Wenwu Temple Square is rainy and rainy, and oil-paper umbrellas cannot completely block the rain from running into the clothes of the visitors. The people standing outside the ball of light all stared at the two people in Wugong Square, one was a handsome young man wearing a black dress with a bamboo cane at his waist; The other was a man with cold hair holding a long sword in his arms.

The crowd of people watching was three, six, nine, and so on, including dignitaries and dignitaries with fresh fruits and fine wine on the large high platform and table tables, as well as people from the market who stood in the open air drenched with raindrops.

Guan Fuzi, who was dressed in a green shirt, held Su Guo, who was only shoulder-high with his own shoulder, and their trip to the capital would probably end today, and then they would return to Luwei County to continue to run their own tea shop. In fact, the purpose of the middle-aged man coming to the capital was to see the romance of the literati and sages, and to listen to the poems and songs and moral articles in their mouths. At the same time, I also admired the beautiful poems written by some literati; What made him feel that he had benefited a lot was that there was a plainly dressed scholar who used a few sentences from the "Seven Principles of the Analects" to explain how to be a human being.

The man said, "A gentleman should not seek luxury if he is full, he should not seek luxury when he lives in peace, he should be sensitive to things and cautious in his words, and he should be righteous and upright." ”

"yes!" Guan Xiaoqiang thought, "As long as we can eat, dress and have a home, we don't have to pursue a luxurious life too much." One should be diligent and quick in one's work, but cautious in one's speech, and go to those who have the right to correct one's behavior, which is the behavior of a gentleman. ”

The man said, "Food, clothing, and survival are enough." Eat and drink water, bend the humerus and pillow, the poor do not frustrate, the weak do not deviate from the road, and they are also happy. ”

"Indeed," Guan Xiaoqiang agreed, "Food, clothing, housing and transportation are the least things for a person to survive, this is the way to survive, and it must be pursued." We eat coarse grains, drink cold water, and sleep with our arms as pillows, no matter how poor we are, we will not lose our ambitions; No matter how weak you are, you don't lose your morality as a human being, and you should be happy about this situation. ”

The man also said, "Therefore he who has ambitions, and he who wears a robe and a fox and a raccoon dog cloak, should not be ashamed." ”

This sentence of the NPC reader directly hit Guan Xiaoqiang's heart, how many times he always doubted that he was a person with no prospects, every time he got together with others and saw people dressed luxuriously, waving tickets and driving luxury cars, he would feel inferior, so when classmates, colleagues, and relatives pushed cups and changed lamps together, Guan Xiaoqiang was always the quietest person in the corner, he was careful for fear that if he said the wrong thing, people would squint at him, and use seemingly casual jokes to tease his downfall and rip out his heart.

Therefore, most of the time, he has been evading, from avoiding all kinds of social interactions and human contacts, to now plunging into China to live a life that he thinks should be life, which stems from the inferiority complex in the hearts of middle-aged people, what inferiority? I'm not a good mix, I don't have money, I don't have power, so I'm a person who has no money, they all say this about me, and they all see me like this, so I'm probably one of those people! ’

But the words of this NPC reader made him suddenly, and the man with the online name 'Guan Fuzi' finally found a reason to straighten his waist: money and power are the only signs that can not measure whether a person is promising, and people's wealth cannot be just linked to money, and a person's real wealth should be the shining point of his own self-diligence, bravery, kindness, righteousness, sincerity, positivity, optimism and other precious words. So he Guan Xiaoqiang eats me and sweats my sweat, has his own code of conduct, and works hard for what he chases, so what's so inferior? What is dwarfed by standing with those who wear gold and silver? A person, since his heart is born to the sun, then his eyes should be bright.

It's like the black-clothed young man standing in the middle of Wugong Square at this moment, he has overcome all the obstacles and finally stood in this place where others are paying attention. Guan Fuzi doesn't know what kind of person he is in the other world, but at least in Huaxia and in this world, he lives a really chic life.

