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Is the Sword in Scare City as big as Fengyunhui? You must register in advance or something. During the holding period, any sword cultivator who wants to go on stage to compete can join the competition at any time. The ring is on the street facing the city lord's mansion.

At the same time, one of the ten sword slaves will be in charge every day. The monks who won three consecutive games can challenge them.

Whoever can beat the sword slave or be recognized by the sword slave can get the reward of three thousand spirit stones.

Such a big move naturally attracted many monks who were eager to try. The competitions on the ring were one after another, and there was no time to get free.

Mu Tianguang was very interested in this, so Yin Miaomiao asked Qiao Ping to take Feiying around and find a place to sell the water demon materials he got, leaving him to accompany him, and he did not miss the whole battle.

"Actually you don't have to be with me." Mu Tianguang looked at her and spoke in a guilty tone, "I'm not alone."

Yin Miaomiao glanced at him, and a little smile appeared in his eyes: "I finally got them away, we can talk alone, you are so good, I actually asked me to leave."

"I'm afraid you'll find it boring." He looked at the ring not far away, "There are no excitement in several games."

Yin Miaomiao peeled the peanuts provided in the teahouse, rubbed his hand and removed the thin red clothes: "Then what do you think the strength of the sword cultivator here?"

He said pertinently: "Their swordsmanship is not very exquisite, but they are skilled in using it and their strength is not weaker than other places."

"I think so too. The cultivators who can survive in Liuzhou are not much less powerful."

The monks here are no more good skills than disciples of the three major sects, so the sword moves they learn are relatively ordinary, but the environment is dangerous. Most monks will continue to fight with people since they refine their qi, and have more opportunities.

If you integrate sword techniques, if you really fight, it’s hard to say what the outcome is.

Mu Tianguang said: "It's a pity that the sword slave has not used his true strength, so it's hard to judge."

"If you are interested, go by yourself." She bit a crispy peanut kernel and smiled, "Then they will definitely exert 10% of their strength."

He thought for a while, but said, "Look at it again."

Of course, Yin Miaomiao just casually, throwing peanuts and peeling pecans instead. The nuts are crispy and sweet, with a strong aroma of nuts, which is very attractive. She said: "I saw the scorching sun before entering the city.

There seem to be a lot of trees planted nearby, including walnut pine, which should be the industry in the city. The Lord of Liecheng is a far-sighted person.”

If you want to stay in the position of the city lord for a long time, it is unreliable to rely on exploitation and robbery. Once the reputation is spread, who will cause trouble for yourself? Over time, the city will inevitably weaken. Therefore, if you want to accumulate wealth, you must first put it into practice.

The fairy city is well managed, and supporting the local characteristic economy is the smartest way.

When business is easy to do, there will be more people. People in the city can find jobs to support their families. Merchants will bring a steady stream of goods, and passers-by will choose to stay in bustling places.

The city will become more and more prosperous.

The trees of walnuts can be grown in Scare City. The wood can be processed into various things. Dried fruits can drive the food industry. In addition, the high rewards from the Sword Club, as long as the management is stricter, it will not take long to become Liuzhou Pai.

The famous Daxian City.

Mu Tianguang couldn't help but bent the corners of his lips.

"What are you laughing at?" she asked.

He said seriously: "I was thinking that if you want, you might be able to start a sect at any time."

"It's not that easy, it's too tired."

It is much more difficult to start a sect in the cultivation world than to run a company in the previous life. The latter accidentally goes bankrupt at most and dismisses employees. If the former is not careful, the whole family will be destroyed.

Let it go.

Mu Tianguang was just a joke, and then he put most of his mind on the ring.

Now, the monk on the stage is a sword cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Pill. After winning three games in a row, he finally challenged the sword slave.

The sword slave in the scorching sun is named after the heavenly stems. Today, the Geng Sword is guarding the seventh-ranked strength. He has a long and thin body, his cheeks are sunken. At first glance, he looks like a thin bamboo pole. The sword he holds in his arms is narrow and long.

