Sword of Coming

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Ascension City.

Business in the wine shop was good today, with two groups of drinkers arriving. As soon as a few bachelors, including Fan Dache and Wang Xinshui, sat down, several more women, including Situ Longqiu and Luo Zhenyi, arrived.

Without even looking at Zheng Dafeng, the shopkeeper, Fan Dache and the others took the initiative to give up the last seat at the wine table to the latter, and obediently went to the roadside to squat and drink, and wanted to hear some stories about gods fighting and walking in bed with their Dafeng brothers.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Dafeng had already sat down at the wine table.

An old Jindan sword cultivator sitting on the roadside lamented. This old bachelor, who is not young, can drink a bowl of wine for a long time. Every time he hears the story of Zheng Dafeng, at least there is still something left in a bowl of wine. After half a bowl, I listened carefully to what the shopkeeper said.

The old man also said a mantra with emotion when he was about to leave. He never thought that I would hear these things despite being clean and upright in my life.

After Zheng Dafeng sat down, he was already sitting on the edge of the long bench. A female swordsman immediately stood up and went to squeeze a bench with two friends.

Zheng Dafeng silently raised his buttocks and slid along the bench. Well, it was warm. Even before he drank, Brother Dafeng felt warm in his heart.

When the woman saw this scene, her eyebrows suddenly stood up, but when she thought that scolding him would be useless, it might only make him become more aggressive and say weird things that were out of tune, so she raised the wine bowl and took a long sip of wine.

Sitting opposite Zheng Dafeng happened to be Luo Zhenyi, a female swordsman from the hermit official lineage who lived in the Summer Palace.

There is nothing to say about the woman's face, figure, temperament, and swordsmanship.

Look left and right, front and back, no matter how you look at it, it is eye-catching.

Probably Luo Zhenyi in the eyes of young men in Feisheng City today is Song Caiyun and Zhou Cheng in the eyes of the old men at Jianqi Great Wall.

Our acting shopkeeper, Zheng Dafeng, had just taken over the wine shop not long ago. He only relied on three things to quickly establish a foothold in the Jianqi Great Wall.

With thick eyebrows and big eyes, a handsome appearance, good gambling at the wine table, and Tindu made two lists, every few years he would select the top ten fairies and the top ten beauties, and catch them all in one fell swoop.

Every two or three years, Luo Zhenyi ranks among the top three fairies every two or three years.

As for Dong Bu, who didn't come to drink today, he was selected twice. The ranking fluctuated, and the gap was relatively large. The first time he ranked at the bottom, the second time he directly broke into the top three.

However, in the next selection that will be released soon, Ms. Dong has already been tipped as the top candidate by Zheng Dafeng.

There was no other way. Before Guo Zhujiu left the colorful world, he secretly gave another sum of money from the gods, saying that a certain old girl must be first this time, otherwise she would really not be able to get married.

The little girl still has the spirit of a heroine who does good deeds without leaving her name behind. She repeatedly told the acting shopkeeper not to say that it was her work. If the old girl really wanted to ask, she would just say that it was paid by Chief Deng Liang and Deng.

Situ Longqiu asked: "I heard from Yin Guan that there is a place called Yandang Mountain in your Aquarius Island. The scenery is very good? What kind of mountain does it want to become the prince's mountain?"

In the past, she and her two boudoir friends asked Chen Ping'an for a tripartite seal. The seal of her book collection was related to a place called Dalongqiu in Yandang Mountain.

Zheng Dafeng nodded and said: "The scenery is indeed very good. I want to go and see it if I have the chance. Brother Dafeng will help lead the way next time. Miss Situ, you don't know that there are many scholars in Haoran World, but there are few serious people like Brother Dafeng." .”

Situ Longqiu is the concubine of the Situ family in Taixiang Street. Before the war, she was only a swordsman in the Guanhai realm. She broke through the realm in Ascension City and then became a Golden Core cultivator while out training in the colorful world.

She and Dong Bu were close friends who talked about everything. Among the younger generation on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Situ Longqiu was not considered a genius, but he was very popular.

As a result, she got a nickname a few years ago for no reason. The name was a bit long, and she was said to be "a landscape newspaper that walks the Great Wall with sword energy."

Her nickname spread throughout Ascension City at once. It is said that it was first spread accidentally from the summer palace.

In fact, the Yinguan Lord accidentally let it slip in the early years. The famous losers in the summer palace were impressed by it and praised it. As time went by, the news gradually spread.

In addition, there is Dong Bu in the summer palace, how can he hide his words?

As Guo Zhujiu's disciple, her master was not in Feisheng City, so of course she had to take over.

Since there is such a thing as the father's debt and the son's repayment, then it is a natural rule that a teacher's debt should be repaid by his disciple. If you have any unexplainable or unsolvable grievances in the world, come to me if you have the ability!

So Guo Zhujiu's end was dong dong dong.

Zheng Dafeng suddenly asked: "Miss Situ, what do you think of Brother Dafeng?"

Situ Longqiu glanced at the man and said, "I don't know if it's worth it, but it's not worth it anyway."

