In the long river of time, Lin Zhao slowly woke up.
…
When he opened his eyes, he fell into a nightmare again.
When he looked up, the sea of clouds in the sky was undulating like waves. Just as Lin Zhao was staring at the sea of clouds, suddenly there was a loud roaring sound in the air, and then there was a rumbling sound at the end of the sky. It seemed that a giant thing was falling from the sky. When Lin Zhao looked intently,
When I arrived, I discovered that it was a fairy mountain full of Taoist charm.
The earth trembles crazily, the fairy mountains descend from the sky, and there is about to be a violent collision between heaven and earth.
Lin Zhao gritted his teeth and hurriedly lowered his body, condensing wisps of sword intent to cover his whole body. His feet were almost rooted in the ground, trying to keep his body in place.
With a loud noise, the fairy mountain collided, creating a monstrous storm on the earth.
Lin Zhao squinted his eyes, like a fallen leaf in the rough waves, with his white cloak flying behind him. He didn't know how long it took, but finally the dust settled, and a fairy mountain lay across the front, full of coquettish aura.
In the fairy mountain, a figure rose into the sky, with countless golden auspicious clouds appearing around it.
Lin Zhao frowned and used the Water Moon Sky Viewing Technique to really see clearly. It was an old man in a golden robe, and his whole body was filled with the incomparably majestic aura of the avenue. He couldn't see clearly at all. He was defeated by one hand.
Behind him, he was holding a dark object in one hand.
When Lin Zhao saw it clearly, his blood suddenly surged. It was clearly Huang Tingyu's bloody head!
Who is that old man in the sky? He can actually kill Huang Tingyu?
His mood was shaken, and he murmured: "Old Huang...Old Huang, didn't you finally break through the wilderness of your ancestral land..."
In the air, the old man sneered, raised his hand and threw Huang Tingyu's head towards Lin Zhao, and sneered: "Huang Tingyu is a traitor... everyone in the world of the demon clan will kill him, so why should you, Lin Zhao, do anything wrong?"
Surprised?"
"you!"
Lin Zhao opened his eyes wide and watched Huang Tingyu's head fall from the sky, but the head turned into a giant mountain in the wind in the blink of an eye, and crashed hard into a river, which was the Xijian River!
"ah?!"
Lin Zhao's body was smashed so hard that he fell involuntarily and fell into the depths of the river. When he opened his eyes, he found countless floating corpses in the Xijian River, all of them were river gods of the Xijian River, and there were even some people wearing clothes among them.
The woman in the blue dress is my aunt's sword-wielding female officer Wang Yue.
His body sank slowly. When he reached the bottom of the river, he found wisps of golden light shining deep in the river. When Lin Zhao looked intently, he suddenly discovered that Lin Xingchu's body was lying at the bottom of the river. She
His eyes were closed tightly, his armor collapsed, and the Jiang Shenjian beside him had been broken into two pieces.
"aunt!"
Lin Zhao's eyes were red with anxiety. Just as he struggled to take steps forward, Lin Xingchu's body suddenly disappeared and was replaced by an ink painting. When Lin Zhao looked up, he saw a leader in the painting.
The female sword fairy is riding a white horse, wearing a red skirt and white shirt, holding a peach blossom in her hand. She is extremely beautiful.
It's Xiaojiu'er.
Lin Zhao frowned and looked at the scroll. Xiao Jiu'er was motionless in the scroll, as if he was banned. He called Xiao Jiu'er's name loudly, but Su Qingjiu in the scroll did not move at all until
A ray of sword light fell from the sky, splitting the entire scroll into two.
Su Qingjiu's figure disappeared, and along with it in the painting were broken peach petals floating in the wind.
"Xiaojiu'er..."
Lin Zhao knelt down on the ground dejectedly, his whole mood so depressed that he could hardly lift his breath.
He covered his heart, feeling heartbroken at this moment. He knew it was a nightmare, but everything in front of him seemed to have really happened, or would happen at some point in the future.
When he raised his head, the scrolls and peach blossom petals in the air had disappeared, replaced by wisps of beacon fire and smoke from thousands of miles away. At this moment, Lin Zhao was already kneeling on the top of the Fusu Great Wall.
There were scenes of corpses strewn everywhere.
Tens of meters away, a young man's body was nailed to death with a spear outside the city wall. It was Qin Ran, a young swordsman. And further away, a warrior was cut in half with a sword. There was blood all over the ground. He was still there before he died.
With a face full of reluctance, it was Liu Xilong, the number one warrior on the Fusu Great Wall.
Among the clusters of weeds, there are corpses of sword cultivators. Most of them were dead without intact bodies. Some were beheaded, some were divided into two halves with a sword, and some were killed.
The strong energy shattered the body, leaving only a pile of broken limbs, and some people had turned into blood and rain in the wind, leaving nothing behind.
The Fusu Great Wall was defeated, and it was a big defeat!
In the air, a figure came down from the dust. It was an old man wearing a gray robe. The moment he appeared, Lin Zhao's spirit ruins had already begun to buzz and tremble. The opponent's fists were so powerful and his whole body was so powerful.
He punched Fusu Great Wall with a fierce punch.
Where his fist direction was directed, there was a figure dressed in white, Sheng Xue, Lin Wanhua.
At this time, Lin Wanhua's long dress was covered with blood, and her whole body was already bruised. She forced out a ray of sword intent, but she was still punched hard by the old man whose realm was unfathomable.
