The Prodigies War

"It's all arranged?" Zhao Tailai asked on the way.

Lin Xun nodded. He left this time with only two treasures on his body, a bow and a broken blade. In addition, he also had a luggage.

The luggage contained a large number of high-level spiritual crystals and some precious elixir needed for healing.

Other than that, nothing else.

Treasures such as the wordless pagoda, the ring of emptiness, the spirit-refining gourd with a drop of purple blood, and some of the rare and precious spiritual materials obtained were all left in the Heart Washing Peak.

Because according to Zhao Tailai's account, the blood-killing battlefield is located in an extremely special plane, and all storage treasures cannot be used.

The most important thing is that in the world of blood killing battlefield, there is no spiritual power!

"The battlefield of blood killing is the front line of the battle between the empire and the Wuman clan. Likewise, it is also a war barrier that the empire has been able to stand up to and not fall. It has been guarding the empire for thousands of years..."

Zhao Tailai gave a brief introduction.

"For thousands of years, most of the elites in the Empire's Blood Killing Camp have been sent to the bloodthirsty battlefield for garrison and battle."

"In addition, the most elite army of the empire, as well as many strong men, are also stationed in it all year round."

"It was a turbulent, bloody, gray, and slaughtered world. For thousands of years, I don't know how many imperial powerhouses have been buried in it."

"It can be said that the prosperity and peace of the empire today are all exchanged by these strong men with their lives and blood!"

"It's just... very few people know about it."

Lin Xun listened quietly, and his heart couldn't help but be touched, and he had a preliminary and vague impression of the battlefield of blood murder.

"Words cannot describe the cruelty of the bloody battlefield. After you get there, you will understand it yourself."

"I just want you to remember that to survive is to win! And in order to survive, no matter what, you must not take a chance!"

"This is a war between the empire and the witch-barbarian alien race. It has lasted for thousands of years. The hatred built with endless blood and bones can only be resolved by killing!"

"Many young, the founding emperor once said that in the battlefield of killing blood, your kindness may make the empire lose a mountain and river!"

"remember,

To survive! "

Speaking of this, Zhao Tailai handed a copy of the animal skin manual to Lin Xun, "The above is some introduction about the bloody battlefield. After arriving at the battlefield camp, someone will also arrange tasks for you."

Lin Xun took the manual and did not read it directly, and asked, "How long will you be going this time?"

"At least three months, at most six months."

Zhao Tailai pondered, "I know that you are eager to go to the ancient wilderness. When you come back this time, I will help you find a way to the ancient wilderness."

"Are you still a little strange, why did you choose?" Zhao Tailai suddenly asked.

Lin Xun nodded frankly.

"It's very simple. This is the arrangement of the current emperor. As long as you make a brilliant military achievement there, the empire can justifiably give you the most comprehensive protection of the Lin family."

Zhao Tailai looked serious, "You are going to leave the ancient wilderness in the future. If the Lin family of Xixinfeng wants to survive for a long time, they need the protection of the empire. You should not hope that after you leave, something unfavorable to the Lin family will happen again. Bar?"

Lin Xun narrowed his eyes and said, "This is a very good reason."

Zhao Tailai smiled, the corners of his lips curved, "You don't understand enough, I mean, if one day, even if Yun Qingbai comes to the empire, if it is bad for your Lin family, you don't have to worry about what will happen. Accident!"

Immediately, Lin Xun was shocked and looked at Zhao Tailai.

Zhao Tailai said: "This is the promise the emperor gave you!"

"it is good!"

Lin Xun took a deep breath without any hesitation in his heart.

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When stepping off the treasure carriage, an unfamiliar ancient hall came into view.

On the main hall, there is a sign - "Blood Slaughter Hall"!

In front of the main hall, there is a teleportation formation filled with ancient vicissitudes.

Lin Xun was suddenly shocked, stepped forward, stared at the teleportation array carefully, and said for a long time, "Left over from the ancient times?"

"Good eyesight!" Zhao Tailai praised, "As expected of the youngest teenage spirit pattern master in the empire."

Lin Xun couldn't help rolling his eyes: "As we all know, only saints who control the mysteries of space can set up a teleportation formation across the void, but in today's empire, I'm afraid there aren't even saints, plus the vicissitudes of this formation, whoever is afraid You can see it."

Zhao Tailai's eyes became slightly strange: "Who said there are no saints in the empire?"

Lin Xun was taken aback: "Yes?"

Zhao Tailai shook his head: "I don't know either, but you can't deny it."

Saying that, he waved his hand impatiently: "Hurry up, enter the blood-killing battlefield before sunset, it is relatively safe, once you enter the dark night, you boy can wait for disaster!"

Lin Xun was silent for a moment and said, "Senior, I don't want things like the previous time to happen again while I'm away."

He was talking about the crisis that the Lin family of Xixinfeng had returned from the sea of ​​annihilation.

Zhao Tailai's answer was domineering: "Don't worry, as long as Xi Xinfeng has any trouble, I will personally go to the Zuo and Qin families to smash the door."

Lin Xun was startled and couldn't help laughing. He liked the answer that was not what he asked.