How could Zheng Dafeng not like such a girl and such Ascension City?

It's really no different from my hometown.

Zheng Dafeng raised the wine bowl and said, "You can't believe what a beautiful woman says, so you should listen to the opposite."

Luo Zhenyi stepped on his friend lightly under the wine table.

The woman named Guan Mei rolled her eyes at her friend, and asked Zheng Dafeng with a smile: "On behalf of the shopkeeper, Ning Yao returned here from Haoran Tian, ​​but he didn't bring back any news? For example, Lin Junbi and the others returned to their hometown, and now they are living How's it going?"

On the way here, Luo Zhenyi asked her to help ask Zheng Dafeng about something, saying that she wanted to know how the foreign sword cultivators at the summer palace were doing now.

Guan Mei had a good impression of Zheng Dafeng. He was funny in words and had a good temper. He was not angry no matter what anyone said. He talked too much about naughty things. Whenever he saw a woman with a good figure, she would show off her eyes. But this The acting shopkeeper of a small wine shop is never careless.

Zheng Dafeng rubbed his chin, looking embarrassed. I called the shopkeeper and saw him outside. I was so distressed that I couldn't speak.

Guan Mei quickly leaned forward, poured a bowl of wine for Zheng Dafeng, and said delicately: "Brother Dafeng, tell me, I beg you."

Zheng Dafeng raised the bowl with both hands to receive the wine, stretched his neck, looked into the collar of the clothes, and said: "Sister Guanmei, if you say that, Brother Dafeng will be sad. What do you say about whether you ask for it or not?" Do you need help from my brother Dafeng?"

Guan Mei deliberately kept her pouring posture and sat back down in no hurry. She acted coquettishly and swayed her shoulders, "Just tell me."

For the sake of my friends, I have risked my life today.

Ouch, the shaking made Brother Dafeng’s heart tremble and his eyes hurt.

Zheng Dafeng saw the girl sitting back and said, "Ning Yao didn't say much. Anyway, we just went back to our respective families and practiced separately. But it seems that Lin Junbi became the national advisor of the Shaoyuan Dynasty and became the youngest among the ten great dynasties of Haoran." It is not too much to say that he is famous all over the world. Cao Gun is lucky. His sect is in Liuxia Continent and has not been affected by the war. He is planning to open a sect in Fuyao Continent. Maybe Cao Gun can Making an exception to find a sect leader, Song Gaoyuan and Scrophulariaceae were relatively unlucky. One sect is in Fuyao Continent and the other is in Jinjia Continent. Now they are busy rebuilding the sect. As for repairing the old site or simply starting a new one, I don't know."

The summer palace of the previous generation was home to a sword cultivator from the Yinguan lineage.

There is Chen Ping'an, a sword cultivator from other places. Lin Junbi, Deng Liang, Cao Gun, Scrophulariaceae, Song Gaoyuan.

Local sword cultivators have worries. Pang Yuanji, Dong Bubu, Guo Zhujiu. Gu Jianlong, Wang Xinshui, Xu Ning, Luo Zhenyi, Chang Taiqing.

If you pick one out at random and challenge an outsider with swordsmanship, they can both fight and calculate. As long as the realms of the two sides are not too different, it cannot be said that victory is guaranteed, but the chance of victory is definitely high.

In Zheng Dafeng's view, in today's summer palace, the two groups of young people who later became Yinguan sword cultivators are still much inferior to these "predecessors".

Guan Mei waited for a long time and saw that Zheng Dafeng just lowered his head to drink. She wondered: "Is it gone?"

Zheng Dafeng raised his head and said with a shy expression: "Some things can't be done by just forcing yourself to do it? It's not like scholars write articles and have to endure it and hold it back for a while."

Guan Mei was puzzled for a moment, what on earth was he so shy about?

It's a pity that Dong, who has been shameless since childhood, had to be present, otherwise she is an expert and must know Zheng Dafeng's thoughts.

As soon as Situ Longqiu and this group of women left, Zheng Dafeng's whole body collapsed. Finally, he no longer had to deliberately hold on to the unique charm of an old man.

Otherwise, this group of little girls who are new to the world may not be able to defeat them.

They are invincible, they are just a bunch of love debts, they cannot pay them, there is no need.

Zheng Dafeng quickly turned his head and waved: "Hurry, everyone is squatting in the pit with the pestle. If it is later, the stool will be cold."

Zheng Dafeng kicked off his boots, sat cross-legged on the bench, and asked, "Xinshui, are there any girls who make you think about them day and night and toss and turn all night long?"

A group of bachelors rushed to take a seat. Wang Xinshui shook his head and said, "No."

Zheng Dafeng shook his head and said, "If you, the boy, had put a little more thought into love affairs, you wouldn't have fooled around with Fan Dache."

Of course Wang Xinshui is a truly talented swordsman. The only problem is that his mind is too fast and his premonitions are so accurate that he cannot keep up with the sword delivery speed. This delicate situation is extremely difficult to improve.

So after all these years, Wang Xinshui still likes to come here to drink and relieve his worries.