"This sword is called 'Shaking Yue' three feet long, five fingers wide, weighing eighty pounds, and it is cast by the cold iron of Xiashan Mountain, and the hero can be connected!" The tall man with his hair clasped his sword and saluted.

"Do you need to report yourself to the weapons family before the martial arts competition?" An Ran wondered, "It's not a decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City, Lao Tzu is not Ximen Blowing Snow, you are not Ye Gucheng, can you use these vain things?" But since you said so, we can't lose momentum. ”

"This bamboo is called 'Bamboo Horse' with a length of three feet and three inches, and the thickness is ......" Hei Yiqing scraped his chin with his hand, as if he couldn't find a reference to describe the thickness of the bamboo fight, and he was short of words, and suddenly he slapped his head. "There it is!" He said loudly: "The second is as thick as the second, round and without edge, weighs half a catty, and is made of green bamboo. ”

The crowd of onlookers booed, some of the bold women laughed and scolded the hooligans, and the crown prince Li Jiade, who was sitting on a tall building, almost squirted out a sip of wine when he heard his 'second size'.

"It's really ...... that the smoke fell on your house It's funny! Everyone's girlfriends immediately joked.

"Say what? Sister Pei Ling, what is my family. One was to keep out the rain and the other to cover his face, and he put on his hat again, and the beautiful face under the white veil seemed to be a little ashamed.

"On weekdays, Lao Tzu told you to read more but didn't listen," Fan Yuntian, who was standing on the side and had nothing to do, said unwillingly: "It's okay now!" It's a joke! , you deserve it! ”

"You don't give Lao Tzu Lao Tzu," the young man in black roared loudly: "Lao Tzu wants to learn martial arts with Liu Ran, you give Lao Tzu a cool time!" ”

"Why?" The NPC kid scolded back, "Lao Tzu is going to fight too." ”

"Are you two finished?" The man with the bundled hair frowned and said coldly: "If you want to beat, what are you doing crookedly?" You're all together on it. ”

The audience outside the arena began to think that the NPC man was reasonable, this is a top-notch competition! Can you get serious? It's like a family affair.

"It's impossible to go up together," An Ran moved lightly and smiled slightly: "It's impossible to go together in this life—look at the move!" ”

Suddenly, An Ran stepped out like a dragon out of the water, and the black figure swept straight towards the man with the bundled hair.

Seeing that the flying figure was getting bigger and bigger, the man with the bundle of hair did not move in place, just pushed the sword out of the sheath with the thumb of his left hand, grabbed the hilt of the flying sword with his right hand, and then flipped the long sword with his wrist and slashed it to the ground.

It was as if a white sword qi slammed into the stagnant water on the ground, and under this force, the stagnant water on the ground instantly flew up, forming a transparent fan-shaped water curtain in front of the man.

An Ran, who was flying in the air, had a premonition that there was something strange when he saw the water curtain rising suddenly, so the bamboo cane that was originally going to stab the throat of this Xia faction man turned into a thorn, and cut through the water curtain with a 'swish' from the bottom to the top, and people kept piercing out of the water curtain that was divided into two.

"Clever!" Shangguan Qiutong praised.

"Huh? Why did Mr. Shangguan say that? Li Jiade asked.

"Back to Your Highness, the water curtain that was shot up contains Little Brother Liu's sword qi, if this kid doesn't care about crashing into it, it will be troublesome," the old man twisted his beard and said, "He will be injured by the sword qi, and he will also be trapped in his body." ”

Li Jiade continued to look at the square, and the prince agreed, he naturally saw the scene of his guard holding his sword and making a group of people uneasy.

Sure enough, as Shangguan Qiutong said, even if An Ran didn't hit the water curtain, the scattered water droplets fell on his game character, which made An Ran lose his previous handiness in controlling 'An Ran'. If he were an NPC, he would feel paralyzed at the moment when he was hit by a droplet.

‘-22’

‘-17’

‘-16’

‘…..’

