In the city, an ancient stone giant sword stands straight on the waterhole of the central street, the sword is seventeen zhang long, like a divine soldier descending into the world, domineering and magnificent.

The waterhole where the ancient sword is located is five feet in circumference, and the water inside is clear to the bottom, without any debris.

As long as you live deep in the city, you can see the huge sword hilt in the air everywhere, and the flowers are warm and fragrant from afar, and it is extremely shocking.

Chu Kui didn't take Hua Wenxiang to walk the lively street, and the two of them were covered in blood and attracted people's eyes, and the top priority was to report the night to the city lord as soon as possible.

The two walked on a remote path, Chu Kui explained to Hua Wenxiang, who had been looking up at the hilt of the sword in the air: "This sword has been erected for a hundred years, made of boulders mixed with bronze, and is the most representative thing in Sword City. ”

Hua Wenxiang thanked him: "There is Brother Lao Chu, and I will trouble Brother Chu to help me inquire about a few people later." ”

Hua Wenxiang had to meet with Tu Yuelian and them as soon as possible to avoid meeting late and worrying them.

Chu Kui smiled: "It's easy to say, I'll let someone inquire about it when you get to Shan Mansion in a while." ”

Hua Wenxiang smiled at the corner of her mouth and responded.

The two of them walked fast, and during the period, they walked to the house, and they saw the gate of Shanfu with a stick of incense.

The door was open, and there was a guard on the left and right.

What made Hua Wenxiang unbelievable was that in such a prosperous sword city, the single mansion of the lord of a city was actually small and pitiful, and it was not as big as the mansion of Zhou Long and Zhou Hu before.

When he came to the door, he saw the two guards who were injured Chu Kui and exclaimed, the former was no longer as pleasant as before, "Can the single city lord be in the mansion?"

One of the guards realized the seriousness of the situation and said quickly: "The city lord is preparing a list of people for the birthday banquet in the backyard. ”

"Close the door and tell the following to keep an eye on it in the near future. ”

Chu Kui and Hua Wenxiang walked in quickly, and the door was then closed.

The mansion is too small, and across the corridor is the backyard, and under a small attic sits a middle-aged man with a good temperament.

The man was about to be a child, but he still had black hair, he was wearing a simple gray silk robe, he was holding a brush, and wrote his name on rice paper, this person was Shan Xiongxin, who was famous for his noble conduct in the whole Nanzhou.

Chu Kui, who was anxious all the way, walked quickly and went straight to the attic.

When the man heard the movement of the comer, he looked up and saw that Chu Kui, who was covered in blood and his right arm was hanging down, put down the pen in his hand, and hurriedly got up to greet him.

Chu Kui knelt down on one knee in front of the mediocre-looking man, and blamed himself deeply: "Brother Shan, Huang is a senior...... Because he saved us, his blood soul blew himself up. ”

Shan Xiongxin, who was about to help Chu Kui get up, stiffened, "What did you say?"

Chu Kui knelt on the ground, "This matter has a lot to do with the Charm Pavilion, and it is really difficult for us to compete, but the powerful beast sold this time was rescued by me, and it can be presented to the Soul Hero Temple as a testimony." ”

Hearing the words "Charm Pavilion", Shan Xiongxin's face became even heavier, why is there such a behemoth behind it?

Shan Xiongxin, who was not afraid of danger, helped Chu Kui, "I believe that the Charm Pavilion will come to our city soon, and these powerful beasts must be handed over to the Soul Hero Temple as soon as possible, otherwise everything they have done will fall short." ”

Chu Kui stopped Hua Wenxiang behind him, and introduced to Shan Xiongxin: "This is Hua Wenxiang, it can be said that we are in harmony with this operation, and we are also here to rescue the beast, and the three beasts he rescued this time are in his arms." ”

Shan Xiongxin, who had no frame at all, clenched his fists with both hands, "Under the order Xiongxin, the city lord of Sword City, thank you for the grace of the playboy." ”

