The area of the country is not large, the national strength is not strong, the population is about 70 million, and the entire country does not even have a decent army, but for tens of thousands of years, there are no neighbors who dare to invade a single grass and tree, and the reason for this is because of the foothills of the Fallen Soul Mountain.

The country of Cha can be said to be the mother country of the Martial Spirit Sect!

According to the general direction of the earth's yin bloodline, the entire Cha country is divided into 33 states and 736 cities. The foothills of the Fallen Soul Mountain are located at the edge of the Cha Kingdom, in the territory of Liangzhou, bordering the three cities of Cha, Li and Bing, stretching for 100,000 miles.

Due to the extension of the earth's yin bloodline, the entire Luochen Realm was completely covered by rich blood qi, which also created a situation where martial artists were rampant here, and peak martial artists could even change the world with their own strength.

As one of the three major martial arts holy places in the entire Luochen Realm, the strength and power of the Martial Spirit Sect are so strong and powerful that they are reflected in almost all aspects, and their power tentacles extend to all walks of life.

Of course, if you want to worship the Martial Spirit Sect, it is not a simple matter, in addition to having a certain family background to support, at least you must reach the realm of a martial artist, which is usually called the realm of fine skin and iron bones.

Generally speaking, after reaching this realm, he will be accepted as an outer disciple by the Martial Spirit Sect.

The so-called outer disciples are disciples who have not been registered, and these disciples not only have to spend a lot of time every day to complete a certain amount of sundries, but they will even be sent to all walks of life to take care of some sect business.

The only way for an outer disciple to advance was to break through to the realm of the Blood Halo Shroud. Once this realm is reached, it will be registered by the sect and listed as an inner disciple. These inner disciples usually have two places to go.

One is to go to more than 200 large and small empires controlled by the Martial Spirit Sect to serve as generals, emperors, and worshippers, and the other is to be intoxicated with martial arts and stay in the sect to concentrate on cultivation. Generally speaking, this part of the ascetic disciples is the real elite of the Martial Spirit Sect.

Fan Chen is one of these ascetic disciples.

The Fan's family is also a small rich family in the territory of Cha Guo, but since the Fan's business failed ten years ago, the brothers disagreed, causing the entire Nuoda family to fall apart overnight, and the Fan's family has completely declined. Even the daughter of the head of the previous generation of the Fanjia family, Fan Miao'er, who was still in infancy, was swept out of the house, and was finally taken to the Martial Spirit Sect by Fan Chen.

Due to his natural weakness, he was not suitable for martial arts, and he was frail and sickly since he was a child, in order to facilitate his care, Fan Chen found a house in the nearby city, nourished his body with medicine, and slowly recuperated for him.

For Fan Chen, the son of the family, without the support of the family, everything can only rely on himself. Due to the constraints of the environment, the price of medicinal materials here is extremely expensive, and some of the original savings were quickly spent, and in desperation, Fan Chen could only sacrifice his life to step into the sacrificial sea, looking for some suitable elixirs, for Miao'er, but also for himself.

Fan Chen knows that the world is sinister, and most of the time he will keep Fan Miao'er at home, not allowed to run around, and only when he is around, will they wander around together. It's just that since opening a grocery store on the street diagonally opposite, Fan Chen seems to have suddenly changed his personality, and as long as he is not at home on weekdays, he will entrust Miao'er to this small shop to take care of him.

The area of the whole city is not large, and the three main streets run through the north and south, and the flow of people is like weaving. In the northwest corner of Licheng, there is a small road called Qingshui Street.

As the name suggests, Qingshui Street is deserted and lonely.

There are only three shops on the entire street, a herb shop, a tea shop, a coffin shop, and now, a grocery store.

The currency used here is something called a "skull".

The "skull" is essentially polished from the blood and bones that have crystallized in the sacrificial sea, and there is only one price in the entire Luochen Realm.

Kong Laosan took down this small shop and spent about 300 squires. Of course, all the expenses were naturally counted on that Elder Yu's head, and this small shop was also named under the name of the Martial Spirit Sect.

For this result, Kong Laosan didn't care at all, for him, it was enough to have a place to live.

As for the "change" in the mouth of Elder Yu, Kong Laosan could probably guess one or two, it was nothing more than some internal struggle for power and profit within the sect, but regardless of himself or Qian Hu, he looked at these very lightly, and even some couldn't understand why the martial artists here were so keen on power? Even the Great Elder who was said to have cultivated to the peak of breaking through the Ten Thousand Laws was like this!

I can't figure it out, Kong Laosan doesn't bother to pay attention to it, but after relaxing physically and mentally during this time, I have a different kind of feeling.

The small shop is not big, divided into two rooms inside and outside, and there is a yard of about half an acre in the middle.

