The first cause of all realms

Chapter 640 The old man, he...

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The territory of Ming Dynasty is vast, within a country, the four seasons seem to be different.

The northwest and Longyuan are bitterly cold, and the winter is about to pass, but the Jiangnan Road, which is a few roads away, is scorching hot and the summer heat has arrived.

Jiangnan Road, a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, rich and natural treasures, has been a symbol of prosperity for thousands of years.

Jiangnan Road, Qizhou.

Boom!

Dark clouds, lightning and thunder, not long after, heavy rain poured down, and the water vapor on both sides of the Pingbo River was transpiring, like Chengze Kingdom.

The fishermen in the river retreated one after another, only the heavy-drafted five-storey painting boats were still floating in the river.

In the misty water mist, red flowers can be seen hanging faintly, surrounded by colored ribbons. If you have five senses, those who are sensitive can even smell the strong scent of powder.

And that faint, soul-stirring melodious sound.

"It is worthy of being the area of ​​the eight dynasties, the place where gold powder gathers, and the prosperous place of more than ten generations..."

A flat boat, an oil-paper umbrella, and a white dress, Chu Tianyi carried one hand on his back, along the rain curtain beside the umbrella, looking at this Jiangnan Road, no, Daming, the most famous fireworks place in the world.

The painted boats are five stories high, and the interior is even more luxurious, with gambling houses, tea shops, restaurants and so on.

It is the real gold-selling cave.

The heavy wind and rain disturbed the fisherman, but they couldn't move these boats, which could be used as battleships, which added a bit of fun to them.

Chu Tianyi could see clearly that many literati, poets, courtesans and geisha had gathered on the decks of the picturesque boats.

When the wind blows and the tide moves, the distressed appearance of the fishermen attracts the attention of the nobles on the boat, and those who are unlucky and fall into the river will even arouse laughter.

boom!
Chu Tianyi gave gifts at his feet, and the boat flew into the wind and rain like an arrow, and the energy left the body to stir up water mist, throwing the fisherman who fell into the water back to his own boat.

He himself, with his strength, crossed the wind and rain for tens of feet, and landed on one of the painting boats amidst the astonishment and applause.

"It's so easy!"

"May I ask what your brother's name is?"

"Could it be the master apprentice of Zhujian Villa?"

Some noble sons stood up to greet them, some Confucian scholars guessed in amazement, all the charming and charming oiran actresses, with their beautiful eyes flowing, seemed to be moved.

Chu Tianyi's stature is eight feet high, he is dressed in white clothes with a stern and unrestrained aura, his facial features are handsome and distinct, his eyes are clear and energetic,
In addition, his meritorious deeds are profound, which has attracted people's attention.

call!
The closed paper umbrella opened again to keep out the wind and rain.

Chu Tianyi ignored the scrutiny and shouts of the people on the boat, and bowed slightly, full of anger:

"Forging Sword 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, even blowing away the wind and rain.

Ask to see the sword god?

There was first silence on the painting boat, and then an uproar.

The Ming Dynasty was a martial arts world, and there were countless martial arts practitioners in the world, and there were even more swordsmen who practiced swords. There is only one person who is qualified to be called the sword god.

That is, Sword God Mu Qingliu!
Mu Qingliu is a legendary figure in the Jianghu.

Unlike Zhang Xuanba, who was born in the royal family and was mostly in the army, and in the temple, Mu Qingliu is a true martial arts myth.

According to legend, he was just a handyman who started the fire in Zhujian Villa at first, and his status was extremely low.

But relying on his own superiority, he rebelled against Jianjian Villa alone, and only took a few decades to become a martial artist.

The "Hanging Sword Terrace" developed by it has only four boys with swords on their backs, and it has become the top sect in the world.

Such a legendary figure would actually come to Pingbo River to have fun? !

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

"Chu Tianyi, Zhu Jian Villa, is ordered by the owner of Longzhuang to ask to see the sword god, and I hope that he will not hesitate to grant him!"

