Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

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Spring is shining brightly.

I don't know if it's because the constant news of victory from the front rendered the brightness of the spring of 8889, but the weather has been surprisingly good for some time now.

The air PM2.5 index is 0.5.

The earth has returned to spring.

The traces of war trauma in the city are disappearing fast.

Destroyed houses and attics have been rebuilt, and burned trees have been replanted.

The old vitality has returned to the city, which represents the highest level of politics, economy, culture, and martial arts of the North Sea Empire, and smiles are beginning to appear on the faces of people coming and going on the streets.

A thing called hope has taken root in the city.

The biggest change in the capital is in two places.

In addition to the countless new graves in the cemeteries, there was a crazy increase in the number of statues based on Lin Beichen, both inside and outside the capital.

It had been three days since Ding Sanshi and Princess Xihai Ting came to the capital.

This was not the first time that Ding Sanshi had come to the capital.

It was hard to arouse too much emotion in this strong martial artist, who had experienced the vicissitudes of the human world, because of the changes in things and people.

But the various legends and architectural sculptures about Lin Beichen still made him feel a sense of insincerity.

In the tea shop.

A storyteller dressed in a tattered scholar's robe with two young children, spittle flying.

The tea patrons present applauded.

And the hero of the story, the guy called Lin Hao, Lin Pope, and Lin Wu Shen, was he really his own closed disciple?

The brain-dead guy in Cloud Dream City became the idol of the entire empire in the blink of an eye?

The Pope?

Valkyrie?

Beautiful men?

Miracle Maker?

Brain-dead?

A loser?

Which one, exactly, is his true identity?

What kind of monster have I apprenticed to?

Ding Sanshi sat in the crowd, looking around at the faces of the people who were excited to hear Lin Beichen's story, took a sip of tea, and quietly asked himself.

Who would have thought that the loser who was acting recklessly in the Third Junior College of Yunmeng City Province would be able to reach such heights today?

Even though he was optimistic about Lin Beichen's talent in the Dao of the Sword, he never thought that this little brainiac would become the hero who saved the empire in such a short period of time.

What would happen if I were to rally my troops and say that I am Lin Beichen's master?

Will these euphoric people be treated as if they were the fathers of heroes?

Ding Sanshi thought about it, and thought that the most likely result would probably be to be beaten up by the group of people and not be able to explain it clearly, so he gave up the idea.

After listening to the story in the teahouse, it was almost time.

With his hands behind his back, Ding Sanshi lamented all the way back to the Hai Clan embassy.

The embassy was built temporarily, imitating the architectural style of the land-based sea tribe, with sea warlocks arranging hundreds of heavy formations to simulate the temperature and humidity conditions suitable for the sea tribe's life.

There is also a specially created saltwater lake in the backyard.

Walked through the gate and followed the stone path to the front of the building.

"Master, I've missed you so much."

An exaggerated and familiar voice came from the front door of the embassy.

Lin Beichen, dressed in white as snow, rushed out from inside.

Ding Sanshi was startled.

This kid, finally back?

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

His heart was overflowing with joy at seeing Lin Beichen again, but he deliberately controlled his emotions, instinctively maintained his teacher's dignity, and said with a serious face: "Well, what about ...... hey for my teacher?"

But Lin Beichen had already rushed up and hugged him.

"Hey? It's not like you haven't seen me for a long time, so why don't you put me down?"

"Hey hey hey? Don't turn ...... too fast."

"Dizzy and want to vomit ......."

"Tie, sinful disciple, quickly put it down for master ...... your teacher's wife is watching."

Ding Sanshi could not stand this ah.

This sinful disciple's strength was so strong that he couldn't resist at all, and was picked up in a sonic-breaking 'magic circle of love'.

The too free-spirited way of meeting, the conservative old man, a little too much to bear, a direct sentence 'evil disciple' trained out.

"Master ah, disciple I miss you well."

Lin Beichen put Ding Sanshi down and stretched out his hand, hehehehehe, "Bring it."

"What?"

Ding Sanshi breathed heavily.

Lin Beichen rightfully said, "Meeting gifts, congratulatory gifts, and so on ......."

"What's the courtesy? What gifts?"

Ding Sanshi looked confused.

Lin Beichen was even more confused.

With an exaggerated expression on his face, he said, "No way, Master? Don't you know that during your absence, I celebrated a birthday, killed two gods from outside the heavens, advanced to celestial being, received a title, and did many other great things? Master, you have been absent from so many important moments in my life, don't you have any gift prepared for this meeting to compensate me for being a disciple?"

A drop of cold sweat brushed the left side of Ding Sanshi's forehead and dropped down.

He was completely unprepared.

"Let's talk about it later."

He waved his hand.

"Ah, in that case ...... Master, I suddenly remembered that my brother Han's bones on the Falling Star Cliff have not yet been found, I'll go back to work first, you go around the capital yourself, don't look for me if you need anything ......."

