Lin Zhao frowned, feeling that he had no merit and no reward. Accepting the Haoran Golden Order was for the sake of the world, which was understandable, but accepting the gift from the old gentleman seemed not so calm.
"I know what you're thinking."
The Holy Master smiled softly and said: "Xiao Zhao, you are a disciple of Sui Han. Sui Han is my disciple, so you are my great disciple. I will give a sword tip to my great disciple. This is disgraceful."
It’s reasonable and reasonable, hurry up and accept it.”
"yes!"
Lin Zhao knelt down again and took the sword tip from the hands of the Holy Master. He felt that the sword tip was filled with awe-inspiring aura, which was even stronger than the awe-inspiring aura at the tip of the Khan Ox Sword and the Flying Sword. After all, Qin
The husband is just a Confucian sage, but the old gentleman is the most holy teacher. There is still a big gap in seniority.
"The origin of this sword tip has been a long time ago."
The Holy Master helped Lin Zhao stand up and said with a smile: "Back then, when I was young, I was actually a swordsman. I also thought about traveling around the world with a sword, and I also cultivated to the level of sword cultivation in the Return to True Realm, but later I became a swordsman.
I found that what was lacking most in the world was not swordsmanship but knowledge, so I changed from a swordsman to a scholar."
He looked at the sword tip held in Lin Zhao's palm and said with a smile: "During a battle with the enemy, my sword was broken, and it was never recast. I made the sword tip into a carving knife.
From now on, as I carve slips and engage in learning, this moment will last for many years, and the tip of the sword has also turned into a sacred object under the influence of literary movement."
He looked at Lin Zhao and said with a smile: "This sword tip may not be very strong, but it is more than enough as your fourth natal flying sword. It can be used to fight injustices, and it can also be used to carve slips. It is extremely convenient."
Lin Zhao couldn't help but laugh and said respectfully: "Lin Zhao, thank you, sir, sir, sir."
The old gentleman held his forehead: "It's really hard to speak..."
"That's called Master?" Lin Zhao asked.
"It's not very good either."
The old gentleman smiled and said: "If you have trouble speaking, just be more restrained. It will make you look more friendly."
"yes!"
Lin Zhao nodded respectfully.
In fact, although the Holy Master has a wide range of teachings, there are actually some differences between closeness and distance. For example, among his direct disciples, the most beloved disciple of the Holy Master is Mr. Fu Sheng, so
He regarded Mr. Fu Sheng as his true heir.
As for Mr. Fu Sheng, his favorite among his disciples is Qin Suihan. When Qin Suihan comes here, his only disciple is Lin Zhao. Therefore, in the eyes of the most holy master, Lin Zhao should be the third
Among all the disciples, he is the one closest to me, the old man.
What's more, he is Lin Baiyi in the Snow Land Tianchi, and he is the young man who cut down Bailan in the Thirteenth Realm with his sword. Therefore, in terms of emotion, reason, and character, the most favorite among the third generation disciples of the Holy Master is still Lin Zhao.
"Xiao Zhao."
The Holy Master suddenly sighed: "In this situation of the fall of the sacred mountain, you put yourself and the snow-covered Tianchi at the forefront. Have you ever thought about dying?"
"Thought about it."
Lin Zhao frowned and said: "But...if the world really needs Lin Zhao to die, Lin Zhao will not frown. After all, this is what Mr. Wang did back then."
"good."
The Holy Master smiled in approval, then looked towards the distant mountains and said softly: "Of course, if you can, don't die. I also want to go back to your mountain top garden and taste the craftsmanship of you and Dong Zang again!"
"
"Okay, Lin Zhao will definitely do his best!"
"Okay, it's time to go."
The body of the Holy Master slowly rose into the air without much movement, and he bowed to Lin Zhao in the air.
Lin Zhao bowed in the same salute, keeping his waist very low.
