It's spring again, and it's a small city in the mundane.

There are still couplets of the Spring Festival on the curtains of every house, and the red and fiery colors slightly dispel the cold of spring. And the streets are full of people, hundreds of people start to run for a day's livelihood.

Although the days are not too good, there is a bite to eat after all. This is already very good for the people of the world who have just ended the troubled times.

A white-clothed Taoist came on foot in fine snow, carrying a simple iron sword behind his back. The face is not very brilliant, and it is ordinary like the common people, but the eyes are deep and ethereal.

The sergeant at the gate of the city stretched out his hand to stop the Taoist, and said in a respectful tone: "Does this Taoist master have a way?" ”

Li Changsheng shook his head slightly, and then raised his fingertips, and the ancient sword behind his back came out of the sheath for half a minute.

This scene suddenly caused the people around him to exclaim, and the sergeant defending the city became solemn, took half a step back, bowed down and said, "This Daoist master has just offended a lot, please ask for a lot." ”

Now I don't know what the reason is that I can't see cultivators anymore, but the ordinary people still retain their respect for the "immortals". It's not just a fear of power, it's more of gratitude and genuine reverence.

Especially for those who use swords, they are welcomed wherever they go.

For example, there are stone tablets of the Sword Sect everywhere today, and it is clearly recorded on them who subdued demons and eliminated demons, and who sacrificed to save the people of the world. The people will never forget those who were really kind to them, and these steles are full of tributes every festive season.

Although the Sword Sect no longer exists, everyone in the world takes the Sword Sect as an example. I don't know how many young people and girls who went out to seek immortals, they all originally cherished the worship of the Sword Sect and respected the "Sword Immortals" recorded in the inscription above.

The sword, the king of a hundred soldiers, is no longer in vain.

Li Changsheng had seen an interesting story not long after his travels, he passed through a certain mountain field and found that someone was fighting. When those juniors in the foundation building period saw the evil cultivator using a sword, they would open their mouths and angrily reprimand him, you are also worthy of using a sword. This world is not all bright and clear, at least the evildoers dare not be grandiose, and that is enough.

The most terrible thing in troubled times is not how many people die, but that evil is no longer evil.

"Nothing." Li Changsheng waved his hand and asked, "May I ask when it is now?" Where is this? ”

This is a true immortal.

The sergeant was even more sure of his inner guess, and it was said that these immortals practiced in the mountains for a hundred years with their eyes open and closed. 100 years is enough time for a place to change its name, or even a dynasty.

"Hui Daoye, this is the Wu Dynasty, and the country name is Guanwu. And this city is called Yuanxi City, which is a small city under Weizhou County of the Wu Dynasty. ”

"Guanwu." Li Changsheng was slightly stunned when he heard this name, and then asked, "How is the life of the people?" Are there corrupt officials? ”

The little general who had just run out of the city was suddenly pale with fright when he heard this. This is not a casual question, especially from the mouth of the sword priest, legend has it that the sword immortals like to kill corrupt officials the most.

But how can an official not be greedy? If they are not greedy, what else will they do?

I don't know how many people regard being an official as a business, being an official is to make money, and earning money is to be an official.

Although the sergeant didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, he also knew that he couldn't just say bad things about the family, so he replied after a little thought: "Back to the master, the world is peaceful, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and everything is bright." ”

[Fucking legs, deducting food every day, I haven't visited the kiln for a month. 】

Li Changsheng saw through it and didn't say anything, nodded and said, "It's so good." ”

Those who are dedicated to the people are a minority, and he does not expect perfection in this world, but now it seems that it is true to live and work in peace and contentment.

With that, he walked into the city, this time unhindered. And the general who defended the city wanted to follow, but in the blink of an eye, he couldn't see the figure of the Taoist.

"What a fairy!"

Li Changsheng walked in the crowd, and hundreds of people around him passed by, shouting and shouting. There are dignitaries and dignitaries in horse-drawn carriages, coachmen pushing a cart of goods, peasant women carrying vegetable baskets to sell vegetables, and children playing and playing.

There is also a wonton stand.

Li Changsheng walked into the wonton stall, and a fragrance poured into his nose. He couldn't help but take a deep breath, a slight smile appeared on his face, and asked, "Shopkeeper, how do you sell this wonton?" ”

The shopkeeper was a black-faced man, dressed in coarse linen, next to a woman who looked like his wife was holding a baby.

The black-faced rough man said with a smile: "A bowl costs five yuan, and if you add meat, it costs seven yuan." ”

"Three bowls with meat." Li Changsheng swallowed his saliva, looking very hungry.

