Chapter seven hundred and sixty fourth stone salary
"this……"
Lin Zhao held the fairy gourd and looked left and right, repeatedly confirming that there were indeed two mayfly flying swords swimming in the small world full of kendo luck. When he had a thought, two small flying swords appeared.
The refined Mayfly Flying Sword turned into gray light and flew out of the gourd's mouth, stopping above Lin Zhao's palm. Although the Mayfly Flying Sword was extremely small, it was extremely sharp.
He frowned, put the Mayfly Flying Sword back into the Immortal Gourd, and leaned against the bed, feeling a little confused.
If the Mayfly Flying Sword can replicate, does it mean that there is no need to warm up any flying swords in this orange gourd? One Mayfly Flying Sword is enough? Now there are two, and in the future there may be four, ten, and more.
The more, until the orange gourd is full. At that time, with a wave of your hand, dense mayfly flying swords attack like gnats, killing people invisible. What kind of scene will it be?
Just thinking about it makes me look forward to it!
He was so happy that he originally thought that Qingyan left a Mayfly Flying Sword to him just as a thought, as something that Qingyan would keep by his side to accompany him for the rest of his life, but he didn't expect that what Qingyan gave to him would actually be a gift.
An extremely precious gift is a great opportunity. Mayfly Flying Sword and Immortal Gourd. Is there any better combination?
No, especially since the Mayfly Flying Sword was given as a gift by Qingyan, it is even more unparalleled!
He jumped up, patted the orange gourd on his waist, and let it warm up slowly. Now there is no rush, just wait for the Mayfly Flying Sword to copy more and more, and finally kill the enemy in one piece!
He went out, bathed in the morning light, took a bowl of eel silk noodles from Liu Liying, sat down with Zhizhi and Chu Yu to have breakfast, looked up and looked into the distance, and said, "Luo Bai, where are your clothes?"
"I'm going down the mountain to the academy. It was given by Senior Sister Tong Yu." Chu Yu said.
"oh."
Lin Zhao nodded with a smile and said: "How is the cultivation of Lingmi in the back mountain?"
"fine."
Zhi Zhi said: "The first batch of spiritual rice planted is about to head under the abundant spiritual temperature. The mountain behind our mountain top garden is like spring all year round, so planting spiritual rice is perfect."
At this time, Chu Yu blinked and said, "Lin Zhao, there is one more thing..."
"Chu Yu, tell me."
"It's almost the Chinese New Year..."
Chu Yu smiled and said: "This is the first year that our group of people reunited in the snowy Tianchi. As the mountain master, do you have any plans?"
"Planning..."
Lin Zhao scratched his head: "What? Let's celebrate the New Year as usual, posting Spring Festival couplets, setting off firecrackers, keeping vigil, eating glutinous rice balls, and eating dumplings? Our family now has a relatively solid foundation, and there is no need to pick at Sosou. From Shan
Let’s use some money from the treasury of Dianbie Garden to give everyone a prosperous year. It’s time to pay for the offerings at Shanding Garden. Tang Guangjun’s fellow only has the same tattered clothes every day. Isn’t that shabby?
, give him money and let him make a new set of clothes."
"Um."
Chu Yu smiled and nodded.
"By the way, we still have to prepare New Year gifts." Lin Zhao pondered and said with a smile: "Zhi Zhi, Chu Yu, you two will buy more New Year's goods later. We have a lot of people to give New Year's goods to. Auntie,
At least you should prepare a generous gift for Xijianjiang, and Miss Lin from Fusu Great Wall should also prepare a generous gift. In addition, Xu Ming'an of Danxia Mountain, Zhang Xicheng and his wife of Tongjing Lake, Han Yetang of Shanhaiguan, Chen Xi of Yunzhou, and Guan Lin of Yangping
Weak, there are also Qingluan Sect, Tiefushan, Lingyan Sword Sect, Dongting Lake, etc. They should all have new year gifts sent there, and there are also Zhao Shutong from Baidi City, Qingqiu from Jubaofang, Qianji Pavilion.
Miss Xu Qingyi, the military monks guarding the Zhenjian Tower must prepare gifts and try not to leave anyone behind, so that they don't let anyone feel cold."
Zhi Zhi chuckled: "I'll write a list later."
"become!"
Lin Zhao counted the days, and in a few days it would be the day to worship the stove. Indeed, the New Year would be coming in a few days.
The memory of the young Lin Zhao's time is that the Chinese New Year is really not a good time. Every household posted couplets and set off firecrackers for the New Year's Eve dinner. Lin Zhao was the only one to stay up late. He only had a bite of steamed buns to satisfy his hunger, which was considered good, until he and Guo Dongyang
After we both grew up, the two of us spent the New Year's Eve dinner together every year, and finally we could see a little bit of meat.
Now, Guo Dongyang has been dead for many years.
…
the following few days.
It was as if the flying sword ephemera in the orange gourd could really be copied. One night, the flying swords suddenly changed from two flying swords to four, and then one morning, the flying swords changed from four flying swords to eight.
After two days, it turned out to be sixteen. So when Lin Zhao looked at the small world inside the orange gourd again, he could see sixteen flying swords swimming around, like a group of fish in the water.
generally.
Not to mention anything else, these mayfly flying swords can cause AOE damage in a small area when PKing, which is absolutely fatal. Moreover, even if they are not PKed, these mayfly flying swords can get twice the result with half the effort when used to clear monsters. With Lin Zhao's current background,
Three natal flying swords, five medium-refined immortal swords, twelve ancient swords of the wilderness, plus sixteen flying swords from the immortal gourd, the speed of spawning monsters is absolutely crazy. I am afraid that the strongest mage in the national server is here.
In front of Lin Zhao, he could only accept defeat.