The next moment, the Holy Master turned into a golden ripple and disappeared in the wind. He had already ascended and returned to the upper realm. There was not much movement. He ascended to the fifteenth realm quietly, just in response to the sentence "The Great Way to the End".
simple.
Lin Zhao looked up, with endless longing in his heart. When would he be able to reach the Thirteenth Realm? When he wanted to go to the upper world, he would visit his master, his senior brother, his senior sister, his husband who wanted to visit him, and even the saint.
Any teacher can do it.
It's a pity that the great road is in vain. I haven't even reached the eleventh realm, and the thirteenth realm is even further away.
…
Shortly after.
Huang Tingyu, Zhu Zhi, Tang Guangjun, and Lin Zhujie went up the mountain. Huang Tingyu cupped his fists and said: "Mountain Master, the Great Shang Dynasty sent people over. The eldest princess Zhao Shutong wants to dock a spiritual boat directly at the top of the mountain.
, is that okay? Then Zhao Shutong is here to find you."
"Can."
"yes."
Huang Tingyu turned around and spoke to his heart in the distance.
Soon after, Zhi Zhi dispersed the restrictions on the mountain top, and a spirit boat broke through the clouds and landed on the side of the mountain. On the deck of the spirit boat, the eldest princess Zhao Shutong was dressed in a long skirt and floating down with a long sword.
On the top of the mountain, behind her, ministers from the Great Shang Dynasty stepped off the spirit boat with the support of the accompanying monks.
These ministers have the lowest rank from the second rank. Li Chunyang, Lin Yan, Zhao Qiyang and other ministers are among them, but Wen Hao, who is the general of the first rank to assist the country, is not among them.
As for the reason, either because he had no face to meet Lin Zhao, or because he had no real power in his hands, Zhao Shutong did not include him at all when he led everyone to the mountain top garden.
In the blink of an eye, 20 high-ranking civil and military officials from the Great Shang Dynasty lined up on the top of the mountain one by one, including Chen Xi, Lin Ruo, Lu Fengxian and other six palace ministers. Zhao Shutong stood at the front and said: "Shuai Lin, Confucian scholar.
Lin’s most precious treasure... Haoran’s Golden Order has been conferred on you?”
"Um."
Lin Zhao flicked his palm, and an awe-inspiring golden order rich in literary movement suddenly appeared in his hand, making the entire mountain shine brightly, and literary movement surged.
"As expected..."
Zhao Shutong's heart was pounding. At this moment, she finally confirmed that Lin Zhao had indeed obtained the approval of the four great ancestral courts in the upper world and was the real marshal of the human race. Let alone the lower world. If he
If you want, you can even intervene in the battle in the upper world from a distance.
"Everyone, what are you waiting for?"
The eldest princess glanced at the people behind her and immediately knelt down on one knee, clasped her fists and said respectfully: "Zhao Shutong, see Lin Shuai!"
Behind him, a group of civil and military ministers all knelt down and clasped their fists together: "See Lin Shuai!"
Lin Zhao had witnessed this kind of battle a hundred years ago, but the authority of his commander Lin at that time was by no means as high as it is today. Now, if he holds the Haoran Golden Order, he can not only command the secular dynasty of the human race, but also command
The monk on the mountain, calling him the lord of the human race is not too much.
The reason why Zhao Shutong brought the ministers of the Great Shang Dynasty to pay homage here was probably because of the opinions of the Confucian Academy. As long as the Great Shang Dynasty was willing to bow its head, other forces in the world would naturally bow their heads to the monks on the mountain.
It is also a wake-up call.
"Shuai Lin!"
Zhao Shutong said respectfully: "Now, we have used a large number of mountain monks to build formations and moved a general worship platform from Baidi City to Ziyun Mountain. The general worship ceremony should be held sooner rather than later. It will be held this afternoon.
All the second-rank and above officials from the Great Shang Dynasty will be present, shall we go to Ziyun Mountain now to prepare for the ceremony of conferring generals in the afternoon?"
"ah?"
Lin Zhao was stunned: "Do we still need to pay attention to these red tapes?"