Fan Dache looked helpless, "Okay, what are you trying to do with me?"

Zheng Dafeng took a sip of wine and picked up a chopstick to go with the food and wine. The saltiness was really too salty. He quickly took another sip of wine and turned around and asked: "Da Che, when you are walking on the street now, you see that child calling you." "Uncle Fan, what do you think?"

Fan Dache smiled and said: "I don't have any impressions, it's pretty good."

Zheng Dafeng rubbed his chin. He heard that in the summer palace in the early years, Pang Yuanji, Lin Junbi, Cao Gun, and of course the Mi Da Sword Immortal were all very outstanding.

I don’t know if I have 70% to 80% of my own style.

After Fan Dache and his party left, the sun set and there were gradually more empty tables in the wine shop. Zheng Dafeng lay on the counter to settle accounts.

After Zheng Dafeng took over the liquor store, the business was actually pretty good, he made a lot of money, and the level of excitement on weekdays was unique in Feisheng City.

It's just that Feng Kangle and Taoban, two little brats, always dislike the fact that the wine shop is not as lively as it used to be. It's too different.

Zheng Dafeng is also really frustrated. There are only a few upper-level sword cultivators in the entire Ascension City, and not many young Nascent Souls.

This is called a clever woman who can't make a living without rice. Where do you want me to find you a group of Yu Pu and Nascent Soul Sword Cultivators, squatting on the roadside and drinking?

The wine shop is full of old faces, except for the different shopkeepers, who are still Qiu Long, Liu E, Feng Kangle, and Taoban.

It's just that Zhang Jiazhen and Jiang Qu were taken to Haoran World by the second shopkeeper in their early years.

In fact, Qiu Long and Liu E had already reached the age of discussing marriage, and they had been putting it off for several years. Later, Qiu Long finally listened to the words of the shopkeeper Dai, and put aside his worries about being far away. It would be better to take pity on them nearby. Take the person in front of you. The two got married years ago. Qiu Long married Liu E, and Zheng Dafeng officiated the wedding. Of course, he also took the lead in making trouble at the wedding and listened to the wall.

The young couple has lived a stable life. They plan to earn more money and save more savings, so they will open a husband-and-wife liquor store. Of course, they will not open it in Feisheng City. They will choose one of the four border vassal cities to settle down. The most likely possibility is that it is still the summer resort city. Because a sword cultivator from the hermit official lineage of the summer palace is the lord of the city, he is considered half of his own family. If something happens to the wine shop, he will have someone to take care of him.

Sword cultivators who have just entered the summer palace will come here to have a drink. This has become a common rule, just like worshiping at the top of a mountain.

The two young men who used to help with odd jobs, Feng Kangle and Taoban, have now become serious waiters in the wine shop.

The wine shop still only has three kinds of wine, the cheap Zhuhai Dongtian wine, the expensive Qingshenshan wine, and the Yabahu wine that burns like a knife, plus a plate of pickles and a bowl of Yangchun noodles for free.

The wine bowl is as big as ever, and the bench is as thin as before.

But on the wall of the wine shop in the two rooms side by side, the "Nothing" signs are still the same, with no missing piece and no extra piece.

Because Zheng Dafeng came to Feisheng City and became the acting shopkeeper. After the liquor store was reopened, there was no longer the tradition of writing a no-no sign to anyone who drank alcohol.

Like closing a mountain.

Since nothing really happened, there was no need to write the "Nothing" sign.

There were some people making trouble at the beginning, both old patrons and new drinkers, but it was all useless. Zheng Dafeng bowed his head, apologized, and punished himself with three bowls, but he didn't write down the "nothing" sign.

Fortunately, the second shopkeeper secretly cultivated a lot of wine in the early years, and most of them helped Zheng Dafeng to speak. As time went by, Zheng Dafeng was indeed a lovable guy, and the guests gradually got used to it, and no longer continued to embarrass this person from another country. The acting shopkeeper of people and scholars.

The acting shopkeeper has read a lot and only knows a lot about some books, but the second shopkeeper really can't compare with him.

At another restaurant in Feisheng City, I don’t know where I bought a few jars of genuine Qingshenshan wine at a high price. They regarded it as the treasure of the restaurant. Of course, they also wanted to compete with that small wine shop. They talked about selling two, and soon people came. After cheering for each other and having a drink, they all left cursing and almost unwilling to pay the bill.

Fake wine, sell fake wine! Qingshenshan wine doesn’t taste like this at all!

Everyone was convinced. There were a lot of chickens pecking at the rice at the shop tables and on the roadside.

The restaurant owner was going crazy.

Until now, less than a jar of Qingshenshan wine has been sold, and the restaurant has been unable to recover its capital, let alone make money.

Zheng Dafeng glanced at the two people at the wine table not far away, engrossed in eating a bowl of Yangchun noodles. He didn't treat himself badly and knew how to add two poached eggs.

Today's Taoban and Feng Kangle are actually the same strong young men who can flap pancakes on their butts, and they both have beards.

