters.
Record, immediately, the landscape monk said respectfully: "Your Highness, Zhang Xicheng, the former Xia Clan Corps Commander, turned into a heroic soul after his death in battle. He controlled tens of thousands of Xia Clan heroic souls in the Luoxia Valley, and intercepted demons many times.
clan, the demon army, has made great military exploits, and Zhang Xicheng is ranked 27th on the list of military exploits in the northern border!"
"knew."
Zhao Shutong nodded and smiled, then looked at Lin Zhao and said: "Zhang Xicheng has made great achievements in battle. He can be worthy of the mountain god of any mountain in the Tongjing Lake area. Well, these blank mountains on the map are not designated as mountain gods. The height is,
The area has been marked, Lin Shuai, you can choose one for Zhang Xicheng."
"Okay, let me take a look."
Lin Zhao lay on the Kanyu map and studied it carefully. Some of the mountains were very big. After the edict, Zhang Xicheng's golden body would be more powerful, but they were too far away from Tongjing Lake. Some mountains were almost adjacent to Tongjing Lake, but
But it is just a small mound, not even worthy of being conferred as a mountain god. At most, it can only be consecrated to a land lord. That would be too unfair to Zhang Xicheng, a heroic soul of the human race with outstanding merits.
Finally, Lin Zhao's eyes fell on a mountain five miles south of Tongjing Lake. This mountain is called Ziyun Mountain. It is the highest within a hundred miles and has a large territory, including more than a dozen nearby mountains.
, that is to say, if Zhang Xicheng is enshrined as the Mountain God of Ziyun Mountain, then he will be able to take care of more than a dozen mountains, and the incense will be quite prosperous.
"here……"
Lin Zhao pressed his finger on the map of Kanyu and said, "Your Highness, Ziyun Mountain, what do you think?"
"Um."
Zhao Shutong narrowed his beautiful eyes and said with a smile: "At first, my first thought was also Ziyun Mountain. First, Ziyun Mountain is big enough, ranking ninth among the mountains in the north, and it does not insult Zhang Xicheng.
, Second, Ziyun Mountain is very close to Tongjing Lake. I can ask the Ministry of Rites to draw a mark on the Kan map and include Tongjing Lake into the scope of Ziyun Mountain. In this way, Zhang Xicheng's trip to Ziyun Mountain is equivalent to
It will be very convenient to walk in my own courtyard, and with his protection, no one will dare to bully Han Yurou anymore."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah~~~"
Lin Zhao nodded, his eyes full of light, and smiled: "Then it's settled, Ziyun Mountain?!"
"Um!"
Zhao Shutong chuckled: "I will immediately arrange for manpower to collect Zhang Xicheng's soul in the forest south of Xijianjiang River. Tomorrow, craftsmen will go to Ziyun Mountain to build the mountain god temple. Don't worry, Lin Shuai, leave this matter to me.
, I will not let Lin Shuai down."
"Thanks!"
Lin Zhao nodded, feeling truly grateful in his heart. At this moment, he could feel the sincerity of the eldest princess, who indeed did not regard herself as an outsider.
…
Tiefu Mountain, Twelve Peaks.
At night, the twelve peaks were filled with disciples of Tiefu Mountain. Even the sect master Long Dongjun and a group of elders, protectors, and worshipers had all arrived. Everyone frowned and looked at a mountain peak not far away, on the mountainside.
At this place, a young martial artist wearing a gray and white short shirt was climbing up the stairs step by step. Although his shoulders were sinking a bit due to the strong fist power of the Twelve Peaks, he still continued to stimulate the simple fist power in his body.
Climb higher step by step.
"This boy Chen Ben..."
An elder frowned and said: "He has already started to climb the ninth peak. What kind of martial arts foundation is this? Could it be that he is the strongest sea-walker in the world and has martial arts luck all over him? Otherwise, how can he continuously obtain nine peaks?
The highest recognition from heaven..."
"The people at the Villa on top of Tianchi Mountain in the Snowy Land are indeed extraordinary."
Long Dongjun touched his chin and said with a playful smile: "Lin Zhaoneng specifically told me that he would send Chen Benhui to practice in Tiefushan Mountain and break through the Twelve Peaks. I knew that this Chen Ben would definitely not be simple, but I didn't expect that
It’s not that simple. A martial artist in the sea level, with a God of War courage, natural divine power, and a simple and innocent heart, he is indeed a rare talented martial artist!"
The chief priest with a mighty beard smiled and said: "Sect Master, do you really think this Chen Ben will surpass you?"
"Well, maybe."
Long Dongjun smiled and nodded. In fact, he didn't mind being surpassed. The martial arts in the world are like this. Generation after generation, why do those who surpass themselves have to come from Tiefu Mountain? As long as they are human warriors, it doesn't matter where they come from, let alone Chen Ben was taught by Lin Zhao. Not to mention that he surpassed his own record of the twelve peaks. Even if he climbed all the twelve peaks, so what? Long Dongjun is happy to see his success, and the human race Starting from that old man, martial arts has been passed down from generation to generation and will never cease.
On the mountainside.
Chen Ben was sweating profusely and his eyes were bloodshot, but he did not hesitate at all. His muscles were tense and the majestic Qi flowed throughout his body. He did not believe in evil, and he did not want to disappoint Lin Zhao. In fact, although Chen Ben was simple, He was not stupid, he knew that Lin Zhao must have had high hopes when he asked him to go south to Tiefu Mountain. He even thought that he could train as a Tianyuan realm martial artist on Tiefu Mountain before he considered returning home.
Chen Ben gritted his teeth. This was only the ninth mountain. Are you going to admit defeat?
Impossible. It is said that my brother Lin Zhao has also climbed the twelve peaks. With his talent, he should have climbed all twelve peaks. In this case, I, Chen Ben, will definitely not let brother Lin Zhao down. Lin Zhao Whatever my brother can do, I, Chen Ben, must also do it. After all, brother Lin Zhao is not a martial artist, he is a sword cultivator. Even a Nascent Soul sword cultivator can climb all the twelve peaks. I, Chen Ben, It would be too disappointing if a dignified sea-walking martial artist couldn't do it, right?
He took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and his whole body was filled with wisps of awe-inspiring fisting intention. However, at this moment, Chen Ben not only learned the Rongma boxing method, but also learned the Nirvana boxing method. Originally, the principles of the two boxing methods and the fisting intention were somewhat different. There are some incompatibilities, but what is rare is that Chen Ben possesses the God of War Gut. With the coordination of the God of War Gut, the fist intentions and boxing principles of the two boxing techniques begin to blend together, so the fist intentions sent by Chen Ben are very It's hard to say which boxing technique it belongs to, but it is full of a domineering and domineering artistic conception.
He glanced back at the north, determined not to disappoint brother Lin Zhao, and wanted to climb all twelve peaks!
…
In the north, the top of the mountain is the top of Bieyuan.
Under the starlight, Lin Zhao practiced the Farmer's Nine Fists with a clear look, with a relaxed and carefree expression. After practicing a set of fists, he was dripping with sweat, his boxing intention became more intense, and his body became stronger, but he still couldn't break through. , he couldn't even touch the threshold of a first-level martial artist, as if the boxing skills and martial arts had disappeared in his world.
Soon after, I was exhausted from practicing.
Panting heavily, he turned around and glanced in the direction of Furong Prefecture in the south.
I don’t know how well that boy Chen Ben is practicing on Tiefu Mountain. It’s a bit embarrassing to say that he only climbed two peaks on Tiefu Mountain. You, Chen Ben, must be better than me, a half-time martial artist who can’t return to martial arts. Strong!
