Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

The capital of the Beihai Empire.

　　 Spring is bright and beautiful.

　　 I don’t know if the victory news from the front line exaggerated the beauty of the spring of 8889. The weather has been surprisingly good for a while.

　　 The air PM2.5 index is 0.

　　 The earth rejuvenates.

　　The marks of war trauma in the city are quickly disappearing.

　　 The destroyed houses and pavilions have been rebuilt, and the burned trees are replanted.

　　 The vitality of the past has returned to this city, which represents the highest level of politics, economy, culture, and martial arts of the Beihai Empire. People who come and go on the streets of all sizes begin to smile.

　　 Something called hope has taken root in this city.

　　 And the biggest change in the capital is two more.

　　 In addition to the countless new graves in the cemeteries everywhere, there are various sculptures based on Lin Beichen, which are increasing frantically inside and outside the capital.

　　 Ding Sanshi and Princess Xihai have been in the capital for three days.

　　 This is not the first time Ding Sanshi has come to Beijing.

　　 The change of right and wrong can hardly cause too much emotion in this martial arts expert who has traversed the vicissitudes of the world.

　　 But all kinds of legends about Lin Beichen and all kinds of architectural sculptures about Lin Beichen still make him feel unreal.

　　In the tea shop.

　　 The storyteller, wearing a shabby scholar's robe, with two young bookboys, spit wildly.

　　The tea guests present applauded.

　　And the hero of the story, the guy named Lin Yingxiong, Lin Pope, and Lin Wushen, is really his own disciple?

　　 The brain damage in Yunmeng City, in a blink of an eye, became the idol of the entire empire?

　　 Pope?

　　 Valkyrie?

　　Beautiful man?

　　 The miracle maker?

moron?

　　 Prodigal?

　　 Which one is his true identity?

　　 What kind of monster apprentice did I accept?

　　 Ding Sanshi sat in the crowd, looked at the faces around him excited by hearing Lin Beichen's story, took a sip of tea, and asked himself quietly in his heart.

　　Who could have imagined that the prodigal son of the Yunmengcheng Provincial Third Junior College who had done a lot of wrongdoing could reach the height it is today.

　　 Even if he was optimistic about Lin Beichen's talent in the kendo, he never expected that this little brainless could become a hero to save the empire in such a short time.

　　 If I raise my arms now and say that I am Lin Beichen's master, what will happen?

　　 Will these excited people be treated like the father of heroes?

　　 Ding Sanshi thought for a while, and felt that the most likely result was probably being beaten by these people, but he couldn't explain it clearly, so he gave up the idea.

　　 After listening to the storytelling from the tea shop, it was almost time.

　　 Ding Sanshi carried his hands on his back, sighing along the way, and returned to the Hai Clan Embassy.

　　 The embassy was newly built temporarily, imitating the architectural style of the terrestrial marine clan, with hundreds of layers of formations arranged by the warlocks of the marine clan to simulate the temperature and humidity conditions suitable for the life of the marine clan.

　　 There is also a deliberately opened saltwater lake in the backyard.

　　 walked into the gate, followed the stone road, and came to the front of the building.

　　 "Master, I want to kill you."

　　 An exaggerated and familiar voice came from the gate of the embassy.

　　 Lin Beichen, in white clothes like snow, rushed out from inside.

　　 Ding Sanshi was startled.

　　 This kid is finally back?

　　 Well, it looks the same as before, nothing has changed.

　　 His heart is filled with the joy of seeing Lin Beichen goodbye, but he deliberately controls his emotions, instinctively maintains the dignity of the teacher, and his face is serious and authentic: "Well, being a teacher...hey?"

　　 But Lin Beichen had already rushed up and hugged him.

　　 "Hey? You kid, it's been a long time since I saw you, what kind of style would you put down as a teacher?"

　　 "Hey hey? Don't turn...too fast."

　　 "Dizziness, nausea..."

　　 "Hey, evil disciple, quickly put down as a teacher... Your teacher is watching."

　　 How can Ding Sanshi stand this?

　　 This gangster is strong, he can't resist at all, and he was picked up for a burst of ‘magic power of love’ that broke the speed of sound.

　　 Too unrestrained way of meeting, conservative old people, a little bit too much, so they just uttered a ‘bad guy’.

　　 "Master, I miss you, disciple."

　　Lin Beichen put Ding Sanshi down, stretched out his hand, he laughed and said: "Get it."

"what?"

　　 Ding Sanshi panted heavily.

　　 Lin Beichen naturally said: "Meeting gifts and gifts..."

　　 "What kind of gift to meet? What gift to congratulate?"

　　 Ding Sanshi looked dazed.

　　 Lin Beichen is even more dazed.

With an exaggerated expression on his face, he said, "Isn’t it, Master? Don’t you know that during your absence, I had a birthday, and I killed two evil gods, and promoted to the heavens. I have been titled, and have done a lot of great things? Master, you have already missed so many important moments in my life. Isn't it possible that this time I met, I didn't prepare a meeting ceremony, and I should make up for me as a disciple?"

　　 Ding Sanshi's left forehead dropped with a drop of cold sweat.

　　 I'm not prepared at all.

　　 "Let’s talk about it later."

　　 He waved his hand.

"Ah, in this case...Master, I suddenly remembered that the bones of my brother Han on Falling Star Cliff have not been found yet, so I'll go back and get busy. You should go around the capital by yourself. Don't find me if you have anything... "

　　 Lin Beichen turned around and left.

