In the brocade box, 2,000 green money were neatly placed.

Lin Zhao was stunned.

“So many?”

"Um."

Chen Yu smiled slightly and said, "Don't think it's too much. Now you are just a first-level sword cultivator, so you have given less. Do you know? Liu Zhi and Luo Yang, who are in the villa, have to consume about 10,000 yuan of Qingfeng money every month, otherwise... why do people in the world say that spiritual cultivation consumes money?"

"Um!"

Lin Zhao nodded: "How should I use these green horns and money? I have never practiced with green horns and money."

Chen Yu couldn't help laughing and said, "Open your hands and activate your spiritual energy, which appears in your palm."

"oh?"

Lin Zhao opened his right hand and thought, and the Lingxu in his body moved, and the three sword lakes in the Lingxu also moved along. Suddenly, a blue spiritual vortex appeared in his palm, which looked like a blue abyss, slowly turning, magnificent and gorgeous. This is a form of sword cultivation Yunjian Lake.

Chen Yu picked up two green horns and held them gently. The green horns trembled slightly, as if they had melted, turning into drops of golden spiritual energy and falling into the Yunjian Lake in Lin Zhao's palm. For a moment, the light of Yunjian Lake skyrocketed, as if it had been drought for a long time, and Lin Zhao felt awe-inspiring in his heart. A huge spiritual energy surged into his body. The bright moon in the Jian Lake in his body seemed to be happy, quickly receiving the nourishment of spiritual energy and growing faster.

“That’s it.”

Chen Yu smiled and said, "Qingfu Qian is not only a coin circulating on the mountain, but also a treasure refined with spiritual energy. Any spiritual cultivation who wants to practice magic is almost inseparable from this kind of coins on the mountain. If you rely solely on the cultivators to absorb spiritual energy between heaven and earth to practice, it would be too slow. You may die of old age before you even formed a golden elixir."

Lin Zhaoshen agreed: "It is true that the effect of external forces cannot be ignored."

"Um."

Chen Yu patted his shoulder and said, "Practice well in the villa. You can tell Dongzang about everything you need for cultivation. She will naturally go to the treasury to apply for you."

"good!"

Lin Zhao stood up and saw him off: "Thank you, Sister Chen Yu!"

"polite!"

The princess of the Dynasty dressed in the outfit of a female warrior and waved her hand at Lin Zhao without looking back: "Go back to practice."

"yes!"

Lin Zhao clasped his fists until Chen Yu left, and then returned to the room to continue practicing.

...

A few days later.

One morning, Lin Zhao woke up early and sent Xiao Jiuer to the school. After returning to the villa, he returned to the villa and slapped a punch to continue to consolidate the foundation of the sixth level of martial artist. After one punch, the martial artist's realm did not change much. Instead, there was a storm in the spiritual ruins, and a powerful spiritual energy continued to rise deep in the body, and finally it seemed like a conflict of some kind of shackles.

"Buzz~~~"

The Lingxu and Qihai instantly expanded several times, and the three Yunjian Lakes also flourished a lot. The bright moon swirled and flew rapidly in the first Yunjian Lake, cheering and thrilling.

The realm has been broken, the sword cultivator of the second realm of heart movement!

"Um!?"

Not far away, a door opened, and a girl holding a sword in a white dress walked out. It was Feng Zhi. She opened her beautiful eyes wide, looked at Lin Zhao's appearance, and smiled and said, "It's a gratifying congratulations, the second level of sword cultivation has been cultivated!"

"Thank you!"

Lin Zhao held his fists and returned the gift.

Luo Yang's room door was also opened. Looking at Lin Zhao's refreshing look, he smiled and said, "Sword Cultivator of the Second Realm...is amazing!"

"snort!"

Lin Zhao raised his lips, gently waved his arms and pulled out a boxing sport with the intention of fisting upwards, and smiled and said, "Sarcastic, is the sixth-level sword cultivator so worthy of being proud of?"

Luo Yang frowned: "What, Lin Zhao, don't you think you can become a sixth-level sword cultivator when you are eighteen years old?"

"Six realms?"

Lin Zhao smiled faintly: "When I am eighteen years old, I will be a sword cultivator who has made golden elixirs at least?"

Wu Zhi frowned: "Eighteen years old, eighteenth level golden elixir sword cultivator? I'm thinking too much. There are not many sword immortals like this in the world. Lin Zhao, be careful, the wind flashes your tongue."

"Um."

Lin Zhao smiled: "Actually, I don't like bragging. The reason I say this is because I think if I really have this opportunity, I will definitely be a Golden Dan Sword Cultivator at the age of 18, or even higher, and it is also possible for the Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator."

