A fiery red sword light passed by in the air, and it landed straight on the sword pavilion. A group of sword cultivators and warriors on the top of the city all looked up, but they didn't pay much attention to it. The sword pavilion was the residence of the city lord Lin Wanhua. Who would dare to
It landed directly on the sword pavilion. The city lord did not draw his sword to kill anyone, so the monks guarding the Great Wall on the top of the city had no need to take action.
At the top of the city, a swordsman in white clothes sat cross-legged on a barren battlement. It was Qin Yu, the eleventh-level swordsman of the Fusu Great Wall. He was a natural swordsman at that time. He could tell at a glance that he had fallen into the sword pavilion in the air.
The person in question was Lin Zhao. No one else would have had the guts to do such a thing. Even Jing Chu, the Thirteenth Level Great Sword Immortal from the Confucian Academy, would not dare to do such a thing. Lin Zhao was the only one in the world who had such an amnesty.
Qin Yu frowned. The bond between cousin Lin Wanhua and Lin Zhao was indeed very deep. From Lin Zhao's last life to the present, Lin Zhao had already become a concern for his cousin unknowingly. Perhaps in the near future, he would
It will become an obstacle for my cousin to break through, and become the inner demon that cannot be erased from her heart. The inner demon of the strongest swordsman in the world is naturally quite troublesome.
After thinking about it, Qin Yu couldn't help but laugh at himself, what right did he have to worry about his cousin? He should still be worried about himself, an eleventh-level sword cultivator. He has stayed in the realm of Guizhen for decades and still hasn't seen her.
Qin Yu was actually worried about the signs of the loosening of the bottleneck, but there was nothing he could do. As for his cousin Lin Wanhua, she didn't show too much anxiety, but she obviously hoped that Qin Yu could break through.
Is it fair to say that there is only one Lin Wanhua of the Thirteenth Realm in the Fusu Great Wall? The younger generation will fall directly to the Eleventh Realm. The strongest of the younger generation under Lin Wanhua is only the Eleventh Realm? It is said that it is the same
What a big joke. If there is a big war in the future, will it still be necessary for the old swordsmen of the previous generation like Han Fang to support the scene? Therefore, Qin Yu, Ye Lin, Liu Xilong and others are under great pressure, and they all hope that they can become the twelfth realm.
, but I am afraid only I know how difficult it is to break through.
…
Jiange.
Lin Wanhua stood in the main hall dressed in white clothes and said with a smile: "Here you come?"
"Um."
Lin Zhao stepped forward, flicked his sleeves, and two bowls of hot eel noodles suddenly appeared on the coffee table. He was very proud and laughed and said: "I brought breakfast here. You must not have thought of this, right?"
Lin Wanhua couldn't help but smile and said, "I really didn't expect that."
"Have breakfast while it's hot."
"Um."
The two of them finished eating noodles together, and Lin Wanhua said with a serious smile: "I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. I know why you came here because of it. Master Wei has already given you the five swords of Zhonglian. In that case,
The twelve flying swords of Xiao Lian should come from me."
She flicked her sleeves and saw twelve ancient swords lying across the ground. She said with a smile: "It's still the same as before. The twelve ancient swords of the wilderness are almost the same as the previous twelve. They were all found in the ruins of the same wilderness.
, perhaps made by the same swordsmith."
"Okay, thanks!"
Lin Zhao smiled happily, and as a return gift, he took out a jar of Dongting Zizhu Wine and three jars of Dongting Red Bamboo Wine from the package. Lin Wanhua didn't like drinking, so what Lin Zhao gave her were top-notch wines.
No more taking it out, the four jars of wine were enough for Lin Wanhua to drink for a long time, so Lin Wanhua was not polite and happily accepted all the four jars of wine.
"Gu Yanshu?" she asked.
"killed."
Lin Zhao frowned: "If he doesn't die, I won't be able to explain to the spirits of Liu Xingshu, Xiao Cong and other human monks in heaven, but... Gu Yanshu gave me the last destiny method to help me break through the galaxy."
"really."
The corners of Lin Wanhua's lips raised slightly and she said with a smile: "If you have nothing to do in the morning, will you accompany me around the city?"
"Yeah, okay."
Lin Zhao patted his luggage and said with a smile: "Tell me what you want to eat and I'll treat you today."
Lin Wanhua smiled faintly.
Not long after, this pair of immortals in people's eyes appeared on the street of the Fusu Great Wall. Lin Wanhua was holding a sword, and Lin Zhao was carrying a sword, walking side by side. The morning market had already opened on the street, and there were many vegetable sellers.
They poured into the city from the small towns south of the Fusu Great Wall, brought home-grown vegetables to the Great Wall, and made a lot of money from the monks on the mountain.
Lin Wanhua was patrolling the city as the city lord. Lin Zhao didn't have much to say, so he just walked around and looked around at the bustle in the Fusu Great Wall. When a young martial artist from the Lower Five Realms asked about boxing in the alley, Lin Wanhua wanted to leave.
But Lin Zhao grabbed his sleeve and said, "Look... look, observe, and sharpen your Taoist heart."
"..."
Lin Wanhua gave him a resentful look. You, a person who is one step away from the Sword Immortal of the Fifth Realm, are here to watch children fight?
However, Lin Wanhua still stayed, and together with Lin Zhao, they looked at the two teenagers in the alley asking about boxing. It was not until one of the teenagers was beaten that his nose was bleeding and he went back to find his mother in tears, and then the two left.
.
As soon as they left the alley, they saw silhouettes in the air approaching in the wind. They were a group of Fusu Great Wall teenagers who had just gone to the Northern Territory for training. The one with the highest level among them was a golden elixir girl, about eighteen years old.
