A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

night.

It used to be school time in the main world, but since it was a holiday, it could naturally be used for cultivation.

"Very well, old fellow, you still haven't left."

Jiang Ding glanced at the monitor, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath. The internal energy dispersed and poured into the eight miracle meridians, warming and tempering the tiny meridians branches with extremely high efficiency.

The steel sword was placed flat on his knees. Not far away, the talisman sword gathered the moonlight and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to temper the sword body, and it was getting closer and closer to the talisman sword.

The Great Sun Spirit Gathering Formation, the Moon is also the Great Sun, and the moonlight is the refracted sunlight at night.

Suddenly, Jiang Ding frowned and looked towards the courtyard wall.

"The security situation in Beijing is too bad. This is the third time."

…

Three masked men in night clothes approached the courtyard wall silently.

"Brother, someone who can rent such a big store by himself must have some tricks up his sleeve. Why don't we find another one?" the shorter man said hesitantly.

"Third brother, what a fucking bullshit you said!"

Without waiting for the eldest brother to reply, another person yelled through the voice: "Who has some wealth, who has no means? This person just moved here. He doesn't know anyone, and no one cares about him after he dies. Apart from this, you can find it for me." Where are the fat sheep?"

"Or do you mean that you don't have to pay back the money you owe Brother Ye of Jinzhi Casino?"

The man shrank and did not dare to speak.

The three of them all had good kung fu skills. They climbed up the courtyard wall of the Sword Making Mansion in twos and twos, and groped for a long time in the front yard of the shop, especially the counter where the money was placed. They found not even a hair on their hands, only dust on their hands.

"Unlucky! He just came here and didn't do anything!"

The three of them looked at each other and quietly walked toward the backyard where the people lived. They were blocked by the door and stopped.

The short, masked man understood what he meant, and put the dagger in the crack of the door, carefully touching it back and forth.

Squeak~

But as soon as the dagger touched the courtyard door, it creaked open to both sides, revealing the wide area of ​​the central courtyard.

In the middle, the most visible place, an old-looking young man opened his eyes and looked at them silently.

"Hey! Listen up, men are only looking for money!"

The three of them were stunned for a moment. The short man slammed the wooden door with the back of his knife and said fiercely: "If you are wise, hand over the money at home. Don't make it difficult for us, otherwise..."

"Woooo..."

Halfway through his words, his mouth was covered.

"Hero! Forgive me, forgive me! You guys went to the wrong door!"

The eldest brother and the second brother nodded, covered his mouth, and dragged him backwards quickly.

"Or die."

Jiang Ding nodded and said the rest of the words for them.

call out!

The talisman sword suspended quietly in the sky drew a graceful curve and passed through the throats of the three people. Blood spattered and the three corpses fell to the ground one after another, lifeless.

"Why do you always want to get something for nothing?"

Jiang Ding shook his head and came to the three of them. He didn't even think about searching himself or anything. He tiptoed and a large amount of internal energy poured into the ground, smashing the sand and rocks in a small area into quicksand, swallowing the three of them little by little.

The first two thieves, except for one who had a good attitude and did not intend to hurt anyone, several others were also lying underground somewhere in the yard.

We were robbed three times in two days, but there was no one left.

Yue Jing is really unfriendly to outsiders.

The talisman sword vibrated and shook off the blood on the sword. It floated next to him and continued to breathe in the moonlight and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Jiang Ding sat cross-legged and continued to temper the eight extraordinary meridians.

…

A few days later.

The front yard where Zhujianzhuang used to be open for business has been cleaned up. It is no longer full of dust and looks like it has been abandoned for a long time.

On the table, the fragrance of tea lingers.

"Brother Liu, Song Qing, the ninth one on the Dragon and Phoenix Ranking of the Green Ox Palace, the Green Divine Sword, has made an appointment with Shen Tu Kuang, the eighth one on the Dragon and Phoenix Ranking of the Wolf God Sect, the Broken Bone. The battle between good and evil is starting again."

