Lin Zhao looked excited, just like the boy back then. He suddenly kicked off his shoes from the bed and landed on the ground. Then he clasped his fists at the woman in the white dress and said respectfully: "Lin Zhao, see Sister Bai!"
As he spoke, he smiled: "Sister Bai, are you finally back?"
"Well, I'm back."
The White Dragon Goddess looked at Lin Zhao's serious look, her eyes full of joy, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Xiao Zhao, I came back a little late. It's really because I want to retrieve too many things, so I stayed in the ancient secret realm.
too long."
"The secret realm of ancient times?"
Lin Zhao was surprised, and his knowledge blind spot was touched upon with just one sentence.
Sister Bai smiled and said: "In short, I and the dragon-slaying sword today are much stronger than a hundred years ago. You killed Wu Yuanzi in the eleventh realm with a scabbard before, and later you shattered Gu Yanshu's Taoist heart with a ray of divine will.
It all comes from this.”
She smiled faintly: "Nowadays, once the dragon-slaying sword is taken out of its sheath, it will be terrible~~~"
Lin Zhao was very happy.
He opened the door, pointed outside, and said: "Sister Bai, this is our mountain top garden. Now there are many of our own monks in the mountain top garden. There is Huang Tingyu, a thirteenth-level sword cultivator.
, there are Gu Lingyu, a scholar in the Thirteenth Realm, and Ku Zhi, a swordsman in the Twelfth Realm, Tang Guangjun, as well as Chen Ben, Yu Wanning, Chu Yu and other martial artists."
"Yeah."
The White Dragon Goddess chuckled: "Although I am in the ancient secret realm, a ray of spiritual charm is still in the sword. Naturally, I know everything about you. I even know that my Xiao Zhao has now learned Lord Binglan's supreme swordsmanship.
The sword has passed, and the Xiao Zhao of today is completely different from the Xiao Zhao of a hundred years ago."
Lin Zhao scratched his head: "The Eternal Sword Scripture is too profound, and I have only learned a little bit about it."
“It’s already pretty good.”
The White Dragon Goddess looked outside. Liu Liying and Dongzang were cooking noodles for everyone. However, the two of them only saw Lin Zhao, but could not see the White Dragon Goddess beside Lin Zhao and turned a blind eye to her.
"Son."
Liu Liying walked out of the kitchen and saluted: "Finally wake up? Breakfast will be ready soon."
"Well, good, thank you for your hard work, Liying."
Lin Zhao nodded and chuckled, also realizing that Liu Liying couldn't see Sister Bai's affairs at all.
"No need to be surprised."
The White Dragon Goddess smiled slightly and said: "I am neither a saint nor a ghost, but only those who are destined to see me can see me. Ordinary people, even the folding fan goddess like Liu Liying, cannot see me."
"I see."
Lin Zhaodao: "Sister Bai, how about you try the eel noodles from our mountain garden later?"
"ah?"
The White Dragon Goddess chuckled: "I haven't eaten for many years, so I won't taste it."
"Oh, that's how it is……"
"Okay, Xiao Zhao."
The White Dragon Goddess turned around, stretched out her hand to rub Lin Zhao's head, just like she did to the young man before, and said with a smile: "Sister Bai has returned to the sword to warm up her sword spirit, so don't slack off. In this situation where the sacred mountain has fallen, we will
It is inevitable that such a sword will be used again, and this sword will definitely not be as simple as killing a mere Thirteenth Realm Bailan a hundred years ago."
Her beautiful eyes were like water, and she said softly: "This sword should seek justice for both heaven and earth."
"yes!"
Lin Zhao solemnly clasped his fists and nodded, saluting Sister Bai. When he raised his head, the White Dragon Goddess had turned into a wisp of white light and penetrated into the sword body, returning to the Dragon Slaying Sword again.
However, Sister Bai's return made Lin Zhao more and more certain that with Sister Bai's sword, his plan would probably be more secure. In fact, the chance of success of the previous plan was only 30%, but with Bai
With my sister here, the chance of winning is at least 70%!
Therefore, Lin Zhao continued to practice swordsmanship and boxing diligently, without focusing on the feedback from the upper world.
In fact, regardless of whether the upper realm is willing to adopt Lin Zhao's response strategy, Lin Zhao will lead many of the upper five realms of the Snowy Tianchi to face powerful enemies calmly. After all, the Snowy Tianchi and the Mountain Top Villa are everyone's home.
There is no choice at all.
…
Two days later.
A drizzle enveloped the town, giving it a hint of coolness. The peach blossoms in the town became more and more delicate and delicate. The raindrops slid on the peach leaves, and the whole world was revived.
In the afternoon, an old gentleman set foot on the snowy Tianchi.
He is tall and tall, wearing a gray gown with a wine gourd hanging from his waist. He is not very good-looking, but he has a kind face.
Under the drizzle, the old gentleman's gown was soaked, but he didn't care at all. He still slowly followed the mountain path up the mountain, smiling at everything on the mountain and down the mountain. He had heard about this place for a long time, but he had never been there before.
, now that it has really come, my heart is full of expectations.
On the way to the mountainside, a sword-solving stone stood by the roadside.
"ah?"
The old gentleman looked at the big characters on the Jie Jian Stone and was slightly confused. He lowered his head and looked at his whole body. He didn't seem to be carrying any weapons or equipment. The only solid object was an old jade hanging around his waist.
This old jade is simple and unpretentious, but it is full of awe-inspiring aura.
Well, I am not a sword cultivator who can reach heaven and earth, so I have nothing to learn about swordsmanship.
