The years when I explored the fairyland

It was late at night,

In a remote courtyard.

The high walls blocked the light of the lamp, but could not block the noisy fighting.

People of all shapes and sizes were drinking, playing, or howling to the sound of drums and music, and some were so impatient that they hugged the dancers and did whatever they wanted.

From a distance, it looked like a group of demons dancing wildly!

When Zhou Wu stood in front of the door, he couldn't help but frown. When he pushed the door open and saw the group of demons dancing wildly, his frown deepened.

Although there were countless messy people gathered in Wenxiang Temple, no one dared to mess around in front of him. There was a precedent before, and the presumptuous person was slapped to death by him.

But at this moment, he still held back.

Stepping forward, avoiding all kinds of unbearable things, he walked to the depths of the courtyard and saw a woman at the top of the living room.

She must be a gentle woman, with a dignified appearance, soft eyes, a faint smile on the corners of her mouth, and two small dimples when she smiles.

Seeing Zhou Wu coming, she chuckled and asked, "The master seems to be in a bad mood, but the people in Tingfeng Tower are not useful?"

"They are very useful!"

"That's because you don't like my men, but you should know that the people of my Xuanyue Sect have always believed that life is short and you should do whatever you want and indulge in pleasure.

They may look unruly, but when they help you kill people, they will fight for their lives and not fear life and death."

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Wu's face relaxed. He paused and asked, "I heard that the Ba Zong sent someone?"

The woman's smile faded: "So what? It's just the Ba Zong, I'm not afraid of him."

"In this case, I'll leave this matter to the saint."

"Okay, okay, but the master should not forget the promise to my Xuanyue Sect."

"I will naturally not break my promise to do what I should do, so don't worry."

At this point in the conversation, both parties had said everything they should say. Zhou Wu walked away slowly, passing through all kinds of unbearable things again, without looking around.

The saintly lady watched his departing figure, her smile faded slightly, her eyes became more gloomy.

But when she turned her eyes slightly and saw the men in the courtyard, she smiled again.

If you look from a higher place at this time, you can see that the courtyard is filled with a faint aura rolling, covering the entire courtyard, making outsiders unaware.

...

A sect as powerful as the Tiger Demon Pavilion cannot be powerful only in itself.

The hundreds of inner disciples, thousands of outer disciples, as well as deacons, elders, and masters, and even the strong men of the previous generation, all require huge resources and money to support them continuously.

Therefore, the tentacles extended by the sect will involve all areas of society and will also expand to almost all areas of Tianquan County.

There are even specially organized caravans that will go to other counties or prefectures to exchange what they have.

In addition, when the sign is erected, there will naturally be countless people trying to get close to it, even if it is just to have a little relationship and hang a name, they can keep themselves safe.

But when the Tiger Demon Pavilion was almost wiped out and its strength was greatly damaged, these tentacles that extended out were unlucky.

There is no fairness in this world, and there are no business rules.

Once you are sure that you have no backers and no background, you don’t know how many people will pounce on you and tear your flesh and blood.

Therefore, the loss of the Tiger Demon Pavilion has never been the death of the disciples, elders and masters of the mountain, but the continuous collapse of this huge system.

Without the supply of wealth and materials from these people, even if the Tiger Demon Pavilion is still there, even if they still have innate strongmen, it is already a spent force.

They are no longer the third-ranked martial arts sect in Tianquan County, and they can’t have any impact on the Yunya Sword School and Wenxiang Temple.

Even more, they have to worry about more powerful forces targeting the Tiger Demon Pavilion.

It can be imagined how tormented the Tiger Demon Pavilion is now.

But this is no longer the main contradiction in Tianquan County. Without the buffer of Husha Pavilion, the Yunya Sword Sect and Wenxiang Temple have reached a real life-and-death struggle.

At this point, even Chu Zhou can't stay out of it.

Zhou Wu assigned him a lot of tasks and asked him to run around Tianquan County.

...

A few days later,

at night,

on the top of a barren mountain.

A bonfire was about to burn out, and people were sitting on both sides of the bonfire.

Chu Zhou sat on one side, casually took a piece of firewood, and fiddled with the firewood, trying to make it burn more vigorously.

On the other side, there was an old man with white hair and turbid eyes, but he was dressed gorgeously, and the long sword in his hand was embellished with many gems.

"Little kid, it's not easy for Xuanzhen Temple to find such a genius like you, surrender now!"

"Meng Gongyi didn't dare to say this when he died in my hands. Are you better than him?"

"He should call me uncle. I taught him a lot of sword skills back then.

Little kid, don't treat Yunya Sword Sect as Wenxiang Temple. Our foundation is not what you can imagine."

"What you call foundation is to let old people like you fight to the death?"

"Haha, do you think that an old man like me is a good deal for a young man like you?"

"I think this is a kind of sadness!"

"It seems that you are determined?"

"Tonight, we have said a lot of things. Let's end it early."

"In this case, we can only fight."

Clang!

