Chapter 476 Juao Immortal Boat
Three days later.
In the early morning, when Lin Zhao walked out of Tianranju and punched a messy farmer three times to make Tong Yu and Wang Yue pinched his nose, the sky on the east side of the snowy Tianchi suddenly turned blue, and among the clouds, a giant creature was descending above the snowy ridge on the east side of the snowy Tianchichi.
"Baizhi!"
Lin Zhao called out: "Go and take me over and take a look."
"Yes, sir!"
Wu Zhi fell down from the mountain, grabbed Lin Zhao's shoulder and lifted him up the flying sword, then broke through the clouds and flew dozens of miles in a few breaths. Looking up, I saw a green fairy boat floating in the sky. It was just a little smaller than the Kunpeng fairy boat. Its whole body was green in color, and its shape was like a deep-sea giant turtle. Its limbs were seriously rocked, and mountains had already formed on its back. There were temples in the mountains, and countless Mohist monks were busy transporting supplies.
“It’s so big…”
Lin Zhao frowned and said, "What's the origin?"
"If nothing unexpected happens, it should be the giant aura fairy boat of the Mo family."
Wu Zhi looked at the body of the immortal boat in the distance with beautiful eyes and said, "It is said that the previous generation of Mo family masters traveled to the East China Sea and tamed a giant deep sea turtle in the depths of the East China Sea. After that, this giant turtle became the mountain-controlling spirit beast of the Mo family's ancestral home. Then, with the permission of the giant turtle, the Mo family craftsmen built the giant turtle into a giant turtle immortal boat, but they could go between heaven and earth, and there was nowhere to go. Apart from the Kunpeng fairy boat, the most powerful weapon refining thing in the world should be this giant turtle immortal boat."
Lin Zhao was stunned: "A giant fairy boat came to Xueling...what do you mean? Is the Mo family having any new plans?"
"Yes."
Not far away, a figure penetrated the clouds and floated side by side with Lin Zhao and Feng Zhi, wearing white robe and silver armor, holding a bright silver spear. It was Lord Yao, a saint of the Thirteenth Realm of the Military Academy. He smiled slightly and said, "Lin Zhao, you may not know that the Mo family's ancestral home will work hard and will build a total of eleven sword-town buildings on the entire snow ridge. This is the site of the first sword-town building. It is eighty miles away from the Snowy Tianchi, and it can echo the Snowy Tianchi."
"Zhenjian Tower?"
Lin Zhao was slightly stern: "Brother Huo, can you make it clearer?"
"That's all I can say."
Lord Piao Yao smiled lazily and said, "The secrets of heaven cannot be revealed. If you were not the junior brother of the head, I would not even say these. Now I can only tell you that the eleven sword towers are the things that the Mo family and the military strategists jointly planned. Once the eleven sword towers are completed, they will use the Xueling as the boundary to block all the four northern tribes in the north. Moreover, the sword fortune of the human race will never flow north again."
"I see."
Wu Zhi frowned slightly and said, "I seem to understand a little. Since ancient times, there have been many sword cultivators in the world. From ancient times to the present, there are many sword cultivators in the human race. In addition to going to the battlefield to sacrifice their lives, most sword cultivators in the upper fifth realm will choose their burial place in their hometown. The sword ego that dispersed when they died will also feed back to the human race. Therefore, since ancient times, there have been many sword cultivators in the human race, but it is rare for the demon race to have a thirteenth realm sword cultivator. Back then, the entire demon race has warmed up a thirteenth realm Bai Lan, and was killed by my master. So, the demon race has not appeared again in the thirteenth realm sword cultivator for so many years, and has not recovered at all."
"That's how..."
Lin Zhao looked north and looked slightly happy. If this were the case, the completion of the eleven sword towers would actually be the greatest benefit to Xiao Jiuer. Xiao Jiuer is located in Changming Mountain, and Changming Mountain is in the south of the human world, and the sword energy is strong. Xiao Jiuer is now at the peak of the twelve realms. I believe that it will not take long to reach the threshold of the thirteen realms.
He gritted his teeth and looked forward to it. In fact, there was something in his heart that was Huang Tingyu, who was under the Qianlong Abyss of Qingliang Mountain. Lin Zhao promised him that when the time was ripe, he would lead the descendants of the Dachen Dynasty to rescue Lao Huang, but what is the time? He was too determined. Xiao Jiuer of the twelve realms may not be able to beat Zhao Jingyu of the thirteenth realm. He still had to wait for Xiao Jiuer to enter the thirteenth realm. He couldn't just save Lao Huang and let Xiao Jiuer fall into danger, right?
Therefore, in Lin Zhao's mind, Xiao Jiuer entered the thirteenth realm, Shao Zhi, Mu Hua entered the twelve realm, Chu Yu, Chen Feng entered the eleventh realm, only if the mountaintop villa has such a luxurious lineup can he defeat Qingliang Sect completely. In fact, if Xiao Shi was still the small stone of the original one, plus a small stone of the twelve realm, it would be really perfect.
Unfortunately, people's hearts will change. When Xiao Shitou used 5,000 gold coins to send him brother Lin Zhao, Lin Zhao knew that everything could not be returned. From now on, Lin Zhao is Lin Zhao and Shi Hu is Shi Hu. The road is back to the road, and the bridge is back to the bridge.
...
