Lin Xingchu saw it in his eyes, but was extremely shocked in his heart. This Stone of Destiny, which contained a little bit of Lin Zhao's life, was hidden among the stones in the pond, but there was a pile of thirteen realms and twelve realms in the Villa on the top of the mountain.
No one in the five realms could notice it, but after the Confucian saints from these fourteen realms came, they found it effortlessly.
The old gentleman is still very powerful. He is a direct disciple of the most holy teacher and a saint worthy of sacrifice in the Confucian Wenlin Ancestral Temple. His deduction skills and insight methods are naturally far beyond what can be compared with the upper five realms in the human world. In other words
, the old gentleman may not be a very capable Fourteenth Realm, but he is an extremely indispensable Fourteenth Realm in the world.
"Sir, what is this?" Lin Wanhua asked.
"It's just the remains of the cave from the battle between the immortals."
The old man held the stone and said with a smile: "Xiao Zhao is trapped in it."
"ah?!"
Su Qingjiu, Lin Wanhua, Zhu Zhi, and Tong Yu were all shocked. Even Wang Yue, the female official with the sword who came with Lin Xingchu, opened her mouth slightly. After hearing what the old gentleman said, this matter became even more mysterious.
"Buzz~~~"
The old gentleman didn't care about so many things. He waved his long sleeves and a large bronze water jar was placed next to the gourd stand. He raised his fingertips and drew water directly from the lotus pond, filling the jar half full.
At this point, he dug around and took out a golden lotus seed from the bag on his waist. The lotus seed fell into the bottom of the water tank with a "plop" sound.
"..."
Everyone watched silently, no one said anything, but Lin Wanhua, Lin Xingchu, Su Qingjiu and others could all see that anything the old gentleman took out could be considered a treasure. The large water tank had a rich ancient charm.
, it is also engraved with the totem patterns of the ancestors' sacrifices. The aura of the entire water tank is so strong that it is almost overflowing. As for the lotus seed, it must not be ordinary, and it contains a faint ray of heavenly energy.
"Edict!"
The old gentleman raised his hand and pointed towards the water tank, and suddenly a golden word "生" spread out on the water. Then, with the word "生" as the center, golden Confucian and Taoist characters continued to spread out, like a compass, these golden words one after another
It soaked into the water and nourished the lotus seed at the bottom of the water tank. Soon after, with a faint "sizzling" sound, the lotus seed shell peeled off and gave birth to a bud. Then, nourished by the true meaning of Confucianism and Taoism, the tender bud
The buds grew very fast, and in a blink of an eye they formed a golden lotus root. On top of the lotus root node, lotus flowers bloomed in the water tank, and the spiritual energy overflowed.
"Plop~~~"
The old man threw the Stone of Destiny into the water tank, and with a stroke of his fingertips, the dense textures on the Stone of Destiny appeared on the water in the water tank, and one of the blue veins appeared like a mountain range.
At the foot of the mountain, Lin Zhao was driving the flying sword Hongye, holding young Chen Changsheng in his hand, and was speeding through the pouring rain.
"Brother Lin Zhao!"
Su Qingjiu bit her red lips and finally saw him. Unfortunately, Lin Zhao was in the world of flowers and could not hear what Su Qingjiu said.
Lin Xingchu, Lin Wanhua, and Zhu Zhi all watched silently, secretly admiring in their hearts. The old man's methods could really defeat the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth. As for Huang Tingyu, Tang Guangjun, Muzhen, and Chu Yu, they looked at the water
The detailed picture that appeared on the screen, looking at the appearance of the Jindan elders of the Feiyun Sect who were chasing Lin Zhao, made them want to rush in and kill those people with swords. In fact, if they were here, it would not be difficult.
Anyone can easily conquer the Cuiwei Mountain Feiyun Sect, or even conquer the Hundred Flowers World.
"This heavy rain is really hard on Xiao Zhao..."
The old man reached out and flicked it, and suddenly a lotus leaf on the water moved sideways and reached the sky above the mountain range where Lin Zhao was.
…
Hundreds of flowers under heaven.
Suddenly, the torrential rain above his head stopped, which made Lin Zhao wonder that there were such strange things in the world. It stopped too fast, which was too weird.
Naturally, it was impossible for him to know at this time that this was just the method of the husband's husband.
Until early in the morning, Lin Zhao and Chen Changsheng were already at least three hundred miles away, but there were still sword cultivators flying by with flying swords in the air, and it was not known whether those sword cultivators were from the Feiyun Sect, so Lin Zhao
He decided to keep a low profile, stopped wielding a sword, bought two raincoats, and walked slowly along the official road with Chen Changsheng.
In the afternoon, a restaurant appeared in front of him. Lin Zhao ordered two bowls of beef noodles and sat down to eat with Chen Changsheng.
"Master Lin..."
Chen Changsheng looked quite guilty and said: "It's all for me, otherwise you wouldn't have to be so worried..."
"If so, it has nothing to do with you."
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "Changsheng, in fact, even if it were not you, I would still do this if it were someone else."
"I know……"
The young man frowned and said: "Before, I heard the old people in the village often say that the mountains are ruthless. I didn't know what this meant before. After experiencing this incident, I gradually understood that the so-called mountains are ruthless.
The gods seek immortality, but in fact not everyone is so able to see the light."
"Um."
Lin Zhao smiled and nodded: "There are thousands of ways to practice, it depends on how each person chooses. Just like the Feiyun Sect, they tamed demons to act as spiritual beasts, raised them with the flesh and blood of living people, and then absorbed the demonic energy.
To nourish your own cultivation, this is probably not much different from the legendary evil cultivators. If you dare to do this kind of thing, please don’t let me encounter it. If I encounter it, I will definitely take care of it."
