Lin Jiu looked calm and collected.
However, looking at his sword gestures, coupled with the occasional flash of embarrassment in his brows, Chen Zhao realized that he was thinking too much.
Just now, that world's will was weak, pitiful, and helpless. It was caught by that group of existences. It was really good food to go with rice, the kind that tasted crunchy.
Therefore, it wasn't that his sword wasn't good enough, but that Lin Jiu wasn't good enough.
In his inherent thinking, zombies were impervious to swords and knives. If you cut them, they would not be as useful as those strange talisman waters.
Therefore, with an exquisite weapon in hand, other than standing there foolishly, he could only ask for help in the chat room.
Sigh, the human race was unfortunate.
Why are they all so stubborn?
"Hey, you're Lin Jiu, right? Can't you try waving your sword at those zombies or something?”
After all, he was a Taoist. Although he did not know why he became a Maoshan Taoist priest and his main job was to fight zombies, it was embarrassing for his disciples to be so embarrassed.
The sudden voice stunned Lin Jiu.
However, he was still someone who had seen a lot of things. He had caught ghosts and exorcised them countless times in his life, so he was not frightened by Dao's sudden voice.
Furthermore, the voice sounded rather gentle, and Lin Jiu wasn't afraid. He even felt a sense of closeness to the owner of the voice, just like his master when he was learning martial arts at Mao Mountain.
"Is…is this Mister Zhao?"
Lin Jiu's voice trembled.
Didn't they say that everyone in the chat room was in other worlds? Why did that Mister Zhao suddenly appear in my world?
Lin Jiu, who had felt reassured by Chen Zhao's gentle voice, suddenly thought of something and was horrified.
If the other members in the chatroom could break through the world's barrier, then…wouldn't those villains come and harm the world?
Even though this Mister Zhao took the initiative to help me, I don't know if he's a good person or not. No, no, no, that much merit is enough to prove that Mister Zhao is a good person.
Maybe I'm just overthinking it.
Lin Jiu's thoughts raced.
Chen Zhao's immense willpower had almost enveloped the entire world that Lin Jiu was in. How could he not know what Lin Jiu was thinking?
Although he seemed to be quite stubborn, he was surprisingly good at thinking about things.
"Master, who are you talking to? It's the founder."
Qiu Sheng, who was beside Lin Jiu, asked in confusion. As for Wen Cai, he looked at the sword in his master's hand…There was still saliva at the corner of his mouth, completely ignoring the fact that they were still surrounded by zombies.
Lin Jiu glared at Qiu Sheng. He was so insensible. He was just a joke to his friends in the chat room!
"I'm sorry, this disciple of mine has never seen the world. I hope Mister Zhao can forgive me.”
"It's okay. I don't mind."
If he had to mind such a small matter, then Chen Zhao, this Saint, would be too tired.
"Mister Zhao, did you contact me through this sword?”
Lin Jiu asked.
Chen Zhao was stunned. He didn't expect Lin Jiu to think this way, but that was good. He didn't have to explain.
After all, how should he put it?
Sometimes, there was indeed a gap between them.
The estrangement caused by the difference in strength might be offset by the relationship between time and space.
However, the gap between an Artisan and an ant, be it space, time, or even death, could not make up for it.
If he told Lin Jiu his true identity now, he would not receive respect but endless fear.
That was not the result Chen Zhao wanted.
Moreover, it was very difficult for Chen Zhao to make a move on an acquaintance.
Like Fire Fist Ace, Chen Zhao felt at ease when he attacked the World Will of the world he was in. He didn't care about the consequences at all.
However, for example, the rather cute world will that he had just seen. They were acquaintances. If he sacrificed her in order to advance further, he felt that something was wrong.
"Ang, didn't you say you didn't know how to use it? Let me teach you how to use it."
Chen Zhao followed Lin Jiu's words and continued. He didn't bother to tell Lin Jiu that he was here to watch the show and also wanted to catch one or two worms that liked to destroy the world for observation.
However, he made a small mistake. It was purely because Lin Jiu didn't believe that his long sword could kill zombies.
Lin Jiu finally understood that the Mister Zhao in the chat room should be a strong person who could communicate with him through a sword. He was like those immortals in ancient myths, similar to the existence of a sword immortal.
A sword immortal.
"Mister Zhao, are you a sword immortal?”
When Lin Jiu was still young, he worshipped the sword immortals that his master had mentioned.
Unfortunately, what he learned was the Maoshan Daoist technique, which was nothing like a sword immortal.
Furthermore, in the world he was in, a sword immortal? They had long gone extinct. Without enough spiritual energy, they couldn't fly even if they had swords.
"Yes, yes, I am a sword immortal. The sword in your hand was used by me when I was young. I hope you can keep it a secret for me. I don't want the members of the chat room to think that I am lying to them.”
"Oh, I know, Mister Zhao. You're an astrologer, not a sword immortal.”
Lin Jiu hurriedly nodded, indicating that he understood.
Sword immortal, what a high and mighty profession. He must be someone who killed demons and devils to be able to gather so much merit. He was a great person.
If a good person wanted to hide his identity, he must have his reasons. Lin Jiu was a person who kept his word, so he immediately agreed.
Chen Zhao was not worried that he would say too much. Even across the heavens, he could see through people's hearts.
"Master, stop being so mysterious!”
"The zombies are surrounding us!"
Qiu Sheng hurriedly tugged at Lin Jiu's clothes. He was really convinced.
At this critical moment, his master was talking to someone in a very respectful manner.
Alright, Qiu Sheng didn't dare to say anything more about the existence that his master treated respectfully. However, he was really afraid. Zombies. If he didn't treat them in time, he would become a zombie if he didn't die. Who could withstand the process of slowly turning into a zombie?
"Master! Master! He was going to die! I'm going to die!"
Qiu Sheng was still nagging.
Lin Jiu was a little impatient and glared at Qiu Sheng again.
This disciple of his was really insensible.
Why do you like to interrupt when Master is talking to the Exalted Immortal?
"Qiusheng! Kneel down! Apologize to the High Immortal!"
Ps: I saw a reader comment in the book review section. Why did you use the name of the Earth God to call the Great Dao? I really couldn't find a word to call the Great Dao. After all, in this book, other than the main character and a few saints in the Untainted Land, the Great Dao was really the kind of old cow.
Also…I saw that some people said that I wrote a nuclear bomb saint. Oh my god, a nuclear bomb saint can think of anything…I can accept it if you say that you're criticizing other things and that you're aggrieved. If you criticize that my main character isn't strong enough, I'll think that you're embarrassing me. I beg you, I'm just writing a book. Can you stop?
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