Chapter 122: The Strong Gather
Emperor Xuan of Han had nine state cities, each ruled by a sword marquis. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info and the jurisdiction of the sword marquis is limited to only one state city. Strictly speaking, even if the nine state cities combined, the area is not as large as any of the Sword Mansions. But if you count taxes, at least a few sword mansions add up to be worth a state city.
Ye Su had never been to the state city, but when he was still some distance away from Bazhou City, he vaguely felt the prosperity of the state city.
On the wide official road, horse-drawn carriages full of goods were carried one after another. Coupled with the people who come and go, the street vendors on the side of the road, just this section of the official road, the prosperity is comparable to many county towns. In addition to ordinary people, there are also many people with swords, who look like they have come from afar. Seeing those people, Ye Su's expression was strange and abnormal.
Ye Su's small world at this time can already cover a range of dozens of zhang. What is the realm of others, it has a more distinct mark than before. Below the solid gas period, it is like a candle flame, and after entering the country, it shines like an incandescent lamp.
Walking on the official road, coming and going, Ye Su only felt that there were large slices of shining in front of him and behind him. Because most of those swordsmen are strong people entering the country. Among them, the light of several was particularly dazzling, and they were even stronger in the Concentration Realm.
"There are so many strong people entering the country, it is more lively than the Ten Mansions. Ye Su couldn't help but sigh.
The situation in the state city is not clear, but Ye Su knows that the entry of a county town usually does not exceed ten people. When I participated in the Shifu Ring in Chuanliang County, heroes from all walks of life gathered, many heads of families were present, and there were many strong people entering the country. Compared with what Ye Su sees now, it is really a small thing. Just by seeing this way, there are no less than 100 people. When you stay in the city, you can imagine it.
"Shifu can't compare to this. Xiao Lengzhi said:
"At that time, although it was a gathering of strong people from the ten provinces, most of them were from the family, and there were very few real strong people. Kebazhou Hou is vacant, and it is not limited to the ten prefectures that are staring at this position. Not only the powerhouses of the Seventy-two Sword Mansions gathered, but also the powerhouses of the army and the rivers and lakes would also come. If there is no accident, half of the strong people in the world will gather in the small city of Bazhou in these days. ”
Ye Su was really taken aback. "Is the position of the Marquis of Bazhou so attractive?"
Xiao Lengzhi and Su Wuya glanced at each other.
"Fascinating. Su Wuya said with a smile: "If the old man is an official in the court, maybe he will have the heart to fight." ”
"Oh?" Ye Su raised his eyebrows.
"I didn't mean to hide anything from Mr. Ye, but this is not the place to speak. Xiao Lengzhi said: "When you settle down in the city, the mansion will talk to Mr. about it." ”
Ye Su was about to say something, when his spirit suddenly tightened, and his eyes swept to the side.
It was a team of charlatans, two caravans, more than a dozen horses, and a few half-grown children who were very naughty, running back and forth on the official road. A big man with a sad face chased after him angrily, as if he had been taken by the children, and he was extremely lively.
Xiao Lengzhi noticed Ye Su's gaze and said with a smile: "In the end, Bazhou City, in the bitter cold land of Wuwei Sword Mansion, you can't see such a prosperous scene. The theater troupe has not seen such a livelihood in this house for more than ten years. ”
Ye Su snorted, his eyes flickering. In Ye Su's small world, the seemingly ordinary angry man, the light on his body was like a small sun, shining brighter than any strong person entering the country. Xiao Lengzhi and Su Wuya are both in the spiritual realm, but they are also far from the big man.
That big man is suddenly a strong man who is not weaker than Gu Yunqing. But except for Ye Su, no one else seemed to notice.
"This Bazhou City is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. Ye Su subconsciously touched the three-foot cold moon on his waist.
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In the official road outside the city, Ye Su has opened his eyes. But when he got in, Ye Su was even more dizzy, and the small world was turned off. Because there are too many flashes of light around, if you pass by a random person, you are a strong entry person.
The strong have the pride of the strong, and they are naturally not to be outdone in the face of others. Even if no one does anything, they will secretly release their breath to test each other. The entire street is filled with sword aura and coercion.
Whether it is an ordinary person or a solid gas master, they can not go out without going out. Even if there is an incident, they always take a long detour of the path, avoiding the bulls on the main street as much as possible. Entry powerhouses are rare in various places, and it is rare for ordinary people to see them, but here, for a while, it was almost like a cabbage on the side of the road.
At the beginning, Xiao Lengzhi said that nearly half of the world's entry would gather in Bazhou City, and Ye Su still felt that it was an exaggeration. But looking at the situation in front of him, even if all the strong people who entered the country came, Ye Su would not be surprised. Why is a position so attractive, Ye Su is becoming more and more curious.
"Yo, isn't this Xiao Fujun. The group of three was walking, and someone suddenly greeted them from behind.
The three stopped their horses, followed by a team. There are a total of 10 people, two in the Concentrating Realm, and eight in the Gathering Spirit Realm.
"Wang Fujun. Xiao Lengzhi's expression was indifferent.
"These two are your helpers? Why didn't you see Zheng Yuan? Wang Fujun seemed to be very familiar, and said to Su Wuya and Ye Su: "I am Wang Wenli of Chongwen Sword Mansion, what do you call the two?"
Wang Wenli looked polite, but a clear-eyed person knew at a glance that he was not on good terms with Xiao Lengzhi. Su Wuya and Ye Su are old and sophisticated, and the other hates trouble, so they didn't answer. Xiao Lengzhi didn't play any tricks, and directly took the words.
"These two are the sword guards under the head of the Thirteen Sword Divisions, Mr. Twelve and Mr. Thirteen. ”
Wang Wenli was stunned for a moment, and then showed a strange smile.
Ye Su and the others were surprised, but they saw the condensation realm powerhouse beside Wang Wenli and laughed.
"I heard that Gu Yunqing has received a new young sword guard, I thought it was a rumor, but I didn't expect it to be true. Coincidentally, he had thirteen sword guards, and eleven of them had dealt with me. This trip to Bazhou can meet two people, which can be regarded as a success. ”
The contemplation realm is around fifty years, and the eyes are thin. Although he is laughing, he gives people a sense of coldness.
Su Wuya's eyes flashed, and he arched his hand to the man: "Dare to ask Your Excellency's name." ”
"Speaking of which, we're colleagues. The man still smiled: "Under the seat of Zhou Qianshui, the hall master of the Black Water Hall of the Thirteen Sword Divisions, Wang Wensheng, the commander in front of the palace." ”
As soon as these words came out, Ye Su didn't react, but Xiao Lengzhi and Su Wuya changed color in unison.
The Thirteen Sword Divisions are not in harmony with each other, and there are many cases where they don't like each other or even fight each other. Sometimes it's just a casual fight, but sometimes it's a real fire. Gu Yunqing and Zhou Qianshui once had a big one.
Su Wuya was the twelfth sword guard who joined in the later period, and the twelfth sword guard before him was killed by Zhou Qianshui's side. And the one who killed people was Wang Wensheng. (To be continued.) )