Ocean Spring City, Juxian Restaurant.

In the antique restaurant, there are many drinkers, and the old gentleman who is commenting on the book is talking and laughing.

"In other words, the general trend of the world will be divided for a long time, and it will be divided for a long time. A few days ago, there were major battles in Yunzhou and Qingzhou one after another, and there was also a lot of movement in other states, and the battlefield was simply full of blood, which was unbearable. ”

"Even Quanzhou has not been peaceful recently, piracy is rampant, and merchant ships going to sea have disappeared several times, and now the major trading houses dare not go to sea rashly!"

"There are also refugees, I heard that a line of defense has been erected on the border of Quanzhou......"

"Lao Liang, we have immortals stationed here in Ocean Spring City, this war can't be fought here, you say something interesting." One couldn't help but get up and interrupt the old man Liang who was telling a story.

Old man Liang is a healthy old man who has lived in Haiquan City for a long time, has a mysterious background, and has always liked to brag and tell stories in restaurants and teahouses.

When this person is over 60 years old, he likes to inquire about strange things everywhere, and then publicize them everywhere in public, so as to gather popularity and obtain psychological satisfaction.

Many times, because this person is unruly in his words, he often offends people, but even if he offends a big family, he doesn't see anything happen to him.

After many times, everyone knows in their hearts that there is someone behind this person.

"You don't understand, there are traces of immortals in this war, and what the immortals say is ...... if South Vietnam is chaotic."

Lao Liang was dressed in a gray cloth robe, sitting in the middle of the restaurant, holding a startling wood in his hand, and said a little unfathomable.

"Stop, hurry up to the next paragraph! Tell me something about the immortals," a good man urged loudly as he sat in his seat.

The people around them were also looking forward to it, and they liked to hear about the immortals the most.

"The little old man also doesn't know much about the affairs of the immortals, and he talks about the immortals in vain, but it will cause trouble," Lao Liang sighed, picked up the wine on the wine table on the side, and poured it hard.

He exhaled comfortably and picked up a fried peanut and stuffed it into his mouth.

"But since you want to hear it, the old man will tell you such a story about the past of the Sword Immortal today.

It is said that two hundred years ago, in a Longquan Island not far from this Ocean Spring City, there lived a famous swordsmith Mr. Higashino.

Although Mr. Higashino is only a mortal, the swords he casts are all sword qi that can fight bulls, which is comparable to the magic weapons of the immortal family.

After the news came out, the high-rollers came to buy swords, and for a while, they became famous and in the limelight.

But this Mr. Higashino has a quirk, he doesn't want a magic pill, he doesn't collect thousands of family wealth, do you know what he wants? ”

Lao Liangtou stopped when he talked about the key point, sat upright, took a sip of wine, and sold it.

"What do you want? Isn't it a stunning beauty? A rich boy raised his voice.

"Non-yes, non-......"

Old Liang shook his head and said mysteriously:

"Whoever seeks a sword, whether an immortal or a mortal, needs to collect some ancient treasures for him as a reward before he can forge a sword."

Throat.

A shining silver object was thrown on the table in front of Lao Liangtou, and when he looked closely, it was actually a silver ingot full of color.

Why is that? The old gentleman gave me a good sermon and a good sermon, and there was a reward. A gentle voice came from the corner of the restaurant.

A ray of light flashed in Lao Liangtou's cloudy eyes, and he slowly put away the silver.

He has been a storyteller here for many years, but he has rarely met such a generous high roller.

I can't help but look at the person who gives the reward.

What caught my eye was a young man with a long and jade body, with a delicate and resolute appearance, black and white eyes, blazing and bright, sitting in a corner of the teahouse.

There is an otherworldly bearing.

This person is none other than Fang Yuan.

After explaining the tasks of Hong Ping'an, Chen Changming, and Liu Lanying, Fang Yuan finally ushered in the second ring of prompts.

Serial prompt: The old man Liang who tells the story in Juxian Restaurant seems to know some old things (second ring).

Juxian Restaurant is just an ordinary mortal restaurant, with a slight name, among which there are many high-rollers, peddlers and pawns, and many people from three religions and nine streams.

Fang Yuan inquired a little and found this place.

He has been here for a long time, and there is no trace of an immortal cultivator here, and the old man Liang who tells the story is just a mortal.