In the painting boat, almost everyone was startled, and opened the windows to look at the deck, but there were all kinds of discussions, but there was no response.

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

Someone recognized Chu Tianyi.

"Young Master Chu, did you find the wrong place? Among the boats, there are only me and other ordinary people in the world, how can there be a sword god?"

Hearing all kinds of noise, Chu Tianyi frowned slightly, and was about to speak, when he heard a crisp child's voice:
"Master is drunk, come in and see him by yourself, I can't wake him up old man!"

"The Sword God is really there?!"

Hearing this, the boat boiled up and down immediately, seeing that the timing was wrong, Chu Tianyi was so angry that he shook the boat to quell the commotion.

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

Chu Tianyi's voice became cold after sweeping through the drunken people.

There was no more noise echoing, he just walked into the painting boat, inside, the smell of powder, wine and meat, and some unknown smells were mixed, which was quite pungent.

Chu Tianyi shook his head heartily.

If he hadn't searched for it with supernatural powers, he might have thought he had come to the wrong place.

How could such a dignified sword god and martial sage come to such a filthy place...

"here!"

When the voice came, it seemed that a child of seven or eight years old was beckoning.

"Sword God accepted disciples?" '

Chu Tianyi responded with a sound, but was extremely surprised in his heart.

Mu Qingliu has not established a sect, and the Xuanjiantai is not so much a sect as a dojo for his own temporary practice.

I haven't heard of him accepting apprentices for seven or eighty years. How could he accept such a little guy?

While pacing, he looked at this little guy with a childish face, a wooden sword hanging from his waist, simple and stupid, and his aptitude seems to be very average...

"Big brother is so beautiful."

The little guy was full of envy.

Chu Tianyi smiled and asked, "Are you the apprentice of the Sword God? What's your name?"

"My name is Shan Sheng. I'm a wild child in the boat. The master passed by and insisted on taking me as an apprentice. He couldn't even beat me."

The little guy has a nose and eyes.

Chu Tianyi was dumb, and stopped, not daring to enter the door, and bowed again:
"Forging a sword..."

"Noisy!"

Accompanied by the strong smell of alcohol, a hoarse voice interrupted his words, Chu Tianyi was startled, bowed even more, and glanced away from the corner of his eye.

In the room, a drunk was stretching.

It was an old man dressed in a gray robe, not young, not tall, and extremely unattractive. Even his hands were short and thick, without any trace of sword practice.

"I……"

Chu Tianyi is not a person who is good at words, but he comes from a big family, so he knows how to be tactful, but at the moment he was so shocked that he was a little tongue-tied.

This is Mu Qingliu? !

This is the sword god? !
Snapped!
One slap, Chu Tianyi didn't react, and another slap, two slaps made his eyes black, and his mind was buzzing.

"One hit, to disturb people's dreams, one hit, to make you look like a dog."

The old man in gray robe got up yawning, and gave Chu Tianyi a cold look:

"In this troubled time, great fortunes fluctuate, Buddhas come out of Lanke, great Confucians come out of Longyuan, martial arts come out in the northwest, heavenly knives come out in the south of the mountain, Hanging Mountains, and a little Taoist priest barely catches his eye.

Why did you come out of Zhujian Villa? "

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

Want to argue, but can't speak up.

Snapped!
Another slap came, Chu Tianyi was startled, subconsciously took a step back, but was slapped twice.

This time, he was really angry when he was hit, and he subconsciously grabbed the sleeve robe, but this touch was in vain.

"Seven kills and seven seizures of the demon-dispelling sword intent? Hehe, the resurrected sword red man can't beat me, can the mere sword intent be used as a means?"

Playing with a small pocket sword casually, Mu Qingliu snorted and threw it back:
"It's better to bend than to bend. Sword Chixia will only mislead people. What is a sword is nothing more than a piece of iron. If you want to bend it, you must bend it!"

laugh!
Mu Ran took the little sword, Chu Tianyi's heart trembled, and he felt that these words came straight to his heart.

