"Swish~~~"

In front of me, there is a lush forest land. When Lin Zhao looked back, he had left Luoxia Village. When he opened the big map, he could see the map that he could not see before. It was located in the territory of a county town in Jeju, Huaxia District. This county town is located at the northern end of Jeju, very far from Baidi City, but very close to Yunzhou!

"God helps me!"

Lin Zhao clapped his hands gently and smiled brightly. His best idea was that this novice village belonged to Yunzhou, Yanzhou or Ningzhou, closest to the Great Wall of Fusu, and now at the northern end of Jeju, it is still acceptable. Passing through Yunzhou is Shanhaiguan. As for why he just passed through the map zone, this cannot be explained. Could it be because of his bonds in his past and present lives? Or, as the commander of the human race, his layout has won the human race for a hundred years of peace and was recognized by the way of heaven, so he has this halo similar to the senior brother's decree of heaven?

If you don’t know, then don’t care, just be able to come out.

He glanced at the distance, and his mind was decided.

Walking the official road, no wonder!

So, the Level 1 trainee swordsman carried a wooden sword and walked through the jungle and embarked on the official road of the Shang Dynasty.

...

1:40 pm.

In the official road of Yunzhou, a level 47 woodland grizzly slapped a level 1 intern swordsman to the ground with a slap, then left. After being resurrected, Lin Zhao, who was sitting on the ground to recover his strength, burst into tears. Damn, the official road is not safe. The setting of "The World" is indeed infinitely close to the reality. Even if it is the official road, the beasts do not recognize it at all. It is still necessary to fight Qiufeng.

He is indomitable and vows not to return until he reaches the Snowy Land Tianchi!

...

2:51 pm.

When Lin Zhao fell again under the sword of a level 96 forest cruiser, he was in a bad mood. The Mu Jian and Bu Yi burst out. Now he was really only a pair of shorts left! The wooden sword fell under the feet of an elite monster of level 100. Who dared to pick it up? He thought there were not enough deaths, it was already enough, and it hurts every time he died, but Lin Zhao could bear it. Compared to the death on the Tianchi Lake in the Snowland, the pain of death is just drizzle.

However, at this moment, a ringtone echoed in my ears—

"bite!"

System prompt: Congratulations, since you are the first player in the entire server to suffer more than 10,000 damage on the day of opening the server, you will obtain the skill [Perfect Defense]!

...

This is OK!?

In the skill bar, a skill button flashed out, passively.

[Perfect Defense] (S-level): Highly probable increase your own chance of defense success, and there is a certain chance to defend against the enemy's fatal blow.

"Very good!"

Lin Zhao was overjoyed. Isn’t this skill the most needed now? There are many monsters along the way. If you have this skill, you may die a few times less!

As a result, it turned out that he was thinking too much. This skill was based on a high combat power, just a means of increasing the amplitude, not an invincible means, so he was still going to die next.

The body was lying all the way through Yunzhou and arrived at Shanhaiguan at around 4 pm.

This historical pass still stands as it used to be, but the palace commander who guards Shanhaiguan is no longer Shao Shiyu. When Lin Zhao came to Shanhaiguan, he found that the martial law was already in place. Moreover, the Zhuque Camp was not only female Zhuque cavalry, but also many male Zhuque cavalry, which seemed to be a legion reform.

A male Suzaku rode a fire-red horse, riding a war horse, standing under the city wall, looking at Lin Zhao with a look of disdain, and said, "Young man, if you don't want to die, go back quickly. The martial law has been strictly enforced here. These days, the middle fifth level monks from the demon clan have been in trouble. We have lost a lot of people. You are so weak, what qualifications are you to go to the north of Shanhaiguan?"

Lin Zhao frowned and clasped his fists and said, "I really have urgent matters when I go to the north, I hope I can get along with it!"

"Stop coming!"

Zhuqueqi said coldly: "One day there are not hundreds of people like you? What qualifications do you have to tell me about compatibility?"

"It's really not enough oil or salt..."

Lin Zhao took a few steps back, looked at the city with frown, and shouted in a low voice: "I am Lin Zhao. I once knew your palace commander Shao Shiyu of Shanhaiguan, let me go!"

On the top of the city, a group of defenders laughed, while some female Suzaku cavalry covered their mouths and chuckled: "This little guy is quite interesting. Do you know Shao Shiyu? Who is Shao Shiyu?... I don't know him~~~"

Lin Zhao looked disappointed. It was only a hundred years ago. Have these people forgotten the Shao Shiyu a hundred years ago? Logically speaking, Shao Shiyu led 10,000 Suzaku to ride onto the Snowy Tianchi and the decisive battle with the demon clan should have been recorded. This is the glorious record of the Suzaku Camp. Why have everyone forgotten Shao Shiyu now?

"Get out!"

A thousand-man commander frowned and said, "Do you know Shao Shiyu? You are embarrassed. There is no palace commander called Shao Shiyu in our Zhuque Camp, and there is no one since ancient times!"

"shut up."

At this moment, an old voice came, an old woman appeared on the top of the city wearing a military armor and a sword in her arms. She frowned and looked at Lin Zhao under the city, saying, "Do you really know Shao Shiyu?"

"yes!"

"Come into the city, let me talk?"

"Okay, thank you!"

...

Lin Zhao entered the city and met the old woman in a yard in Shanhaiguan. The old woman brewed a cup of tea and handed it to him, saying, "It's been many years, but no one has mentioned this name for many years. Thinking about the age of the Young Master, what a woman, what a woman, today... no one remembers her anymore. Young man, how do you know the Young Master?"

