Tianchi in the snow, a garden on the top of the mountain.
…
Late at night, Tianranju still has lights hanging high.
Lin Zhao set up a boxing stake by the lotus pond, and beside him were several people eating late-night snacks. Tang Guangjun, Su Shanjun, and Han Buyu were all there. In addition, there were wooden bamboo poles, Zhu Zhi, Chu Yu, and Dong Zang prepared a few
Side dishes, salted peanuts, dry-cut beef, roast chicken and other dishes are essential to go with the wine. There is even a dish of loach tofu, which is extremely delicious.
"Lin Zhao, don't you want to eat something?" Su Shanjun asked.
"No, I'll practice boxing."
Lin Zhao looked at the boxing progress bar. He was still far from being a second-level martial artist. He had to be more diligent.
Tang Guangjun was lying on the corner of the small table, but he was very happy. It was rare that the mountain master asked him to serve on the table today, so he just leaned on the corner of the table. There was nothing to be ashamed of. But looking at Su Shanjun, Han Buyu made his chopsticks fly like flies.
Even though he was drinking so fast, Tang Guangjun was still very heartbroken. What these two guys wasted was the drinks and food from my mountaintop villa!
I don’t know when it started, but Tang Guangjun already considered himself to be a member of the mountaintop villa.
"Do you really not care about the Qingliang Sect's affairs?"
Su Shanjun grinned and said: "The Guiyuan Sword Sect destroyed the Xuanhuang Sect of the human race, and the Qingliang Sect went to congratulate the Guiyuan Sword Sect. This is bullying me, and the monks on the human mountain have no backbone!"
"yes."
Lin Zhao breathed a sigh of relief while practicing his boxing, and said: "Although our Snowy Tianchi is not a famous sect, in fact our strength is one of the few among the human races in the north. Logically speaking, we should not do this.
Let’s put the matter to rest, but the situation is different. After all, the time has not come yet, so just wait, it will be soon.”
Su Shanjun didn't know what the boy was thinking, so he didn't bother to ask anymore. He continued to eat the chicken legs with relish. The chicken legs from this natural place were much more fragrant than those offered by the common people.
Han Buyu finished a glass of wine and said: "Lin Zhao, if you really want to attack the Qingliang Sect, you need help and tell me straight away. Although Han Buyu is only an Eleventh Level Cloud Master, he is a human sword cultivator after all. If you want
Go ask Jian Qingliang Sect, Han Buyu is willing to help with his sword."
"Thank you, Old Sword Fairy Han!"
Lin Zhaodao: "But if you really want to ask Jian Qingliang Sect, I will only bring people from the mountain top garden. The old sword immortal is the god of wind and rain, so don't get involved, so as not to get involved in unnecessary cause and effect. Don't worry, we will need it in the future."
There are more opportunities for the Old Sword Immortal to take action. If it rains or thunders, we have to rely on the Old Sword Immortal."
"Um."
Han Buyu smiled and nodded.
"My lord, you can really bear it."
Muzhen held the wine bowl and said with a smile: "If it were me, I would have led everyone to kill the Qingliang Sect and take off the head of Zhao Jingyu's old dog. What do we have to worry about now? The sword cultivator has twelve realms.
, Tang Guangjun of the Twelve Realms, Gu Yuanzhu of the Twelve Realms Wen You, Muzhen and Chu Yu of the Eleventh Realms Wu You, to put it bluntly, one person can blow the head of that old dog Zhao Jingyu in one blow!"
"Don't underestimate the enemy too much..."
Lin Zhao frowned.
At this moment, Muzhen looked towards the south of the mountain. A figure was riding the wind up the mountain. Suddenly Muzhen smiled and said: "Tsk, tsk, Chen Ben is back!"
"ah?!"
Lin Zhao immediately stopped practicing boxing and said: "Let him come directly to Tianju."
"yes!"
Not long after, Chen Ben, who heard the message, floated up the mountain and landed on the cobblestone path outside Tianju. He was wearing a short shirt and carrying a package for his long trip behind him. He seemed to have turned darker, but his whole person became more mature.
It has become strong. The biggest change is the rich and blazing fist spirit, which is definitely not comparable to what it was before. The lingering wisps of fist energy are no longer what they used to be.