Obtaining the supernatural power of "knowing the future", he lost the courage to move forward. In the illusion, he avoided fighting Yang prison several times, and his sword heart almost collapsed.

But at this moment, upon hearing these words, ripples could not help but appear in his heart.

After thinking about it, the anger in his heart was gone, he puffed out his big cheeks, and bowed to thank him: "Thank you Sword God for your guidance!"

"It's not so stupid."

Mu Qingliu reluctantly nodded, and was about to speak when her heart skipped a beat.

No one saw what he was doing, Chu Tianyi didn't even notice it, until he realized that there was no one in front of him, this one had already appeared on the deck.

Amidst the wind and rain, Mu Qingliu looked to the northwest, faintly, as if he had sensed a change in the aura far away.

There was no qi and blood bursting out, no real qi leaking out, he just stood quietly, as if he had cut off the wind and rain all over the sky.

"He invited me out of the mountain for this person? It seems that he has made a big fuss..."

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Within ten days, the entire territory of the Northwest Road fell, and all the imperial forces were withdrawn.

Taoist Yulong Guanlin was promoted to the rank of Martial Saint.

Any one of these events is enough to spread the word about a major event in the world, and it happened in the same place within ten days, which naturally caused a shock in the world.

Ding'an Road, Linlong Road, Northwest Road, Lingnan Road... Even among the two great dynasties outside the Great Wall, there are strong people who have come out of closed places.

Or look north, or look south, or frown, or sneer...

But being in the vortex of the storm, Lin Daoren did not leave after all, and the breakthrough of the Martial Saint also did not happen overnight.

Martial arts will require a long time to become familiar with, stabilize, and practice.

After the war, Qi Daoguang never returned to the Northwest Dao City, but with the eagle patrolling, Yang Yu naturally knew that he was sharpening his halberd in the mountains and waiting for the next day.

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

On the second day of Lin Daoren's ascension to the Martial Sage Banquet, he left the Northwest Dao City and came to the farmland eight hundred miles away from the city.

The long winter has just passed, and the endless farmland is very busy, some of which are farmers and soldiers.

The closely guarded area is a piece of farmland that is obviously different from other fields. An old man is busy, and when he sees Yang prison, he rushes forward to meet him.

This person was none other than Lin Daoren who went to Ding'an Road to capture Chen Jinshui, a well-known miracle doctor in the world.

"Tai Sui does have the ability to divide and regenerate, but is it taboo to plant it artificially?"

Carefully reporting the progress, Chen Jinshui felt a little numb.

He never dreamed that he would be able to come into contact with the "Tai Sui Demon" that countless warriors in the Jianghu fought and snatched, and he never thought that this one in front of him would actually plant Tai Sui...

Is there any taboo for 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 the soil, does not harm the land, can satisfy hunger, and can be used as medicine. It can not only divide itself, but also mix with other plants, which will greatly increase its yield.

Such a big benefit, a little taboo, naturally, Yang prison will not care.

"You can just plant it. As for taboos, I will naturally fight against them."

"This……"

Chen Jinshui sighed, but he had no choice but to agree.

Firstly, people had to bow their heads under the eaves, and secondly, this one gave too much.

After practicing medicine for decades, what kind of gold, silver, treasures, beautiful women and treasures have he never seen?
But Daoguo, he has never seen...

Yang Jue was naturally clear about his thoughts. Through the book of life and death, his understanding of Chen Jinshui was no less than his own:
"I promise you, it will not be less, but a dao fruit is not worth Yang's repentance."

"The villain must be ashamed to repay the adult!"

Chen Jinshui was excited and thanked again and again, but saw that the adult in front of him, for some reason, was in a daze, and his eyes were even more frighteningly bright.

"grown ups?"

He asked cautiously.

But Yang Ju didn't seem to realize it, his mind gathered in his chest.

In the cauldron of gluttony, a broken knife was buzzing and bursting into glory.

"Father..."

　Good night, good night everyone.

　
(End of this chapter)