When he was a young boy, Taoban actually asked the second shopkeeper a question. When he came to the acting shopkeeper Zheng Dafeng, he asked a similar question, but he turned the sword fairy embryo into a martial arts genius.

Later Taoban asked another question that Zheng Dafeng didn't know how to answer.

Will I ever see the second shopkeeper again in this life?

Because Taoban knew that he was neither a sword fairy nor a martial arts prodigy, he was just an ordinary person, and he would soon become a middle-aged man. Old people may not be able to wait until the next colorful world opens.

Seeing that Zheng Dafeng didn't say anything at that time, Taoban muttered to himself, saying that he was young at that time and couldn't drink, so he hadn't had a drink with the second shopkeeper yet.

In the dusk, there was a table of drunken drunkards. Someone laughed and said: "Brother Dafeng, I always win your money like this. From the joy at the beginning, to the awkwardness, to the pain, now I almost regret it."

Zheng Dafeng thought about it, nodded and said, "Well, it's almost like love between a man and a woman."

Some people were suddenly enlightened, chewed out some aftertaste, and cheered loudly.

Someone else asked: "Acting shopkeeper, please tell us the truth. Are you good at gambling, or are you just making trouble by not washing your hands all year round?"

Zheng Dafeng was too lazy to talk and raised his middle finger.

Someone started to talk drunkenly, "To be honest, if I ask the second shopkeeper about punching, he can't even punch me twice."

"Why hasn't the second shopkeeper come back? There's no one left to take charge."

There were two versions of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the Old and New Five.

The old one is good at gambling, the deaf one speaks human language, Lu Zhi is beautiful and fragrant, Yin Guan is pity for flowers and jade, and Mi Yu has been deeply affectionate since ancient times.

The new one is that the second shopkeeper is an honest man and never takes the throne, Situ Longqiu’s I swear is definitely true, Gu Jianlong’s Rong Laozi is fair, Dong Huafu’s money is like running water, Wang Xinshui’s outstanding performance The sword was fine before, but it's mine after the fight.

Both the new and the old versions have foreigners on the list at the same time, and these two guys on the list are both scholars, but there are some differences. A Liang wants to combine the words "gentleman", "scholar", "you think I'm not handsome because you have eyes". Question... These statements are etched on my forehead.

The young hermit official, on the contrary, never deliberately flaunts his status as a scholar. At the wine shop, he swears to say some unconscionable words. I really have an average drinker. I never sit in the bank. Drinking at the table is harmful to my character. You are a good person. You have to be conscientious, and you have to provide evidence to frame accusations...

Later, in Feisheng City, there was actually a new term for "Four Monsters".

One is that Ning Yao temporarily served as a hermit official, but did not become the city lord.

Then there is the true identity of Nuxin, the second-in-command of the criminal officials. Until now, no one has been able to tell the truth.

I only heard that Nian Xin never spoke when discussing matters in the ancestral hall.

Then there is the Dustpan Studio, one of the private residences of the Sword Immortal outside the city in the past. There are three male swordsmen in women's clothes.

Finally, the monks in the accounting office of Quan Mansion are quick to pick up rags when they see money. They stop me from making money by asking swords.

These monks have very distinctive plaques hanging in their respective accounting rooms, saying that God rewards hard work, hard work can make up for weakness, financial resources are abundant, and the sky is three feet high.

Especially the latter two, their fame has spread throughout the world.

Because the three earthly immortal sword cultivators, Shezhou, Shuiyu, and Jiuzhen, relied on some kind of magical power passed down from their masters, the three brothers took turns going out of the city to search for the embryonic sword immortals in other places.

The threshold for inheriting this secret method is extremely high, and among the dozen or so direct disciples, only two of them can barely master it.

Among them, Shezhou has actually reached the level of Yuanying. According to the will left by his master, he can already change into normal clothes.

I heard that Shezhou had just put on a traditional robe from the clothing workshop in the past, and before he even had time to go out to find someone to drink with, two junior brothers came to see him, and they almost turned against him, so he had to continue to "share the blessings".

Thanks to the direct disciples that Shezhou and his junior brother Shuiyu each recruited, he asked a question that would never end. As a result, all disciples in the Dustpan Zhai lineage now have to wear women's clothes like their masters.

So these two "elder brothers" are still a thorn in the eyes of their fellow juniors.

In fact, this idea of ​​"four monsters" is interesting and fun.

It's just that for some reason, everyone doesn't think it's that interesting anymore, and they always feel that something is missing.

Maybe it's because today's Ascension City is missing the few sword cultivators of the Upper Fifth Realm that we were so familiar with, the few old men on the Sword Qi Great Wall, or maybe it's because the two scholars who were scolded the most are missing.

Just like swearing, if from the beginning to the end, you are the only one who curses others with arms akimbo and spit flying, and no one speaks back, in the end, it will feel tiring.

So someone has to scold me.

Cheng Quan and Zhao Gechen are old swordsmen who can curse, right?

But when it comes to the second shopkeeper, both of them together are not enough.

