The simple villagers of Shijian Village warmly welcomed Fan Qingsong's arrival and provided Fan Qingsong with accommodation and food. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Fan Qingsong has recognized himself under this sky.

In this small village, I felt the love from the villagers.

In any world, love is a magical force that brings a lot of energy to people.

Although the villagers of Shijian Village provided themselves with shelter and food.

It is a virtue not to be fed by spurs, and it is only by doing it yourself that you can have enough food and clothing.

What's more, he is young and strong, so he has to rely on labor and food no matter what. If you don't work and don't pay, you want to get something if you don't pay, which is equivalent to pie falling from the sky, Fan Qingsong will never have such a thought.

Soon, Fan Qingsong got a job as a kitchen handyman at the only tavern at the entrance of the village.

This tavern has been around for quite some time.

The tavern is spread over two floors, with a black-brown door with many small moth-eaten holes, and a signature flag next to the stone steps in front of the door, which has faded and even the wine words on it are stained with bird droppings.

It is worth mentioning that the seats in the lobby inside the tavern are all made of pear wood.

The long-term dynamic picture in the tavern is that the shopkeeper of the tavern is always wiping those wine jugs, nagging and calculating the income of the tavern, and the tavern guy is always in a corner with a little bit of water on his lips and dozing off.

Before Fan Qingsong came, there were only Zhang Mazi, the shopkeeper, and a guy in the tavern, and all they could provide was simple processing of meat and inferior wine, which was enough to satisfy a small village of three or four hundred people.

The owner of the tavern is surnamed Zhang, and he is a bad old man with a pockmarked face, known as Zhang Mazi.

The tavern is also called Zhang Mazi Tavern.

Zhang Mazi came to this village twenty years ago, and it is said that he was a capable person in the Liuyun Emperor before, but for some reason he came to this remote village.

Because of Fan Qingsong's joining, the business of Zhang Mazi Tavern became booming.

Zhang Mazi thought that he was old, but he saw that Fan Qingsong was young and had a good attitude, so he was responsible for carrying water and splitting materials for life, but he didn't expect to recruit a living treasure.

Fan Qingsong didn't do much.

However, the processing and production of meat has been improved to a higher level and process, so that the meat quality and taste have been improved by several grades than before.

By the way, the inferior liquor from the tavern was re-distilled and processed, and it tasted like drinking a 52-degree two-pot head, and it became a good liquor.

In Fan Qingsong's eyes, these are simple things that can't be simpler.

But Zhang Mazi doesn't think so, Zhang Mazi is a person who has lived in the imperial capital, he was beautiful when he was young, what has he never eaten? What kind of wine has he not drunk?

After eating the beef made by Fan Qingsong, there is a feeling of life that can eat such delicious meat, even if you die.

Zhang Mazi is an alcoholic.

After drinking Fan Qingsong's improved and processed wine, he suddenly felt that only this wine was the strongest wine, and the wine he had drunk before was all water, and even the best wine brewed by the Emperor Liuyun Imperial Wine Order could not be compared with this wine.

At this moment, the old man Zhang Mazi was a little broken in his heart, and suddenly there was a feeling that he had lived for such a long time in vain, he thought that he had been beautiful when he was young, but now that he is old, it is worth dying.

With delicious meat and good spirits, the tavern business is getting better and better, and the villagers come with their small savings to enjoy it, relax it, and harvest it for their mouths, after all, the people live on food.

Fan Qingsong is very concerned by Zhang Mazi, after all, he is a living treasure in Zhang Mazi's eyes.

Zhang Mazi knew that Fan Qingsong must have an ulterior story, and he could see that Fan Qingsong belonged to an alternative and a person with lofty ideals, so he silently thought about taking Fan Qingsong out of here and returning to the capital of the Liuyun Emperor.

In the blink of an eye, autumn is coming, the fallen leaves begin to fall slowly in the autumn wind, autumn is the harvest season, and in Fan Qingsong's eyes, autumn is the season of growth.

In Fan Qingsong's eyes, the old man Zhang Mazi is not a bad old man, but a cute and good person, a good old man.

Zhang Mazi also regarded Fan Qingsong as an outsider, and somewhere he found a sword and a book of basic introductory exercises for swordsmen and gave them to Fan Qingsong.

Fan Qingsong clearly knew that in this Holy Fang Continent was a world where the strong were respected, and he didn't feel the way to survive in this small remote village now, but after leaving here, the world outside the village would have to rely on strength, and without strength, you might not even be as good as a ****.

That is the reality, sooner or later I have to face the reality, why not prepare early, besides, I am still the person Shi Jian chose to complete the task, since it is a mission, I will complete the mission when the time comes.

On a late autumn morning, foggy, Fan Qingsong repeated every movement over and over again with the sword in his hand in the woods in the backyard of the tavern.

Over and over again, more and more proficient

More accurate over and over again

Pick up the sword, you are a swordsman, you can use a sword, you are a true swordsman.

Maybe Fan Qingsong has a relationship with the sword, in less than a month, Fan Qingsong is already a worthy of the name of the Nine Rank True Swordsman, if it is an ordinary person, it will take at least half a year.

There are nine levels of swordsmen: True Swordsman, Ghost Swordsman, Swordsman, Great Swordsman, Sword King, Sword Emperor, Sword Venerable, Sword Master, Sword God.

Each level is divided into nine grades.

The powerhouses of the Holy Fang Continent are like clouds, not to mention far away, the Liuyun Emperor of this Liuyun Empire is a fourth-grade Sword Emperor, and the thirteen generals under the royal authority are all at the level of the Sword King.

Looking at the entire Shengfang Continent, the Tianqin Empire was the strongest and had the widest territory, just because the Heavenly Qin Emperor himself had the strength of the Five-Rank Sword Venerable.

The old man Zhang Mazi was impressed by Fan Qingsong's ability, and he was a true swordsman of the ninth rank for more than half a month, I don't know what the result would be if Fan Qingsong went to the blood seal table to open the blood seal......

The old man Zhang Mazi went to the village chief's house with a pot of wine and a bag of beef.

The old man Zhang Mazi and the village chief began to talk.

When the village chief heard Zhang Mazi talk about Fan Qingsong's situation, he knew Zhang Mazi's thoughts.

Let Fan Qingsong go to the county seat of Ziyun County, go to the blood seal platform in the county town to open the blood seal of the holy square, and awaken the primordial blood power in the body.

The blood seal is a necessary need to become a strong person, even if you have a natural ability for ordinary people, if you don't open the blood seal, you will never become the king of swordsmen, you can only be a nine-rank peak great sword master.

To open the blood seal to awaken the primordial blood power in the body, you need a hundred gold coins and a letter of recommendation from a registered great sword master, and a great sword master can only be recommended once every three years.

Moreover, many swordsmen fail to awaken the primordial blood power in their bodies after opening the blood seal, so children from poor families generally do not seek extravagant expectations, and a hundred gold coins alone is a high threshold for poor families.