i have a sword fairy

The storm has subsided.

Like a candle being snuffed out.

Chapter 26 Ima

This is a very weird scene.

This ten-mile long street is one of the most prosperous places in the city.

The crowds flowed endlessly, and the roads were full of traffic.

Every moment is full of life and fireworks in the market.

At the end of the street, there is a team picking up relatives and marrying their wives. They slowly turn from the north. In front is a sedan chair where the bride sits. Behind the groom is riding a purplish red horse. Behind the horse is a porter carrying the bride's dowry. , One person in front of Ma is holding the bride's dressing box.

In the middle of the avenue, there was also a large sedan chair with eight carriages being passed by dozens of long entourages. The entourages were arrogant. Pedestrians on the road were hurriedly giving way, for fear of angering the nobles.

But at this time, the most eye-catching people on the street were not the two gangs.

It was a strange picture beside the road between them.

A little boy in a red cotton jacket was standing still with his head lowered, holding a half-eaten ice-sugar gourd with both hands. The corners of his mouth dipped in brown sugar were slightly raised, and his black and white eyes were like delicate and smooth glass beads. It reflected the dry hand that penetrated into his chest in front of him.

The little boy who had been submerged by the red light a second ago, but now there is no red light in his body.

At this moment, his young body is like a delicate and fragile porcelain, covered with shocking cracks. The dense runes have been extinguished, but they have turned into tattoos and are printed on his fair skin, showing that they once were. exist.

Many people around looked at it, and they also witnessed the red light just now, but they were not surprised. It's just a common sight in their daily life, it's no longer strange, just like when you usually go out, you have other things in mind, and your eyes habitually skip the flower pot outside the window, and you won't give any more attention to it. .

Their eyes naturally averted, and their faces were still full of strange expressions triggered by the last event.

The crowd next to the candied fruit stall began to disperse, because no one was selling candied haws anymore. There were children from poor families who stared at the half-eaten candied haws in the hands of the little red-padded jacket boy. After swallowing a few times, they were reluctant to part. 's departure.

Click.

A crisp sound rang out.

Chi Yu's pupils shrank one by one, and he slowly raised his head like a flash of light.

What catches the eye is a dark face.

It was the black-faced old man who handed him the candied haws just now, still smiling like a simple farmer.

He opened his mouth, but the dry hand on his chest that grabbed his demon pill had been pulled out at will, and the last words he wanted to say turned into light spots along with Yuan Ying, and dispersed with the wind.

A sixth-level monster, which was extremely rare in the surrounding mountains and continents, fell silently like this.

The black-faced old man spread out his palms and glanced at the dark, red demon pill in his hand. The densely scattered patterns could no longer tell how many sky marks there had been, so he couldn't tell which one it was. Demon Pill.

But the old man didn't care much, he turned his hands away, and sent a few words to the two juniors in his mind, and then he stood with his hands behind his back and waited, with a smile on his face and slightly squinting.

Today, there seems to be a temple fair in the city. There are more and more people on the street. The black-faced old man found that his candied fruit stall was blocking the way of pedestrians, so he moved it to a remote place. Whether to sell or not, he nodded with a smile, and sold the candied haws again.

……

Zhao Qianqiu followed the will of the previous uncle, and was rushing to the Shanshui Grottoes in Zhishui Kingdom, preparing to capture the beast's accomplice.

But suddenly Xinhu received the voice transmission from the uncle, and after a little thought, he hurriedly turned around and returned.

……

Somewhere in the mountains, a black thing fell from the sky and smashed a huge deep pit.

The dust was flying, and the giant tree overturned.

A woman in palace dress is standing on a surviving ancient tree beside the giant pit.

A small sword without a handle flew out from the pit.

This sword is crystal clear and radiant, very strange, but the end that should be the hilt is tied with a jade pendant.

At this time, the handleless flying sword was not sheathed when it came back, but nimbly inserted between the cloud buns of the woman in the palace dress.

