30,000 miles east of the river into the sea, 5,000 miles on the sky.

This is the description of the Western Regions by the poets of the previous dynasties, roughly saying that the Western Regions is wide and high, overlapping and heavy, and there are countless others.

In fact, it is not the case, the post road of Rongguan in the Western Regions, the horses are vertical and horizontal, and the residences of the people are many and miscellaneous, so it is not lively. Most of the pedestrians on the road are ranger swordsmen who roam the rivers and lakes, carrying long swords, hanging gourds from their waists, leading fierce horses, and indulging in wandering.

The people of the Western Regions worship martial arts, love to walk the rivers and lakes, and act chivalrous and righteous, and the number of martial artists is far higher than that of the qi practitioners, and the masters among them are even more famous in the mountains and rivers of the five domains.

A small town, the night is dark, and the moon is in the sky.

Thousands of lights are connected, the night market is noisy, and the curfew in Zhongzhou is different, people here prefer to travel at night, three or two friends, green plum cooking wine, so happy.

A restaurant, busy at the moment, the shop Xiao Er ran from the east to the west, the shopkeeper in the inner room quickly coded the abacus, a pot of good wine came and went cold, people gathered together in twos and threes, opened their clothes, and talked loudly.

In the bottom corner, an elderly man is carefully wiping down a table, holding a ruler in his hand, and earning a living by telling stories. When the restaurant was full, the old man took out a small porcelain bowl from his arms without hurrying, put it on the table, and lightly buckled the ruler.

Liu Laohan chuckled, first sang a small song, then stroked the ruler on the table, cleared his throat and said: "Today's beautiful night, I will give our guest officer a section of our Western Regions martial arts list, Li Xinlian and Li Jianxian's interesting anecdotes!"

Everyone pricked up their ears, but the old man smiled slightly and did not speak, and the listener who knew the current affairs scolded and muttered a few words, took out a few copper coins and threw them into the porcelain bowl on the table, and the rest of the people suddenly and reluctantly took out the money into the bowl, and the sound of copper touching porcelain was crisp and pleasant.

The old man looked at it almost, so he smiled, cleared his voice and continued: "Everyone knows that the land where we are located has a total of five domains, Zhongzhou, Southern Xinjiang, Northern Boundary, Western Regions and East China Sea. ”

"There is the Xia Dynasty in Central Continent, and the Beichen royal family is dominant, and they want to unify the Five Domains again, but our Western Regions are vast, and we have some background after so many years. That emperor of Beichen has such a big appetite, he is not afraid that he will not be able to survive!"

The old man was full of emotion, and one of them was quite unconvinced, "We have so many big families in the Western Regions, and I'm still afraid of what his Beichen family will do, so it's better to go and stab his family together, the emperor has it every year, and he will come to my house next year." ”

The people around laughed, and Liu Laohan sighed bitterly, "If only this good man really had what this good man said." But there are many families in the Western Regions, and my hearts are not aligned. ”

He looked around and deliberately lowered his voice and said: "These families are their own kings, guarding one side of the land, there are many vassal kings, but who is willing to cooperate with the other party? In case of losing the land, the gains outweigh the losses, who is responsible? Take the small city where we are located, this is the territory of the Feng family, the Feng family is not strong in these families, but it is definitely not weak, and the Feng family and the Zang family have been friends for generations, which should not be underestimated. ”

"And the old man heard that the head of the Feng family returned three years ago, and as soon as he came back, he tried his best to override public opinion, and painted the land as the king, the newly appointed Feng Luan King rectified the family, expanded his power in three years, and even fed the war with war, and most of the boundaries of our Zhulu Continent were in the hands of this Feng Luan King. ”

"Of course, this is all groundless, don't take it seriously, just listen to it. The old man waved his hand.

The person above was a little puzzled: "Old man, you said so much, what does it have to do with our Li Dajian Immortal?"

