I'm really not immortal

Chapter 92 Zhou Zhiruo (55 for the first order)
"The costume of the Emei School, that person is Zhou Zhiruo?"

"I love it, love it, are all the NPC models in Jianghu are handsome men and beautiful women?"

"It doesn't look very old, it seems that it has just grown up, but it can't stand it, it's really good-looking."

"I'm done, how about you?" A certain player trembled.

"..."

Zhao Qingchan rubbed his chin, why did he delay returning to Wudang for three months, not only because the players during this time had already grown up.

The key is the emergence of this plot, that is, Zhou Zhiruo came to the Wudang faction to retrieve the Yitian sword and invited Wudang to besiege Guangmingding.

This kind of large-scale plot mission has extremely rich rewards. As long as the players who participate in the mission can pass the mission, they can basically earn a lot of money.

Two words.

Blood is worth it.

And more importantly.

Participating in this kind of main mission is also the first large-scale faction mission that players can participate in since the [Jianghu] public beta.

As long as the players of the next-door dynasty are free, they can also come here by boat and join the six major faction camps or the Mingjiao camp.

Then many people will ask.

According to the current situation, the number of players of the six major factions is obviously more, Mingjiao might be blown up directly.

First point.

According to Zhao Qingchan's years of observation, the original residents of the four dynasties are all living human beings.

Can gradually appear with the player.

Mastermind will refresh some NPCs specially for players on certain battlefields, dungeons, and players.

This kind of NPC is actually the same as the original residents, but you can't find their source, just like wild orphans.

And whenever there are large-scale tasks, these NPCs will increase again, so as to ensure that the development of the plot cannot be destroyed by players.

One of the more critical is.

Players are too weak right now.

A grandmaster can kill countless players, but the players have no chance to kill the grandmaster.

Especially this is a magic reformed arena.

Even in the face of the siege of the six major sects, Mingjiao did not hesitate at all.

The same as the Demon Sect.

In the Song Dynasty, the Manichaeism came to help from thousands of miles away, and in the Ming Dynasty, the Sun Moon God Sect came across the river to help.

Ever since, whenever there is a main mission in any of the rivers and lakes in [Jianghu], it will make countless players excited and passionate.

And this is why Zhao Qingchan said that players can cross the dynasty to participate in the main mission.

Because this group of sects with complicated connections can ask for help from sects of other dynasties as long as they are unable to withstand the situation.

You ask for help, and Lao Tzu also asks for help.

Keep asking, and the scale of the main task will become bigger and bigger.

This operation.

It's really cool.

The male players in Wudang watched the Emei disciples passing by, and found some female players who had participated in the mission. They couldn't help howling and whistling.

pity.

Soon they will stop blowing.

no way.

Ding ding ding.

That pleasant voice.

[Reminder: You violated the etiquette of Wudang disciples, and you will be fined to kneel down to Emperor Zhenwu for half an hour. 】

no way.

Wearing a Wudang Taoist robe requires a personal appearance.

Otherwise, the reputation of the Wudang faction will be completely ruined by the players.

But when many players scolded the system for being too ruthless.

Zhao Qingchan walked out holding a sword like a banished fairy.

The eyes of many Emei female disciples lit up, watching him slowly walk in front of Zhou Zhiruo, and asked softly, "Are you the nephew of the Emei Sect?"

"..." The Wudang players fell into deep thought, brother Chan, are you really a straight man of steel?
Seeing Zhao Qingchan's face, Zhou Zhiruo was obviously stunned, then immediately shook her head, cupped her sword and said, "I don't know this Wudang senior brother?"

"I'm not your senior brother, I'm the closed disciple of Wudang Sect Master, Zhao Qingchan."

"(⊙o⊙)..." Zhou Zhiruo was stunned.

Little brother, you speak mercilessly.

She looked at the little Taoist priest who was about the same age as herself, and could only say awkwardly: "Emei Zhou Zhiruo met Wudang Junior Martial Uncle."

"Oh, my nephew is here in Wudang, but he wants to get the Yitian Sword?"

"Exactly."

Zhao Qingchan nodded with a righteous face: "Okay, then I will lead Nephew Zhou."

Zhou Zhiruo followed with a complicated expression.

The players looked dumbfounded.

Or.

They never imagined that Zhang Sanfeng's status as a closed disciple would make an important NPC like Zhou Zhiruo value Zhao Qingchan so much.

