The boy returned and traveled south for more than a month.

...

Late at night, the villa on the top of the mountain.

Xiao Jiuer seemed to have become a decoration on Lin Zhao's body. She kept holding Lin Zhao's hand and refused to let go. She had to follow him wherever she went. She kept reciting poems for Lin Zhao. Lin Zhao was also extremely patient and picked up the little girl and placed it on the carved railing. She held a bowl of fried rice made in the kitchen in her hand. While eating, she listened to Xiao Jiuer recited poems.

Not long after, Xiao Jiuer's inventory was emptied, and all the few poems he could recite were memorized. He jumped off the railing, gave Lin Zhao a big hug, and went to Lin Zhao's room to copy his homework with candles.

"Little stone."

Lin Zhao turned around, looked at the boy who had grown a lot, and smiled and said, "How are you practicing boxing?"

Xiao Shitou pursed his lips and thought it was finally my turn to take the school exam, so he fisted and said, "Try it?"

"good!"

The two martial artists walked down the corridor and came to the center of the courtyard. Xiao Shitou instantly sank and pulled a farmer's three-fist fist. Lin Zhao put one hand behind him, just poked out a left fist and smiled and said, "Let you punch you, even if you pass the test."

"One word is certain!"

The little stone rushed towards him quickly, and the howling fist wind surprised Lin Zhao. How old is the stinky brat now? He is already at the second level of martial arts? So, can Xiao Shitou be a martial arts genius?

Lin Zhao's martial artist's posture towards the fist was already quite elegant, and the attack of blocking Xiao Shitou with one hand was a piece of cake. The martial artist in the seventh level made Xiao Shitou's quick attack with twenty or thirty punches without success!

"Okay, okay..."

Lin Zhao pressed Xiao Shitou's forehead with a handful of true energy, and pushed him away with a slight delivery. He smiled and said, "You need to practice more. It seems that you, a second-level martial artist, are not very strong."

Xiao Shitou pouted and was angry, and went back to practice boxing.

Lin Zhao frowned. The brat couldn't afford to lose, but this kind of temperament that he was unwilling to admit defeat, refused to admit defeat, and was unwilling to lose was indeed very suitable for practicing boxing. With this strength, no matter how bad the martial artist's level is, he would not be much worse in the future.

...

At this time, the gate of the courtyard opened and the group stepped into the villa on the top of the mountain. There were ten young people from the Great Chen Dynasty. They were carrying long swords and the girl in white clothes was walking first, followed by Luo Yang, who was also wearing white clothes and white armor, and then Mu Zuo in soft armor. The group was already the centurion of the Tianchi Army's Death Camp.

"See sir!"

Everyone stood in a row in front of Lin Zhao, holding their fists and saluting.

"Um!"

Lin Zhao returned the gift and said with a smile: "Everyone has changed a lot. Are you still used to the one-month military camp life?"

“Habited.”

Wu Zhi smiled slightly, and his beautiful eyes swept around Lin Zhao, saying, "Have you broken through the realm? A seventh level martial artist, a third level sword cultivator?"

"Um."

Lin Zhao nodded: "The realm that was broken on the other side of the Fusu Great Wall."

"It seems that the legend is not false..."

Mu Qian smiled and said, "The geese pass by and pluck the feather forest three times. Once you pass the Great Wall, you are like the New Year. I heard that the adults have hammered the natural sword seeds on the Fusu Great Wall. They are born with the natural sword seeds and the natural love seeds. And they also did a business and reaped the annual revenue of the Fusu Great Wall. It's so fierce... the example of our martial artists..."

Lin Zhao was embarrassed: "I won't say this... the gossip about Fusu Great Wall, I'm sorry."

Wu Zhi, Hua Ping, Gu Luan and other women covered their mouths and chuckled.

Lin Zhao looked at the master, felt the intensity of everyone's breath, and said, "Bai Zhi, Luo Yang, Mu Zuo, have you all broken the realm?"

"Um!"

Wu Zhi nodded and said, "Luo Yang and I are now both Sword Cultivators in the Seventh Realm. Mu Zuo is like you. The Seventh Realm Martial Arts are all following the plan arranged by Chu Shuai, step by step, and breaking through the realm within this month."

"Um."

Lin Zhao looked at Huaping, Zhuzhi and other seven people, and smiled and said, "You all should continue to practice diligently. You should break the realm as soon as possible, and don't be left too far by these three."

"Uh-huh!"

Everyone nodded together.

Wu Zhi smiled at the corner of her mouth, looking very happy.

Lin Zhao glanced at Shao Zhi.

"ah!?"

Wu Zhifang was in a mess: "Sir... what... problem do I have?"

"some."