In the courtyard, the stone table and stone bench, the sycamore leaves are green, and on the main trunk, a giant snake with a length of feet is lazily lying on its stomach, which is the big black that has been locked in the spirit beast bag by Kong Laosan.

At the beginning, Da Hei, who was confused because he incorporated too much true demon qi, has obviously regained his clarity at this moment, and his own strength has reached the peak of the sixth order, and he is only one step away from breaking through to the seventh order, but this strength is obviously a bit chicken for Kong Laosan, but since he has raised feelings, he is just a spirit pet.

Under the tree there was a side of dye, a stack of yellow paper, a pot of tea, and two cups.

At this moment, Kong Laosan was holding a wolf pen, staring intently, sketching something, the pen walked the dragon and snake, but there was no half of spiritual power condensation, just a similar effect, on the side, less than the height of the table, Fan Miao'er was tiptoeing, looking intently.

Six or seven-year-old Fan Miao'er is like a bean seedling, thin and weak, perhaps because of the perennial soaking in the medicine jar, the blood and qi in the body are weak and thin, and her small face is white and pure, which is very different from the people here.

"Uncle Kong, what are you doing here?"

After a while, when Kong Laosan stopped writing, Dou Miaoer opened her eyes and asked with curiosity.

This kind of thing is called "talisman", a very common thing outside the territory, as long as it is urged, it can be turned into a variety of attack methods, which is somewhat similar to the "blood martial arts" here. It's a pity that there is no spiritual power here, so it can't be used. ”

For Fan Miaoer, Kong Laosan is still quite patient. As he spoke, he gently rolled up the rune paper, inserted it into a small bamboo tube of special characteristics, and hung it in front of Dou Miao'er.

"Although it can't be used, but it is printed with a trace of my soul imprint, hide it closely, you can go there to play if you want to in the future, if you encounter danger, crush the bamboo tube, and I will arrive immediately!"

Kong Laosan said, stroked the top of the girl's head, sighed softly, and showed a little pity in his eyes. A secular mortal like Fan Miao'er, who is not suitable for martial arts, in this space, if he wants to live his life in peace and stability, I am afraid it is not easy, just the ubiquitous blood and qi will bring endless burdens to the physical body, if there is no medicinal power to recuperate, he will not live to be twenty years old.

During this time, Kong Laosan did not deliberately cultivate anything, but slowly warmed up his body and mind.

In the grocery store, most of the things sold are some charms with no spiritual powers, puppet beasts that can't be driven, or some miscellaneous wood carvings.

As for whether it is profitable or not, it is not within the scope of Kong Laosan's consideration at all.

Half a month later, when the state was restored to the best, Kong Laosan meditated silently, and at the same time, tens of thousands of glittering small characters slowly appeared in his mind.

"Jin Yan Sword Array", when Kong Laosan broke through to the fourth layer of Jin Yan Sword Technique in the dungeon of Yin Xiao Valley, a golden text automatically came to mind, and now that the sword has been refined, it is natural to study it carefully.

Jin Yan's sword technique, the inheritance sword technique of the Later Zhou Empire, when Zhou Taizu gave it to him, it was just to pass on this set of sword techniques.

There are seven layers of sword techniques, and the power of the first three layers of Jin Yan's sword techniques is not even as powerful as the sword qi inspired by secular martial artists, if it wasn't for the coincidence that broke through the fourth layer, I am afraid that Kong Laosan would have been forgotten long ago. Unexpectedly, after breaking through to the fourth layer, the Jin Yan Sword Technique seemed to be reborn, not only was it amazingly powerful, but it also derived a mysterious "Jin Yan Sword Array"!

A few hours later, as Kong Laosan's mind moved, between his neck, the small Pisces jade pendant suddenly glowed with a faint aura, and the aura flowed into the body from the seven orifices. At the same time, a hazy golden veil suddenly swayed around the originally empty object, this layer of golden veil was as thin as a cicada's wings, as if there was nothing, and it was inadvertently glimpsed in two points, and if you looked closely, you could not see anything, giving people a rather strange feeling.

With the passage of time, the golden yarn was ethereal, with Kong Laosan as the center, enveloping the radius of ten zhang, and seven purple gold swords flew out of his mouth, turning into a golden rainbow......

A quarter of an hour later, as the golden mangs dissipated, in addition to the three-foot space under his seat, the radius of ten zhang, whether it was a stone table and a stone bench, or an old tree and sycamore, all turned into powder, and even the earth twisted out a circle of three-foot deep pits.

Seeing this scene, Kong Laosan not only did not have the slightest joy on his face, but frowned, thought about it, and continued to come to his senses.

Half an hour later, the light gold veil resurfaced......