Two hundred years ago, the Song State was just a small country sandwiched between the three kingdoms of Chu, Qi, and Wei. Somehow, all of a sudden, the fortune of the country prospered, and it couldn't be stopped.

At that time, the southern Chu Empire had been exhausted by the domestic rebels, and the Song State first conquered Wei and Han, and later took advantage of the Chu army to fight with the rebels to go south to occupy part of the land, and then helped the Qi State to destroy Zhao. The combined forces of the Song and Qi marched all the way to the north, defending the aliens beyond the North Sea. Yan Guo went east alone, and also expanded more than 1,000 miles to the northeast.

In the following hundred years, he fought with the Meng clan of Western Shu in the north and south, ate the Qin State little by little, and finally moved the capital to Chang'an. The State of Qi and the State of Song destroyed Chu, but they were benefited by the State of Liang from the Jinling hairline, so that before the integration of the world, the three kingdoms were constantly in dispute.

Now in the south of Shengshenzhou, there are Qi and Yan in the north, the Song State occupies the Central Plains, the southwest has the Shu State, the two sides of the river are the land of the Liang State, the southeast is occupied by the Wu State, and the Yue State rules the southern Xinjiang. There are countless small countries around, and there used to be Qiu Chi Country, where Zhang Muliu's hometown is located!

After the integration of the world, although it is impossible to raise troops, small countries are not worthy of the name. Zhongshan State, which was sandwiched between Qi and Yan, and Wei Guo, Cai Guo, Zheng Guo, and Chen Guo in the middle of Liang and Song Dynasty. These small countries in the rich lands surrounded by great powers are far less free than the small border countries bordering the barbarians!

Shengshen Continent is so big, these only account for one-twelfth of them!

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Zhang Tengshuang is actually not the Zhushan Zhang family, it was raised by an old couple at home since childhood, when he was eight or nine years old, an old couple passed away before and after, Zhang Muliu's grandmother took Zhang Tengshuang with her, so Zhang Muliu became her favorite brother since childhood!

Zhang Muliu is the eldest son of their generation, whether he has been going to the ancestral grave to worship his ancestors since he was a child, or family affairs, he always stands at the front and kneels at the front, so that these younger brothers and sisters have been a little afraid of Zhang Muliu since they were young.

Children who like to carry a wooden sword around the village, since the little butt has been followed by a bunch of little children! The character itself is a little stubborn, and he will not repent of what he believes to be killed.

Until he was eleven years old, after a heavy snowfall, the old master's private school collapsed, and people from all over the country came to help clean it up. The old master smiled and said that he would take whatever he liked, and he would leave more simply in the future. After Zhang Muliu found a small bronze sculpture holding a big knife in the ruins, he only asked the old master for this one thing. The next day, he took the Qiao family and the two of them to kneel under one of the few big walnut trees in the village, and worshiped as brothers with different surnames!

Zhang Muliu secretly drank wine when he was very young, and that day the three of them each brought a pottery bowl, and said what they needed to say when they bowed from the mouths of adults, and one of them filled a bowl of wine, and after drinking, he fell asleep in the grass nest. The three families were anxious to find someone all over the mountain, but in the end, they still did not escape a beating.

Qiao Lei was locked in the bullpen and smoked a rope, Qiao Yushan was also swollen from the thin bamboo for several days, and Zhang Muliu was stripped naked and stood in the snow for an hour.

Since then, Zhang Muliu has not been as naughty as before, and he is no longer harsh to his younger siblings.

After that, a taller boy dragged a younger girl around. There is also a younger brother and sister who was bullied and squatted at the door of someone else's house with a wooden sword!

In Zhang Tengshuang's eyes, his brother is always the best person.

Since then, there is no shelter from the rain at the highest part of Xiaozhu Mountain, and the villagers want to help rebuild a private school, but the old master refuses to agree, and in the end there are only two rooms made of bamboo, beams made of fine wood, and a layer of thatch on top.

It wasn't until after that day's disaster that the old master wrote a letter to the prefect of Tongzhou, and there was a real school on the top of a hill in Xiaozhu Town, and the thatched hut located at the highest place was less of an old gentleman who had spent most of his life here!

