Late at night, White Fish Creek.

...

A swordsman in white clothes slowly paced on the water surface. A layer of thin golden text on the water surface was stepped on by him. Just under the water, strands of green color gathered into long hair. The He Po breathed a long sigh of relief and finally floated out of Qin Suihan's ban, knelt on the water surface, and cried sadly.

"Are you here?" she said.

"Um."

The white-clothed swordsman nodded and said, "Here I've come, I've heard of many things. Today, I might as well tell you openly what dissatisfaction you have with me over the years, so there is no need to hide it."

"I...I..."

The He Po, named Mrs. Xu, cried sadly and said, "My golden body is getting shaky day by day, there is no incense here, which children always pee in front of the temple, and they are extremely fishy every day. I... I really can't see any future. Since you... Since you are a soldier immortal in the ancestral courtyard of the military corps, why... why can't you give me a river god, or a river god, at least... I can live in a larger cave and a palace..."

"Are you worthy?"

The white-clothed swordsman suddenly became sharp and said, "Ha Po has you been doing your duty over the years? Have you ever saved one of those children who fell into the water and drowned? Every summer when heavy rains come, have you ever flooded the fields that can be submerged for less than an inch? Say you have no incense, but have you ever blessed any people?"

"I...I..."

Mrs. Xu cried again.

"Enough!"

The white-clothed swordsman raised his eyebrows and said, "I, Han Xin, kept your soul for you back then. When I was shaping a golden body, I, Han Xin, have already done so many things for you over the years? What about you? I just kept asking for it, have you ever really thought about doing what you are doing well? All these are secondary. You actually wanted to drown Lin Zhao. Do you know that Lin Zhao is the junior brother of the military saint Ding Muchen? Do you know that if Ding Muchen takes his anger on me, how can I deal with myself in the military ancestral court?"

He gritted his teeth: "I think others are wrong in everything, and I never do my own good. The Confucian villain asks everyone to say that people are like you!"

Mrs. Xu cried in tears.

"alright."

The soldier immortal Han Xin smiled coldly and said, "The Sage of Soldiers is still waiting for my reply. It is the most suitable thing for me, Han Xin, to do this. I have to repay all the kindness of the meal back then. It is because you are willing to spare no blessings. And you can't live up to the matter of your assassination of Lin Zhao."

As he said that, he suddenly punched him, and a "bang" sounded softly. Mrs. Xu rolled out on the water. When it settled, her golden body was completely broken.

"This punch will destroy your golden body."

Han Xin said coldly: "You and I have been kind enough to this end. From now on, I will be your Hepo and make a golden body by yourself. If you don't have this ability and blessing, you will turn into a soul and dissipate between heaven and earth. The cause and effect in the world have always been like this."

"well……"

Mrs. Xu was shocked and finally saw the power of the thunder of this Soldier Immortal. She knelt on the water and kowtowed her again and again before she leaned over and sank into the bottom of the water. Han Xin frowned, closed her fists and walked back to the villa on the top of the mountain.

...

In the early morning, the mountaintops were filled with clouds and mist.

Early in the morning, people from Changming Mountain came, and Lin Qing'er and a group of disciples arrived at the villa on the top of the mountain.

"Lin Jianxian!"

Wu Zhi, Luo Yang, Mu Zuo and others bowed their fists.

In the five matches on the Snowy Land Tianchi, Lin Qing'er's battle was too satisfying. Nine swords killed the twelve-level monster Wenchang, which shocked the world. It can be said that in addition to the Qingshanke, Lin Qing'er's performance was the most outstanding in the entire Snowy Land Tianchi. He killed the Great Demon Wenchang, which can be said to have a sigh of anger for the human race.

"Uh-huh!"

Lin Qing'er was very polite and smiled, "Is Lin Zhao here? I'll pick up Su Sakejiu and return to the mountain."

“There is there.”

In the main room, Lin Zhao and Miss Dongzang packed everything for Xiao Jiuer together, and there were piles of various sage books, as well as pens, ink, paper and inkstones. Lin Zhao even wrote more than a dozen silver demon-suppressing talismans and gave them to Xiao Jiuer, telling her that if she encountered monsters, she would use the demon-suppressing talisman. It worked so well. The girl was not so sad. She hid a stack of demon-suppressing talismans in her arms. When I miss Brother Lin Zhao, I would check it out. As for whether it was able to suppress demons, was it that important?

However, when leaving, Xiao Jiuer was still crying, crying very sadly. She hugged Lin Zhao and refused to let go. After comforting Lin Zhao for a long time, she held a beautiful senior sister's hand and prepared to go on the road.

"Lin Zhao..."

Lin Qing'er glanced at the boy in front of her, frowned, and said, "Borrow a step to speak?"

"good."

He followed Lin Qing'er to a willow tree on the side of the road. Lin Qing'er turned around and said, "Although the Demon Ancestor and the Demon Emperor were both cut down by your senior brother, the Demon Clan and the Demon Clan army are still eyeing the north and may go south at any time. Now the major mountain sects of the Great Shang Dynasty are preparing for war. Do you want to... go to Changming Mountain with me? I can still be able to be the deputy mountain lord, otherwise if you stay here, the possibility of living will be extremely low."

Lin Jianxian doesn't turn around and says whatever he says.

