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The territory of the Ming Dynasty was vast, and within a country, there seemed to be differences in all seasons.

The northwest is bitter and cold in the dragon abyss, and winter is about to pass, but the Jiangnan Road is separated by several roads, but the scorching sun is hot and the heat has arrived.

Jiangnan Road, a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and its magnificent treasures have been symbols of prosperity for thousands of years.

Jiangnan Road, Qizhou.

Boom!

The clouds were covered with lightning and thunder. Before long, heavy rain poured down, and the water vapor on both sides of the Pingbo River evaporated, like a country of Cheng Ze.

The fishermen in the river retreated one after another, but the only pleasure boats with high footage and heavy water were still floating in the river.

In the misty water mist, red flowers can be seen hanging around them, surrounded by ribbons. If you have five senses and keen people, you can even smell the strong smell of powder.

And that faint, ethereal and touching sound.

"It is worthy of being the area of ​​the smoke and moon in the eight dynasties, a place where gold and powder gather, and a place for more than ten generations of prosperity..."

A small boat, an oil-paper umbrella, and a white dress. Chu Tianyi carried it with one hand, looking at the Jiangnan Road along the rain curtain beside the umbrella. No, the Ming Dynasty, the most famous fireworks place in the world.

The pleasure boats were as high as five floors, and there were even more luxurious gambling shops, tea shops, restaurants, etc.

It is the real gold-selling cave.

The strong wind and rain disturbed the fisherman, but they could not blow these pleasure boats that could serve as warships, which added a bit of fun to them.

Chu Tianyi could see clearly that on the decks of those pleasure boats, there were many literati and poets, geishas, ​​and geishas.

The wind blows and the tide moves, and the miserable appearance of the fishermen attracts the attention of the nobles on the boat. Some people who are unlucky fall down the river will also attract laughter.

Bang!

Chu Tianyi sent a gift under his feet, and the boat rushed into the wind and rain like an arrow. The energy left his body and started to sway the mist, throwing the fisherman who fell into the water back to his own ship.

He himself took advantage of his strength to cross the wind and rain for dozens of feet, and fell on one of the pleasure boats amidst surprise and cheers.

"What a light skill!"

"I dare to ask what my brother calls him?"

"Can you be the master of Zhujian Villa?"

A noble young man stood up to greet him, while a Confucian scholar was surprised and speculated that the beautiful courtesans and famous actors, with beautiful eyes flowing, as if they were moved.

Chu Tianyi has a tall figure and is eight feet tall. He has a cold and elegant aura, handsome and distinctive facial features, clear eyes and clear eyes.

In addition, his merits and deeds are profound, and he has his own attention.

call!

The closed paper umbrella opened again, isolating the wind and rain.

Chu Tianyi ignored everyone's gaze and shouting on the pleasure boat, bowing slightly, and his true energy was stirred:

"Sword Casting Villa, Chu Tianyi, please see the Sword God!"

His voice was neither high nor low, but it was extremely penetrating, and the sound waves echoed, causing the wind and rain to spread.

See the Sword God?

There was a quietness on the pleasure boat first, and then an uproar.

In the Ming Dynasty, there were countless martial artists in the world, and there were countless swordsmen who practiced swords. There were only one person qualified to be called the Sword God.

That is, the sword god Mu Qingliu!

Mu Qingliu is a legendary figure in the world.

Unlike the royal family and nobles who are mostly in the army, Zhang Xuanba, Mu Qingliu, who is a real martial arts myth.

According to legend, he was just a fire-burning servant in Zhujian Villa at the beginning, and his status was extremely low.

But with his own high spirit, he betrayed the sword-making villa alone and became a Martial Saint in just a few decades.

The "hanging sword platform" he opened up, with only four sword-bearing boys, became the top sect in the world.

Such legendary figures will actually come to Pingbo River to have fun?!

There was an uproar, but no one responded. Chu Tianyi bowed for a while and said again:

"Chujian Villa, Chu Tianyi, is ordered by the Lord of Long Manor to see the Sword God, and I hope you will be willing to see you!"

Almost everyone in the pleasure boat was alarmed and opened the windows to look at the deck, but there was no response.