When the old master died, these children were all there, but there was one missing, Zhang Muliu, who seemed to be the least popular with the old master, and the children of the Zhang family all knelt outside the thatched hut and kowtowed to the old man three times for their brother.

Zhang Tengshuang has been most afraid of not having news of his brother in the past three years, and he is also most afraid of hearing news from his brother. So that day in the guest hall, she said:

"It's great you're alive!"

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Zhang Muliu led the cyan donkey to the east gate, and Shi Jiaming beside him chattered endlessly, saying, "If you can't beat it then, run away!" ”

The young man holding the donkey was really annoyed, and he didn't hold back and scolded with a smile: "You fucking practice the amount of alcohol well, it's much better than you and me talking nonsense here!"

Shi Jiaming smiled awkwardly, and after a while, he said with a serious expression: "Seriously, you can wait until you are distracted to find them unhappy, Xue Yang is already dead." ”

Zhang Muliu smiled and deliberately looked like the boss and I was the second: "I was distracted, I fell down, what can a little yuan baby do to me?"

The young man who became the commander of the Qihe Army at a young age rolled his eyes, thinking that this kid was in front of me, and he was humble to death in front of others!

Zhang Muhuan, who had changed into a green shirt, turned around and waved his hand at his friend and said, "Okay! I'll send you back to me, go back! ”

Shi Jiaming stood up and said to the young man in front of him, who was becoming more and more free: "Brother Tai, just move forward, there will be no fire in the backyard!"

The young man holding the donkey tugged at the corners of his mouth, turned to the direction of Yushui, stretched out his hand and waved it and strode away.

Out of Luoyang, you can only go by land for a few hundred miles down the water.

The former ancestral land of the Song Kingdom has now become the frontier of the Song Kingdom, and after passing through the country, you can go straight down to chase the deer, but fortunately, there is no need for cumbersome customs clearance documents now. But before going to defend the country, Zhang Muliu must take a walk around the extremely arrogant mountain with its name. A mountain with only Yuanying monks dares to name it as Chuanghua Mountain? Even Nanshan, where there used to be a big riding town, is called Zhongnan!

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On this day, I walked to a mountain, there seems to be a temple on the mountain, but it is not big, but a couplet on the archway of the mountain gate in front of me is very interesting, like a monk and a Taoist priest frolicking with each other.

The font on the left side is round, and it reads - three incense sticks are dotted in the Taoist Ancestral Hall every day, and the old Tao is not very literate!

On the right side, it is written - only a few passages of sutras can be recited at the feet of the Buddha, and the monk does not know anything!

Just four big words in the middle - missing a scholar!

After Zhang Muliu walked up the mountain, it turned out that there was a Sanjiao temple in the mountain. Just as he was about to raise his hand to fasten the door, the mountain gate opened to both sides, and an old Taoist and a monk came out from the inside.

The two were very surprised, and asked in unison, "But a scholar?"

The young man replied with a smile: "It's just half a reader. ”

When the two men heard this, they were still very enthusiastic, and one of them dragged the young man into the courtyard with one arm, leaving only a melancholy-looking donkey outside the mountain gate.

The moment he entered the door, the world suddenly swirled, and the surrounding scenery was already different from before, Zhang Muliu smiled bitterly:

"It turns out that there is no cave. ”

If you're unlucky, you can go to the Sanjiao Temple and enter the secret realm by mistake. There is no way, with his current realm, and he has no sword in his hand, he can only go and watch!

Continue to walk forward, and soon you will see a foggy town! After entering, I slowly walked down the street, and everyone around me looked at me strangely. Zhang Muliu was even more puzzled, and when he entered the town, he saw three big characters written on a piece of mountain stone - return!

Not to mention what the words mean, the writing of these three words alone makes ordinary people scratch their heads, which is clearly the text of an initial dynasty thousands of years ago. At this moment, looking at the clothing of the people on the street, I was even more puzzled.

Could it really be that there is a peach blossom spring?

The young man listened to the words of passers-by all the way, and already knew a little about the pronunciation of the language, and after walking up to a restaurant, he looked for a seat by the window, and talked with the little girl in a language that was no different from that of the locals:

"Little brother, are there many people here who are dressed like me?"