Just as he was about to leave, he saw a tiger walking out of the Tiger Temple not far away. He was dressed in white and had a heroic face. He was extremely graceful and looked like a divine figure.
But when he saw the old gentleman, Su Shanjun's body swayed, and his Taoist heart was almost unstable. He knelt down with a "pop" and kowtowed on the ground. While kowtowing, he glanced in the air:
"Old Han, what are you waiting for? Kowtow!"
"oh oh……"
Among the clouds, Han Buyu, the Eleventh Level Cloud Master, floated to the ground and knelt on the ground side by side with Su Shanjun, kowtowing non-stop.
"Okay, okay~~~"
The old gentleman couldn't help but smile and said: "Su Shanjun, Han Jianxian, don't be so polite. We Confucians don't pay attention to these things. You just sit in the world and perform your duties."
"yes!"
Su Shanjun nodded repeatedly: "Please listen to your teachings!"
The old gentleman continued to climb the mountain.
His steps are very steady. Although his appearance can be regarded as old, he is full of energy and his burly figure does not even look like a scholar. With a sword, he can be called a martial artist.
Walking all the way to the south gate of Baicheng, he saw a sloppy man with an unruly posture lying on the south gate. Now he was the commander of the guards of the south gate of Baicheng. When he glanced at the old man slowly walking up the mountain in the distance, Tang Guangjun almost
He was so frightened that he was so strong in the holy way that Tang Guangjun had never seen him before during his lifetime!
After all, Tang Guangjun was a well-known figure in the ancestral court of the military family. He had also followed his master and the master visited Confucian Wenlin several times. He knew several masters and deputy masters of Confucian Wenlin, but those old masters had
The luck of the Holy Path is simply not comparable to that of the old gentleman in front of me.
He can guess who is coming with his toes. When this person comes, the literary fortune of the whole world will become richer!
"Plop!"
Tang Guangjun turned over and jumped down from the city, unable to kneel down.
The old gentleman glanced at him and couldn't help but laugh, as if he was looking at a piece of dog shit. He bypassed Tang Guangjun and entered the town.
Tang Guangjun did not raise his head, and was covered in sweat. This man's cultivation level was higher than that of the leader, and his combat power might be higher than that of the leader. I heard that his temper was not very good, and he was definitely someone who could not be offended!
Fortunately, he didn't give Tang Guangjun a kick in the butt, which made Tang Guangjun quite excited and lucky.
…
In the small town, the old gentleman walked around.
I admired the peach blossoms by the River God Temple. The wind and rain scenery in the world has been gone for a long time, and I liked it very much. Then I walked to the stone bridge. The deck of the stone bridge was moistened by the drizzle. The old gentleman was standing on the stone bridge.
I picked off the mud from the soles of my feet on the steps of the bridge, then stood on the stone bridge and watched the water flowing under the bridge.
Deep in the water, Mrs. Xu, the Goddess of the River, was dressed in a pale golden dress and looked like a twenty-year-old girl. She was so frightened that she did not dare to say a word. She had suffered too many losses and had already learned to be smart.
People who appear to be unattractive in appearance are more likely to be in the upper five realms and be true gods.
Moreover, as soon as this old gentleman came, Mrs. Xu became extremely irritable. She felt like Qin Suihan back then and Gu Lingyu standing on the bridge today, coming with a lot of knowledge.
The feeling of telling herself what is right and wrong made her very irritated.
Now, the old man is standing on the bridge. Mrs. Xu is more irritable than when she faced Qin Suihan. Her heart is about to burst. From this, it can be deduced that this bad old man is probably in a worse state than Qin Suihan back then.
If it's higher, how scary would that be?
So, Mrs. Xu knelt down deep in the water, not daring to move.
Fortunately, the old man did not look at Mrs. Xu at all. He just looked at the flowing water and the swimming fish, and said with emotion: "The dead are like this, and they don't give up day and night. It has always been like this. The origin of all things is just reincarnation."
As he said that, he raised his head and looked at the villa on the top of the mountain. In the flowing water of this world, there would always be a few fish jumping out of the water, surprising an era, and his little disciple was one of them.
In fact, there is no need for him to go down to the world in person. After all, the cost of reaching the mortal world in the fifteenth realm is unimaginable. But the old man also understands that if he wants to come, he will not only send an imperial seal, but also meet this young disciple.
, otherwise it would be somewhat unjustifiable for me as my husband’s husband’s husband.
In the alley, there is a storyteller telling stories.
A group of children carried small stools and sat neatly in rows. They all opened their eyes wide and listened to the scholar's story.
The storybook spoken by the storyteller comes from the stories circulated in the world. It tells the story of Lu Chen in Shuzhou, but it has been "polished" a lot. For example, the mountain owner of the villa on the top of Tianchi Mountain in the snowy area beheaded with one stroke.
The dragon sword swept across the invincible, slashing the fourteenth level of the demon race to the point where they howled and moaned in pain. Finally, Gu Yanshu, the human race's sinner, was subdued with one punch.
The old gentleman touched his palms and chuckled, it was wonderful, and he listened to it for a long time.
…
Natural home.
Lin Zhao, who was drawing talisman in front of his desk, suddenly felt a sense of literary talent in the Ling Ruins. A sword heart buzzed, and a strong aura of awe-inspiring power echoed in his body. The books placed on the desk also
There is a constant breeze stirring it.
Obviously, a literary sage has come to the snowy Tianchi, and he may be a super sage!
He stood up immediately: "Everyone, go up the mountain and follow me to the foot of the mountain to greet the distinguished guests!"
