Following.

The weather is fine, and Chang'an in the middle of winter is rare not to have heavy snow.

There is no feast in the world that will not be dispersed.

After all, the Holy Emperor's birthday celebration came to an end, the resource war was over, and the disciples of all sects who had gathered in Chang'an were ready to set off and return to the various sects to continue their cultivation.

This resource war is a huge shock for the new disciples, and many arrogant people have been severely beaten by reality, and they understand that resources are not easy to come by, and they will cherish their cultivation resources even more and practice hard.

Outside the city of Chang'an.

The tenacious withered grass on both sides of the official road blowing in the wind swayed endlessly, and the cold wind blew into the sleeve pockets, bringing a biting chill.

Fang Lang, Ni Wen, and Liu Bubai are all from Luojiang City, so Chao Xiaojian asked them to go back to Luojiang City together, which should also be a visit to relatives after a long absence.

Jiang Linglong still stayed in the Wuwang Mansion, and Geshu Yuehua returned to the Sword Shu Sect in advance.

Towards the small sword and the sword, enveloping everyone, turning into a streamer, speeding towards Luojiang City, Chang'an City became smaller and smaller under his feet, and finally turned into a small dot, disappearing.

Luojiang City.

There has never been snow, but it has been raining in winter, like an ink painting.

The sword light tore through the sky and landed in front of Luojiang City.

On the tower of Luojiang City, the soldiers guarding the city were frightened, and hurriedly saluted respectfully, as the soldiers guarding the city are all discerning, and came to the small sword sword, the royal is not the kind of flying sword produced by the major commercial houses, but a real iron sword.

That's a great skill!

The city gate opened, smiled at the little sword, and went into the city.

"You all go home, talk to your family and get together, and leave tomorrow."

Said to Xiaojian.

Fang Lang, Ni Wen, and Liu Bubai all bowed, and then the three of them dispersed and walked on the familiar main street of Luojiang City.

Holding his hand towards the little sword, a seat of white hair flew and a drizzle of rain sprinkled down all around him.

"Wen Ting, follow me somewhere."

shouted at Xiaojian and stopped Wen Ting, who was going to visit Dean Cui.

Wen Ting took a sip of wolfberry tea and was slightly stunned.

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"Dangdang!"

In the blacksmith shop in Luojiang City, the sound of hammer beating was endless.

The stove was fired, sparks splashed everywhere, and the rich molten iron poured into the room, making a "scoffing" hot steaming sound.

The old man was dressed in a thin shirt, holding a hammer, and he was constantly beating, and a few strands of white hair fell from his forehead.

Outside the blacksmith shop, the wind and rain were terrible, and the cloth signs of the blacksmith shop were constantly hunting, like thunder that sounded from time to time behind the clouds.

The sound of footsteps dripping with water soon came from outside the house.

Two figures stepped into the room, the old man struck the iron for a moment, and then the wrinkles on his face stacked: "There is nothing to greet you, find a place to sit by yourself." ”

"The old man's shabby blacksmith shop is rare for so many regular customers."

Chao Xiaojian and Wen Ting looked at the old man, and smiled and arched his hand: "Old Huang is polite." ”

The old man stopped and sat together, turned around and looked at Wen Ting, looking at the thin sword that Wen Ting pinned to his waist, the thin sword that had been locked in the scabbard like a beast, was now much calmer, and he continued to be angry.

The old man glanced at Wen Ting and found that Wen Ting, in addition to being weak, was much better than before.

"It's worthy of Xuanyuan Taihua......"

The old man sighed.

"It was able to turn decay into magic, and let Wen Ting, who was bound to die with his sword, survive his life, everything was calculated and expected."

"It is worthy of being the first sword immortal in Datang for more than two hundred years."

"Why did you two come to the old man this time?"

The old man took the dirty cloth towel, wiped his hands, staggered to the rocking chair, sat down, and asked calmly.

"Wen Ting, your kid still owes the old man a lot of money, but Fang Lang Xiaoyou paid it back for you, so I'll turn it over for the time being."

Wen Ting suddenly smiled awkwardly.

He asked Fang Lang to come over with the Liansheng Sword to take a look, wouldn't that also pay off the debt?

Chao Xiaojian found a chair and sat down, looked at the old man, and said, "Youzhou Demon Que, the senior sister of the head has appeared." ”

"Tearing apart the barriers of the two worlds, from the demon world, looking at the Tang Dynasty."

"Because Fang Lang's kid has attracted a touch of spiritual thought hidden in the Liansheng Sword by Senior Sister."