The little guy poured a bowl of tea for Zhang Muliu before he said slowly:

"It's not much, but every once in a while there will be so many people, although there are not many, but it's not so unusual. ”

Zhang Mu was clear, it seems that this place that has been forgotten by time has more than one entrance and exit!

As he spoke, he pointed to the street outside and said, "Look, this is not another one!"

Zhang Mu turned his head and looked at it, there was a very beautiful woman in red on the street, carrying a long sword and looking heroic!

The woman looked up and glared at the rather rude young man, who was immediately embarrassed.

The woman held the sword in her hand and went to the second floor. Zhang Muliuxin said that I got into trouble after taking a look?

With a bang, the woman buckled the long sword on the table, glared at Zhang Muliu and said:

"Haven't you seen a pretty girl?"

Zhang Muliu took a sip of tea and suppressed the shock, and said in his stomach: "I have never seen such a beautiful girl with a tiger head!"

"I haven't seen it before!"

Seeing that the woman was about to draw her sword, Zhang Muliu hurriedly said: "The girl misunderstood, I really haven't seen anyone outside in this ghost place! Xiaosheng was originally a member of the Song family, and he traveled the world in order to seek fame, but he was put in a sack by a Taoist priest and a monk, and he was here when he woke up. ”

The beautiful woman sneered, "Pretend!"

Zhang Muliu could only smile bitterly, glanced up at the woman, and saw that the woman was already frowning, so he sighed, got up and turned his back to the woman and said lightly:

"I don't know how long I've been here! I live by telling new stories to people, and I don't know how good my old mother is now!"

The woman rubbed her brows, resisted the urge to hack this guy with a mouth full of nonsense, but looked at the young man and didn't look like a swordsman, so she asked:

"You're not here looking for a sword?"

Zhang Muliu looked serious, and said with great righteousness and awe-inspiring that the sage's article can slay demons and eliminate demons! What do you want a sword to do? Turning his head and seeing that the woman on the side was already holding a sword in one hand, the young man suddenly sat back and said with a smile:

"Not really! Let's talk well!

The woman snorted coldly and put away her long sword, not to see that this flamboyant young man was a cultivator, but that his portraits were all plastered all over the country of Yue three years ago!

Back then, he beat the children of the Danzhou criminal family, and when he turned around, he knocked the prince of Yueguo, if it weren't for the prince himself, it was not a good thing, and the emperor of Yueguo would have asked Xiaoqiu Mansion to issue an arrest document!

The woman herself is a South Vietnamese clan, and she respects this young man who beat that scourge half to death, and at the same time dislikes this young man who loves to make trouble.

The two of them really don't have much money to eat, and most of the current Yizhou currency is a standard coin that Xiao Qiu Mansion has improved and customized on the basis of half a tael and five baht coins, and it is completely useless here. And if you take any talisman pill to pay, no one will buy it.

Can you believe it? Zhang Muliu asked the woman very longingly, had she picked up any beautiful shells? The woman said with a straight face that she didn't.

However, although the coins of this place are ancient, after all, after all, it has been thousands of years and has a unique system!

The two were finally kicked out, and walked down the street with their eyes on their faces, neither of them speaking.

Zhang Muliu was the first to speak: "You actually know me?"

The woman said angrily: "You really don't know that you have been rewarded with 105,000 baht by Yue Guo." If it's a monk, it's a thousand spirit jade, whether it's dead or alive!"

The young man was a little surprised, it was worth a little, and when he saw that beautiful woman was about to draw his sword, the young man returned to his serious appearance.

I don't know why, in this place completely isolated from the outside, Zhang Muliu unconsciously returned to his childhood temper. The young man himself also found it interesting, and after thinking about it, he came to the conclusion that he didn't know anyone! Dafang walked down the street without anyone paying attention, even if he met an outsider, like this Yuan Infant Female Cultivator next to him, he was not afraid of her saying it! Who would believe it?

The two walked to a secluded place, and the woman suddenly drew her sword and slashed at her, Zhang Muliu easily dodged it, holding a puzzled look.