But what the players didn't expect was that Zhao Qingchan, who was already so handsome, didn't know how to use this identity to talk about feelings with Zhou Zhiruo?
Countless male players cursed inwardly.

Gan.

Such a handsome face, you are so damn good for me, don't you know how to cherish it?

Zhao Shaoxia secretly glanced at many players, and shook his head in his heart: "Tsk tsk, you are still young, you don't understand, just follow the instructions of this young hero to operate here."

…………

Wudang Mountain.

The news that Zhao Qingchan took a group of little girls up the mountain has already spread.

This makes the already narrow mountain road even more difficult to walk, and there are Wudang disciples who "go up the mountain" and "go down the mountain" everywhere.

Ok.

No matter NPC or player, they are all of the same virtue.

But it also caused Zhao Qingchan to pause, and Miss Zhou behind him would bump into him from time to time.

Taoist Yuxu was also shocked when he heard the news.

He quickly locked the Sutra Pavilion, thinking that this little bastard had been down the mountain for a year, and finally got a peach blossom disaster, and now he is blocked by many Jianghu women who are holding children.

nowadays.

After Zhang Sanfeng left the closed door once, he continued to practice in closed door.

Others didn't understand why, but Zhao Qingchan knew that Master was concentrating on creating the second half of "Tai Chi Gong", as well as "Tai Chi", "Tai Chi Sword" and so on.

So Song Yuanqiao became the acting head of the Wudang sect, responsible for handling all affairs of the Wudang sect.

Inside the Taihe Palace.

Zhao Qingchan first had a face-to-face meeting with Song Yuanqiao: "I've seen you, big brother."

"Nephew Song."

Song Yuanqiao nodded without changing his expression, Song Qingshu hurriedly saluted, then tilted his head and looked behind him.

Snapped.

A crisp sound.

Song Qingshu touched his head, and then pretended to stand up straight.

Zhao Qingchan twitched. As the guide, he extended his hand and introduced: "This is Zhou Zhiruo from the Emei School."

"Zhiruo has met Master Song!"

Xiao Song wants to say hello.

It's a pity that sister Zhiruo didn't pay attention to it, and began to tell her that in addition to getting back the Yitian sword, she also wanted to invite the Wudang faction to besiege Mingjiao.

Here.

There are no players.

Logically speaking.

Song Qingshu, the dog licker, would definitely agree with it crazily.

Because this will give you the opportunity to get in close contact with Emei disciples.

Song Yuanqiao has to think about the advantages and disadvantages, and there is no conclusion in a short time.

But Zhao Qingchan was a chicken thief in his heart, so he decisively lost his eyes at him, and led him out of the Taihe Palace.

"Little Martial Uncle, do you have something to say to me?" Song Qingshu had very complicated emotions in his heart for the little Martial Uncle in front of him.

Or.

He already knew that there was a little uncle above his head, but he just followed his father's order and pretended not to know.

Both are about the same age.

He is two years older than Zhao Qingchan, and the latter even practiced a few years later than himself, but now he is the same as the next rank.

And Zhao Qingchan not only practiced fast enough, he also had the ability to memorize the three thousand Taoism, which was what Song Qingshu admired the most.

As for whether Zhao Qingchan will inherit the position of head of Wudang in the future.

Song Qingshu doesn't know, and doesn't care, anyway, his chances are getting smaller and smaller...

Obviously.

This is Song Qingshu whose personality hasn't changed much yet.

An upright young man from Wudang.

And Zhao Qingchan also knew this, so she thought that if it was possible, it would change the fate of this kid, maybe there would be a gold medal fighter under him in the future.

So, he patted Song Qingshu on the shoulder and said, "Nephew, do you think Miss Zhou is pretty?"

"?" Song Qingshu slowly put out a question mark.

Zhao Qingchan raised her eyebrows: "I also think Miss Zhou is pretty, so who do you think is handsome?"

"..." Song Qingshu was immediately discouraged.

Mmp, are you a bully?

Not only suppressing me with my appearance, but also suppressing me with my identity?

But Zhao Qingchan didn't continue to hit him, he just asked with a smile: "Martial nephew, do you like women, or do you want to become a master master and make countless Jianghu female heroes like you?"

next second.

Zhao Qingchan took out the famous and peerless secret books such as "Nine Yin Manual", "Beiming Divine Art", "Dugu Nine Swords", "Tathagata Palm", "Six Meridians Excalibur" from his bosom. (Fake)
that moment.

Song Qingshu was already blindsided.

(End of this chapter)