Liu Laohan smiled and said: "Isn't this a warm up for you first, don't be anxious." ”

He picked up a glass of wine on the table, drank most of it in one gulp, smashed his mouth and continued: "The five domains where we are located, there are ten thousand demon buildings in the northern realm, which have always been incompatible with the other four domains, the East Sea Dao Alliance is close to the royal family, and the southern Xinjiang has the interference of Wuzhou forces, so it can be regarded as a plate of loose sand for the time being. ”

"However, the situation in our Western Regions is not much better, and I just said that there are many kings in our Western Regions, and it is not easy for other forces in the Central Regions to break in, so they have put their minds on the martial arts of our Western Regions. ”

"The Western Regions are martial arts, most of them are hot-blooded and heroic men who go to the end of the world with swords, and the five realms of martial artists are even higher than a mountain, so some people follow the strength of cultivation and discharge a martial arts list, not only talking about my Western Regions boys, but also the most martial arts in the world. ”

"The people on the list, the weakest is also the fourth realm, you must know that the martial arts have reached the fourth realm, the sword is invulnerable, comparable to the Buddhist golden body Arhat, and even the strength is a few points stronger than the qi practitioners of the same realm, the martial arts list is evaluated once every ten years, and my Western Regions have many talents, and the martial arts list accounts for most of them every year. ”

Liu Laohan's voice suddenly lowered, "But for nearly fifty years, the capital of the number one martial arts list is not in the Western Regions, but in the Central Continent, it was taken away by a man with a sword, and no one in the world is unconvinced. ”

"That person is Beichen Mosang, one person and one sword to guard the northern boundary, all demons are not afraid of attacking, it is a model of martial arts in my generation! It is rumored that Beichen Mosang handed out a sword when he met people, the sword move is second, the sword intent is the heaviest, a sword Pingshui, I don't know how many heroes will be realized by his sword in the future, the martial arts at that time, who does not accept Beichen Mosang, who does not praise Beichen Mosang?!"

"It's a pity that now the dust is back to dust, the earth is back to the earth, this former person at the peak of martial arts left the martial arts thirty years ago, and now a generation of Tianjiao has already fallen. Beichen Mosang is the first person in the rivers and lakes, regardless of his background or region, he left a sword and benefited the descendants of the Five Regions for the benefit of his life. The old man's words were full of admiration.

At that time, Zhongzhou was famous all over the world because of this person, the position of Great Xia was consolidated, and the power was unprecedentedly strong. ”

Liu Laohan's voice turned, and his pupils suddenly burst into essence, "Just when the people of the Western Regions were panicking, a white-clothed swordsman came out of the flat ground, holding a shabby wine gourd in his hand, and a single sword went straight into Zhongzhou, and Zhongzhou rode tens of millions, but he couldn't stop the footsteps of one person, and they were all swept away. That person also only has one sword when he meets someone, his strength is so strong, no one is invincible, the masters of Zhongzhou are like clouds, there is no shortage of martial artists and qi practitioners in the four realms, but whether it is a martial saint in the transformation realm, or a primordial old monster, no one can block his sword head-on. ”

"Later, there was a great power in the Yuanying realm who said that this white-clothed swordsman had cultivated a flawless sword heart, and in the past, Beichen Mosang only cultivated sword intent, and ten thousand swords turned into one sword, but this swordsman did the opposite, one sword turned into ten thousand swords, and he couldn't stop it at all. The swordsman went all the way to the east, from the border of Zhongzhou directly to the Beichen Palace, to the high Beichen Emperor, guess what he said?"

The old man deliberately sold a pass, and these listeners were suddenly unhappy, noisy, angry and annoyed, but they had no choice but to invest money in the porcelain bowl again.

Liu Laohan stroked his beard and smiled, and then said slowly: "This swordsman said, Emperor Lao'er, I heard that your family's golden bottle is full of wine, and bad wine can also be turned into good wine, so he is not happy to exchange it with me! He ignored those masters who rushed up, laughed, and shouted loudly, who dares to stop me in this world!

The plot that Liu Laohan said was full of ups and downs, and everyone took a light breath and sank into the fluttering posture of this invincible swordsman, daring to be so presumptuous in front of the palace, that son and daughter of the rivers and lakes were not fascinated!