The long sword was unsheathed, and the extremely pure true qi turned into sword qi, and the bonfire was instantly extinguished.

In the dark night, the blood-red sword light was like a storm, spreading outward in circles, turning into a huge tornado, as if to crush everything.

In the center of the tornado, there was only the sound of punches shaking the ground, like beating drums, turning into shock waves one after another, spreading outward,

The sword qi tornado was urged, bulging and shrinking, like the beating of a giant beast's heart.

Each time, it was a shock within a radius of hundreds of meters, and all the mountains, rocks, and plants were turned into powder wherever it passed.

After a stalemate of a cup of tea, the old man's face turned red and he roared.

He pointed the sword in his hand directly at Chu Zhou, and pressed his palms on the hilt again and again, and the powerful true qi surged in like a substance.

——Unparalleled sword skills, piercing the sun!

For a moment, more than ten red sword auras shot out from the sword energy tornado, as if to poke seventeen or eighteen holes in everything in sight.

But all of this was not as powerful as the word "Chi" that Chu Zhou uttered when he opened his mouth!

A red and white sword light spit out from his mouth, and it rushed into the sky in just a moment. Wherever it passed, the sword light and the tornado were all cut in half.

Also cut into pieces was the old man holding the sword on the other side of the campfire.

Snap!

The sword fell from his hand, and the old man seemed a little confused. He looked at Chu Zhou, his lips moved a few times, as if he wanted to say something, but finally fell to the ground softly.

With a bang, he split into two halves, splitting in the middle, and blood stained the ground red.

Chu Zhou sat down again, and gestured in the air for a while, and the light blue light formed a complicated pattern until the last stroke closed.

With a bang, the flames ignited spontaneously, and a fire crow sprang out of it, flapping its wings and flying around.

It flew over the bonfire, and the flames dripping from its wings re-ignited the bonfire, and then it circled and quacked non-stop.

"It's done!"

Chu Zhou clenched his fist and waved it, his expression indescribably happy, as if using this magic was happier than killing a congenital warrior.

...

Ten days later, another place,

Halfway up the mountain, on a narrow road.

Chu Zhou looked down at the distance, with a divine light flashing in his eyes. He could vaguely see a man in black holding a sword approaching, at a very fast speed, flashing between the treetops and rocks.

Chu Zhou looked behind him again, and the mountains were leveled into fields like steps, planted with many herbs, and dotted with a few huts.

This is a medicinal field, which was specially opened up by Wenxiang Temple in the mountains to plant various herbs.

Everyone knows that wild herbs are more effective, but if there are too many, it is impossible to supply them by wild alone.

Therefore, any large sect must have its own medicine field, or even a beast garden for taming spirit beasts.

Now, Chu Zhou is stationed in this medicine garden to prevent the attack of Yunya Sword Sect. He thought this mission was good and quiet,

but who knew that the attackers came less than half a day later.

"Alas..."

Sighing, Chu Zhou also accepted his fate. He gestured casually, and a little magic power flashed. After failing twice, he finally finished the outline.

At the moment when the spell was formed, the air above the mountains and the earth suddenly became cold, and the diffuse water vapor turned into white mist, rolling up into the sky.

In just a moment, the foot of the mountain was shrouded in fog.

The black-clothed man inside was screamed by the strange fog, and Chu Zhou plunged into it.

After a while, in addition to screaming, there were more screams.

A moment later, a sword light broke through the air, flashing like a meteor, breaking through the fog.

When he appeared again, there was another person holding a sword standing on the treetop. He looked back at the fog, listened to the screams, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

After a slight hesitation, he left without hesitation. The man followed the sword, and the sword followed the man, at a very fast speed!

...

Anyue City,

Somewhere in an underground bank.

"Huang Mingzu of the Huang family, with the business contract of his own restaurant as proof, borrow 1,000 taels of silver for a period of three months, nine out of 13 returns, is it possible?"

"Sure, prepare the silver and enter it into the account!"

"Yes!"

"Li Degui of the Li family, with the deed of a thousand acres of good land as proof, borrow 3,000 taels of silver for a period of one year, nine out of 13 returns, is it possible?"

"The land of the Li family is all cultivated land, three thousand taels is too much, only 1,500 taels are given for a period of six months, nine out of 13 returns.

That's it, let's discuss it again..."

"Yes!"

Under the curtain, Chu Zhou sat there, watching the busy scene, his expression was a little embarrassed.

It would be fine if he went out to fight and kill, but he was asked to come here to watch the scene?

What is this? !

However, Chu Zhou also knew that this was the largest underground bank in the entire Tianquan County and one of the most important industries of Wenxiang Temple.

The silver and money stored inside accounted for at least more than half of the circulating money of Wenxiang Temple, and it really needed to find a powerful person to watch it.

If Chu Zhou hadn't completed his missions so well these days, even the innate warriors would have died or fled in his hands, and it was estimated that this good job would not have come to him.

However, after sitting there for just a moment, he ignored the silver and money in the room and thought carefully about the situation in Anyue City in the past month.

Second update!