Chapter 41: A Sword Slashes the Evil Spirit

It was already dark, and the town was bustling with people.

At this time, it's almost past dinner. If it was in a prosperous and stable metropolis, Chen Feng would not feel strange at all when he saw such a lively and extraordinary scene at midnight, but Daming Town was closely adjacent to the wilderness outside Feiyun City, where bandits were rampant. Are these people really not afraid of death? He was a little puzzled, and the sight in his eyes was full of laughter. Children frolicking and adults talking in harmony with each other, although warm and infinite, are rare sights in the turbulent frontier.

Although he came from a remote background and was short-sighted, he still had a certain understanding of the general customs and customs, but the reason for this was unknown.

Lone Wolf explained: "Brother Chen must be surprised by this lively scene. ”

Wu Wenjie was lifting the curtain and looking around, it seemed that although this eldest lady was from a noble background, she had not seen people for a long time, so she must have felt quite curious, so she answered:

"That's right, this place is close to the wilderness, even if the security in the town is good, if you don't prevent thieves during the day, can you still let it go at night?"

A pair of phoenix eyes flowed, making everyone who saw it sigh secretly.

The lone wolf did not answer directly, but looked into the distance, and a look of nostalgia appeared on his face.

"My three brothers have actually been here before, so they know a thing or two about it. ”

He looked at the other two, and both the panther and the laughing tiger nodded slightly as if they were reminiscing.

"The eldest brother and the third brother may not have paid attention to these details of folk customs, but I noticed that when I came here in exile, I had to ask someone about it. ”

All eyes were on him.

He smiled slightly, his face was ordinary, but at the moment it was like a spring breeze.

"According to legend, this town is remote, but in the center of the town... But there is a terrible sword hall. ”

"What a problem. When Zhang Sansheng heard these strange things, he suddenly became interested.

The lone wolf responded to him with a faint smile, but said unexpectedly:

"Opening a sword hall in such a place is already very impressive. ”

Chen Feng and the other two brothers laughed when they heard the lone wolf's sudden humorous words. Zhang Sansheng waved his hand: "I thought there was really an interesting story." ”

The well-read bandit leader was about to continue, but was interrupted by a voice.

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't know..."

Everyone looked at the voice, but it was a beggar on the side of the road, with gray hair, tattered clothes and trousers, and pockmarked face, which could be used by his family to verbally scare the child.

Chen Feng dismounted, walked to the beggar and squatted down, and said with a smile: "Then the old man will tell us about it, just as a temporary cameo storyteller, and the kid will use these five cents to buy this story." ”

As he spoke, he spread his hands and put the copper coins into a wide-mouthed bowl in front of the old beggar.

The old man smiled: "You kid is likeable." Anyway, if you have nothing to do, I'll tell you about it, but this well-known story in Daming Town doesn't take your money. ”

He grinned, revealing a mouthful of dirty big yellow teeth, looking at Chen Feng's eyes, but he sold a pass first:

"Boy, who do you say is the pinnacle of kendo in the world today?"

Chen Feng thought about it seriously, and the first impression in his mind was his master, so he immediately smiled and shook his head, not to mention that he didn't know what his master's realm was, even if he knew, he was just a fledgling rookie now, he didn't know how thick the sky was, and he couldn't compare with other masters.

"The old man is embarrassed to ask this question, I can't hide it, I am now on the path of cultivation, and the fog ahead is long, and it is difficult for even people who are higher than themselves to be in a small realm, let alone comment on what 'the first in the world'. ”

He smiled bitterly, and finally answered the old beggar's question earnestly.

Wu Wenjie and Qingluan watched the conversation between the old and the young on the street from the car window, Qingluan's eyes flashed, and he was full of aura. Wu Wenjie felt very strange why Chen Feng and any beggar on the side of the road could talk.

The lone wolf only felt that this old man was very interesting to speak, and looking at the muddy old eyes, it seemed that there were really thousands of mysteries, which made people a little puzzled for a while.

The black panther is full of loyalty and has always treated people with courtesy, since Chen Feng wants to talk to the old man on the side of the road about the story, let him talk, and there is no contempt in his heart.