The woman suddenly smiled, like a red lotus in the snow, she held the sword behind her back with one hand, turned to face Zhang Muliu, and said lightly:

"Baiyue leaves Qiushui, please ask Zhang Gongzi to help him get the sword!"

Zhang Muliu smiled: "It's easy to say!"

From the time Liqiushui mentioned the matter of searching for the sword, the young man already knew that the Peach Blossom Paradise was a disguise, and the real place here was the place where the sword was hidden.

The person who hid the sword can be said to have good intentions, when he saw the return of the stele, Zhang Muliu thought that he was a frustrated person living in seclusion here, and now it seems that it is clearly a frustrated sword, and it must be an ancient sword!

Li Qiushui naturally came prepared, the hidden sword is in the dragon king temple on the side of the town, but this dragon king is not easy to deal with, according to Li Qiushui, there were no less than 100 sword-seeking monks before, and only a few people went out alive.

Zhang Muliu actually still has some doubts, a couplet at the mountain gate of the Sanjiao Temple seems to be just a pair of running accounts, but the horizontal criticism is missing a scholar? When he opened the door, there was only one old Taoist and one monk, but there was no scholar, and it seemed that he wanted to serve a Confucian in the temple for a long time! But fortunately, he was at most half a scholar!

Not long after, the young man in green shirt and the woman in red came to this dragon king temple where the incense was withering, and when they stepped in, the world changed, and the two of them were already on a small boat, and the boat floated in the vast Daze!

"But the sword-taker?" the two of them were greeted by a gust of wind, and even the surface of the water rippled.

One step away from Qiushui stepped forward, stood on top of the water waves, clenched his fists and said loudly: "Exactly!"

Zhang Muliu's heart moved slightly, wanting the spear to break into this place, but he tried again and again but did not respond, and secretly smiled bitterly: "It seems that I have to show my fist skills again today!"

In the distance, the water suddenly surged, and a black shadow broke out from under the water, straight up to the sea of clouds, piercing a large hole in the sea of clouds, and then returning to hover on the surface of the water - a long sword!

At this moment, the surface of the water boiled again, and a behemoth rushed out of the water, its tail hanging on the surface of the water, but the huge dragon head stretched out from the sea of clouds! The dragon king spat out and said to the two people who looked like duckweed from a distance:

"You have to pass three levels!"

Liqiushui said: "Please advise!"

How small two primordial monks are against an adult dragon!

A green shirt flew out of the water, but there was only a white bone under the green shirt!

Bai Gu didn't hold a sword, but just pointed at the sword and rushed towards the two!

The two of them smiled bitterly at each other, and the dead monk couldn't afford to mess with it! Not to mention that he was still a sword cultivator.

I had to bite the bullet, and when I saw the young man with bare hands, I frowned and said:

"Where's your gun?"

Zhang Muliu's expression was solemn, and he replied to himself: "There is no gun in your hand, the gun is on your body!"

After saying that, he rushed forward, but before the woman in red could open her mouth to scold, the young man in green shirt had already been swept past her by a white bone that was also a green shirt!

How long has it been since Qiushui secretly cursed?

Zhang Muliu, who was in the distance, spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and said in his heart, this is a fart, but he still stepped forward again, and after a few fights, he was knocked away again.

Even if Qiushui holds a sword, he will have the same fate as Zhang Muliu, so in this Daze in an unknown place, two figures shuttle back and forth on the water.

After a while, the white bone didn't seem to want to play like this anymore, and in an instant, the killing intent skyrocketed, and the sword intent rushed into the sky, maybe he really didn't want to play anymore.

The two of them were terrified, and blue flames instantly ignited around Zhang Muliu's body, and with a shake of his long sleeves, there was an extra silver spear in his hand.

The dragon in the distance suddenly opened its eyes, and looked at the spear in the young man's hand, and his heart was shocked.

Li Qiushui really wanted to poke him a few swords at this moment, the gun was really on his body, and this guy had been hiding clumsy!

The two of them used all their strength to fight with the green shirt and white bones on the water, and with the cooperation of the two, they forced this white bone sword cultivator, who now has the lowest realm of harmony, to retreat. Zhang Muliu took advantage of his defeat and retreated to sacrifice a brazier and hang it in front of him, and then pinched the seal with his hand, temporarily reaching the peak of distraction.