The polite Hua Wen Xiangteng couldn't let go of his hand, so he could only nod his head in return, "I have heard the name of the city lord for a long time, and I finally saw the deity today and rescued the beast, I only helped on the side, mainly relying on the efforts of Brother Chu and Senior Huang, but it is a pity that Senior Huang sacrificed his life to make a living for the two of us." ”

Shan Xiongxin sighed heavily, "The death of the old-timers is all my fault. ”

Shan Xiongxin walked up to Hua Wenxiang and lifted the black cloth, and looked at the three poor young beasts with a charitable face, "Chu Kui, you and the playboy will go to treat the injuries first, and I will order someone to send these beasts to the lower part of the Soul Ancestral Hall now." ”

Hua Wenxiang, who trusted Shan Xiongxin as a person, entrusted the beast to him, "It doesn't matter if my injuries are small, they are all small injuries outside the skin, and I ask the city lord Shan to appease these three poor beasts earlier." ”

Hua Wenxiang had taken Gu Qing Cao, and Zeng Chen had not been able to tear off his shoulder with one hand and crush his fist before, on the one hand, Hua Wen Xiang had a strong physique, and on the other hand, it was the best medicinal effect of Gu Qing Cao.

The medicinal effect of Gu Qingcao's rebirth is worthy of its name, and Hua Wenxiang's shoulders and even his whole body have recovered as before, and the internal injuries are slowly healing themselves.

After that, Hua Wenxiang and Chu Kui said goodbye and left, and at noon, someone sent a message that Tu Yuelian and they lived in a restaurant not far from Gu Jian.

Before leaving, Shan Xiongxin, who likes to make friends with sages and righteous people, invited Hua Wenxiang to participate in his birthday banquet three days later, and Hua Wenxiang will definitely be there when he says it.

Chu Kui wanted to lead Hua Wenxiang around to visit Sword City, but Hua Wenxiang refused, after all, his injuries were not light, and it was safer to recuperate.

Hua Wenxiang, who had changed into a clean white robe in Shan Mansion, carried a package that was half lighter, walked leisurely in the bustling market, and said with emotion: "There are really people outside the city, there is a city outside the city, it's so magnificent." ”

Walking all the way, Hua Wenxiang, who was looking around, came to the restaurant, and really saw the black ball who was having lunch.

Hua Wenxiang sat down and poured a cup of tea.

Hei Qiu'er asked, "You haven't eaten yet, can you order two more dishes?"

Without waiting for Hua Wenxiang to answer, Hei Qiu'er whispered to Xiong Hengye: "Little Xiong, you go and ask Xiao Er to serve two more hard dishes, I have a special identity and it is inconvenient to speak." ”

Hua Wenxiang smiled: "Two is not enough, come five." ”

Black Ball laughed, "Yes, yes, five, five." ”

Xiong Hengye got up and went to order.

Tu Yuelian said guiltily: "The price of Sword City is really expensive, this is already a very ordinary restaurant, but after only one night, we almost spent all the money." ”

Hua Wenxiang said with a smile: "It's not in the way, money is meant to be spent." ”

The black ball who stopped eating gave a thumbs up, "Correct solution." ”

Tu Yuelian has long been accustomed to it, rich people never treat money as money.

Five more dishes, four meat and one vegetable.

In the morning, Hua Wenxiang, who was embarrassed to eat more in Shan Mansion, let go of his belly, and the bowl was dry and clean on the table for a while, "Xiao Xiong has decided which store to buy a dagger? This sword city is too big, and there are about five or six streets alone." By the way, when are you leaving. ”

Xiong Hengye put his hand on his cheeks, "Yes, I'm picky." I'll leave early tomorrow morning, and the discipline in the army is strict, so I don't dare to be late. ”

Hua Wenxiang smiled: "Then let's find a big restaurant tonight and have a good meal before you leave." ”

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Sword City is prosperous, but there are also poor people.