Today, Qi Shou, the head of the criminal line, almost got scolded by Cheng Quan when he heard that he was just sitting on the top of the city, apparently not doing anything and not saying a word. He was just hurting innocent people by both parties in the quarrel. shit.

The Great Wall of Sword Qi either likes or hates the young hidden official, but there is no third kind of person.

Of course, there are also those who have been cheated out of money and those who have not been cheated out of money.

There was once a monk from Quan Mansion who was crazy about money and had long admired the second shopkeeper. One night, the young man sneaked into the wine shop and wanted to steal the couplet from the second shopkeeper. Of course I didn't forget to carry a "fake" couplet with me, but the little thief was hugged by Zheng Dafeng's neck. After that, he came to the liquor store and drank for a month before he could write off the bill.

Zheng Dafeng turned to look at the street and sighed.

Today's Feisheng City, roughly three hills have been finalized.

They are the three forces of Xinguan, Yinguan and Quanfu.

Ning Yao temporarily took over the post of hidden official, and now the number of sword cultivators in the summer palace has reached twenty.

But in Zheng Dafeng's view, there are still many hidden worries in an ascending city.

Just talking about the Yinguan lineage, there is a lack of a truly convincing second-in-command. Although Luo Zhenyi is a Nascent Soul sword cultivator, and it is almost certain that she will reach the upper five realms, but because of her personality, Ning Yao will not ascend. When we were in the city, in the summer palace, when there were endless disputes, it was difficult for anyone to make the final decision. It was not that they were not smart enough, but that everyone was smart, but no one could be the "smartest" deservedly ".

In addition, it is difficult for the new hermit officials in the summer palace to return to the closeness they had before, and the atmosphere has become much more deserted.

For example, there were six sword cultivators on the hilltop that first approached the new Yin Guan. In addition to Guo Zhujiu and Mi Da Sword Immortal, there were four more.

Gu Jianlong and Wang Xinshui, plus Cao Gun and Scrophulariaceae.

Two locals and two foreigners, four young swordsmen, known as the four bad guys in the summer palace, all worshiped Guo Zhujiu as the leader of a certain gang.

How could such a scene happen in today's summer palace?

After all, there is neither Chen Ping'an nor Miao Jianxian to worry about.

Ning Yao is already the best in the world, the only Ascension Realm monk in the colorful world, not to mention a sword cultivator.

But it is difficult for Ning Yao to be thorough in all aspects when faced with those trivial and complicated matters, not to mention that this is really not what Ning Yao needs to do.

In addition, the chief minister, Deng Liang, gradually attracted a hidden mountain.

It's not that Deng Liang had any selfish motives or wanted to compete with anyone for power, but it was a general trend.

In addition, the general trend of the world is becoming clearer, and monks from outside the country are constantly coming to Feisheng City. Although there are four vassal cities blocking it and checking it at all levels, various infiltrations are emerging one after another, making it impossible to prevent them.

In addition, the entire Ascension City has not realized one thing.

Those who can really determine the future direction of Ascension City, apart from the handful of sword immortals on the stage, or all the sword cultivators, are actually the humble ordinary masters.

Zheng Dafeng did know some inside stories that ordinary sword cultivators didn't know.

Not long ago, Ning Yao suddenly left Wucai Tianxia with his sword and returned to Feisheng City from Haoran Tianxia.

She convened a meeting in the Patriarch Hall. After offering incense, Ning Yao only said a few words, which stunned the more than 40 people who had seats.

Chen Ping'an took her, Qi Tingji, Lu Zhi, Xingguan Hao Su, and Bai Yujingsan to teach Lu Chen, and together they traveled to the hinterland of the wild world.

He broke the Immortal Hairpin City into two pieces, killed the Ascension Realm demon Xuan Pu, opened the Tuo Yue Mountain with his sword, killed the culprit of the disciple of the Barbarian Ancestor, and moved the bright moon to Qing Ming Tianxia.

As for how the group of them did it, and who accomplished which feat, Ning Yao didn't say anything. He quickly changed the topic and started discussing other things.

Even if the Yinguan lineage sword cultivator asked afterward, Ning Yao did not reveal the secret. He only said that you should ask someone yourself in the future. Anyway, she did not contribute much during this long journey.

One of the discussions in the Patriarch Hall was about the selection of almanacs.

The first year of the establishment of a world was named "Jia Chun", which was established by the Confucian Confucian Temple. The Colorful World is a brand-new territory that the Confucian sages worked hard to open up at great cost, so no one has any objection to this.

However, the Confucian Temple did not intervene in the compilation of the almanac, and instead handed it over to the local forces in the colorful world. This is no small matter, especially if this almanac can be circulated throughout the world, it can secretly occupy a "compliance with God's will" precious "time".

In the two worlds of Haoran and Qingming, changes in celestial phenomena have been related to the rise and fall of human emperors since ancient times. Therefore, compiling calendars and giving time to heaven is a major measure known as establishing Zhengshuo. Therefore, Qintian prisons in various countries have set up The arithmetic department specializes in calculating the degree of heaven's movement using arithmetic methods. It checks every level and does not allow the slightest deviation.