Lin Beichen turned around and left.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw his second senior sister Yan Ying sitting in a wheelchair.

This girl was looking at him with the eyes of an idiot.

"Yo, senior sister ah, long time no see, you are big ...... and beautiful ah."

Lin Beichen stretched out his arms and walked over, smiling and laughing, "Come, let junior brother hug you."

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

It shone with a cold light.

"Aha, I'm just kidding, why are you reacting so much."

Lin Beichen immediately stood still and said in a serious manner, "It's all our own people, so out of touch, really."

Standing off to the side, Princess Xihai Ting, leaning against the column at the entrance, wore a rare soft, light smile on her face as she watched the interaction between her daughter and Lin Beichen.

Her daughter, who had always been a do-not-enter and kill-at-will person, could not look kindly on others.

But it was obviously different with Lin Beichen.

If anyone else had done what Lin Beichen did just now, they would have died a dozen times, and the Princess clearly saw that although her daughter had taken out a knife, there was no disgust on her face.

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

Moreover, what was even more rare was that the state of mind was really surprisingly good.

If it were any other youngster of this age, who became a nationally respected hero in one day, it would be easiest for his mind to be out of balance.

Not to mention swelling to the point of disowning his six relatives, but only to also somewhat take some shelves, at least to develop their own momentum, but this Lin Beichen, as if nothing had happened, still the same kind of playful and smiling appearance, without any change.

Even his master, the surface of the

Strength, already far below him.

But he still ridiculed the language, and actually respected it.

Three or two seemingly off-key quips, and all of a sudden, everyone's distance was instantly brought closer.

Of course, maybe this is because he has a brain disease?

Shisha was thinking to herself.

......

......

A moment later.

In the hall.

"Master, isn't your old man permanently enrolled in the West Sea Court?" Lin Beichen curiously said, "I didn't even go to save you, you're so weak and you came out early, did you, a sea superfluous son-in-law, go crazy and devour the Lord?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ding Sanshi slapped Lin Beichen on the back of the head.

Ding Sanshi slapped Lin Beichen on the back of the head and said angrily, "What superfluous son-in-law? What devourer? The Western Sea Tribe, under my teachings and patient persuasion, have finally repented and realized their past mistakes, and have recognized my identity as a teacher, no longer making things difficult for me and your teacher's wife ...... are my charisma, strong force, rigorous reasoning, and conquered the Western Sea Tribe. ..."

His wife and sister did not say anything, so they looked at him steadily.

We don't say anything.

We just quietly watch you pretend.

Under such a gaze, Ding Sanshi's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally had no choice but to change his words, saying: "Of course, it is also related to Little Shadow's land-based sea tribe's growing power, as well as the fact that you, an evil apprentice, killed too ruthlessly on the Falling Star Cliff, and the Western Sea Court is best at seeing the wind and steering the ship ......".

When Lin Beichen heard this, he suddenly realized.

So that was it.

The Western Sea Court is wimpy.

Wheelchair Sister Yan Ying's power on land continues to grow, the Land Sea Tribe has signed the deepest trade agreement ever with the Northern Sea Empire, and has become the most powerful military and economic force in the Western Sea Court.

And their own in the battle of the falling star cliff, kill an archbishop, a pope, a central five seal heavenly man and an aurora borealis military god, afraid of the old stubborn west sea court also scared enough, afraid that he finished the aurora borealis to dry them big trouble dragon palace, so in advance to the old Ding and Shiniang freedom.

And these carefully calculated words, are their own credit.

After all, it was my handsome and witty Lin Beichen who was behind the development of the land and sea tribe of Yanshadow.

I'm the big man behind the scenes.

Lin Beichen was ready to show off a wave of his eyebrows when he received the murderous gaze of his wheelchair sister.

So stop.

This kind of interaction, look at the teacher's wife straight cover her mouth.

Master and disciple, both are two shameless things.

"By the way, Master, you wrote to urge me to come to the capital, not just to simply meet, right, what is the big thing you said in your letter?"

Lin Beichen changed the subject and asked curiously.

A rare hint of seriousness also appeared on Ding Sanshi's old face, saying, "The main reason for urging you to come back is that you have to accompany me to White Cloud City."

White Cloud City, the Holy Land of Martial Dao of the Northern Sea Empire.

It was created by the elder brother of the first emperor of the Northern Sea Empire.

All along, White Cloud City and the Northern Sea Empire's imperial family can be said to be close to each other, blood is thicker than water, two grasshoppers on the same rope, a community of interests that share the same breath and fate.

But this time, the North Sea Empire suffered a calamity, but Baiyun City did not contribute the slightest strength, the sense of existence is zero, not even soy sauce out to play a dozen, very unrighteous, seemingly very strange.

"What are you doing in White Cloud City, Master?"

Lin Beichen took out a few green berries and continued to ask questions.

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

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Unexpected.