"Everyone is here!"
Chen Ben smiled slightly, clasped his fists at Lin Zhao and said, "Brother Lin Zhao, Master, and everyone else, I, Chen Ben, am back!"
"how?"
Lin Zhaoxiao asked: "How many of the twelve peaks of Tiefu Mountain have been climbed?"
"We've all reached the top."
Chen Ben scratched his head and said with an honest smile: "Brother Lin Zhao climbed all the twelve peaks. After I arrived, I always wanted to keep up with the pace of brother Lin Zhao. Brother Lin Zhao has seen the tops of the twelve peaks. Chen Ben also wanted to take a look at the scenery, so he didn’t leave any one behind. He went up to see them all, and the scenery was really great!"
"..."
Lin Zhao had a black line on his face. When the hell did I say that I had climbed all twelve peaks? I only climbed two peaks, okay? But he couldn't say it directly, so he had to smile awkwardly: "Then... That's good...what state are you in now?"
"It's Tianyuan realm."
Chen Ben lightly clenched his fist, and his whole body suddenly burst out with fist intention, especially the twelve ancient rhyme fist intentions lingering all over his body, which was particularly extraordinary. These twelve fist intentions came from the way to the top of the twelve peaks of Tiefu Mountain. The gift was a huge opportunity, and Chen Ben happened to take it all. This silly boy probably didn't even think of the concept of climbing all twelve peaks.
"..."
As soon as Chen Ben got lucky, Chu Yu, Muzhen and the two Tianyuan warriors all started buzzing. They looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes. Chen Ben was in the Tianyuan realm. No, he can definitely compete with the Rebirth Realm. It can be said that Chen Ben's strength is comparable to that of a Twelve Realm Sword Immortal!
"Okay, okay."
Lin Zhao smiled and nodded, feeling speechless for a while. He had just reached the first level of martial arts, and Chen Ben had already climbed all twelve peaks. The gap was a bit big. How could he be embarrassed to be his big brother in the future!?
"call!"
Muzhen narrowed his eyes. Chen Ben was his disciple. He felt honored and said with a smile: "Sir, now Chen Ben is back and has broken through. At this time, whether he is asking for swordsmanship or fist Qingliang Zong, you should be fully confident, right?"
"Well, we are indeed more certain."
Lin Zhao said with a smile: "However, our Qingliang Sect of the Snowy Tianchi Wenjian Sect is not only seeking justice for the human race, but also has our own personal vendettas. Don't rush it and wait for two days."
"We still have to wait..."
Chu Yu pursed her red lips with a smile. In fact, she had long wanted to defeat those low-life monks from the Qingliang Sect.
…
At this time, a wisp of sword light swayed from the southeast. It did not drop the sword stone and went directly to Tianju. Zhi Zhi stood up and looked into the distance, frowning and said, "Sir, it's Miss Leng..."
"ah?"
Lin Zhao hurriedly stood up and went forward, only to find that Leng Yan still had residual health after falling from the flying sword. He was severely injured by Zhao Yichuan and lost his health in a short period of time. Moreover, Leng Yan's armor had a lot of damage. There was blood at the corner of his mouth, his whole face was very pale, and his body was covered with mud. It was obvious that he had just been hit hard.
"what's up?!"
Lin Zhao stepped forward, held Leng Yan's wrist, and said, "Who did this!?"
"Zhao Yichuan of Qingliang Sect!"
Leng Yan's pretty face was filled with grievances. She looked at Lin Zhao with a pair of beautiful eyes and said: "I have been doing plot missions these days and got acquainted with a Galaxy Realm sword cultivator in Winter Spring Valley named Lu Guiyi. Let's We recognized the sisters at first sight and planned to establish the Dongquan Sword Sect in the Winter Spring Valley together. However, not long ago, Zhao Yichuan came up the mountain and said that the Winter Spring Valley was under the jurisdiction of the Qingliang Sect. As long as he was here, we, the Dongquan Sword Sect, would never even think about starting a sect. Li Faction, and he also injured my senior sister..."
"knew."
Lin Zhaojian's eyebrows were furrowed, and an unknown fire arose in his heart. He turned around to look at the crowd and said calmly: "The time is ripe to ask the sword Qingliang Sect."
"ah?"