In the end, the swordsman walked away, with a golden bottle of wine on his waist, and since then, this golden bottle sword saint Li Xinlian has become the number one on the martial arts list, twenty years, two martial arts lists, and dominated. The old man exhaled turbidity, slapped his hand on the ruler, the sound was deafening, and the listeners came back to their senses, talked a lot, and showed longing.

Liu Laohan seemed to be very satisfied, and called Xiao Er to bring a pot of wine, and after thinking about it, he said: "Since then, there are more and more people who have broken into the world with swords on the rivers and lakes, and the martial arts are flourishing, and they are finally no longer pressed and beaten by that Taoist." ”

"Old man, this Li Xinlian won the first place as soon as she came forward, and the second place in the martial arts list, so she didn't have to trouble with this first place?" At this time, someone shouted.

The old man was stunned, and after thinking for a while, he said: "The second in the martial arts list, and also our heroes in the Western Regions, seems to be called Song Xiaoming, but his name is unknown, and there are few rumors of him in the world, but I heard that he uses a knife, and I think it should not be the opponent of Li Jianxian who makes a long sword." ”

"Fuck your fart!" At this moment, a voice suddenly came out of a corner high up.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and they all looked over, and there was an old man in rags leaning in the corner, with gray hair unkempt, and his beard was full of oil stains.

When he had said this, he drank to himself and said no more. The rest of the people paid no attention to him, and thought that they had drunk and drunk and gone mad. Liu Laohan is not as knowledgeable as this gray-bearded old man, thinking that he has made a lot of profits today, with a smile on his face, he bends down to say goodbye after packing up his things.

The gray-bearded old man came alone, ignoring the people around him, and muttered in a voice that he could only hear: "Your girl Li Xinlian, Lao Tzu has never fought with you, how can it be said that he can't beat you, you really dare to come, Lao Tzu will stab...... If you can't be killed with three knives, I'll have your surname!"

"What's so good about holding a sword!" At this moment, a voice came from the table next to him, and the gray-bearded old man was stunned, and raised his eyelids to look over.

There were several young boys sitting on that table, with fluttering clothes and long swords on their backs, and one person was particularly eye-catching, dressed as a martial artist, without long hair, with a forehead guard tied in front of his middle hair, completely different from the temperament of other sons, sitting there with a big grin, tearing chicken legs with one hand and drinking wine with the other.

"I really can't understand you sword-wielding people, mother-in-law, you are blindly drawing, and you don't have any real kung fu. The man said vaguely with meat in his mouth.

The boys glanced at each other, and seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes, one of them patted the man's shoulder and whispered: "Brother Feng, it's better to talk in a whisper here, after all, there are many people who use swords, in case you provoke an enemy...... Although it is harmless, it is not a bad identity. ”

The man looked at them, a little helpless. The man thought silently, and couldn't help squinting his eyes, he was still in Luohua City, and he was the happiest when he was with that kid, whether he was an enemy or not, and beat him so that he didn't even know his grandfather!

The man lowered his voice and muttered, "I really don't think it's good to use a sword, but the man who practices the knife is the most handsome and has the most Jianghu flavor." ”

The old man blinked, heard the man's voice, and couldn't help but look at him twice, "I can't imagine that there is such a temperament like our family now, it's interesting." ”

The man also noticed that the old man was looking at him, and the men pretended to turn a blind eye to the ragged old man, and the man grinned at the gray-bearded old man, and tore off half of the chicken and threw it to the old man.

"Old man, I like that foul language you just said!" he quietly gave a thumbs up to the gray-bearded old man.

"Mianmiao, where are you, uncle called you back to write!" A crisp voice came from far and near.

The man's face changed, he put away his laughter, wiped his mouth, waved his hand at the sons, and hurriedly spread his legs and ran wildly, shouting as he ran: "Rui Qing, I'm here, I just listened to a story, it's interesting, do you want me to tell you...... Alas, don't fight, don't hit me, the gentleman doesn't move his mouth!"

The old man looked at the roast chicken in his arms in a daze, and shouted: "Interesting little brother, I actually treat the old man as a beggar." ”

He looked at the two figures running and fighting in the distance, and suddenly laughed, "Your mother, roast chicken for Lao Tzu, don't give Lao Tzu good wine, you can eat a fart!"

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