A hundred years ago, the heroic Li Jingsheng sword beheaded the Yuan infant demon Changyou here, sacrificing himself for others, but he couldn't leave Changyou Mountain half a step, a state county fell Changyou slowly built in the past 100 years, gradually expanded, Li Jingsheng guarded here, and the Quartet was peaceful.

But not many people really know the reason, and they have so much merit that they can go to the Zhongzhou Daxia Dynasty to be the guest and pursue a broader avenue opportunity, but they have been guarding it for more than 100 years.

It's not that I don't go, but I can't go, and it's hard for anyone to know why.

Now, the reputation has disappeared, except for the older generation of cultivators, it is estimated that it is difficult for anyone to know such a prominent figure.

Changyou County is named after the Yuan Infant Demon Changyou.

The big demon is blessed, its strength is like a macaque with four ears, and the cry is like a baby's crying. This is also the reason why Zhuang Yu is not inhabited in the north for half a month, every time it is a roaring time, the flood is raging, the terrain in the south is gentle, can not withstand the monstrous flood, can not survive, sparsely populated.

A hundred years ago, the Great Demon Changyou had vague signs of breaking the mirror and improving, which once caused panic on the mountain and down the mountain, and the Great Xia Dynasty once sent generals to recruit capable people and strangers from all over the world to jointly kill this demon, but it was not successful.

Thirty-two capable people and strangers laid down a large array to lock the sky, but they fell and there was no return, and no one answered on and off the mountain for a while. The Great Demon Changyou experienced this battle, not only was he unscathed, but he also improved a few points, and the signs of breaking the mirror scene were more obvious.

For a time, the entire Southern Wilderness flooded, and countless lives were killed and injured. Originally, every time the moon was full, the big demon appeared, roared at the moon, and flooded. Now, when the mirror is broken, it is even more noisy, not only flooding the entire southern border of the Great Wilderness, but also causing the flood to flow backwards, going north, and flooding many capitals along the way.

At that time, the young Li Jingsheng entered the WTO to practice, and Li Jingsheng, who was already famous on the mountain, learned about it, and went to the Imperial City of Great Xia in person to unveil the list. Great Xia once announced to the world that if the young man succeeded, Great Xia would provide heaven and earth treasures for his sect every year thereafter, and all the people of the sect would be treated as guests. The Emperor of Heaven personally burned books and texts for his sect, and was named "the first person".

The Son of Heaven is saying that it is not only about the opportunity of the Yishan sect, but also about the flow of the mountains and rivers. Those who can be the sons of heaven in the world will gather the luck of the world, and most of them will be the stars of civil and military music to come to the world and save the dawn of life. The people under the mountain may not understand, but for the people on the mountain, it cannot be said that they do not know, just like the blessings of the gods, which is wonderful.

Li Jingsheng, a young man in white clothes on the mountain, has just entered the world, and his edge is exposed. is young, but has become a well-known romantic figure on the mountain, young, broken into the Yuan Baby.

The three-foot Qingfeng in one hand is even more sought after, dashing, and superb swordsmanship.

For a time, there was such a poem circulating on the mountain:

A dance of the sword moves in all directions, and the audience is depressed like a mountain.

It is like thunder to collect anger, and it is like the blue light of the river and the sea.

The evaluation is not high, he is young, and his cultivation is far beyond his age, and he asks with a sword, and he casts a sword guts. The swordsmanship is superb, the avenue is far away, and he once became a favorite figure of the fairies on the mountain.

Wear a three-foot Qingfeng broad-edged sword, the name of the sword is fourteen.

In the early days of the Yuan Infant, Li Jingsheng relied on his own innate swordsmanship comprehension, fought a fierce battle for a full twenty-one days, and slashed the great demon Changyou in the late stage of the fifth month of the fifth month of the fifth month of that year, which can not be said to be not strong.

It's just that in the end, the soul has to merge with Changyou Mountain, lingering, the sword gall is sparse, and a generation of golden people will stay in Changyou forever, and they can't go anywhere else.

A teenager is good at everything, but he has just entered the world, is too sharp, and is easy to break.

Later, according to the original Zhaoyan, Daxia successively burned books to the sky for his sect, and the text of the Son of Heaven was displayed, and he was courteous to the people of his sect, and was named "the first person" and recorded in the case of the mountain and the mountain.

Now, its sect has become the core of Great Xia, but it is only bitter that the swordsmanship genius Li Jingsheng has suffered, and he doesn't know how many hearts of the red-faced fairies have been broken, scolding the negative man, and not knowing how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade. Later, the Great Xia Dynasty established a county in Changyou Mountain, and the mountain lord Li Jingsheng supervised the city, and guarded the largest county in the south——— Changyou County.

To the south of Changyou County, there are few such large capital counties, and now, this prosperous county depends on the young genius Li Jingsheng.

The old city god looked at Li Jingsheng today, and couldn't help but feel unbearable, the swordsmanship master of a hundred years ago was gone after all. The white-haired middle-aged man in front of him now has a stubborn illness and is sluggish, and he has no edge. The old city god is one of the thirty-two capable people who preceded the Yuanying monk Li Jingsheng to lock the heavens and the great array, fortunately he had the greatest merit, and was spontaneously posthumously named the city god of the earth immortal end stream by the people under the mountain, and Daxia never asked, nor did he stop it.

"Senior Li, regret the unveiling of the list yesterday, if you don't go, the avenue that has already been built now is vast. Old Chenghuang said in a low voice.

"Regret is not counted, but my monks, that is, the people of the mountain, should seek the blessings of my people. Li Jingsheng took over.