Zhi Zhi was surprised: "No wait?"
"No wait!"
Lin Zhao was categorical: "Zhi Zhi, send a letter from Feiyu to Xiao Jiu'er, asking her to return to the snowy Tianchi as quickly as possible. I have an extremely important secret to tell everyone. In addition, please ask my aunt and Lin from the Fusu Great Wall.
Girl, come here and prepare to sweep the formation for our snow-covered Tianchi."
"yes!"
…
In Changming Mountain, a female disciple hurriedly went up the mountain and handed a letter from Feiyu to the leader, Su Qingjiu.
When Su Qingjiu opened Feiyu's letter, there was only a few lines from Lin Zhao: "Go back to the snowy Tianchi as quickly as possible. I have something to announce, and I will need you to use your sword later."
"ah?!"
Su Qingjiu frowned and stood up immediately. He didn't even have time to send a message to his sisters. He directly raised his sword into the sky. The human sword merged into one and turned into a sword light that penetrated the night sky. Although Changming Mountain is located in the south of the human world,
, it’s a long way to the snowy Tianchi, but she, the pinnacle swordsman of the Twelve Realms, won’t take long.
"Junior sister!"
A senior sister elder from Changming Mountain frowned and asked in her heart: "Where to go?"
"Go home, senior sister will help you take charge of Changming Mountain."
"..."
The miserable senior sister sighed, it was true that her uncle Lin Qing'er brought back a sword fairy embryo with extraordinary talent in swordsmanship, but this sword fairy embryo's heart was not in Changming Mountain at all!
…
In the early morning, a flash of sword light fell on the snowy Tianchi, and Su Qingjiu came back.
In addition, Lin Wanhua and Lin Xingchu are also here.
Above the snowy Tianchi, a dragon boat rumbled, driven by Xu Sheng and a group of generals. Tong Yu, Zhang Luobai, and Zhuang Yirong, the young generation of the three mountaintop villas, were also called up.
After having breakfast, they all arranged to watch the battle on the dragon boat, and may even participate in the battle. After all, this is the first battle they will face directly after joining the snowy Tianchi, and these young generations should have a sense of participation.
Naturally inside.
Everyone sat down to have breakfast together. They ate porridge cooked in winter and fried dumplings, which tasted very good. Tang Guangjun sat at the corner of the table, scratched his head and said: "Mountain Master, you really don't want me to go? Tang Guangjun doesn't
Dare to hide it, the swordsman of the Twelve Realm Military Experts is more than enough to kill the old turtle Zhao Jingyu alone. Does the mountain master really not take me there? I have always regarded myself as a person who belongs to the villa on the top of the mountain..."
"Don't go, stay and watch the gate and guard the snowy Tianchi."
Lin Zhaodao: "Tang Guangjun, you can leave after you finish eating. I have something to discuss here."
"..."
Tang Guangjun angrily resigned, clasping his fists and retreating. He had ten thousand thoughts in his heart, but Lin Zhao seemed to be resolute.
"alright."
Lin Zhao looked at the crowd and directly used Feijian Haoran to open up a small world in Tiantianju. He looked at Su Qingjiu, Lin Wanhua, Lin Xingchu, Gu Lingyu, Zhu Zhi, Muzhen, Chu Yu, Chen Ben and others.
He said softly: "I called everyone here today because I actually want to tell you that Huang Tingyu, the deputy commander of our Snowy Tianchi a hundred years ago, also known as Lao Huang, is actually not dead. He has been imprisoned in the Qingliang Sect.
In the Hidden Dragon Abyss in the back mountain, demonic energy is absorbed every moment and transformed into the Qingliang Sect’s luck!”
"ah?!"
Everyone was stunned.
Lin Zhao frowned and said: "Before, I was worried that Zhi Zhi, Chu Yu, Chen Ben, and Xiao Jiu'er had not grown up in strength, so this matter was kept secret, but today the time is ripe, it is time for us to kill
Go to Qingliang Sect and take Lao Huang home!"
For a moment, Zhi Zhi, Muzhen, and Su Qingjiu all had red eyes.
Kill the Qingliang Sect and take Lao Huang home!
Every word caressed their souls. The descendants of the Snowy Tianchi and the Chen Dynasty no longer have to endure such humiliation today!