Dressed in a fiery red dress, there were several seventh-level young men following behind them, including a seventh-level martial artist. They all looked like little girls' bastards, and each of them held one or two demon clan heads in their hands. The seventh-level martial arts boy
He even carried four monster heads.
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They hurried past and went to the place in the city where they could exchange their military exploits to calculate their military exploits. The way of survival on the Fusu Great Wall had always been like this. If they wanted to obtain a large amount of cultivation materials, they could only rely on killing demons and working hard to make money, so every day
There are a large number of young rookies going north to kill monsters, both for the world and for themselves.
"very nice."
Lin Zhao looked at the many young men passing by in the sky and smiled sincerely: "There are successors to the Fusu Great Wall."
"Snowy Tianchi is the same."
Lin Wanhua smiled slightly and said: "Although Tong Yu is my disciple, he is still from the Mountain Villa. With Tong Yu's talent and practice, he will definitely be far ahead of the younger generation at Fusu Great Wall in the future. Maybe... she will
Become a sword cultivator in the Thirteenth Realm of the World after me."
Lin Zhao nodded. Tong Yu's talent is indeed terrifying, and even he, the mountain master, has to accept it. But what young people like Tong Yu need is time, continuous accumulation of knowledge, and continuous training. After all, there is no one in the world who has reached the fifth realm.
Sword Immortals jump out of thin air, and none of them have been struggling in the arena for many years before they emerge.
Until noon.
Lin Wanhua said: "Stay for dinner?"
"No."
Lin Zhao shook his head and said with a smile: "I took twelve flying swords from you, how can I still have the nerve to stay for a living?"
"You also know." Lin Wanhua chuckled.
Lin Zhao laughed. It was indeed a bit unkind to exchange four jars of wine for twelve Great Wilderness Ancient Swords, but there was nothing he could do about it. After all, he had a close friendship with Miss Lin, and with Tong Yu's relationship, they were related to each other.
Soon after, Lin Zhao bid farewell to Lin Wanhua and returned to the snowy Tianchi.
…
In the afternoon, just after dinner at the Mountain Top Villa, Xiaojiuer came back.
Lin Zhao specially served another large bowl of rice. Afraid that the small wine would not be enough, he pressed the rice down hard, almost cracking the bowl, and then covered the rice with a thick layer of dishes.
, there were everything from roasted chicken with potatoes, stir-fried pork with green peppers, braised snakehead, etc. Xiao Jiuer sat down and started to eat without saying anything. A pair of chopsticks quickly scooped the rice into his mouth, as fast as a sword, and he ate it.
After half a bowl, a pair of big watery eyes looked at Lin Zhao: "Brother Lin Zhao, soup..."
"good."
Lin Zhao stood up happily, filled a large bowl of leftover white fish soup from lunch and handed it to Su Qingjiu. In a moment, the large bowl of food disappeared, and the large bowl of fish soup was also poured down. After that,
The beautiful Great Sword Immortal, who was at the peak of the 12th realm of Changming Mountain, touched his belly, leaned on Lin Zhao's arm, and said, "The food at home is still delicious!"
Lin Zhao suppressed a smile. It seemed that Xiao Jiu'er was also gifted in eating. When he was a child, his appetite was quite large, even as much as that of Xiao Shitou, a martial artist. When he thought of his childhood, Lin Zhao yearned for it.
Although life was hard at that time, it was not hard at all because the three of us depended on each other.
It's a pity that Xiao Shitou may have suffered too much when he was a child. Later, when he entered the youth camp, he no longer wanted to endure hardship. What he yearned for was the glory and wealth in the world, and supreme strength and power. These are all Lin Zhao's
Can't give it to him.
"Okay, let's get down to business."
Lin Zhao took out the Xunlu Sword from the package, held it up with both hands, and said: "After all, Gu Yanshu is the previous owner of the Xunlu Sword, so I did not overstep the bounds and control this Xunlu Sword at will. Gu Yanshu said it himself before his death.
I will give you the Xunlu Sword as a gift, Xiaojiuer. From today on, you will be the owner of the Xunlu Sword. Why don’t you accept the sword?"
"yes!"
Su Qingjiu stood up immediately. His slender and slim body stood upright, his posture was as solemn as when he received the candied haws from Lin Zhao when he was a child. There was seriousness in his beautiful eyes. After receiving the Xunlu Sword, he gently unsheathed the sword and immediately
The energy of the entire mountaintop garden sank slightly, and the heavy murderous aura on the Xunlu Sword reappeared in the human world.
"Um?"
Su Qingjiu frowned slightly, a golden light glowed in his eyes, and he used the Sword Heart for a moment, and all the murderous aura on the Xunlu Sword was immediately absorbed into the sword, even though this sword was one of the ten swords in the world.
, in the hands of ordinary monks, Xunlu Sword may be able to control its master, but in the hands of a twelve-level great swordsman like Su Qingjiu, Xunlu Sword can only obey orders.
"Refining it as soon as possible."
Lin Zhaodao: "How do you plan to deal with the heavy murderous intent in the Xunlu Sword?"
"Don't deal with it."
The corner of Su Qingjiu's mouth raised slightly: "What's wrong with being murderous? When I kill demons, this sword will be even heavier. Brother Lin Zhao doesn't have to worry, this sword is just a sword in Xiao Jiu'er's hands.
, it cannot be unbridled.”
"Okay, then I'll feel relieved."
"Um."
Su Qingjiu smiled slightly, turned to look at Gaozhi, and said with a smile: "Sister Gaozhi, brother Lin Zhao gave me the Xunlu Sword, so I discussed it with my fellow apprentices before coming here, and Changming Mountain received a hand from the Mountain Top Villa.
A gift as heavy as the Xunlu Sword must be reciprocated. The rules in the world are reciprocity."
As she said that, she reached out and flicked it, and five fairy swords lay across her chest.
