Qingluan County is named because the ancient god Qingluan was born. net

In ancient times, this place was once a holy place for the cultivators of the demon clan to gather and yearn for, and the former Qingluan opened up a dojo called the sword mound here, and the scenery was for a while.

Later, I don't know why the sword mound was destroyed, Qingluan was slaughtered, and after a long time, the river flowed, and finally this place became a wild place.

The waves of the years have been undulating, and I don't know how many years have passed, and the ruins of the originally barren and populated holy land have several families again.

As the branches spread, the place gradually became a village, and then people from the vicinity converged on this place, and the village became a town, and then a county.

The soft wind swirled between heaven and earth, blowing the ancient acacia at the head of the stone bridge outside Qingluan County, blowing the bell hanging from the eaves of an ancient temple next to the street at the head of the bridge, and blowing the flag sail of the highest star-picking tower in the county.

In such a breeze, Jia Qing left the Sword Heart Pavilion, and after decades of practicing in the Sword Heart Pavilion, he had already comprehended the seventy-two potentials of the Dry Sword.

Outsiders don't know that the Sword Heart Pavilion is an ancient sword mound, but as a descendant of the Jia family, he knows very well the heels of this Sword Heart Pavilion.

That's why he sat in this Sword Heart Pavilion for ten years, because he inadvertently sensed a withered sword intent here and fell into an epiphany.

Kenshin Pavilion is under a cypress bud tree in the southwestern suburbs of Qingluan County, and there is a Taoist temple called Jingxinguan not far away, where the incense has long been cut off and has now been abandoned.

The Jianxin Pavilion had been covered with dust for many years, and when Jia Qing walked out of the Jianxin Pavilion, the dust was brought up, forming a cloud of smoke.

Under the dim sky, he looked up at the scattered clouds of the sky, revealing his handsome cheeks under the unkempt hair.

Ten years and seventy-two days.

Without eating, drinking, or sleeping, he was in the realization of that opportunity, and his body spontaneously drew energy from the void, and he truly achieved the Bigu Transformation that only the Gu Immortals could master, and excavated his own divine treasures.

"The Bai family, the feud of fifteen years ago can finally be counted with you today!"

His voice was not high, and it didn't drift far in front of the Sword Heart Pavilion before it dissipated, and when he spoke, the ancient sword inserted not far away trembled slightly, as if sensing the hidden killing intent in the master's heart.

The dust that had fallen on Xiu Wei's body was dispersed, and he left the Kenshin Pavilion with the ancient sword and walked towards a prominent family in Qingluan County.

Fifteen years ago, Bai Chonglou held a nine-dragon sword and slaughtered the Jia family, the first kendo family in Qingluan County.

At that time, some large and small families in Qingluan County were trembling, for fear that Bai Chonglou, the god of killing, would not like them, so they all chopped melons and vegetables together.

However, in the end, what made them happy was that Bai Chonglou had no intention of killing them, but after destroying the Jia family, the dove occupied the magpie's nest, moved in and entered the Jia family, and changed the Jia family to the Bai family.

Although the demon race is different from the human race in terms of race, there is no difference or difference at all in temperament and personality.

The Terrans love to talk about gossip, and they also have it.

In today's Qingluan County, in large and small teahouses and taverns, the demon clans from the south and north gather together to drink tea and eat wine, and they naturally have to talk about all kinds of interesting things in their spare time.

It's just that no one has mentioned the tragedy of the Jia family's murder night in Qingluan County fifteen years ago.

No matter how amazing things are, under the washing and consumption of time, they cannot last forever, they will always be forgotten by the world, and what they finally forget can no longer be recalled.

Of course, for some people in Qingluan County, the killing night of the Jia family is still just forgotten, and what they have not really forgotten cannot be found from the depths of their memories.

Today, some of the things that the people in the teahouse and restaurant say are mostly trivial things near Qingluan County.

Of course, there will also be some news about the birth of treasures and ruins.

Of course, its authenticity is quite deferential.

Qingluan County, the most famous restaurant is Huitou drunk, the name is very clever, and its customers are also very large.

In the restaurant, there is a storyteller who is playing the huqin and talking about a drama called General Huang's defeat of Xiao Linchun, although this story is already an old-fashioned story, but it also makes the guests in the restaurant listen to it with taste.

I don't know who suddenly snorted in the restaurant, which directly broke the atmosphere in the restaurant, and for a while the restaurant was noisy like a pot of boiling rotten porridge.

"What's wrong?" the guest sitting in the corner didn't hear what the man who had been babbling before was shouting.

At this moment, he stretched his neck and asked the person in front of him what was going on.

"I don't know!" the person who heard his question obviously didn't notice what the man had said in his throat: "I'm asking someone else!"

For a while, the people on the opposite side of the noisy restaurant couldn't hear clearly.