The young man withdrew the spear in his hand into his sleeve and smiled at Li Qiushui, who was leaning over the water:

"Borrow a sword!"

The woman in red was puzzled in her heart, and secretly said that you still use a sword, but she still threw out the long sword in her hand.

Zhang Muliu held this very light long sword, standing on the surface of the water, the flames around him turned from blue to blue, and a radius of hundreds of zhang ignited a raging fire, and the fire also overcame water!

"Please take the sword!"

If you have a sword, then you will draw a sword!

A dark cyan sword light slashed towards the white bone, and the water surface was instantly split into a ravine by the sword light, which could not be recovered for a long time.

The white-shirted swordsman just stretched out his hand, and the black long sword was instantly held in his hand, and the bloodless green-shirted swordsman raised his skull and grinned, as if he was laughing, and at the same time, a bright voice sounded on the surface of the burning water:

"Black as a sword. ”

Bai Gu's right arm raised the pitch-black long sword and swept it away at will, and the cyan sword light shattered in an instant!

The white-bone swordsman put his sword in front of him again, and said heartily:

"This level has been broken!"

After speaking, he withdrew the black sword, and no longer made any movement in the form of a sword, and its sword intent immediately faded.

After Li Qiushui took over his sword, she had mixed feelings in her heart, and the sword had nothing to do with the realm and might, and the weather in the young man's heart convinced her!

Zhang Muliu sat cross-legged on the water, the fire around him had faded, and after a while, the young man got up, his face turned pale, and he raised his fist and said:

"Seniors, let's go!"

With that, the white skeleton and the green shirt were scattered in the water.

The dragon king in the sea of clouds turned over, and the thunder exploded in the sky!

"It's normal to not be able to fight, you can live if you dare to fight, and if you retreat, you will be dead. ”

After leaving Qiushui, he was afraid, and he really wanted to retreat, but when the young man revealed his killing intent from the white bone swordsman, he was extremely excited, and he couldn't abandon him, so he also fought desperately.

Zhang Muliu looked like a fool again, and raised his head and asked What about the second level?

The dragon roared, and the two of them only felt a big mountain pressing down, and there were a few more cracks under their feet out of thin air, and the water around them shook, and there were water droplets jumping.

The cloud dragon spoke again: "Kneel and you will not die!"

Zhang Muliu had two more pills in his hand, one of which he ate by himself, and then threw the other one into Liqiushui's mouth with all his might. He took out the silver spear again, and bent over to the dragon, muttering:

"I told people many years ago that it is better to take straight than to bend!"

Li Qiushui also struggled to hold the long sword in his hand and followed behind Zhang Muliu. Every step the two of them took was a muffled thunder, and although they were unharmed under their feet, the waves were rolling dozens of feet away on both sides!

The pressure on the young man's body increased again, and he could no longer move. The woman in red in the back looked at the young man who had been soaked in blood and green shirt, clenched her fists and said loudly:

"Let's go, no more swords. ”

Zhang Muliu couldn't turn his head, so he could only smile and say:

"It has nothing to do with you for a long time, although I still can't hold a sword, but I learned a sentence at the beginning of learning a sword. ”

The young man suddenly raised his right arm holding the gun, and in a moment it folded into a terrifying angle. But he still gritted his teeth and said:

"I'd rather bend than bend!"

Another explosion thundered, and the pressure on Qiu Shui's body was instantly gone, and the young man in front of him was held on the water by a silver spear, and the water surface where the young man was was dyed bright red.

The woman in red didn't see blood on her body, she looked up at the dragon still coiled in the clouds, gritted her teeth and asked:

"Shall I take a sword, and what shall I do to hurt him?"

The dragon said lightly: "It's him who is breaking through." ”

Speechless from Qiushui!

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A lifeless boy led a donkey to the north, and everything seemed to have nothing to do with him, and he walked alone on the road. No matter how strange the scenery is, the boy never turns his head to look, he only wants to go back to his hometown as soon as possible and have a glass of wine with a few teenagers who grew up together.

