Let you do the task, you go to create the male and female protagonists

When they saw Lin Qinghe flying in the sky, Taoist Yangui and Mingnan were relatively calm, but Mingtian opened his mouth in shock, "Junior brother, junior brother did it!"

"Not yet. I'm already in the Golden Core stage, Second Brother." Lin Qinghe landed steadily on the ground.

"Hmph, then you can go to the Taoist temple by yourself tomorrow!" Taoist Priest Yangui snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Senior Brother Mingnan looked at Lin Qinghe, who looked like a dead man, and hesitated to speak. Finally, he advised, "Master is like this. The older he gets, the worse his temper gets. Junior Brother, don't take it to heart."

"Brother, don't worry. I know." Lin Qinghe stuffed a piece of ginseng into his mouth. "Tomorrow, you two will practice with me. I can only teach you for seven days."

"Really? Junior brother, wow. Okay, okay, I'll go to the mountain to catch a chicken and make chicken soup for you today!" Ming Tian was so happy.

He has seen what his junior brother is capable of. After teaching him for two months, if he learns what he wants, even though he won't be as good as his junior brother, he would be satisfied if he can learn half of what he wants!

He excitedly pulled Mingnan, who was hesitant to speak, into the mountains to catch chickens.

The junior sister’s face was too pale, paler than any other girl he had ever seen. She must be lacking in energy and blood. He had to catch a few more chickens and dig some more wild ginseng to replenish her energy!

It is now August 1937th, . After the July Incident, Beijing and Tianjin fell one after another, and now the Battle of Shanghai is beginning.

Because the male protagonist of this world, Li Chu, was lurking within the Japanese army as a spy, the Zero Hour Plan was successfully implemented and the Japanese army, which changed its offensive strategy, suffered heavy losses.

The duration of the Battle of Shanghai was longer than the original world line.

Lin Qinghe didn't expect that she would be in seclusion for so long. After one seclusion, three years had passed. Fortunately, she finally formed a pill and was able to fight against hot weapons such as guns and cannons.

There is not much time left, and this time Lin Qinghe is going to do something big. She wants to beat those invading Japanese invaders back to their grandmother's house!

During these seven days, Lin Qinghe prepared to pass on what she had learned about the Wuji Sect's Taoism and various cultivation techniques to Taoist Master Yangui, Mingnan and Mingtian.

The three of them have been practicing for five years. The second senior brother, who is the fastest in practice, has already reached the ninth level of Qi Refining, while the remaining two are both hovering around the eighth level of Qi Refining.

Lin Qinghe was going to draw Fu Zuan, and he also had some simple formations that he knew that he would leave for them.

After all, when I leave...

Seven days later, at night, when she packed her bag, took dozens of dollars and a sword that was said to have been passed down in the Taoist temple for hundreds of years and was about to go down the mountain, her senior brother Mingnan stopped Lin Qinghe.

"Junior brother, didn't you tell the master?" Mingnan looked at Lin Qinghe holding the sword, and there was a hint of hostility between her brows.

"No, if I tell him, Master will probably beat me back." Lin Qinghe shook his head, "Big Brother, you and Second Brother, take good care of Master."

Ming Nan stared blankly at Lin Qinghe who was about to fly on the sword, and replied in a gentle voice, "Don't worry, Junior Brother, I'll be watching over Master and Ming Tian."

"Okay, then I'm off." Lin Qinghe smiled freely and left on his sword.

She is going to Shanghai!

Mingnan stood in the cold wind and watched Lin Qinghe go away. When he could no longer see her, he turned around and wanted to go back, but he saw Taoist Yangui standing in the shadows with his hands behind his back.

"Master..." Mingnan was about to say a few words of comfort, but Taoist Yangui shook his head.

Taoist Priest Yangui walked to the ancestor without saying a word and burned a stick of incense, "Call Mingtian over."