He hadn't eaten for hundreds of years, and he had a send-off wine with Elder He 10 years ago, but that wasn't a meal.

The shopkeeper said with some confusion: "Three bowls? Dao Chief, can you eat it all by yourself? Although my stall is a little broken, I will never deduct the portions of 15 wontons in a bowl. If you don't think it's enough, you can add noodles and don't want to eat three bowls. ”

"Three bowls, I still have two old people."

"Two?"

The shopkeeper always looked left and right and saw him alone, but since the other party asked him so much, he could only do it. It's also a good thing to be able to earn two more nights, and the Taoist priest probably won't take credit like a ruffian.

Soon three bowls of wontons were served, Li Changsheng picked up the spoon and ate it slowly, and a somewhat familiar taste spread on his lips and teeth.

[Brother Li, what is this? 】

【Ravioli. 】

The first wonton he took to eat on a snowy night seemed to have this taste, at that time it was just a little greedy, and later because the taste was really good, the two of them basically went once a year. The few times I didn't go was because I was too far away and didn't want to spend a few days on the road.

"Elder He, this is the wonton that Xueye likes to eat."

Li Changsheng muttered to himself, and the child holding the baby next to him cast a puzzled look.

Who is this Taoist chief talking to?

After half the incense, Li Changsheng put down the soup spoon and felt a little relieved on his face. And the child holding the baby looked at him for a long time, and also looked at two bowls of wontons for a long time.

Li Changsheng smiled slightly and pushed the wonton in his direction, and said, "Eat, I'll please." ”

The child showed a look of surprise on his face, but he didn't step forward immediately, but asked crisply, "Isn't this for Dao Chief's friend?" ”

"They have something they can't do, and it's a waste to put it away." Li Changsheng replied.

"Thank you, Chief!"

Hearing this, the child no longer had any scruples to step forward and sit on the bench, holding his younger brother while eating wontons. From time to time, he chewed it and gave it to his younger brother in his arms, and the baby immediately let out a crisp laugh.

Seeing this, Li Changsheng couldn't help but smile and said, "What's your name?" ”

"Hui Dao Chang, the little one is called Wang Huan."

After the two children finished eating the wontons, Li Changsheng took out a few pieces of broken silver from his sleeves and put them on the table, and then got up to leave.

The woman saw the silver and confirmed its authenticity, and then shouted loudly, "The Taoist is looking for your money." ”

"No need to look for it, I'll come back next time."

A flat voice floated in, and the back of the Taoist had disappeared into the crowd.

——

"Xu Manhong! Xu Manhong! Xu Manhong! ”

The body was shaken violently, and someone kept saying his name.

Xu Manhong gradually came to his senses, opened his slightly ignorant eyes, and saw that the other team members surrounded him and cast concerned glances. And there was a slight coldness from his neck, and he looked down slightly to see an iron ring imprisoning her neck.

This is a magic weapon, the highest level of imprisoning magic weapon. It is generally used to deal with reincarnateds, and she is brought with this magic weapon to indicate that she has related suspicions, such as being taken away by reincarnateds.

After sorting out the current situation a little, Xu Manhong said: "My name is Xu Manhong, I was born in Donghai City, my father is Xu **, my mother is Jiang*, my number is 45022156***, and the soul lock is 5461258****." ”

She told all the information she had in one breath to verify that she wasn't taken away. And someone next to her recorded her words word for word, and used the company's system to request that her confidential content be retrieved.

The Divine Soul Lock is a kind of confinement commonly used by sects to confiner disciples, specifically to protect the memories related to the exercises. lest the disciples of his disciples be taken captive and searched for souls, which will lead to the leakage of their own inheritance. And these special cultivators who are engaged in soul searching work, their imprisonment level is the highest, and everyone's imprisonment is personally placed by the Qingxuan Daoist.

There is no guarantee that they will not be taken away, but it can be proved that they are not.

After half a ring, the team members confirmed Xu Manhong's identity and released him from confinement.

"Ms. Xu Manhong, the time we set is 15 minutes, and you have just been in a coma for three hours. Explain what happened? ”

Give me a little time to tidy up."

Xu Manhong took a deep breath and took a deep breath, countless memories came flooding up in his mind, and a strong feeling of dizziness came to his mind.

Sword Sect, Li Changsheng, He Kun, Heaven and Earth Tongqi Great Array, the Tianxia Sect besieged Jian Tianshan, Tiangan Jiazi, and sent off wine.

This time, the sequelae were very mild, but for some reason, there was some itching in the eyes, and indescribable sadness welled up in my heart.

