Yan Jiu's people were also very good at handling things, and they soon arrived in Sifang City.

Sifang City is an ancient city with a long history, and it is rumored that it is older than any country on the mainland, and the city lord of Sifang City is known as a great power on a par with the three sect masters.

There are even rumors outside that the Sifang City Lord is an old monster, and his age is terrifying to death.

It's just that unlike the three sect masters, the city lord of the Sifang City has always seen the head but not the end, and even the people in the Sifang City Lord's Mansion don't know what the Sifang City Lord looks like.

He is also not keen on worldly fame and fortune, and his only hobby is refining weapons.

Every ten years, Sifang City will hold the world's first forging, and the refiners on the continent will gather here to display their best spiritual weapons and select the most outstanding spiritual weapons.

At this time, it was the day when the registration deadline for the first forging in the world in Sifang City was closed, and there was an endless stream of people coming from all over the mainland.

Yan Yu's subordinates, when they were signing up, heard that there were a few Fang Shi who were signing up in front of them whispering.

"Have you heard, the road to Sifang City has not been smooth lately. ”

Yan Jiu's subordinates remained silent.

There are many spiritual weapons that come to Sifang City to participate in the world's first forging, and it is inevitable that there will be some greedy people who are worried about it.

"Have you heard? I've heard that lately gangsters have been killing children, especially those as old as six or seven years old, and even some of the shorter ones. ”

"I don't know who did it, so cruel. ”

"I heard that it was an evil monk in the Central Plains, saying that he killed a young child and dug his heart for alchemy. ”

The two monks discussed, and it was their turn that they stopped.

Yan Jiu's subordinates listened to it and understood.

It seems that the city lord's guess is not wrong, the people of the Long family are really not dead, fortunately they did not let the young master of Long Baobao show up, otherwise it must be more than lucky.

After reporting his name, the subordinate quickly left Sifang City.

The two jade boxes were also included in the treasury of Sifang City.

In the storehouse of Sifang City, spiritual weapons as high as a mountain are piled up.

It is full of high-grade spiritual weapons, and even the spiritual weapons of the ground level are quite numerous.

Each spirit weapon will be screened in advance before entering the preliminary round.

There are three or four maids, who are simply sorting the spiritual artifacts that have just been brought in today, and then registering them in turn.

One of them opened the two jade boxes that had been sent from Mercenary City earlier.

"Xiaoyu, look at it, this fan is really beautiful. ”

"I think this little bag is so delicate, look at the fabric. ”

The two maids whispered to the fan and the bag in the box.

"What do you say, who told you to be lazy and not work? A majestic voice came from behind him.

A middle-aged man with a dignified appearance walked over.

When they saw him, the two maidservants hurriedly bowed and saluted.

"Chief Qin, the slaves and maids are just registering the spirit weapons that were just sent today. ”

This steward, surnamed Qin, is one of the four chief stewards of the Sifang City Lord's Mansion, and he is a majestic person, and the people in the City Lord's Mansion are very afraid of him.

The manager surnamed Qin casually glanced at the spirit weapon of the competition, and when he saw the fan of the dragon bag, a dark light flashed under his eyes like a meteor.

I unconsciously remembered that a month ago, Long Sixuan, the acting head of the Long family, personally came to visit, and when he came, he also brought a silver ticket of two million taels.

No one is not a lover of money, Manager Qin accepted the silver ticket, and he promised Long Sixuan that as long as he saw that there was a fan-shaped spiritual weapon in the entries, he would help him stop it.

Long Sixuan is also extremely cunning, although he has seen the head of the "Dragon Bag" and got the glazed jade fan, but he is always suspicious, so he simply bribed the head of Qin.

In this way, as the only fan-shaped spiritual weapon, the glazed jade fan will undoubtedly dominate the competition.

"What are you doing, such a poor Yellow Rank Spirit Weapon has also been collected, and you don't take it out and throw it away. Manager Qin snapped and swept the fan and the Qiankun bag to the ground together.

The two maids were frightened.

They are just ordinary maids, where can you tell the quality of any spiritual weapons.

Looking at the appearance of Chief Manager Qin, it seems that these two spiritual weapons are really out of the stream.

The two maids didn't dare to make a sound, and hurriedly put away the two spiritual weapons, and discarded them together with the two jade boxes.

Chief Manager Qin nodded with satisfaction, and continued to check the other spiritual weapons behind his back.

Late at night, in the City Lord's Mansion, an old slave with a broom on his back was cleaning the courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion.

The old slave seems to be very old and moves slowly.

His broom touched a lot of jade boxes.

Those jade boxes were all thrown out, and the grade was below the Xuan Rank, and they didn't even have the qualifications for the preliminary round.

The old slave's slightly cloudy eyes glanced at the jade boxes.

"These people are really the first place in the world to collect garbage, and all kinds of goods are sent here. ”

But at this moment, the old slave noticed that one of the boxes.

"What is this?"

The old slave picked up the fan inside and opened it with a bang.

It was a fan painted with an ink landscape painting, it was smaller than the average scholar's fan, and it looked like it was made of silk and satin.

But the old slave can be sure that this fan is definitely not made of silk.

On the fan, there is a river like a jade belt, and there is a majestic mountain.

Looking at the moonlight, the mountains and water on the fan seem to come alive and vivid.

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The old slave couldn't help but feel a little interested, and touched the fan with his calloused hands.

"The method of refining is a little immature, but it has begun to take shape, and it is a good Luoshu Mountain River Fan of the ground level. Who didn't have long eyes and threw out such a fan. ”

The old slave was a little dissatisfied.

Just as he was about to put away the fan, the old slave's eyelids jumped.

He saw that next to the fan, there was a small bag.

When he saw the pocket, the old slave's cloudy eyes suddenly became clear.

"Life bag, is it really life bag?"

The old slave's wrinkled face radiated with a vitality that had never been seen before.

Somewhat excited, he looked through the two boxes.

I saw a name called 'Longbao', a name called 'Black Moon'.

These two names, the old slave has never heard of, there is only one possibility, or both of them use pseudonyms.

"Haha, I didn't expect it, I've been looking for so many years, but I haven't found anyone who can inherit my mantle, and I didn't expect to meet two at once this year. This time, the 'first forging in the world' really made the old man look forward to it. The old slave laughed, and saw that with a flick of his sleeve, the mountain and river fan and the Qiankun bag were all included in his sleeve.