Chapter 47: Seeking the Sword

Enter the WTO to see the prosperity, see the mountains and waters, and see the scenery of the world.

As the night wore on, the hustle and bustle of Moyun Town became quieter and quieter, and the people gradually left, and the fire burned almost as much as it came, leaving only reddish charcoal and sparks.

The old man Zihai and Jie Zhen spent the night in the house arranged by Mayor Zhang.

On a new day, before the sky was full, the old man of Zihai left Moyun Town with Jie Ji.

For Moyun Town, the old man of Zihai is a benefactor, and he can even create a statue for him, so that future generations can also remember the great kindness of the old man of Zihai. But for the old man of Zihai, he is just a passer-by in Moyun Town, everything is a coincidence, and he may never come back again after leaving this time.

After finding a path, the two began their journey again. The two backs walked to the faintly lit front, and at this time everything was silent, and only the birds called on the road.

"Father-in-law, where are we going next?" asked Jie Scar, rubbing his still sleepy eyes.

"I'll find you a weapon, and we'll ask for a sword. How about using a sword, a man goes to the end of the world with a sword, one person and one sword, and the world can go. The old man Zihai said.

"Sword, too. With a yawn, Jie Scar was fully conscious, looking at the unknown ahead, full of curiosity.

"It's a long way to go, let's go find two horses, and there should be a post station ahead. ”

"Use the source power to help, father-in-law. "The scars are eager to try, they want to use the source power, and there is no shortage of sixth-order scars, and they are no slower than horses when they run with all their might.

"We said okay, we can't use the source power until we reach the last station. The old man of the purple sea reminded Jie Scar with a smile.

At the post station on the side of the road, the old man of the purple sea and the Jie Zhen led two horses and traveled to the place where the sword was sought.

Along the way, they slept in the wilderness, and they could also spend the night when they passed through the town, and if they were in a big city, no one wanted to receive outsiders. The countrymen are simple, they don't care too much, they believe that suffering losses are blessings, and they are hospitable and helpful, while the people in the city put their interests first, exclude strangers, and are less simple. These are not very important, the important thing is that the old man of the purple sea and the entanglement of Jieji have been exhausted, so that they have fallen to this point.

Although the second stop, the road to the sword was a bit bumpy, but there were two more horses on the way, and it would not be lonely.

Along the way, there are mountains and rivers, climbing over mountains, walking through flat roads, crossing bridges, and walking through shallow streams. Passing through mountain villages, passing through towns and towering cities, it was a prosperous place where nearly a million people lived.

Xingyun City is a large city on the island of Atlanta, with a wall of 20 meters high, which can be seen from a long distance from Xingyun City, where the flow of people is dense and prosperous. At the same time, it is also like a sleeping beast, no one is allowed to be presumptuous here, the city lord is a major repair of the life and death realm, and he is already ranked as a strong person in Beihai, and there are many troops in the city, and there are many monks in the Cangsheng realm, so that Xingyun City can be very safe, which is the foundation of a city's prosperity.

At the gate of Xingyun City, the old man of Zihai and Jieji got off their horses and led their horses to Cloud City.

When the countrymen entered the city, they were shocked by the majestic city, looking around, looking at the buildings in the city, and pointing. The buildings are neatly arranged, the streets are straight and vertical, and most of the pedestrians on the road are wearing luxurious clothes, the worst is also fine cloth clothes, with a sense of superiority on their faces, looking at outsiders like Jieji, although they can't talk about looking down on them, they obviously don't put it in their eyes, and they show a little contempt.

Jie Zhen didn't notice it, even if he knew it, he wouldn't care, and there was no need to care.

"I think back then, I also stirred up a storm here, but my era finally came to an end. The old man Zihai touched his beard and said with a smile. Originally, the old man Zihai did not grow a beard, but since he accepted Jieji as his righteous son, the old man of Zihai also knew that he was old and grew a beard.

"Out of Xingyun City, you will arrive at the Nameless Sword Village, which is on a mountain there. The old man of Zihai pointed to a hill outside the city and said.

There are few hurried roads all the way, they are all looking at the mountains and rivers to see the scenery, the two of them are not in a hurry, riding a horse slowly, the road is at the foot, the line is fast and slow, why be in a hurry, and miss the good scenery on the road.

It took half a month to walk slowly here, and it took the old man of Zihai and Jie Zhen to come to Xingyun City.

Without staying in Xingyun City for too long, the old man of the purple sea and Jieji left Xingyun City and headed for the Nameless Mountain. The name of the mountain is nameless, and there is a sword village on the mountain, which is a nameless sword village.

Nameless Sword Village is a famous place for sword casting in Beihai, and to seek a sword here is not only to have wealth, but also to have fate. The Nameless Sword Village can also be said to be inherited from the Yujie Tianmen, the first generation of the Nameless Sword Village owner in the Yujie Tianmen after obtaining the sword casting technique, in the Xingyun City outside the nameless mountain to create the Nameless Sword Village, so far the Nameless Sword Village has also been passed on to the fourth generation of owners.

The sword forged by the ancient Yujie Sword Gate's sword-casting technique is also a good product at worst, which ensures the quality of the Nameless Sword Village. The good swords of Nameless Sword Village are all sold directly, and they are deeply loved by some low-level monks and poor cultivators.

And if the swords forged by Nameless Sword Village reach the level of fine quality and above, they will not be sold directly, and those swords will be placed in the place where the sword is hidden in Nameless Sword Village, waiting for the true owner of those swords. Swords of high quality and above will have spirituality, and they will choose their own masters to follow, otherwise even if they are forcibly used, they will not be able to exert the power of the sword itself, and if the person who uses the sword is recognized by the sword, it may reach the realm of the unity of man and sword, and the power will be doubled.

Under the nameless mountain, there is a stele, the stele is engraved with four characters, the nameless sword village.

The old man of the purple sea went up the mountain with the scarlet and placed the two horses at the bottom of the mountain, where there was a horse station where the sword seekers who came here could place their mounts. The management staff will not talk much, and ask the source of the sword seeker and his identity, all of them are equal and respectful.

Because there are always some people who pretend to be pigs and eat tigers, once they are offended, they are not good for Nameless Sword Village.

Halfway up the Nameless Mountain, the Nameless Sword Village arrived. The gate of the Nameless Sword Village was unguarded, and the old man of Zihai passed all the way with the traces of Jie, and came to the reception hall fifty meters from the main gate.

As soon as you enter the Nameless Sword Village, there is the sound of striking iron from time to time, and the entire Nameless Sword Village is full of this unique tune.

At this time, a Tsing Yi walked into the reception hall, followed by a black Yi. Tsing Yi looked thirty years old, his face was gentle, with a smile, he was the fourth generation owner of the Nameless Sword Village*, the black Yi was the first master of the Nameless Sword Village, trained by the owner of the previous generation of Nameless Sword Village, named Chen Feng.

"Zihai seniors are here, I don't know what is going on?"

"Ask for a sword. ”