The area in the southeast corner is mostly outsiders fleeing from all directions, and Shan Xiongxin has chosen to take in these homeless people who have no support and no fixed residence, and seven or eight out of ten of his family's assets have been smashed on it, setting up porridge shops, building houses, and setting up free private schools, etc., all of which are from Shan Xiongxin's hands.

Shan Xiongxin is also a cultivator, and his realm is not low, the Yingcheng realm above Xuanhuang.

However, the height of the realm has long been overwhelmed by its high wind and bright character, and the virtue of this person is like the winter plum with frost and snow, heroic and selfless, and it is unique in Nanzhou.

This refugee area in the southeast corner is all earthen thatched huts, the men were recommended by Shan Xiongxin, and they all got a job in the city that was enough to support their families, and the people who were grateful to Dade also knew how to reciprocate, and often took the vegetables and fruits grown by themselves and the eggs laid by chickens and ducks to send them to Shan Fu, the gift was light and affectionate, and Shan Xiongxin would not refuse every time, and accepted it calmly, which was a return gift, so that both sides looked good.

In the Sword City, whether rich or poor, they will call out the good of the single city lord.

A vacant lot in a refugee area.

A large group of children, male and female, arranged in an orderly line, each holding a neat and straight branch like a swordsman, clinging to the dangling right arm.

In front of them was a young man with bright eyes and bright teeth, as beautiful as a crown of jade, the man was dressed in a water-blue robe, holding a wooden sword, and his posture was the same as that of the children.

Children dressed in sackcloth held their heads high as they waited for the young man to speak.

This glamorous man often appears here, and every time he comes, he will tell some stories for the children of these poor families, including landscape travelogues, strange things, and occasionally some self-compiled sword fairy growth notes. After the story is told, the man is going to teach the children "swordsmanship" in a good way, often in this link, the children are the most serious, they all hope that they can become a famous sword fairy in the future, and lead everyone to live a prosperous life.

At this time, the young man who had just finished handing over the "swordsmanship", facing a group of five or six-year-old children, said with a solemn face: "Today's swordsmanship is taught here, and after that, they will all practice diligently, don't slack off, if you want to become a great sword immortal as soon as possible, you must first practice this set of swordsmanship to perfection." Among you, there are many blessed innate sword embryos......"

"Brother Luo, are you talking about me?"

A short, snotty boy in the front row interrupted the man's speech.

"Zhang Goudan'er, you interrupted me again, it seems that you forgot to punish you last time, after I left for a while, 'swinging the sword' fifty, and the senior sister Wang Miao stared at it. The man said with a slight indignation.

A girl standing in the last row commanded: "Yes, Mr. Luo." ”

The man nodded with satisfaction, "Mr. Luo" is what he asked the children to call him, and the naughty Zhang Dogan wanted to be close, so he called him Brother Luo.

Zhang Goudan'er sucked two snots that were about to fall, "Brother Luo, can you be a little less, do you think it's thirty?"

The man surnamed Luo smiled: "It's okay to add thirty." ”

Zhang Goudaner smiled, not daring to bargain anymore.

After that, the man talked for half an hour.

It wasn't until an elder in the family asked the child to have dinner that the man let everyone disperse on their own.

With the wooden sword in his hand pinned to his waist, this young man who seemed to have a respectable status in the eyes of the poor man, but who treated people kindly, leisurely returned home.

Shan Xiongxin has never been married in his life, and he only has a righteous son raised since childhood, surnamed Luo Mingbei, who is the young man with a wooden sword just now.

The man Huai Jin holds Yu, is kind-hearted, and perfectly inherits Shan Xiongxin's good conduct.

can make people, he wants to be a swordsman, he has no cultivation qualifications, and he can't even touch the threshold of martial arts and soul breaking.

The wooden sword was sharpened by Shan Xiongxin himself on his sixth birthday, and it is still intact to this day.

He once swore that when he would break his soul and when he would be able to hold a real sword in his hand and become a real swordsman.

(End of chapter)