In addition, the remaining four fairy gourds on the gourd stand were all mature. Lin Zhao spent a whole day and carefully processed them, and all four fairy gourds were ready for use. He sent Gao Zhizhi to go to Changming Mountain in person.
He gave the green gourd to Xiao Jiuer, then gave the green gourd to Tong Yu, gave the purple gourd to Zhang Luobai, and left the remaining blue gourd to Leng Yan.
It's early afternoon.
"drop!"
A message from Lin Zhao was sent to Leng Yan: "Miss Leng, where are you? I came to find you and give you a New Year gift!"
"ah!?"
Leng Yan, who was practicing skill proficiency in the Dongquan Sword Sect, was surprised: "I'm in the sect, what kind of New Year's gift do you want? Can you take a look?"
"No, you have to see it live to be surprised. I'll come to the Winter Spring Sword Sect right away."
"Yeah, wait for you!"
Lin Zhao went down the mountain with his sword, but he felt that it was not appropriate to be alone without anyone who could fight with him. Zhi Zhi went to Changming Mountain and would not be able to come back for a while. Huang Tingyu and Muzhen were in charge of military affairs in the army.
, Chu Yu is preparing a list of New Year's goods, Muzhen, Chen Ben is not steady enough in his work, Liu Liying, Dong Zang's combat power is mediocre, so it seems that the only one he can bring is that sloppy guy.
"Tang Guangjun!"
He looked down.
"Yes, Mountain Master!"
Tang Guangjun stood at the mountain gate, his body upright and his head held high, just shy of a military salute.
Lin Zhao was speechless for a while and said: "Come with me to the Dongquan Sword Sect. I'm carrying a heavy treasure, and I'm afraid that something might be wrong if I'm robbed by the demon clan on the way."
"Yes, Mountain Master!"
Tang Guangjun immediately raised his sword and stayed with Lin Zhao, but Tang Guangjun's flying sword would never surpass Lin Zhao. This was out of respect for the mountain master, and he still knew how to handle this.
…
Dongquan Sword Sect.
Leng Yan wore a short skirt and armor, a cape behind her, and combat boots on her feet. She was the dignified deputy master of the Dongquan Sword Sect, and her pair of slender and lustrous jade legs were extremely charming. She was standing at the mountain gate, waiting to open the mountain protection formation.
, welcoming Lin Zhao up the mountain, while on the side, female disciples of the Dongquan Sword Sect passed by one after another, smiling and saying hello: "Sister!"
"Um."
Leng Yan smiled and nodded one by one. In the Dongquan Sword Sect, the atmosphere is extremely good. The sect master and deputy sect master are Lu Guiyi and Sister Leng Yan. The next ones are all female disciples. All the disciples of the Sword Sister are called
The two sect leaders are also senior sisters, so although the Dongquan Sword Sect is in the genealogy of the Great Shang Dynasty, it only has one generation of disciples. The prosperity of the Dongquan Sword Sect in the future depends entirely on this generation.
Leng Yan pursed her lips, looking a little hungrily. She didn't know when Lin Zhao would come, and she didn't know what gift he was going to give her. She was thinking about what to do if they met for a while. Should she pretend to be shy when accepting his gift?
?Or, take the opportunity to give him a 34c hug, and then pretend to be like Xia Fei's cheeks or something.
For a moment, the pretty face of this beautiful swordsman was flushed, and she immediately rejected her idea. It was such a mess and so embarrassing.
…
Dongquan Sword Sect, at the foot of the mountain.
Lin Zhao and Tang Guangjun did not go up the mountain directly with their swords, but landed at the foot of the mountain and started climbing from the foot of the mountain. This way they could appear sincere. When they were going up the mountain one after another, there were also people walking on the branch paths in the forest beside them.
A figure appeared. It was a young swordsman in blue shirt with a long sword. He had an ordinary appearance and a little venom in his eyes.
"oh?"
Tang Guangjun glanced at him and already knew the identity of the other party. Both his and Lin Zhao's auras were suppressed extremely low. On the contrary, the other party only thought that Tang Guangjun and Lin Zhao were both low-level sword cultivators in the fifth realm.
"Hey, what a coincidence!"
The other party smiled and clasped his fists: "I'm going to be a monk in the mountain. How about you two go up to Dongquan Mountain?"
"Um."
Lin Zhao smiled and nodded.
Immediately, Shi Xin narrowed his eyes, with an evil light in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Could it be that you two are also aiming at this beautiful young lady from the Dongquan Sword Sect? Tsk tsk, to tell you the truth, Shi Xin is also aiming at me.
Those female sword cultivators from the Dongquan Sword Sect came here specifically to consult with the Dongquan Sword Sect and grab a girl to become a Taoist companion."
"Hey, isn't this a coincidence?"
Lin Zhao laughed and said, "That's exactly what I meant!"
"Then let's go up the mountain together!"
"It is a must!"
Shi Xin felt like meeting an old friend in a foreign land. He raised his hand and said loudly: "Children, there is no need to hide and hide. These two sword cultivators are our own, and everyone is going to the Dongquan Sword Sect.
, we will ask swordsmen together soon, so that the ladies of Dongquan Sword Sect know how powerful we men are!"
For a time, figures kept flying past the mountains and fields. Most of them were spirits from the mountains. There was even a young man with green leaves on his head. He was a tree spirit of the Three Realms. Although he had taken shape through cultivation, he didn't seem to have the power.
Fully formed, as for their leader, the young swordsman named Shi Xin, is actually an eleventh-level stone spirit with the strongest strength and the most murderous intent!
…
When everyone came to the mountainside, the stunning beauty in national uniform wearing a skirt and armor stood there. For a moment, Shi Xin's eyes widened and he said: "This belongs to me... This belongs to me...