.The opponent he challenged seemed to be his opposite, tall and mighty, with wide palms, and a dull sound when the sword tip was supporting the ground.

"Quick Sword and Heavy Sword." Yin Miaomiao became a little interested, "Who do you think will win?"

Mu Tianguang said: "It's hard to say."

"Why?"

"The heavy sword does not move as a mountain, the fast sword is as fast as the wind. It is always more difficult to blow the mountain." In Mu Tianguang's view, the cultivator who made the heavy sword solid, calm and sophisticated, unless the Geng Sword is far superior to him.

He won't be able to win, but he has not used his true strength in half a day, so it is difficult to judge who wins and who loses.

As he expected, the two had already started fighting, and the heavy sword cultivator opened and fought calmly. The Geng Sword made extremely fast moves and his speed was rising, as if he wanted to use this to break through the opponent's move.

This match with equal strength attracted the attention of many people, and passers-by stopped and watched.

"I once fought with a heavy sword cultivator from Beidou Hall." Yin Miaomiao recalled the past and sighed, "It's not easy to deal with."

Mu Tianguang immediately said, "The heavy sword is powerful, you must be careful when dealing with it, it is best not to face it..." As he said, he suddenly realized something was wrong, and his voice stopped, and he said for a long time, "It's me that I've misunderstood, you

Since you can beat me, you will naturally know it clearly, so why do I need to say too much?"

Yin Miaomiao could no longer hold it back and burst out laughing. This man was too ignorant. He listened without knowing it and said that he was resentful of being won and sarcastic, but in fact it was him.

I was ashamed and embarrassed.

"No, you keep talking." She poured him a cup of hot tea, "I like to listen."

Mu Tianguang looked up and saw that her eyes were bright and the corners of her lips were bent, and she was really interested. She unconsciously stroked the edge of the cup and said slowly: "It may be more difficult for you to deal with the fast sword than the heavy sword.

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"I haven't fought with such a person yet. How do you think you should fight?" Yin Miaomiao supported his chin with his hand and raised his jaw toward Geng Jian, "Please take him as an example."

On the field, the sword energy of Geng Sword had already danced into a dense net, and the speed was too fast. The remaining sword shadow in his eyes had not yet retreated, and the next one was added, and it seemed that there were thousands of sword lights intertwined.

Together, we can't tell which sword is true or which sword is false.

"His sword wins with speed. If it can be faster than him, it will naturally be able to break it. If it cannot, you have to patiently look for opportunities. The longer the time, the more likely it is to reveal a flaw." He looked at the moves of Geng Sword with all his attention.

, wait patiently.

After a stick of incense, he spoke, "Let's go."

Yin Miaomiao looked carefully, after a while, shook her head: "I can't see it." If she was in it, she could sense the speed of the sword moves by relying on the changes in spiritual power and airflow, but now she can't watch from afar, just rely on her

Distinguish between the naked eye and see if there is any flaw.

Mu Tianguang said in detail: "He was slowing down a moment when he was raising it from bottom to top."

Yin Miaomiao thought about it seriously and said frankly: "I didn't see it."

"You are not a sword cultivator, so it is normal for you to be unfamiliar with this." Mu Tianguang said seriously, "I will demonstrate it to you more in the future."

She smiled: "Okay, then I'll wait."

While they were talking, the heavy sword cultivator on the stage had already resisted the explosion stage of the Geng Sword and began to fight back while he was weak after the explosion.

Although the Geng Sword was at a disadvantage, it was defending without any leakage. The sword move was as light as a swallow, and it was still easy to use under the opponent's majestic force, as if a huge wave could not defeat the soaring sea swallow no matter what.

"Okay, okay." Just when the two were in a stalemate, a middle-aged man in the audience laughed, "It's good to force the Geng Sword to this point, it's good, there's no need to hit it anymore. Come and take the spirit stone.