"Buzz~~~"
In the distance, there was a roar, and stone steps continued to spread at the bottom of the Giant Ao Immortal Boat, connecting with the snow-covered snow ridge. Then countless Mo family monks came down from the Giant Ao Immortal Boat with supplies. It seemed that the process of building the first sword tower was about to begin.
"here we go."
Lord Piao Yao smiled slightly, raised his silver spear and pointed to the north. Suddenly, in the mountains, forests, and grasslands in the south of the Snow Ridge, countless figures rose into the air. Everyone was covered with a strong aura of military armor. All military monks soared up in the wind. After crossing the Snow Ridge, they landed one by one in the north of the first sword tower. A total of a thousand people were ruled by an eleventh-level military monk and arranged in the north.
The Mo family built the sword tower and the military guarded the sword tower. This was something that had been discussed long ago.
Not far away, a figure floated from the head of the giant fairy boat, wearing a blue shirt and a long sword behind him, with a fairy-like aura. He was one of the people in the Mo family's ancestral home, Xu Zhan.
"I've met Huo Piaoyao."
Xu Zhan smiled with a fist, extremely respectful.
After all, the person in front of him is extremely high among the seventy-two generals in the Military Academy, or in other words, he has a high chance to rank among the top 72 generals. I am afraid that he will be counted after the Four Saints and Ten Sages. Moreover, the military ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ance
"Mr. Xu Zhan."
The young military saint clasped his fists and smiled, saying, "This is a hard work in the first sword-town building. I just don't know how long the construction period will be with the Mohist methods?"
"Three days."
Xu Zhan raised three fingers and smiled and said, "If there is no sword building here within three days, I, Xu Zhan, left the Mo family's ancestral home and went to the upper reaches of the rivers and lakes to practice."
Lord Piao Yao couldn't help laughing: "Have you thought about the way out so quickly?"
Xu Zhan also laughed: "Okay, please send a ticket to Lord Yao here. I will start to build the Zhenjian Tower."
"good!"
Xu Zhan left with his sword and set out a sword to the mountain ground with a group of Mo family disciples. This was to lay the foundation and connect the formation of the sword-town building with the spiritual energy of the mountain roots. This time it was truly solid. Otherwise, if there was a little movement from the demon clan and the demon clan, the building on this side would collapse. The building on the Mo family's ancestral home is the first priority.
...
Snowy in the north.
A hundred miles north of Guxian Pass, military tents are connected, with demon flags flying in the wind and snow, and iron cavalry are rushing between the camps. Even in the wind and snow, the 200,000 iron cavalry of the demon race still has not stopped training.
In the snow curtain, three figures appeared outside the demon army tent, a woman wearing a black long skirt and a veil, a handsome eleventh realm monster, and a twelve realm monster carrying a long sword, which was Shi Jungang, Bai Ye and Fengquan.
"Mr. Jun Gang, the demon clan, please see Marshal Su Yi!"
Not long after the announcement, the visitor invited the three of them to the commander's tent. After Shi Jungang stepped into the military tent, he looked around and looked at the distribution of the military tent. He immediately realized that Su Yi was worthy of being the younger brother of Su Chan, the commander of the three demon armies, and one of the ten major cavalry commanders of the demon clan. Just looking at the distribution of the camp, he was well versed in the art of military tactics.
In the handsome tent, a young Tianyuan realm martial man of the demon clan stood up and looked very handsome. He clasped his fists at Shi Jungang and others, and smiled: "I have met Lord Shi Jungang, Lord Fengquan, and Lord Bai Ye below!"
"You're welcome!"
"Please sit for three."
Su Yi waved his hand and ordered several graceful demon maids to serve Shi Jungang and others with delicious wine, and smiled and said, "I wonder what advice are you going to give to us for the three of you here in our Gods' Army tent this time?"
"Master Suyi should have heard about the news on the southern snow ridge."
Shi Jungang said straight to the point: "The Mo family's ancestral home sent a giant aura fairy boat to Xueling. It is building an unknown building, led by a thousand military monks. Although they don't know what the plans and intentions of the Mo family's ancestral home and military ancestral homes are, it is obviously aimed at our four northern tribes. The demon clan has just fought with the Snowland Tianchi and is resting. Your god clan has been stationed here for several months, so it's time to move."
She smiled slightly and said, "This is not my own intention, but the meaning of the ancestral mountain. The Demon Ancestor passed on the decree. Your gods have been recuperating for a hundred years. It's time to take action. Let our demon clan see how much combat power their allies have. As long as the demon clan's iron cavalry successfully attacks the mountain, the forces of the four military tents on our demon clan will follow and destroy the Mo family's ancestral court in one fell swoop."
"That's how..."
Su Yi frowned and said, "It is said that... there is a saint of the Thirteenth-level military gentry who lives in the snowy Tianchi. If he is also there, it would be quite difficult. No matter how strong our gods are, we cannot fight against a thirteenth-level military gentry?"
"rest assured."
Shi Jungang smiled and said, "At sunset today, there will be Fu Sheng, Nan Qingfeng, the thirteenth realm of the Demon Clan, and with them, the military strategist will never dare to act rashly. If he fights with the Iron Cavalry of the God Clan, we will immediately attack the mountain and step on the snowy Tianchi Lake into a flat ground."
"knew."
Chapter completed!