"It's just that I am young and sharp, I don't know that the sky is high and the sky is thick, and there is a sky outside the sky, it is too rigid and easy to break, and I can't complain about others ...... now"

"Predecessors, how can I say this, the predecessors had great perseverance and sacrificed themselves for the people, and now we should not have a twilight heart, no bloom, and firmly believe in ourselves, such merits, we will have the opportunity to treat each other. Don't be stubborn in the body, kill the will of time, although the world is not good, but he will slowly become better, good results and karma, after all, there will be a time for flowers to bloom. Senior Li should not be anxious, calm down, take a good look at the vastness of the world today, the vast avenue, why worry about sticking to Changyou Mountain and losing heart, there is no glory of the people on the mountain, and the simple people in this city, generation after generation, are also very good. Don't be lonely, I hope that my predecessors will go down the mountain more and see more of the people at the foot of the mountain, you are a big fairy in their hearts. Don't stay in the bamboo building and embroider. "The old city god came quietly and said a lot of words.

Li Jingsheng, the mountain lord, was silent for a long time, looking at the people in the city, and then at the two children who were asleep on the table.

Plainness is also a blessing, at least for the people under the mountain.

"Senior Li has a lot of trouble, now, I can be reborn, and I should also serve the city god seriously, I hope that the seniors will go more, don't let the sword heart seal the dust, if you can, take the older child into a registered disciple, and it will not be too lonely, just sell the thin noodles of the juniors..."

He broke off a large piece of fragments from Jin and handed it to Li Jingsheng.

"This is a young man's apprenticeship, and it is nothing for me to receive such a favor from him. If the child is difficult to enter the eyes of the predecessors, the day he leaves, he is still tired and carefully arranged, don't let the child suffer, give more silver taels under the mountain, and the little city god is grateful......" The old city god said seriously, and saluted again.

Li Jingsheng hurriedly returned the salute, looked at the old city god with a strict expression, and skimmed the sleeping child at the foot of the mountain, smiling on his face, it seemed that he had a good dream.

"Take care of your predecessors, and I hope to think about it a few times in the previous words. After saying the last sentence, the old city god disappeared into the bamboo building on the top of the mountain.

City.

In the house, Zhuang Yu and Shi Xiaoke fell asleep on the table after eating, and they were physically and mentally exhausted after many days of hurrying. The old city god sat quietly next to the two children, smiling like a spring breeze.

The young man fell asleep and smiled, full of happiness, and the little girl left a table of saliva, and kept pouting, it seemed that she had dreamed of delicious food again.

Simple.

After sitting for a while, Zhuang Yu was woken up by a knock on the door. The second child in the house brought rice wine after the meal, which was extremely mellow.

The old city god slowly got up, stared for a moment, and faced the young man in a Confucian pretense, thanking the gods. Completely resist the wind and travel far away from Changyou County, the sky is full of golden light, and the sky is long.

Zhuang Yu may not know what great things he has done. But for the old city god, it will not be a small city god in the future, but a great avenue can be expected, and now it is only necessary to revitalize the incense, create merits, and practice the golden body of ten thousand calamities. The gods' greetings are not signed, they are the purest gifts, unintentionally or unintentionally, and this is the case.

The congratulatory message of the gods is not only a recognition of the deities in office, but also a great benefit to the person who congratulates them. The luck of the gods increases, and the closer the way, there will always be a part of the congratulatory to the person who congratulates them, and they fight back endlessly, and the greeter can sit back and enjoy the success. The person who congratulates him must be truthful, as is often the case, in order to be pure enough. Otherwise, there will be many more opportunistic cultivators in the world, and it will naturally not be successful. Utilitarian greetings are not only useless, but also disgusted by the gods.

In everything, sincerity is spiritual, and simplicity is the same.

The rice wine is mellow, and Zhuang Yu helped the store guy Xiao Er'er help clean up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, which is a little embarrassing. All the white rice and stir-fried vegetables went down to their stomachs, and the boy himself didn't know that he had eaten a little too much.

The face is a little red, and the chin is grabbed with one hand. The little second child of the Zhidian said.

"Have you eaten enough, you must be hungry after such a long journey, if it is not enough, talk to me, there is something in the back kitchen, our shopkeeper is good, not good for us in the whole city, you two are young and have more to eat. The shopkeeper said.

"Little second brother, I'm full, I'm really full, I'm a little bit ......" Zhuang Yu immediately replied.

"That's good, this is the rice wine we burned, but the fragrance can quench your thirst, you can taste it. "Set up the rice wine, put away the dishes and chopsticks, and went out.

"I'll go and get busy first, and call me if you need anything. ”

Ah Dong, the second son of the shopkeeper, also fled from elsewhere and became Zhuang Yu's first friend in this world.

The rice wine was mellow and fragrant, and the young man who was originally quite full was aroused again, and hurriedly woke up Shi Xiaoke.

The little girl may not have drunk rice wine, the wine is a little strong, the little face is flushed, swaying from side to side, and she keeps yelling at Zhuang Yu, the young man saw that he was strong, and hurriedly picked up Xiao Ke and put it on the bed, covered the quilt, and after a while, there was no trouble, and he fell asleep.

Zhuang Yu pushed open the wooden window next to him, blowing a small breeze, maybe the rice wine was a little strong, and his face was red, looking at the people coming and going in the city, it was peaceful.

In the distance, the sun is infinitely better, even in the evening.

Grandpa, I'm very good now, I have delicious rice wine, it's delicious, I have a lovely sister, and there is a capital city that is much bigger than Youlong Lane, it's really good.

You have to be good, ah Yu misses you......