Lin Zhao said: "Baizhi, don't be proud and complacent. You 19-year-old seven-level sword cultivator may be counted in our snowy Tianchi, but what if you put it in the whole world? I have seen a woman named Lin Wanhua on the Fusu Great Wall, 18 years old, eight-level golden elixir sword cultivator, with superb sword skills and unparalleled sword intent..."

“…”

Wu Zhi showed a look of sadness: "Is it really that strong?"

"Um."

Lin Zhao stretched out his fist, pointed to the fine sword marks on it, and was still healing, saying, "I suffered a great loss to her sword energy with my fist, and these wounds are proof."

Mu Qi frowned and said, "But sir, we heard... when you were in the Great Wall of Fusu, you pressed Lin Wanhua against the city wall with one punch? And she shattered half of her natal flying sword. If it weren't for your mercy, Lin Wanhua would probably have to fall, and you would win..."

"I really won."

Lin Zhao nodded and said, "But in fact, I used the military talisman to attack Lin Wanhua by surprise. Otherwise, if Lin Wanhua used the strongest power from the beginning, I would probably have to be chased and cut by her."

In fact, if Lin Wanhua had sacrificed the natal flying sword in Yunjian Lake from the beginning and did not punch Lin Zhao too much, the result would be different. Just the endless sword energy would be enough to make Lin Zhao suffer.

"knew."

Feng Zhi held his sword and said with his fist: "We will continue to work hard, please rest assured!"

"Um!"

Lin Zhao looked at everyone and smiled and said, "Since everyone has come from the military camp, why not... let the kitchen cook, let's have a reunion wine?"

"OK!"

Muzai laughed: "I'm just thinking this!"

Wu Zhi, Luo Yang, Hua Ping and others also nodded with smiles.

So, Lin Zhao took out some venison from the bamboo box and sent it to the kitchen. When everyone was chatting in the main hall, Lin Zhao took a string of silver phoenix meat, smoked venison and several dried fish from the bamboo box. A bunch of things were brought back from Baidicheng with great effort. They were strung together and then carried them out.

...

Tianchi Town, Qian Street.

In the bookstore, Qin Suihan stared at a chess game, thinking about something. At this time, the sound of horse hooves made him wake up from his thoughts, so he fell down and said with a smile: "It's right!"

In front of the door, Lin Zhao came in with his things.

"Boss Qin!"

The boy smiled and shouted, as before.

"Oh, Brother Lin!"

Qin Suihan laughed: "Have you returned from traveling south?"

"Yeah yeah!"

Lin Zhao trotted all the way, quickly putting the silver phoenix meat, smoked venison and dried fish on the windowsill of the scholar, and said, "I brought it back from Baidi City, I'll give Boss Qin a drink!"

“Hey~~~”

Qin Suihan stood up and was about to stop Lin Zhao, but the young man had already left the bookstore like a wind, and turned over and ran away with a horse.

No matter how long it takes, the boy will always remember the kindness of the bookstore boss. During those days when he couldn't get rid of the blame and was so hungry that he was full of hunger, the bookstore boss helped him a lot, either brought him a few buns or weighed him a few kilograms of rice and flour. Almost every time the boy was about to starve to death.

There was no one in the back street, there were few fields in the snowy sky pond, and there were few crops planted. Everyone lived with their belts tightly. So when Lin Zhao was so hungry that he could really help him, and Qin Suihan was one of them. This poor scholar who wore white clothes all day long seemed to spend money without hesitation only when Lin Zhao was here.

Looking at Lin Zhao's back as he was leaving, the scholar stood at the gate of the courtyard with a warm smile, gently stroked his beard, and smiled, "Do I go and get some wine back?"

"liquor?"

A voice came from the alley. The old doctor with a wine gourd cross-body, leaning on a crutch, who looked like he would fall to death at any time. He trembled to the door of the bookstore, patted the wine gourd, and smiled and said, "I have the wine, why don't you go and cook some vegetables quickly? The golden beard fish brought back from Baidicheng hasn't tasted it for a long time."

The scholar rolled his eyes: "I can cook food, can you take the fire?"

"What are you waiting for?"

The old doctor rushed into the bookstore like lightning, fearing that the other party would change his mind at any time to expel the guest.

...

night.

The main hall of the mountain villa was brightly lit and full of dishes. Even Xiaoshitou after dinner, Xiao Jiuer couldn't help but come back and stretch out his chopsticks. Lin Zhao and Wu Zhi, Luo Yang, Mu Zu and others drank and talked happily. After a month of separation, everyone had changed a lot, especially Lin Zhao, Wu Zhi, Luo Yang, and Mu Zu, who had all broken the territory and made great progress.

After three rounds of drinking, everyone was a little drunk.

At this time, someone walked in from outside, three people, Chu Huaixi, Chen Yu, and Huang Tingyu.

"See Shuai Chu!"

Everyone left the wine table and saluted at the commander-in-chief of the Tianchi Army.

"Are you back?"
To be continued...