Under Gu Lingyu's screening, about two hundred Qingliang Sect disciples who had killed others were sealed in the key points of Lingguan. They all knelt together with their teeth gritted. Even the ancestor Zhao Jingyu, who was in the Thirteenth Level, died.
, the Taoist friend Qing Nan of the 12th realm has also fled, and the 11th realm pear demon under Qingnan has also been killed. They, the disciples of the lower and middle fifth realms, can no longer afford to make any waves.
.
"grown ups."
Muzhen cupped his fists and said: "These Qingliang Sect disciples all carry human lives on their bodies, and some are even murderous. They have killed hundreds of innocent people in the Northern Territory. How do you decide to deal with them?"
"Let the snowy knights on the dragon boat come down and draw their swords and cut them all." Lin Zhao said calmly.
"ah?"
Tong Yutan on the side opened his mouth slightly, as if he did not expect Lin Zhao to kill so decisively.
Zhang Luobai and Zhuang Yirong were on the dragon boat. They were too young and there was no need to see such a bloody scene. After all, it might damage Taoism.
"Come down!"
Muzhen let out a soft drink, and immediately one by one, the snow-capped knights of the fifth realm on the dragon boat descended from the sky, landing on the terrace with rich zhenqi. Then they pulled out the sword from their waists and walked towards the group of people.
The Qingliang Sect disciples, who had no resistance at all, placed their sword blades across the back of the opponent's neck one by one, waiting for Lin Zhao to give the order.
Su Qingjiu and Zhi Zhi's beautiful eyes were indifferent, thinking that this kind of scene was just a common thing. After all, the path of sword cultivation on the mountain was bloody, and they had been used to it since they were young.
Chen Ben frowned. He had no idea. How could the person Lin Zhao's brother ordered to be killed be any better? They just deserved their death.
Gu Lingyu clasped one hand behind his back, holding a scroll of slips in the other hand, with soft eyes. In fact, scholars are not willing to see the scene in front of him. The moment Lin Zhao raised his hand and dropped it, 200 heads were all over the ground.
It was rolling around. At this moment, Gu Lingyu looked at Lin Zhao and did not object to his actions. On the contrary, at this time, Lin Zhao was not only half a scholar, but also a military strategist.
The commander-in-chief of thousands of troops, it would be abnormal if he did not have murderous intent in his body.
What makes Gu Lingyu happy is that he used Confucian deduction techniques to trace back what happened in Qingliang Mountain. The young uncle once went to Qingliang Mountain, and as a scholar, he worked with Zhao Jingyu, Zhao Suiguang, Zhao Chuqin, and Zhao Yichuan.
The group of people have spoken to each other, but the other party is a group of unreasonable people. Now Lin Zhao, as a military swordsman, is decisive in killing and completely eradicating the sins of the Qingliang Sect. This is a very good thing in the first place. Let’s talk about it first.
Truth, if the truth doesn't make sense, then using one's status as a military strategist to solve the problem is a very natural approach, and there are not many people in the world who are qualified to do this, and Lin Zhao happens to be one of them.
…
Soon after, Lin Zhao led everyone to check the large and small treasuries of Qingliang Sect, emptied them all, and moved all the good things back to the Snowy Tianchi. This matter was also reasonable. If he didn't do this, Xue would
Is it a waste of time to go to the Five Realms with a large vote in Yu Tianchi? What’s more, the Qingliang Sect that will follow does not need such a deep foundation.
Lin Zhao looked to the west and raised his fists towards the distant place: "Auntie, thank you, come over to Tiantianju for a drink tonight!"
"Um."
Lin Xingchu patted Xiao Ke's dragon horn, and suddenly the Thirteenth Level dragon's winding body flew into the river with the River Goddess Xi Jian, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Immediately, Lin Zhao looked to the east and said with a smile: "Miss Lin, thank you, come over for a drink tonight!"
"knew."
On a cliff, the Thirteenth Level Great Sword Immortal in white clothes turned around and stepped out. The human sword merged into one, turning into a sword light that fell directly on the top of the Fusu Great Wall. He continued to refine the sword and warm it up.