Every drop of water hit his body, a crimson number would float on the head of the young man in black, fortunately, his figure swept forward extremely quickly, so that all the raindrops after the water curtain was broken hit his body, even so, his black clothes were pierced by the sword qi contained in the raindrops, and blood marks flowed out of the holes of different sizes.

After the baptism of Qingyun Mountain's Tongtian Peak, An Ran's game character has reached more than 60 levels, and he has already walked through the 'Quenching Body Realm' body, although it is not yet a sword that is not broken, such as iron is steel, but it is still reasonable to put 'rough skin and thick flesh' on 'An Ran', as long as it is not too much impact, he can still resist it, so these water droplets containing sword qi hit him and only caused him a little skin trauma.

And he didn't know the pain, he just tried his best to control his game character, and just dragged him back behind him with a bamboo cane in his right hand, and punched straight into Liu Ran's chest.

The tall man didn't dodge or dodge, he also stretched out his left hand and punched An Ran, only to hear a muffled sound of 'bang', they exchanged punches, An Ran took three steps back, and Liu Ran took two steps back.

Then the two sides went up again, and 'bang' punched two more punches, An Ran's ribs and forehead were hit, and Liu Ran's right face and right shoulder were punched.

"Are you a farmer?" The tall man held the sword in his right hand and pointed diagonally to the ground, raised his left hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Hmm! The force was very strong, and the farmer's three punches hurt a little. ”

An Ran wanted to laugh and say that the advertising slogan was wrong, it was 'Nongfu Spring is a little sweet', but his own game character was simulated by the system after receiving three punches. The young man gave up ridiculing, and he found that if he had to talk to others in a fight with his opponent, he would probably suffer a loss, so he could only answer his opponent by constantly making moves, moves, and moves.

The two sides come and go, and the Wugong Square is full of two figures, clanging, the sound of weapons colliding is endless, and the rain under their feet is splashed everywhere.

An Ran has already used the 'Shadow Shock', and he is extremely fast, he can keep pulling out four phantoms in Wugong Square, 'Dragon Xing' An Ran stabbed the man's throat with a cane, and the man erected a sword to block it; 'Tiger Step' An Ran followed closely behind with a bamboo cane to sweep, and the man flew up with both feet in the air; 'Crane Dance' An Ran pulled the cane and bullied him forward to stab him in the lower yin, and the man crossed his feet and bounced off his cane; Eagle Strike' An Ran was like an assassin waiting for an opportunity, and at some point he had already appeared on top of Liu Ran's head, his head down and feet up, holding his staff in both hands, like a meteor stabbing at the person's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

Exclamations rang out from the square, for many people in the distance could see that the young man in black had already stabbed a cane on the head of the man with the bundled hair. Two figures fell rapidly from the sky, and the other three An Ran figures had disappeared, and the 'Eagle Strike' An Ran was the real An Ran, and at this moment he was hitting the ground with a bamboo cane against his opponent.

"It's a little bit bad!" A man with a three-sheep's beard dressed in silk and covered with the word Fu whispered.

"Is Lord Wang worried that the silver in your hand will flow into the hands of Lord Zhang, or is he worried that our heroes will lose to adventurers?" A fat man who enjoyed the maidservant's fan joked.

"Humph!" Lord Wang, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, who had passed the age of not being confused, lightly glanced at the fat man and did not speak, and continued to look at the two people who were fighting in the field.

The crown prince Li Jiade tapped the wooden case with his fingers, "According to the report of the spies, this Lord Wang likes to fight crickets on weekdays, especially likes to go to some courtyards in the capital to fight crickets, and it is indeed not good for court officials to have this hobby!" He thought.

On the left side of Wugong Square, I saw that the man with the bundle of hair had swept away the black-clothed young man with a sword, and the whole person stood in place like a green pine, with a vertical sword in his right hand, and the index finger and middle finger of his left hand were close together, slowly wiping out of the hilt to the tip of the sword, and the palm-wide heavy sword had already given birth to strands of lightning.

"Not good! With a sword trick! "Xiang Dong, who knows swordsmanship, is shocked.