Turned into a step.

Yi Qianyan frowned and looked at the corpse of the black flood dragon in the pit.

She chased all the way here just now, and before she could use her sword, the beast fell down on its own.

She cut open the dantian of Yaojiao, and as expected, there was no Yaodan and Yuanying.

"So, this beast's Nascent Soul should have been secretly staying in the mortal city before?" she muttered to herself. "Heh, it's alright, Da Sikou is waiting for you there, but I don't know if Da Sikou has caught those sneaky guys behind you."

But she didn't worry too much. After all, Da Sikou was one of the few seventh-level sword cultivators in Wangque Continent. He had countless magical powers and secrets, not to mention the mysterious power of his flying sword, which was simply incredible.

Sword Immortals in the seventh realm like Da Sikou have attracted the attention of the comprehension world with their every move. The name and supernatural powers of the Fei Jian Feijian have long been "exposed" and spread in some specific circles.

Da Sikou's birth sword, the sword's name is Yima, and the Sanchilou of Tai'a Jiange has been rated as a second-class grade, and has unique magical powers.

As far as Yi Qianyan knows, Yima can traverse the lake of other people's hearts at will, cut off other people's thoughts at will, or make it difficult for others to restrain the heart of the horse, the heart lake has thousands of thoughts, and Yima can carry one of the master's hearts and souls. Let it spy on the hearts of others.

The use of this flying sword supernatural power is extremely mysterious. Just imagine, if you want to spy on the enemy's secrets, you only need to let the opponent's thoughts spread around when the enemy is unprepared and slack, and then use the horse to cut off those useless thoughts, and only keep them. The one he needs, in this way, Yima can successfully steal the secrets in the hearts of others.

And if it is to fight with the enemy, use the horse to detect the enemy's thoughts in advance, or cut off the key ideas of the enemy, how much influence it will have on the dangerous battle situation that is missed by a thousand miles, one can imagine.

This kind of Feijian supernatural ability that can come and go through other people's hearts, listen for ideas, and tamper with others' thoughts to a certain extent is inconceivable to Yi Qianyan, but what makes her strange is that the three-footed building of Jiange only gives such supernatural powers. After the evaluation of the second class, it did not enter the first class.

Yi Qianyan has some conjectures, probably because the magical power of this flying sword of life has some limitations and constraints, which may not be as exaggerated as it sounds.

But no matter what, the A-level or B-level Fei Jian Fei Jian is out of reach for Yi Qianyan. Even if she is a Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator who is considered a successful Daoist in the eyes of others, the rank of Fei Jian Fei Jian is still out of reach. Purely depends on fate, just like cultivation aptitude, some people are born to be proud of the sky, and some people can only stand at the foot of the mountain forever, not to mention chasing, they are not even qualified to climb mountains.

Most of the time in cultivation, innate aptitude is more important than acquired effort!

Thinking of this, she thought of Zhao's youth who was killed by this animal in this bloody case.

It's a pity.

She had met that boy several times. Although she was not a law enforcement cultivator in the Si Kou mansion, this time she just happened to be close enough to be called to help by Da Si Kou, but she would still find a chance to go to the arrogance of the sword pavilion like the closed disciple of Da Si Kou. Take a look, after all, as long as they don't die prematurely, almost all the people who are trained by this kind of sect can grow into the pillars of the sword pavilion and work with her in the future.So know in advance and send some "small things", maybe you can form a good relationship.

That Zhao clan's youth is really powerful, and he has been among the best in several sect competitions, and it seems that he is still hiding.I heard that he has two natal flying swords, and the rank is not low. As for the "not low" method, Da Sikou didn't elaborate, but looking at his smiling expression, it is estimated that a second class has not escaped.

However, geniuses are called geniuses precisely because they have not grown up. She has seen a lot of geniuses who have fallen halfway like this, and she can only remind herself to be extremely careful when training disciples in the future.