Taoist priest Bai Yujing was the first to publish an almanac, which has been widely circulated in the colorful world.

Sui Chugong teamed up with Xuanduguan to compile an almanac that was diametrically opposed to it.

In addition, the "subjugated refugees" in Fuyaozhou and Tongyezhou each produced as many as a dozen different versions of almanacs.

For this meeting at the Ancestral Hall of Feisheng City, Ning Yao suggested using the almanac jointly compiled by Suizhu Palace and Xuanduguan.

No one had any objections, but except for the sword cultivators of the Yin Guan lineage, all the members of the Ancestral Master Hall looked at Ning Yao one by one. Most of them had complicated expressions, ranging from curiosity to doubt.

It seems that I am asking Ning Yao about something, but our hidden official is not there?

Ning Yao couldn't laugh or cry, do you really think he knows everything and is omnipotent?

In the twilight.

Fan Dache left the liquor store and separated from his friends. He walked alone on the street, which was no longer lively or deserted. The solitary Jindan Sword Cultivator neither returned to his home nor went to his summer palace. Looking at the files, I just wandered around until late at night. I returned to the door of the wine shop. It had already closed, and I sat on the wine table outside the door, which was never closed according to the old rules.

Nian Xin was in the small house, sitting in a daze. A resolution had been passed at the meeting of the Ancestral Master Hall, and she was now secretly in charge of a new prison, similar to the old deaf child before.

A certain woman who was said to be an old girl was sitting on the high railing of the boudoir, looking at the dimly lit Feisheng City.

She held an exquisite round fan in her hand and fanned gently, feeling a little melancholy.

When the summer palace was "dividing accounts", Dong Bu got the fan in his hand. The precious light was flowing, and the beautiful words on the fan were: golden ripples, jade balls. The old fool sleepwalks in the moon palace and chops off the osmanthus. The humane way is that there will be more clear light. This night is the most reunited, with millions of lights on.

To say that the young Yin Guan pretended to be a public servant for personal gain does not count. It does not count. It does not count because Yin Guan’s lineage of sword cultivators all relied on solid military exploits. After all, it does not count because Yin Guan left some good things behind. own people.

Luo Zhenyi, who has been living in the summer palace for these years, is sitting at the table, holding his chin. There is an ancient inkstone at hand, which is also very close.

On the top of this square Kuilong pattern insect-eaten inkstone, there is a seal of appreciation: the clouds hang down and the water stands, and the text has a deep edge.

Xu Ning and Chang Taiqing drank together elsewhere in the summer palace.

The two friends talked about everything, but they both intentionally or unintentionally bypassed the young hidden official.

How could a foreigner who was not a sword cultivator be able to secure a position back then?

Just saying one thing makes Xu Ning feel complicated every time she thinks about it.

All the sword cultivators in the Great Wall of Sword Qi in the past, and even all the non-sword cultivators in the streets and alleys, as long as the summer palace has files and records, the young hermit official remembers them clearly.

If you just remember a name and a rough resume, it doesn't matter at all. The problem is that the hidden official is connecting everyone in a line just to find people who may be the wild and dark chess.

Qi Shou was not in Feisheng City at the moment, but standing on the top of Tuoyue City, with his hands behind his back, looking at the sky and the stars.

In his opinion, if some carefree Immortal Masters of Genealogy do not have many experiences in the world of mortals, they may not be a hundred years old, and they are really just embryonic cultivators. When it comes to mind, especially the sophistication of the world. , it is estimated that they are no better than many weak-headed men at the foot of the mountain.

Fortunately, the young sword cultivators in Feisheng City are growing up at an extremely fast rate.

Everyone is determined to forge ahead and is committed to opening up new territories.

While sword cultivators are showing off their skills, they continue to make mistakes and correct mistakes. Fortunately, this is a new world, and sword cultivators in Ascension City are allowed to make mistakes regardless of place or time.

In addition, Deng Liang, the chief minister of Feisheng City from Haoran Tianxia, ​​acted as an excellent bridge.

Now eight hills have been opened up, and four more cities have been built. With Feisheng City as the center, a landscape boundary with a radius of thousands of miles has been drawn.

In addition, there are four enclaves extremely far away from Ascension City that have already established a foothold. Those stationed sword cultivators have not exchanged swords with outsiders for two years.

Qi Shou suddenly patted the brand new city wall, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Finally everything is new."

The Chen family residence on Taixiang Street.

A young man named Chen Ji had nothing to do, and was reading a scholar's note in the study, which Yuanyou Jianxiu bought at a low price from the survivors of Tongyezhou.

There was a personal maid standing silently in the room, but she had recently reached the Jade Pu realm from the Nascent Soul realm back then.

So Chen Ji, who had been stagnant in the Nascent Soul Realm, accepted a Jade Pu Realm sword cultivator as his first disciple in this life.

He was given the surname Chen and the given name Hui.

Hui, the last day of each month.

It means that she can achieve great things and truly achieve longevity, so she can always stay in Ascension City and become a backup at some critical moment.