Smoke Luo, who was standing outside the venue, couldn't help frowning, and the girl couldn't help but worry about her sweetheart.

"Don't get in the way, get out of the way!" An Ran yelled at Fan Yuntian, who had been sitting on the ground not far away and had not made a move.

Human nature, on the surface, this is to let his servants out of the range of Dianmang's attack, but his tone is very polite, quite unpolite.

The man with the bundle of hair swept the sword, and a finger-thick electric light shot towards An Ran, and the young man in black stepped on the ground with his feet and did not retreat, but rushed towards Liu Ran. Where he stood, lightning struck, and the stagnant water on the ground creaked.

"Fuck you! I don't know what to do," Fan Yuntian scolded, "Believe it or not, Lao Tzu will deal with you with him?" With that, he drew his knife and went on.

The enraged NPC Kid lunged at his master, his dagger aimed at the heart of the young man in black.

At this time, An Ran had already dodged the second ray of lightning and approached the man with the bundled hair, he was not more than ten yards away from his body, and the young man with light blue hair and pointed ears was about to raise a knife to kill the master. This made the NPC man a little puzzled, and he didn't care so much at the moment, so he could only put away the sword with his right hand and flick his fingers with his left hand, and there was a sword roar of 'hum', and the bodies of the master and servant were obviously stunned and then stood in place.

Many people outside the field can't figure it out, why is this pair of masters and servants who have been fighting side by side all the time infighting? These two are so weird today, at first the NPC sat in place and watched his master get beaten without asking, and now he sees that his master is at a disadvantage and wants to deal with him with the NPC man.

"What is this? Pet mutiny? Some players thought.

"I heard that the man took his pet to the kiln last night and came out of the two have been arguing, and then the man didn't care about his pet and went offline." It was said.

"Probably when that guy the girl, he didn't let his pet get a few times!" Someone pretended to be advanced and analyzed, "Huaxia's pets are difficult to feed, and if you make them a little uncomfortable, they will rebel, which will fucking prevent the player from living." ”

"I really know how to make it up!" Listening to these foul words, he smiled angrily, "An Ran was talking to this girl about the embarrassing video last night!" How can you have the kung fu to visit the Qinglou in Huaxia? The girl thought to herself.

"Thunder Sword Technique!" Xiang Dong exclaimed again.

I saw that the man with the bundled hair slowly walked to Fan Yuntian's side and looked at him coldly.

"Do you have any grievances to settle out, okay? Now it's me and he have a fair showdown, please don't mess with it. ”

Then he suddenly noticed that the little man smiled mysteriously, his back ached, and the man with the bundled hair had a bad premonition and turned around suddenly, and found that the sneak attacker was about to stab him with a second staff, and there was no way he could only use his heavy sword to block the second blow of the young man in black.

'Bang', he received a punch in the chest, Liu Ran was stunned, and in an instant, An Ran's punch speed skyrocketed, and he still used the 'Luohan Boxing' This punch is very strange and seems to have a control effect, as long as the opponent receives one punch, it is difficult to avoid the second punch. One punch to fist, in the blink of an eye, the tall man was punched eleven times, and he spit out a mouthful of blood with a wow.

‘-3100’

The damage was superimposed, and an ultra-high damage value burst out explosively on his head, and Liu Ran's blood volume was completely knocked out by two-thirds.

The tall man swore not to give up, endured the severe pain, and slashed down with a sword, An Ran couldn't retreat and could only raise his staff to rung, the long sword pressed towards the black-clothed young man like a mountain, his legs slowly bent, and he was almost on one knee on the ground.

An Ran, who was in another world, felt that the body fixation bracket was violently pulling him to the ground, and he tried hard to stand up straight and control his game character, but it seemed that it was difficult to do it with all his strength.

"Despicable!"

The tall man roared with anger on his face, he kicked out, and the body fixing bracket violently pulled An Ran's body to move to the left, and his game character 'An Ran' flew out more than ten meters in an instant like a stone hit by a giant hammer at this moment.