Lin Xun could even imagine that even if some of the things that happened on Xinxin Peak had nothing to do with Zuo Qin, the Zuo Qin family would have to pinch their noses to recognize them.

hum!

Lin Xun didn't hesitate, carrying a knife and a bow, carrying a suitcase, and stepping into the teleportation array, accompanied by an obscure sound of roaring activation, his whole person disappeared in an instant.

"Boy, you have to play bigger, otherwise, the meal money for the old man who holds Xingmian Yueju will not be paid back..."

Zhao Tailai murmured, and then he left in a hurry.

...

Deep in the palace.

A man in white was sitting in front of the desk, writing with his own strokes.

Long Zhangfengzi, but that's it!

"Send away?"

The man in white didn't even look back.

In the hall, Zhao Tailai paced up and nodded, "I just left, I should be able to reach the camp before the sun sets."

The man in white snorted, picked up the written word, and said, "What do you think of this word?"

Zhao Tailai looked up and saw a large line of characters written on the wide rice paper with the pattern of the purple sorghum flower as the base—

The young phoenix is ​​as clear as the old phoenix!

The characters are iron painted with silver hooks, as strong as a dragon, and the force penetrates the back of the paper.

"Good word!"

Zhao Tailai's eyes lit up, and with his eyesight, he could see that there was an imperial imprint of a man in white branded in this letter!

Bang!

The man in white took out a large purple-gold jade seal, and put it on the corner of the letter.

Zhao Tailai said with emotion: "This time, that kid can finally rest assured."

The man in white suddenly smiled: "It seems that he still couldn't fully believe the promise of the empire to him before, which is normal. After all, he did not grow up in the empire since he was a child, and according to Lu Boya's temper, he must not have been with him. Said about the Empire."

When he was about to leave, Zhao Tailai couldn't help but ask: "Brother Huang, I still don't understand why I insisted on sending him to the battlefield of blood killing.

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The man in white sat back in the chair, his eyes were like an unfathomable ocean, he looked at the sky outside the main hall from a distance, and sighed: "For thousands of years, the territory of our empire has been devastated and destroyed by the witches and barbarians. Years, countless men of the empire died on the battlefield, and they paid too much sacrifice and price to get the peace they are today."

After a pause, he said word by word: "I want to completely change this situation! That's why I sent this son Lin Xun to the battlefield of killing blood!"

Zhao Tailai was shocked: "Brother Huang means that Lin Xun has the ability to change this situation?"

The man in white shook his head: "It's just a glimmer of hope, but no matter what, hope is better than no hope."

When Zhao Tailai left the palace, his mood was still a little unsettled, and he was thinking about a question along the way—

Did the emperor overestimate Lin Xun's son by doing this?

The pattern that hasn't changed for thousands of years, can he... change it by himself?

Zhao Tailai couldn't think of an answer.

...

Heart wash.

"The young phoenix is ​​clearer than the old phoenix!"

When he saw the large characters sent from the depths of the palace, Ling Vulture laughed, while Lin Zhong was so excited that he couldn't calm down.

He recognized this handwriting, because he had also obtained such a handwriting back then, but the content was only four words: "white horse to find flowers"!

"Since then, Xinxin Peak can be worry-free." Ling Vulture sighed with emotion.

Xiaoke, Zhu Laosan, Chiying Wang, Lin Huaiyuan and others also felt a sense of emotion in their hearts, the Lin family can have today's pattern, thanks to Lin Xun!

"Xiao Ke, remember to take care of the summer solstice."

The vulture suddenly ordered.

Xiaoke nodded and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Xia Zhi is Lin Xun's heart. I couldn't say goodbye to Xia Zhi personally this time. When I left, Lin Xun was still a little worried."

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The summer solstice, a mysterious and incredible little girl, is still in a deep sleep, and she doesn't know when she will wake up.

In the wordless pagoda, Lao Ha has also been retreating and meditating.

...

Bang!

When the feet landed, a burst of smoke and dust suddenly filled the air, there was a bloody smell that choked the nose, and the stench of carrion was mixed with it.

Lin Xun appeared in this unfamiliar world with a broken blade on his back, a no-meaning spiritual bow on his waist, and a luggage.

He looked up and saw that the sky and the earth were gray, the surrounding fields were vast, and the mountains were rolling. Almost everywhere he looked, there were barren, barren and gloomy scenes.

On the ground, the rotten and broken bones were buried in the dust and gravel, and the air was filled with a bloody and rancid smell that could not be dissolved.

The world here is dark, dead, and full of oppressive gray colors.

huh~

Lin Xun spit out his breath, and immediately, he realized that there is no vitality in the world here, and it is filled with heavy blood and death.

The most important thing is that there is no spiritual power!

"Blood Killing Battlefield... Let me see how cruel and bloody you are!"

Lin Xun's figure flashed, as if the rising ice chirps swept down from the cliff where he was, and sprinted in the opposite direction of the distant sunset.

"The opposite direction of the setting sun, where the rising sun is rising, is the camp of our empire"——

This is the first sentence on the animal skin manual that Zhao Tailai gave to Lin Xun.

And the second sentence is-

"The sky is forbidden, if you fly and escape on it, you will be the target of public criticism!"

Therefore, Lin Xun chose to rush on the ground.

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