After hearing this, how could Lin Luo not understand that there is only one country dominated by Shuide Green - South Korea!

"Is it reliable?" Lin Luo suddenly frowned and asked, making Zhao Su angry. This kid dared to question him!

Zhao Su took a sip of dry tobacco: "Zou Yan can even calculate the matter of a saint. Will you be wrong about such a thing?"

Hiss! You can count the things of the saints.

As the saying goes, a saint has become a saint and becomes an immortal. Even the matter of a god can be calculated by calculating the matter. Is it Zou Yan's strength is against the will of heaven or the secret of Yin and Yang Technique? Lin Luo is unknown, but Zhao Su's words still calmed down. It is impossible for so many coincidences, both a nobleman, a cloud and rain, and the huge jade dragon in the illusion. All the conditions point to South Korea, where the three nobles divide the seemingly weakest Korea in Jinzhong.

Lin Luo was wondering when he would have to go to South Korea.

"Gou Sheng, go and find your senior brother!" Lin Luo ordered Zhu Gou Sheng who was practicing boxing in the distance. Before going to Korea, you can pay attention to it when you call Chen Xin to walk, and there may be news. When he has time to go to Korea, he will at least have to wait until he returns from Longhu Mountain exchange. It was already late autumn and winter, and this year is probably hopeless.

"Okay." Zhu Gousheng heard the commander's order, clasped his fists and ran out of the mountain gate.

"Gou Sheng, why are you going outside the mountain gate?" Lin Luo said in a voice transmission.

Zhu Gousheng turned around and explained: "The eldest brother has been practicing under the waterfall outside the mountain these days."

Lin Luo suddenly realized that Chen Long was imitating him before, practicing under the waterfall, enhancing his physical strength, and expanding his internal strength.

"Don't hurry to leave, then go to the blacksmith shop to find a giant sword for your senior brother, and tell him to use the giant sword to practice Quanzhen sword technique under the waterfall!" After Lin Luo gave the order, he gently jumped on his body.

Looking at the leader's elegant and lively figure, Zhu Gousheng hopes that he will have such a day.

"Master said that I can practice swords under the waterfall. I don't know how to practice Quanzhen swordsmanship, right?" Zhu Gousheng thought to himself, and thought it was very feasible. He walked to the blacksmith shop to take two giant swords to the waterfall.

"Brother Zhang, please give me two giant swords." Zhu Gousheng ran to the blacksmith shop and said.

Zhang Dali sat at the door of the blacksmith shop, basking in the sun and drinking wine, which was so pleasant. In the past two days, the head of the sect had his wedding, and he and the other two founders made a pair of swords as a gift to the sect. Although it was not as good as the weapons of the big sects, it was also the success of the three of them working hard. The head of the sect happily accepted it and also had a high evaluation of the work of the several of them.

The wine he drank was delivered by the head of the sect in person some time ago, and it was a good wine when he smelled it.

Some time ago, the three of them imitated the Juque Sword of Master Zhusheng Ouyezi and created three or four giant swords, which were hanging in the sword yard. According to the leader, there were more disciples in the sect in the future. Some were talented and some were good at short swords, some were light and soft swords, long swords or heavy swords, so they must not be missing in terms of type.

"There are four imitation Juque hanging in the sword yard. You can pick two and try it. If you have any dissatisfaction, remember to tell me so that I can make some improvements." Zhang Dali said.

"Okay, no problem!" After Zhu Gousheng left, Zhang Dali continued to bask in the sun and drink wine. He was comfortable in Lingyun Sect. He had a lot of money every month, and he had meat for three meals. He could also make a lot of money to ensure that he was warm. The young masters and ladies respected them and would greet him when they saw him in the past. So, another pink figure appeared in the distance. Zhang Dali immediately stood up and smiled and greeted him: "Sister Xiaohong, please come and deliver me food again."

Xiaohong held her cheeks and shyly handed the food to Zhang Dali: "Brother Zhang, your lunch."

There is another girl who has a good impression of each other in my heart. When I, Zhang Dali, cast a good sword, I will go to the head to propose to the leader!

After coming out of the sword yard, Zhu Gousheng was already exhausted and sweating. It was worthy of being a giant sword. This Juque sword was twenty centimeters wide and five centimeters thick. It weighed forty-five kilograms in one mouthful, and the two swords weighed nearly a hundred kilograms.

"The giant sword created by Brother Zhang is too heavy!" Zhu Gou's face turned red and dragged it out of the sword yard. He used his thin internal force to feel better, but his internal force was thin, and in less than half a cup of tea, the internal force in the Dantian was insufficient.

It took two hours to drag the giant sword under the waterfall. At this time, Zhu Gouzhou was already exhausted and sweating profusely, and his clothes were completely soaked.

"Duyuan, what are you doing here?" Chen Long practiced his fist beside the waterfall torrent with his arms bare hands. Every punch was blown out, a gap the size of a pot in the waterfall curtain could be blasted into the waterfall curtain, and then the gap was covered by the stirring water curtain.

"Senior Brother, Master asked me to bring these two Juque swords to let you practice Quanzhen sword technique under the waterfall." Zhu Gousheng said gasping for breath. Not to mention that he had not practiced the sword, he dragged the two giant swords over in just two hours, which made him feel refreshed.

"Okay, thank you, Dog Zuo!" Chen Long thanked him, jumped out from under the waterfall and jumped next to Zhu Gouosuo, and took a Juque sword.

"So heavy! This sword weighs forty or fifty pounds!" Chen Long sighed. He had just mastered the initial mastery of practicing boxing under the waterfall. He would definitely not be able to bear such great resistance for a while. But there were only four months left. I am the senior brother of the Lingyun Sect. If I want to take the lead in the three sect competitions, I will definitely meet many powerful masters. I can't stand this little bit of pain, and how can I break it before I can stand it!

Qiangzheng!

Chen Long swung the Juque sword with force, and the sword blade slashed out with the wind and sounded the sword.

When he first stood under the waterfall, Chen Long just stood firm. The Juque sword blade face was extremely wide, so he had to withstand huge hydraulic shocks.

"Drink!" Chen Long shouted violently, urging his internal force to dance the starting style of Quanzhen Sword Technique. As soon as he raised the giant sword, he drew a thread, but was hit by the instantaneous giant force.

"Bang!" The giant sword fell to the ground and smashed a crack, which showed the strength of the waterfall.

continue!

Chen Long gritted his teeth and continued to activate his internal force, and finished the first move. This move had consumed a lot of internal force, and his arm strength was also very consumed, and bursts of soreness and numbness came.

Zhu Gousheng was shocked when he saw the elder brother working so hard. With the elder brother's skills, it is so difficult to practice swords under the waterfall, and it is even more silly to go. Zhu Gousheng found a secluded and open place next to the waterfall and practiced the Songfeng sword technique with the Juque Sword.

It was already extremely difficult to urge this giant sword to dance, but Zhu Gouzhou didn't mind. He knew he had no potential and no wisdom, so if he wanted to make up for the gap with everyone, he needed to work harder and pay more than others! Even the eldest brother practiced so hard, how could he be left alone?

At this moment, on the top of Nanshan Mountain, Ximen Chuxue was meditating on the grass, with a wooden sword inserted beside her. The trees around her looked so weird, because all the trees had no bark!
Chapter completed!