Liu Ran was about to bully himself, but suddenly the back of his head was hit by something, and the vision in his eyes became blurred, and his feet kept calling. Immediately after that, his vest was cold, and then there was a sharp pain again, and then his arms, legs, knees, abdomen, and armpits began to ache.

When he could see the surroundings with his eyes, he found that his body was covered with bamboo sticks as thick as chopsticks, and the black-clothed young man swept a cane and hit Liu Ran's neck hard.

This NPC man, who had been cutting through all the obstacles since the first game of the individual competition, finally fell softly on the Wugong Square, and the wooden card flew out of his body and was easily grasped by the black-clothed young man, and it was the adventurer who had been despised by him who had been looking down on him.

"Good boy! Soldiers don't get tired of cheating! The crown prince Li Jiade took a sip of the wine in the cup, slapped the cup on the table and said with a smile: "This person must enter the palace, Mr. Shangguan, you have to invite him to sit down." ”

"I will not fail the trust of His Highness!" Shangguan Qiutong bowed down and clenched his fists to lead the order.

The waiter of the Ministry of Rites above the tall building sighed; The onlookers under the tall buildings were in an uproar. I didn't expect that the strong sword-hugging man would be so defeated, you must know that judging from the individual competition in the past two days, how can this NPC be regarded as the person with superb martial arts and superior strength, and most people regard him as the best candidate to win the championship, but the world is so unpredictable, he lost like this, although the means used by the adventurer who won him were a little unkind.

"I'll just say it!" Gu Ping cheered loudly, "Brother An Ran has always been a very methodical person, and he is the champion this time." ”

In the cheers and sighs of the onlookers, Guan Xiaoqiang, Xiang Dong, Zhou Jiping, Gu Ping, Dao Dachuan, and Guo Peiling naturally belonged to the happy category, and everyone high-fived and celebrated that they felt that their faces were bright, and the defeat in the team battle a few days ago was swept away by them.

"The Bamboo Cane Hero is so good!" The little girl Su Guo jumped and shouted with her pink fist, "My future husband will definitely be invincible in the world." ”

Everyone was embarrassed, and Master Guan grabbed her ear and reprimanded: "What are you talking about the little girl's family? Are so many people ashamed or not? The little girl can only ask for mercy one by one.

Only Yanluo was still quietly looking at the black-clothed young man in the distance, the girl's hands were clenched and her palms were full of sweat, she knew that in fact, it was not easy for her heart to make people come to this point, many people seemed to only see him ascending to the heights and looking into the distance, but she Leng Xue cared more about whether her An Ran would be tired and hurt when she ascended.

In the Wugong Square, An Ran still smiled and stretched out his hand to pull up Liu Ran who was lying on the ground, but the man with the bundled hair from the Xia faction did not appreciate it, and slapped the palm of the young man in black and stood up hard.

"Humph! Victory is not martial. The tall man muttered a word between his teeth and turned to leave.

"It's a bit of a win." An Ran withdrew her hand awkwardly and smiled.

"Huh!" Fan Yuntian glanced at his master, "This soldier is not tired of cheating." ”

After that, an elderly deacon announced the team competition and individual competition of the 'Walk and Ask Martial Arts', and the champion, runner-up and third place. The white-haired old man excitedly thanked the heroes of the rivers and lakes for their active participation and support, which made the decennial civil and military conference come to a successful conclusion.

The master and servant were pulled by the deacon of the competition to stand on the square, and they stood in the center of the champion, runner-up and runner-up in the team competition and the individual competition, except for An Ran, who was a gamer, and the rest of the masters were all NPCs, so the onlookers outside the light ball gave the young man the most intense cheers.

After giving people to observe and admire like the rare animals in the zoo, he will go to the Martial Temple to receive the reward. At this time, the young deacon who led the way seemed very enthusiastic about them, and they kept calling An Daxia and Fan Shaoxia one by one. An Ran looked a little uncomfortable, but Fan Yuntian didn't care, the NPC kid looked around with his fingers digging his nostrils without grace.