　　 As soon as he turned his head, he saw Senior Sister Yan Ying in the wheelchair.

　　 The girl is looking at him with idiot eyes.

　　 "Oh, sister, long time no see, you are so big...and beautiful."

　　 Lin Beichen stretched out his arms and walked over, smiling and said: "Come on, let the younger brother hug."

　　 The wheelchair girl pulled out the dagger hidden in the wheelchair armrest.

　　 The cold is shining.

　　 "Aha, I just made a joke, why do you react so much."

　　 Lin Beichen stood still and said solemnly, "It's all my own, so it's really true."

　　 Princess Xihai, who was standing on the side, leaned on the column at the door, with a rare soft smile on her face, watching the interaction between her daughter and Lin Beichen.

　　 has always been the daughter of strangers who do not enter and kill at will, so it is impossible to have a good face to others.

　　 But it is obviously different to Lin Beichen.

　　 Just now, Lin Beichen's behavior was changed to anyone else, I am afraid that he has died a dozen times, and the princess clearly saw that although the daughter took out the knife, there was no disgust on her face.

　　 I have to say, this Lin Beichen is really a genius who can create special everywhere.

　　 And, what's more rare is that the mood is really surprisingly good.

　　 It is the most prone to mentality to lose balance when changing to another boy of this age, once becoming a hero of the whole country.

Not to mention that it was swollen to the point where the six relatives didn’t recognize it, I’m afraid that they would be somewhat arrogant, at least to develop their own aura, but this Lin Beichen, as if nothing happened, still looks like the hippie smiley face before. Any changes.

　　 Even his master, on the surface, is far inferior to him.

　　 But he still ridicules and actually respects.

　　 The seemingly nonchalant ridicule in twos and threes immediately brought everyone closer together.

　　 Of course, maybe this is because he has brain problems?

　　 Shimao thought so in her heart.

　　……

　　……

　　 after a moment.

　　 In the lobby.

"Master, didn't your old man enter Zuixihaiting permanently?" Lin Beichen curiously said: "I didn't save you. You have such a weak cultivation base, but you came out ahead of time. Could it be that your son-in-law of the Sea Clan is so desperate? Has the land eaten the Lord?"

　　 "What nonsense."

Ding Sanshi slapped Lin Beichen on the back of his head, and said angrily: "What kind of son-in-law? What bite the lord? Xihai Ting Hai Clan, under my teachings and patient persuasion, finally repented and realized the past. Mistakes, I have recognized my status as a teacher, and I will no longer make things difficult for me and your teacher... Both are the personality charm of the teacher, powerful force, rigorous reasoning, and conquered the Xihai Tinghai Clan, you evildoer..."

　　 Shiniang and Shimei did not speak, so they fixedly looked at him.

　　 We do not speak.

　　 We just watched you pretendingly.

Under such gaze, Ding Sanshi's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he had no choice but to change his words, saying: "Of course, I'm also constantly sitting with Xiaoying'er's land and sea clan forces, and you, a villain, are killing on Falling Star Cliff. It's too ruthless, Xihaiting is best at seeing the wind and making rudder..."

　　 Lin Beichen heard this and suddenly realized.

　　 It turned out to be like this.

　　 Xihai Ting was stunned.

　　 Wheelchair sister Yan Ying continued to gain strength on the land. The land sea tribe and the Beihai Empire signed the deepest trade agreement in history, and they have become the most powerful military and economic force in Xihai Ting.

And in the Battle of Falling Star Cliff, I killed an archbishop, a pope, a central five-level titled Celestial Man and an Aurora war god. I was afraid that the old stubborns of Xihai Ting would also be scared enough, for fear that I would go to the Aurora after I finished my job. They made trouble in the Dragon Palace, so they gave Lao Ding and Madam freedom in advance.

　　 And these careful calculations are all my own credit.

　　 After all, Yanying's land sea clan can develop, and it is also the driving force behind my handsome and witty Lin Beichen.

　　 I am the one behind the scenes.

　　 Lin Beichen was ready to show off immediately, when he received the murderous look of the wheelchair senior sister.

　　 then stopped.

　　This kind of interaction, the teacher's wife who was watching covered her mouth.

　　 Master and apprentice are two shameless things.

　　 "By the way, Master, you are writing to urge me to come to the capital, not just to meet each other, what is the big thing in your letter?"

　　 Lin Beichen changed the topic and asked curiously.

　　 Ding Sanshi’s old face also had a rare look of seriousness, and said, "I urge you to come back, mainly because you have to accompany you as a teacher and go to Baiyun City."

　　 Baiyun City, the martial arts holy land of the Beihai Empire.

　　 was created by the brothers of the first emperor of the Beihai Empire.

　　 For a long time, Baiyun City and the Royal Family of the Beihai Empire can be said to share weal and woe. Blood is thicker than water. They are two grasshoppers on a rope, and they are a community of interests sharing a common destiny.

　　 But this time the Beihai Empire suffered a catastrophe, Baiyun City did not contribute the slightest strength, his presence was zero, and he didn't even make a beating with soy sauce. He didn't talk about loyalty and looked very strange.

　　 "What are you going to do in Baiyun City, Master?"

　　 Lin Beichen took out a few Cuiguo to offer, and continued to dig into the roots.

　　 Ding Sanshi said: "Go and get back what belongs to me and will belong to you."

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