"Shopkeeper Wang, collect the condensing grass!"

As soon as he entered the backyard of the Armory Pavilion, Tang Wuwei shouted loudly.

"Stinky boy, can't you be quiet, the old man's ears are going to be deafened!" Wang Xuance, who was dressed in gold silk brocade, said impatiently while lying on a bamboo chair and plucking out his ears.

"Bang"

After putting the condensed grass on his back on the ground, Tang Wuwei walked in front of Wang Xuance and spread out his palms and smiled as brightly as flowers.

"Today there are fifty pounds, exactly seventy copper plates. ”

"Boy, have you lit up the condensed grass under the Crossing Peak? This thing is almost piled up in the shop. ”

Wang Xuance said as he squeezed out seventy copper plates from his pocket and threw them on the hand board in front of him.

"You sold all this condensation grass to other blacksmiths at a high price, do you think I don't know?"

Hearing this, Wang Xuance's old face turned red, and he hurriedly took a few puffs of dry tobacco, and then changed the topic and said, "By the way, I heard that your kid plans to go to Condor City to be the demon hunter?"

"Hmm!" Tang Wuwei nodded with a straight face.

"I've heard that demon beasts are extremely ferocious, and they love human blood and gnaw human bones, boy, don't give your life for the sake of a momentary thought!"

Wang Xuance stared at the young man's eyes tightly, but saw him shrug his shoulders 'indifferently'.

"Don't worry, my cheap life, God is not rare"

Wang Xuance picked up the cigarette stick and put it down again, "It's better to go to the outside world and take a look, otherwise sooner or later you will be sick in this flowerless city." But on the day the old man gets into the loess, you kid will have to come back and give me a ride. Then he took another cigarette stick and took a deep puff, and the white smoke that came out of his mouth drifted far and wide.

Hearing this, Tang Wuwei's heart was complicated and difficult to understand, and he couldn't open his mouth for a long time when the words came to his mouth, so he could only bow heavily to Wang Xuance.

"Let's go, don't disturb my leisure here, remember to go see Lao Liang before leaving Flower City. ”

Wang Xuance waved his hand, then hugged the long cigarette stick, turned around, left his back to the young man, and snored after a while.

"The king's palm... I'll come back to see you, old man, and you'll have to wait for me. ”

Tang Wuwei bowed again before leaving slowly.

Under the light of the sun, there is a crystal floating in the air...

After that, Tang Wuwei rushed to the source of the Siqin River to say goodbye to his mother for a long time, and walked down the trail for three miles, where there were patches of dry bones.

Bend left and right for a long time, and finally come to a lonely small earthen bag, there is nothing else around, but the tombstone is made of fine marble, and the person engraved on the tombstone is named Liang Yongsheng, this person is the master of the iron shop.

Master Liang died suddenly two years ago, he had an only son before his death, not only unfilial piety but also addicted to gambling, just two years to lose all the family wealth, forced to come out, rely on the old craft to make a living.

However, no one expected that after Master Liang's death, the unfilial son just buried him hastily, and he didn't even set up a tombstone!

When Wang Xuance and Tang Wuwei learned about this, they were furious, and the two dragged the unfilial son out of the gambling stall together, and made him kneel in front of Master Liang's grave for three days and three nights to show repentance.

Later, the two wanted to relocate Master Liang, but considering that Master Liang had passed away and it was not suitable to break ground, they could only ask someone to build a good tombstone, so that Master Liang would have a complete place to bury.

Because Master Liang had helped Tang Wuwei many times during his lifetime, he had long regarded Master Liang as his own grandfather, so he often came here to pay respects.

This time, Tang Wuwei thought that he would be able to come back to visit Master Liang for a long time, so he stayed for a few hours before leaving...

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The warm sun hangs high

Under the weather-beaten walls of the Flower City, Tang Wuwei carried a small burden and walked away, which contained the patched clothes that had long since been ill-fitting and all the belongings accumulated over the years, as well as a deep reluctance and infinite yearning for the future.

On the city wall, there is an old man with a face full of traces of time, holding a long cigarette stick, watching the young man's longer and longer back from a distance and being silent, even if the young man disappears on the horizon, the old man is reluctant to leave for a long time...

After hurrying on the road, Tang Wuwei was thinking about how to quickly improve his cultivation.

In the past five years, he has learned a lot of strange things about the cultivation world from the 'Little Teardrop', which made him have a strong longing for the cultivation world, and even felt that the fire of longing for cultivation burned in his body.

Now, there are eight and a half 'bucket'-shaped small cyclones lined up in his dantian, but the ninth cyclone has been unable to gather for a long time, and the 'little teardrops' have told him that this is due to too little experience, so Tang Wuwei will choose to leave the native Flower City and become a demon hunter.

And the demon hunters are a very special group, which is mixed with dragons and snakes, including soldiers and generals of the empire, as well as heinous criminals, and many outlaws, but these people are all warriors in the secular world without exception!

Demon beasts are a race abandoned by heaven and earth, they are extremely bloodthirsty and extremely powerful, and have wisdom comparable to humans, but every full moon night, the strength of demon beasts will be greatly reduced, and demon hunters will often give them the most fatal blow at this time.

Moreover, the corpses of demon beasts are very valuable, and they can be used to build weapons, refine medicines, etc., so demon hunters can often get very rich rewards.

As for Tang Wuwei's purpose as a demon hunter, that is, to experience and fully prepare for entering the more dangerous cultivation world in the future.

This is because the cultivation world is completely different from the secular world, and there is only one law in the cultivation world, and the strong are respected! Moreover, in the cultivation world, there are not only the strong human beings, but also countless strong people of other races, who will die if they are not careful.

Therefore, before he was sure whether he had enough self-preservation cultivation, Tang Wuwei did not plan to step into the cultivation world.

But will everything really be the way he thinks? No one knows the answer...

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After three months of wind and rain, Tang Wuwei finally came to Condor City.

At a glance, the nearly 100-zhang long tall city wall standing on the ground looks like a creeping fierce beast overlooking all living beings.

After entering, you can feel the majesty of this city, a moat three zhang wide along the city wall to both sides of the winding way, the city wall is ten zhang high, every ten steps on it guards a soldier in heavy armor, any wind and grass can not hide their sharp eyes, that every piece of the city wall boulder is polished to the smooth, if there is no special tools, no one can climb up!

The gates are made of meteoric iron, and not only are ordinary swords difficult to lose, but it also takes dozens of strong men to push them. There was a guard at the gate of the city that watched everyone who entered and exited the gate, their arms were thick, they were armed with sharp swords, and there was a faint evil aura that lingered around them, so that ordinary people did not dare to approach it.

Is this Condor City, one of the ten main cities of the Empire?

After passing through layers of passes, Tang Wuwei was released, and there was a prosperous scene in front of him.