I wanted to directly capture this person and search for souls.

However, the technique of soul searching hurts the heavens and harmony, and it is just enough to use it on those who cultivate immortals, and the sequelae are not serious.

For such an old man who is more than half a hundred years old and the age of the sixtieth year, I am afraid that his soul will collapse.

At worst, he lost his soul and became demented, and at worst, he died directly.

Although Fang Yuan was not a soft-hearted person, his actions could be called decisive and decisive.

But for an innocent mortal, he couldn't do such a thing.

Old Liang Tou didn't know that he had already walked before the ghost gate.

"Thank you for the reward."

Lao Liangtou is also well-informed, and he can see from his temperament that this person is extraordinary.

What's even more strange is that the surrounding guests seem to be a little too ignorant of the youth in the corner, as if they subconsciously sit away from the youth.

In the past, when such a reward was given, these people would not talk about coaxing, but would also pay attention to it.

It is incomprehensible that they should turn a blind eye today.

Although I was shocked in my heart, I didn't have any other thoughts when I got older.

"Why are you talking so much, tell me about the rest of this? Where is the Sword Immortal? The crowd couldn't help but urge.

Seeing that the popularity is increasing, the better Lao Liangtou's mood is. No more off-the-shelf.

"Rest easy, and I'll tell you what happened......

Mr. Higashino has been forging swords in Ocean Springs for 30 years, and he has forged countless famous swords.

As a result, the momentum became more and more vast, and the fame became more and more widespread, and finally even the immortals noticed this person.

Legend has it that one day, an immortal came to his door and asked Mr. Higashino to forge a fairy sword for him.

On the day when the fairy sword was born, the lightning was staggered, the thunder was rolling, the sand seal waved away the gods and ghosts, the thunder and lightning thunderbolted the heavens and the earth, and the thunder snake hundreds of meters long swam.

It can really be called the Nine Heavens Thunder and Lightning, and its thunder shines on the sea springs, attracting countless immortals to come and snatch it, and fight here.

It was this battle that made Mr. Higashino become a legendary sword immortal from a mortal. ”

"it! The more you talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes, Lao Liang, can you be reliable? How could a mortal become a sword immortal......" Someone below couldn't help but retort for a moment.

"How do you know that mortals can't become sword immortals? ……”

Lao Liangtou was not annoyed, and after refuting a sentence, he continued,

"Although this Mr. Higashino is a mortal, the sword that was forged is a real fairy sword.

It is said that at that time, this sword, which was supposed to be forged for immortals, fell into the hands of Mr. Higashino for some reason.

Relying on such a sword, Mr. Higashino fought with several immortals with a mortal body at that time, and the killing was a river of blood, stumps all over the ground, and corpses all over the field, which was a miserable one...."

Mortals kill immortals, this is completely impossible in the eyes of everyone.

Countless years of concepts have made them understand that it is always those immortals who are high up in the world.

But because of this, when I heard this absurd and bizarre story, an inexplicable emotion rose in my heart.

Suddenly, everyone's emotions were mobilized by him, and they urged him to continue.

I want to know the result of the battle between this mortal and the immortal in the end.

"Interesting, Sword Immortal...... Ancient Treasure ......"

What's the connection?

Fang Yuan sat in the corner and listened to the story, but he didn't feel how far away he was, if the martial arts masters among mortals could manipulate the best magic weapons, it was not impossible to fight against some monks in the early stage of Qi cultivation.

If the matter is not apocryphal...... That......

The story is not finished yet, there are already conjectures in my heart, and more clues are needed.

At this time, Lao Liang was talking about a critical juncture. There are more and more people around.

"Bang Dang"

The old beam's head slapped the startled wood and buzzed.

"Let's talk about the great battle, when the rain was pouring down, and the battle lasted seven days and seven nights...... In the end, Mr. Higashino killed one of them with a sword, and at the same time shouted fiercely: You immortals, do you know why I want to forge this fairy sword? ”

"Why?" Everyone wondered.

"I am a mortal, and I dare to draw my sword to cut the immortals,!" Lao Liang let out a long groan and raised his head to read.

"Good!"

"Good! Reward one!! ”

The people around were immediately shocked by this spirit, and they generously donated money and threw out the reward money.