"I may have read all the memories, about the memories after Lu Changzhi. For the sake of accuracy, I will call them by their first names. ”

"In the 361st year of the disappearance of the Sword Immortal, Li Changsheng and He Kun noticed that something was wrong with the Zhou Dynasty, and the two of them set off to the capital of the Zhou Dynasty on the same day. After meeting the founding emperor there, he was posthumously named the city god of the king of Mingling, who could not bear the starvation and suffering of the people and trained everyone into living corpses."

Xu Manhong spoke slowly but not slowly, and the team members next to her recorded the memories she saw in the form of recording and typing, and then uploaded them to the company's system after verifying the authenticity of the information through soul searching. The team also intended to compile it into a book to be disseminated among the monks.

In terms of research value alone, these memories are very rich in descriptions of the social structure and geographical environment of the spiritual world.

After about 15 minutes, Xu Manhong finished telling everything, and she let out a long breath, as if to cut all the dullness.

"This is the reason for the demise of the Sword Sect, not that the Sword Sect was besieged and died by the enemy, but that it was exhausted by killing all the demons in the world."

The expressions of the people became quite heavy, although they were different worlds, but the respect for the heroes was the same.

"Die to save the world, strong."

"The Sword Sect is full of heroes and martyrs, worthy of the world."

"If this history is compiled into a book and spread, the reputation and influence of the Sword Sect will rise again, and it will completely secure the title of the first sect in Shenzhou." Said a member who is very sensitive to the situation in the region.

"The Sword Immortal and the Living Immortal are both from the Sword Sect, and the two are Taoist couples."

Originally, Shenzhou had a little controversy about the first sect, especially after the birth of the world immortals. The title of the strongest person in the Sword Immortal cannot sit firmly, and there has been an endless debate between the Sword Immortal and the living Immortal. Spreading the news could put an end to these controversies and allow the Sword Sect to return to the first sect.

The former is because the two husbands and wives are the same as who is strong and who is weak, and the latter is that the two immortals are both from the Sword Sect, and the Sword Sect can also afford this title.

"It's just a pity that most of those Sword Sect disciples died during the foundation building period, and there is basically no possibility of reincarnation."

"Wait, didn't we send the divine soul of a disciple of the Sword Sect?"

"There are only a dozen of them, and the number of victims of the Sword Sect is as high as a thousand."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has a heart, Xu Manhong, who was lying on the hospital bed with her eyes closed, suddenly opened her eyes, and she remembered a very important thing.

"A reincarnated one has woken up! Sword Sect Elder He Kun woke up, and he was the one who asked me to look at my memory. ”

As soon as the words fell, the alarm light suddenly sounded.

[Target Tang Yuan is out of control, and the detention center is on first-level alert. 】

[All members of the investigation team should gather in Detention Room 034, repeat, all members of the investigation team should gather in Detention Room 034.] 】

In another room, Tang Yuan stood in a messy room, his expression on his thin face constantly changing, as if Peking Opera had changed his face. Dozens of diametrically opposed auras burst out from her body, making people afraid to approach.

Xu Manhong dragged his tired body to come, and he was accompanied by countless soldiers with loaded guns, and the muzzles of black holes were aimed at the woman in the hospital gown in the room.

Tang Yuan turned his head slightly, just looking at everyone subconsciously tensed his body.

Her voice was not like a woman, but a deep male voice.

"Little girl, go and call Brother Li, you should be able to contact him."

"Elder He?"

Xu Manhong was affected by the memory and subconsciously blurted out, she recognized this voice, it was He Kun's.

The woman nodded slightly and said, "It's me, the situation is a little critical now, and only Brother Li can solve it." He has been cultivating for so long and is known as a living immortal, so he should be much stronger than back then. ”

In the place where ordinary people can't see, the spiritual platform has been in chaos, and all the spirits have come to their senses.

Just as the so-called enemies were very angry when they saw each other, and soon He Kun and other people from the Sword Sect clashed with others. But fortunately, the three half-step gods in the final battle pulled He Kun, otherwise he might not be able to take over his body and call for help like he is now.

"I don't have much time, I have to do it as soon as possible. If some people here are allowed to escape, it will inevitably be killed. ”

"Okay."

Xu Manhong didn't hesitate too much, took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of Zhongshufu. She definitely didn't have a phone number from the immortals, but Zhongshufu must have it.

Toot toot.

The call hasn't gone through yet.

In a trance, there was an extra man in the room, he was wearing white short-sleeved jeans, his hair was not short or long, his facial features were mediocre, and there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes.

His voice rose and fell slightly.

"Elder He, long time no see."

Xu Manhong's heart beat suddenly, and the foundation building monks behind him were also tense.

Who is he?

(End of chapter)