Lin Zhao was a little embarrassed and said, "It's okay, it's time to live. If this world really needs me to die in battle and die in the world, I have no reason to retreat. My home is here, and my father and mother's graves are here. Where else can I go?"

"All right."

Lin Qing'er nodded and smiled, "If the war is over, you are still here, I will bring Xiao Jiuer back to see you regularly. You can also travel around the world and go to our Changming Mountain to see. Our Changming Mountain is beautiful, aren't you still married? Perhaps, in the future, I will find someone from Changming Mountain to be a Taoist couple for you, and it is guaranteed to be a very beautiful and virtuous person with extremely high swordsmanship."

Lin Zhao couldn't help laughing: "This... I don't need a Taoist couple. I'd better choose it myself. But Changming Mountain... I might really go if I have the chance. First, I come to visit Lin Jianxian, and second, I come to visit Xiao Jiuer."

"Uh-huh!"

Lin Qing'er smiled and said, "You are welcome to visit at any time, let's leave..."

"I'll send it soon."

Lin Zhao took the group of people like Wu Zhi, Luo Yang and others to look at them from afar. Soon after, Lin Qing'er held Xiao Jiuer and took the sword into the air, and the female disciples of Changming Mountain also left with their swords one by one. It seemed as if there were rays of flowing light flying in the air, which was very gorgeous.

"Xiao Jiuer is gone too..."

Wu Zhi pursed her red lips: "There will probably be less lively in the villa on the top of the mountain in the future."

"Um."

Lin Zhao looked back at everyone and smiled and said, "As a soldier of the Great Chen Dynasty, we have already supported the country for a long time. Don't think so much. I don't know how many people can survive in the next battle!"

Mu Zuo raised his thumb and said, "Sir, this is what he said... I feel so, grandma, too. The next battle will inevitably be very tragic. The demon clan and the demon clan will use all their power. Our Tianchi Army will be the first to be affected. It is hard to say how many people can survive."

"It's true!"

The other people also nodded repeatedly.

Only Wu Zhi narrowed his beautiful eyes and smiled and said, "No matter what you do, you can follow Lin Zhao, even if you die in battle, there is nothing to regret. Besides, if we go into battle and kill monsters, we will make more money and will never lose money in the end."

"nature!"

Lin Zhao grinned: "When did our Shandian Villa have done a loss-making business?"

“Hahahaha~~~”

Everyone laughed, and most of the haze that was pressing on their hearts went away.

...

In the evening, the Qingshan Guest and the White-clothed Swordsman said goodbye to Lin Zhao and were about to return to the ancestral home of the military strategists in the upper realm.

"Senior Brother Third."

Lin Zhao saw him off and said, "Will you come back in the future?"

“Yes.”

Qingshanke smiled and said, "The people you care about are here, why don't you come back? However...... Cut off the Demon Ancestor and the Demon Emperor did seriously injured the senior brother. He will definitely not come back in a short period of time. At least you have to recuperate for a while. As for you... Junior Brother, diligently practice boxing and swords, my second senior sister and I are watching you in the upper world!"

"Yeah, certain."

"good."

The Qingshanke smiled slightly: "Let's go."

The white-clothed swordsman clasped his fists and smiled, saying, "Lin Zhao, the soldier Han Xin said goodbye!"

"Goodbye!"

Two strong lights soared into the sky, and they returned to the upper realm together.

Lin Zhao watched his senior brother's ascension disappear, and his heart was full of pride. He retreated to the Demon Ancestor on the Snowy Tianchi Lake with two swords, the Demon Emperor, the person who was my third senior brother. Now watching the scene of his senior brother ascending, Lin Zhao was even more envious. When can I also ascend with my sword and become the real sword immortal in that sky?

...

Real world, Ningcheng.

In the window box of the hot pot restaurant on the top floor of Ningcheng Center, two beautiful girls sat opposite each other with hot pot Shabu-shabu, and their faces were red.

“It’s a bit spicy…”

Shen Xingchen opened his mouth and yelled, quite cute.

Leng Yan smiled and said, "Today I'm not just meeting you just to eat hot pot together, right? I'm just saying that a hot pot meal is less than 1,000 yuan. The cost of flying over can be at least 50,000 yuan."

"Eighty thousand."

Shen Xingchen smiled and said, "But it's nothing. He just wants to meet you and talk about things in the game."

"Talk about the five matches on the snowy Tianchi?"

Leng Yan smiled and said, "Who is that Qingshi Soldier Saint?"

"Soldier Saint Ding Muchen!"

Shen Xingchen pursed his red lips and smiled, "The official information has been given long ago. Ding Muchen, the king of the previous "Sky Walk" in the Yueheng series, is Hexi. It is said that in the early stage of the production of "Tianxia", the official invited Ding Muchen to enter a memory clip, so he appeared in "Tianxia" as the soldier saint Ding Muchen. Those two swords are so handsome!"

"That makes sense."

Leng Yan frowned and said, "Ding Muchen is willing to leave a memory in the game for Fusu in the mountains. Because of this, there is a prophecy of the Warrior Saint. What is it called?"

"I haven't achieved success in my life, and a fairy sword is sent to the world."

Shen Xingchen said softly: "That must be a very gentle man."

"yes!"

Leng Yan smiled and said, "And Lin Zhao is his junior brother, and he is also an extremely gentle person."

"That fool?"

Shen Xingchen smiled and said, "When you mention him, your tone has changed~~~"

“Is there any?!”
Chapter completed!