"Okay, I'll be right there." Mingnan responded and turned to call Mingtian who was still sleeping.

No matter whether the moon is at its zenith or not, since the master has told him to call his second junior brother, he will definitely go and call Mingtian.

After Mingnan pulled the fast-sleeping Mingtian over, Taoist Guiyan, who had been silent the whole time, said with his hands behind his back, "Master wants to go down the mountain."

"Master, you are an old man, why do you want to go down the mountain? My brother and I can go!" Ming Tian, ​​who was still sleepy, widened his eyes and quickly rejected it.

"I am your master, but I am still strong even though I am old. Why can you do it but I can't?" Taoist Priest Yan Gui snorted coldly, "Besides, you are still young and have many years to live. How long do I have left?"

"Mingzhu has already gone down the mountain. How can you go down with him? There must be someone left to watch over the gate, right?" Taoist Priest Yan Gui said unreasonably, "I don't care. I will go down the mountain to eliminate demons and defend the Dao tomorrow!"

"Master..." Mingnan frowned, considering how to start, and finally closed his eyes, "Then I'll go too! Mingtian is the youngest on the mountain now, so Mingtian will stay and guard the temple until we come back!"

"Isn't Mingzhu the youngest? Let him stay. I want to go too! Master, go and call him back!" Mingtian slapped his thigh. He didn't want to stay. The Japanese invaders were at his doorstep. He wanted to go and fight against the Japanese!

"That's enough. I'll leave now. You all stay here to guard the gate." Taoist Master Yan Gui ended this meaningless conversation, took out a hemp rope and tied the two brothers to a pillar.

"Grandmaster, please help me keep an eye on these two. I am going down the mountain!" Taoist Priest Yangui put the big money, magic weapon and Fu Zan into a cloth bag, took off his Taoist robe, changed into coarse linen clothes and went down the mountain.

Ming Tian, ​​who was tied to the pillar, struggled for a while and found that the rope was really tight. "Brother, Master is messing around and you are also messing around!"

After saying that, Ming Tian looked at the Grandmaster again, "Grandmaster, why do you spoil them?"

He struggled up and down, but Mingnan's spiritual power turned into a blade and quickly cut the rope on his body. "Junior brother, you stay and look after the Taoist temple. I have to go after Master and Junior Brother. They rarely come down the mountain, and I am worried."

After saying this, Mingnan knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to his ancestor, then went down the mountain carrying the backpack he had prepared long ago.

"Grandmaster, please help keep an eye on my junior brother. I'm going down the mountain to fight against the Japanese!" He took off his Taoist robe, changed into clothes that had been prepared long ago, and left the Taoist temple without looking back.

Only Ming Tian was left, who had cut the rope and was sitting there, struggling internally.

Mingtian was extremely anxious.

"Aren't you all leaving? I want to go down the mountain too!"

"You three left and left me to look after the Taoist temple. How despicable!"

"No, I have to go down the mountain too. How can you defeat the Japanese without me!" Ming Tian slapped his head.

He knelt down in front of the Grandmaster, "Grandmaster, no, I must go down the mountain to uphold justice!"

"The world is in chaos right now. The Japanese invaders are invading China, violating our territory, and humiliating our people. The more I think about this, the angrier I get!"

"How can we spoil them? I will definitely go down the mountain and beat them so hard that their parents won't recognize them!"

"I am going to pray for the souls of those beasts. I am leaving, Grandmaster. Please take good care of the Taoist temple..."

Ming Tian ran to his room in the backyard, packed his clothes, then left with Fu Zan and the knife.

After he left, the incense in the Taoist temple happened to burn out.

After leaving the Taoist temple, Lin Qinghe flew on his sword. Mingzhu rarely went down the mountain, and even if he did, he never went very far, including out of Nanjing.

So she was a little lost.

In desperation, Lin Qinghe had to stop someone on the road to ask for directions.

"Do you know how to get to Shanghai?"