"need."
Zhao Shutong smiled and said: "The Golden Order given to Haoran by the Confucian Wenlin is the imperial edict for Lin Shuai on the mountain. Naturally, the imperial edict for Lin Shuai in the world must be extremely grand. His Majesty has to be in the capital, so he cannot come. This is a tribute.
The grand ceremony for the conferment of the imperial seal was held by Zhao Shutong on behalf of His Majesty, but the preparations were hasty, and I hope that Lin Shuai will not dislike the shabby ceremony."
"Shuai Lin."
Chen Xi clasped his fists and said: "This catastrophe may come at any time, so time is the most precious to us. After the sealing ceremony is completed this afternoon, Commander Lin can take office and begin to plan the layout of our human race's country and deploy troops."
That’s it.”
Lin Ruo nodded, with excitement in his eyes. As a member of the Lin family, Lin Ruo was actually the happiest person to see Lin Zhao reach the top, and Lin Zhao today is better than Lin Baiyi a hundred years ago!
As for Zhao Qiyang, Lin Yan and others, their expressions were uncertain, and no one knew what they were thinking.
But no matter how they planned it before, Di Lin Fanchen, the sage master of the fifteenth realm, personally gave Haoran the Golden Order to Lin Zhao. This news has spread throughout the mountains. At this time, no one in the world will stiffen their necks and become Lin Baiyi's enemy.
, that is to be an enemy of the entire world of scholars, and you will definitely get no benefits.
Lin Zhao turned around, looked at Huang Tingyu and others, and said: "Lao Huang is in charge of the snow-covered Tianchi. Zhu Zhi, Yu Wanning, and Lin Zhujie will follow me to Ziyun Mountain to attend the imperial conferment ceremony."
"yes!"
Gardenia, Yu Wan Ning, and Lin Zhujie all had smiles on their faces.
Huang Tingyu said angrily: "Why don't you let me, Old Huang, follow you? Is it because my sword blade is not sharp enough?"
Tang Guangjun crossed his arms and said, "Brother Huang, please stop complaining. Didn't you see the intention of the mountain owner? Only bring those women who are like fish and geese, and the clean-looking forest bamboo knots, so that you won't lose the mountain top garden."
Face, as for us ugly ones..."
"Okay, okay, I don't want to hear it."
Huang Tingyu's Taoist heart was about to collapse.
Zhao Shutong, Chen Xi, Lin Ruo, Lu Fengxian and others all laughed. The atmosphere of the mountain top garden was indeed good.
…
In the morning, everyone went to Ziyun Mountain.
Not only did a magnificent platform for worshiping generals be moved to Ziyun Mountain, but countless tents were set up outside the Mountain God Temple not far from the platform. The imperial dining room in the palace was about to be moved there, and spiritual boats kept coming to support them.
Su Changcheng flew in from the teleportation array and delivered various ingredients. It was definitely indispensable to reward everyone before the sealing ceremony.
Lin Zhujie was overjoyed and secretly said to Lin Zhao: "Mountain Master, in other words... can you enjoy the palace chef's cooking for this lunch?"
"Look at your prospects." Lin Zhao said angrily.
Lin Zhujie smiled shyly and was a little embarrassed. Although he knew that it was not good for the great swordsman of the Twelve Realms to be like this, he was really looking forward to the meal at noon. Who could stand the royal meal plus an open-air picnic?
Not far from the general worship platform, a handsome tent was set up.
Lin Zhao took Gao Zhi, Yu Wanning, and Lin Zhujie to sit in the commander's tent. When he sat beside the commander, he felt that he had not felt this way for a long time, and he felt inexplicably excited.
At noon, more and more people came to congratulate and watch the ceremony. Not only a large number of princes and ministers from the secular dynasty came, but also many great monks from the mountain. Lin Wanhua, Long Dongjun, Xiao Muhan, Chen Mengjun and others all arrived.
Now, these great monks are sitting not far away, waiting for a meal.
