The Earth Is My Dantian

Ye Sheng flew down with his second brother in his arms, left Jixia College by boat, and headed straight for Xianyang City.

"What's your name, senior brother?" Ye Sheng asked on the road.

"Eldest senior brother, let's call him senior senior brother." The second senior brother said the truth tomorrow, blinking his big eyes.

Ye Sheng said calmly, "You don't know either, do you?"

Daoming smiled embarrassedly, and said, "I asked Senior Brother before, but he didn't tell me. He just told me that Senior Senior Brother is Senior Senior Brother. Ask Master, but Master doesn't answer me."

"That's it, let me ask you clearly this time." Ye Sheng said softly.

"Okay, if you ask this time, the senior brother will definitely tell you. He has always treated me like a child. Although he loves me in every possible way, it hurts my self-esteem even more. Hello, junior brother." Daoming said with a smile.

Ye Sheng smiled.

In Xianyang City, Ye Sheng took Daoming's hand and came back here.

It has been almost a month since he left Xianyang to study at Jixia College. Ye Sheng has grown up too much, completely different from the one he fled from back then.

He could finally take a good look at the scenery of Xianyang.

After nearly two decades of peace and prosperity since Qin II came to the throne, Xianyang was the political center, and millions of people lived here.

Daoming has been guarding the gate of the monastery for a year, seeing the bustling Xianyang City at this moment, he was dazzled for a while.

All kinds of snacks and snacks peddled along the street were full of fragrance, making Daoming's saliva flow out, and he pulled Ye Sheng and said, "Junior Brother, Second Senior Brother is hungry."

Ye Sheng bought a few snacks for Daoming to eat on the road, and then asked, "You haven't told me, where is the big brother?"

Daoming is very obedient, with snacks, he can satisfy his hunger, and said, "Brother is on Chang'an Street in Beicheng."

"North City Chang'an Street." Ye Sheng raised his brows, this place is not a good place to go, even if Ye Sheng was trapped in the palace before, and the news was blocked, he had heard people talking about it. In the most chaotic place, there are many gangs and people die every day.

It's hard to imagine that in a big city like Xianyang, there is such a place where the law doesn't care at all. On Chang'an Avenue, people with big fists speak.

That's why scholars don't go, people who buy and sell businesses don't go, women from good families don't go...

Of course, these are all deceitful words on the surface. Then there are the largest brothel alleys in Xianyang on Chang'an Street, the rumored assassin organization in Xianyang City, the banned gambling houses in Xianyang City, and various prohibited Items, as long as these items exist, Chang'an Avenue will not be deserted.

"Yes, senior brother has a shop over there." Daoming nodded.

Ye Sheng picked up Daoming, let him eat slowly, and hurried to Chang'an Avenue by himself.

Entering Chang'an Street, Ye Sheng could clearly tell that someone was looking at him, presumably it was a pickpocket, and there was no difference between this place and the outside world. Pedestrians were walking on the street, and there were merchants hawking along the way. If Ye Sheng hadn't accidentally seen the alley There were some people lying on their stomachs, and there was blood in the air. He really thought there was no problem here.

"Where is senior brother?" Ye Sheng asked Ming.

Daoming pointed to the front and said, "Go inside, the shop of Senior Brother is very remote and hard to find."

Following Daoming's guidance, Ye Sheng began to search in the vast Chang'an Avenue.

Turning through one intersection after another, Ye Sheng saw the real inside story of Chang'an Street. The people here carry weapons and are vicious. Everyone's blood is very strong, and it is obvious that their hands are not clean.

Daoming didn't know whether he was young, he didn't know whether he was afraid, or he didn't know these crooked ways, so he showed Ye Sheng the way excitedly without any fear.

Ye Sheng hugged him, walking calmly.

"Boy, take your brother and get the hell out, this is not the place for you." At this time, a middle-aged man squatting by the side of the road said in a deep voice.

For a moment, more than a dozen eyes glanced over, staring at Ye Sheng very unkindly.

Ye Sheng said: "We are here to find someone."

"Who are you looking for?" The squatting middle-aged man stood up and asked. His hair was dry and he hadn't taken care of it carefully. When he stood up, he realized that he was a little lame.

Daoming said in Ye Sheng's arms, "Let's find a swordsmith."

The middle-aged man was startled, then frowned and said: "You also find a swordsmith to make swords?"

Apparently he saw that Ye Sheng was very well dressed, and he regarded Ye Sheng as a son of a family, thinking that he was looking for a swordsmith to make a sword.

Ye Sheng didn't make any excuses either, he just asked, "Where is the swordsmith?"

"Boy, the swordsmith is very busy. He is making a sword for Lao Tzu. You mustn't disturb him." At this time, an arrogant young man stepped forward. The sword master said dissatisfied in his heart.

"It seems that we don't need your advice when we go to see the swordsmith?" Ye Sheng glanced at him and said.

"Are you looking down on me as a lost dog?" The young man was enraged, stared, and immediately took out an ax from behind, and slashed towards Ye Sheng's head with a fierce speed.

"Looking for death!" Ye Sheng frowned, and a halo flashed between his brows.

Breathe!

The ancient Taoism was immediately displayed. In front of Sanggou, a hurricane swept him, flew more than ten meters away, flung him fiercely, and hit the wall. The huge force made Sanggou vomit blood. Yes, the exhaling wind did not dissipate, but turned into various whirlwinds like sharp arrows, penetrated into the opponent's body, and killed him completely in an instant.

This is the only change that Ye Sheng's control over Hufeng has deepened.

"Are you a cultivator?" The crippled middle-aged man said in shock, taking a few steps back to distance himself.

"Get out of the way, I'm going to see the swordsmith." Ye Sheng said lightly.

People on this street were killed, and the rest of the people's first reaction was to avoid the danger, and many eyes that were looking at Ye Sheng disappeared.

The lame middle-aged man didn't dare to stop him anymore, and said, "The swordsmith's house is in the alley ahead, you can go directly."

Ye Sheng held Daoming in his arms, passed these people, and left without looking back.

The lame middle-aged man looked at Ye Sheng's back and suddenly said, "Come on, collect the dead dog's body and send it to Brother Nan's forces to explain the ins and outs."

Immediately, two people picked up the dead dog's body and slipped away quickly.

The lame middle-aged man also limped away, and soon the place became empty.

Ye Sheng came to the swordsmith's shop.

A very old shop, a stove, burning inside, a big man wearing a thin shirt, is wielding a sledgehammer, hitting iron blocks, and forging swords.

The man's head was covered with sweat, and his thin shirt was already soaked, revealing his muscles. As the hammer fell, he trembled suddenly, feeling very powerful.

"Eldest brother, I'm here to see you." Daoming cried out happily when he saw this person.