"You're called..."

Luo Yang said: "It's called arrogant and arrogant, with your eyes higher than the top!"

"Maybe."

After Lin Zhao punched a punch, his whole body was covered in sweat, and his clothes were filled with the youthful spirit. He smiled at the three sixth-level girls who were watching him practice boxing in the distance and said, "Draw the screen, fog is closed, and the moon is full, is it good to me to punch?"

"nice!"

Huaping smiled and clapped her hands: "Lin Zhao, your boxing is different from other martial artists. The boxing style is really good-looking and handsome!"

Feng Yue also smiled and nodded: "It's true."

Wu Lian pursed her lips and said, "It's good to look good, but what if it's not useful?"

"The fog is hidden!"

Mu Qi pointed to the bruises on his cheeks and said, "Look at this place, do you think Lin Zhao's fists are soft? Damn... I almost beat my brain..."

Wu Lian couldn't help laughing: "Okay, okay, our Lord Lin Zhao's fist... should be OK, it's hard enough!"

...

At this time, a figure stepped into the villa on the top of the mountain, wearing armor, gray-haired beard, and carrying two swords behind him. It was Huang Tingyu, the deputy commander of the Tianchi Army who claimed to be a sword immortal, and a group of guards with good cultivation were followed behind him.

"Deputy coach!"

Lin Zhao and everyone held their fists together to salute.

"Um."

Huang Tingyu said, "Lin Zhao, you have been in charge of the mountaintop villa. The top ten people in our mountaintop villa are not the most beautiful embroidered pillows. The Great Chen Dynasty devotes all its national strength to cultivate you. I hope you can all grow into independent strong people. Now there is a task of tempering for you. I hope you can live up to the expectations of me and Shuai Chu."

Lin Zhao nodded: "Please tell me, sir."

"Three hundred miles northwest of the Snowy Tianchi Lake, there is a ginkgo forest. It was covered with ginkgo trees, but in the past few years it has been cold winter. This ginkgo forest has been covered with heavy snow. Not long ago, our fellow monks discovered that a cultivator of the Nascent Soul Realm was practicing in this ginkgo forest, so your first task is to secretly sneak into this ginkgo forest, kill this Nascent Soul Realm monster, and bring its demon pill back."

"Ninth Soul Realm?"

Wu Zhi was slightly stunned. She knew too well how big the gap was caused by the huge difference in realm. A cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm and a demon clan. He killed a cultivator in the Sixth Realm. The sixth Realm martial artist should be able to kill in seconds. Moreover, the gap in realm is there, and the other party's insight and perception will be far better than that of oneself. What is the difference between this task and a death?

"Master Huang."

Lin Zhao also frowned and said, "Is the Yuanying Realm too high? You might as well let us assassinate a great demon in the upper fifth realm."

"No prospect."

Huang Tingyu stroked his beard and said, "I asked you to assassinate me, but I'm not asking you to kill me head-on. Is it so difficult to kill eleven sixth realms and one nineth realms? Lin Zhao, you are the captain, do you think it's really impossible to complete it?"

"Not really."

Lin Zhao frowned.

"ah!?"

Wu Zhi stared at Lin Zhao with beautiful eyes: "Don't you really want to take on this mission? A group of six realms are all lambs, and a nine realms are tigers. No matter how many there are, they will die."

"Not necessarily, we need to create conditions."

Lin Zhao looked at Huang Tingyu and said, "Old Huang, let's kill this Nascent Soul monk, but there are conditions."

"you say."

"First, our group of people have a low level. Once they arrive at that ginkgo forest, they will be prone to being prescient. So they need to find a way to cover up our breath so that we can have the possibility of surprise attacks and assassination."

"Can."

Huang Tingyu nodded: "I, Old Sword Immortal Huang, can cover the breath of you eleven people by sending out a wisp of sword energy."

"Is it true?" Mu Qian clenched his nostrils.

"Shut up, it's true!"

Huang Tingyu was furious: "Don't interrupt if you are a little bastard, Lin Zhao, you continue."

"Um."

Lin Zhao nodded: "Secondly, we need time to prepare and cannot set out immediately. In addition, can we bring magic weapons, weapons, etc. outside of us?"

"cannot."

Huang Tingyu said, "What's the point of buying a bunch of immortal treasures and killing a demon clan's Yuanying monk with a mouthful of essence and true energy? You can only bring what you have with you at this moment."

"Where is the talisman?"

Lin Zhao asked: "I wrote it myself, can I bring it?"

"Can."

Huang Tingyu nodded: "There is something else?"

"It's gone! We'll set out in three days."
To be continued...