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When Geng Jian heard this, he flew away from the battlefield and said, "See the city lord, my subordinates are not capable enough, which disappoints you."

"Haha, this is a bad word. If it weren't for you, how could I know that he has such ability?" City Lord Lie said with a kind look, without any blame.

The expression on Geng Jian's face became even more respectful.

On the other end, the manager of the City Lord's Mansion brought three thousand spirit stones, and the heavy sword cultivator accepted it without hesitation: "Thank you."

"This is what you deserve." Lord Lie said, "I wonder if this fellow Taoist is willing to participate in the final day of the arena?"

According to the regulations of the Sword Assessment Association, monks who have obtained recognition in the first fourteen days can participate in the final competition on the last day, and the winner will receive the highest reward.

The heavy sword monk said, "I'm here to come for this."

The Lord of City Lie was overjoyed: "So, please stay in the mansion for a few days."

The other party agreed without any hesitation.

On the other end, Lie Zhengwen was with his father. He happened to see Mu Tianguang and others in the teahouse. He whispered a few words to his father, and walked over to greet him: "Several fellow Taoists are here."

Yin Miaomiao said: "Come and take a look."

Lie Zhengwen smiled and asked Mu Tianguang: "You are a master of swordsmanship, why don't you come to the stage to try it?"

"It's still early." He said lightly.

Lie Zhengwen immediately said: "But are you waiting for other sword slaves?"

Yin Miaomiao had no doubts. If Mu Tianguang said "yes", Lie Zhengwen could immediately call the man out to compete with him, so he interrupted: "We are just a newcomer, so we are not in a hurry."

"It's me Meng Lang." Lie Zhengwen is the son of the city lord and he is arrogant. "If you want to come to the city lord's mansion, you might as well come to the city lord's mansion to find me."

"I'm interested."

They were neither salty nor indifferent, so Lie's main text did not get entangled anymore, and he said a few words and went back.

Mu Tianguang frowned and said, "I haven't heard that Jackdaw Castle is dangerous."

"It's a bit strange. He seems to want to recruit you." Yin Miaomiao thought, "Let's ask for information before we talk about it."

If she wanted to inquire about some ordinary news, she didn't need to go to the ghost market. She called a friend, gave him a few spirit stones and asked about some interesting stories about Liecheng Lord.

Lord Lie is a well-known figure in Liuzhou, because he is the only two living monks who have entered the Jackdaw Castle. Although there are very few clues revealed from him, it is at least convinced that the monks of Liuzhou are convinced that the Jackdaw Castle.

The rumors are not groundless, but are true.

He was able to defeat the city lord of the original Scarlet City by relying on the top-grade martial arts "The Great Sun God Book" obtained from the Ghost Castle. According to insiders, when the Scarlet City lord "disappeared" (entered the Ghost Castle),

He had just formed a golden elixir, but when he appeared in front of others ten years later, it was already in the middle of the golden elixir.

The difference in the small realm of the Golden Pill is no different from the foundation building. A genius like Yun Lian and Mu Tianguang will take fifty or sixty years to accumulate. If there were no adventure, City Lord Lie would not have been able to do it.

Then, he advanced to the later stage and the current Great Perfection at a good speed, which further proved the merits of Jackdaw Castle.

This is one of them.

The second is the family affairs of the Lord Lie City - he gave birth to a son and a daughter, and his son was Lie Zhengwen. His daughter's name was Lie Jinger. His qualifications were good, and because he was a child born to a Taoist couple, he was quite good.

Be favored by my father.

A son and a daughter are originally a word "good", but it is not the case when it comes to the position of the young city lord.

It is said (I don’t know who revealed it), the Lord of Liecheng intends to test his two children, selects an heir from them, and takes charge of the affairs of Lie Sun City on his behalf, and plans to go into seclusion to fight for the infant.

Will the dispute over the successor between the brother and sister be the reason why Lie Zhengwen wins over them?

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