Chen Ji, or Chen Xi in his previous life, used secret methods to replenish his soul after his reincarnation. Since his soul has changed, his character will inevitably change, so he is not particularly anxious to become the first city lord of Feisheng City. , I just hope that Qi Shou or someone can take up the burden,

As for Ning Yao, forget it, she will definitely not be a city lord.

In fact, in Ascension City today, many sword cultivators would fight for the old swordsman Chen Xi. If he hadn't killed an Ascension Realm great demon queen, Chen Xi would have been trapped in a tight siege, led by two old throne demons and a large group of wild monks. Live, and finally had to die after killing another Jade Pu Realm sword cultivator. Then Chen Xi could become the first sword cultivator with two inscriptions in the history of the Great Sword Qi Wall.

Of course Chen Ji doesn't care about this kind of thing.

One of the eight vassal hills outside Feisheng City, Zifu Mountain.

Deng Liang stood in front of an ancient stone tablet and looked at the two lines of ancient seal script, "Six Cave Danxia Xuan Shu, Sanqing Zifu Green Seal."

He took out a jade box from his sleeve and would soon refine it completely. If nothing else happened, he would be able to reach the bottleneck threshold of the Jade Pure Realm.

This is the mysterious and mysterious fate.

It seems that this mountain has been waiting silently for Deng Liang for thousands of years.

Therefore, Deng Liang has been cultivating here at Jiemao over the years.

Since a certain favorite woman named "Wu Bao" can't ask for her, she won't ask for it.

Deng Liang entered the Colorful World in the seventh year of Jiachun and served as the chief worshiper of Feisheng City.

At that time, Qi Shou had just reached the Jade Pu realm, but Gao Yehou was still at the Nascent Soul realm.

Deng Liang turned around and left, taking a walk in Zifu Mountain.

The fifth world is too big, and there are too few people entering this new world. It's like a huge lake with just a few baskets of fish thrown into it.

Walked to a tree, squatted on the ground, and picked up a fallen leaf.

Deciduous foreign tree.

Missing is like fallen leaves all over the ground, they look the same, but in fact they are all different.

The acting shopkeeper said it well, unrequited love is like a hanging. The rope used to hang oneself is missing, and the beam above the head is the sweetheart who cannot get what he wants.

All unrequited love that never comes true is a hanged ghost that lingers.

It's not scary, it's not harmful, it's just annoying, it's just annoying.

Gao Yehou is now a Jade Pu Realm sword cultivator. Quan Mansion has annexed the former Jianqi Great Wall's Sword Factory, Yifang Danfang, and Gao Yehou has become the well-deserved God of Wealth in Feisheng City.

However, Marquis Gao Ye does not get involved in specific affairs. Among the monks of the Quan Mansion, those who are actually in charge of money and affairs are mostly young people selected from the Yan family and the Nalan family. Among them, there are not many sword cultivators and their qualifications are average. Otherwise, It's not like he came to Quan Mansion to make plans. He probably turned his grief and anger into strength. Compared with other members of Quan Mansion, he was more focused on the ledger.

Inside the Quan Mansion, the lights were bright. Gao Yehou was sitting in his accounting room, missing his sister a little. He wondered whether her practice was going well at the Duckweed Sword Lake in Luzhou, Beiju, and whether she had found her favorite Ruyilang. Jun.

Just thinking about the construction of an academy in Feisheng City made Marquis Gao Ye a little worried. It was not a matter of money at all, that's why it was troublesome.

In the night, two foreign monks came to a vassal city in the south, a middle-aged man in a blue shirt and long coat and cloth shoes, and a young man in a yellow hat, blue shirt and green bamboo cane.

There is a stall at the gate of the city. In today's colorful world, there are no ultimatums. However, according to the rules established by Feisheng City, all visitors must sit down here and write down their origins, names, and hometowns. Hometown, teacher from the mountains, the more detailed the better, anyway, it should not be less than 300 words, the more the better, even if it takes an hour to write, it is still considered capable. If there are more words, you can still drink a bottle of wine that has been prepared, like that The summer resort city in the north is just a pot of dumb lake wine, and here it is the wine brewed by the Yan family.

Behind the stall, on a bench, sat two young sword cultivators, one male and one female. They were not of a high level, and one of them was not even a middle-level fifth-level monk.

"Who is coming?"

"Can't understand."

The man gestured in the north and south directions, roughly asking where he came from.

If you come from the north, your hometown is Fuyaozhou, otherwise it is the notorious Tongyezhou.

The man in green shirt said in the elegant dialect of Yizhou: "Tongyezhou monk, Dou Yi. I am a stranger to you."

The man endured the discomfort in his heart and asked in poor Tongyezhou Yayan: "Do you know the rules here?"

"I just got here, I don't know."

The man picked up a piece of paper, turned it over, and wiped it forward on the table, "Just follow the items above and write them clearly one by one."

When he heard that the other party was the monk Tongyezhou, he didn't look very good, but at least he didn't say anything bad to him. If it were not his duty, he would not even look at him in other places.

So the man who called himself Dou Yi sat on a long bench across the table from the two swordsmen and began to write.