However, this Zhao family is indeed the peak of kendo luck.

In addition to this fallen young man from the Zhao family, I heard that there is also a girl from the Zhao family in the Fourth Mansion of the Taiqing Dynasty who entered Xiaoyao Mansion at the age of 16. Alas, my old lady entered the Xiaoyao Mansion from Fuyao Mansion through standard procedures when she reached the Tianzhi Realm. Yes, those who can enter the mansion in advance are evildoers.

By the way, are young people nowadays so fierce?

After a while, she seemed to have received some news, she stretched her crescent eyebrows, took out a dragon net from Xumi's body, and ingested the corpse of the monster.

Immediately afterwards, the "step shake" above his head slid down, the sword light flashed, and he left in an instant.

There are only a lot of wolves and a huge pit left. It is conceivable that after a few heavy rains, here is another Bitan.

Chapter 27 The joy of life is knowing each other

After Zhao Rong and Liu Sanbian disembarked, they went to Qingfengju's firm in Zangzhoupu.

When he came out, Zhao Rong had a silk bag embroidered with the pattern of a tall building in his hand, which contained fifteen low-grade spirit stones returned by Qingfengju, which was almost half the shipping fee.

As far as Zhao Rong knows, on the mountain, spirit stones are the most circulating currency. One high-grade spirit stone is equivalent to one hundred middle-grade spirit stones, and one middle-grade spirit stone is equivalent to one hundred low-grade spirit stones. Whether there is a higher-level spirit stone, Zhao Rong is unknown.

However, Zhao Rong doesn't actually have much desire for spirit stones now.

First, he has not officially stepped into the path of self-cultivation, and he does not need any cultivation resources.

Second, he has a weak temperament towards money, and feels that this thing is enough as long as it is enough. Of course, he has not been beaten by society in his previous life, otherwise he will know how difficult it is to achieve this "enough".

Thirdly, he found out that the poems in the poems seem to be of great value on the mountain, and they are still valuable and invaluable, and thanks to his former hobby of ancient writing, he still has a lot of such poems in his mind...

Zhao Rong shook the purse in his hand, it jingled, and looked back at the shop. The shopkeeper and the steward were very busy, smiling reluctantly to appease the guests and refund the boat fare.

Zhao Rong sighed, I really don't want to take this spirit stone, how about I give it to you, and I can add some more, and you take me to Duyou City?

"Where is Brother Sanbian going? The younger brother is going to Duyou City, but now it seems that we can only hurry down the mountain, and I don't know that we can only get there in the Year of the Monkey."

"Big Wei."

Liu San's words were concise and concise, his expression was flat, and he didn't have the worry like Zhao Rong's. He didn't seem to be in a hurry to go to the place called Da Wei.

Liu Sanbian glanced at Zhao Rong's expression, thought for a while, and took Zhao Rong to a business firm to buy a map of mountains and rivers in the northern part of Wangque Continent.

Zhao Rong looked at the densely packed place names on the map, and was quite amazed. There were not less than a hundred secular dynasties alone, not to mention those famous mountains and rivers. The records were extremely detailed.

"Who drew this map, so detailed, how much effort does it take?"

Liu San changed his gaze to a certain place on the map and did not move away.

"This is copied from the Xuan Ding."

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, Xuan Ding?

Suddenly, he remembered something.

There is such a line on the "Xuanhuang Chronicle" that he ripped through.

"Xuan collects the soldiers of ten thousand clans, the gold of nine animal husbandry, and casts nine tripods, like Jiuzhou, Zhenshan River."

At that time, Emperor Xuan took the Xuanhuang people to the top, collected the magical soldiers of all tribes and the metal tribute from Jiuzhou, and fused and cast nine large cauldrons, one for each continent, to suppress the transportation of mountains and rivers.

So the Jiuding also drew a map of Jiuzhou?