A group of people went to the martial temple from the side door, and what stood in front of them was a mighty statue of a god two feet high and standing up to the sky.

An Ran looked up and found that this idol was wearing a green scarf, a red face, lying silkworm eyebrows, and red phoenix eyes, it was wearing golden armor, stroking its chest and long beard with one hand, and holding a green dragon glaive knife in the other.

"Isn't this Martial Saint Master the Second Brother Guan?" An Ran thought to himself.

In front of the idol is a large incense table with an incense altar and fruit offerings. Just now, the gray-haired old man stood on the side of the statue and looked at everyone kindly, and at this time, a young attendant in the temple distributed the lit incense to everyone one by one in three pillars.

"Everyone, the old man's surname is Qin Mingheng, he is the elder of the Xingwu Hall of the Dining Xia Sect, and it is really a blessing to see you heroes today," the old man said as he clasped his fists and saluted.

Everyone returned the salute one by one.

"According to the rules, if my generation wants to obtain martial arts, you need to offer incense to the martial saint," Qin Heng took the incense handed by the miscellaneous servant and said: "If you have a soldier monk who needs to kneel and bow to the martial saint, our martial saint is the ancestor of the soldiers, and other monks only need to put incense." ”

"Dare to ask Old Man Qin, the so-called soldier monk refers to ......" An Ran humbly asked.

Qin Heng looked at the black-clothed young man kindly and smiled, "I almost forgot that Brother An is an adventurer, and he may not know much about these things, the so-called soldier monk is to fight with people on the battlefield to establish combat merits and improve martial arts cultivators, this is what you adventurers often call the position of a warrior, which must bow down to your own ancestors." The rest of the archers, assassins, swordsmen, Taoist priests, mages, warrior monks, and may also act as monks to fight, but it is not that you have to kneel down when you see the martial saint, of course, the people of the world want to kneel and worship the martial saint, and his old man will naturally not refuse, as long as your own ancestor is happy. ”

"It's good to be happy," An Ran thought secretly, "In Lao Tzu's world, everyone knelt down to worship Second Brother Guan for a long time, and I didn't see that Immortal Ancestor angry." ”

Under the leadership of the old man, the people present offered incense to the martial saint master one by one, An Ran noticed that Qin Heng, Liu Ran and the NPC warriors present of the dining xia faction were all kowtowing to incense, and the rest of the NPCs just held incense with both hands and inserted it into the incense altar. An Ran did not kowtow to incense, but as for Fan Yuntian, he had no incense to wear.

They were then taken to the inner hall, where the teams and individuals who won the championship, second and third place entered a room.

An Ran was the champion of the individual competition and the only player to receive a reward, so the white-haired old man seemed to care about him very much, and personally led the master and servant to the innermost room in the aisle.

"Brother An Ran, do you know that there has never been an adventurer who has won the championship since our civil and military conference was held for a hundred years, you should be the first person, the name of Brother An in the first battle of the capital will surely resound throughout the rivers and lakes, and it is really the leader of the younger generations to congratulate!"

"Really?" An Ran thought, "Then what reward are you going to give Lao Tzu?" A legendary weapon? I think Second Brother Guan's Qinglong Yanyue Knife is good. ”

"The old man praised the kid falsely, and he really didn't dare to take it," An Ran smiled modestly, "It is indeed a victory to be able to beat Liu Daxia by luck this time." ”

"Hey~!" The burly old man in a cyan shirt waved his hand in a long voice: "Whether it is a battlefield fight or a duel in the rivers and lakes, the warriors are all fighting wits and courage, Brother An can win according to the changes in the situation, this is the ability, Liu Ran is far inferior to you in this regard, if he does not change this irritable and reckless temperament, he will suffer a big loss in the future." ”

The old man pushed the door and led them to an antique room, An Ran found that there was an incense burner burning in the room, and there was no one in the room, and a long sword with a sheath had already been prepared on the wooden table, the scabbard was golden yellow, carved with a lifelike flying dragon mouth spitting pearls, and the pearls were red like flames and inlaid with gemstones. At the hilt of the sword hangs a golden silk spike, on which are also hung two beads the size of a little thumb.