The young man walked through Chang'an, walked through Chencang to Chengji, sat alone on the bank of the Weishui River in a daze, and walked over a girl in a long green dress, holding a copy of "Zhou Ji" and sitting on the riverside, frowning and talking to herself.

"Why is this so difficult! Alas, I decided that I would not be able to learn it before returning to Ganzhou. ”

When the boy heard the girl's self-talk, he didn't make a sound, but just looked at the somewhat muddy Weishui in a daze.

In fact, the girl, who was three years older than Zhang Muliu, seemed to have just discovered this lost and depressed young man, so she leaned over and asked softly:

"What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Muliu shook his head and did not speak.

The girl took the book and asked the boy if he would do it? The boy shook his head, and finally said his first words on the way home.

"My husband has never looked down on my arithmetic, he said that if it is divided according to A, B, C, D, at most, I will be given a D and so on. ”

The girl burst out laughing, as if she was not satisfied, with her hands behind her back, and her feet kept tapping against the riverbank.

Zhang Muliu, who was supposed to return to his hometown, did not go back, and still went to the river beach the next day. Sitting on the steps, it seemed that he wanted to wait for a girl who liked to wear a long skirt behind him to shout:

"Huh, are you there?"

For more than two months in a row, a girl laughed on the riverbank, and a teenager giggled on the side. The weather is getting colder and colder, but the girl comes out in a long skirt every time, and she is already a young man who is already a monk of the foundation, but she doesn't feel cold, but when she sees that the pedestrians are all dressed in cotton clothes, the young man realizes that it is already winter.

One day, Zhang Muliu did not look at Weishui in a daze, but turned to look at the path that the girl would walk every day. After a while, I saw a girl in a long green dress again trotting towards the river beach, puffing into her palms as she ran.

Zhang Muliu quietly ran the real fire to raise the temperature around him, and asked with some distress:

"Aren't you cold?"

The girl looked at the stupid boy and said with a smile:

"Don't you like to see me in a dress!"

After Zhang Muliu said goodbye to his mother in Hongdu, his eyes were sour for the first time in several months.

That day, the girl chatted with Zhang Muliu until late, and finally she said:

"I'm going home. ”

The boy asked:

"May I go to you?"

The girl nodded, took a small bamboo jar given to him by the boy, jumped behind her back and left.

Zhang Muliu regained his indifferent face again, and was speechless at Wei Shui, but the sound in his ears made him laugh uncontrollably.

A girl shouted in the distance, panting:

"Why don't you ask me what my name is?"

Zhang Muliu said, "What's your name?"

The girl rolled her eyes and shouted:

"My name is Li Yuzhen!"

Zhang Muliu smiled and nodded.

On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year of the second year, Zhang Muliu left Xiaozhushan in a hurry. I didn't have the heart to see any scenery at all, so I ran wild all day with the cultivation of the foundation and peak, and arrived at a border city thousands of miles away.

The gray-faced young man stood in front of the gate of a college and waited for a girl to come out, and the old porter guarding the door looked at the young man and smiled:

"Boy, wait for others to clean themselves up, this look is too stumbling, isn't it?"

Zhang Muliu realized that he had already lost his face, and was about to run to the distant river to wash up, when he heard an extremely gentle voice not far away:

"Who are you looking for?"

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"Young man, no matter how good the past is, you can't go back. ”

A burst of words suddenly sounded in his ears, and Zhang Muliu woke up suddenly and found himself in a white space.

The young man sat cross-legged, and it turned out that Shicai was just a dream.

A monk appeared out of thin air, drank the Buddha's name and asked the young man in front of him: "Since you can't do it again, why don't you want to let go for a long time?"

The young man replied, "Picture the afterlife." ”

The monk dissipated, but there was an old Taoist on the side, and the Taoist priest got straight to the point: "The world is a cage further, and a step back is a bigger cage, why is it still moving forward?"

The young man replied, "My heart is natural!"

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Zhang Muliu opened his eyes again and returned to the nameless Daze.

The dragon in the clouds laughed wildly, and finally looked at the young man who still didn't dare to hold the sword and said:

"Please take the sword!"