"Will the map of mountains and rivers drawn tens of thousands of years ago become outdated now?"

For such a long time, it is estimated that the sea has already been destroyed.

"Ok?"

Liu Sanbian raised his head and glanced at Zhao Rong, not expecting that he would ask this.

Liu Sanbian's mouth twitched and his face became fierce. Zhao Rong knew he was laughing, but because of his appearance, he looked very scary, but Zhao Rong got used to it after getting along for a long time. Lovely.

Who says that the face is born from the heart, my three-change brother is just the opposite.

"My son, this question..."

"Hey, how many times I said don't call me son, just call me brother, or Tzuyu."

Liu Sanbian turned a little twisted and called out, brother.

"I haven't seen the Xuan Ding of Benzhou, because almost no one in Wangquezhou knows where this heavy weapon of the human race is except Tianya Jiange."

"But I heard that the map of Jiuzhou recorded on the Xuan Ding is not static, but will change with the mountains and rivers, and evolve on its own with the passage of time. All living beings are slender.”

"The Wangquezhou map currently circulating on the mountain is a reduced version, which is regularly revised and announced by Tianya Jiange."

Zhao Rong nodded in understanding.

Liu Sanbian lowered his head to search for a while, and pointed with his finger.

"We are in Zhishui Country, separated from Duyou City by more than a dozen dynasties, and because Anling Country is blocked by Sikou House, it is estimated that we will not be able to pass through. Simply relying on foot strength or horses, even if you take the nearest road, my brother will take no less than five years to arrive."

Zhao Rong's eyelids jumped when he heard the words, my dear, this day lily is getting cold, it's better to wait for the blockade to be lifted, the traffic on the mountain is restored, and then take a boat to Duyou City, but I heard the people in Qingfengju say that the blockade is probably lifted. It takes half a year.

It turned out that the ancients rarely traveled far, and it took a long trip. It is estimated that they would be on the road for half their lives. If they encounter another chaos, [-]% of them will not be able to return home.

"However..." Liu Sanbian's finger tapped a blue spot on the map.

"But what?"

"But my brother is lucky, look here, there happens to be a Dadu that crosses the Wangque from south to north, you just need to go here, board a big boat, and go down the river, faster than ordinary horses can count. Ten times, you can reach Duyou City at the mouth of Dadu in about a month."

"We are still a few countries away from this Dadu, but it is very fast, and most of them pass by the border."

"Am I the only one boarding the ship, and the Sanbian brothers will not board the ship together?" Zhao Rong was curious.

"Between Zhishui Kingdom and Dadu, I can walk with my brother for one ride, but halfway I will reach Dawei."

Liu Sanbian helped Zhao Rong to mark some points of attention on the map of mountains and rivers, and then closed the map and handed it to Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong nodded and took it, put it in the bookcase, and calculated several times in his heart. This trip will take about two or three months. Although it is not as fast as the ferry on the mountain, it is the most convenient method under the current situation.

After the next itinerary was set, the two discussed that they would set off immediately after having a lunch in Zangzhoupu, not to stay here, and strive to arrive at the city below the mountain closest to Zangzhoupu before dark.

Zhao Rong took Liu Sanbian to buy some paper, ink and books, and replenished the bookcase. Before on the boat, Zhao Rong practiced and read every day, and he had already used up and read it.

At this time, the two of them were walking on the streets of Zangzhoupu, looking for a place to eat.

Because of the large number of ferries staying, there are many monks on the mountain gathered in Zangzhoupu, and the streets are very lively. Many people even set up stalls to sell some medicine pills, classics, or gadgets of unknown origin. Many monks stopped to pick and choose, trying to pick up leaks, fantasizing about bumping into a chance that the protagonists in the novels always encounter.

Suddenly, Liu Sanbian turned his head and looked back.

Not far behind, a sneaky figure shrank in fright, and hurriedly squatted beside a certain stall, looked left and right, and "seriously" picked up the items on the stall.