As Qin Yang walked, he thought that the unadjusted elder had been gone for a long time, holding the wine gourd on his waist, and unconsciously remembered the wine boss who talked about the sect master's "color change", and thought about walking down the mountain like this.

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Qingyang Town.

The silence of the road a few miles east from the bottom of the mountain seems to be the beginning of a carnival. It may be an exaggeration to say that the noise and silence are only one step away, but when I entered this Qingyang Town, I found that all the previous sense of silence had disappeared. Even the scorching sun in the sky seemed a little gentler at this time, and the sunlight shining down was no longer hot, but with a faint restraint.

Rows of neat houses under the cyan tiles, along the street are full of all kinds of goods, the road is not wide, there are many people, walking on the street, Qin Yang involuntarily followed the flow of the crowded crowd forward, as if in a whirlpool of joy, although more than once came, it still makes people infinitely relaxed.

On the cross street in front, the smell of heavy metal wafted from a cauldron licked by flames from time to time, attracting many onlookers.

Qin Yang was curious and walked forward quickly.

I saw that the molten iron in the pot was boiling, and there was a red and black sword inserted in the center, not only did it not melt into the molten iron but also stood upright, don't think about it, this sword is not ordinary.

Near the iron pot sat a strong man with thick eyebrows and thick lips, his dark muscles exposed, like a blacksmith.

The onlookers nodded and commented on the rugged man and the black sword in the pot.

"This brother is forging a sword here", a handsome young man who looked like a handsome boy in the crowd of onlookers stood up and asked, the folding fan in his hand was opened, and his face was proud.

As if he hadn't heard, the strong man kept staring at the molten iron in the pot and didn't say a word.

This big man blocked the road on the street, and he didn't explain the intention, which made everyone puzzled for a while.

"I think he's just playing tricks, from sitting in the morning to now, if it's not for grandstanding, how can it be weird", someone began to complain.

The big man frowned, as if he was disgusted by the man's noisy words.

"Why did the disciples of the Sword Pavilion come to this Qingyang Town, could it be that there is a plan", suddenly a sharp voice sounded.

I saw a touch of colorful people from far and near, and when I looked closely, all of them were extraordinary, like fairies out of the dust, and the noisy streets instantly quieted down.

Dahan listened to the cold voice coming, followed the sound and glanced into the distance, and retorted with a sharp eye: "The Cold Moon Sect came uninvited, is it also a plot that cannot be achieved."

The senior sister figure who took the lead in front of the women snorted, and looked at the black sword in the pot flashing with a gleam, "I heard that the Sword Pavilion collects wild famous swords, and there is no shortage of sword casting masters in the Pavilion, presumably the black sword in the molten iron is a masterpiece of Venerable Driving."

Before the big man could speak, the first to speak the boy folded the fan, looked at the beauty of the eldest sister in front of him as if he was very interested, and stepped forward and said: "That is, the master of sword casting, you might as well let everyone take a look at this master's masterpiece."

Listening to Brother Gongzi's words, the big man chuckled lightly, and his thick lips lightly opened: "The sword is in the pot, when will I cover him and never show it."

"Then why don't you pull it out so we can take a look", Brother Childe said angrily.

"The sword fetus has been completed, the sword heart has not been opened, and naturally it cannot be taken out", Dahan's face was calm as usual.

Qin Yang was confused by a few people in front of him, and when he raised his eyes, there were some unfamiliar faces on the street, not like the natives of this Qingyang town. With all kinds of aura on his body, many of them obviously have good combat power, and it is impossible for them to enter the Qingyang Sect.

The leading senior sister looked at the young brother next to her, and showed a look of disdain.

"Kenshin, I'm afraid you have the intention to trick us, it's the first time I've heard that the sword still has a heart after walking in the wilderness for so many years", and suddenly another sharp voice came from behind him.

I saw that the person who came was a prime of life, with a Chinese face, red phoenix eyes, and a green beard on his lips, followed by a group of young people in purple, who looked like disciples of which sect.

"I haven't heard of it before, it's not non-existent, since existence is a long insight, I'm afraid it's a bit too much to say that it's a bit too much", Dahan was not angry, and retorted with a flat face.

"Ao?Zunjia looks like he can't speak, but he has a good tooth mouth," said Guozi with a slight squint in his eyes, and he seemed a little displeased when he heard it.

"The head disciple of the Yuyang Sect has also arrived, is it just here to talk about it", the senior sister who was the leader of the Cold Moon Sect glanced at the national character face, and her tone was a little unkind.

"Hehe, Fairy Chen of the Cold Moon Sect is afraid that his ability to mix mouths is not lower than that of Zaixia", the national character face does not seem to be as pitiful and cherished as Brother Gongzi, and he can reply to Chen Liying, who is disrespectful.

Chen Liying frowned after hearing this, and the female disciples behind her were about to draw their swords to face each other, but they were stopped by a gesture from them, and they didn't say any more. snorted, and walked forward with a group of female disciples, pulling out a beautiful scenery along the way, attracting passers-by to turn around.

Brother Gongzi saw that everyone in the Cold Moon Sect had gone away, and with a look of regret, he also folded his fan and turned to leave.

"The Sword Pavilion has always valued harmony, but now this is a place of right and wrong, I advise you to leave well, so as not to violate the original intention of the Sword Pavilion", the national character face was embarrassed, and he also left with a group of people.

Dahan listened to the words of the national character, lifted his eyebrows, and continued to close his eyes and recuperate.