"Chu Tianyi? The fourth young master of Qingzhou, Chu Tianyi, the true disciple of Zhujian Villa?"

Someone recognized Chu Tianyi.

"Young Master Chu, have you found the wrong place? There are only ordinary people like us in the pleasure boat, so where is the sword god?"

Hearing all kinds of noises, Chu Tianyi frowned slightly, and was about to speak, when he heard a crisp childish voice:

"Master is drunk. Come in and see him by yourself. I can't wake him up!"

"The Sword God is really here?"

Hearing this, the boat suddenly became boiling. Chu Tianyi saw that it was wrong and his true energy was swelling, which shocked the boat to calm down the riot.

"Everyone should drink, sleep, if there is any noise or noise..."

After sweeping over the crowd of people who were drunk and sweet, Chu Tianyi's voice became cold.

There was no more noise, and he walked into the pleasure boat. Inside, there was a mixture of powdery smell, wine and meat, and some unknown taste, which was quite pungent.

Chu Tianyi shook his head in his heart.

If he hadn't been looking for it with his supernatural powers, he would have thought he had come to the wrong place.

How could the dignified Sword God and the Martial Saint come to such a dirty place...

"here!"

The voice came, a silly man, as if a child who was only seven or eight years old was waving.

‘Sword God has taken the disciple?’

Chu Tianyi responded, but was extremely surprised.

Mu Qingliu did not establish a sect. The Hanging Sword Platform is not so much a sect as a sect, but a temporary temple for him to practice.

I haven't heard of him taking disciples for seventy or eighty years, so how could he accept such a little guy?

While walking, he looked at the little guy's face was full of childishness, with a wooden sword hanging on his waist, stupid and stupid, and his qualifications seemed to be very ordinary...

"Big brother is so beautiful."

The little guy looked envious.

Chu Tianyi smiled and asked: "Are you a disciple of the Sword God? What's your name?"

"My name is Shan Sheng. I am a wild child in the pleasure boat. Master passed by and insisted on accepting me as his disciple, but he couldn't even beat him."

The little guy blows his nose and eyes.

Chu Tianyi was stunned and stopped and did not dare to enter the door. He bowed and called again:

"Sword Forging..."

"It's so noisy!"

Accompanied by the strong smell of alcohol, a hoarse voice interrupted his words. Chu Tianyi was shocked, bowed even more, and his light swept over.

In the room, there was an alcoholic stretching.

It was an old man wearing a gray robe, not young, not tall, and extremely incredible. Even his hands were short and thick, without any trace of swordplay.

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Chu Tianyi is not a good person who is good at speaking, but he is from a big family and knows how smooth he is. But he is too shocked at this moment and is a little stunned.

Is this Mu Qingliu?!

Is this the Sword God?!

Bang!

With a slap, Chu Tianyi didn't react and was slapped again. His eyes turned black and his mind was buzzing.

"A moment, I will hit you and disturb you. I will hit you and see people with my dog's eyes."

The old man in gray robe yawned up and looked at Chu Tianyi coldly:

"In this chaotic era, the fortunes are ups and downs, and Buddhist sons are born in the rotten karma, great scholars are born in the Longyuan, Wuqu is born in the northwest, there is a Tiandao in the Lingnan, a hanging mountain, and a little Taoist priest is barely attracted to the eyes.

Why did you come out of Zhujian Villa?"

Chu Tianyi was stunned by the beating. He opened his mouth, and his shame and annoyance that he had never felt before flashed in his heart.

I want to argue, but I can't start.

Bang!

Another slap came, and Chu Tianyi was frightened by the bird, subconsciously took a step back, but was slapped twice.

This time, he was hit and he had real fire, so he subconsciously grabbed his sleeves, but when he touched, he felt empty.

"Seven Killings and Seven Snatching Demon-Breaking Sword Intent? Haha, the sword Red Hero is resurrected and can it beat me up. Can the mere sword intent be used as a means?"

Playing with a small pocket sword casually, Mu Qingliu snorted and threw it back:

"What is better to break than bend? Sword Red Hero will only mislead people's children. What is a sword? It's just a piece of iron. If you want to break, you have to bend!"

laugh!