When the flame of the people behind them was burning, trying their best to find out what was going on, the person who first heard what the person who was screaming was already roaring towards the outside of the restaurant.

Looking at the situation today, the account in the restaurant will lose a lot because of this.

The shopkeeper and the owner of the restaurant looked at such a scene, and their faces were already gloomy and about to drip water, but there was nothing they could do about this kind of scene now.

The people in the restaurant walked halfway in the roar, and at this time the people in the restaurant relaxed a little, and by this time those who had not figured out what was going on had finally figured out what had happened before.

"I didn't expect that there were still people in the Jia family who survived, and they came back today to collect debts!"

The person who stayed behind had no good luck to avoid the obstruction of the shopkeeper and the boss, so he had to stay and line up to pay the bill, and they talked in the interval.

"Do you know who the Jia family is who came back to collect debts?" The person who obviously knew the situation very well knew what happened today, but at this moment he was selling a pass.

The person who listened to him was being kindly dropped by him, and when he heard this, he only felt a hundred claws scratching his heart, so he didn't make trouble.

Hurriedly said: "Who the hell is it, tell me quickly!"

When this person urged, the people around him also cast good eyes on the body of the person who sold Guan Zi before, and forty or fifty pairs of eyes all fell on the person who sold Guan Zi, which made the person feel a sudden increase in pressure for a while, and he didn't dare to sell Guan Zi anymore, and hurriedly said what he knew: "That person turned out to be an idiot in the Kenshin Pavilion!"

"Huh?" After hearing the truth from the man, everyone shouted out in disbelief: "I said you weren't lying to us, right?

"Lying to you?" When the man heard this, he jumped to his feet: "What good is it for Lao Tzu to lie to you? Believe it or not, I don't know if I go to Baifu to take a look in front of it in a while!"

After speaking, the man brushed his sleeves and left, obviously heading towards the White Mansion.

"Bai Chonglou was the existence of the peak of the demon king fifteen years ago, fifteen years have passed, even if he has not stepped into the imperial level, and his cultivation is not weak now, even if the Jia family is a kendo genius, he should not be Bai Chonglou's opponent!

The people who stayed in the restaurant looked at each other, their hearts were full of doubts, and their hearts had been successfully hooked.

"Interesting, let's go and have a look!"

For a while, after these people who stayed in the restaurant paid for the wine, they hurriedly headed towards Baifu.

Jianxin Pavilion is at the southwest foot of Qingluan County, and Baifu is in the east, there are four or five roads to choose from Jianxin Pavilion to Baifu, but there is only one that can reach Baifu the fastest, and that is Qingyao Road, the main road of Qingluan County.

After Jia Qing left the Sword Heart Pavilion, like an ordinary person, he walked on Qingyao Road step by step, ten years and seventy-two days, he immersed all his mind in the comprehension of the seventy-two potentials of the withered sword, and the hatred for his heart was all pressed in the deepest part of his consciousness.

When he walked forward on Qingyao Road, the hatred that was sealed in the depths of his consciousness was slowly awakened by him.

"Bai Chonglou, my father accepted you as a righteous son, and passed on that you and my Jia family killed a thousand knives, but you are not grateful but you killed my door and robbed my town clan of the school, today is the time for you to repay your debts!"

Qing Yaolu's speed was not slow, as he took a step forward, the killing intent in his heart became more and more intense, and the faint light surging outside his body turned into a flame-like covering his body, making him look more mysterious and powerful.

As he walked along Qingyao Road, Qingyao Road and the houses on both sides of Qingyao Road, some people came from a distance and appeared on both sides of the street.

"Is this Jia Qing?" someone in the crowd recognized Jia Qing who was walking on Qingyao Road: "I didn't expect you to be alive!"

After the man let out an exclamation that he couldn't die, he jumped directly from the eaves of the house to the street, and then rushed to Jia Qing: "Xiaoqing, what are you going to do?

The person who rushed over was obviously an existence that had an irreversible relationship with Jia Qing, and at this moment he was standing in front of Jia Qing and blocking Jia Qing's way.

"Xiao Shi, you get out of the way, Bai Chonglou killed my whole family, I don't take revenge, how can I be worthy of my dead parents and the one hundred and thirty-four people in the whole house?"

When Jia Qing saw clearly the person in front of him, his eyes softened slightly, but his eyebrows wrinkled slightly: "You know what I am, so you better get out of the way!"

Seeing that Jia Qing had no intention of retreating, the person who stopped in front of Jia Qing was very anxious, and said angrily: "But, but you will die!"

"Die? Aren't people who deserve to die in this world die? Don't worry, I won't die!"

As he spoke, Jia Qing stepped forward again, and he directly turned into a phantom and passed through the person in front of him, and under the supernatural power, the person in front of him couldn't stop him at all.

"Bai Chonglou was in the Demon King Realm fifteen years ago, but at that time you were only a Demon Venerable, ten years, how far can you reach in ten years, you still don't know?"