Walking out of the hotel, Zhao Li asked where the post station was, and then walked to the post station. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He wanted to go to Qingshan City as soon as possible to have a look, the current Qingshan City must have gathered countless people who want to enter the Immortal Gate, and he should be able to get a little more news, Changge Gate is not allowed to enter, but there should always be a suitable Immortal Gate for him.

In addition, due to the high skill of eating rice, Zhao Li is not only not short of money, but also a little money. The owner of the restaurant forcibly gave him two ingots of silver, although he gave away one ingot, but there was still one ingot, this ingot of silver has ten taels, which is worth a thousand coppers, according to the work in Liu's Pharmacy to earn twenty copper a month, it will take four or five years to work.

"Sure enough, the bourgeoisie is quick to make money. Zhao Li couldn't help but sigh.

It didn't take long to walk to the post station, it was early afternoon, Zhao Li just caught up with the last batch of carriages to Qingshan City - it generally takes three hours to go from Yunshi Town to Qingshan City, and it usually doesn't leave until noon, after all, it will be troublesome before it gets dark in Qingshan City, but because there are too many people who have gone to Qingshan City to participate in the summoning ceremony recently, the post station also has to arrange more trains, and let the coachman hurry up as fast as possible to enter the city after dark.

After paying ten copper coins (because it coincided with a grand ceremony, there were so many passengers that even the price of the post station had increased), Zhao Li got into a carriage and looked at it carefully. The horses here are different from those in the previous life, they are much taller than the horses of the earth, and they are covered with a layer of white scales, which is said to be a special species of Qindi, called "scale horses", but it is not clear whether horses in other places are also like this.

Each carriage was pulled by three horses, and the carriage was not small, not counting the coachman, and could seat twelve people. Zhao Li found a place to sit down, and there were two swarthy men sitting opposite him, both of whom looked a few years older than him, both of them were not wearing much clothing, and the outline of the muscles under the clothes could be seen, obviously they were all powerful people, and there was a big bag at the feet of the two of them, which should be their salute, but looking at the shape of the things in the bag, Zhao Li always felt that what was placed inside seemed to be a big hammer...

The people on several carriages quickly filled, and the carriages lined up in a line and drove out of Shiyun Town towards Qingshan Town.

"Big brother, do you think I can enter the Immortal Gate? I can't even learn to read and write, I'm afraid I won't be able to..." A man opposite Zhao Li said to another big man next to him with a worried face.

"You, don't worry, our two brothers are already the top swordsmiths in Sword Casting Valley, if even we can't worship the Immortal Gate, then the Immortal Gate may have no one to recruit. The other man was unfazed.

"What, the two of you are the masters of the Sword Forge Valley?" There were several warriors in the same carriage wearing strong clothes and carrying swords, and they were all attracted when they heard the conversation between the two men. The Sword Forge Valley is a holy place for casting in the world's rivers and lakes, and every sword soldier that has been handed down to the rivers and lakes is the best.

"The master doesn't dare to be, he is successful in the next king, this is my brother Wang Youfu. Dahan bowed his hand to those warriors, and introduced the younger brother next to him.

"I don't know which immortal gate you want to worship?" a martial arts person asked again.

"Naturally, it's the Spirit Forging Sect. Wang Youcheng replied confidently.

"The Spirit Forging Sect is one of the six major sects, and the criteria for selecting apprentices are very high, even if the master of the Sword Forging Valley wants to get started, it is as difficult as reaching the sky, and the young man is really open-mouthed. In the back seat of the carriage, an old man with a long sword in his arms and graying hair sneered at this time.

"I don't know what this old man is called, but do you know that I can't enter the Spirit Forging Sect?" Wang Youcheng stood up in the carriage suddenly, his face was not good, and he stared at the other party.

"Old Yu Huahui, but I just feel it. The old man glanced at Wang Youcheng, who stood up, and didn't care, just said lightly.

"What? But the undefeated swordsman Yu Huahui Yu is known as the Broken Wave Serial Sword on the rivers and lakes?"

"It's impossible, I heard that Senior Yu had already been an ancient more than ten years ago..."

"The rumors are not credible, what I heard is that Mr. Yu's swordsmanship has already shocked the world, and no one can stop him in the mortal world, and he wanted to prove the Tao with martial arts and worship the immortal gate but was rejected, so he lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, but he didn't expect..."

The martial arts people in the carriage looked at the white-haired old man sitting at the back of the car and whispered.

"The old man received the entry post of the Yuan Sword Gate and the Jade Sword Pavilion twenty years ago, you know a fart!" Yu Huahui's hearing did not match his old image at all, his cloudy eyes stared at the martial arts people who were talking about him, and said coldly: "The old man is not allowed to enter the six major sects, and he is not the Extreme Dao Sword Classic." If it had been ten years ago, you would have dared to be so open-mouthed, and your head would have fallen to the ground. ”

The old man didn't make any moves, but the martial arts people who were stared at had already felt the killing intent like a shape, just like a rabbit stared at by a tiger and a leopard, he didn't dare to move, and he didn't dare to say it anymore, just a moment of effort, his face was already covered with cold sweat, seeing this scene, the rest of the martial arts people didn't dare to chew the root of their tongues anymore, they sat down and stopped talking.

"Brother, sit down. Wang Youcheng, who didn't seem to know what was going on, smirked and pulled Wang Youcheng, who was standing, and the latter didn't dare to have any more hostility on his face at the moment, but just sat down silently, after all, he was just a swordsmith, no matter how talented and arrogant he was, he didn't dare to confront an old-timer who was once invincible.

After being so troubled, it was extremely quiet all the way, and the carriage kept moving in the bumps, and finally arrived at Qingshan City smoothly, and it was already dusk.

It's huge.

This was Zhao Li's first impression when he saw Qingshan City.

The city wall of Qingshan City is full of about 30 meters high, about ten stories high, the length is even more unsightly, the material is like stone not stone, reflecting a faint light, there are countless buildings of large and small sizes in the city, there are several of the tallest, even more than double the height of the city wall, the whole city looks extremely magnificent in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Qingshan City is really worthy of being one of the largest cities in my Qin land, no wonder it was chosen as one of the venues for the Xianmen Festival..." said a passenger in the car who came to Qingshan City for the first time.

"The guest officer doesn't know that this Qingshan City was not built by mortals such as us at the earliest, but by immortals. The coachman, who was sitting at the front, said with some smugness.

"Oh, but really?" Zhao Li was intrigued by the coachman's words, and leaned over to ask.

"This... I heard that Mr. Storyteller said that Qingshan City was a barren land ten thousand years ago, when demons were rampant, and it was extremely difficult for my human race to live here, until I met an amazing immortal, who killed all the demons with supreme mana, and brought iron, wood, sand and stone to cast Qingshan City, probably that's it. The coachman saw that Zhao Li's local accent was another Confucian appearance, and what he said became uncertain.

Zhao Li listened to it with relish, with the experience of the "immortals", he no longer questioned this myth, whether it was true or not, it was also excellent to listen to it as an otherworldly version of a fairy tale.

"Alright guys, here. The coachman steadily drove the car into a large compound, which was the location of the post station in Qingshan City, and motioned for everyone to get off.