Sword intent.
When the sun set, everyone took the sect leader Zhao Suiguang into custody and took the dragon boat back to the snow-covered Tianchi.
In the evening, the garden on the top of the mountain was decorated with lights and colorful decorations. Lin Zhao held a grand celebration banquet. He cooked it himself and made fish head soup from a large fish weighing at least ten kilograms. He cooked the soup himself and hid it in winter.
Yu, Chu Yu, and Zhi Zhi were busy, with smiles on their faces. Su Shanjun and Han Buyu went up the mountain to have a drink, and Tang Guangjun also happily received the invitation. Today, there were two tables of wine in Tianranju.
He can drink and eat food at the table openly.
Soon after, Lin Xingchu and Lin Wanhua came. Lin Xingchu brought two people with him. One was Wang Yue, a female official in a dark blue dress holding a sword. Wang Yue has now been cast into gold and can be regarded as a genuine river god.
Although her divine status is not high and her divine power is weak, it is still the first step. What’s more, she is from the Villa on the top of the mountain. Even if she calls Lin Zhao “Brother Lin Zhao”, Lin Xingchu will take care of her everywhere. In addition, Wang Yue
I am also very diligent, and my golden body will definitely become stronger and stronger in the future.
The other is a young man in a blue gown, Xiao Ke, a member of the thirteenth realm dragon.
Xiao Ke knelt down and kowtowed ten meters away from Lin Zhao: "Xiao Ke, please see the little master Lin Zhao! The little master Lin Zhao succeeded in the first battle. He flattened the boneless sect of the Qingliang Sect and brought peace to the world of our human race."
I feel so happy to have let go of the bad anger in my heart. Xiao Ke, as the retainer of the young master Lin Zhao, is so honored and honored!!"
"Okay, okay!"
Lin Zhao had a black line on his face: "Get up quickly!"
Muzhen couldn't help it, "This guy is the only one in the world of our human race. When did you become a member of our human race? However, because the opponent is a thirteenth-level dragon with terrifying combat power, he will definitely not be able to defeat him. Muzhen can't beat him either."
I won’t say much more, but when you are wandering around in the snow-covered Tianchi, you must be careful in what you say. People who are too arrogant will definitely not survive long in the snow-covered Tianchi.
"Brother Lin Zhao!"
Wang Yue held Lin Xingchu's sword and smiled broadly.
"Um!"
Lin Zhao nodded heavily: "Wang Yue, you look much better now than before. Work hard in Xijianjiang and do your duty!"
"Yes, I know!"
Lin Wanhua stepped forward with her sword in hand and said with a smile: "It's a pity that Yu Zhi and Feng Quan escaped with the Earth Escape Talisman, otherwise this harvest would be truly complete."
"It doesn't matter."
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "It's enough to kill one Qingliang Sect. You can't be too greedy. The demon clan can only take it slow and figure it out slowly. You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."
"Um."
Lin Wanhua smiled and nodded, appreciating this guy's confidence in speaking the truth in the same slow and leisurely way as in the Thirteenth Realm.
Huang Tingyu stood next to Lin Zhao, constantly clasping his fists and saluting. In fact, he, Old Huang, has never been a very polite person, but now he can't do it without respecting etiquette. The people who came are too strong. Thirteenth Realm Jiang Shen Empress Lin Xingchu
Forget it, another great swordsman named Lin Wanhua, who is at the peak of the Thirteenth Realm, has arrived. Huang Tingyu is also a swordsman. A hundred years ago, he relied on his extraordinary swordsmanship and dared to use his sword against the demon ancestor. But in front of Lin Wanhua... he just...
I feel that if someone is really full of firepower, I may not be able to withstand even ten moves. In this case, it is natural to be polite to many people.
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Tianchi Natural Residence in the Snowy Land, there were two tables in the living room. Dong Zang, Wang Yue, Tong Yu, and Chu Yu came and went. Soon the two big tables were filled with all kinds of delicacies. Lin Zhao began to take out his own food.