Chao Xiaojian's words made the lazy old man slowly open his eyes, and his eyes flashed: "Old man, let's just say, how could Taihua Sword Immortal fall quietly?" ”

"This matter is gratifying."

"But what does this have to do with you coming to find the old man?"

The old man's voice was hoarse and said lightly.

Wen Ting took a sip of wolfberry wine on the side, he understood Chao Xiaojian's plan.

However, indeed, in this world, there is no more suitable person than the old man in front of him to escort Fang Lang to draw his sword.

It's just that Wen Ting was quite surprised that Chao Xiaojian would actually hit the abacus on Xu Lao's body.

However, can you say that it moves?

Wen Ting took a sip of wolfberry tea and smiled.

Outside the house, there was a lot of wind and rain.

Inside the room, there was a lot of discussion.

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Fangjiafang City.

With Fang Lang becoming the champion, the reputation of Fangjiafang City has long been opened, and now this Fang City is extremely lively and crowded.

The Fang family has a champion, and this matter has already caused a sensation in the entire Luojiang City.

Lao Fang also became a well-known person in Luojiang City.

The business in Fangjiafang City has risen a lot because of this.

Fang Lang was dressed in white, carrying a sword box, strolling through the familiar streets, he did not go to Fangjiafang City, but walked on the streets of Luojiang City, wandering around.

Buying some snacks from time to time, but also looking at some small objects, since coming to this world, Fang Lang has been immersed in cultivation, but he lacks understanding of some external objects.

Walking and walking, they still came to Fangjiafang City, the guys saw Fang Lang, some people who were familiar with Fang Lang were stunned, and then rubbed their eyes in disbelief, howled, and said, "Childe is back!" ”

"Champion is back!"

For a while, in the city, it was boiling like boiling water in an instant.

The old man was counting the accounts in the account room, and when he heard the howling outside the house, he hurriedly put down the pen in his hand and walked out of the account room.

I saw Fang Lang who was surrounded in the center, a group of guys, some people, and some familiar businessmen and friends surrounded Fang Lang and asked questions.

Fang Lang didn't put up any shelves, he responded with a smile, chatting about some interesting things.

Fang Lang seemed to sense Lao Fang, raised his head and looked over, and immediately nodded with a smile.

The smile on the old man's face suddenly bloomed, and he immediately called the guy and asked the guy to go to the Fangjia Restaurant to prepare a charter and prepare the best table of wine and food!

When the son returned home, the father rejoiced!

The old man squeezed into the crowd and picked up Fang Lang, who was surrounded by people.

"You kid, when you return to Luojiang City, you won't come to a letter to talk about it in advance."

The old man scolded with a smile.

"When the resource war ended, there was suddenly an opportunity to go home to visit relatives, and I didn't expect it."

Fang Lang couldn't help but say.

The father and son walked and chatted in the market, and from time to time a merchant asked the old man, is his son back?

The old man also smiled and nodded in response to them.

The two walked to the restaurant, boarded the restaurant, and there were already prepared wine and food.

The old party asked Fang Lang to sit down, and the old party did not invite others to this table of dishes, nor did he invite guests, but the father and son ate together.

Enjoy a rare get-together.

It is said that there is no Jiazi in cultivation, and the old party thought that Fang Lang had entered the Jianshu Sect to practice, and it was difficult to return home for ten or eight years.

"If you encounter any confusion or bottleneck in your practice, don't worry, don't be upset, come back home more, and your father will drink with you, maybe you will be able to understand?"

Lao Fang said with a smile, and kept serving Fang Lang vegetables.

Lao Fang also asked some about Fang Lang's next plans.

Fang Lang didn't hide it, he told Lao Fang that he recognized the first female sword immortal of the Tang Dynasty as his master.

Lao Fang was just amazed when he heard it.

Of course, Lao Fang was more worried about the safety of Fang Lang in the Third Sect, so he asked Fang Lang to be careful.

"It's really not good, if it's really too dangerous, go back to Luojiang City, dad doesn't have anything else, but our family's business is growing now, you come back, inherit the eight square markets, five restaurants, and 10,000 acres of fertile land, it's absolutely no problem to have no worries about food and clothing!"

"Our Fang family can now be called the richest man in Luojiang City!"

Lao Fang said with a smile.

Fang Lang couldn't help but laugh out loud for a while when he heard these familiar words that were killing his fighting spirit, sure enough, Lao Fang, as always, was the biggest obstacle on his cultivation path!