Xiaohu is just a hungry crowd, although there is no dissatisfaction in his heart, but his stomach shows great dissatisfaction, he could have found a restaurant to eat right away, but at this time he has to stop and listen to a story that he is not interested in at all. He shrugged his face and turned into a "mourning tiger".

Only Zhang Sansheng sat in the carriage, hunched back, elbows on his thighs supporting his head, a few scattered strands of forehead hair fluttering, his eyes glazed, I don't know what he was thinking.

"Hahahaha, sincerely. The old beggar laughed, his eyes narrowed into two slits.

Most people in the world can't escape two answers to this question. Thirty years ago, the extremely arrogant sword saint Liu Qingshan, or the Yan country sword idiot who didn't know if he was still alive. ”

When Chen Feng heard these two options, he was shocked, his master turned out to be such a powerful character, but what kind of character was that Yan Guo Sword Idiot? Just as he was about to ask, the old man seemed to know his thoughts.

"But I won't give you the story of Yan Guo's sword idiot today, I'll have to buy an extra pot of wine for the old man one day. ”

Chen Feng smiled, held back the question that came to his lips, and motioned for the old man to continue.

"But ah, although these two people's understanding of the way of the sword is at its peak, but after all, it is the realm of mortals, fifty years ago, some people said that the Yan Kingdom sword idiot stepped into the threshold of immortals with one foot, and thirty years ago, some people said that Liu Qingshan cut open the gate of heaven, but ah... It's not that easy. ”

He paused, pointing his finger at the center of town.

"But ah, there's one in this town..."

He leaned his head closer to Chen Feng, as if he was talking about some big secret.

"Immortal Sword!"

Chen Feng was shocked.

He immediately put his head back, as if he was quite proud of being a native who grew under the fairy sword, and touched his beard in Youya.

"It is said that this sword protects this town, and it suppresses the demons in the Fulong Mountains who want to enter the world. Here, this is what the great demon must pass through to enter the world... Door. ”

Chen Feng couldn't help but be puzzled:

"Although this town is not small, it is not like the Great Wall of Steel that stretches for thousands of miles, how can it be able to lock up the demons?"

The old man gave him a blank look.

"I don't know about this, this kind of thing, you might as well ask the little Taoist priest behind you in a daze. However, if you want to go further south, you have to pass through this city. The mystery in this may be the great power of the immortals. ”

Chen Feng nodded slightly.

"Does this have anything to do with the peace of this town?" he remembered the question he had just wondered, "Could it be that this sword can not only suppress youkai, but also shock people who want to do evil?"

The old man squinted, as if he was fascinated by the immortal's demeanor.

"Naturally not, I once heard the old swordsman in the Sword Pavilion say that when the immortal came here, he cut off the connection between the demon world and the human world with a horizontal sword, and with a vertical sword, he cut off the connection between the cultivator and the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth in this place, so no matter how powerful the cultivator is, when he arrives in Daming City, he only has the early stage of qi refining. ”

Everyone grew their mouths in surprise.

It turned out that they didn't find out about this, just because Chen Feng, who had the highest realm in the group, had just been in the early stage of qi refining, and he didn't feel suppressed the moment he stepped into the city gate.

Chen Feng nodded, thought about it for a while, and then understood.

"All the realms are in the early stage of qi refining, and a group of swordsmen who cultivate sword moves and sword momentum in the sword hall can overcome the suppression of the realm and become the peak of force here, with them to protect this town, unless tens of millions of soldiers are sent to attack, otherwise no one will be able to make waves here. ”

"Clever!" the old man showed two more rows of big yellow teeth.

Chen Feng stood up.

"If I have time, I will definitely talk to the old man a few more words, but we have come from afar, not a drop of water has entered, and the stomach is really hungry, at this moment I am afraid that I must first find some food to fill my stomach, otherwise I will have no strength to speak." ”

He clasped his hands: "Thank you, old man." So he turned and went away.

"Wait. The old man stopped him and pointed to the bowl.

Chen Feng smiled and shook his head, then got on his horse and left with the group.

The old man stretched out his hand and grabbed the five copper coins, then spread them out in his palm, and muttered to himself:

"If you collect money that shouldn't be collected, you have to do something..."

When the wind blew, the place was empty.