First, he took out a pile of 10g pots of low-quality water and wine and threw it on the table of Su Shanjun, Han Buyu, and Tang Guangjun. As a result, Su Shanjun immediately pinched his nose and looked disgusted until Lin Zhao threw two more jars of peach blossom wine.
At this table, I am smiling happily.
After that, each table was given a jar of Dongting Red Bamboo Wine, plus Dong Zang contributed two jars of Apricot Blossom Wine, which was actually almost enough. But in the end, Lin Zhao took out half a jar of Dongting Purple Bamboo Wine.
Dongting Lake Lord Shang Xuli only gave three jars of purple bamboo wine in total, one jar was given to Lin Xingchu, and the second jar was drunk in Kaifeng, and about half of it was left.
For a moment, all eyes turned over. The mellow aroma of Dongting Zizhu Wine was too irresistible.
"that……"
Lin Zhao laughed and said: "Don't get me wrong! Only Ling Yu is qualified to drink Dongting Zizhu Wine today. Because of my wrong judgment, Ling Yu went into Qianlong Yuan alone to save Lao Huang and was struck by the jade and wind.
Quan's ambush, but fortunately our Lingyu was strong enough to hold on until we arrived, so today's first achievement in destroying the Qingliang Sect and saving Lao Huang may not be Xiaojiu'er who killed Zhao Jingyu, but Lingyu."
"Little uncle..."
Gu Lingyu, the former Grand Priest of the Imperial College, was a little embarrassed.
Su Qingjiu smiled and said: "Brother Lin Zhao is right. Gu Lingyu did take the greatest credit. If he hadn't been there, Lao Huang would have been beaten into a pot of dog meat by Yu Xie."
"Xiaojiu'er, you..."
Huang Tingyu scratched his head, alas, forget it, Xiao Jiu'er is a junior at the peak of the Twelve Realms, I won't care about her anymore.
In fact, Xiao Jiu'er has always remembered Lao Huang's goodness in her heart. A hundred years ago, after her father Su Liang and her mother died in battle, Xiao Jiu'er's family mansion was sealed off by people from the Shang Dynasty. At that time, Lao Huang
Take the helpless Xiao Jiuer to find Lin Zhao!
Therefore, when he went to Qingliang Mountain to rescue Lao Huang, Xiao Jiuer showed no mercy at all. Especially when he beat Zhao Jingyu and Zhao Suiguang, he was very fierce and showed no mercy at all.
Lin Zhao kept toasting, and toasted to Lin Xingchu and Lin Wanhua, the two people from the Thirteenth Realm who helped plunder the formation. The two of them also played a great role. They directly made the other forces on the mountain dare not covet them at all. Otherwise, who knows how many changes will happen.
Come.
As for Su Shanjun and Han Laojianxian, it was rare for them to eat and drink. They just took off their chopsticks like flying and kept drinking. It didn't matter how much he did. If he had wine today and would get drunk today, Lao Huang wouldn't be polite. He hadn't been so arrogant in more than a hundred years.
He ate more than half of the fish head by himself, and drank more than half of the two jars of peach blossom stuffing by himself. He burped constantly. Only Tang Guangjun was rarely served at the table, so he shared the table with Master Shanzhu Junior Brother, Lin Xingchu, and Lin Wanhua, so he ate the food.
, she behaves coquettishly while drinking, like a little daughter-in-law.
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After a sumptuous dinner, Lin Xingchu, Lin Wanhua, Su Shanjun, and Han Buyu said goodbye one after another.
Lin Zhao carried two swords on his back and took four twelve-level great swordsmen such as Su Qingjiu, Zhu Zhi, Huang Tingyu, and Tang Guangjun to the depths of the bamboo forest. Under the moonlight, in a newly woven pear branch cage, Zhao
Sui Guang hugged his knees with a sad expression on his face, like a kitten licking its wounds in the corner. When he looked up and saw Lin Zhao and others, he couldn't help feeling a little sad.