“…”

Lin Zhao hesitated for a moment and could not say that he was Lin Zhao anymore. No one believed it. He frowned and said, "I was the reincarnation of the dead man in the snowy Tianchi. In the previous life, I was once a member of the Tianchi Army's Death Camp. By chance, I recognized the commander of the Shaoshi Palace. When Wuhou Yuehao led the Yunzhou Iron Cavalry to attack the strange cavalry, I also followed Lord Lin Zhao to attack the demon clan commander's tent. At that time, there were 17,000 cavalry of the Zhuque Camp attacking us. Our results in that battle were very brilliant, but when we came back, there were only more than 13,000 left."

"ah……"

The old woman burst into tears in an instant, and no one remembered these dusty memories. But the young man in front of her actually said exactly the same as the situation at that time. She wiped her tears and said, "Do you know, I am one of the two 1000-man commanders of the Suzaku Camp who followed Lin Shuai to fight back then."

"ah?!"

Lin Zhao was slightly stunned. He looked at the old woman carefully and murmured: "You are...you are Wang Chengyan?"

"ah?"

The old woman was struck by lightning: "You... do you still remember me?"

"Um!"

Lin Zhao nodded, why didn’t he know each other? I took you to attack the demon clan in the past seven times, but he didn’t say that, just gritted his teeth and said, “I remember, I remember… I didn’t expect to meet an old friend.”

"yes……"

The old woman nodded: "Now Master Shao has been living in the world for a hundred years, and I didn't expect anyone to remember her."

"etc."

Lin Zhao frowned and asked, "Shao Shiyu died in the world and was a hero of the human race. Why didn't anyone remember her? Could it be that later... someone deliberately concealed the facts of that year?"

"Um."

The old woman looked sad: "At that time, Master Shao Shi disobeyed Wenhou's order and led 10,000 Zhuque cavalry up the mountain to save people, which eventually led to the annihilation of 10,000 Zhuque cavalry. Therefore, Master Wen was angry and deprived of all his military achievements and removed her from the list of the palace commanders. What happened later was as you can see. Historians did not dare to record everything about her, and the world gradually forgot her merits."

"Wen Shuoyang is so unreasonable?"

Lin Zhao was secretly resentful for Shao Shiyu.

"This young man"

The old woman looked at him and said, "What are you going to do when you cross Shanhaiguan?"

"Return to the snowy sky pool."

Lin Zhao said in a deep voice: "I have to go back and take a look no matter what, otherwise I will feel uneasy."

"That's how..."

The old woman thought for a while and said, "Look, I am old now, but I am highly respected in Shanhaiguan. I am currently a nanny who teaches Jiandao in the army. You have a hard road along the way, so why not do this. I will send a carriage and a few Suzaku cavalry to escort you all the way to Fusu Great Wall. After that, I will be helpless. The army of Da Shang is only from Fusu Great Wall."

"It's not true?"

Lin Zhao was stunned: "When did it happen?"

"About ten years ago, the four northern tribes are ready to move again."

"I know, if that's the case, thank you nanny!"

"You and I have a fate, so you don't have to be polite."

Not long after, a military carriage galloped, followed by a total of sixteen tall and large Suzaku riders. Lin Zhao sat in the car, and finally he didn't have to worry about being killed by monsters again!

...

The carriage was very fast and arrived at the Fusu Great Wall at around 5 o'clock in the evening.

Nowadays, the spiritual energy on the Fusu Great Wall has become much thinner. It was probably because the Soldier Saint used the Fusu Sword once, and the Sword Cultivator on the Fusu Great Wall is no longer the sign of the prosperity of the martial artists. There are not many people on the top of the city. However, there are many sword cultivators sitting in dilapidated restaurants in warming up the sword intent. Some martial artists are competing with each other, and the fists are roaring, and one of them is even a martial artist on the sea level!

Lin Zhao looked at it from afar, feeling a little moved. Back then, I was also a martial artist in the Eighth Realm. He was a golden war god courage, and he was invincible with iron fists. Now that he is revisiting the old place, his cultivation has long disappeared. A level 1 slag is embarrassed to deal with these big guys in the Fusu Great Wall.

"passer?"

On a low broken wall, a middle-aged man sneered at Lin Zhao and said, "After the turtle grandsons of Da Shang became cowardly again, there has been no newcomer in Fusu Great Wall for many years~~~ Boy, you are so weak, are you looking for death when you come to Fusu Great Wall?"

"No, no..."

Lin Zhao looked at this man and felt that the martial arts aura was so strong that he was very strong, so he clasped his fists and smiled: "Dare you ask this elder brother, the martial arts man in the fifth realm?"

"Tsk tsk, although people are weak, they have a good vision!"

The other party took a sip of wine and smiled and said, "Fusu Great Wall, Liu Xilong, born to be a general, a martial artist in the eleventh realm of Tianyuan realm!"

"ah!?"

Lin Zhao almost laughed out loud, acquaintance, Liu Xilong is getting uglier and uglier over the years. Although he knows him, Lin Zhao dare not be too arrogant. After all, the other party can kill him with one punch a hundred times, so he clasped his fists and said, "Awesome... I dare to ask my brother, who is the master of the Fusu Great Wall now? Lu Xinghe, the old sword immortal, died in the battle in the world. He should be the junior leader in the Fusu Great Wall now?"

"Um."

Liu Xilong smiled slightly, with pride in his eyes and said, "Now the great sword immortal Lin Wanhua, who is at the peak of the twelve realms, guards the Fusu Great Wall. Her sword is enough to prevent the demon clan from looking south at the Fusu Great Wall!"
To be continued...