Immediately, Lin Wanhua's sword was smashed into pieces, and her body flew out like a stream of light, smashing the sword pavilion, and fell into the mountains. She did not know whether she was alive or dead.
"Miss Lin!"
Lin Zhao knelt on the top of the city and screamed loudly, but he was powerless to do what was happening in front of him.
His body floated up, drifting towards the south with the wind. He saw only Shanhaiguan Pass, Yangping Pass, and Yanmen Pass, the three major passes in the Northern Territory of the Human Race, filled with smoke and clouds. There were scenes of corpses everywhere. All three passes had been breached.
, the pass is filled with the corpses of human warriors, demon armies, and demon cavalry.
In the distance, the land of Yunzhou was filled with smoke, and a Yunzhou city was being engulfed in flames.
Everything seems so real.
…
Lin Zhao felt extremely uncomfortable and felt extremely aggrieved.
The next moment, he suddenly woke up from the nightmare, and saw that his eyes were filled with golden water. Through the water, he saw a beautiful face. Although he had never seen it before, he felt inexplicably familiar. Just touching it
The moment he laid eyes on her, Lin Zhao already knew who she was.
"call!"
Lin Zhao suddenly sat up from the long river of time, looked at the woman in white beside him, his eyes were a little dull, and after a long time, he murmured: "Master?"
For a moment, the woman in white smiled brightly: "Yeah!"
"Master..."
Lin Zhao hurriedly jumped up from the river of time, immediately knelt on one knee in the river, and said in a deep voice: "Disciple Lin Zhao, pay homage to the master!"
"Xiao Zhao, don't be so restrained."
The woman in white smiled slightly: "How do you feel now?"
"much better."
Lin Zhao lowered his head and looked down at his body. The body burned by the undefeated inner demon's flames had almost healed, and new flesh and skin had grown. The whole body seemed to have been tempered again, glowing brightly.
As bright as a baby, it should be said that it was a blessing in disguise and it got better.
"That's good."
The woman in white smiled softly and said: "Xiao Zhao, Master has been very busy in the upper realm, so he has no time to come down to the lower realm to see you. This trip... the world has encountered a catastrophe, so I had to come. Fortunately, I caught up."
"Um!"
Lin Zhao stood up and looked at the woman with a transcendent aura in front of him. It turned out that she was the master of him, his senior brother, and his senior sister. For a moment, Lin Zhao felt a little embarrassed. He clasped his fists again and said: "Disciple Lin Zhao, have you seen me before?
Master!"
The woman in white covered her mouth and smiled softly: "Okay, okay, your third senior brother is a soldier, your second senior sister is a swordsman, your senior brother has left to seek truth, but Xiao Zhao, you are half a Confucian, and your etiquette is true.
That's a lot, but... in the future, the etiquette of our Eternal Secret Realm will have to be supported by you alone."
Lin Zhao scratched his head: "Lin Zhao will definitely try his best!"
As he said this, Lin Zhao felt a little scared and said with lingering fear: "Master, is this... the river of time?"
"Um."
The woman in white nodded and smiled softly: "How?"
"I……"
Lin Zhao frowned and said: "I have seen many bad things in the long river of time. Are these things engraved in the long river of time and are things that will happen in the future?"
"not necessarily."
The woman in white smiled slightly and said: "Everything you see in the long river of time is something that may happen in the future or may happen, but not necessarily, because the dimensions in time are different, and every detail change may produce different results.
.”
Looking at Lin Zhao who looked confused, she smiled and said: "For example, your words or actions may change the outcome of something. Those bad things you have seen in the long river of time."
The picture can be avoided through what you do later. In the end, it is still the same saying, what you plan for is determined by people, and it is determined by God."
"Understood."
Lin Zhao nodded: "Thank you, Master, for your teaching!"
"This is serious..."
The woman in white put her forehead on her forehead and smiled, walked forward, gently tiptoed and rubbed Lin Zhao's head, and said with a smile: "You have to cherish this memory of yours in the long river of time. After all, this is a huge job."
By chance, in addition, in the scabbard of the Dragon-Slaying Sword, I refined a three-inch length of Time Water."
She pursed her red lips and said with a smile: "Although this time stream is only three inches long, it contains the extremely majestic true meaning of the great road. In the future, if you have to observe and understand it carefully, you may benefit a lot from it."
"yes!"
Lin Zhao said excitedly: "Thank you, Master!"
"correct."
The woman in white smiled slightly: "There's one more thing I almost forgot. Some things originally belonged to you, and they still have to be returned to you."
As she spoke, she opened her fingers lightly, and suddenly a wisp of flames with an ethereal aura danced in her palms.
"ah?"
Lin Zhao had read some novels and couldn't help frowning: "Could it be the legendary strange fire?"
The woman in white held her forehead again: "Of course not."
As she spoke, she slowly pushed the flame in her palm forward. Suddenly, the beating flame penetrated into Lin Zhao's shoulder, and immediately there was a severe burning pain from the flame. When the pain disappeared,
For a moment, when Lin Zhao looked down, a fiery red mark with a light golden color appeared on his right arm.
"ah?!"
Lin Zhao was surprised: "Qilin Fire Seal?"
"no."
The woman in white shook her head and chuckled: "There is no Qilin Fire Seal in the world. What you have awakened since you were a child is not the Qilin Fire Seal, but the Fire Dragon Seal of our sect. It was once controlled by your senior brother Ding Muchen, and now he is a member of the ancestral family of the military family.
Soldier Saint, it is your turn to take charge of this Fire Dragon Seal." This chapter has been completed!