Qin Heng, who was originally walking calmly, was taken aback when he saw the sword, walked over a few steps, picked up the long sword in the tray with both hands, and then pulled it out violently, only to hear the sound of 'hum', as if there was a dragon's roar in his ears, the room was as bright as day in an instant, and the long sword was like a bright moon in the sky.

"The name of this sword is 'Longyuan' three feet three inches long, two fingers wide, weighing three catties, this sword is said to be cast by the ancient sword-casting master to drink the water of the seven stars to take the moonlight. Looking down at the sword body, it is like climbing a high mountain and looking down at the abyss, ethereal and profound, as if there is a giant dragon lying on it, so it is called 'Dragon Yuan' It is tough and extremely sharp, and it is said that the martial saint master once wore this sword to warm wine and cut the red soul. ”

The old man put the long sword into the scabbard room, and the glory disappeared, and he muttered: "There is a way that the red powder gives the beautiful woman the sword to the hero, the Enron brother is a true hero, and the martial saint will give you this 'Longyuan' sword, which is envious of the old age!" His eyes were full of envy, but he still held the sword in both hands and handed it to An Ran.

"What? Isn't it warm wine to kill Huaxiong? What's more, in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", the weapon of the second brother Guan to kill Huaxiong is not a sword! This allusion in the romance novel is actually not real history, and Hua Xiong in "Three Kingdoms" was killed by Sun Jian. An Ran secretly laughed: "The name of this sword is indeed called 'Longyuan', the legend is in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, by Ou Yezi and the two sword-casting masters together, and later because of the avoidance of Tang Gaozu Li Yuan's name, the word 'Yuan' was changed to 'Quan', so people in later generations called it 'Longquan', and even the Qinglong Yanyue Knife is not the weapon of the second brother Guan, how can this Longquan sword be with him to warm wine and kill Huaxiong?" Is your Huaxia system trying to mislead our gamers? ”

The young man took the sword with both hands, and asked with great doubts in his heart: "Dare to ask the martial saint master, is his surname Guan?" What kind of wonderful story is his warm wine and slashing the red soul? ”

"Brother An, don't believe those novels," after hearing this, Qin Heng seemed to be displeased, and his tone suddenly became a little serious, "Martial Sage Master is the ancient god, his name has already gone to the Nine Heavens by the wind of history, don't say that the world, even many gods of war in history who have learned martial arts don't know the real name of our ancestor master, how can those who write novels know who his surname is?" Some people say that the martial saint was a military general of a certain country before he became a god, and he was actually not the big demon entrenched in Ao Mountain, but the general of the enemy army, hey! Whether it's true or not, who knows? But one thing is certain, the martial saint master martial arts supergod, his loyalty and courage are a model for future generations. ”

(The above words are not my malicious misinterpretation of history and the arrangement of ancient books, and readers hope to forgive me if they feel uncomfortable.) )

An Ran nodded and said that he didn't dare to ask any further, for fear of making some moths, so the young man in black could only bow his head and look at this weapon.

According to the weapon level in the game, he only knows that the sword he obtained is a dark gold weapon, professional user: warrior, swordsman, which means fuck, he can't use the advantages of this sword at all, it's like a dog grabbing a big stick bone, but no teeth to chew on the minced flesh on the bone.

"! Lao Tzu is a tyrannical thing, which is a joy in vain. Thinking of this, the young man in black could only walk out of the house with the old man, and his happy mood disappeared.

After chatting with the emaciated old man for a while, An Ran said goodbye and left, he walked under the huge golden statue of the god in a hurry, and suddenly something flew out from the center of the statue's eyebrows, and the thing fell gently on An Ran's body like a veil of water.

Fan Yuntian laughed when he saw it: "Brother An Ran, you are green!" He pointed to his master.