"Cold Moon Sect, Yuyang Sect, Sword Pavilion, I'm afraid there are other sects, why did so many people suddenly come to this Qingyang Town, I'm afraid something big is going to happen", Qin Yang became more and more strange.

"Okay, let's go to the wine boss first, let's talk about it", Qin Yang didn't think much about it anymore, turned around and left.

When Qin Yang left, the black sword in the black molten iron suddenly trembled, and the big man's eyes suddenly opened, looking at Qin Yang's departure appearance and doubting.

About half an hour, I came to the familiar alley, and before I entered the alley, I smelled the smell of wine.

After walking a few steps, I saw the big wine words and the yellowed wine stall.

Familiar with the road, he stepped forward and put the wine gourd on it, "Uncle boss, fill this gourd", Qin Yang shouted.

"Hey, the little baby hasn't been here for a long time, but it makes me think about it very much", the smile on the wine boss's face is like a flower blooming, which is really difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

But judging by Qin Yang's urine nature of this wine boss, he was familiar with polite words before, and I am afraid that he thought about the story of the sect master.

"What interesting people did the little baby see in the town just now", to Qin Yang's surprise, the wine boss didn't even ask the sect master, didn't he change his temperament after not seeing him for many days?

"Ao, there is an iron-striking man, there is a cauldron beside him, and a sword is stuck in the pot", Qin Yang preached without thinking, and when he saw that the wine boss didn't ask about the matter of wishing the sect master, he instantly relieved his heart.

"It seems that they are all here, no wonder there has been a floating breath these days", the wine boss muttered to himself, holding the wine gourd in his hand and never drinking wine, and he didn't know what to think about anymore.

"Uncle, uncle, the wine hasn't been beaten yet", Qin Yang looked at the wine boss and reminded.

"Hehe, this is the fight, this is the fight", the wine boss came back to his senses, and continued with a smile on his face: "I haven't come for a few days, can't I drink enough"?

"No, the drinker is not here, and I am too lazy to come again", Qin Yang immediately responded.

"Oh", the wine boss's smile faded slightly, and his drinking movements slowed down, not knowing what he was thinking.

"It's getting late, let's go up the hill quickly," said the wine owner, filling the lid of the flask.

A simple sentence Qin Yang really looked incredulous, and there was a doubt in his heart: "It's getting late? ”

Seeing that the wine boss was busy with his own care, and he didn't mean to stop himself, Qin Yang left with a blank face.

The wine boss looked up at Qin Yang's back, with a solemn look on his face: "The homogeneous four-layer realm is full of breath, but the drunkard has also accepted a good disciple, but his growth is still too slow."

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Qin Yang walked on the way back, thinking of what happened in the town, he felt more and more bizarre, and couldn't help but speed up his steps.

"Stinky boy, your life is quite big", a shrill voice came from behind.

Listening to some familiar voices, Qin Yang suddenly turned around, only to see the middle-aged beautiful woman who had joined forces with the middle-aged sword cultivator to fight against the Blood Qilin in the Beast Forest Canyon that day was looking at him with a smile on her face.

"Hehe, what a coincidence", Qin Yang instinctively retreated a few steps, and 10,000 grass and mud horses floated by in his heart, it is really a narrow road, and it can also be encountered here.

"Huh, homogeneous realm?" Feeling the breath of Qin Yang's body, the beautiful woman frowned in surprise and opened her mouth unconsciously.

Qin Yang thought in his heart that he was still at the third layer of the Qi Realm at that time, but now that he had reached the fourth layer of the Homogeneous Realm for more than half a year, he must have entered the realm too quickly in the eyes of others, so the strange flowers and fruits contained in the Savage Cultivation Record quickly flashed through his mind, thinking about how to explain it.

"It's good to survive, but where have you been after that day," the beautiful woman asked tentatively.

"That day, the kid was hit by a golden light, as if a wave of air was coming, and when he woke up, he found that he was lost, and he tossed in the Beast Forest Canyon for several days before he found the senior brother of the trial", Qin Yang replied thoughtfully, a layer of fine cold sweat oozing from his forehead.

Hearing Qin Yang talk about the trial, the beautiful woman looked at Qin Yang who was not far away suspiciously and continued to ask, "You are a disciple of Qin Yang Sect?"

Sure enough, Qin Yang had expected it in his heart, so he had to pretend to be embarrassed, and replied stubbornly: "Yes."

"This kid is weird, forget it, even a disciple of the Qinyang Sect is not a miracle", the beautiful woman thought in her heart.

On that day, after the blood qilin blew up the inner pill and escaped, the beautiful woman was unwilling, and searched in the Beast Spirit Canyon for several days until she was tired, and saw that the two patrol elders of the inner gate of the Qingyang Sect were presiding over the trial, so she had no choice but to retreat. At this time, although he was surprised that the strength of the young man in front of him had improved so quickly, he didn't think much about it when he saw that what Qin Yang said was not bad.

"If there is nothing to do with the seniors, the kid will go up the mountain", Qin Yang asked tentatively.

The beautiful woman glanced at Qin Yang, turned into a streamer and fled into the distance.

Seeing that the beautiful woman had left, Qin Yang's heart suddenly relaxed, the pressure on this old aunt in the Fuyao Realm was too great.

Strange things happened one after another every day, I'm afraid it's not a coincidence, could there be something big happening, Qin Yang didn't dare to procrastinate, and walked quickly towards the mountain.