Zhang Zihou, a Confucian scholar with a thin body and a sickly face, said worriedly.

The two are no longer as indifferent as they were when they first met.

The main reason is that most of the shopkeepers in this area are the older generation in their forties or fifties who are running families. Although everyone is polite, he always feels that he can't chat with him.

After finally finding a peer, I naturally cheered up and came to chat every day. I became familiar with him as soon as I went back and forth.

"The battle between good and evil?"

Jiang Ding looked puzzled and thought for a moment: "Are you talking about those Jianghu people who fight every night?"

These days, he has also figured out the main reason for the rapid deterioration of public security - a group of Jianghu people are fighting and assassinating each other, with varying levels of cultivation, and less involving ordinary people.

The government rarely participated, and was only responsible for collecting and cleaning up the corpses every day after dawn.

"The Green Ox Palace and the six sects are the righteous ones. The demonic sects are the Wolf God Sect and the Eighteen Demonic Sects in the South. Why don't the government ignore them? They send out troops to encircle and suppress them. With the righteous way's assistance, most of those demonic demons shouldn't be able to escape, right?"

Jiang Ding asked doubtfully.

As far as he knew, few of these Jianghu people were willing to talk about Jianghu morality.

When possible, everyone goes shoulder to shoulder.

"Brother Liu, what you said is wrong."

Zhang Zihou lowered his voice and said, "I heard that Lord Wolf, the master of the Sirius Sect, once appeared outside the palace and was so frightened that His Majesty did not dare to go to court for three days."

"Think about it, if the imperial court surrounded and suppressed with a large army, the grandmaster could completely let go of his dignity and lower his body to assassinate. I am afraid there would be no safe place in the world except the palace where the guards gathered."

"If it weren't for the intimidation of Grandmaster Qingniu Palace, the world would have changed long ago."

"That makes sense."

Jiang Ding deeply agreed.

Not to mention a master, even with an innate talent like Wan Qianyu, he could easily wipe out the whole family of Chizhong Mansion's prefects if he finds an opportunity.

"What's more, the so-called battle between good and evil is the battle between the Qingniu Palace and the Wolf God Sect. Most of the six sects such as the Golden Blade Sect sit in and watch. Without their permission, even if His Majesty wants to mobilize troops, it may not be possible. .”

Zhang Zihou shook his head and sighed, very pessimistic about the situation between the DPRK and China.

"Brother Zhang looks like he comes from an extraordinary family."

Jiang Ding was surprised and said that this kind of vision cannot be learned by listening to books in a teahouse. You must have real contact with the talents in the company, not a simple bookstore owner.

"Brother Liu, that's what you said,"

Zhang Zihou glanced at Jiang Ding strangely: "At our age, we can have our own shop on Jinshi Street in the capital, where land is so valuable. Is it possible that we can do it on our own without relying on our family?"

"Don't tell me that you rely entirely on your own abilities."

"...That's true."

Jiang Ding thought for a while, if it weren't for the education and resources provided by Xianmen, he would have been coerced into his army by Zhendong Marquis.

After sending his neighbors away, Jiang Ding came to the forging furnace and stared at the iron ore the size of a head on the stove for a long time.

Keng!

Draw your sword and chop.

A slanting sword shadow lingered for half a breath and slowly dissipated.

The iron ore remained unscathed.

Jiang Ding put the sword back into its sheath and stretched out a finger to lightly tap it.

boom!

With a soft sound, the head-sized iron ore collapsed and shattered into powder, with smoke and dust scattered everywhere.

"It was successful... The martial arts skills such as "Shocking Sword Technique" and "Shocking Hammer" in the library about "shock" skills also played a big role, of course,"

Jiang Ding stretched out his index finger, and the slight blue color on his fingers flashed away.

"The most important thing is that under the influence of the blue gold potion, the internal force has undergone a qualitative change, and the power has become much stronger."

Jiang Ding calmed down and chopped a few more iron ores into a furnace. He sprinkled a handful of iron ore powder and a handful of charcoal powder into the furnace, lighting the flames in the furnace.