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The Demon of the Western Regions.

On the teleportation array platform in front of the demon que, the light flowed, and the space fluctuated violently.

Then, a figure wearing a eunuch uniform emerged.

Above the demon gate, Ah Si Shan was wearing armor, looking at the figure that came out of the teleportation platform, and slowly exhaled a breath.

"Your Highness."

The eunuch raised his head, and suddenly realized that Li Liancheng, the third prince, had changed his identity through the Dao Sect Lishi Fu.

"Uncle Jushan." The third prince, Li Liancheng, looked at Asiju Mountain, and his heart finally fell.

Although the mother concubine of the three princes is not of an alien race, she has an excellent relationship with Asijushan, which is also the reason why the three princes can get the support of most foreign races.

"The minister already knows what happened in Chang'an."

Ah Si Shan said: "Your Highness was already trapped, but Your Majesty still punishes Your Highness, which is really incomprehensible, and it is natural for Your Highness not to accept it." ”

"Fang Lang, this son, has repeatedly injured the prince, but the Holy Emperor not only did not punish him, but even ignored it, why? Because this son can pull out the lotus life, it means that it is also possible to pull out the lotus death, the lotus wheel, and the lotus return to the three swords, and lead the Taihua sword immortal in the demon world to return. ”

"And the return of Taihua Sword Immortal, who is the biggest beneficiary, has Your Highness ever thought about it?"

The two walked between the demons, asking and answering.

The yellow sand is slowly flying, and the environment of the Western Regions Demon Que is already extremely harsh.

Ah Si Shan was wearing armor, raised his hand from afar, pointed in the direction of Chang'an, and said: "Your Highness, can you still remember how much uproar the turmoil in Chang'an caused, but there is one person who has never appeared from beginning to end, and when we kowtow to the Vermilion Bird Gate with our blood, this person appeared arrogantly, but why didn't this person appear under such a major event as Nanye Huo's assassination of the Holy Emperor?!" ”

On the burly body of Ah Si Xuanshan, a terrifying aura suddenly burst out.

The third prince, Li Liancheng, had just shed his eunuch robes, but he didn't expect that Ah Si Jushan would discuss such a secret with him.

And thinking about it carefully, Li Liancheng's eyes were also tightened.

Ah Si Shan looked at the three princes, his eyes were extremely deep, and the words he said were earth-shattering, as if a thunderbolt had fallen from the nine heavens!

"Holy Emperor...... Something could have happened. ”

"The reason why His Highness feels aggrieved is because the Holy Emperor ...... It's not a holy emperor anymore! ”

When Li Liancheng heard this, his whole body trembled, and he only felt a cold breath spreading from the soles of his feet.

The Holy Emperor is not the Holy Emperor...... Is it possible?!

A Si Jushan's eyes were extremely deep: "The festival degree system, it was originally promised by the Holy Emperor himself ten years ago, but now, the festival degree makes the system invalid, but only because of Fang Lang's yellow-haired child's words, why?" ”

"There is also the dispute between the princes, which was established by the Holy Emperor ten years ago, and the eldest prince and His Royal Highness fought for ten years, and in the end, the eldest prince died tragically, and the third prince was just wronged, but he was still beaten into the cold palace, and the dispute between the princes became a joke...... Why? Doesn't Datang need a prince? ”

"Because...... The Holy Emperor is no longer a Holy Emperor. ”

A Si Shan's words made the third prince Li Liancheng seem to have discovered a big secret, and his whole body trembled: "General Jushan, what ...... How's that to be? ”

Thinking about it carefully, Li Liancheng really felt that it was extremely strange, for ten years, the Holy Emperor's face had been hazy, and for ten years, the Holy Emperor had never had too much intimate contact with these princes......

The so-called dispute between the princes has also become a joke.

Also, Fang Lang stabbed him Li Liancheng three times, but it was actually him who was scolded by the Holy Emperor!

All these things are now connected together in Li Liancheng's mind!

Like thunder flashing through the night!

Ah Si Shan took a deep breath, his burly body stood on the top of the demon que, his eyes flashed with a unique meaning, and a strong spiritual thought spread out, as if he had smashed down the huge boulder that set off the monstrous waves in Li Liancheng's sea of knowledge.

He said heavily: "The various injustices encountered by His Highness are indeed the same. ”

"We can't let Fang Lang pull out the other three swords."

"Moreover, we need Your Highness...... Save the Holy Emperor! ”

"Give Datang a truth, and give His Highness justice!"

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