The young man pursed his lips and said, "Master Lin, thank you... If it weren't for you, I would have turned into a pile of bones."
"You're welcome, let's eat."
Lin Zhao pointed to the noodle bowl in front of the young man and said with a smile: "A big bowl must be eaten completely. After eating, we have to hurry on. Our next destination is Wangshu Cliff."
"Wang Shuya?" Chen Changsheng was stunned.
"Um."
Lin Zhao nodded and smiled, spread out a copy of "Travel Notes on Landscapes of Ancient Shu Kingdom" that he bought in a small town on the table, pointed at the map above and said with a smile: "Wangshu Cliff is considered the top scenic spot on the border of ancient Shu Kingdom.
For example, it is recorded in the Shanshui Travel Notes that Wangshu Cliff was named after Han Wangshu, a late swordsman from the ancient Shu Kingdom. It is said that Wangshu Cliff was the place where Han Wangshu ascended to heaven."
"The place of ascension..."
Chen Changsheng picked up the chopsticks and said: "I heard those Jianghu people said that we in Baihua Tianxia will have a ranking competition every ten years, and the top three masters will have the opportunity to ascend to the Immortal Platform and become one of the three ascendants.
, Sword Saint Han should be one of them back then."
"right."
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "Wangshu Cliff is only fifty miles away from here. Let's walk faster in the afternoon and we should be able to reach Wangshu Cliff in the evening. Anyway, you have nowhere to go, so come with me."
It’s good to go to Wangshu Cliff to see the scenery and increase your knowledge.”
Chen Changsheng nodded repeatedly: "Okay, thank you Master Lin!"
…
Tens of miles away, in a mountain forest.
Suddenly, there was a harsh flute sound, and the birds in the forest flew in all directions. The flute sound came from an old man wearing a red gown, who was one of the Jindan elders of the Feiyun Sect. His eyes were transparent.
With a hint of murderous intent, he looked into the distance after playing the flute. Not long after, a figure was seen galloping over the jungle. He could use the strength to gallop dozens of meters with just a tap of his toes on the branches. He was dressed in black and covered with a mask.
Only a pair of murderous eyes were revealed. It was obvious that this was a dead soldier.
"Elder Jin!"
The dead man knelt down and said in a deep voice: "I wonder what the important matter is for Elder Jin's summons?"
"Someone killed my ancestor's direct disciple of the Feiyun Sect in Cuiwei Mountain. He was also a sword cultivator in the Purple Mansion Realm. He is very likely to become a prodigy of the Golden Core Sword Immortal in the future. This debt must not be let go."
As he spoke, the Jindan elder took out two portraits from his arms, one of Lin Zhao and the other of Chen Changsheng, and said: "These are the two people. One is Lin Zhao, a Sixth Realm Sword Cultivator, and the other is
One is Chen Changsheng, a wild man at the foot of the mountain, with no cultivation. Our Feiyun Sect hopes that you can cooperate with us to kill these two thieves. If we can obtain Lin Zhao’s head, the Feiyun Sect is willing to pay twenty
Gold mullet money as reward.”
The dead man's eyes were already shining when he heard the twenty gold mullet coins, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, none of the people we, the dead men in the Prime Minister's Mansion, want to kill have survived the night, let alone a mere Six Realm Swordsman."
Xiu, I will send someone to investigate the whereabouts of these two people. Once there is news, we will work together to kill them."
"Um."
Elder Jindan narrowed his eyes, with murderous intent in his eyes. Liu Yu was a disciple of his ancestor, and whether he died or not had little to do with his lineage. He was not worried at all, but Liu Yu and one of his female disciples
They fell in love and were about to become a Taoist couple. Once Liu Yu became the "son-in-law" of his lineage, his lineage would naturally be more valued by the ancestor Qin Fei. It's a shame that the little thief named Lin Zhao was like this.
The sword killed Liu Yu!
…
late at night.
Two figures appeared at the foot of Wangshuya Mountain. There were scattered lights at the foot of the mountain. There were two thatched cottage inns, and there were also three restaurants. They were all doing the business of the people on the mountain. Lin Zhao looked back.
After trekking, the young man Chen Changsheng was so tired that he was out of breath, so he said with a smile: "Eat a full meal before leaving?"
"Um!"
The young man nodded heavily.
The two of them sat down in a restaurant and ordered a bowl of pancakes and two plates of side dishes to satisfy their hunger. They didn't have much pursuit, and in such a mountainous place, even if they wanted to eat something good, they probably wouldn't have it.
, not long after, the two of them had eaten and drank enough, so they made a torch, lit it and held the torch up the mountain.
Looking at Shuya, its shape is like the moon.
Looking from a distance, the moonlight fell on an inscription on Wangshu Cliff. When Lin Zhao squinted his eyes and looked at it with the vision of the Nascent Soul realm, he saw words engraved on the inscription, but these words were very "characterful".
They are all written with sword energy, and the handwriting is filled with wisps of remaining sword intention. It is precisely because of this that there are countless sword cultivators sitting cross-legged on the top of Wangshuya, all staring at the inscription, trying to read from it.
The sword master Han Wangshu left behind a sword and learned a sword move with one scale and half a claw.
Lin Zhao and Chen Changsheng are about to reach the summit.
"stop!"
Two three-level sword cultivators raised their hands to block the front. One of them said with a sneer: "Wangshu Cliff is an important place for sword cultivators. You two have not submitted your name. You are not qualified to observe the Sword Master's inscription today. You might as well wait."
Tomorrow, remember to submit your name before noon, otherwise the trip will be in vain."
"???"
Lin Zhao was dumbfounded. Why did he feel like he was encircling the land for leveling up? Are you still being unreasonable in this Hundred Flowers World?