Mu Ran took the little sword, and Chu Tianyi was shocked, and he felt that this sentence came into his heart.

He was satisfied with his magical power of "knowing the future", so he lost the courage to move forward. In the illusion, he avoided fighting against Yang Yu several times, and his sword heart almost collapsed.

And at this moment, when he heard this sentence, ripples appeared in his heart.

When he thought about it, he was full of anger. He held his eldest cheeks and bowed to thank him: "Thank you for your guidance from the Sword God!"

"It's not foolish."

Mu Qingliu nodded reluctantly and was about to speak, but his heart suddenly felt shocked.

No one saw how he was doing, and Chu Tianyi didn't even notice it. He waited until he found that there was no one in front of him, and this person had already appeared on the deck.

In the wind and rain, Mu Qingliu looked northwest from afar, and faintly seemed to notice the changes in the qi that was extremely far away.

Without qi and blood, without true qi leaking out, he just stood quietly, as if he had cut open the wind and rain all over the sky.

"He asked me to come out for this person? It seems that he has made a big deal..."

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In the past ten days, the entire northwest road fell and all the power of the court retreated.

Yulong Guanlin Taoist was promoted to the Martial Saint.

Any of these things can be enough to spread the world. They happened in ten days, and the same place naturally caused shock to the world.

Ding'an Road, Linlong Road, Northwest Road, Lingnan Road... and even among the two dynasties outside the Frontier, there are strong people who go out of seclusion.

Looking north, south, frown, or sneer...

Located in the whirlpool of the storm, Dao Ren Lin did not leave, and the breakthrough of the Martial Saint was not achieved overnight.

The will of martial arts takes a long time to be familiar with, firm and practice.

After the war was issued, Qi Daoguang never returned to Northwest Dao City. However, with the flying eagle patrolling, Yang Yu naturally knew that he was grinding his halberd in the mountains and waiting for the future.

But he seemed to have no intention of preparing for war.

On the second day after Lin Daoren promoted to the Martial Saint Banquet, he left Northwest Daocheng and came to farmland 800 miles away from the city wall.

The long winter just passed, and the endless farmland was very busy, some of which were farmers and soldiers.

The one who is closely guarded is a farmland that is obviously different from other people. An old man is busy and seeing Yang Yu, he is busy facing forward.

This person was captured by Daoren Lin from Ding'an Road, the world's famous miracle doctor Chen Jinshui.

"Tai Sui does have the ability to split and regenerate, but will there be any taboos when planting artificially?"

Chen Jinshui was really irritated by reporting the progress carefully.

He never dreamed that he could actually come into contact with the "Tai Sui Demon" fought and robbed by countless martial artists in the world, and he didn't expect that the person in front of him would actually plant Tai Sui...

Are there any taboos when planting Tai Sui?

Of course there is!

But compared to the taboo, the benefits are too great. The growth of Tai Sui does not pick on soil or damage the land. It can fill hunger and be medicinal. It can not only divide itself, but also mix with other plants, which will greatly increase its yield.

With such great benefits, Yang Yu naturally would not care about some taboos.

"You just need to plant it. As for the taboos, I will fight it naturally."

"this……"

Chen Jinshui sighed, but had to agree.

First, people have to bow their heads under the eaves, and secondly, this person has given too much.

After practicing medicine for decades, he has never seen any gold, silver and treasures?

But Daoguo, he has never seen it before...

Yang Yu naturally knew his thoughts. Through the Book of Life and Death, his understanding of Chen Jinshui was no less than that of himself:

"I will never miss you. Just a Taoist fruit is not worth Yang's regret."

"A villain must be heartbroken to repay the great man!"

Chen Jinshui was excited and thanked him repeatedly, but saw that the adult in front of him was stunned for some reason, and his eyes were even more shiver.

"grown ups?"

He asked carefully.

But Yang Yu seemed to have not realized it, and his mind gathered in his chest.

I saw a broken knife in the gluttony cauldron, buzzing and thundering, rays of bright light blooming.
Chapter completed!