The young man remained calm and asked the woman next to him from his heart: "How do you pronounce this character "乂"?"

The woman said helplessly: "I don't know, it's the first time I've seen him."

The man couldn't help but curse in his heart, "What a stupid scholar. He deserves to be a bastard from Tongyezhou."

The woman nodded slightly, convinced.

Unexpectedly, the man in green shirt became more and more enthusiastic as he wrote, asking for one piece of paper and another, and he was not done yet.

Every time the other party finished writing a piece of paper, the young swordsman reached out and took it. There are so many rare characters in it, I recognize them, but I don't recognize them. The writing is sour, you think you are our second shopkeeper.

The female sword cultivator really enjoyed reading it, well, the writing was quite literary.

Then I looked at the man in green shirt. He was not handsome, but he looked decent. But after a few more glances, he became more pleasing to the eye.

I really saw that the guest in green shirt was so dedicated in writing. Judging by his posture, I could write a few more pages, because it was just the last page that could only be used to write about how this guy failed repeatedly in the examination room. After many battles, he finally got his name on the gold medal list. In fact, it had already exceeded 300 words. The man couldn't help but ask: "Can you drink? If you can, just rest for a while and write slowly. I won't accept the drink." money."

While the man was writing, he raised his head and said with a smile: "I can't drink enough."

"forget about it?"

"Drink, why don't you drink? You won't be charged anyway."

The woman smiled brightly when she heard this and helped pour a bowl of wine.

The man in green shirt put down the brush in his hand, twisted his wrist slightly, turned around and invited: "Xiao Mo, sit down and drink together. Your resume will have to wait a moment. The flow of literary thoughts tonight is overwhelming, and I can't stop it."

The young attendant with the weird name sat at the end of the bench, sitting upright, took the wine bowl, and then smiled and nodded to the female swordsman in thanks.

Lifting the bowl and taking a sip of the drink, the man in green shirt suddenly narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile: "Isn't it surprising, why can I suddenly understand the official dialect of your Feisheng City?"

The woman smiled and said: "It's not surprising. Anyway, the flying sword has sent a message to the city."

It turned out that the male swordsman deliberately used Feisheng City Mandarin when asking the other party if he wanted to drink, and the man in green shirt was really stupid and took the bait.

Chen Ping'an nodded. Sword cultivators from the Xingguan lineage are very good.

Brother Qi Shou can do it.

They are all good friends who have done business, so they must miss me very much.

A cold voice suddenly sounded behind Chen Pingan, "Does the wine taste good?"

The general meaning is that I actually wanted to ask him if it was fun to make such a fuss.

Do you want to visit the four vassal cities and eight hills before going to Feisheng City?

Then why don't you just go to Xuandu Temple and Sui Chu Palace to sit there? You have many friends anyway.

Then when we arrived at Feisheng City, we first sat at our own wine shop, took a leisurely stroll around the Summer Palace, and then took a look at the Winter Palace?

Xiaomo had already stood up and moved a few steps sideways.

The two sword cultivators across the table looked at each other, then quickly stood up.

Why is Ning Yao here? !

Then the two sword cultivators saw the man in green shirt lift his legs, turn around, stand up again, and stretched out his hand towards Ning Yao with a smile.

Ning Yao raised his eyebrows, what do you mean?

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Take it easy."

Ning Yao glared and said, "What's wrong!"

The two sword cultivators, as well as a group of sword cultivators stationed in the city who came with swords, were all a little dumbfounded. Did this guy drink too much wine from a certain wine shop, and his brain was so drunk that he dared to talk to Ning Yao like this? To put it bluntly, even if Ning Yao doesn't hack you to death, if the second shopkeeper finds out, tsk tsk.

Chen Ping'an gently shook his sleeves, removed the mask, restored his true face, cupped his fists and said with a smile: "Everyone, long time no see."

The sword cultivator with his sword hanging in the air immediately fell to the ground. Everyone clasped their fists and said solemnly: "I've seen Yin Guan!"

It didn't matter whether Ning Yao was temporarily serving as a hermit official, they were a family anyway.

Besides, no matter how you feel about the young hidden official, good or bad, everyone has to admit that he is the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

A city was instantly filled with sword rays. At the same time, the lights were lit up one after another. It was extremely noisy. For a while, it was noisy and chaotic sounds came one after another.

"Yin Guan is back!" "Really or not?" "I lied to you, I'm just a bartender."

"Second shopkeeper, you're a fool, please pick me up from the village." "Second shopkeeper, there's someone selling fake wine in Feisheng City, but you don't care about it? I can help lead the way."

"I told you a long time ago that Yin Guan is reluctant to part with the drinks here. If there is anything good in Haoran's world, don't leave once you're here."

Perhaps in the hearts of the sword cultivators in Ascension City, the hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall is no longer Xiao Xun, or even Ning Yao. Maybe he has always been just the one standing alone at the top of the city, the one who waved goodbye to the entire Ascension City. The young man named Chen Pingan is both a foreigner and a native of his hometown.